I will live forever in the martial arts world

In front of Zilanxuan, the climate is dry, and the flow of people on the street seems to be blurred, like the background in an ink painting.

The long street is picturesque.

The two people on the left and right sides faced each other with their eyes, making the surrounding people and the environment eclipse, and only they seemed real.

Master-uncle?

Wei Zhuang listened to the indifferent words from the tall white-haired old man dozens of feet away, his sharp eyes flashed, and his voice contained edge:

It would really put a dent in my face. Since I was defeated at the hands of the previous generation leader, according to the rules of Guigu, I should stay hidden and respect the previous generation leader as my leader. Now that I have returned to the world, I have broken the rules. How can you have the dignity to call yourself a member of the Guigu Sect again?

He is now serving as Sikou in Korea.

General Ji Wuye invited everyone from Fang Xiandao from overseas, including the descendants of the previous generation of Hengjian in front of him. He had known about it for a long time, but he didn't go to test it out.

Unexpectedly, when I heard that my teacher was suspected of coming to Korea today, he actually came to Zilanxuan with me.

It was obviously not for him, or he had already gone to Sikou Mansion to look for him. It was self-evident who he was for...

Wei Zhuang.

He is still the same boy he was more than ten years ago.

Looking at the descendant of the previous generation of Guigu who came to the teacher in front of him, he naturally had a bad look on his face.

Young man, you have no respect for your elders, but you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth.

Kuai Che's face was calm, his wide-sleeved robe was swaying slightly, and a strange-shaped ancient sword in the big five-fingered hand in the sleeve was already trembling:

It seems that I want to teach you what it means to respect your teacher for your teacher.

boom!

From the body of the tall old man, a sword energy as violent as a big river has emerged from the body. It is the brilliant sword intention in Gui Gu Heng's sword technique. It is as wild as the wind, as fierce as the waves, murderous, and wide open and close. .

Kuai Che's white hair is blowing in the wind.

But just at this time.

Jiang's disciple, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson yet.

A faint voice came out from Zilanxuan, with a hint of calmness.

moment.

Kuai Che's aura rose up instead of falling, soaring straight into the sky. On the surrounding streets, the aura stirred up circles of air currents and strong winds, blowing the gravel on the eaves of the streets and rustling.

Sure enough, the real owner is inside!

The menacing eyes like an eagle looked at Zilanxuan.

Wei Zhuang also heard this familiar voice at the same time, and the cold and sharp expression on his face suddenly became calm and excited:

Teacher, you are indeed here.

In the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

For a long time, Zi Nu had been guessing about the man drinking at the table behind the screen in the pavilion, and she actually already had a guess in her mind.

Until this moment, two powerful momentums suddenly appeared outside.

One is Wei Zhuang, who is a master level Qi.

The other one is even more terrifying!

It seems to be exactly the same as Wei Zhuang's sword intention, but it is higher and more than ten times stronger. It is completely...

Grandmaster!

But it was only when Zi Nu's face changed in shock that she realized that a scary person was meeting Wei Zhuang at the door.

Then I heard the middle-aged man downstairs drink a glass of wine, turned his back to the outside of Zilanxuan, and said the words just now.

One more moment.

Wei Zhuang's tall figure appeared at the door of Zilanxuan, his face full of emotions and admiration.

teacher!

When he came to the door, he immediately saw the familiar figure who was drinking with his back to them. More than ten years later, the teacher's back was still as tall and ordinary as ever, giving these disciples a kind of fatherly generosity.

Jiang Taiyi turned around and looked at this disciple who was already in his twenties. He was different from the immature young man in the wine shop.

Today, Wei Zhuang has become much more mature in appearance. He is wearing a black and gold noble robe, and the temperament between his eyebrows is more aloof and cold than when he was a boy.

After looking at this disciple, Jiang Taiyi smiled and said: A little thinner and a little darker.

Wei Zhuang said nothing, only knelt down on one knee and paid his respects.

Zi Nu's expression changed slightly in the attic: So it's really Mr. Gui Gu?

She immediately went downstairs.

I just came to the hall and was about to pay my respects.

When a disciple of the Guigu Sect sees that I don't behave like a junior, it's natural that the teacher's teachings are wrong. I will discipline you for you. Is there anything wrong?

The tall white-haired old man, already holding a broad ancient sword in his hand, stepped in from the threshold of Zilanxuan. His breath flowed and spread in all directions. His momentum alone scared many guests of Zilanxuan and quietly left their seats.

He looked at Jiang Taiyi and said calmly:

It's not just him. Since you are Guiguzi after Zhao Yi, you should also call me uncle when you see me.

Jiang Taiyi couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and said: As soon as you opened your mouth, I knew that you should have lost to fellow Taoist Zhao back then. Otherwise, Mr. Guigu, a dignified man, would speak because of his own status and seniority. Others would have thought that Guigu sent him Confucianism was annexed.

Fellow Daoist Zhao?

Kuai Che ignored the ridicule in Jiang Taiyi's words, just stared at the ring in Jiang Taiyi's hand and said:

You are not the descendant of my senior brother? Then how did you get the token of the leader of the Guigu Sect?

Zi Nu was at the stairs, listening carefully to the words between the two strong men, and then focused on the ring on Jiang Taiyi's hand...

It turns out that Mr. Guigu Jiang Taiyi is not the descendant of the previous generation Guiguzi? But discussing friendship with peers? !

Wouldn't that mean he is completely the same age as the old man Kuai Che? Even within the Guigu sect, he is even higher than Kuai Che because of the relationship between the leader's tokens.

But Jiang Taiyi obviously didn't care about his status in the sect like Kuai Che. He just raised his glass, looked at the ring on his thumb, and thought of the old man more than 20 years ago. He drank a glass of wine and said:

Before your senior brother died, he temporarily entrusted me with this ring and Guiguzi's identity, and I just held it for him temporarily. What? Look at you...

He looked at Kuai Che and said calmly.

want to?

Kuai Che's white hair was flying, and his pair of slender old red phoenix eyes opened and closed. His eyes fell on Jiang Taiyi and said: Based on your deeds of breaking the sword Cao Qiudao and shattering the Six Sword Slaves, this ring is in your hand. It’s not an insult to Gui Gu’s status, but if you are really worthy of me calling you ‘head’, you have to take my sword and convince me, the successor of Hengjian.”

Jiang Taiyi shook his head and drank a glass of wine: It's high-sounding, but there's too much nonsense.

Are you going to sit there and take my sword?

Kuai Che's emotions were ups and downs. Seeing that Jiang Taiyi didn't show any sign of getting up, the corners of his eyes turned slightly red and he laughed:

Gui Guzi has always been the number one madman in the world. You are just getting started. Let's see if you can really stand up to my sword!

boom!

A milky white air ball exploded directly around the body of the old man Kuai Che. Suddenly, the great master's true energy was violently lifted up, evaporating the body fluids to form a white mist, and a heat wave roared out.

Clang!

The shark teeth on the waist are out of the body.

There were bursts of sword sounds, sword light puffed out, and a majestic sword force rising into the sky was thrilling. It was like a hidden dragon rising into the sky amidst the wind and thunder, sweeping across, and the aura oppressed the entire Zilanxuan!

A sword drew purple-red traces, as if it had chopped all the air into pieces, split it in half, and came to Jiang Taiyi.