The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 202 On Sword Peak
Under the misty night, Ying Xiong and Xiao Yu walked side by side, Ying Ming followed slowly like an old man, his steps were steady, his eyes were fixed on his feet, as if he was running a race against ants.

Every time Ying Xiong took a few steps, he had to helplessly turn his head to look at Yingming, who was lifeless, for fear that he would be lost.

"Xiaoyu, you go, let that guy hurry up..." Mu Yingxiong said coldly.

Well, he can't save himself...

Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled, and fell behind a few steps, "Cousin Yingming, let's hurry up...it's getting late!"

Mu Yingming raised his head blankly, his pupils were dilated, and said slowly, "Ah, what did you say?"

Xiaoyu: "..."

"I said, let's go faster! Also, cousin, why are you so slow in speaking... You are only 16 years old, and you look like a 60-year-old grandpa!" Xiaoyu was speechless...

Yingming fell into silence again, still maintaining his own rhythm with his feet, calm and steady, not in a hurry...

Although Mu Yingxiong was in the front, he was always paying attention to what was going on behind him. Seeing Yingming's reckless appearance, he couldn't help but feel angry from his heart, and the evil turned to the guts!
So, he turned back to Yingming with a distorted face, and said viciously: "Are you going to be so slow? Well, Xiaoyu and I will accompany you..."

Uh, use the most ruthless tone and say the most cowardly words!
Then, the group of three under the night looked extraordinarily weird...

Every time you take a step, after lifting your feet, you have to take a few breaths before falling down, for fear that you will accidentally step on a small life!
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"I'm going, Dad, what the hell are they doing! If this continues, how long will they have to wait until they reach the sword grave..."

On the top of a mountain in the distance, the young Po Jun looked impatient.

Standing beside him was Jianhui, who heard the words and said leisurely: "Pojun, how many times have I told you, be patient! Since they have followed our arrangement and headed towards the sword grave, let's just wait with peace of mind. That's it... that boy in white is born with a sword spirit of the emperor, if he can join this sect, his achievements in the future will be extraordinary!"

Unconvinced, Po Jun said: "But...but, Father, are you really sure that he is the Heavenly Sword that has been widely rumored for thousands of years?"

"It's not far from ten! One day five years ago, I felt a sword aura that could reach the sky ten miles outside Mulong Town. This is very consistent with the aura of the sword that we have seen circulating. Long Zhen discovered this pair of brothers..."

"Although the sword aura had disappeared when I arrived, the emperor's sword aura was still there on the boy in white! Therefore, I speculated that the aura of the heavenly sword must have come from him, and it was only temporarily suppressed..."

Po Jun said: "But what if it's the boy in black? I don't think he should be underestimated!"

Jianhui's eyes shone with the light of wisdom, "It can't be wrong, because this is the inference of the wisdom I have accumulated over the years! Tianjian, it must be the boy in white! As for the one in black, although it is also very unique, it is difficult to predict. No matter how high his future achievements are, but...he has no sword energy on his body, let alone fighting spirit!"

Well, Jianhui ruled out one correct answer first!
Hearing the words, Po Jun sighed: "Father, even though you think the boy in black lacks fighting spirit, for some reason, a strange feeling just rose in the boy's heart, as if he lived above the nine heavens, which made me shudder." Feeling! Moreover, I have a hunch that he will be the fateful opponent that I must defeat in my life!"

Jian Hui couldn't stop laughing...

But he didn't know that the future Pojun really regarded Yingming (nameless) as his lifelong enemy!
Even...Pojun spent time with Yingming...longer than Xiaoyu...

True Lifelong Companion!
"Just watch, when they arrive at the Sword Tomb, 'Soul of the Sword' will let us know who is the real Heavenly Sword!"

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It was obviously less than ten miles away, but Yingming walked for most of the night abruptly!

Xiaoyu's face was even more demented, her eyes were distracted...

On the contrary, Mu Yingxiong was still in excellent condition, and would stare at Yingming from time to time, as if secretly competing with him...

Suddenly, there was a burst of "woo hoo" crying head-on in the darkness, like a ghost crying, it was frightening!

