Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4806: Sword preaching

Jian Wushuang asked again, "Is it going on without aim?"

Song Wuxin nodded, "Yes, I walked straight ahead until I found it, or I couldn't walk."

"Are you afraid of death?" Chen Qing asked.

Song Wuxin grinned again, "People like us can earn an extra day, and life and death are things we can consider, not to mention, sometimes death is not necessarily a good thing."

Chen Qingwen suddenly shook his head, "Did you see it, two fools."

The two of them, in front of this powerful body like a prison, seemed very cramped, pinching their clothes and unknowingly speaking.

In the end, Jian Wushuang said, "This journey is not as simple as you think. If you can't even protect yourself with the simplest, your end will never be better than today. ."

"If you don’t wait for me, you and your brother would have died for a long time, will you still live unharmed until now?"

"If you don’t even care about your life, then I advise you not to take your brother to death."

Song Wuxin was shocked when he heard Jian Wushuang's words, but then a bit of bitterness appeared in his eyes.

"I also want to take him to live, but my natural talent is dull, and the control of Yan Li is so weak that I can't cope with the possible crisis."

Jian Wushuang said softly, "Since the talents are insufficient, it will have to be compensated by the acquired day, or changed in other ways."

"You, practicing sword?"

Song Wuxin listened and hurriedly took down the short sword like a burning stick in his waist. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I am not particularly proficient at kendo, this sword was picked up by me earlier, Acts as a self-defense."

Jian Wushuang raised his hand to fetch the short sword, pulled out the scabbard, and the blade was worn out. I am afraid that some spirit beasts in ordinary heavens may not be able to kill.

"Just throw this sword." He said without looking up, and then looked at Chunqiu, "Chunqiu, see if there is any real sword."

Chunqiu nodded and began to rummage through the ring quickly.

Chen Qing, Chunqiu, and Cui Jing, in that former heaven, almost exploded all the heavenly treasures of the Six Crow Emperor, almost filled with a whole Nahua.

Soon, Chunqiu took out a real sword without a sheath and a black body directly from Najie, and handed it to Jianwushuang.

The real sword is warm and not cold, and the body of the sword is completely black. Only the word "Tianji" is engraved on the hilt. It is a true treasure that is not weaker than Chen Qingpei's sword.

"Next." Then Jian Wushuang directly threw the real sword named Tianji to Song Wuxin.

He was shocked, even if he was dumb and knew the weight of the real sword in his hand, he could not speak for a while.

"If you want to cure him, you must first make yourself stronger."

Jian Wushuang looked at him, his eyes gleaming with a golden awn.

Song Wuxin swallowed his throat and embraced the real sword tightly with his arms.

......

Since then, for seven days, no one has left this heaven.

The reason is that Jian Wushuang has always taught Song Wuxin the most basic sword style and understanding of sword meaning.

"Brother Chunqiu, I thought Brother Sword was a stranger, but now it seems to be approachable. You said I would ask him any questions about the realm, would he tell?"

On the eaves of the restaurant, Chunqiu glanced at Cui Jing and smiled, "This kind of problem will naturally tell you that you will know after getting along for a long time. In fact, Brother Jian is not a person who is too cold, and will take care of him. People."

Cui took a nod, and thoughtfully looked at the one, which just stood, with a striking figure, and the light deeper in his eyes became firmer.

Seven days, but flashed away.

He opened his eyes slowly when the thin body was gradually filled with mist.

"Let's go." Jian Wushuang said concisely, and after speaking the word, he turned to prepare to leave.

With a thump, Song Wuxin knelt down on the ground, facing his back, knocking on more than ten loud heads.

Song Wuyan, whose eyes are stupid, only knows how to laugh, seeing his brother kneel down, and quickly kneels down, also knocking more than ten loud heads.

"Adult, I have spent half of my life in Song Wuxin. Others have never granted me half of the favor, and my brother has suffered so much."

"But now I am greeted by the grace of a meal, the grace of a sword, the grace of a thought, and Song Wuxin has nothing to do. I hereby swear that for 10,000 years, no matter what the result will be, I will rush to the lord and be willing to do this life Send a horse to a pawn, a world and a lesson."

Jian Wushuang did not look back, but released Yanli Qingfeng to hold up his brothers.

"Don’t think too much. The reason why I do this is purely because of a whim, not asking for anything in return."

"As for you, let’s live and talk."

After the words were finished, Jian Wushuang's figure stopped again and walked away slowly.

Song Wuxin went forward subconsciously for a few steps, but eventually stopped at the same place and stopped moving forward.

Then he leaned back and picked up Song Wuyan and skimmed towards the corner of the sky.

......

Although staying in this heaven for ten days, it was only momentary.

And in between, the heroic woman had to recover from the injury after a little recovery.

But with the guards of the Qing Dynasty, Chen Qing and others, she finally failed to escape.

"Let's talk, why did you go to Beitianxianzhou?" Sword without arms double-sidedly asked calmly.

The heroic woman's face was cold, but inexplicable anger appeared in her eyes.

"You better answer honestly, otherwise your ending will not be much better than the previous Yanxian." Chen Qing threatened coldly.

The heroic girl snorted, even when facing the sword of Wushuang, Yi Qing and others were not afraid, "If you want to start as soon as possible, why bother to talk more, this is not like your style not long ago."

Jian Wushuang frowned as soon as the words came out.

"You answered truthfully, I will let you go once, are you seven swordsmen, going to the northern Tianxianzhou, is it the town killing the son of ink?"

She said in a cold voice, "Don't you think you're quite stupid asking? Do you think I will answer?"

"His mother, I must give you a lesson." Chen Qing exasperated, raising her hand to teach her.

But immediately, Jian Wushuang stopped Chen Qing and looked at her, "It is not of interest to me if your purpose is to kill the son of the murderer. I am interested in the power behind you. What kind of position will aim to assassinate the emperor."

The heroic woman was shocked and flashed in a panic.

"You can go." Jian Wushuang opened her mouth, and then signaled that she could go.

She was stunned, and apparently did not expect him to let her go so easily.

But the heroic woman did not hesitate too much, and she was ready to leave in a flash.