Transcending the Nine Heavens - Chapter 2337

[Part 8 Chapter 553 Divided and killed!]

However, after several searches of spiritual consciousness, they did not notice it. Is it an illusion?

But how could it be an illusion? How could this intuition accumulated over countless years in the arena go wrong? Since it is not an illusion, and I have searched to no avail, it means that the forces against me are far higher than myself, far beyond myself. As soon as this thought became clear, the feeling in my heart was even worse.

However, after so many years of bloody storms, what time did it feel good?

There is no big deal except death, even if death is a big deal, for me, it might be a liberation that comes early!

Hu Bugui snorted in his heart, and his face was always old-fashioned.

At this moment, there was a howling wind approaching from far away.

Hu Bugui suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling rays of light shot out a full three feet in his eyes!

That voice was extremely domineering, and it was aimed at him!

He still didn’t move, just staring at the door.

The next moment, the door of the room suddenly shattered without warning, and among the debris flying all over the room, a pitch-black knife rushed towards the face with the momentum of severing the world.

This knife is arrogant and domineering, and it has the potential to cut the sky and the earth with no return. This is no longer a temptation, but a lore!

Hu Bugui’s eyes flashed, and he didn’t know when the knife was already in his hand.

Pick one up.

With a crisp sound of “ding”, Hu Bugui’s knife hit the pitch-black knife with an unusually precise and unusual place

.

Hu Bugui’s body that was sitting cross-legged suddenly slumped back.

Then he floated up and stood firmly on the couch.

In front of him, a burly young man in black.

Standing on the side of the sword, just before the sword was finished, he immediately retracted the sword and did not reluctantly attack.

“Who is your Excellency?” Hu Bugui’s face was ashen, he just coughed lightly, but swallowed the blood that had reached his throat.

Mo Kan Hu Bugui’s face was calm, but in fact he was extremely terrified!

Countless enemies in life.

But like today, it was the first time that someone had hit him hard with the first knife!

The sword of the coming is fierce and domineering,

It has reached a tyrannical level that Hu Bugui has only seen in his life!

The man stepped through the door.

It gave Hu the feeling of not returning, but it was like a whole mountain range, moved a little, and pressed towards him.

But one step away.

But there is a big mountain pressing the top, and the power of the stone is earth-shattering.

“I’m Dong Wushang!” The young man in black looked at Hu Bugui with mighty eyes, and said solemnly, “You are Hu Bugui?”

Hu Bugui narrowed his eyes: “Dong Wushang? Me and Your Excellency Have a

grudge?”

“No!” Dong Wushang shook his head.

“Have any complaints?”

“No!”

“Then why is your Excellency?” Hu Bugui was so angry that they had nothing to do with each other, so you just stabbed the old man in vain, what is this?

Dong Wushang looked at him flatly, and said lightly: “Because you are here to make trouble!”

Hu Bugui suddenly raised his head: “No!”

“You are!” Dong Wushang affirmed.

He didn’t even want to say another word, and directly condemned Hu for not returning.

Hu Bugui shook his head: “I don’t…”

Before he could finish his sentence.

It has been interrupted by Dong Wushang: “You are the troublemaker! What? You are all people who use knives, and you have reached this point. Do you dare to admit it? Do you dare to do it?”

Dong Wushang said, As domineering as the knife he cut out.

Hu Bugui’s face twitched, and after a long silence, he finally said, “Not bad!”

The man with the knife.

It is a dignity in itself.

Swordsman, you can be sorry for anyone in your life, but you can’t be sorry for your own sword!

Will not humiliate the words ‘those who use knives’.

A man is a knife, a knife is a man, and insulting a knife is tantamount to insulting oneself, even more than insulting oneself!

If you scold the eight-generation ancestor of a swordsman, or that swordsman may be indifferent.

But as long as the honor and disgrace of the sword is involved, it is a battle of swordsmen!

The dignity of the knife cannot be violated!

So even though Hu Bugui didn’t want to admit it, he still admitted it.

What’s more, since the other party is so sure, he must have mastered a lot.

Whether you admit it or not doesn’t necessarily mean more.

Dong Wushang nodded: “Finally dare to be brave, it can be regarded as a knife with a knife, not bad. Draw the knife, I will give you a decent way to die, let you die under my knife!”

Just like the best soldier The destination is to return the body wrapped in horse leather; the best destination for a swordsman is to die under the sword!

Hu Bugui’s face glowed with brilliance, and he laughed and said, “Hu Bugui, the sword does not return!”

Suddenly, the sword light suddenly exploded into a cold light that filled the sky and attacked Dong Wushang.

Hu Bugui knew from the first knife fight just now that he was determined not to be the opponent of the young man in front of him, but Hu Bugui still chose to attack with all his strength.

His eyes were very splendid at this moment, and he hoped that in this last battle, he could show the sharpness of the knife in his hand, and finally die under another peerless divine knife.

Dong Wushang’s ink knife has turned into lightning.

However, the thunder-like movement suddenly stopped.

