All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

ps: The next three volumes of World No. 1, Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, and Storm are about the origin of Shimen.

Yunmiao Mountain is the holy land for swordsmen in the world.

The fifth heavenly grandson of Tianwaitian lives here.

This fifth-day grandson has an extremely glorious past. He is the owner of Jueqing Villa, a tyrant of Jueqing and Jueyi, and a top master second only to Tiedan Shenhou and Undefeated Naughty Boy. If you want to become his true disciple and learn his ruthless killing, you must be ruthless, ruthless, merciful, loving, and close friends. He must kill seven friends in a row within seven years.

He was originally the most famous swordsman in the world, but no one could have imagined that his true disciple Gui Hai, who was better than his master in swordsmanship, would defeat the best swordsman in the world in only seven years without even practicing the true Heartless Slash. knife.

From then on, Ba Dao's reputation was tarnished and became a joke in the world. Jueqing Villa has been defeated since then, and there is no more tyrant in the world, only one living fruit seller.

It wasn't until the first Tianzun of Tianwaitian set foot in the Jianghu and invited the fruit seller to join Tianwaitian that everyone knew that Ba Dao was not as weak and powerless as the Jianghu people rumored, but that he was hiding his power and biding his time.

If it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

With one slash, he dominates the world.

During the expansion of Tianwaitian, Ba Dao demonstrated his sword skills that dominate the world.

Among the famous sword masters in the world, very few can block his three moves. No, to be more precise, with one strike, the opponent would be split into two bloody corpses.

But when the situation in Tianwaitian was achieved, the fifth-day grandson hid in Yunmiao Mountain and ignored the affairs of the world.

People in the arena involuntarily. From time to time, swordsman masters came to challenge the world's best swordsman, but unfortunately, there was no other ending than a gruesome corpse rolling down the cliff.

In the thatched cottage of Yunmiao Mountain, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt sat cross-legged, with a long black sheath knife on his waist. He had his eyes closed and his expression was peaceful. No one could have imagined that this was the ruthless fifth-day grandson who had killed countless people in the world and shed blood in rivers.

Ba Dao suddenly looked stern, held the long sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Since your Excellency is here, why hide."

"Haha." Amidst the clear laughter, the snow-white sword light came from outside the courtyard. The stone wall shattered like tofu pieces, and there was a continuous sound of cracking on the hard ground, with cracks cracking inch by inch. The entire thatched cottage was buzzing and trembling in the light of the sword, as if it might collapse at any time.

Ba Dao's eyes narrowed and he ducked to avoid the sword light. Looking closely, I saw a thin young man walking into the thatched cottage. He had a delicate appearance, short ear-length hair, and a wanton and public smile on his face. What is striking is that in the young man's hand is actually dragging a long knife that is as tall as him, with a cold light.

Ba Dao's face was solemn. The thin young man stood simply, but there was a wave of knife intention all over his body venting in all directions, as if he was not a human being, but a sword, a magic sword that dominated the world and destroyed the world.

In addition to this young man, there was also a middle-aged Taoist priest who stepped into the thatched hut. He was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk, with three long beards under his chin, a fairy-like Taoist spirit, a smiling appearance, and he looked easy to talk to.

But when he saw this Taoist priest, Ba Dao's heart became heavier. He had only felt the breath of a thin young man before, but this middle-aged Taoist priest, even standing in front of him, felt like nothingness. There is no existence, no up and down, no left and right.

"It's so murderous. It seems like I don't know the two of you." Ba Dao said with a solemn expression. The lean young man said: "Are you the fifth heavenly grandson?"

Ba Dao said: "It's me."

"That's right! Die!" The thin young man grinned, showing his white teeth.

He suddenly rose up and slashed the sky with his long knife, causing the sound of wind and thunder. The light of the sword was wrapped with fierce energy, and it suddenly slashed down towards the tyrant sword.

Ba Dao felt locked by a majestic sword intention, squeezing over like a tide. Before the knife arrived, all the bones in his body were rattling. He shouted suddenly, the true energy in his body burst out violently, and he slashed out with his sword.

when!

The two swords clashed, and the energy exploded in mid-air. Ba Dao was so shocked that he stepped back repeatedly, with a look of horror on his face. This young man looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his skills are so powerful and profound.

"It's good to be able to block my blow." The thin young man chuckled, turned his figure, and the sword light rolled like a dragon, seeming to swallow everything. The boiling air swirled with the light of the sword and merged into the blade, as if the sword was even more powerful.

Ba Dao took several steps back, his figure moved around, but he still could not really avoid the light of the sword. He gritted his teeth and swung the long knife like thunder. At the moment when he swung the knife, all the emotions such as surprise, cowardice, and fear in his expression disappeared, and his face was as cold as ice that has not melted for thousands of years.

Kill ruthlessly.

He integrated all his emotions into the long knife. As the two knives clashed together again, the energy exploded, and the released energy sent waves of air flying wildly, sending sand and rocks flying. The thatched cottage kept shaking, making people worry that it might collapse at any time.

Dang Dang Dang!

Immediately afterwards, two sword lights entangled together. As the two of them fought, the swords flashed freely and the swords were wanton, and the thatched cottage finally collapsed with a roar.

Ba Dao's face was slightly pale, and he suddenly discovered that this thin young man's sword skills were not only powerful and overbearing, but also had the power of thunder in every blow, and he was good at changing it.

What's even more frightening is that Ba Dao can sense that the opponent is just playing with a cat and a mouse, and does not attack with all his strength. The dense murderous intention is hidden in the light of the sword. And once this murderous intention unfolds, the force of the sword will inevitably erupt like a volcano, completely submerging himself in it, leaving no one alive.

"There is such a master in this world, I'm afraid that the First Heavenly Lord may not be able to defeat him." Ba Dao's mind turned, and he slashed out with another knife. With the power of this knife, his body swept back and turned into A bolt of lightning rushed down the mountain. "The origins of these two guys are mysterious. There are no such two masters in the world, and they have an aura similar to that of the First Heavenly Lord. Could it be that... they are also the so-called Tianwaitian, Tianwaiguo?"

The thin boy did not pursue him, but looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Don't worry," the middle-aged Taoist priest said with a smile, and there was a yellow talisman in his hand. He muttered something in his mouth, and the yellow talisman turned into a ray of light, rose into the air, and extended into a semicircular yellow cover, covering a hundred meters in radius.

Ba Dao naturally also discovered the yellow cover. While performing Qing Kung Fu, he slashed at the yellow cover in front of him with a knife, but he only felt a pain in the palm of his hand. Although a small hole was left on the cover, it closed in an instant.

"Sun on the fifth day, accept your fate. Today next year will be your memorial day." The thin young man dragged the knife with a smile on his face and approached the sword step by step.

...(End of chapter)