Chapter 482

The woman in purple stared at the white haired man and suddenly said, "Your Excellency should be the seething sword Nantian in the Qingdong realm?"

"Jian Nantian?"

There was an immediate commotion among those Kendo fighters around.

"It's him!"

"It is said that he killed all the three sworn brothers of the Duke of blood peak, which made the Duke of blood peak very angry. Now the Duke of blood peak is looking for him all over the world."

"I also heard, and I heard that the blood peak prince also spread news, but whoever can send the head of the sword to him, will be rewarded with a magic weapon!"

"No wonder, no wonder the three lords just couldn't help but want to kill him. It was a Taoist magic weapon, not to mention the reward of the blood peak prince. Only the sword in Nantian's own hand also had a Taoist magic weapon, and it was a long sword!"

"In other words, if you can kill him, you can get two magic soldiers at one time!"

"Tut Tut, I really admire him. He was so miserable that he swaggered to participate in the Kendo conference of Jiangu in this town. Among the seventy-two princes, the princes of Xuefeng are said to be in the second place, much stronger than other princes."

"If I had offended the blood peak prince, I would have hid in a corner long ago, or simply left China and became a local emperor in those outer continents."

A lot of discussion.

There was also an exclamation in the discussion.

There are many strong swordsmen who have heard of jiannantian. Even those who have not heard of it, after this discussion, they soon learned that when they learned that killing jiannantian can get two Taoist magic soldiers at one time, these strong swordsmen's eyes on jiannantian became extremely hot.

"Father."

Jian Wushuang was surprised to see the white haired man on the eaves.

The white haired man, no one else, is his father Jian Nantian!

It has been five years since he separated from his father in Nanyang. Now he has seen him again in China.

On the eaves, the white haired man Jian Nantian, who was named, was still drinking alone, indifferent, as if the people around him were not themselves at all.

Seeing this, the woman in purple was not angry, but smiled and said, "since you were forced to do it, then do it."

With that, the woman in purple looked around again, and the cold voice echoed in the whole Zhenjian valley.

"Everyone, but anyone who can enter this Zhenjian Valley is a guest invited by my Lord. Since it is a guest, please pay attention to your identity. During the Kendo conference, whoever dares to fight in Zhenjian Valley is an enemy of my Lord!"

Hearing this, the strong swordsmen around jumped in their hearts one by one, and the enthusiasm in their eyes slowly converged for a few minutes.

That's right. After all, this is the place of the Lord Su Ming. It's obviously to refute the face of the Lord Su Ming.

Of course, they are only temporarily restrained, but no one can stop the temptation of the two armed magic soldiers. Now they are afraid of the Lord Su Ming, but once the Kendo conference is over, it will not be necessary when Jian Nantian leaves Zhenjian valley.

"Well, tomorrow's Kendo conference will really start. You'd better go back and have a good rest." The woman in purple said a word, and then she took people with her and left first.

Those strong swordsmen around, without hesitation, began to disperse one after another.

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

"You two, go back first. I have something else to do." The sword is unparalleled but said.

"Oh?" Lord hunjian looked at Jian Wushuang in surprise, but without asking more, he left with Lord Tianming.

Soon, the whole Zhenjian valley became calm again.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the moonlight shone on the earth, making the ground suffused with a faint silver light.

On the eaves, against the moonlight, jiannantian sat there alone, drinking wine, his shadow lengthened, and his silver hair fluttered in the wind, with an indescribable ethereal meaning.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Jian Nantian, who has been drinking wine, turned around. When he saw Jian Wushuang, he finally showed a smile on his face, which was indifferent from beginning to end and had no emotion at all.

"Father." The sword speaks softly.

"Come and sit down." Jiannantian threw a pot of wine to jianwushuang, "come and have a drink with me."

Jian Wushuang didn't hesitate. As a result, after the wine pot, he sat down in front of Jian Nantian.

"Haven't seen you for several years, have you grown a lot?" Jian Nantian looked at Jian Wushuang and said with a faint smile.

"Fortunately, compared with your father, it's a little worse." Jian Wushuang laughed.

Jian Wushuang is very clear that he has made great progress over the years. Up to now, he is barely the first strong man in China, but he is indeed worse than Jian Nantian.

Just now, Jian Nantian's sad and beautiful sword, unparalleled sword is ashamed.

"Now, without the help of external forces, with all my strength, 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 and two high lords with one sword, but it is far from enough." Sword unparalleled secret way.

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

"No." Jian Wushuang smiled.

"The holy palace, is it out?" Jian Nantian asked.

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

"Oh?" Jiannantian raised his eyebrows, "that is to say, after I left, it took you only two years to destroy the holy palace. Yes, it's a lot faster than I expected."

"That's." Sword peerless smiled.

Father and son were drinking and talking under the moonlight.

Jian Wushuang is generally indifferent in front of people, and only in front of his friends will he be more enthusiastic, but now he is completely open around his father, and he even talks with some childishness.

Jian Nantian is indifferent to anyone. He never cares about anyone or anything. He has always only himself and the sword in his hand, but the unparalleled sword in his heart is more important than himself and his sword.

"By the way, father, just now they were saying that you offended the blood peak prince? What's the matter?" Jian Wushuang suddenly asked.

"Blood peak prince?" Jian Nantian smiled, "this blood peak Prince is not afraid. What really needs to be cared about is Su Ming."

"Su Ming?" Sword peerless expression immediately became dignified.

"Sure enough, is Su Ming the traitor of Jianzu?"

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