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After understanding Chu Yang's intentions, Nie Feng and Ming Yue stopped trying to persuade him and prepared to leave the World Society.
Before the two left, Chu Yang handed the Snow Drinking Blade and the Six Secrets of Aohan, which had been written down, to Nie Feng. "These are the things I found in Lingyun Cave. They are your Nie family's sword techniques and weapons."
Nie Feng solemnly accepted the two items, a hint of tears welling up in his eyes. Years ago, he had witnessed his father being carried into Lingyun Cave by the Fire Qilin.
Seeing these things now, we can be fairly certain of my father's fate.
"I am deeply grateful and hope to have the opportunity to repay you in the future."
Nie Feng clasped his hands together, his eyes resolute.
Having given them everything they needed, Chu Yang left ahead of them, his figure disappearing into the night.
Holding Mingyue's hand, Nie Feng didn't take anything from the Fengshen Hall and walked out of the Tianxia Society without looking back.
A few more days passed.
Dugu Jiansheng of Wushuang City suddenly appeared at the World Alliance, declaring that he would fight Xiong Ba to the death in seven days.
Even without Duan Lang's report, other disciples would naturally ask him to come out of seclusion and uphold justice for Wushuang City.
The arrogant and proud Xiong Ba naturally accepted the challenge.
The Sword Saint left satisfied.
The duel between the two sides shocked the entire martial arts world, and the whole world was watching this battle.
When the Sword Saint left, Chu Yang followed behind him.
He knew the Sword Saint was going to find Nameless.
Not long after, Wuming's apprentice Jian Chen appeared, and the two started fighting. Chu Yang watched their swordsmanship from a distance.
Sword Saint Twenty-Three, who had not yet comprehended the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, had his Sword One to Sword Twenty-Two techniques completely countered by Sword Chen using one of the techniques of the Mysterious Sword Technique, "Unknown".
This move was the result of Wuming's many years of fighting with the Sword Saint, and he passed it all on to Jian Chen. It does not mean that Jian Chen's strength is higher than that of the Sword Saint.
Both sword techniques were good, but Chu Yang still wanted to see Sword Twenty-Three and the Nameless Swords Return to the Origin.
After his defeat, the Sword Saint laughed heartily, showing great composure. Even though he lost completely, he did not hold a grudge against Jian Chen.
The two sides became acquainted through a fight, and Jian Chen then took the Sword Saint to see his master, Wuming.
Chu Yang naturally followed behind them.
It's getting late.
The two entered a small courtyard.
Chu Yang heard the sound of an erhu from afar; the melody was mournful and melodious, enough to bring tears to one's eyes.
After confirming the nameless residence, Chu Yang was about to leave when he suddenly heard a weathered voice in his ear.
"Young friend, since you're here, why don't you come in and sit down so I can show you some hospitality?"
Chu Yang had been careful enough, using magic and ninjutsu to conceal his presence, so most experts would not be able to detect his existence.
In the end, Wuming still found him.
All I can say is that the Heavenly Sword Realm is truly terrifying.
If it weren't for the suppression of their world-class combat power, this group might actually be able to go toe-to-toe with the captain from the Bleach world.
Chu Yang decided to stop hiding and walked out of the darkness into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Wuming had set up a table of food and wine and was sitting opposite the Sword Saint, while his apprentice Jian Chen stood guard to the side, holding the Hero Sword.
The two looked at Chu Yang in surprise.
The nameless man smiled and said, "This person is the one who followed you two here."
The Sword Saint's expression darkened. He hadn't even noticed anyone following him; with his martial arts prowess, that was impossible.
When he looked at Chu Yang again, he found that the other party looked very young, even a few years younger than Jian Chen next to him.
The Sword Saint paused for a moment, then murmured, "Truly, the younger generation is formidable."
Jian Chen was not as calm as the Sword Saint. In his opinion, Chu Yang was definitely not a good person, so he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you acting so suspiciously?"
Chu Yang rolled his eyes. Do you think a bad guy can tell you exactly what he's doing?
Seeing that the villain in front of him ignored him, Jian Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. Holding the Hero Sword, he leaped up and landed in front of Chu Yang.
His first move was the same mysterious sword technique he had used in his previous battle with the Sword Saint.
After using his Observation Haki to foresee Jian Chen's movements, Chu Yang activated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, using the power of twenty dragons and elephants to flick his fingers.
His fingertips collided with the tip of the Hero's Sword, and unparalleled power suddenly erupted.