A bleak smile appeared on Hu Bugui’s face, and he said softly, “Thank you, you didn’t ask me anything.”

“Because you don’t know what to say.” Dong Wushang said lightly.

Hu Bugui coughed and laughed: “Good knife!”

With a touch of regret in his eyes, he slowly closed.

I have been reduced to a tool since I was a child. Until now, my biggest regret is… I don’t know who my parents are, I don’t know where my home is, and I don’t know the person who trained me into a tool… Who is.

But this life… Live in confusion, and die in confusion.

His body was still upright, the knife in his hand was still tightly held in his hand, and the sharp blade was only half an inch away from Dong Wushang’s waist.

But others are dead.

Half an inch away is actually an insurmountable moat.

Dong Wushang slowly pulled the ink knife out of his chest, his face expressionless.

Body flashed.

out the window.

Only then did Hu Bugui’s body slowly fall to the ground, and blood slowly poured out, staining the ground red.

outside the inn.

Footsteps sounded.

A team of soldiers and horses rushed in, and under the terrified eyes of the shopkeeper, the team leader patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder: “Congratulations, this room will be vacant, you can receive other guests and earn double Money, good things and good things.”

He smiled.

Put away Hu Bugui’s body and strode away.

The shopkeeper’s face was pale and shaky.

Double the money… that makes double the money.

If you don’t earn a few times, you should be scared to death

…

Wu Yun has always been cautious. After staying in the inn, he pulled the quilt away and put a pillow inside.

Create a simple but very disguised illusion.

Then he jumped to the top of the closet without making a sound.

This is the habit of walking around the rivers and lakes for so many years.

At the realm of his cultivation, of course he no longer has to worry about being attacked by the enemy, but this habit can never be changed.

It’s time for two.

The door suddenly rang softly three times, and someone knocked on the door.

Wu Yun opened his eyes slowly, the long sword that never left his body was silently in his hand, but he felt that his palm was full of sweat.

I actually didn’t realize when the people outside the door came.

I didn’t know until I knocked on the door!

The other party clearly knew that he was in the room.

What this means, it goes without saying!

Just from this point.

You have already lost.

That knock on the door was a prelude to death.

The person who knocked on the door was the god of death?

!

“Who?” Wu Yun asked in a low voice.

At this time, it is meaningless to pretend to be absent without making a sound.

“It’s me.” A cold voice came from outside the door.

There are only two words in total, but I already feel the coldness of the other side’s sword.

It seems that there is not a person outside the door, nor a god of death, but a sword that has been unsheathed and murdered!

However, what is the difference between a sword like this and a god of death?

!

The door opened slowly, and the world inside and outside the door was joined together.

One is outside the door, one is inside the door.

The outsider is a young man in black, with eyes like swords, body like swords, gods like swords, and swords in his hands.

“Wu Yun?” The man’s sharp eyes instantly locked on Wu Yun.

Wu Yun smiled and said, “Yes, this old man has bad luck in his life, so he named himself Wu Yun, and he laughed at himself.”

The man in black sneered: “If you are still Wu Yun, then you once died in your hands. Hundreds of thousands of innocent people… but what kind of luck is it?”

Wu Yun said lightly: “Whether innocent or deserved, if they can die under my sword, their souls will go to Jiuquan, and they will no longer sink into the turbid world. Naturally, they are lucky. .”

The young man in black nodded slowly: “So that’s the case, then it’s your turn to be lucky today.”

Wu Yun understood the unspoken rhythm in the other party’s words, so he asked: “Why?”

“Why?” Hei The young man in Yi asked softly: “Then why are you here?”

Wu Yun’s eyes focused: “This time, the old man is to congratulate Mo Yun Tiantian Emperor on his enthronement, are you here to make trouble? Intend to disturb this Tiantian Emperor’s enthronement ceremony. ?”

The young man in black said with a cold expression, “Who asked you to come? How many people have you come to congratulate this time?”

He even followed Wu Yun’s words.

Wu Yun said casually: “The old man has always been alone, and this time he came alone. Why, can’t it work?”

“It’s not true!” The man in black shook his head lightly: “If you really came to congratulate sincerely, then, follow up with you. Let me go. All congratulations to the masters, all are gathered together and accept unified management.”

Accept unified management?

Then how can I act?

Wu Yun shook his head without thinking about it: “No!”

Before he finished speaking, a cold light appeared on UU reading www.sonicmtl.com, and the sword in front of him had already shot, and the target was Wu Yun’s throat.

Wu Yun was ready to suddenly raise his head, turn sideways, and step back.

However, the sword light was like electricity, and it struck again as fast as thunder.

This time, the landing point is still the throat.

Wu Yun’s sword was already in his hand, and he could strike back at any time; but in the face of such a terrifying sword, he didn’t even have the time to defend against it.

Even, he actually had a kind feeling about the sword issued by this man: in the sword intent, there was endless loneliness.

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“It’s a little late, sorry, I’m too drunk…” (To be continued…)