Legend of Swordsman Chapter 5080: Heaven is doomed

He couldn't believe it. It was only a few hours after this meeting that he broke off his young man with a hundred swords, and now said that he would be able to compare with Master in the future. This is too unimaginable. .

Seeing Jian Wushuang so determined, even the stocky old man was shocked, but quickly dismissed, "It's really ridiculous and nonsense!"

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, "I am nonsense, only you know."

"Tell me why." The stocky old man stared at him seriously.

He nodded and continued, "The reason is very simple. His sword-making technique is not clever. It can even be said that he is still in the introductory stage. It can be seen that this is clumsy."

"However, he used diligence to make up for his weakness. Only in the previous battle, he showed nearly a hundred swords, and one was better than one. If I guess right, the sword he forged, Definitely more than ten thousand."

The young man kneeling in the clouds suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, looking at Jian Wushuang in disbelief, seemingly surprised at being secretly discovered.

After listening to the short and fat old man, he shook his head and said, "Diligence can make up for the clumsiness. This is a ridiculous saying. From ancient times to the present, how many monks can reach the end?"

Jian Wushuang smiled and said, "Diligence can indeed make up for the clumsiness, but this is only as an initial condition, and more importantly, will his master spare no effort to teach it."

"Huh!" He shook his sleeves, "The strong words are unreasonable, then who is the other disciple?"

Nan Xuan looked quite nervous from the side and in the mist, he clearly came to this world with Jian Wushuang, why did he not find anything, but Jian Wushuang was talking?

Jian Wushuangdao, "The youngest disciple with the most agile eyes is the second one."

As soon as this remark came out, the short and fat old man could no longer conceal the surprise in his eyes, and a terrifying force directly covered the entire sky.

"Who are you and how do you know so much, say!"

Nan Xuan is like facing a big enemy, and also released a surging and terrifying power.

But Jian Wushuang is still full of indifferent face, completely unaffected by the short and fat old man, "I am here just to ask the senior master craftsman a question, and there are no other messy thoughts."

"As for why I know so much, you calm down first, and I only tell them one by one."

In an instant, the tit-for-tat power dissipated, and the stocky old man recovered his previous indifference, but there was no more contempt in his eyes, "Please speak."

Jian Wushuang nodded and said, “I’ve been looking for Senior Master Craftsman for some time, and finally entered this world under the accidental collision, and when it was even more coincidental, I met God at the time. There are nearly fifty disciples of Senior Craftsman."

"Due to the phenomenon of the sky, those disciples fled in panic, and even discarded the sword blanks on the shore at will. However, one of the disciples fell into the water because of the firm embrace of the sword blank. "

"I rescued him and had a brief conversation. From his eyes, I saw unspeakable obsession and talent far beyond my peers."

"These two disciples are my choice."

After speaking the last sentence, Jian Wushuang nodded and looked at the stocky old man.

For a long while there was silence, the world was silent.

The pudgy old man has sharp eyes like a sword, and he constantly scrutinizes him. He said in a hoarse voice for a long time, "Are you the one who sits down?"

"No, I am not any force, only a tourist floating in the world." Jian Wushuang said decisively without any hesitation.

It seems to be judging whether what he said is true or not, and finally he smiled secretly, "Really an interesting junior."

"Okay, I've said enough, let me do it."

After finishing speaking, the chunky old man turned and walked toward the depths of the clouds, and his voice followed.

"Don't kneel there, fool, cast me another thousand swords. After casting, go to Jianshan."

The young man heard this and solemnly said, "Observe Master."

Jian Wushuang smiled and shook his head, bringing Nan Xuan to keep up with the stocky old man.

Immediately afterwards, the young man followed him step by step, and then solemnly bowed his hands, "I am dumb and can't say anything, but I still have to solemnly thank you."

Jian Wushuang smiled and waved his hand, "Thank me, I don't have to. I will pester your master more in the future and learn more."

"I will." He was very firm, his eyes hot.

After going through the last level, the craftsman Xu Tuo took the initiative to show up, which saved Jian Wushuang a lot of trouble and gave him a preliminary understanding of Xu Tuo.

The Sancun Mountain universe is far larger than some ordinary universes, and it is very powerful and suitable for cultivation.

But Jian Wushuang guessed that in the entire Sancun Mountain universe, there are no more than a hundred monks, or even fewer.

Although monks are rare, there are so many pavilions in the sky, and you can easily feel the exquisiteness when you travel through them.

The stocky old man carried his hands on his back and moved forward unhurriedly.

Jian Wushuang followed closely behind him, did not speak, and was at ease.

For nearly half an hour, shuttled through the clouds, and finally came to a very magnificent dojo.

The dojo is square with 100,000 li on the edge. It is made of black rock. There is a peculiar aura that surrounds the whole dojo.

If you talk about this dojo alone and it is not too shocking, what makes Jian Wushuang feel surprised is the giant cauldron placed on the dojo.

There are a total of ten giant cauldrons, each of which is huge to the extreme, like a sacred mountain on the dojo.

The black-red magma, like boiling soup, rolled and roared in the giant cauldron, and the boundless sparks overflowed with shock.

At the same time, the dynamism in the sky formed ten violent vortices, all of which poured into the giant cauldron, shocking.

It is conceivable that once the magma in the giant cauldron falls, it will be an unimaginable disaster.

Here is the dojo where the craftsman Xu Tuo built the most precious treasure!

The stocky old man stopped and looked at Jian Wushuang and said, "You are the only outsiders who come here besides my disciples."

"It's an honor." Jian Wushuang nodded.

The stocky old man was extremely satisfied and couldn't help but nodded, "The humble junior, he has the demeanor of the old man."

Next, under his guidance, Jian Wushuang and Nan Xuan proudly entered this magnificent dojo.

The dark blue wave of force is like a huge enchantment, which protects the dojo.

Stepping into it one step at a time, an unspeakable weight hits his face in an instant.

Unexpectedly, even Nan Xuan, who is Dayan Immortal, couldn't help groaning.

The pressure here is far more than any heaven, even hundreds of times the void, I am afraid that if Yanxian rushes to set foot here, he will instantly suffer irreparable damage.