Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

"But it's useless for you to know Lynch."

"My son is still waiting to take the first place on the gold list."

"Don't waste time."

"At most, let you choose a way to die."

Young Master Wushuang opened his mouth.

Jian Wuming was stunned for a moment, and then said strangely.

"You guy, did you become so crazy after being promoted to Jindan?"

"When I left customs before."

"I heard that you were promoted to Jindan, and you came to the Star Academy to find people to fight everywhere."

"I thought someone else was spreading rumors."

"But I didn't expect it to be true."

"But it shouldn't be."

Jian Wuming thought that he knew Lynch quite well.

The Lynch in his impression took the words of not being aggressive in his life as his motto.

In the past, no matter how entangled he was.

Lynch refused to compete with him.

But Lynch in front of him looked like a fighting madman.

Is it possible that being promoted to Jindan can also change people's minds?

Jian Wuming felt that something was wrong, and carefully looked at Mr. Wushuang.

Finally, his eyes fell on Mr. Wushuang's flamboyant red hair that burned like a flame.

"Why did you dye your hair?!"

"none of your business."

Master Wushuang was getting impatient.

"Don't think that if you know Lynch, I will be merciful."

"Don't linger."

"Draw your sword!"

Chapter 254 Passionate Swordsman Ruthless Sword 2

"You're not Lynch."

Jian Wuming is not a fool after all.

Others who don't know Lynch well.

Maybe he will be confused by the person in front of him who looks exactly like Lynch.

And according to those hearsay news about Lynch.

And think that Lynch should be as frivolous and conceited as before, with eyes above the top.

But Jian Wuming knew Lynch.

Lynch in his impression.

Perhaps there is also an arrogant and conceited side in his bones.

But definitely not acting like a fool.

Lynch, but an old cunt.

Jian Wuming thought about it, and drew the long sword out of its sheath in his hand.

"Although I don't know why you look exactly like Lynch."

"He also pretended to be Lynch and came to the Star Academy."

"But you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me."

"Say."

"who are you!"

"Where is the real Lynch?!"

Hearing this, Mr. Wushuang, who was already preparing to kill Jian Wuming with a single sword, immediately lost his fighting spirit.

With a half-smile, he glanced at Jian Wuming, who wanted to expose his fake Lynch identity, and asked about the whereabouts of the real Lynch.

"It seems that you should be the old man's friend."

"not bad."

"My son originally thought that the old man looked lonely."

"It's impossible to have any friends in this life."

"But I didn't expect that."

"The old man can really make friends."

"As expected, it's me!"

Young Master Wu Shuang laughed loudly, and after pulling back the sword sheath, he waved to Jian Wuming.

"alright."

"For the sake of you being friends with the old man."

"Get out the sword."

"I will give you some pointers."

"Depend on!"

Jian Wuming laughed instantly.

"I fucking think you are Lynch now!"

"It looks like a fart."

"It's exactly the same!"

Before the words fell, Jian Wuming made a move with the long sword.

The sword energy is three thousand feet vertical and horizontal, and a long river of swords falls into the sun.

"Gorgeous."

Master Wushuang's sword doesn't come out of its sheath.

Facing Jian Wuming, who was extremely gorgeous, it was as if the sword had absorbed the setting sun in the long river.

Just shook his head, scabbard a little.

The long river stopped flowing, and the sunset glowed.

The scabbard was just right on the point of Wuming's sword.

After Jian Wuming's sword strike, he had already thought of a lot of back moves, and the sword technique changed.

But the tip of the sword was hit by Mr. Wushuang with the scabbard.

The terror and strength instantly made the long sword whine.

Jian Wuming snorted.

I just felt an unspeakable terrifying force coming from the sword.

As the sun rises, as the sun sets.

It is also like a long river with waves, one wave after another, rushing endlessly.

So much so that he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand.

Not to mention the change of swordsmanship and the use of back moves.

He could only clenched the sword in his hand as hard as he could, and stepped back three steps, unable to hide his shock and anger.

"What kind of sword technique are you doing?!"

"Supernatural power? Artistic conception?"

"It's not magical, and it doesn't have any artistic conception."

Young Master Wushuang spoke lightly.

"If you have to ask."

"It's nothing more than quick eyesight and quick hands."

"After all, although I have learned a lot of swordsmanship."

"But in the end, there is only one sentence."

"Everything is invincible, only speed is invincible!"

"Well, enough."

"What are you kidding!"

Jian Wuming was startled and furious.

The sword principle that everything is invincible, but fast is indestructible.

But it's just a mortal's swordsmanship.

He was born in the sword sect, practiced various kendo supernatural powers, and comprehended many sword meanings and principles.

All kinds of sword techniques are at his fingertips.

Obsessed with swordsmanship, he practiced half his life.

Up to now, I dare not say that I have seen through the truth of the way of the sword.

But Lynch in front of him actually said that the kendo concept of ordinary people is enough.

Just kidding.

"I'm not interested in joking with you, my son."

Master Wushuang was not happy.

"Everything is invincible, only speed can't be broken."

"This is the undeniable truth in this world."

"If your strength is greater than others."

"If you are faster than everyone else."

"The one who wins is naturally you."

Speaking of this, Mr. Wushuang thought for a while.

"At least it should be like this in the Celestial Universe."

"After all, there is no way of heaven in our universe."

"Fancy swordsmanship, and the sword intent that you understand with your heart can't be blessed by the heavens, and external forces can help."

"In this case."

"Of course whose sword is stronger, whose sword is faster."

"Whoever wins."

"As for other universes."

"Perhaps there really exists some kind of supreme sword intent, peerless sword art."

"You can get the favor of the world, and the blessing of the Dao."