After Duan Lang relayed Lin Lang's words, he began to ask indirectly about the Wushuang City token on the Sword Saint.
However, the Sword Saint seemed to be in a trance, thinking about Sword Twenty-Three alone, and had no time to pay attention to Duan Lang.
Seeing this, Duan Lang did not dare to disturb the Sword Saint and could only sigh inwardly and leave the Sword Pavilion.
"Alas... Wushuang City has become the number one city in the world. Where in the world is there any place for someone like me, Duan Lang, to stay?"
Duan Lang shook his head and smiled bitterly, the image of Lin Lang flashed through his mind.
Otherwise, go and join the No. 1 Village in the World?
No, Dugu Yifang just died, and I went to join the No. 1 Village in the World. How will the martial arts world view me, Duan Lang?
How will the number one village in the world view me, Duan Lang?
They will think that I, Duan Lang, am a two-faced, fickle and despicable villain.
I, Duan Lang, am the son of Nanlin Sword Master. How could I possibly ruin the reputation of my Duan family?
Duan Lang's face was full of pride. Even if I don't rely on anyone, I, Duan Lang, will make a name for myself!
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he had not visited his father for many years. He really felt unworthy of being a son.
Lingyun Cave, father, Lang'er is coming.
…
Tianxiahui.
Xiongba secretly monitored Fengyun's every move. Seeing that they were having a rift because of Kong Ci's marriage, he sneered in his heart.
"Haha, success and failure are both due to the wind and clouds. I just don't believe in fate!"
He waved his hand and smiled, and the men behind him handed him a note.
"The Sword Saint has challenged the world's number one village. God is truly helping me!"
Xiong Ba waved his hand and ordered, "Keep a close eye on the No. 1 Manor Under Heaven. I must be aware of its every move at all times."
"yes."
The subordinates took their leave and Xiongba sat alone at the table, taking a sip of tea.
"Well, the tea today is more fragrant..." Xiongba was in a good mood.
In the dark, a man in black wearing an ice mask chuckled.
"Xiongba, I won't play with you anymore. I've found toys that are more fun than you and Fengyun. Haha..."
…
Sword House.
Today, a special guest came to Jianlu.
"Junior Jian Chen, I pay my respects to Senior Sword Saint."
The elegant Jian Chen held his sword and clasped his fists, his expression stern.
Dugu Jian glanced at the long sword in Jian Chen's hand and exclaimed in surprise, "Hero Sword! Who is Wuming to you?"
"It's my master!" Jian Chen said.
Upon hearing this, Dugu Jian raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Hahaha, Wuming is indeed not dead. He deceived me so badly!"
Jian Chen said respectfully, "My master's fake death was a last resort. I beg for your forgiveness, Senior Sword Saint."
Dugu Jian shook his head, "What did Wuming ask you to do?"
"My master asked me to pass on a message. He wants Senior Sword Saint to give up the duel with the world's number one village in three days."
"Why?"
“First, ever since the First Manor under Heaven took control of Wushuang City, it has not wantonly massacred civilians.
Secondly, the No. 1 Village in the World has just issued a decree to exempt the people of Wushuang City from taxes, and has also donated money and grain to help those people who have been harmed by Dugu's side to overcome their difficulties.
Thirdly, the No. 1 Manor in the World is home to many experts, and the owner is elusive, with unpredictable martial arts skills. "Your chances of winning this battle are slim."
Dugu Jian was slightly furious, "After all these years, Wuming still underestimates me!"
Jian Chen bowed, "Master, this is not my intention. This is also for the sake of Senior."
"Hmph! I have already issued the declaration of war, there is no way I can just give up like this." Dugu Jian snorted coldly.
Jian Chen pondered for a moment, then raised his Hero Sword. "My master said, if you can't defeat me, you will undoubtedly die in this battle."
Dugu Jian laughed heartily, "As expected of Wuming's successor, you possess some of Wuming's former arrogance."
After he finished speaking, he swung his sword, and the sharp sword energy that soared into the sky gathered at his fingertips.
"Come on! I want to see how much of the essence of the mysterious sword technique you have mastered."
Jian Chen clasped his fists and said, "Forgive me for my rudeness."
He slowly drew out the heroic sword, and a faint atmosphere of sadness filled the area within several feet.
Dugu Jian's face darkened. Inexplicably, his swordsmanship had become more sophisticated than it had been many years ago.
…
Three days later.
The best village in the world.
Knowing that the Sword Master had an appointment to fight at the World's Number One Village, countless martial artists came here to watch. In addition to wanting to see the Sword Master's peerless swordsmanship, they also wanted to see the World's Number One Village that had fallen from the sky and had been making the rounds in the martial arts world recently.
Countless people from the martial arts world gathered around the No. 1 Manor in the World, looking at the gorgeous yet elegant manor in front of them.
"Haha, it looks like just an ordinary manor. I guess those rumors are just rumors. How could there be a flying manor in the world?"
A man holding a knife laughed disdainfully.
The bald man beside him waved his hand and said, "Brother Wu, what you said is true. All the people in Wushuang City saw it that day. I believe it must be true!"
"Haha, the No. 1 Village in the World took advantage of Nie Feng killing Dugu Yifang to immediately kill Dugu Ming and occupy Wushuang City. How powerful can they be?
Presumably, the rumor was deliberately spread by the No. 1 Village in the World, asking the people in the city to help spread the rumor and keep it secret.
Wu saw through this trick at a glance."
The man with the knife still said with disdain.
Most people in the world have more or less the same idea about this.
After all, they won't believe it unless they see it with their own eyes.
At this moment, the knife-wielding man paused and suddenly caught a glimpse of the fluorescent stick in the little girl's hand.
The little girl, holding a fluorescent stick, kept shouting towards the manor: "Big brother, big brother, Xin'er is here to see you."
"Huh? Such a treasure is actually being used as a toy by a little kid. What a waste of talent."
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