Chapter 657

But the two or four of them dropped their heads and said with guilt, "master, they are all disciples. They are stupid and feel sorry for the teacher's teaching."

The sword God said with a bitter smile: "it's not your fault. Everyone's chances are different. There's no need to blame himself. Your strength has already been regarded as a first-class master in the river and lake. It's because of you that Jianzong has become more and more famous. "

"Jianzong is famous for its master."

"What's the use of a bare commander?" The sword God said to himself, "well, don't say these words. Sword two, these two days, you lead Ling Yue and Ning fan to walk around in the sword clan. If they don't understand anything, please explain it to them carefully. "

"Yes."

"Step back."

When the four left, the sword God slowly closed his eyes and began to heal.

This time, his injury was unprecedented. Before that, he closed the door to the most critical moment. This time, he closed the door to make a greater breakthrough. He felt something, but could not grasp it.

He felt that it was very important. If he realized it, there would be another world. But at the most important juncture, he has been looking for that glimmer of dawn, Ling Yue came.

For the pursuit of martial arts and the missing of his daughter, he was in a dilemma, because he knew that if he missed this opportunity, the dawn might never come.

Finally, he chose his daughter and gave up the pursuit of martial arts, which is a great sacrifice for many people who are obsessed with martial arts, but the sword God doesn't care. For his daughter, he is willing to give up everything.

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The next day, Jianzong was calm. Ning fan and Ling Yue had a rough tour of Jianzong under the leadership of Jianer.

The pavilions and pavilions in Jianzong have been handed down for hundreds of years, with a strong historical flavor and a taste of ancient simplicity and solemnity.

Ning fan was deeply impressed by the bamboo grove beside Tiesuo bridge, so he casually mentioned: "sword two, when I went up the mountain, I saw a bamboo grove standing up by Tiesuo bridge, piercing the sky, just like a sharp sword. The scenery is really beautiful."

Jian er's face changed slightly and said, "that bamboo forest is called Jian Lin, which has been handed down for hundreds of years. It's said that it was planted by the founder of the mountain. But we can't understand why it's called Jian Lin, and we haven't found many strange things."

"Sword forest?" Ning fan frowns and remembers the strange feeling of walking in the bamboo forest. He always thinks that there is something strange in the bamboo forest, but it seems that the people of Jianzong don't know. He can give up bitterly.

During this time, Ning fan asked about the status of the sword God. Jian er said that he didn't need to worry. Master was healing. But the color of worry between his eyebrows is still strong, Ning fan's heart is clear, it seems that the sword God's injury is quite serious.

This day passed quickly, and Ling Yue's mood relaxed a lot. Although she didn't say much, she walked in and out of the Jianzong with their steps, feeling what she should have felt many years ago.

She gradually found herself in love with this place, quiet and elegant, suitable for feeling swordsmanship.

During the tour, she remembered the secret road in the back mountain, so she told Jianer truthfully. Jianer asked Jiansan to check it, and finally sealed the secret Road, because she was afraid that another villain would sneak into Jianzong by chance.

The fish belly white gradually rose to the sky, this night, everyone did not sleep so deep, because this is the night before the war, do not rule out the enemy attack in the dark.

It's getting brighter and the enemy's trace hasn't appeared yet. Obviously, the enemy doesn't intend to attack in the dark. They want to attack openly.

As soon as everyone had breakfast, they came to the city tower in front of the Mountain Gate early, overlooking the magnificent scenery at the foot of Luofu Mountain.

The mountains are quiet and the woods are secluded. From time to time, there are birds singing and singing, showing their vitality.

But all of them have no leisure to enjoy the beautiful scene, they look dignified, looking into the distance, watching any wind and grass.

The sword God stepped on the steps to the tower.

Sword two several people quickly turn round to greet, concern ground shout a way: "master, how did you come?"? Let the disciples do this. "

The spirit of the sword God was much better, and his face was ruddy. He was still wearing a white gown, but his blood was no longer there. His hair was flying in the wind and he wanted to be immortal.

"I want to see who captured my disciple." The sword God said faintly, and his eyes stayed on Ling Yue's face.

Ling Yue's eyes and he just turned around and looked at the foot of the mountain. Obviously, her heart is still not ready to accept him.

The sword God didn't think so. He nodded to Ning fan and said, "Ning fan, are you still in the habit of living?"

Ning fan arched his hand and said, "master Jianshen, everything is well. It's really troublesome for you to bother me here."

"Well, you've worked so hard to come here for Ling Yue. I'm very grateful for that. You can take Jianzong as your home and live as long as you want." The sword God said kindly.

"I've learned what you said. I'll go back to the south of Sichuan when it's over."

Ling Yue smell speech, involuntarily looking at Ning fan, face flashed complex and not give up.

The sword God, Jinjin with fire eyes, saw all this in his eyes. He laughed and didn't say much.

The sky has also slowly ascended the sky, golden eyes scattered on the Luofu Mountain. All of a sudden, a black spot appeared in the center of the round red sun, and then the black spot gradually became larger.

Finally, as if the red sun had fallen from nine days, it rushed straight to the gate of Jianzong mountain.

The red sun sets nine days, which is shocking.

People can clearly feel the powerful aura.

The black spot had reached the front of the city tower, and it was clearly visible that it was a huge branch, coming straight forward with unparalleled momentum.

come with evil intent!

The people of Jianzong would not watch the branch break through the gate, so Jianer jumped down from the tower like Mirs.

The sword flashed.

Whoa!

This is the sound of the steel sword piercing into the wood. The figure of sword two quickly passes through the middle of the branch, and then the branch breaks and becomes pieces of broken wood, which falls in front of the city gate.

Jian er's eyes are like torches. He stares at the front tightly, and his heart is full of ups and downs. Just then, he felt a terrible force.

This branch is flying from the foot of the mountain, so far away, but its power is still strong, which is enough to show how terrible the strength of the person throwing this branch is.

Other people also saw this and looked more dignified. It seemed that this man was not lucky to be able to catch the sword. He had the ability of real sword and real gun.

"Roar!"

A long roar came from the foot of the mountain, and it was getting closer and closer. The howl was full of breathtaking evil spirit, like the roar of a god of death crawling out of hell before harvesting his life.

Everyone held their breath and smelled out many things from this howling. This man's strength is really terrible.