Xiaoyu immediately became terrified, and exclaimed, "Biao...cousin, what...what's the sound! It seems like many people are crying..."

Nervously, she grabbed Mu Yingxiong's arm, her face full of fear.

Mu Yingxiong froze at first, and then suddenly raised his fighting spirit. He felt that the blood in his whole body began to boil, and he said proudly: "What are you afraid of! Don't say that someone is pretending to be a ghost, even if it is really a ghost crying at night, cousin I will also fight a bloody path to protect you... and his Zhouquan!"

Yingming raised his lifeless eyes and looked at the darkness ahead, silently.

"Hurry up...it's almost there! Hurry up..." In the distance, Po Jun felt anxious for the three of them.

However, under Yingming's precise rhythm control, this short one-mile journey actually took another hour...

In front of the three of them, there was no one, and there was no terrifying scene of a hundred ghosts crying at night.

Some are just a towering mountain!

At the foot of the mountain, there are countless long swords sticking out!

There are different shapes, different lengths, and all kinds of styles. There are all kinds of colors and styles. At a glance, there are tens of thousands of them...

And the so-called ghost cry is the whistling sound caused by the ten thousand rusty swords when the night wind blows down the mountain.

"Ying Xiong... Cousin, these... so many swords, it's so eerie, let's... let's go quickly..." Xiaoyu pulled Mu Yingxiong's arm, a little scared.

Hearing this, Ying Xiong first glanced at Yingming, and found that instead of being afraid, he showed a bit of pity for countless rusty swords, so he said boldly: "What are you afraid of! In my opinion, it is blocking our way home. The purpose of the road is to lead us here! There should be some interesting things happening."

"No, you are wrong! There will never be anything interesting here, because this is... the tomb of swords! The tomb of ten thousand swords!" A strong voice came from behind the three of them.

The moment the three of them turned their heads, they closed their eyes quickly...

The reason is very simple, it's so fucking flashy!

He was covered in golden armor, holding a huge golden sword in his hand, and a golden dragon was carved on the hilt!
Glittering gold shines even in the middle of the night!
And next to this person covered in golden light, there is another person covered in silver light, wearing silver armor, holding a huge silver sword with a silver tiger carved on the hilt!
"Tell you, I am Stegosaurus!"

"I am Sword Tiger!"

"We are 'Dragon and Tiger Swords'!"

Seeing the strange looks of the two of them, Mu Yingxiong almost laughed out loud, "No wonder, no wonder, one carved dragon, the other carved tiger, dragon, tiger, phoenix, dog, they are all beasts..."

The golden-armored sword dragon was furious, and just as he was about to raise his sword, the silver-armored sword tiger behind him hurriedly stopped him, "Brother, why should we have the same knowledge as him! You must know that we still have important matters..."

"What's the important thing? Hehe, I think you are just like that, why pretend to be the important thing?" Ying Xiong continued to sneer.

"Smelly boy, what a stinky mouth! Well, we will tell you, lest you be ignorant! This place is called 'Sword Peak'! All swordsmen who come here must leave their swords here. The scene of the grave." Jianhu said coldly.

"Oh? Then why did you leave your sword here before going up to Sword Peak?" Mu Yingxiong suddenly became interested.

Jianlong said: "Because they all come to ask for the same thing! In order to show respect, I left behind my beloved sword before going up the mountain! The swordsman and the sword should be inseparable. Only that thing on this mountain will make countless swordsmen willing Let go of your original favorite sword! Because it is what countless swordsmen in the martial arts have dreamed of for thousands of years but no one has ever obtained—heroes, heroes, and swords!"

Ying Xiong and Ying Ming suddenly heard the word "Hero Sword", they all reacted, they couldn't help but look at each other, and at the same time they felt a sense of excitement.

This wonderful feeling made them unable to calm down for a long time...

"Speaking of which, no matter who they are, after seeing the hero sword on the mountain, they lose interest in their original favorite sword! If they can't get the hero sword, they would rather never touch the sword again in their lives. Therefore, these swords abandoned by their masters have formed over time. The sword grave here..." Jianhu said with emotion.

