Chapter 369: Sword Emperor, you don’t understand sword!Near the Sword Sect, outside the Second Sword Royal Palace.
Di Er Meng looked at his master and father anxiously.
"Asshole, I was wondering why my daughter had red spots on her face and her sword skills weren't as good as expected. It turns out that you, old bastard, secretly taught her sword skills! How can practicing both sword and sword be good? You've ruined my daughter!"
"Second Sword Emperor, your swordsmanship is extremely fierce and only suitable for men to practice. If you pass on such swordsmanship to your daughter, you will be misleading her! Meng, follow me and learn the swordsmanship of my Sword Sect, that is the right way!"
"I think your swordsmanship is just mediocre and rubbish!"
"Bah, your swordsmanship is awful, worse than shit!"
"I'll kill you!"
"Grandpa will kill you!"
The Second Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor bickered with each other while fighting with their swords.
Di Er Meng tried to dissuade them, but it was useless. The martial arts of the Sword Emperor and the Second Knife Emperor were too high, and Di Er Meng felt that he had no way to intervene.
It turned out that when the Sword Emperor saw Po Jun win, he hurriedly handed the secret book of Wan Jian Gui Zong to Po Jun, then laughed up to the sky and went out, saying, "How can I be an ordinary person?"
The Sword Emperor was forced to sit in the Sword Clan's jail for decades, and his desire for freedom was like a donut-like person's desire for a beacon.
However, when he really left the Sword Sect, the Sword Emperor felt lost. The world was so big that he didn't even know where to go.
He spent most of his life learning skills in the Sword Sect, but he was so obsessed with swordsmanship that he had no interest in starting a family. As a result, even though his hair and beard were all white, he was still alone and had no family.
The Sword Sect was declining. He and Pojun's father Jian Hui were of the same generation, but Jian Hui was dead. The people of the Sword Sect were either dead or scattered. Not to mention his friends, even his former fellow disciples were gone.
He is indeed a member of the royal family, but after so many years, he has been forgotten by the public and has been removed from the royal family.
The world is so big, he has no relatives or friends, and he is alone. Looking at the vast world, he feels confused.
He is out and free, but what is he going to do?
Fortunately, in recent years, a little girl named Di Er Meng accidentally entered the Sword Sect. Seeing that he felt sorry for her, she brought him food and chatted with him.
Seeing that Di Er Meng had excellent aptitude and was a good material for learning martial arts, the Sword Emperor accepted Di Er Meng as his apprentice and taught him all his sword skills.
The swordsmanship that Di Er Meng learned from his father was masculine and domineering, while the swordsmanship taught by the Sword Emperor was feminine and gentle like water. The yin and yang could not work together. Di Er Meng practiced both sword and blade, and it was difficult to harmonize the yin and yang energies, so red spots appeared on his face, which damaged his beauty.
This is different from a dream.
Dreams are the natural seeds of knife skills, so there are natural knife scars on your face.
The Sword Emperor knew where Di Er Meng's home was. Since he had nowhere else to go, he wanted to go to Di Er Meng's home and let Di Er Meng take him out to explore the world. It was also a kind of pleasure for the master and disciple to depend on each other.
However, when he arrived at the Second Dream's house, he met the Second Sword Emperor.
The Second Sword Emperor had a bad temper. When he heard that the Sword Emperor was the Second Dream's master, he became furious and started arguing with the Sword Emperor, even to the point of fighting.
The martial arts of the Second Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor were completely on par with each other. Neither of them could do anything to the other, and the fight was a bloody one.
Di Er Meng was extremely anxious. One of these two people was his master, and the other was his father. No matter who hurt whom, it would not be good.
Just when the Second Dream was about to take the risk to stop the two men, he saw a sword energy coming through and shooting between the Second Knife Emperor and the Sword Emperor.
This sword energy was so powerful that it forced the Second Knife Emperor and the Sword Emperor to avoid the edge and retreat. The fierce battle between them was naturally forced to end.
"What a strong sword energy! Who is this person?" the Sword Emperor asked loudly.
"It's really powerful." The Second Sword Emperor also looked solemn.
This sword energy was able to force back both him and the Sword Emperor at the same time. It seemed that the person who emitted this sword energy must be extraordinary.
