"Five years ago, I received your advice from Wushuang City, but did you forget the Sword Saint Senior?"

After hearing the girl say this, the Sword Saint realized who she was. She was the man in black robe who fought with him five years ago! Although he knew that the other party was just a girl with his sword intention at that time, he didn't expect that he was so young. Now he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. How old should he be five years ago?

There are naturally "geniuses" in martial arts. The Sword Saint himself is the best among them, but if he compares with this girl, it would be much worse. Wuming is also very lucky to receive such disciples. You should know that for those who have reached the peak of the martial arts world, it is extremely important to be able to accept a good disciple and inherit the legacy of the inheritance, otherwise his unique skills will be lost and no one will remember this character in a hundred years. It would be impossible to rest in peace.

The Sword Saint could feel that the girl’s cultivation level is a world of difference now compared to five years ago.

It is indeed a world of difference. After five years, although Xiao Feng's current cultivation level has not yet officially entered the late stage of the innate stage, he has reached the threshold. With the exquisiteness of "Innate Ability", he can temporarily exert the power of the late stage after storing energy with certain means, even if he has the qualification to fight an equal battle with Wuming.

Of course, qualification is just qualification. If Wuming is serious, she will definitely defeat her within three moves. But this is already amazing. Who in the martial arts world is qualified to take over Wuming's three moves?

However, what is more important for Xiao Feng is that the power of the innate stage, as the third level of power, can be transformed into the seventh sense universe. That is to say, as long as she wears the few holy clothes she hides in the storage space, she can temporarily use the golden technique when the energy storage is exploded and reached the late stage of the innate stage.

Now she obtained the Golden Saint Clothes Accessories of the Staff and Lightning (light metal boots), the Rose Garden of Demon Palace (ring), the Sword in Stone (two-handed sword, invisible), and the Crystal Guard of Starlight (Ghost Armor), which also means that she can use the tricks of Sagittarius, Pisces, Capricorn, and Aries Golden Saint Seiya respectively.

Of course, unless you really enter the late stage of the innate stage, and now using gold skills is too restricted, you can not only use one move when you try your best, but also the weakness after the outbreak is also life-threatening, which can only be used as a trump card at the bottom of the box.

"Senior, my master is welcome, please follow me."

The Sword Saint didn't answer, and as Xiaofeng entered the backyard. The guys who walked into the Zhonghua Pavilion finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the inn gradually heard the sound of talking, but the old man who was discussing was naturally the old man. Ordinary people only felt the oppression that made people breathless, while the people in the martial arts were shocked by the old man's bottomless skills.

The Sword Saint is like a sharp sword unsheathed. In fact, Wuming had already noticed it when he stepped into the town and ordered Xiaofeng to come out to greet him. Speaking of which, Wuming and the Sword Saint can be called old enemies. At first, Mu Yingming challenged the Sword Saint with a strong aura. Due to the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique", he finally put away his mind and worshipped the Sword Sect and slept in the firewood and practiced the sword technique. He broke the skills of the Ten Thousand Swords Reincarnation. Finally, he broke the "Holy Spirit Sword Technique" with the "Inexplicable Sword Technique".

After that, there have been no sight for decades, and things have changed.

The backyard of Zhonghua Pavilion has been taken care of by Xiaofeng in recent years and has become a large garden. Although it is the golden autumn season, the unknown flowers are still blooming brightly. Suddenly, the tight branches and leaves move, and a little white cat pops out of the flowers.

It is naturally not surprising that a kitten is, but the Sword Saint feels something strange, but he just can't say anything wrong for a while.

"Qiaoqiu, go to the side to play." The girl spoke without waiting for the Sword Saint to think too much. The kitten was also smart and seemed to be able to understand the girl's words. She meowed and ran away. This was just a small episode, and the Sword Saint was left behind in a blink of an eye.

There is a small building deep in the yard. The door of the building is open, and outside the door is a handsome young man. He is handsome and calm. However, what attracted the attention of the Sword Saint was a sword tied around the young man's waist. Before the sword was sheathed, he could feel the formidable and sensual aura. The Sword Saint is not unfamiliar with it. It is the heroic sword that Wuming once galloped across the world!

"My younger generation Jian Chen welcomes the Sword Saint Senior. My master has been waiting in the building for a long time!"

This man is Jian Chen. In five years, a handsome boy has become a young man. He is dressed in white and has long lost his immatureness as before.

This is also an unknown disciple, but the Sword Saint just nodded and didn't care. Jian Chen's cultivation is also a top player in the world, no less than the famous Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and others in the world, but in the eyes of the Sword Saint, it seems that this is the case. With Xiao Feng for comparison, that little cultivation is really nothing.

