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Bashan.

Gu's.

It was proposed separately that both Bashan and Gu were just ordinary nouns, but when they were put together, they had to teach Wang Dong to remember one person.

A very famous swordsman.

Dao Ren Gu, Bashan!

This Taoist Gu walked around the world with his 49-handed "Returning Feng Wu Liu Jian" and wielding his sword skills may not be as good as Ximen Chuxue, Ye Gucheng, Yan Shisan, Xie Xiaofeng and others, but when the sword skills were released, it was ethereal and clear, but it was also the ultimate sound at that time.

In the ancient dragon world, Gu Dao Ren Bashan can be called a god.

God-level supporting role!

The strongest passerby!

He has never officially appeared, but he has been mentioned repeatedly and is often compared with other well-known swordsmen. It has become a benchmark existence. If a swordsman can be compared with Daoren Gu, it is not only an honor, but also an recognition and a recognition of a master.

By the way, the word Gu cannot be written in one stroke, and it also comes from Bashan. If you want to say that the Gu family of the Divine Fist has nothing to do with Gu Dao Ren, Wang Dong would not believe anything.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Dong asked Gu Renyu if he knew about the "Returning Feng Wu Liu Jian".

These thoughts were wandering in my mind, and the iron sword in my palm turned into light and suddenly rolled back into the sheath.

Inside the flowerbed, clusters of flowers were swept by the sword light, as if a gorgeous rain of flowers was falling.

The little fairy's eyes straightened.

Previously, Wang Dong used his sword to kill the snake. As soon as the sword force came out, it covered the radius of 100 poisonous snakes. Nearly a hundred poisonous snakes were killed in the air. The little fairy knew that Wang Dong's sword skills were rare in the world, but at this moment, she realized that when the iron sword was hit, the other party might not even use three points of ability.

This sword was nothing extraordinary, not at all fancy, and there was no subtleness in the changes, but it was surprisingly fast, so fast that the little fairy had no time to react. The sword light flew up and fell, and she was completely unable to capture the trajectory of the sword's movement.

The strangest thing is that Wang Dong's sword seemed ordinary and swung it out casually, but the little fairy felt that the sword force was hit, regardless of angle, arc, and trajectory were wonderful. If one point was added, it would be a little lost.

Although the little fairy's eyes were straightened, Murong Jiu's eyes also lit up.

"What kind of sword technique is this?" the little fairy asked in surprise.

"My sword technique is called Dugu Nine Swords. It was created by a previous swordsman named Dugu Qiubai. Has Miss Jing seen it before?"

Wang Dong didn't keep it a secret and said bluntly.

The little fairy shook her head.

Not only did she never see this sword technique, she had never even heard of it.

"Dugu Qiubai? I just want to lose, what an arrogant name!" Murong Jiu chuckled.

Wang shook his head and said, "If this name is placed on others, it will naturally be too arrogant, but it is appropriate to put it on this senior Dugu, because when he was alive, he had achieved a sword in his hand, which was unmatched in the world. Dugu Qiubai's reputation is worthy of!"

Murong Jiu sneered: "But I have never heard of this well-deserved master."

Wang Dong said seriously: "Senior master, the dragon is not seen, he hides in the world, laughs proud of the mountains and forests, and is also free to travel! It is not surprising that I have never heard of the name, just as Miss Jing said that there are sword techniques in the world, but there are advantages and no omissions, but I have never heard of my Dugu Nine Swords."

Zhang Jing sighed, "Okay, you're all! Even if I've made some praises and I'm so ashamed that I'm ashamed, why should you mention it again?"

"Sorry, I'm just explaining a truth. It doesn't mean it doesn't exist before." Wang Dong bounced his finger on the scabbard, making a tingling sound, and continued: "Although this senior Dugu's reputation is not in the world, his swordsmanship is so high that he dare not be called a shocking ancient times and present, he is probably not under the Yannantian of the past."

Yan Nantian has disappeared in the world for more than ten years, but when his name comes out, he still has an unignorable magic.

Zhang Jing, Tie Xinlan's eyes showed a fascination, and even the hippie-smiling little fish had a complicated look on her face at this time.

Murong Jiu was also sighing and murmured: "Yan Nantian, Yan Nantian... I have heard that he is the world's number one divine sword. His sword skills are naturally the best in the present, his martial arts are also one of the best people in the world...! What a pity!"

The pretty face showed regret and regret.

"What a pity?"

Zhang Jingqi said.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Murong Jiu's lips, and he said slowly: "It's a pity that I was not born twenty years ago and could not compete with Yan Nantian... Alas!"

Murong Jiu sighed sweetly, and there was always a lingering melancholy in her big eyes. With this sigh, the melancholy became stronger and stronger.

Puff!

An inappropriate laughter came out.

The person who couldn't help laughing was Xiao Yuer.

Murong Jiu's soft eyes were cold and stabbed like a sword.

"why are you laughing?"

Xiao Yuer laughed and said seriously: "I'm not laughing, I'm happy for Yan Nantian."

"Happy?" Murong Jiu was stunned.

"No," Xiao Yuer said seriously: "You think, fortunately you were born a little late. Otherwise, what else would be Yan Nantian in this world? Do you think you should be happy for Yan Nantian?"

Although he was serious, Murong Jiu was not a fool. Naturally, he could hear the sarcastic meaning in Xiao Yuer's words, and his face changed suddenly.

"You dare to talk to me like this?" Murong Jiu said coldly.

"What's wrong with me? Although this is the Murong family, I am not from your Murong family. Can you control the servants of the Murong family and my little fish'er's mouth? You are allowed to be intoxicated by yourself, but I am not allowed to say a few words. What's the reason?"

Xiaoyuer laughed.

Murong Jiu was so angry that his whole body trembled.

Wang Dong laughed in silence.

"Miss Murong is better not to be as knowledgeable as this little ghost. This little ghost has no other skills, but his ability to be angry is the best in the world. If he says anything, you'd better pretend that he didn't hear anything."

Xiao Yuer laughed and said, "It's my brother who knows me, but in addition to his annoying skills, Xiao Yuer actually has a lot of other abilities."

"Strange and cheating, shameless plotting is also considered a skill?" the little fairy sneered.

Xiaoyuer said casually: "But you have fallen into my hands, right?"

Murong Jiuben was still trembling with anger. After hearing this, he immediately looked at Zhang Jing and couldn't help but say, "Sister Jing, you are really in trouble."

Zhang Jing snorted and turned her head away.

Murong Jiu narrowed his eyes and fell on Wang Dong again: "I don't have the same knowledge as this little guy, but do you think he's saying it well?"
Chapter completed!