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359 Treasure in the World

Facing that unparalleled sword energy, the three people on the stone flat all flew back, seemingly having to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

There is someone, there is actually someone in this mountain, and he is a top swordsman, an unparalleled master.

Who could it be?

The wind and clouds are surging, the sea of ​​fog is rolling, and the roaring sound is like the roar of dragons and roars of tigers, rolling over the vast mountains, with a majestic force that no one can match.

"boom!"

Just as Lu Xiaofeng was surprised, horrified, and moved, the cracked mountain wall exploded and shattered, revealing two medium-sized potholes, which looked like graves. There were indeed people there.

And there are still two people.

One man's face was full of fighting spirit, his eyes widened with anger, and he raised his sword and drew it out.

The other person slowly opened his eyes, held his sword and walked out.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but shrink his pupils. He originally thought that he knew all the masters in the world, if not 100%, at least 99%. But now that these two people came out, he knew that the masters he knew were no longer masters.

"Su Qing, come out and fight with us!"

One of them, looking around at the mountains, kept roaring, as if with endless anger and hatred, his voice shook the sky.

"Who are you? Where is Su Qing?"

The man who walked out without saying a word glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and the others with cold eyes.

This person is all in black, black clothes, black shoes, black socks, even the sword is black, with a black scabbard, black hair, and finally black eyes, and the aura all over his body is faintly black, like a ball of light.

The black mist is filled with a strong aura of death.

As soon as this man came out, the few remaining green colors in the world seemed to dim. It seemed that it was the time when all things withered and withered, like a dead person crawling out of a grave. But he was not old? He was over thirty years old.

What does he look like? Stern.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the two people in front of her and was quite surprised.

"Who are you?"

But the next moment? What responded to him was a wisp of sword energy.

The one who drew the sword? It was the roaring man. This man was over fifty years old. His temples were white and his appearance was not outstanding. But he was not ugly either. But the most shocking thing was his eyes. Ye Gucheng's eyes were already

It was very bright. This man's eyes were just like two big suns, shining with a breathtaking light. He was full of vitality, and all the hair on his head stood on end, like flames flying, as if his mind was unstable and his face was full of anger.

However, as soon as the sword energy reached Lu Xiaofeng, he saw a sword flying across and stabbing him. He blocked the sword.

Of course the one who took action was Ximen Chuixue? He stood in front of Lu Xiaofeng and said without looking back: "Get down!"

To be concise and concise, he naturally asked Lu Xiaofeng to go down. The enemy and friend of the two people in front of him were unknown, and they were very motivated. If he wanted to find out everything in the mountain now, he would inevitably have to fight with these two people.

Ye Gucheng's eyes moved slightly. He was already looking at another person, looking at the swordsman in black who was full of the aura of death.

"Ye Gucheng in the South China Sea!"

The man in black looked at him, and there seemed to be light flickering in his eyes, flickering on and off, as faint as two will-o'-the-wisps.

On the other side, Ximen Chuixue was also staring at another person.

The two sides confronted each other, and the war was about to break out.

Lu Xiaofeng was afraid that he would have to go down the mountain at this moment. He could no longer intervene. What's more, if he didn't leave, the four most powerful swords would all turn their swords towards him. What's the point of a strong fight?

Allow others to surround you.

But he still wanted to hold on.

"The Su Qing you are talking about is a weirdo with white hair and blue clothes. We are also looking for him. You two must not do anything to avoid being taken advantage of by that person!"

The man in black said solemnly: "Where is he?"

Lu Xiaofeng was afraid that the four people would start fighting if they disagreed, so she couldn't help but feel happy when things turned around. She hurriedly explained everything she knew in a concise and concise manner. Unexpectedly, the two people who came out of the mountain wall didn't listen.

He gradually froze on the spot, as if he was petrified.

"A hundred years? A hundred years have passed? How is this possible?"

Both of them were mumbling to themselves, with expressions of disbelief and disbelief on their faces.

"It has indeed been a hundred years!"

Lu Xiaofeng said very seriously from the side.