If it weren't for the hero's sword, he might have been ungrateful to nod.

This is an empty room, and it is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo. There is a green bamboo painting hanging on the wall, and there are only a few ordinary tables and chairs. However, the room does not look simple, but has a light and elegant style.

There was a pot of wine on the table, and two wine glasses were filled with each other. The man sitting at the table closed his eyes gently and was resting. Although he hadn't seen him for twenty years, the Sword Saint still recognized the man at first sight, not only because of his appearance that had not changed much, but also his temperament. If the Sword Saint was a sharp sword that was unsheathed, the man was the divine weapon deeply hidden in the sheath.

"I didn't believe it ten years ago when you passed away, but I didn't expect you to hide here. It's so hidden in the city. Unfortunately, there is a peerless swordsman missing in the world, and there is only one myth left."

"There are enough swordsmen in the world, so why not have one more or one less? Besides, there is less butcher with bloody hands and a legend that makes people talk about after dinner. Isn't this good?" Wuming opened his eyes, and his eyes were long gone, and the sharpness and passion of the heroes of the world were gone, leaving only the awareness of fame and fortune. He reached out and held up his wine glass, "I haven't seen you for twenty years, I'll toast you this cup!"

The mellow and sweet wine fragrance floats in the air, which must be a rare good wine, but the Sword Saint did not raise his glass, "I have been a sword for my life and never drink wine."

"It's a pity that you must have missed a lot of wonderful things in your life. The wine I brewed by my disciple is rare in the world."

After hearing Wuming say this, the Sword Saint subconsciously turned around. The girl did not enter the house, but stood outside the door with Jian Chen. After a moment of silence, the Sword Saint sighed, "Wuming, God is really good to you. Not only has the extraordinary talent to prove the swordsmanship, but also has such disciples who pass on your hand."

"I think so too." Wuming was not polite, and smiled and accepted the praise of the Sword Saint calmly. Since the Sword Saint did not drink, he did not force it. He picked up the wine pot and poured it himself. "I was in a young age and even caused endless killings, but I didn't expect that I could enjoy my old age and now I have nothing to ask for."

"Wu Ming, stop talking. I'm here to test the sword today. Now there is no one in the world who is qualified to let me take action except you Wu Ming!"

Wuming stopped the movement of his hand and looked up at the sword saint, "I thought the person you would look for was Xiongba."

"Xiongba? Although this person has a great grudge against my Wushuang City, he is not worthy of letting me take action. I, the Sword Saint, have only been for the swordsmanship for my whole life, and have long abandoned the rest. What does Wushuang City do with me? There are juniors in the reconstruction. If it is not done, the days will be over."

"You are open-minded, and the number of days has ended." It is also a plea to the sword saint so Wuming. It is also a good thing for Wuming to unify the martial arts world. If the sword saint insists on taking revenge, he will do his best to stop it. Now it seems that he is worried about it.

"I naturally have no time to find Xiongba, but Wuming. In order to prove my swordsmanship, I will ask you for advice today. The sword 23 of you asked your disciple to bring the message back then has been considered for many years and has some realization, but I can't get it all out."

"My apprentice?" Wuming was stunned, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, "That girl... really dares to say it."

Wuming naturally knew that he had never asked Xiaofeng to bring a message to the Sword Saint. It was the girl who borrowed her name privately. The most outrageous thing was that her words made the Sword Saint really understand. Wuming said and glared outside the door. After hearing the two of them, he knew that the little girl who had lost her deeds was leaning into half of her head and grimaced at Wuming.

"Sword 23... It's a pity that the sword is old in my heart. The supreme sword is not as happy as the leisurely life. Since it was what my disciple said back then, if you have the will, let my disciple try it."

Xiao Feng was stunned when she heard Wuming say this. Her understanding of swordsmanship is far worse than that of the Sword Saint. Even the Sword Saint has not figured out for five years. What can she say? Back then, it was just a few words of charlatans who were foresighted by the plot. It would be a big deal to tell her what Sword 23 is.

Wuming's proposal made the Sword Saint stunned. This proposal was indeed abrupt, even like a joke.

"Although my disciple cannot be seen by the Sword Saint, his sword skills have improved rapidly in recent years. Now even if I try to do something with her, I must take it seriously."

Hearing Wuming's words, the Sword Saint was also a little interested. Speaking of the girl's swordsmanship back then, she was good at it. Since Wuming praised her so much, she might have made considerable progress in the past five years. Instead of rejecting Wuming's words, he nodded thoughtfully, "Girl, I haven't seen you for five years. Let me see how your swordsmanship is progressing?"
Chapter completed!