The Villain's Counterattack

The martial arts legend Wuming is a pitiful man, but there must be hateful aspects of a pitiful person, but Duanlang is not really Wuming, and there is no reason for him to be so.

Xiongba is Fengyun's enemy, but also Fengyun's benefactor.

Wuming is Fengyun's benefactor and also his benefactor.

So what is Broken Waves?

There is no doubt that Xiongba is Duanlang's enemy, so who is Duanlang's benefactor?

Wuming is not, and he is not even a sword saint. If you have to say, the general who taught him the "World-Destroying Demon Body" in the original novel, and Emperor Shitian and Xu Fu who were killed by him, can barely be considered half of his benefactors.

From this perspective, Duan Lang in the original novel does not seem to be a positive character. After all, birds of a feather flock together. Duan Lang hangs out with these two idiots, so he doesn't look like a good person at all.

However, this world is different. Duan Lang seems to have many noble people around him.

The God of Immortality gave him 50% of Tianji Mahamudra, the Demon Lord taught him the Six Great Demonic Crossings and guided him to inherit Yuanji Mahamudra. Afterwards, Yu Sanlang allowed him to obtain the Yaksha Pool and the Wedding Dress Divine Art, the God of Speed ​​gave him the Wordless Heavenly Book and a set of skills, and the Wayless Kuangtian even gave him the Sky Cry, creating a solid foundation for the storage space to ascend to the world.

The promotion of the storage space to a micro world was both accidental and not accidental. Duan Lang's promotion to a half-step celestial being and a half-step transcendental being under the heavenly calamity was an opportunity and a transformation. The help of many people before laid a solid foundation for this transformation.

Among them, Mahamudra, the Wordless Heavenly Book and Heavenly Crying are absolutely indispensable.

Let’s not talk about that anymore, let’s just say Wuyazi (Duanlang) brought his little disciple to the Zhonghua Pavilion where Wuming lived in seclusion.

But before they entered the Zhonghua Pavilion, they passed through the outdoor bamboo forest and suddenly felt a stern sword intent erupting from the bamboo forest. Wuyazi (Duanlang) raised his eyebrows slightly and slowly stopped the script. Duanlang (the stand-in) followed closely behind, and was alert and vigilant at the first moment, and looked towards the bamboo forest with his master's gaze.

He listened attentively and said cautiously: "Master, there is a master in the bamboo forest, and he seems to be practicing sword." He blinked as he spoke.

During the time they left the East China Sea, the master and disciple wandered around, learning countless martial arts from others. Most of the sword techniques were passed on to the young disciple Duan Lang (his substitute), which made his sword skills improve by leaps and bounds. Since finding the Fire Scale Sword three months ago, the young disciple has calmed down and focused on the Fire Scale Sword and Eclipse Sword Techniques. This alternation of work and rest has made his strength improve even faster, and his foundation is extremely solid.

Now he suddenly noticed someone practicing sword skills, and it was very likely that the sword skills were very advanced. Naturally, the young disciple felt a little nervous, wondering if his master would use the same old tricks to teach him another sword skill. Even if he didn't practice the whole set, it would still help him increase his knowledge and accumulation.

Wuyazi (Duanlang) gave his young disciple a wink, and then his aura changed slightly. He suddenly looked much more decent. He moved his feet and stepped into the bamboo forest without making any sound.

Seeing this, the young disciple understood what it meant. A brilliant arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. He restrained his breath and hurriedly chased after him.

In the past six months, the young disciple mainly studied the Eclipse Sword Technique and supplemented it with the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Finally, he had to practice the Shadow Sword Technique. The reason was that if he wanted to follow the master as a thief, how could he do it without some means of concealing his breath? It was difficult for him to master the Turtle Breathing Technique, but he could learn the concealment technique of the Shadow Sword Technique as soon as he learned it.

The master and the disciple did not look like thieves. They appeared to be striding forward into the bamboo forest with a swagger, but if you looked closely, you would find that they made almost no sound. Their breathing was barely noticeable, and they blended into the surrounding environment with a special rhythm like the natural breeze.