Jian Chen flew straight out, the Hero Sword in his hand constantly emitting sword cries, which at first glance sounded like the screams of a person in dire straits.
Both the Nameless One and the Sword Saint had solemn expressions in their eyes.
The Hero Sword is not some cheap junk you can find anywhere on the street; it is a divine weapon forged a thousand years ago by the "Great Swordsman," the founder of the Sword Sect.
The divine weapon, possessing a spirit, cried out in sorrow, as if suffering unbearable pain.
This is something that no ordinary expert can do.
"Jian Chen, come back!"
Wuming, who had originally intended to have Jian Chen test Chu Yang's strength, suddenly became anxious.
Jian Chen was, after all, a young man. Being knocked away by Chu Yang's attack made him lose face. He was furious and, disregarding his master's orders, thrust out his sword again.
Chu Yang had no intention of antagonizing Wuming, so he was relatively restrained in his attacks, using the Dragon-Capturing Hand to directly pull the Hero Sword from Jian Chen's hand.
Jian Chen was shocked and angry at losing the Hero Sword, and even more afraid of his master's scolding.
"Great move!"
The Sword Saint couldn't help but cheer loudly.
"Indeed exquisite."
The nameless man smiled and nodded in approval.
Jian Chen's face darkened even more, and he didn't dare to utter a single word.
Chu Yang twirled his sword, then casually tossed it back into its sheath. He clasped his hands in a fist salute and said with a smile, "I'm just making a fool of myself in front of you two seniors."
Chu Yang's martial arts skills and attitude won the favor of Wuming and the Sword Saint, and the two became closer as a result.
"Since you've come from afar, you're a guest. Young friend, why don't you sit down and chat with us?"
Wuming invited Chu Yang to take a seat.
"Thank you."
Chu Yang didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly next to the two of them.
Jian Chen, wanting to avoid the sight and sound, turned his head to the other side.
"May I ask your honorable name, young friend, and why you are following behind this old man?"
The Sword Saint's tone was relatively kind, but his gaze was fixed intently on Chu Yang.
"My name is insignificant, you two seniors can just call me A-Yang. As for why I'm following the Sword Saint..."
Chu Yang smiled and said, "It is said that the Sword Saint and the Heavenly Sword Nameless fought countless battles throughout their lives. They were both rivals and close friends. Before your last battle, you must have wanted to see your old friend."
The nameless man asked, "So, you've come to see me?"
Chu Yang nodded and said, "I really want to ask you for some swordsmanship advice, senior."
Just as Wuming was about to decline, the Sword Saint suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him, staring at Chu Yang and coldly saying, "The last battle of your life? Do you think I'm sure I'll lose to Xiong Ba?"
Chu Yang shook his head and said, "It's not a loss, but a death. Senior's life force is waning, he is like a candle in the wind, and he may not have the chance to deliver the final blow to Xiong Ba."
Wuming looked at Chu Yang in surprise. He had also sensed that the Sword Saint's life was coming to an end, which was why he had made a special trip to meet with the Sword Saint in order to persuade him to give up the decisive battle with Xiong Ba.
I didn't expect that the young man in front of me also knew about this.
The Sword Saint's expression was complicated. He knew his own body better than anyone else what was going on. If he weren't on the verge of death, why would he be in such a hurry?
Wuming also took the opportunity to persuade him, but the Sword Saint was no longer willing to listen and closed his eyes without saying a word.
Wuming sighed and could only look at Chu Yang again, "Brother A Yang, I am no longer a member of the martial world. I'm afraid I can't help you with your request."
Chu Yang smiled and said, "Senior, please don't be in a hurry. I have some information that I can use to make a deal with you. If you are still unwilling to take action after hearing it, I will leave immediately and will not disturb you. How about it?"
Wuming hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded.
Since the other party said that, they must be very confident. In that case, he was also curious about what information Chu Yang would use to get him to take action.
"Senior Nameless, your wife died of a strange poison in her early years, is that right?"
"Yes, that poison is colorless and odorless, and I have searched the entire Central Plains but have not been able to find any trace of it."
"The poison came from Japan, so naturally you couldn't find it."
Do you know who killed my wife?
"This poison was obtained by Jian Hui's son, your senior brother Po Jun, who personally went to Japan to find it."
Upon hearing this, Wuming's usually calm and collected face showed a change of expression, and his aura surged, revealing his sharp edge!
How did you find out about this?