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- Sword Saint Wei Ming Yixin, a legendary figure in the history of country r.
He is too powerful.
Without him, there would be no country r now.
? In the Warring States Period, there was chaos and chaos everywhere, and there were twelve ghosts and gods, contributing to the flames.
If the Sword Master hadn't appeared out of nowhere, crushing everything with his sword and defeating all enemies from all directions, then the current country r would have been in ruins long ago.
At this time, Koizumi Taro's eyes were full of tears, and the excitement in his heart could not be expressed clearly in a thousand words.
For Bushido in country r, Wei Ming Yixin is even more like their ancestor. Without Wei Ming Yixin, it would be impossible to have such a prosperous bushido.
"Get up."
Wei Ming Yixin's sword force restrained himself.
This sword rainbow that runs through the world is just some sword energy that he accidentally leaked when he was born.
He stepped down through the air and came to Koizumi Taro.
The most legendary swordsman in the history of country r is a thin and tall old man. His thin face is as sharp as ancient jade, full of texture, and his white hair is tied up with a rope casually. With a sharp aura of a swordsman, he seemed to be just an ordinary little old man.
Only the sight of tens of thousands of sword qi flashing across his pupils, severing everything, shows his extraordinaryness.
"Patriarch, why have you been in Fuxue Mountain all these years?"
Koizumi Taro couldn't help vomit out the doubts in his heart.
After the whereabouts of the Juggernaut disappeared, the world thought he was dead. After all these years, it is not that no one thought of looking for Wei Ming, but he seemed to have completely disappeared and evaporated from the world.
Who would have thought that he was actually in Fuxue Mountain?
You must know that the interior of Fuxue Mountain is an active volcano, and the inside is full of magma, which is extremely hot. How many years has the Juggernaut stayed here?
Even ordinary kings would have died in it long ago.
In such an environment, it is no wonder that no one can find it.
"Use the power of the volcano to suppress Shura."
Wei Ming explained wholeheartedly.
Shura.
As soon as these two words were uttered, it seemed to have magical power, and instantly made Taro Koizumi, the master, feel cold all over his body.
Wei Ming Yi Xin's life, defeating all enemies with the sword is almost an invincible posture, but there is an opponent, but even Wei Ming Yi Xin has the heart of death.
That is Shura!
Back then, after his battle with Shura, his whereabouts were unknown, and he disappeared since then.
"Then Patriarch, have you succeeded?"
Koizumi Taro asked.
Shura is a terrifying existence above the twelve ghosts and gods.
He had heard about Shura from his ancestor Xiao before. Xiao himself said that Shura is an immortal creature!
Taro Koizumi, who heard this at the time, found it incredible.
What is it that can be immortal?
Everything in the world cannot escape the law of life and death, even the king is no exception.
But Xiao Xiao didn't tell him more information.
What kind of history does Shura have? Until now, Taro Koizumi is still unclear.
However, a generation of Juggernauts disappeared for hundreds of years and stayed in Fuxue Mountain all the time. With the help of the power of the volcano, they suppressed Shura. It was even stronger than a Juggernaut. He could already imagine how troublesome Shura was.
Hearing Koizumi Taro's words at this time, Wei Ming nodded wholeheartedly, and then shook his head again.
Koizumi Taro was taken aback for a moment.
What does this mean?
Was it a success or a failure?
However, seeing Wei Ming Yixin didn't say much, Koizumi Taro didn't dare to ask more, but sadly said: "Patriarch, the ancestor has passed away, and died at the hands of a Chinese."
"I already know, his breath has disappeared."
Wei Ming nodded wholeheartedly, looking away, looking in the direction of Dongdu.
I saw there, the fire was soaring into the sky, and the two extremely powerful aura shook the sky and the earth, even he felt dignified.
"One is the headless aura. He is stronger than before. The other one should be the Chinese people you mentioned."
Wei Ming whispered wholeheartedly.
There was no anger or sadness on his face, but his eyes became more and more fierce.
In a pair of eyes, there seemed to be endless sword energy surging.
If someone looks at him at this time, he will be blinded by his eyes instantly.??
"Please ask the ancestor to avenge the ancestor."
Koizumi Taro couldn't help but said that he knew that the Koizumi family was relying on Wei Mingyixin, if Wei Ming Yixin was born and killed Li Wenchan, the glory of the Koizumi family would still be able to continue, even stronger than before.
"Let me go and have a look."
While Wei Ming was speaking with all his heart, he turned into a peerless sword rainbow and charged towards Dongdu.
His speed was faster than a supersonic fighter plane, and Fuxue Mountain and Dongdu were hundreds of miles away, but he only took a few minutes.
Almost at the same time, Ghost Buddha and Linglong also arrived from another direction.
All of a sudden, the top powerhouses of country r gathered together.
"Ghost Buddha, Linglong, Weiming Yixin."
Wushou took a look, looked up to the sky and laughed, indescribably wanton and unrestrained, "I didn't expect to see you in the end, three, are you here to see me off for the last time?"
These people are all strong men of the same era as him.
After hundreds of years of separation, everything has changed, and I never imagined that there will be a day when we will meet again.
But for him, this will be the last farewell.
The fire of purifying the world in his body has reached a critical point and is about to explode.
"The sea of ??suffering is boundless, turn your head back to the shore, put down the butcher knife, and become a Buddha immediately. The headless benefactor, the hatred hundreds of years ago, you should let go, forgive all sentient beings, let go of the past, and only then can you realize the bliss of the soul."
When the ghost Buddha spoke, his voice, with the power of Buddhism, was enough to save the most vicious thugs and make them convert immediately.
But for headless, it is useless.
"Hahaha, ghost Buddha, don't use your fallacious Buddhist scriptures to persuade me. I have done good deeds and accumulated virtues, but I have not received good rewards. When my family members are killed, where is the Buddha? The Buddha has never been there! If you say I am a demon, so what if I become a demon now?"
In the headless voice, there was only overwhelming hatred, "Three, since you are all here, then go on the road with me. On Huangquan Road, it is also a good company."
He smiled one last time.
The next second.
The monstrous energy in his body erupted suddenly.
"Boom!"
This is a h weapon comparable to 10,000 tons.
White flames swept across the sky and everywhere.
The remaining eleven ghosts and gods all changed their expressions. Even they would be wiped out in such an explosion.
"Amitabha Buddha."
At this time, the ghost Buddha recited Buddhist scriptures and held a strange seal in his hands. His whole body was covered with Buddha's light. Behind him, a huge Buddha statue rose up.
This Buddha statue looks like him, and he patted it lightly.
A huge "…d" character, golden as if poured into gold, with divine power, suppressed the explosion.
the other side.
Linglong snorted softly, the cherry blossoms fluttered, and the petals all over the sky condensed into a towering cherry tree.
"Clang."
A sound of Qingyue Jianming went straight up to nine days.
Wei Ming slashed out with one heart and one sword, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, brilliant and dazzling, turning into a mighty waterfall, and the void seemed to be divided into two.
? The three strong men joined forces to suppress it.
As for Li Wenchan, he stood with his hands behind his back, watching all this indifferently.
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