Legend of Swordsman - #5083 - Chapter 5083

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The young man Yanxian got up quickly, took out a long sword from somewhere, and cut it off at Jian Wushuang.

This time, Jian Wushuang’s movements are faster.

Almost the moment the young man left, he shot.

With the palm as a sword, Jian Wushuang drew his head and took his long sword at an unimaginable speed.

The young man who flew upside down barely stopped his figure, his eyes full of humiliated resentment.

Jian Wushuang who took the long sword, not at all rushed to do it, but glanced at the long sword in his hand, “made it by himself?”

“I want you to take care of it!” The young man’s complexion suddenly turned red, as if he had been poked in a painful spot, and he wanted to reach out and take back the long sword.

But Jian Wushuang first Step first, his arm shook hard, and the long sword in his palm was shattered, leaving only one hilt.

The long sword shattered, the sword body shattered into fragments, falling like snowflakes.

“You are bully intolerably!” The young man was furious, and suddenly drew out a long sword, stabbing Jian Wushuang.

Jian Wushuang can bend to avoid it, and at the same time said, “The sword is too brittle and has no aura. The only thing worthy of praise is that the impurities have been completely tempered and cast very carefully.”

The young man became stiff, but then he continued to fight.

And Jian Wushuang seemed to be extremely interested in seizing the sword, and within a few breaths, he seized another sword.

“This sword is better, much better than the previous Two Swords billet, but it is still a sword billet.”

“Dare you bully intolerably!”

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“This sword is also good, but it is still a blank, come again!”

In this way, the original fight turned into a farce fight.

The young man is like a sword library. Continuously draws out the long sword and stabs Jian Wushuang.

And Jian Wushuang, like an old Master, stood in the clouds and directly grabbed the long sword and commented, and then shattered one by one.

To the end, the young man simply handed the sword in his hand and waited for comments.

Nan Xuan couldn’t help but stupefied watching this scene, “Can it be like this?”

In the end, the young man was unwilling to speak, “Who are you and why do you know swords so much?”

Jian Wushuang did not answer him, but opened the mouth and said, “Okay, all the questions are answered, now it’s up to you to answer my questions.”

“No,” the young man simply refused, “I won’t tell you that my Master lives here.”

“en?”

“…”

The air solidified, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He apparently realized that he was the fastest for a while, and he told the Master.

Jian Wushuang sighed, it seems that this guy’s head is not working well.

next moment, a somewhat sullen voice sounded, “Enough, you stupid discipline, the sword has cast your head!”

Jian Wushuang’s eyes condensed for an instant, looking towards the clouds ahead.

The clouds were far and near, and mottled sparks flew in it, like a huge furnace, and the clouds and smoke began to turn red.

After hearing this reprimand, the young man hurried to one-knee kneels, and his face blushed to the equator, “Master forgive me, the discipline is dull, and failed to complete your entrustment.”

The clouds seemed to boil, like a melting furnace, and the entire sky began to boil.

Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang’s breathing is a little bit short. The closer he gets to the truth, the more it makes him nervous.

As the sky blushed and boiled, a slightly squat figure came slowly from far to near from the end of the sky.

Aware of the fluctuations in the air in the air, Nan Xuan face changed. He hurriedly hurried to come to Jian Wushuang and whispered, “Attention, the person who came is a Dayan immortal who is not below me.”

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He is nodded, can be so famous in the entire big division domain, and extremely mysterious Xu Tuo, how could he not be Dayan Immortal?

Furthermore, Jian Wushuang guessed that Xu Tuo, the master craftsman, may have existed since the Wanggu Era.

Stepping on the fire red flowing clouds, walking slowly is an old man with a slightly black and red face and a relatively short stature.

He glared at a pair of bull’s eyes, hands behind ones back, and he would be majestic if he was not angry.

The young man saw it, trembling with fear, and buried his head lower.

Jian Wushuang retreats Half Step, slightly nodded.

The stocky old man with a black and red face stepped into the air, stood in front of him, and then looked directly at Jian Wushuang, looking up and down.

For a long while, he coldly said, “Is that your boss shamelessly guide my discipline?”

Jian Wushuang said condensedly, “I can’t talk about the guidance, but I don’t want to waste such a good seedling.”

“Good seedlings?” The short and fat old man suddenly sneered, “My discipline is notoriously dull, and it is the countdown among my many disciplines. How can a good seedling say?”

The young man on one-knee kneels heard Master’s conclusion of the coffin, his face suddenly turned pale, and the immortal physique began to tremble, and it seemed that he might collapse at any time.

The blow of this language is far more terrifying than the previous sword capture.

Despair breeds.

At this time, Jian Wushuang spoke again, “To cast a sword is to cast a heart. The suffering in it is far beyond what an ordinary cultivator can bear.”

“There are countless swordsmiths in the universe, but who is worthy of being a craftsman, who is worthy of casting the Supreme Treasure? In fact, it was already destined at the very beginning.”

The chunky old man hearing this, suddenly snort disdainfully, “Absurd, who dares to say that it is destined?”

Jian Wushuang smiled and looked towards him, “Dare to ask Senior but is the craftsman Xu Tuo?”

“Yes.” The chunky old man simply said, “But what does it have to do with your destiny?”

After he was determined, he secretly sighed in relief, and then continued, “Then dare to ask, how many disciplines are there under the master seat?”

“Senior, you are killing my patience.” The chunky old man frowned, obviously in dissatisfaction.

Jian Wushuang slightly smiled, “Don’t dare, but boy dare to assert that no matter how many disciplines there are under the master’s seat, there will eventually be two of them that can reach your level!”

The figure of the pudgy old man who was frowning was obviously startled, and there was an unconcealable shock in his eyes.

But soon, he recovered and continued snort disdainfully, “hmph, pure nonsense, you don’t even know how much of the old man’s discipline is, so you dare to make such an assertion?”

“No matter how many, there will only be two,” Jian Wushuang mysterious smiled, “Senior dare to bet, which two do I know?”

“Bet? Old man why not dare bet, I’m afraid you will speak wild words!” The chunky old man disdainfully, “Then bet.”

“Happy Senior, if I guess which two they are, please give me a condition from Senior.”

“Naturally, as long as you guess it, let alone one condition, there are ten, and I will depend on you!”

Jian Wushuang nodded, raised his palm directly, pointed at the young man who was still kneeling in the cloud, and said firmly, “This is the first one!”

The strong wind blew up, making the young man whose mood fell to the bottom of his body shaken up!