Regardless of whether the mistake was good or not, Po Jun below had already said to Huang Shang and Mu Yingxiong: "Just now, my father deliberately made things difficult for you two because of me. The father's debt must be paid by the son. It is only right. Please don't seek revenge from my father. Everything

The grudge is settled here!"

As he finished speaking, the four-foot-long sword slipped out of his sleeve. The sword flashed, and three bloody holes appeared on his body.

He actually stabbed himself in the chest and on both legs.

Mu Yingxiong looked shocked, and Xiao Yu's face turned pale.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

The three holes began to bleed. Po Jun raised his sword and said, "I hope this can make up for the previous offense and allow us to put an end to our past feud."

Po Jun could reach this point without hitting the smiling man. Mu Yingxiong nodded: "Our grudges have been wiped out. Stop the bleeding!"

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Po Jun continued to smile: "No, I have another unkind request. Our sword sect is the source of ten thousand swords. The swordsmanship talents of the two of you should not be buried. Please don't refuse to study in my sword sect just because of a simple misunderstanding."

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Mu Yingxiong raised his head: "Without the Sword Sect, we can still reach the peak of swordsmanship! Also, stop talking and stop the bleeding..."

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Po Jun advised: "But you two will have a decisive battle with the Sword Master in three years. In just three years, without the inheritance of the Sword Sect, it will be difficult for you to defeat the Sword Master."

Mu Yingxiong heard this and sneered: "So, you are pretending to be soft because the Sword Sect is afraid of the Sword Master and hopes to use our hands to get rid of the Sword Master! But you should stop the bleeding. If it continues..."

Bah! Bah! Bah!

Po Jun finally sighed: "You misunderstood. The Jian Zong is a semi-hidden sect and does not get involved in the disputes in the world. The Sword Master is self-reliant and has nothing to do with the Jian Zong. However, the Sword Master is looking for people to test the sword everywhere and never shows mercy.

, countless kendo masters have died in his hands, which is not beneficial to kendo or martial arts, so I hope that in three years the two of them can defeat the sword masters and make kendo prosperous and prosperous!"

Facing Po Jun's extremely sincere eyes, Mu Yingxiong finally showed an expression of emotion, and then saw Po Jun fall backwards.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Huang Shang and Mu Yingxiong rushed out together, supported Po Jun on the left and right, and stopped the bleeding with their fingers like flying: "Brother, are you okay?"

Po Jun showed a happy smile: "It won't be long before you call me senior brother. It's a pity that I won't see that day. I have done too many wrong things in my life. It is worth it to realize it before I die."

Got it!"

The head tilted.

His hands dropped helplessly.

Mu Yingxiong was shocked and looked at Huang Shang: "We will teach him the skills. He will change his past and become the backbone of the righteous path. We must not let this good man die because we two brothers died here!"

"You have something to say! Don't pass on your skills! We have also given up hatred. Let us treat him!"

Xiaoya was looking at it like a fool, but when she heard the word "pass on the gong", she became alert and quickly released the three cows: "Quick! Quick! Quick! Give him milk!"

"Yes! Master Xiaoya!"

The three cows raised their hooves high, and the holy light fell on Po Jun.

In the holy light, Po Jun crossed his hands and placed them flat on his chest, with a satisfied and peaceful smile on his face.

Huang Shang quickly lowered his head.

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"It's too much to bully others! It's too much to bully others!"

Little does Jian Hui know that her precious son has changed his ways and has become a good person.

When "Weeping the Emperor" was replaced by "Good Days", he left angrily.

This is arrogant!

He was naturally not afraid of the two sixteen-year-olds Huang Shang and Mu Yingxiong, but Xiaoya and Cai Yao made him feel threatened.

What's more, when his son is in the hands of the enemy, he always throws the enemy into a trap, so when a strange idea pops up, he makes a difficult decision.

"Go back to Sword Sect and bring in reinforcements!"

Jian Zong is not far from here, but it is definitely not close either. It takes at least ten days to go back and forth.

Under normal circumstances, with Jian Hui's love for Po Jun, he would never let his precious son suffer for ten days in the hands of others.

But now he just wants to invite a few close elders to rescue Po Jun without fail.

Determined and acting vigorously, Jianhui came to Mulong Town, picked up a few fast horses at the inn, injured the officers who came to stop them, and rode away directly.

Working hard and changing trains, he arrived at Panlong Town in Beiyuan in just three days.

One more day's walk will lead to the Sword Sect, which is one day faster than the originally planned ten-day round trip.

"Jun'er, as a father, you have invited five elders to kill all those people and avenge you!"

Jian Hui's eyebrows showed an unprecedented cruel and murderous intention. After setting foot on Beiyuan, he abandoned his horse and started walking on foot.

The road that follows is often filled with ice and snow. This kind of ordinary horse cannot stand the wind and cold, but it is faster to perform Qinggong.

After traveling hundreds of miles, Jian Hui saw that it was already covered with ice and snow. Seeing that it was getting late, Jian Hui felt that his skills were a little weak, so he stopped and found a cave to rest for a while.

After he entered the cave, he immediately took out the dry food, sat cross-legged on the ground, and prepared to continue on the road after a brief recovery, covered with stars and moon.

"Someone!"

Having just eaten half a piece of sesame seed cake, Jian Hui's expression changed slightly.

Because he saw a drop of blood.

This drop of blood is very strange and crystal clear. When it falls on the ground, it actually rolls on its own. It has an indescribable spirituality.

"This place is deserted, who would come here?"

Subconsciously, Jian Hui walked towards the cave.

Not long after, several more drops of blood were seen.

Each drop is very far apart and is always a drop, never a pool.

Jian Hui frowned more and more. In the past, he would have turned around and left cautiously, but at this time, the flesh and blood will in his body was already frantically seeking death. An indescribable curiosity pushed him to continue moving forward.

go.

Others seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, but he seeks misfortune and avoids good fortune.

Finally, a twisted sound of anger came. From a distance, you could imagine the gnashing of teeth and endless unwilling roar.

"Why? Why?"

"I am immortal and already in heaven!"

"God, why are you still defeated by mortals?"

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Jian Hui stopped, confused.

"What immortality? What heaven?"

"I originally wanted to save a master and help rescue Jun'er, but I didn't expect to meet a madman!"

The rationality of the soul finally suppressed the chaotic will of flesh and blood, and he turned around and prepared to leave.

"You have seen me in the most miserable state in the past two thousand years. Isn't it too late to leave now?"

But at this moment, a supremely majestic voice sounded from behind.

So close.

The roar that I heard just now was still hundreds of meters away, but in the next breath, it was already behind me.

Jian Hui's body froze, but his movements were thunderous and lightning. The four-foot long sword slipped out of his sleeve and was about to slash back.

"The sword sect's hidden sword style is still the same old trick after all these years!"

But the person behind him still sneered, and made no movement at all, and the sword suddenly turned upside down.

Whoosh!

The sword that had accompanied Jian Hui for more than forty years pierced his ribs diagonally...

A sword pierces the heart.

Killed with one blow.

On the verge of death, Jian Hui turned around in disbelief and saw a noble man wearing a yellow robe with a cinnabar mark between his eyebrows, his toes slightly dangling in the air, standing behind him like a god.

Jian Hui opened his mouth and blood gushed out: "Who are you...?"

The man said: "You are about to die, I will satisfy you. I am Xu Fu, you can also call me 'Tian'!"

Jian Hui looked at the blood on the corner of Xu Fu's lips, thinking about his roar just now, and there was sarcasm in her eyes: "By...you...are...worthy..."

Bang!
To be continued...