Reflect the world

Chapter 679 Waves (first update)
But he still came.

Glancing at the long sword hanging on the waist of the Land Immortal, the Overlord Sword King showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to use swordsmanship to deal with me this time?"

"of course."

Overlord Sword King showed a bright smile at the corner of his mouth, it was sincerely happy.

He calmly took off the epee from his waist, which is as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, which frightened martial arts people, and smiled calmly at Tang Xuanming, saying: "Please wait a moment, let me set up a tombstone for Brother Gai." , a peak battle like ours, if he is alive, he will definitely not miss it."

Regardless of whether Tang Xuanming listened or not, muttering to himself, he dug a square pit on the ground with his famous Overbearing Sword, and buried Gai Hen's majestic body in the pit.

The bloodthirsty drinking knife that was broken into two pieces was regarded as a tombstone by him, and it was erected there. After thinking for a while, he waved the two broken knife into the cemetery, waved a wooden board, and said: "Even if the fragments of the bloodthirsty drinking knife , is also a top-notch treasure for people in the Jianghu, let's use the wooden plaque as a monument!"

"This is what life is all about. After all, it will go with the wind like a wooden monument."

Tang Xuanming was noncommittal, quietly watching that Ba Jian muttering in front of the tomb.

Following the meaningless words that Tang Xuanming heard, Ba Jian's sword energy became more domineering and terrifying.

"Three years ago, you and I fought for the front, and it was hard to tell the winner. Both ended in serious injuries. People in the Jianghu thought that the two of us were incompatible, and who knew that only I can understand your lonely and indomitable magic sword.

Only you can understand my overbearing and invincible swordsmanship.

I have no friends in my life, and it is only when I am about to die that I truly recognize you as a friend. It is a pity that I cannot have a long conversation. "

Before the voice fell, the Tyrannical Sword in his hand was already empty.

The Overlord Sword who has suppressed the world for decades looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Let me see you off with the strongest unique knowledge in my life. We were unable to communicate wantonly because of our status and power, but we can sleep here forever after death..."

That day, the resplendent sword cries were heard in the north of the Yangtze River, and the long swords around the waists of all the people with swords in the rivers and lakes couldn't help shaking. Soon after, they wailed at the same time, as if lamenting the death of a king.

At this moment, even if they did not rush to the venue for the decisive battle between the land immortal and the Ba Jian, everyone already knew the result of that battle.

After decades of fighting in the rivers and lakes, the sword king who made all the people in the rivers and lakes despair with a single sword fell.

"From now on, there will be no hegemony sword in Jianghu."

An old man with a sword sighed, threw the long sword at his waist to the ground, and walked away without looking back.

A young knight-errant with tears on his face broke off the heavy long sword in his hand to commemorate the sword king in the hearts of countless people.

Tang Xuanming stood in the north of the Yangtze River, his eyes were as indifferent and cold as ever, and the Bajian fell to the ground powerlessly in front of him.

The strong middle-aged man holding the sword gradually lost strength in his arms, and he couldn't even stand upright. He could barely support the overbearing sword that used to be as light as a feather in his hand.

There is a transparent sword mark on his chest, and vitality is flowing through it continuously.

But there is no despair and fear in the eyes of this Ba Jian, but a different kind of joy.

He looked at the wooden sword that pierced through his chest, and then turned around in the void as if it had a spirituality, and flew into Tang Xuanming's hand, with endless joy in his eyes.

"Swordsmanship!"

At this moment, he seemed to have seen another level of kendo, and there was endless joy in his heart, but also a slight regret.

"It's a pity that I can't see the scene of Yujianshu circulating between heaven and earth."

Before the thought came to an end, the sword king who ruled the world had lowered his noble head, his breath was gone, and the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised in the breathless body.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.

As such a swordsman, dying under the strongest swordsmanship is not an insult to him, but an honor.

……

Goooo!

The pigeon, who had been lost all this time, flew over the palace unintentionally, and would wait for him to find the right path again, when a cold arrow slid past silently.

"Goo!"

Feathers fly, birds fall.

On the eaves of the imperial palace, the imperial guards who were integrated with the eaves indifferently withdrew the crossbow arrows in their hands and retreated into the darkness again.

But this scene did not affect anyone's attention.

In the empty square, the eunuch walked quickly, but still quietly. Along the way, his keen sense of martial arts at least found dozens of cold and emotionless eyes sweeping over his vital parts. He knew that even if he It is a familiar face, and it is still meaningless to these dead soldiers guarding the supreme emperor in the palace.

Only the icy-cold token held up high in their hands would make these guards let down their guard.

"What news?"

The voice of the most powerful person on the ground was still calm, leaving only a tall and mysterious figure behind the eunuch, but the eunuch could hear the magnificent waves hidden under the water level.

"He wants to hear good news."

This was the eunuch's judgment, thinking of the secret order in his arms, his head couldn't help but lowered even more.

"Ba Jian is dead!"

"Where's the land fairy?"

The words were still calm, but there was a trace of anger, even a trace of fear.

The eunuch didn't dare to think about it anymore, and reported quickly.

"The governor did not find any signs of injury on the land immortal."

"No injuries..."

The last word drags out the tone, making people unable to taste the meaning.

And the eunuch knew that this was usually the prelude to the killing of the supreme figure, and if the most powerful figure on the ground continued to be so anxious, all their slaves would suffer.

If you can't share the Lord's worries, it's meaningless to keep them.

If he could not report some favorable news, this unique figure in the whole world would not mind cutting off his head to urge the traveling governor.

"But the governor has discovered other secrets, which may be able to restrain the land fairy."

The character still didn't turn his head, but the sound of breathing became slightly heavier.

The eunuch did not dare to be negligent, and spoke in the fastest and still clear words in his life.

"The three most supreme masters all died in the fields they were best at. The holy monk died under the Buddhist moves. The magic knife was split into two parts by an even weirder and more evil magic knife. The tyrant sword was pierced by the legendary sword control technique in one blow. Chest to die..."

The pressure in the air was increasing, and the eunuch's forehead kept sweating, but he didn't dare to wipe it off.

He knew that if he could not satisfy this supreme figure, he would definitely die here. He already felt a terrifying killing intent gathering in the shadows, and he had absolutely no way to resist it.

"Go on."

(End of this chapter)