Legend of Swordsman Chapter 977: The arrival of the Lord of Suffering

"Bitter Lord?" Emperor Bliss and Nandi respected each other for a moment, but the next moment they were very happy.

Bitter Lord, they have all heard about it, but like Xue Lingshuang's brother Xue Lingtian, he is one of the eighteen Lords of the Nether Temple.

Being able to become the Lord of the Nether Temple, the strength is naturally not too weak, maybe not as close to the top of the three-turn combat power as Xue Lingtian, at least it is the three-turn combat power, and it is still among the three-turn path Strong.

On fame, the time for which the bitter Lord became famous was much longer than that of Xue Lingtian.

"Haha, it really helps me." The ape Tianzun laughed. "We are worried about the details of the sword unparalleled, and we don't know if he can still erupt the combat power of 1,200 years ago. The Lord Suffering appears. "

"This bitter Lord is also a three-turn lord. With his shot, he will definitely be able to force out all the cards of the sword unparalleled. Then we will decide whether to fight or retire based on his exposed cards. . "

"Good idea." Both Bliss Emperor and Nan Emperor had bright eyes.

"The Lord Suffering has already set out. Although he is now far away from this earthly Tang Dynasty, he can use the power of the Nether Temple for up to two days, and he can come over. We will wait here for two days. Said the ape Tianzun.

Koraku Emperor and Nan Emperor nodded together.

The next time, whether it is the Three Kingdoms or the Eastern Turkmenistan, calm down.

Dongtu Tang is waiting for the explanations of the three kingdoms, and the three kingdoms are waiting for the arrival of the bitter Lord.

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A territorial frontier.

Here is the most marginal land in the green world. In front of this land, there is endless darkness. No one knows what is in that endless darkness, but anyone who breaks into the endless darkness No one, whether an ordinary martial artist or a Taoist, can come back alive.

At this moment, at the end of the boundless darkness, a figure of a golden robe came slowly.

He walked very slowly at each step, but he could easily step out, but easily across thousands of miles. With each step, the dark void under his feet immediately spread out an invisible ripple.

It's still at the end of the endless darkness, but after just a few steps, the old figure of the golden robe has appeared on the most marginal land on the green world.

The soles of the feet are treading on this land. The figure of the golden robe slowly looks up, but it shows an old face.

This is a kind-looking white-haired old man with a scarlet cinnabar mole on his brows.

The white-haired old man looked up at the sky above, breathing the surrounding air, but a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Coming back!"

"After drifting so long, I finally returned to my hometown."

"It's still my hometown, and it's comfortable to smell."

The white-haired old man stretched his waist and murmured, the next moment he shook his figure, but disappeared strangely.

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Two days passed quickly.

As the Ape Tianzun expected, the bitter Lord, in just two days, rushed to Dongtu Datang.

However, after the arrival of Lord Suffering, he did not have any disputes with the people in the three kingdoms, but appeared directly in the void outside the imperial city.

"Jian Wushuang, come out and die!"

A loud voice sounded through the world, and through that large array, it also sounded throughout the imperial city.

The Emperor City has many powerful people from the East and the Great Tang Dynasty, who have been extremely decadent or even desperate before, but later learned that Jian Wushuang is still alive, and after returning, one by one has become very mental. In his heart, Jian Wushuang's prestige has even surpassed Xiao Di.

Now, when I heard the voice of Lord Suffering, these strong men in the Imperial City couldn't help but be furious.

"Who is it? Who knows nothing about life and death, and dares to challenge Master Wushuang?"

"Well, even the strongest ape celestial being among the three kingdoms, wouldn't dare to talk to Sword Master Sword like this."

"Look for the dead, wait, see how Master Wushuang will pack him in the future."

Every corner of the imperial city sounded a burst of sound.

In the palace, Jian Wushuang and Xiao Di and others who have been waiting for the answers from the three kingdoms quietly frowned.

"This voice is not the three power-holders of the three kingdoms. Who are they?" Xiao Di wondered, and only a moment later, he received a message.

"It's him who bitterly respects the Lord?" Xiao Di's face became a little hard to look.

"Bitter Lord?" Sword Wushuang's look was a move.

In the Qinghuo realm, there are only eighteen Lords of the Nether Temple that can be honored as Lords, right?

His brother Xue Lingtian is one of the Eighteen Lords.

"Sword unparalleled, we are in trouble." Xiao Di's voice sank. "I just got the news. The person who provokes you outside the imperial city is the bitter lord of one of the eighteen Lords of the Nether Temple Although this bitter Lord is inferior in strength to your brother Blood Blade Lord, but his reputation is very great, and the means are extremely good. Among the three-way Taoists, they also belong to an extremely arrogant existence. "

"This bitter Lord is a person from the Nether Temple. It is impossible for him to participate in the battle between the three kingdoms and the Eastern Turkmenistan, and I know nothing about this bitter Lord. What did he ask me for?" Jian Wushuang wondered.

"It's not that we don't know each other." Xiao Di smiled bitterly: "I just learned that the boneless Taoist respect that was beheaded and killed by you two days ago is the brother of the bitter respected Lord."

"What? So coincidental?" Jian Wushuang stunned.

He didn't expect that there was such a fellow even in that boneless Taoist respect.

"I also just learned about this, but the specific reason is not clear." Xiao Di smiled. "Actually, you can ask your brother, your brother and him. At the same time, one of the eighteen Lords of the Nether Temple, knows him better than we should be. "

"Yes, too." Jian Wushuang nodded, but immediately took out the summoning order and sent a message to his brother Xue Lingtian.

"Brother, how are you?" Jian Wushuang greeted him casually.

Xue Lingtian responded just a moment later.

"Haha, little master, more than a thousand years ago, I finally heard your voice again. At the time of the battle in the imperial city, I thought you were really dead. Later, the master told me and said you Alive. "Xue Lingtian seemed very happy.

The news that Jian Wushuang did not die, Xiao Di and others did not announce it to the outside world, naturally people outside did not know.

But Xue Lingtian, as Jian Wushuang's elder brother, still knew from Xuan Yi.

Xue Lingtian was relieved when he knew that Jian Wushuang was still alive.

"Brother, I want to ask you personally." Jian Wushuang asked directly.