final catastrophe

Chapter 513 13. Gathering of Heroes
Xiao Bufan gritted his teeth and trembled.

Huo Zhezi had already been lit, and the girl in purple skirt was startled when she saw this appearance, and then comforted: "Young Master Xiao, you don't need to blame yourself, there is nothing you can do about it."

Xiao Bufan shook off her hand suddenly, and then ran deeper into the dark cave, he must get the inheritance of the sword god!

Why, others can do it.

Can't he, Xiao Bufan?

Why?
Why? ?

Furious, he dug his fingers into his palms, ignoring the pain.

"Young Master Xiao, Young Master Xiao"

Gong Wan yelled behind her.

Gong Ying sighed
Fluttering in white clothes, heroic and valiant, they are just flowers living in a greenhouse.
Compared with that man.

The bearded and downcast figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

Are you really a knife god?

But just by being inattentive, the little girl has already run out, and followed that Young Master Xiao into the darkness.

Gong Ying was startled, "Little sister, come back."

But the flickering fire could only reveal the complicated passages in the huge tomb. Gong Ying just turned a few turns and saw a maze-like fork in the road.

She can no longer find the two people who got separated.

As for Xiao Bufan's other two guards, they began to search for their young master, but Gong Ying had no choice but to accompany them.

the other side.

Meng Fengqing and Xia Yueming still did not stop attacking.

Standing opposite the two was a mysterious man wrapped in a black robe, but through fighting, the boy who had served Meng Aiwan, Xia Ji, and Sima Jia's three generations of teachers had already recognized the identity of the man.

The apostle of the Black Snake Sect!
"Evil, eat me with a sword!"

Meng Fengqing's sword eyebrows are drawn into his temples, and his appearance is very similar to that of a hero who walks the rivers and lakes on the right path. His swordsmanship is upright and majestic, with hidden Tai Chi, and there is absolutely no desperate extreme.

Xia Yueming imitated Xia Ji's sword, Hu Yue's long sword.

Therefore, when a knife is sent out, it is always like the sky hooking the crescent moon, taking a strange path.

With one sword and one knife, one straight and one strange, the two cooperated tacitly. Although the apostle of the Black Snake Church was powerful, he was helpless against the two of them, and the battle ended in a draw.

Meng Fengqing, Xia Yueming has not been out of the rivers and lakes for a long time, and it is enough to be proud of this achievement!

Tai Chi Sword.

Acacia knife.

Taishang is ruthless, sword is ruthless, and a gentleman is always ruthless.

Lovesickness becomes a knife, the knife is ecstasy, and you can do whatever you want.

The swords of the two of them coincided with God's will, and gradually suppressed the apostle of the Black Snake Church.

Finally, at a certain intersection, the knife went down and cut through the apostle's abdomen, leaving behind gurgling blood. The apostle turned around and left without fighting.

The apostle of the Black Snake Church moved extremely fast, and between the rabbit's ups and downs, he was rushing into the darkness behind him.

The two walked a few steps, but found that there were many forks in the road, so they stopped.

"There seems to be a wild woman out there."

Meng Fengqing had just won the victory, and he held the long sword upside down, proud as snow and graceful.

Xia Yueming had already turned around and ran outside.

"Hey, what are you in such a hurry for?"

Meng Fengqing hadn't finished playing cool, and found that the only audience was gone, so he hurriedly asked to stay.

But there was a voice from afar, "The headmaster is here, I'll go and see!"

There was joy in the voice, besides joy, it was joy.

but.
Maybe there is still a trace of missing that no one can hear.

Missing becomes a knife, and a knife urges people to grow old.

After several twists and turns, when I finally arrived at the entrance of the cave, I saw that the three forks at the entrance were all full of knight-errants.

It's just that no one dared to go one step further.

Suddenly, someone noticed the footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, he saw it was Qingfengmingyue.

Then he hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, make way, the two young heroes from Wudang are here."

"Ah, the two young heroes are here, there is hope!"

"Quickly, quickly, make way for the two of you to go first."

The knights in the rivers and lakes immediately separated. In the bustling road, Meng Fengqing only felt refreshed, and said via voice transmission: "Junior Sister, I didn't expect that we would be so welcomed and worshiped."

Xia Yueming spat and said, "You idiot."

Meng Fengqing said: "Junior Sister, it's your fault for swearing. I know you and I have never dealt with each other since we were young, but we are away from home, after all, we represent the image of Wudang, every word and deed."

Xia Mingyue said: "Stupid."

Meng Fengqing said: "Junior Sister, if you say that, I will have a good reason with you."

Xia Mingyue said: "Stop reasoning, let's talk about it after surviving."

The two have come to an end.

Looking up at the end, the girl is elegant, her face is extremely beautiful, she is so beautiful that she is not human, the rain is flowing against her body, and her sword is flying.

Stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, it shows the beauty of blood.

Unfortunately, it is a hunchback.

"gorgeous."

Meng Fengqing's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Xia Mingyue said: "Yes, her sword is really beautiful."

"She really doesn't look like a witch. How can a witch read poetry?"

"She is paying homage."

Xia Mingyue responded casually, but her eyes looked out of the tomb.

His eyes followed the deep hole through the hunchbacked girl, and looked towards the other side of the cliff.

She could only vaguely make out a figure, who was holding the wooden pillar at the end of the bridge with his hands, supporting his straight back.

Behind is the firmament.

It is the vastness overflowing with autumn rain.

The boundless red clouds, the boundless mountain road, the boundless gray after withering.

He was heavy and lonely, standing alone on the other side of the cliff.

"Headmaster."

Xia Mingyue held the handle of the knife upside down and murmured.

On the other side, the red-haired girl and the knife Buddha holding a long knife also came out from another fork.

The two had a very good line of sight, but when they looked up, they saw the down-and-out man on the other side of the suspension bridge.

just him.
Is it the sword god?
Or a fool in a daze on the road to Shu?
They've heard of the latter, so some can't tell the difference between the former.

Slowly, several other people came forward one after another from the other forks.

At the entrance of the cave ahead, a hunchbacked girl is reciting poems.

"This woman is very strong." The man dressed in red and wearing a bronze headband carried a knife on his back, his skin was light red, and he clenched his fists and stared proudly ahead.

"Yes, it seems that we need to work together." On one side was a tall, thin man in white with squinted eyes and gray hair.

The man with light red complexion said: "Brother Lian, wait a minute, how can we move first at this time, just wait."

The tall and thin man in white was about to step out, but when he heard this, he nodded, and then he had no intention of standing out.

At this time, the masters were all in the same mind.

No one wants to go first.

The weak look forward to the strong.

Powerful expects others to test and consume first.

This is the rivers and lakes.

Only a melon like Meng Fengqing, who was coaxed into blood, but fortunately Xia Yueming poured cold water on him with two words of "stupid", otherwise he would have no idea how he died.

This arena.

Never chic.

Nor does it belong to white clothes.

"The difficulty of the road to Shu is that it is difficult to go up to the blue sky, and look sideways to the west!"

The hunchbacked girl had finished her last sentence, she slowly raised her head, restrained by her hunchback, and looked up at the heroes at the three intersections in the cemetery with a suppressed and contemptuous attitude.

"I hope everyone will remember that the one who sent you to hell is the descendant of Dugu Sword God, Dugu Chen."

After saying this, she went to a banquet as if following the long wind.

Thousands of sword qi accompanied him.

Everyone, there is no escape, no place to hide.

Only fight! !
(End of this chapter)