The Great Robber

Chapter 442 The True Martial Sword Down the Mountain
The next day, Qin Mengyao left alone.

Naturally, it caused a lot of discussion again, this is the first person who can stay at Murong's house for a day.

Jin Bingyun's stay didn't cause too many voices, after all, Duanlang's sentence yesterday made it very clear.

Compared with Qin Mengyao's great fame, she is also a lot worse.

Of course, since yesterday, Jin Bingyun's fame has been spreading at an extremely fast speed.

Li Daoqiang's other wife, and Cihang Jingzhai's disciple, alone are enough to be famous all over the world, let alone the combination of the two.

Time passed day by day, and the world was still full of turmoil. If you give up, I will appear on the stage, and heroes from all walks of life emerge in endlessly, each leading the way.

However, with the passage of time, the date of the battle on Lanjiang Island is getting closer and closer, and most of the powerful eyes of all the countries in China, including the places outside the pass, are gradually turning to the increasingly turbulent Jiangnan.

The wind and cloud gathering, the world's attention.

Countless people in the rivers and lakes, children of aristocratic families, and even some so-called high-ranking officials and nobles flocked to Lanjiang Island.

The day after tomorrow is not as good as a dog, but the day after tomorrow walks all over the place, ordinary masters can only shake slightly.

A top guru can create a wave.

Only the peerless strong can stir up the turmoil in this gathering of wind and clouds.

At this time, with Lanjiang Island as the center, this is the situation.

The number of martial arts people gathered at Murong's house in Seven Star Hall is also rapidly decreasing, and they rushed to Lanjiang Island one after another.

There are still seven days before the approximate period.

The moonlight was in the sky, under the bright moon, on a mountain that was not very tall.

He is still dressed in fine clothes, wearing a silver cloak, his face is as perfect as jade, and his figure is burly, with strange magic power, like a demon king who has descended into the world.

The surrounding quiet world is shrouded in his aura, and not even the moonlight can conceal its charm.

Just one glance will make everyone who sees it unforgettable.

"Master, the news is confirmed. She has entered the Murong Mansion and never came out." Quietly, Fang Yeyu came half a foot behind the figure and said respectfully.

The eyes of the devil-like figure were lightly closed, without the slightest fluctuation, as if he didn't care at all.

"Don't stare any more."

A calm and indifferent voice sounded like a ruthless and indifferent voice.

Fang Yeyu raised his brows lightly, both puzzled and angry.

That woman should belong to the master, but now...
But what puzzled him even more was why the master was so calm?
Also, the woman disappeared before, why didn't she suddenly look for her?

Too many doubts can't be solved.

But he didn't dare to ask more, and he knew that some things were beyond his ability to ask.

His thoughts turned sharply, and he responded with a respectful salute: "Yes."

Seeing that there was no movement, he took his leave, and his figure quickly disappeared.

"It seems that you are ready."

After a while, in the silence, an unusually gentle voice suddenly sounded.

There was no figure, no trace, as if it had never appeared before.

The devil-like figure opened his eyes, Pang Ban's expression remained unchanged, as if he knew it long ago, he said softly: "You are here."

"I'm here, I hope you can succeed." The unusually gentle voice sounded again.

"Naturally." Pang Ban said calmly without hesitation, as if to say another trivial matter that couldn't be more normal.

The unusually gentle voice was quiet for a few breaths before it sounded again: "Miss Cihang Jingzhai, have you given up?"

"You also care about this kind of thing?" Pang Ban said calmly.

"I don't care, but that person has become the biggest obstacle in the way, how confident are you in plotting against him?

I, and Dahan both want to know. "The gentle voice was a little more serious.

Pang Ban didn't speak, and was silent for a long while before speaking, with a hint of coldness in his tone: "I'll know when the time comes."

The gentle voice fell silent, and the atmosphere became a little depressing.

There seemed to be a silent communication going on between the two.

The silence continued, and after an unknown period of time, the world returned to normal, and the figure had disappeared.

On Wudang Mountain, which is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

Purple Sky Palace.

The tall stone statue at the top and the center is majestic and majestic, with a sword lying horizontally in its palm.

A sword that doesn't look out of the ordinary, just a little quaint.

It seemed to be there all the time, never moving.

Disciples who have been in Wudang for more than ten years will know that the sword has been left there for more than ten years and has not been touched.

And the disciples who have been in Wudang for decades will also know that the sword has been left there for decades and has not been touched.

But no matter whether the sword was moved or not, none of the disciples in Wudang dared to be disrespectful.

Even looking at him, there is only reverence.

this day.

Above the sword, a hand appeared.

It is large and does not look young, but it is unusually calm.

The palm gently stroked the blade, as if treating a friend, gently picked it up and left.

Not long after, a person walked into the empty Zixiao Temple, and his eyes swept casually.

Suddenly, his face froze, staring at the palm of the stone statue.

The body trembled slightly, as if thinking of something, emotions such as excitement, excitement, worry, heaviness, etc. flashed quickly.

Taking a deep breath, he bowed respectfully to the stone statue.

Turn around and look outside the hall.

The excitement has not yet calmed down.

Looking at the endless mountains and rivers outside the main hall, I just feel surging.

Master has gone down the mountain!
The real martial arts sword has also gone down the mountain!
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There are still two days left before the duel.

Murong's house.

Li Daoqiang left with a few figures.

At this time, all the martial artists around Murong's family had disappeared.

"Big master, this is the person who made the latest discovery." On the road not long after he left, Duanlang came quickly and presented a list to Li Daoqiang respectfully.

Li Daoqiang took it and took a look.

Heavenly Sword Song Que.

Wu Zun Bi Xuan.

Cai Lin, the master of Yijian.

The evil spirit is as fierce as the sea.

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The names of more than a dozen peerless powerhouses are listed on it.

The people who came were getting more and more lively.

Li Daoqiang smiled with interest, broke the list casually, and looked towards the direction of Lanjiang Island.

A faint wave of excitement and anticipation flashed through.

He has been waiting for a long time.

With strides, it seems to cross mountains and rivers.

A few people behind quickly followed.

Block the river island.

This is not a well-known existence. Originally, it was a little famous because of the Nujiao Gang, and until today, its name has been spread all over the world.

The island itself is still not surprising, and what is surprising is who has come and what is to come.

this day.

On the endless river, a small boat appeared.

Like a switch was turned on.

Small boats, big boats, trees, willow branches and other various means of crossing the river appeared one after another on the river surface, densely packed, like ants gathering together, and going to the central island together.

Thousands of boats compete for the current, as if crossing the river, it is shocking.

(Chapter 1, also.)
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(End of this chapter)