Legend of Swordsman Chapter 482: Father and son

The woman in purple gazed at the white-haired man, and suddenly said, "Your Excellency should be the jealous sword Nantian who passed from the Qing Dynasty to the East?"

"Jiannantian?"

There was an immediate commotion among the Kendo warriors around.

"It turned out to be him!"

"It is said that he beheaded all the three worshiping brothers of the prince Xuefeng, which made the prince Xuefeng furious. The prince Xuefeng is now looking for him all over the world."

"I have heard of it, and I heard that the Blood King prince also sent news, but whoever can bring the head of this sword Nantian to him, appreciate the magic of soldiers!"

"No wonder, no wonder that the three lords just couldn't help but want to kill him, but that is a Taoist soldier, and not to mention the reward of the Blood Peak prince, only the sword Nantian has a handle in his own hands. Taoist soldiers and swords! "

"That is to say, if you can kill him, you can get two magic weapons in one go!"

"Well, I really admire him. He has the most miserable blood of the princes of the blood peaks, so unexpectedly he came to participate in the Kendo Conference in this town of sword valley. It is said that they are ranked second, far more than other princes. "

"If I had offended the Blood Peak prince, I would have hid in a corner long ago, or simply left Shenzhou and went to the outside continent to be the emperor."

Discussion.

There is also a marvel in the discussion.

A lot of Kendo powerhouses have heard of Jian Nantian, even those who have never heard of it. After this argument, I will soon know that when I learn to kill Jian Nantian, I can do it once. After the **** got two handles, these swordsmen's eyes turned to Jian Nantian's eyes became extremely hot.

"Father."

Jian Wushuang was surprised to look at the white-haired man on the eaves.

The white-haired man is not someone else, it is his father Jian Nantian!

At the beginning, he and his father were separated on the Nanyang continent. It has now been five years, and now in this state of China, I finally saw him again.

On the eaves, the named white-haired man Jian Nantian still drank the wine alone, indifferent, as if those around him were not themselves.

Seeing this, the woman in Ziyi was not upset, but smiled: "Since your Excellency was forced to do nothing, do it."

After speaking, the woman in purple clothes looked around again, and the cold voice resounded in the whole sword valley of the town.

"Everyone who can enter this town of Sword Valley is a guest invited by my adult. Since they are guests, please pay attention to your identity. During the Kendo Conference, no matter who you are, dare to be in the town Tanichi took the shot, and that was the enemy of my family! "

After hearing this, the surrounding Kendo powerhouses jumped inside one by one, and the enthusiasm in their eyes also slowly converged.

Yes, this is the place where the Supreme Commander is after all. The shot here is obviously a refutation of the face of the Supreme Commander.

Of course, they only converge for a while, but the temptations of the two sacred soldiers ca n’t be blocked by everyone. Now they are worried that the Lord Su Xing is afraid to shoot. After Nantian left Zhenjian Valley, it may not be necessary.

"Okay, the Kendo Convention tomorrow will really start. Let ’s go back and take a good rest." The woman in Ziyi said something, and then she took the person and left first.

The Kendo powerhouses around did not hesitate and began to disperse.

"Let's go back, too," said Lord Hunjian.

"Two, you go back first, I still have something to do." Jian Wushuang said.

"Oh?" Lord Hunjian looked surprised at Jian Wushuang, but didn't ask much, and left with Tianming Lord.

Soon, the entire town of Sword Valley becomes calm again.

Haoyue is empty, and the moonlight illuminates the earth, making the ground faint silver.

On the eaves, under the moonlight, Jian Nantian sat there alone, drinking wine, the shadow stretched, and his silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, with an indescribable meaning.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Jian Nantian, who has been drinking, turned around. When he saw Jian Wushuang, he was indifferent from the beginning to the end, with no emotion at all, and finally a smile appeared.

"Father." Jian Wushuang said softly.

"Come and sit down." Jian Nantian just took a moment and threw a pot of wine to Jian Wushuang, "Come with me for a drink."

Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate. After the hip flask, he sat down in front of Jian Nantian.

"I haven't seen it for a few years, have you grown a lot?" Jian Nantian smiled at Jian Wushuang, chuckling.

"It's okay, it's a little worse than your father." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Jiang Wushuang knows very well that he has made great progress in recent years. He is barely the first strongman in Divine Land, but compared to Jian Nantian, he is indeed worse.

Jian Nantian's beautiful sword was just as shameless as Jian Wushuang.

"I do n’t have to resort to external forces and go all out. I may be able to compete with a high lord, but if I want to be like my father, I will kill a top lord plus two high lords with one sword. To be far behind. "Jian Wushuang secretly said.

"I thought it would take at least ten years to see you again, but now, it should be less than five years, right?" Jiannan Tiandao.

"No," Jian Wushuang smiled.

"That Holy Palace, is it extinct?" Jian Nantian asked.

"Three years ago, it was gone." Jian Wushuang replied.

"Oh?" Jiannan Tian frowned. "That is to say, after I left, it took you only two years to destroy the Holy Palace. Yes, it is much faster than I expected. . "

"That's it." Jian Wushuang smiled.

Father and son, just under the moonlight, drinking and talking.

Jian Wushuang is generally indifferent in front of people. He is only enthusiastic in front of his friends, but now he is completely beside his father, and he even carries some childishness when speaking.

Jian Nantian is very indifferent in front of anyone. He never puts his heart on anyone or anything. He always only has the sword in his own hands, but Jian Wushuang is in his heart, but he is better than himself. The sword is more important.

"Yes, father, they just said you offended the Blood Peak prince? What's going on?" Jian Wushuang asked suddenly.

"Blood Peak Prince?" Jian Nantian smiled slightly. "This Blood Peak Prince is not afraid. What really needs to be concerned is the fate."

"Su Ming?" Jian Wushuang's expression immediately became dignified.

"Sure enough, Su Ming, is that traitor in the vein of the sword ancestor?"

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