Ying Xiong was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered Ying Ming's pityful eyes when he looked at Wan Jian just now...

But the sword dragon and sword tiger became interested in talking, and they took the trouble to talk about the "Legend of the Heavenly Sword" that has been passed down in China for thousands of years!
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At the peak, Hao Jian and the Juggernaut stood side by side, looking down the mountain from a distance.

"Brother Hao, the heroic sword master you are talking about, could it be the two boys at the foot of the mountain?" The sword master asked doubtfully.

Hao Jian smiled, "That's right! For thousands of years, these two are the only sword masters that Hero Sword has been waiting for!"

"I...I don't accept it! Why! Why am I not!" The Juggernaut couldn't help roaring again, with a breath of envy, jealousy and hatred gushing out.

Hao Jian squinted at the Juggernaut, "Why are you yelling! If you yell again, your tongue will be cut off!"

The Juggernaut quickly shut up resentfully...

After a pause, he asked again: "Brother Hao, I have never been able to figure out what kind of sword technique you used to defeat my 'Sword Twenty One'?"

"Want to know?" Hao Jian said leisurely with his hands behind his back.

"I also ask Brother Hao for advice." The sword master said sincerely with a humble and studious appearance.

Hao Jian pondered for a while, and said: "I heard that in the past, in the martial arts world, there was "Ten Strong Martial Arts" and "Xuanwu Zhengong"..."

The Juggernaut immediately held his breath and listened intently.

"... But, I don't even know it! The martial arts I use... are not those."

The Juggernaut was stunned.

"However, I can tell you that the martial art I used to destroy your 'Sword Twenty-one' is called..."Three Sections of Sword"!"

The Juggernaut listened, and immediately showed a pensive expression, recalling the scene where his "Sword Twenty One" was broken by the "Three Sections of Sword", the more he thought about it, the more strange and unspeakable it became.

After pondering for a moment, the sword master suddenly said: "I understand! I will definitely create stronger moves in the future! I hope that Brother Hao will not hesitate to teach you! At that time, I will never lose again! I want to reach the sky! Underground, the way of the sword reigns supreme!"

Hao Jian smiled and floated down the mountain.

The immature Heavenly Sword and Sword Emperor will gradually reveal their majesty from today...

And this Dugu Sword Master, under the stimulation of one after another tonight, will finally create the extremely powerful moves of "Sword Twenty-two" and even "Sword Twenty-three".

Especially "Mietian Judi Sword Twenty-Three"!
It is said that an extraordinary person can practice the move of destroying the sky and the earth. Once the move is made, all things will freeze and be slaughtered. The kendo ceiling of "Feng Yun Yi"!
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On the other side, the gold and silver swords... oh no, after the dragon and tiger swords went up the mountain with the swords, Ying Xiong, Ying Ming and Xiao Yu also went up the mountain.

Soon, Jian Hui, Po Jun and his son also came to Jian's grave.

"Father, you really are old and cunning... They really went up the mountain!"

Hearing this, Jian Hui almost couldn't help but slap Po Jun to death, "Shut up if you don't know how to use idioms! Being a father is like a sea of ​​wisdom!"

After a pause, he said resentfully: "As long as they go up the mountain and get close to the Hero Sword, we will know whether they are the Heavenly Sword that was prophesied! If we really pull out the Hero Sword, our goal will be achieved... "

"However, there are Juggernaut and another unknown powerhouse on the mountain, can they get close to Hero Sword?" Po Jun doubted.

"This... I'm not sure if I'm a father! However, there must be an earth-shattering show to watch... Let's go, let's go up the mountain!"

After Jian Hui and Po Jun walked up the mountain quickly, a figure in white turned out from a dark corner of the Jian Tomb.

A young monk in a moon-white monk's robe, a monk who came here following the order of the monk emperor.

He murmured to himself: "Master, since you have used the mirror to calculate that their fate is unbreakable, then what is the purpose of your disciple coming here...do you want him to realize something from it?"

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mountain top.

After Hao Jian left, the Juggernaut felt a familiar aura, which was the aura of the opponent he had set up more than ten years ago.

