"The peerless sword technique has been completed. Dugu Qiubai has left the mountain and entered the world.”
"Wearing a green robe and holding a sword, a young man flows through the world of maples.”
"He has great ambition, great ambition, great realm, and great spirit in the Dao of the Sword.
He wanted to use the swords in the world to test the sword in his hand.
He would use the Sword Dao of the world to hone his own Sword Dao.”
"With his peerless swordsmanship, peerless talent in swordsmanship, and unfathomable realm of swordsmanship, he killed all his enemies and defeated all the famous swordsmen of the Song Dynasty before he was thirty.”
"One man and one sword, and all the heroes of the pugilistic world are helpless.”
"As soon as he entered the martial world, he laughed arrogantly.”
"Peak at the beginning!"
On the white jade platform, Lu An's words made everyone on the Motian Cliff excited.
The younger generation's blood boiled as they listened.
It was as if he had traveled through time and personally witnessed Dugu Qiubai's Maple Flow.
Especially the young swordsmen, their eyes were shining and they were fascinated. Their sword wills were sharp and could not be suppressed.
A sword to suppress Jianghu.
As swordsmen, they knew how difficult it was to do this.
The younger one was, the more difficult it would be.
Even Ximen Chuixue, who was younger on the Sword God Ranking, could not suppress the entire Ming Dynasty before he was thirty years old.
Not to mention the peerless swordsmen of the older generation, just the young Sword God who was under fifty years old like him:
Ye Gucheng, Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Three.
He would not be able to win easily.
Not to mention the old Sword God who had sealed his sword and hidden in the world.
Great Ming's Jianghu was brilliant and resplendent, while Great Song's Jianghu was not weak either.
The current Great Grandmaster of the Five Uniques, Iron Palm Floating on Water, Beggar's Sect Master Qiao Feng, Young Palace Master of Vulture Palace Xu Zhu…
Everyone believed that the martial world of the Great Song from a hundred years ago would only be better.
Experts were as common as the clouds, and Grandmasters were as numerous as the forest.
Yet, such a brilliant martial world had fallen under the sword of this young man, Lonely Begging for Defeat.
It was dim and dull.
The new and old were subdued, and the swordsmen were helpless.
In front of him, no one dared to claim a sword, draw a sword, talk about a sword, discuss a sword, compete with a sword, or test a sword.
One person was a pugilistic world.
With a single slash, the maples on the ground were swept away.
What a peerless demeanor, what a peerless spirit.
………
"What a pity!"
The older generation felt regretful.
They were also ignited by the long-lost passion.
He wished he could be born in the same era as Dugu Qiubai.
Contending with him.
She wanted to experience his peerless sword technique and see his high-spirited spirit.
But…
It was easy to grow old in Jianghu, and it was easy for people to forget.
Ten years was a boundary, and that was an era.
It was an unrealistic hope, let alone traveling for a hundred years.
Even the people of the same generation as Dugu Qiubai, apart from Perfected Zhang and a few others, had probably all become yellow soil in their graves.
Everyone knew that mortals had a lifespan of a hundred years.
Even a martial arts grandmaster could only live for a hundred and twenty years at most.
The reason why the celestial beings were extraordinary and above the mortal world.
Other than connecting the Celestial Bridge in his body, the True Qi in his body was endless. With the support of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi, he could unleash terrifying divine powers that could burn mountains and boil seas, fly into the sky, and escape into the earth.
Compared to other martial artists, there was one more obvious difference.
That was lifespan.
A celestial being can live up to 300 years.
If they wanted to know about the matter of seeking defeat alone from others, they could only ask the devas.
Ask Perfected Zhang?
Who would have the guts to do this?
In the pugilistic world, loneliness and defeat had long been forgotten.
If it weren't for Lu An, they probably wouldn't have been able to experience the elegance of this peerless swordsman who appeared once every 500 years.
While everyone was grateful to Lu An, they were also shocked and curious.
Few people knew about this secret.
How did Lu An know?
This was not the first time such a question had appeared.
Ever since Lu An launched the Nine Provinces Rouge Rankings and knew all kinds of peerless beauties like the back of his hand, it had already existed.
He had originally thought that he had the support of a secret faction led by a peerless grandmaster.
This was the divine judgment of the heavenly secrets, omniscient.
Now, it seemed that all his previous guesses had been overturned.
Lu An was a peerless grandmaster.
