Legend of Swordsman Chapter 2459: Apprentice
In the sage's tomb, after Jian Wushuang defeated Magic Chen, Long Zishan and others, the remaining geniuses of Zongmen no longer have the idea of shooting against Jian Wushuang.
It's not that you don't want it, but that you simply don't have that strength.
After all, all the genius disciples in the tomb of the saints now add up to twenty first-class gods, and there are still many second-class gods, but if the second-class gods do not have a powerful array With the cooperation of law, there is no threat to the sword unparalleled.
Of course they can only leave.
On the hill that has been stained with blood, the pits of the ground, Jian Wushuang sat there alone, covered by the power of soul, and no one dared to stay there.
Serial slaying in the tomb of the saint, Jian Wushuang has become synonymous with killing gods and demons.
No one dares to provoke Jian Wushuang again.
Just then ...
"Sword Warriors."
The elder Wuxi came to the news with a hint of guilt and explained to Jian Wushuang the decision made by Narcissus Island.
"Did I get kicked out of the gate?"
Jian Wushuang murmured to himself, but his complexion did not change much from beginning to end.
This result, he actually expected.
This time he made too much trouble in the saint's tomb. It ’s true that there are too many genius disciples who have killed and the offending Zongmen.
Although Narcissus Island is one of the top gates in Wusha Wasteland, I'm afraid I won't dare to offend so many gates in one breath.
The most important thing is that after all, I am just a peripheral disciple. I am afraid that the executives of Narcissus Island also see that they do not have much sense of belonging to Narcissus Island.
In this case, why did Narcissus Island risk offending many ancestors and forcibly shelter him?
Only by abandoning him and expelling him from the ancestral gates and leaving them to the sectarian gates of all parties, can Narcissus Island eliminate the anger of those ancestral gates and protect himself from the blaze.
Jian Wushuang did not get angry or blame for the practice of Narcissus Island, and even for Jian Wushuang, it was just right. He lost the gate again and would not have any restrictions.
"Jian Wushuang, this is something I did wrong with Narcissus Island, but ..." Elder Wuyi said guiltily.
Jian Wushuang interrupted directly: "Elder Wusong, I can understand this matter, and I will not hate Narcissus Island, but from now on I will have no relationship with Narcissus Island, of course, In private, I'm still friends with Elder Mayor. "
Five a minute, nodded secretly.
"Yes, my parents?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"Do n’t worry, although you are no longer a disciple of Narcissus Island, I can still do something for you as an elder of Narcissus Island. Although your parents ca n’t pick them up to Narcissus Island, but I will definitely guarantee their safety. "Elder Wuyi said.
"That's good." Jian Wushuang nodded.
Jian Wushuang didn't say much to the elder Wusong, and soon broke the contact.
And just then ...
Buzzing ~~~ A faint black air stream condenses in front of Jian Wushuang, and then a blurry figure slowly appears in front of Jian Wushuang.
The breath on this fuzzy figure is very unique. A pair of weird eyes and pupils are staring at Jian Wushuang with interest at this moment.
"Old man, are you finally willing to show up?"
Jian Wushuang raised his head, and a sword-mang in his eyes was beating, which instantly turned into a swift lightning, and blasted directly towards this fuzzy figure.
The blurred figure slightly raised his hand, grabbed the lightning with his bare hands, and pinched, the lightning burst.
"Young man, don't be so irritable, and have something to say."
The faint laughter emanated from the blurry figure's mouth, and the voice was a bit old.
"What is there to say between you and me?" Jian Wu's eyes remained indifferent.
Although it was the first time he saw the blurred figure in front of him, the identity of the latter was already known to him.
Redstone Saint!
The owner of this saint's tomb is also still in the saint's tomb. He controls the consciousness of all the redstone saints in the wounded tomb.
Jian Wushuang has long guessed that the consciousness of this redstone saint has been hiding somewhere in the saint's tomb, and has been staring at everything that happened in the saint's tomb.
When he was on the trial abyss and passed the test on the eighth trial bridge, the Redstone sage presumed to be following him.
Subsequent disputes over seat orders, three seat orders appear in an area at the same time, and two orders can be said to have been delivered directly to him. At that time, sword Wushuang affirmed that it was this The purpose of the redstone saint was to give him a seat order. The purpose was to let many geniuses around him to attack him.
Because of this, it led to the subsequent killings and madness again and again, so he offended all the ancestral gates in Wusha Wasteland.
Until now, Jian Wushuang finally defeated all the threats in the saint's tomb. After no one in the saint's tomb dared to shoot at him, the redstone saint appeared in front of him.
"Boy, you were born in Wusha Wasteland, and the old man has left a lot of deeds in Wusha Wasteland. No matter how old the old man is, he can be regarded as one of your predecessors. Your tone of speech to the predecessors , Not so good. "Redstone Saint.
"Sorry, I won't be polite to someone who deliberately calculated me." Jian Wushuang said coldly.
"Calculation? The old man just gave you the seat order you wanted for nothing. Obviously it's a good intention, how can he be said to intentionally calculate you?" The redstone saint chuckled.
"I have no time to argue with you, let's be honest, what are you trying to do before you appear in front of me?" Jian Wushuang said impatiently.
He really doesn't like this Redstone saint.
"That being the case, the old man said straight away. It's very simple. The old man saw that you are very talented and has great potential, so he intends to accept you as a disciple. Do you know if you want to agree?" The redstone saint smiled.
"Take me as a disciple?" Jian Wushuang looked, and said, "You should know that what I am good at is Kendo."
"Of course I know, but I do n’t necessarily need to follow the same path to receive a disciple. The old man is not proficient in kendo, but the old man has good accomplishments on the rules of time and space. I can teach you a lot." Red Stone saint humane.
Yes, he is right. There is a lot of proficient things in a mighty undead saint.
Even if he is not good at Kendo, he is equally qualified to teach some kendo geniuses.
Someone like Jian Wushuang can no longer use genius to describe it.
It's a monster, a monster.
Even Hongshi Sheng has never seen such a terrible monster before his life.
Because of this, the Red Stone Saint has more thoughts of collecting sword Wushuang to pass on his disciples for himself.
He believes that I do n’t know who he is. Many saint-level strong men who see Jian Wushuang's strength and talent in person will also not hesitate to accept him as a disciple.