"The ups and downs of the world are created by our generation. Once we enter the martial arts world, time will pass by. The imperial plan and hegemony can be achieved through laughter and conversation, which is no match for the drunkenness of life." A voice reciting poetry came, "Knife Emperor, Sword Emperor, Tianxiahui Murong Fu, come to pay your respects!"
As he spoke, Murong Fu's figure floated in the air and came over.
Behind him, there were several people following him, and they were also using light skills to catch up.
It was Wuming and others.
Murong Fu is the fastest, followed by Bai Suzhen, then Wuming, then Nie Feng, and then Sword Saint and Bu Jingyun.
Nie Feng's title of "the god of wind" is not exaggerated. Unless one's power is overwhelming, it is difficult to be faster than Nie Feng. The lightness of the crowd can be seen at a glance.
"What Murong Fu?"
The Sword Emperor only thought that Murong Fu was an important figure, but he did not know Murong Fu.
He was not even familiar with Xiong Ba of the Tianxia Society.
After all, Xiongba hadn't made his debut when he was locked up.
"Murong Fu..."
Instead, it was the Second Sword Emperor who became cautious.
Although the first, second, and third families are not well-known in the underworld and are keen on infighting, it does not mean that they do not get involved in the underworld.
The First Evil Emperor may not know what kind of masters there are in the martial arts world, because after killing his son, the First Evil Emperor shut himself up in the Gate of Life and Death.
However, the Second Sword King and the Third Pig King often go out and know the changes in the martial arts world.
At first, Xiongba was majestic and looked down upon the world. However, he did not expect that a change of leadership would occur halfway through his career. Murong Fu replaced Xiongba and became famous throughout the world.
Recently I heard that Murong Fu defeated the Dugu brothers of Wushuang City and was so arrogant.
Now it seems that the reputation is indeed well-deserved.
"Wuming? Didn't you lose to Pojun? With Pojun's personality, even if he didn't kill you, he would definitely torture you. How come you are safe and sound?" The Sword Emperor's gaze fell on Wuming and asked, "Where is Pojun?"
Wuming said sadly: "Pojun is dead. I buried him in Jianzong, together with Master."
"You actually killed Po Jun?" Sword Emperor said, "If you had been so cruel back then, I wouldn't have wasted more than ten years in Sword Sect for nothing."
Wuming said: "It was not me who killed Pojun."
"who is it?"
The nameless gentleman remained silent.
Murong Fu said: "It's me. Pojun colluded with the Wushen Jue Palace in Japan and betrayed his country. Wushen Jue Palace not only wants your Sword Sect's supreme martial art, Wanjian Guizong, but also covets the Central Plains. You are a member of the royal family, and the emperor is your family. Do you think Pojun should die?"
"Is that so? If it's just a fight between fellow disciples, I don't mind if it's a little despicable, but selling out the country is unacceptable." The Sword Emperor expressed his attitude.
Then, the Sword Emperor looked at Wuming and asked, "Has Wanjian Guizong fallen into your hands?"
"Yes." Wuming said, "In the hands of the younger generation."
The Sword Emperor asked: "Have you practiced yet?"
"No."
"Why not practice?"
"This is not my way!" Wuming said, "The way of the sword is mine. Rather than copying the predecessors, I'd rather find my own way!"
Speaking of this, Wuming had a deeper understanding of the Heavenly Sword Realm.
A sword intent that is unique to him, Wuming, and that is the birth of all swords returning to their origin.
"How ridiculous! Wanjian Guizong is the authentic swordsmanship in the world and the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Yet you are so arrogant that you think you can surpass the great swordsman." The Sword Emperor was a little angry.
His life was changed because of Wanjian Guizong. In his mind, Wanjian Guizong was the strongest sword technique.
"Sword Emperor, it seems that although you are called Sword Emperor, you don't understand sword." Murong Fu said.
The Sword Emperor said: "How dare you! No one knows swordsmanship better than me!"
Murong Fu said: "You regard the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect as the highest, which is like a leaf blocking your view of the mountain. Sword Saint, give him the whole... ahem, let him see your Sword Twenty-Three!"
Murong Fu thought that the Second Sword Emperor and the Sword Emperor were too unruly and that his arrogance needed to be curbed so that they would know that there are always people better than them.
Good at swordsmanship?
Then let’s compete with Sword Twenty-Three!
Good at knife skills?
Then compete with Love in a Fallen City!
If they are not beaten into autism, they will not be able to be used by Murong Fu.
(End of this chapter)