He was also familiar with such secrets.
In that case, he might have the support of a Celestial Being.
Moreover, it must have been passed down for a long time, and its tentacles spread all over the Nine Provinces.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have known about the matter of seeking defeat alone.
For a moment, everyone's hearts were in turmoil.
………
On the white jade platform, Lu An sipped his tea and remained silent.
He quietly waited for everyone to calm down.
Every time he became emotional, it meant that his popularity points would skyrocket.
He was happy to see it happen.
As for the crowd's guesses about him, Lu An had no idea.
Even if he knew about it later, he would still scoff at it.
Deva?
He himself was the most powerful celestial being in the world.
In the corner, Mosheng Valley's eyes were burning. Looking at Lu An, who was calm in front of the crowd, endless admiration surged in his heart.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
He had seen the world and believed that he would not be easily frightened.
However, facing the gaze of nearly 100,000 people just now, she could not help but panic and tremble.
Only when one was in the sea did one know that the waves were turbulent.
In front of nearly 100,000 people, Lu An remained calm, aloof, and consistent.
Mo Shenggu only had admiration.
Among his peers, no one could surpass Lu An in terms of temperament and cultivation.
He could be called the leader.
On the white jade stage, Lu An didn't care about a little fan like Silent Valley.
There are many who worship him, who do you think you are?
Moreover, he had a cold personality and did not care about these things at all.
He reviewed the world only to complete the system mission and use it to climb to the peak of martial arts.
………
After half a cup of tea, the wind blew for three breaths.
Lu An waited until the Motian Cliff fell silent again before he continued.
"Invincibility is not true invincibility.”
"How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"
"Dugu Qiubai's obsession with the sword has long since gone mad. His vision and ambition have long surpassed the martial world of Great Song.”
"He wore a green robe and held a sword to the ends of the world. Starting from the Ming Dynasty, he challenged the six countries, fought north and south, traveled east and west, and discussed the world of swords.”
"Whether it's a peerless swordsman, a peerless hero, a peerless devil, or a giant of the evil path, they're all his opponents.”
"I'm sparring with Perfected Zhang of Wudang Sect and fighting with the Great Qin Daoist Sect.”
"Slay the demons of the world and destroy the pagans and Buddhas.”
"From the martial grandmaster level, we have fought hundreds of battles and thousands of small battles.”
"In the world, in the pugilistic world, he is the only one with a green robe and a single sword.”
"Even when he became a peerless grandmaster, he still won many battles without a single defeat.”
"Gradually, I feel a little lonely.”
"Looking at the entire world, I only wish for one defeat."
"Self-proclaimed loneliness seeking defeat."
" For this, we will do whatever it takes."
"However, his sword path is divine and his realm is unfathomable. There are very few people who can fight him.”
"Dugu Qiubai's obsession with this was too deep, and he gradually became obsessed.”
"In order to let the experts who fight him fight to the death and stimulate their potential.”
"Dugu Qiubai has stirred up a storm of blood in the martial world. Those who fight with him are either dead or injured.”
"Even so, he still wants an opponent, but he can't get one.”
"In fact, he was even able to tie with devas.”
"People in the martial arts world talk about it and fear it like ghosts and gods.”
"Titled Sword Demon."
"Helpless, Dugu Qiubai returned to his homeland with a heart full of disappointment. With a heart full of loneliness, he bid farewell to the martial world.”
"Bury the sword deep in the mountains, befriend the eagle, seal the sword and return to seclusion.”
"Leave it on the cliff
He has been in Jianghu for more than 30 years. He has killed all enemies and defeated all heroes. There is no one in the world who can resist.
Helpless, I live in seclusion in the deep valley and take the eagle as my friend.
Alas, in my life, I have been looking for an opponent but I can't get it. It's really lonely and embarrassing.”
………
On the white jade platform, Lu An looked down at everyone's expressions.
Looking at their complicated expressions, he was secretly happy.
Emotions were equivalent to popularity points.
He couldn't wait for everyone's feelings to become more complicated.
However, the story was not over yet. Otherwise, Lu An would not have listed him on the Supreme True Demon Roll.
After all, Dugu Qiubai, who had sealed his sword and returned to seclusion, was only a peerless grandmaster at that time.
He drank the tea in his cup in one gulp and continued speaking.
His voice was cold, but it entered her heart.
………
Ollie!
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