One person and one sword, against the background of gunpowder smoke and sunset, they walked slowly toward the city head.

Bu Jingyun frowned slightly, and then energy flowed around his body, his eyes fixed on the uninvited guest who came with a sword.

"Uncle?!"

On the other hand, Dugu Ming's eyes were full of ecstasy when he saw the swordsman.

As long as this person is willing to take action, what is the difference between these tigers and wolves of the Tianxiahui and the chickens and dogs?

Even the famous God of Death who doesn’t cry is definitely no match for this person!

The person who came was none other than Dugu Ming's uncle, the Sword Master Dugu Jian.

Looking at the shattered Wushuang City, there was no wave in Dugu Jian's bright eyes.

It seemed like this Wushuang City had nothing to do with him at all.

He raised his head and glanced slightly at Bu Jingyun who was standing on the top of the city. Not only did Dugu Jian's eyes not have any murderous intent, but there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Uncle, avenge my Wushuang City!"

Dugu Ming rolled and crawled down the city, crawling at the swordsman's feet, crying miserably.

As an uncle, Dugu Jian was not even interested in taking a look at his nephew.

Turn around and draw your sword...

But instead of facing Bu Jingyun on the top of the city, he slashed with his sword towards the place where the iron pillars were originally erected outside the city.

boom!

The fierce sword energy instantly lifted up the ground by more than several feet. The soil and bricks were scattered by the sword energy, and smoke and dust filled the sky.

Bu Jingyun frowned slightly, and Dugu Ming was even more confused.

Does this uncle have bad eyesight?

Why didn't you take action against the hawks and dogs of the Tianxiahui, but instead slashed at the empty ground with your sword?

"Bah! Bah..."

Just when everyone was confused by Dugu Jian's actions, a burst of curses came from the smoke and dust in the sky.

After the dust cleared, a shirtless Zhao Yu walked out carrying two little guys who were still unconscious.

"Senior Brother Yun?"

When Nie Feng walked out of the smoke, he first saw Bu Jingyun standing on the top of the city.

…

Zhao Yuqiang's inner breath supported the Golden Bell Dharmakaya to break through the abyss.

But after all, there were more than seventy feet underground and there were countless falling rocks, so even he felt it was a bit overwhelming.

Still, at the last moment, the soil above their heads was lifted about two feet from the outside, and they successfully escaped.

But as soon as they came out, the expressions of the few people who were lucky enough to survive suddenly changed drastically.

The entire Wushuang City was filled with smoke.

Looking at that cool figure standing on the top of the city, any fool would know what happened.

Wushuang City was really captured by the Tianxiahui...

"I can wait for you for two hours."

Lonely Jian looked at the people walking out of the smoke and then said something meaningless.

Everyone didn't know why, only Zhao Yu knew it.

The two hours were what Dugu Jian wanted him to use to adjust his breathing.

"Must be beaten?"

Zhao Yu scratched his head and looked at Dugu Jian standing with a sword.

How come these martial arts masters all look the same?

"In the final analysis, I am a member of the Dugu family after all. As long as I don't die, they won't even be able to take a step into Wushuang City!"

Dugujian stared at Zhao Yu and said lightly.

And when Zhao Yu heard this sentence, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle, you finally..."

Dugu Ming on the side almost burst into tears when he heard what the Sword Master said.

This uncle of his has been obsessed with kendo since he was a child, and would even give up his own wife for the sake of the sword.

It is basically impossible for him to use his sword for Wushuang City now.

But what the Sword Master said to Zhao Yu just now was clearly to stand up for Wushuang City.

However, it turned out that Dugu Ming thought too much.

From the beginning to the end of Dugujian, let alone Wushuang City, even his own nephew didn't even take a look.

"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!"

Zhao Yu turned around, looked at Dugu Jian in front of him, and said seriously.

Not to mention other people, even Meng on the side was slightly startled when Zhao Yu said these words.

The Zhao Yu at this moment was completely different from the Zhao Yu she knew before.

Everyone slowly retreated, leaving the open space at the city gate to Zhao Yu and Dugu Jian.

"Two hours..."

Dugu Jian looked at Zhao Yu and then closed his eyes slightly.

"No need!"

Zhao Yu didn't seem to appreciate it, he raised one hand slightly, and a cold-edged Xiuchun knife appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Um?"

Dugu Jian frowned at first, and then looked at the long knife in Zhao Yu's hand again.

Embroidered spring knife!

For ordinary martial arts warriors, the Xiuchun Dao given by the inner court is not bad.

But compared to the unparalleled sword in his hand, it couldn't help but look a little shabby.

It's not like Zhao Yu doesn't have magical weapons.

It's just that Zhao Yu understands that today's sword master is the first master in this world that he doesn't want to kill but must die!

The sword master fought with him for the sword in his hand.

And he accepted the sword master's duel because he wanted to fulfill a crazy long-cherished wish!

Whoosh!

The Sword Master is by no means an indecisive person. He gave Zhao Yu time to adjust his breath. If Zhao Yu abandoned it, don't blame him for taking advantage of others' danger.

A sword energy swept out from the top of his head and shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, Zhao Yu took a step back, the blade of the embroidered spring knife in his hand was facing upward, slightly raised.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

In an instant, countless sword energy rushed from the nine heavens, falling like rain on the earth!

The embroidered spring sword in Zhao Yu's hand suddenly erupted with a dazzling sword light. As the blade moved, all the sword energy that was densely packed like raindrops was dispersed.

"Kenpachi!"

Wushuang's sword moves, and the sharp sword energy is everywhere.

On top of Wushuang City, Bu Jingyun, who originally had a stern expression, stepped forward when everyone could no longer restrain themselves from retreating.

A pair of cold eyes stared at the sharp sword energy appearing in all directions.

Not everyone is qualified to see the sword master's holy swordsmanship.

Bu Jingyun carries a blood feud and will never miss an opportunity.

When he was young, he was lucky enough to see the last move of Wuming performing an inexplicable sword technique. He, who was not familiar with martial arts at the time, learned it almost immediately after just watching it once.

One can imagine how terrifying Bu Jingyun's martial arts talent is.

At this moment, the sword master exerts his Holy Spirit Sword Technique with all his strength, which may be quite shocking to others, but for Bu Jingyun, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Sword energy surged from all directions, Zhao Yu's hand holding the sword drooped slightly, and the blade stood upright.

When the sword energy came to him, the embroidered spring knife in his hand rose up at an angle, and the fierce sword light shattered all the sword energy in an instant.

"Sword Twenty-Two!"

When the sword energy dissipated, the sword master directly abandoned the unparalleled sword in his hand, pointed his hands together, and countless sword energy seemed to gush out from his chest.

Even Bu Jingyun, who was watching the battle from one side, was forced back again and again by the sword energy.

Facing the endless sword energy, Zhao Yu moved his sword forward unhurriedly, and numerous inscriptions with dazzling golden light appeared around him.

Golden bell!

As the inscription flickered, the sword energy dissipated like spring snow meeting the scorching sun.

Although the sword style 221 is powerful, it is not enough to break through the golden bell of Zhao Yu's ultimate state.

"wrong……"

Bu Jingyun, who was closest to Zhao Yu and Sword Master, discovered the clues between the two at this moment.

The two men seemed to be fighting passionately, but in fact, neither of them went all out.
Chapter completed!