His whole body seemed to be pumped with chicken blood, and he became excited again, "Why are you two the masters of the heroic sword? And I, a majestic sword master, can only watch the heroic sword fall into your hands! I don't accept it. God damn it, I don't accept it!"

"boom!"

A thunderbolt struck down the mountain again...

"Ah!" At the top of the mountain, a scream spread all over the place.

Cang Tian: "Am I giving you face?"

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At the foot of the mountain, Ying Xiong and Ying Ming felt a strange force very suddenly.

This force seems to come from the same source as them, and it is constantly calling them.

"Come on, be happy... come up, come up and play..."

Well, it's this kind of pretty girl in the alley, full of red-sleeved tricks...

But at the same time, there is a different force, a force full of self-importance and extreme danger, blocking them, as if warning them not to set foot on the mountain.

A horrific scream came down from the top of the mountain, followed by a cold and murderous aura.

Ying Xiong suddenly raised his hand, facing a dead leaf falling from the mountain.

"Thorn..."

Listen, the sound of the monthly pass being torn!
Ah, no, it was the sound of the skirt being cut...

"Cousin Yingxiong?" Xiaoyu looked at Yingxiong's sleeve in shock, "Your shirt...was scratched by a leaf? This...Is this impossible?"

Ying Xiong glanced at Yingming thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "Nothing is impossible! It was indeed this dead leaf that cut my clothes! This is because... this dead leaf stained the extremely dangerous atmosphere on the top of the mountain. Therefore, after we go up the mountain, not only can we see the demeanor of the two heroic swords that no one has pulled out since ancient times, but we can even see another violent sword energy that looks down on the world!"

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peak.

The dragon and tiger swords had just reached the top when they heard a roar.

"Although you are top-notch swordsmen, you are not worthy of climbing the Sword Peak! You are not worthy of letting me waste time! Get lost!"

The moment the word "Roll" was just uttered, the Wushuang sword suddenly plunged into the ground, causing countless weeds to fly up, stabbing at the dragon and tiger swords like countless sharp swords.

The golden dragon and the silver tiger only had time to protect the heart veins with the double swords, and the rest of the body was pierced by the grass sword. Whether it was gold armor or silver armor, it was as fragile as paper...

The two are like two hedgehogs, covered in blood!

"Great!" The Juggernaut roared again, feeling that the instinct that had been suppressed by Hao Jian had been fully released at this moment...

In the distance, Hao Jian actually did not go far, but gave the stage to the Juggernaut and the upcoming Yingxiong and Yingming. This is the first head-on collision between the Juggernaut, the Sword Emperor, and the Heavenly Sword. How can we miss it?

Hearing the roar, Hao Jian put his hands on his forehead, "It's really hard to change... This output depends on the problem of roaring..."

Although the dragon and tiger swords were not dead, they were seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to move an inch.

The Juggernaut's hair and clothes were a little burnt black.

He didn't even bother to look at these two people, and said with disdain: "Just by listening to the movement, I know that you are the swordsmen who have recently emerged in the Jianghu, the swords of the dragon and the tiger! However, although your swords are invaluable, but But it is meaningless! The sword is not for viewing, it is for fighting!"

"Hmph, the person I was waiting for is finally here! Let me see what the so-called Lord of Destiny of the Heroic Sword really looks like!" Saying this, the sword master suddenly turned around.

Yingxiong, Yingming and Xiaoyu came into his eyes, and then... Xiaoyu was automatically ignored.

Facing the needle-like eyes of the Juggernaut, Ying Xiong looked back unceremoniously, with an indescribable look in his eyes.

As for Yingming, with a twilight face and an erhu on his back, his temperament looks a bit older than the 42-year-old Juggernaut...

As a matter of course, the Juggernaut looked at Ying Xiong again, with a strange look in his eyes, "Is it you?"

"Old man, do you know me?" Ying Xiong asked back.

"Of course I know you! Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, when you were still in your mother's womb, you already exuded an emperor's sword aura! How could I forget such an opponent?" The sword master sneered.

