Chapter 937 (1/2)

On the fifth God thunder platform, Cheng Shengnan's eyes are still looking at the purple robed youth, thinking of those who once, there is a kind of unspeakable sadness in the heart.

She didn't know if everything she had chosen was worth it?

Is it because of fate, or are you not firm enough?

Or was born in the imperial family status, pushed her to today?

Is all this really right?

At the moment, no one can answer her heart.

Cheng Shengnan suddenly remembered what his sister Cheng Yan said to her on the eve of engagement.

But she knows that some of them have gone further and further now.

”Hum!”

Under the thunder guiding stage, Ouyang Shuang looks at the upper part of his eyes, and he snorts in his throat. His pretty face is quietly beautiful.

”Hiss!”

Du Shaofu's figure fell on the third forging God thunder platform, and the purple robe moved.

On the third forging body God thunder platform, there was a young man with a vivid sword shaped pattern on his shoulder.

The young man exudes a faint cold breath all over his body. His skin is white, his eyes are dazzling, and his black eyes are like cold stars. He is as cold as ice. He seems to be able to see through the samsara.

”Huijianmen.”

Du Shaofu looked at the sword shaped picture and text on the young man's shoulder before him. It was not difficult to guess that the young man came from huijianmen. The outline of his side face was like a knife cut, which gave people an extremely sharp feeling, showing a sharp edge, like a sharp sword.

”Very strong!”

Du Shaofu's eyes moved in secret, peeping at the faint breath of the young man. It was unfathomable and extremely dangerous.

The invisible feeling made Du Shaofu feel that the young man in front of him was more terrible than Cheng Shengnan and Jiang Ruolin. I don't know how much.

At the moment, Du Shaofu felt that what he was facing at this moment was a real fierce battle!

”I don't care if you are Qiao Feng or Du Shaofu, but you are the disciple of qizun?”

He has a nameless mouth, and his voice is as cold as a breath, like a sharp blade. His body is slender under his long shirt, and his back is carrying a long sword with three colors of gold, white and yellow on his back, which is like a fan-shaped expansion.

”No matter whether I am Qiao Feng or Du Shaofu, I am also a disciple of qizun, my master!”

Du Shaofu raised his head, and his eyes were firm and resolute.

From jiuchongling's mouth, Du Shaofu has already learned that the unknown of huijianmen is looking for himself, and he is afraid that he is not good.

As for the origin of the unknown, Du Shaofu also knew from the mouth of donglidiao and Lin Weiqi. He was the first among the younger generation of huijianmen. He was addicted to kendo. He was an absolute rapist, and his accomplishments were unfathomable.

His accomplishments in kendo have already surpassed those of his peers. Even many elders of huijianmen are ashamed of themselves.

”That's good. I didn't find the wrong person.”

Nameless slightly raised his head, looked at Du Shaofu, and said softly, ”your master qizun owes you a debt. For 1400 years, it's only natural that you should pay for the debt.”

After the words fell, the nameless waved his hand like a sharp blade out of its sheath. Suddenly, a dazzling talisman secret pattern burst out of his hand, and then a bright long sword of illusory energy appeared in his hand, just like heaven, with the rune flashing.

”Hum!”

Holding the sword in your hand, the sword is like a real object, whirring like wind and thunder. The sound of the sword goes through gold and broken jade. It makes the eardrum ache.

”Xuan Qi congealing sword.”

Du Shaofu's eyes turned to the sword. It was not too difficult to use it. People with low level of cultivation could do it.

It's just that Xuan Qi Ning sword is unknown at this time, but it's absolutely hard to see.

Between the trembling of the energy sword, the ripples in the whole body space are shaking slightly.

”It's natural that the teacher should repay the debt to the apprentice. No matter what kind of account the master left behind, I will follow.”

Du Shaofu didn't ask much. The first person of the young generation of the brilliant sword clan was unknown, and he would never say anything.

No matter what account master qizun left outside, he followed.

”I have a responsibility.”

Looking at Du Shaofu, he said, ”I began to learn sword when I was three years old. Today, I have been learning sword for twenty-two years. From the first day of learning sword, my master has told me that one day, if I encounter disciples and descendants who respect Fenglei of Xiahou, I will surely defeat them one by one. Otherwise, I will not be able to learn sword.”

Now nameless, still calm, his Kendo has already reached the point of returning to his original intention.

For today, he has been waiting, for 22 years.

As for the reason of his school, he never asked much.