But those two people had painful expressions on their faces. To them, a hundred years was just like a dream. They looked at themselves, and it seemed that time had not left a single trace on them.

But this is a hundred years, a full hundred years. After a hundred years, what will they have left?

Nothing left.

Relatives and friends are all gone, loved ones are dead, elders are dead, and even their respective family forces have probably perished in the swords and shadows of the rivers and lakes. What will be left? Even the "Blue Dragon Society" has disappeared

So what if you are number one? So what if you are invincible? You have mastered a world-shaking swordsmanship, but if you look around the world and there is no one you are familiar with, what is the point?

"ah!"

They had endured the loneliness of never seeing the light of day for a full hundred years, and now it had turned into endless hatred and hatred for the person who sealed them with his own hands and robbed them of their hundreds of years.

Vow to kill Su Qing.

At this moment, if anyone looks down from the heights of the mountains, he will definitely see circles of ripples of Qi on the stone flat, like stones sinking into water, constantly swinging in all directions.

"Su Qing, I know you must be here, come out and fight me!"

Who could these two people be? Of course they were the third young master Xie Xiaofeng and the deadly swordsman Yan Shisan.

"I'm here!"

A whisper rang out, and suddenly a misty figure was seen on the horizon like a shooting star cutting through the sea of ​​fog, and then Shi Shiran rested on the top of the steep peak where everyone was standing. It was extremely dangerous. The top was as steep as a giant pestle, with only a foot square inch at the top. It was extremely dangerous.

Extremely steep.

The man was dressed in a black gold robe and a large cloak, with white hair flying and falling. At this moment, the mountains, fog, and sea were forced to part, and Lu Xiaofeng could already see the man's face clearly, which looked like ice and was filled with cold air.

As soon as the man landed, he saw the light of the sword shining on the ground. He was as panic-stricken as the sun rising across the sky, rising straight up into the blue clouds, pointing slantingly at him.

"Zheng!"

A clear sound stirred up.

It turned out that this man still had a harp in his hand, a most ordinary harp, but it was such a harp that could be seen in brothels. At this moment, it only made a sound, and it had already dispersed the sword light and forced him to retreat.

The master of Jianguang.

As soon as the sword fell, dozens of dazzling sword lights appeared on the stone flat, and the sword energy shot up into the sky and scattered into the sky.

"Zhengzhengzheng..."

The sound of the piano vibrates again.

Lu Xiaofeng's face was full of solemnity. He had never seen such weird martial arts before. What he saw in his eyes was that the man above him just lifted his fingers and plucked the string, and he had already developed a peerless sword energy.

"Are you Su Qing?"

The man nodded.

"Yes, I am Su Qing!"

Looking at Yan Shisan and Xie Xiaofeng who reappeared on the stone flat, this man squinted his eyes, as if smiling, and said: "Lu Xiaofeng, in terms of prestige and reputation, their names are no better than the two beside you.

If they are weak, they are the sword gods and sword demons from a hundred years ago!"

"It's a pity that we are defeated after all. But I don't know how much progress you will have made in a hundred years. Can you beat me? And you!"

This man glanced at Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue again, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

"I have been waiting for hundreds of years, but what I wish for is that there will be a master at the top of the world to have a hearty battle with me. Now it seems that the hundreds of years have not been wasted after all, since it is now today..."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and the light in his eyes suddenly shot out, not towards the crowd, but towards the stone palace.

After hundreds of years of wind and rain, and vicissitudes of change, the huge palace in front of you has long been covered in dust and formed into a stone shell. At a glance, it looks more like a stone palace, but now, the energy has fallen, the stone shell has peeled off, and the palace has suddenly revealed its true appearance.

Under the rising sun, golden light soared into the sky and shone in all directions. The martial arts masters in the mountains and plains all exclaimed when they saw a vast golden light shining in the mountains.

"The Blue Dragon Treasure is born!"

Looking at the majestic and majestic Golden Palace in front of them, Lu Xiaofeng and others couldn't help but feel lost.

But Su Qing in front of them said in a deep voice:
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