Back then, before Yingxiong and Yingming were born, the sword master followed the monk emperor's guidance and searched for his opponent all the way east, and finally arrived at Mulong Town.

Right in front of the Mu Mansion's gate, he felt the aura of the emperor in the sword, which came from Madam Mu's protruding abdomen.

"There is a vision outside the gate of Mu's residence, Bai Zhu respectfully welcomes King Wan Jian.

19 years later, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Juggernaut came to Zhan Erlang! "

Ying Xiong understood, and said in shock: "Could it be that you are the sword master who asked me to fight when I was 19 years old?"

"That's right! I've been waiting for 16 years, and I'm already impatient! Since I met you in advance, and I think your cultivation level is not low, then we might as well fight to the death here!" The sword master was full of fighting spirit, roaring road.

The sonic boom is dozens of miles away, showing its unrivaled skill.

"Fuck... isn't it the tenth level of blood, you are yelling endlessly..." Hao Jian scratched his ears and complained.

The Wushuang sword suddenly came out of its sheath, held in the palm of the sword master, he suddenly pulled out the sword.

"Sword One!"

With a loud roar, all the trees within a radius of five feet were cut to pieces.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ying Xiong's mouth, and then he chose a move that surprised everyone.

I saw him raising his neck, without dodging or evading, he directly received the sword with his neck!

Xiaoyu was petrified...

In Yingming's eyes, a bit of admiration suddenly appeared.

In the next instant, the terrifying sword force stopped, and the Wushuang sword stopped within an inch of Ying Xiong's throat.

"Boy, why don't you dodge or dodge? No one has ever dared to ignore my swordsmanship like this!" The sword master shouted angrily.

Ying Xiong chuckled, "Really? I think those people will die faster because they want to dodge your sword too much! After all, for a sword master, he must prefer to kill people who want to dodge. Otherwise, if they successfully avoided it, wouldn't you be very shameless?"

For a moment, the Juggernaut felt that what Ying Xiong said was reasonable and well-founded, which made him speechless.

"So, you simply don't hide?"

"That's right! Although I've been familiar with sword manuals these past few years, I'm still best at the "Mu Family's Palm Technique" handed down by my family. When it comes to swords, I can't ask myself. Since you didn't keep the agreement and shot ahead of time, I knew I couldn't avoid it." , simply break your troublesome 'Jian Yi'!"

The sword master was so angry that he almost went mad, "You...you kid, you speak so arrogantly! You kill yourself, and you say you are breaking my sword?"

Ying Xiong laughed, "Isn't it? You don't care if I break the sword with the sword, I can break it! After all, the result is that you failed to kill me with 'Sword One', so I broke it! Not only that, I guess You must have become curious about what I did just now, so you must withdraw your sword! When a swordsman talks about a sword, there are strategies besides skills, moves, and sword principles, and you, between this move, have already lost in strategy. Yes! Alas... As the saying goes, the sky does not produce useless people, and the earth does not grow nameless grass, but now I am curious, how did a waste like you come here? This... This is not rigorous... "

Juggernaut's blood pressure went up after listening...

He suddenly felt that the boy in white in front of him was actually somewhat similar to the previous one!

"You... you said that I, the undefeated sword master, lost to you, and even more that I was a waste? I have practiced swords all my life, but I have never met... well, I only lost once. This...is not important! Want to see what other skills you have besides strategy? 'Sword Two'!"

While roaring, the Juggernaut drew his sword again.

It was obviously just a pair of unparalleled swords, but it suddenly split into two, parted ways, and attacked Ying Xiong from the front and back.

Ying Xiong chuckled, this time he didn't repeat the old trick of breaking the sword with his neck, but bent over and threw it back instantly, dodging the sword master's "Sword Two" by a tiny margin!
"You...you don't hide?" The sword master was angry again, "However, you are wrong this time!"

I saw the moment when the front and rear sword lights collided, the phantom dissipated, and the real Wushuang sword turned into a streamer, automatically following Ying Xiong away!

"This is the old man's 'Sword Two'! Kid, you didn't expect this level, did you?" The sword master said with a sense of relief, as if he was feeling depressed after being defeated by Hao Jian.

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