The young apprentice's skills are still shallow, and his shadow swordsmanship and stealth skills have not yet reached the level of perfection, but the master is able to combine Tai Chi and the natural rhythm of freedom to achieve the state of harmony between man and nature. If it is not seen by the naked eye, it is difficult for others to discover it. Even if he is nearby, if he does not move, it is extremely difficult for others to see him. If they see him, they can easily regard him as a part of nature.

In an open space in the bamboo forest, a young man in white was dancing with the wind, the sword in his hand sparkling. His sword skills were harmonious and awe-inspiring, and every move he made was free and easy, giving people an inexplicable sense of regularity.

The sound of sword energy, fluttering bamboo leaves and dancing white shadows created a very pleasing sight. The master and disciple stood beside the bamboo forest, neither of them spoke a word, just quietly watching the young man dancing with the sword. The young man seemed to be so absorbed in the subject that he didn't even notice that someone else had come to his training ground.

A moment later, the young man let out a sharp scream, and his sword suddenly burst out with a sharp sword energy that spread everywhere to form a circle of light. With him as the center, it filled the four directions and suddenly turned into nothingness when it was about to approach the bamboo forest, as if it had never existed in the first place. The power of controlling the sword energy was absolutely unmatched by ordinary people.

When the young man put away his sword, he exhaled a long breath of foul air, which turned into a sword and shot out more than three feet. It turned out that he was a master of true qi, and he was not only good at swordsmanship.

"Pa~Pa~Pa~" Suddenly, a steady applause came from the bamboo forest. The young man was startled and glanced around. He was shocked to find that not far away, there was an elegant and easy-going old man walking slowly towards him with a scroll in one hand and a sword in the other. Behind him followed a half-grown boy, who looked honest and simple, holding an unfinished scabbard in his hands, a carving knife at his waist, and clear and pure eyes.

The old man had a peaceful demeanor, his hair and beard were white, but there was no trace of wrinkles or aging on his face. His temperament and wise eyes all showed his rich experience and extraordinary knowledge.

"Not bad, not bad. Good sword, good swordsmanship. Young man, your sword energy is awe-inspiring, and your sword intent is passable, but your sword heart..." The elegant old man was naturally Duan Lang, who had disguised himself as Qiao Chuan. He introduced himself with a smile, "I am Wuyazi, the second-generation leader of the Xiaoyao Sect. My young friend's swordsmanship is quite good. It looks like the inexplicable swordsmanship of the Sword Sect. I wonder what the relationship is between it and the nameless Heavenly Sword?"

The young man in white was Jian Chen, a disciple of the legendary Tian Jian Wu Ming. He had been wary of the two uninvited guests, but he didn't expect them to directly point out the Mo Ming Sword Technique and even mention his master, Tian Jian Wu Ming. His expression suddenly became serious. "Junior Jian Chen, I am honored by my master's favor and have been taught the Mo Ming Sword Technique and this Hero Sword. I wonder what the relationship is between you and my master?"

As a disciple of Tianjian Wuming, Jian Chen naturally couldn't be completely ignorant of the martial arts world. It could even be said that he knew a little or nothing about most of the powerful forces, but he had never heard of the name of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Wuyazi (Duanlang) laughed heartily and said, "It's a good thing you didn't flatter me with words like 'I've long admired you.' Otherwise, I would have looked down on you. Your master and I have a long-standing spiritual connection, and I've seen him from afar once or twice, but we've never spoken to each other. The Xiaoyao Sect is a hidden Taoist sect, even more obscure than the Sword Sect. There are fewer than a handful of outsiders in the world who know about the Xiaoyao Sect, so it's normal that you didn't know."

"I watched you practice swordplay. You were full of vigor and energy, and your sharp edge was evident, but there was something vaguely incomplete about your sword. Your sword energy was full, but your sword intent was dull, and your sword spirit was hazy and obscure, as if it was there and not there. I couldn't help but jump out. Please don't blame me."

Jian Chen: According to the education I received, I should be humble and learn from others, but I don’t know why, I always feel upset and want to beat up this smiling handsome old man.