final catastrophe

Chapter 520 20. The True Inheritance of the Sword God

Xia Ji chuckled and raised his hand.

Between heaven and earth, at the moment when he raised his hand, there was an indescribable knife cry.

The sword blared into the sea, sweeping everything.

buzzing.
It seemed that the knives of the whole world began to tremble at this moment.

And the knife nearby, like a cloud of bedding, followed him, above his head, waiting to be picked.

The man didn't even look at it, but an ordinary long knife fell from the sky and landed between his five fingers.

The rest of thousands of knives of different kinds fell like a torrential rain, piercing around his body.

rustle rustle
The rain stopped.

The wind stopped.

The villagers behind him looked at this man as if they were gods.
But the man doesn't care.

He never cared about fame.

At this moment, he was still dragging the knife alone, walking towards the darkness in the distance.

Behind, are the spring flowers blooming in the mountains.

But these are no longer his.

Maybe, never belonged.

It seems to be a cloud.

from outside.

With a sky full of sword spirit.

In the Sword Palace, the sword god in the palace is sitting in the main hall, and a large tripod is placed outside the hall.

Three-pointed tripod feet, propped up the big tripod, in the mouth of the tripod are filled with hundreds of exercises.

Every book has the word "knife".

Outside the hall, there are guests from all over the world.

The Sword God gave orders from all directions, and no one dared to disobey, so all the major sects sent people to come, with enough courtesy.

"The sword is the leader of a hundred soldiers."

Xiao Bufan began to preach, "The knife is the door to demons.

Today's abolishment of sword techniques is to eliminate disasters for Jianghu and everyone.

The sword can be practiced, but if it is widely publicized, it will bring disaster to the martial arts world. "

His meaning is simple, the knife technique is fine in a small area, but not in a large area.

"The exercises here are all magic arts. If they are burned today, they can be regarded as doing a good deed for the world and for generations to come."

Naturally, many of the guests expressed their dissent, but before they opened their mouths, they were pulled away by the people around them, and then whispered: "This time, the world is like this, what can I do?"

"The world has changed. The Supreme Sword God has obtained the complete inheritance of the former Dugu Sword God. It is a real step up to the sky. And his deputy palace master Dugu Chen is also extremely powerful."

"That's right, that Dugu Chen alone was able to overwhelm all the heroes that day. She is just a deputy. The strength of the Supreme Sword God is really unfathomable."

After a low-pitched discussion.

It is the cheers of a group of people who sing praises.

suddenly.

There was a gust of wind in the distance, the wind made the sound of a knife, and the light shone with the shadow of a knife.

The Supreme Sword God suddenly felt something, and raised his head.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a deep voice, carrying a mighty internal force, rolling in, reaching everyone's ears.

"In the winter of the sixth year of the Guangming Era, you wiped out the Five Tigers of Shannan Road, leaving no dogs or chickens behind. Why?"

The voice was clear and every word penetrated into everyone's ears.

Who is this voice talking to?

"In the winter of the same year, the young master of Jiangnan Dao Tianyu Villa just had a quarrel with your sect, and the entire villa was slaughtered. Why?"

The people present suddenly realized that the voice was questioning the Sword God.

Because, these things were all done by the Sword Palace.

"In the winter of the same year, Qingshan Baishuitang, Qilongmen, Distraction and One Sword Sect, Wushan Sect, Chaoyuan Kaishan Gate, Fengwo Palace, a total of eighteen sects were destroyed."

The voice became heavier and seemed to pause for a moment, then sighed lightly: "Can they die for their crime?"

It was like thunder.

Exploding in this early spring.

"At the beginning of the seventh year of the Guangming Era, those who descended from the sword sect were not killed, but you beheaded thousands of disciples. Even the hero Yang Mian died in your hands. Why?"

"Why?"

At this time, Xiao Bufan of the Sword Palace also knew who the person was. In the whole world, it seemed that only that person could carry such a huge saber energy, so he raised his voice and said, "Have you recovered your skill? But...it's a pity , this is no longer your world, nor your world."

The voice in the distance ignored him, and continued: "In the summer of the seventh year, the Zhang family's Spear God lineage of the Northland Sharp Spear Sect was also massacred. Why?"

He asked questions one after another, as if he didn't care whose world this was, and whose rivers and lakes it was.

He came here only to seek justice.

Sword God Xiao Bufan finally laughed out loud, and said: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit, don't you understand?
If they provoked me, they knew it would end up like this.

What's your business here?
The strong will have God's help! "

The voice in the distance suddenly stopped questioning, but changed it to a rhetorical question: "Do you think the true inheritance of the Sword God is a broken sword?"

Xiao Bufan snorted coldly: "Playing mysteries!"

A distant voice said faintly: "What you get is just the hostility of the sword god. Just like me now."

After all, it was a long sigh.

Xiao Bufan was about to say more, but he suddenly felt that there was boundless murderous aura between heaven and earth.

That cloud, that wind, that day's light, and the fragrance of the warm spring flowers all converged into a saber aura.

Xia Ji drew his saber, drew his saber, and stood at the foot of the mountain.

The saber energy crossed the mountain in front of him.

The mountain soared into the sky.

The Sword Palace in the clouds is high on the mountain, and it is invincible.

But this saber energy crossed across, splitting the mountain peak into two halves, and split the entire Sword Palace into two halves.

On the road of Shu.

The mountains opened up, and in the Sword Palace, everyone was dumbfounded.

For some reason, when everyone saw this knife, they suddenly realized that the inheritance of the sword god might just be the Qingfeng on the side of the Shu Road that was similarly chopped open.

Dao Shen watched it by the side of the road like a fool for seven days and seven nights, or more.

What he saw was the real inheritance.

However, he does not want this inheritance.

He is just proof.

It was confirmed and obtained, but he let go.

Because I was tired, I left with a smile during the heavy rain.

He seems to have no skills, but in fact he just doesn't want to enter this arena again.

It's just that today, what the sword god did angered him and the whole world, so he made a comeback.

Opened the entire Qingfeng with one knife.

"The disciples of the Sword Palace obey the order, and hurry to the foot of the mountain, encircle and suppress the sword god, and kill without pardon!"

Xiao Bufan's face was livid, he stood up proudly, and said: "Duguchen, you go too."

The hunchbacked and beautiful girl smiled and said, "Yes, Palace Master."

The people in the rivers and lakes who came to Chaojian Palace immediately understood the current situation.

Sword God vs. Sword God.

This is an unprecedented rivers and lakes war.

But many people still lean towards the sword god, but the power of the sword palace is too strong, they dare not resist, they can only stand silently at the corner of the wall, look at the figures, raise their swords, and walk along the bluestone stairs that have been divided into two halves , down the stairs.

Everyone couldn't help worrying again.

There is only one sword god. Although he is brave, how can he resist so many people.

And if he slaughtered the entire Sword Palace, he would be the same as Xiao Bufan.

No more guesswork.

A gray phantom, like lightning, pulls out an afterimage that everyone can see, alone with a knife, stepping on the bluestone steps, passing by the disciples of the Sword Palace who are jumping down, and also passing by Duguchen.

He passed through the bodies of all the people from the rivers and lakes who came to court, and then passed the big cauldron for burning books in the center of the venue.

The speed was so fast that it didn't take a single breath.

And the phantom's knife has been pulled out an inch.

(End of this chapter)