In the darkness, a boy and a girl emerged first, followed by a wheelchair between them, in which sat an elderly man with dark skin and a beard that reached his abdomen.
The boy and girl held their canes and stared at Zhou Chuan expressionlessly.
Zhou Chuan's expression immediately turned serious, and he said, "Could you perhaps be Luo Wushan?"
Luo Wushan placed his hands on the armrests of his wheelchair and smiled, "Young man, you actually recognize this old man?"
Zhou Chuan said, "Wen Hu relied on his senior to destroy Jin Ran and wreaked havoc in the Western Regions. I am naturally aware of the name of the National Preceptor of Xijing."
Luo Wushan said, "You're the one who wreaked havoc in the Western Regions, aren't you? You helped the Great Yue annex Abilei and Terentu. Speaking of your reputation in the Western Regions, I am no match for you."
Zhou Chuan glanced at Xu Qingshan and asked, "Senior, have you appeared here to save him?"
Luo Wushan raised his chin, and Hei Tong and Bai Wa immediately helped Xu Qingshan to stand behind Luo Wushan.
"They come to save people, and they also come to kill people."
Zhou Chuan held his sword in a reverse grip and said, "It seems that a battle with you, senior, is inevitable."
Luo Wushan shook his head and said, "You are not fighting me; I am simply killing you."
"Using their age to act arrogantly and presumptuously!"
Zhou Chuan shouted and thrust his sword toward Luo Wushan.
Stable and clean.
The Gentleman's Sword, Fourth Strike!
When facing such a powerful opponent, Zhou Chuan would unleash his strongest, most lethal attack.
To everyone's surprise, Luo Wushan simply patted the armrest of his wheelchair, and a powerful burst of internal energy shot out, sending Zhou Chuan flying.
Even with Wen Hu and Luo Ying working together, they couldn't break through Luo Wushan's internal energy protection, let alone Zhou Chuan alone.
For Zhou Chuan, there was no chance of winning.
Whoosh!
An arrow shot towards Luo Wushan, whose eyes lit up as he looked at the arrow.
The arrow paused in the night sky, trembled slightly, and fell to the ground.
A sense of powerlessness welled up in Zhou Nuo's heart.
She had a chance of winning against Xu Qingshan, and a 50% chance of escaping, but she had no way to deal with Luo Wushan.
Luo Wushan said with some surprise, "The Murong family's Jingling Bow? I offered them a high price back then but they wouldn't sell it to me. I've actually come across it here. Well, it means this bow and I are still somewhat destined for each other."
Zhou Chuan said, "Xiao Nuo, you go first, I'll stop him."
"No!"
Instead, Zhou Nuo took a step closer to Zhou Chuan and said, "I never want to be separated from you again!"
Luo Wushan laughed and said, "What are you talking about? If I don't let you leave, who among you can escape?"
"Walk!!"
Zhou Chuan pushed Zhou Nuo aside and immediately charged toward Luo Wushan with his sword.
Luo Wushan looked disdainful, raised a finger, and Zhou Chuan's sword stopped an inch in front of his finger. His internal energy and sword energy spun wildly between his finger and the tip of the sword.
Several wounds immediately appeared on Zhou Chuan's face.
"His swordsmanship is not bad, but his cultivation level is too weak."
Luo Wushan pointed his finger to the right, and Zhou Chuan immediately coughed up blood, crashing into a house on one side.
"He's injured, so you two can practice on him."
Luo Wushan said something to the black-haired boy and the white-haired boy, then maneuvered his wheelchair toward Zhou Nuo, his eyes greedily fixed on the Jingling Bow.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by.
Luo Wushan stopped abruptly.
Several externalized sword energies descended, stopping the Black Boy and White Boy in their tracks, while others headed towards Luo Wushan.
Luo Wushan swung his palm upwards, dissolving the illusory swords.
A figure landed in front of Zhou Nuo and said, "At your age, you're acting like a senior and bullying the younger generation. Aren't you ashamed?"
The man had completely white hair and a withered body; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was over a hundred years old.
His voice was old and weathered, as if he had experienced countless changes in the world.
Upon seeing this person, Zhou Chuan exclaimed in surprise, "Master!"
Zhou Chuan's master was, of course, the renowned Jinghai Sword Master.
Jinghai Sword Master looked at Zhou Chuan and sighed, saying, "How can you be so useless? Before you became a Grandmaster, it was your master who drove away Wen Pojun who came to take revenge on you. Now that you've become a Grandmaster, I still have to save you."
Zhou Chuan said with shame, "It's because I'm useless!"
Jinghai Swordsman said, "But you did well in the Western Regions; you still have some merits."
Zhou Chuan's eyes immediately filled with tears.
"Old man, have you had enough of this nonsense?" Luo Wushan sneered, "I knew you would show up."
Jinghai Sword Master said, "Oh, so you can tell fortunes now that you've become the Imperial Advisor? Is the Imperial Advisor a fortune teller?"
Luo Wushan said, "Cangwu, you're a hundred years old, how come you still talk so annoyingly?"
Cangwu said, "What's it to you!"
Luo Wushan said in a deep voice, "It seems that we have no choice but to fight."
"Bullshit, what would I be here for if I weren't going to fight?"
Cangwu threw the sword in his hand, and the seemingly ordinary sword stuck into the ground.
Immediately afterwards, he took the initiative and rushed towards Luowu Mountain.
Zhou Chuan and Zhou Nuo were confused. They had clearly started fighting, so why was Cang Wu abandoning his sword to attack?
As Cangwu rushed towards Luowu Mountain, his arms swung, and with each movement of his arms, a phantom sword would materialize, wrapping around his arms and body. By the time he reached Luowu Mountain, dozens of phantom swords had appeared around him.
Xu Qingshan watched the battle from behind Luowu Mountain. When he saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim, "No sword in hand, but a sword in heart, this is the true master of swordsmanship!"
As an 'old friend' of Cangwu, Luo Wushan was naturally not as surprised as Xu Qingshan, but instead of swinging one palm, he swung two palms.
With both palms striking out simultaneously, a surge of internal energy became Luo Wushan's barrier.
The dozens of illusory swords that had been binding Cangwu hurled their way towards the barrier. Although they failed to pierce the barrier, it was gradually shrinking. Just as it was about to be reduced to a single point, the illusory swords surrounding Cangwu disappeared.
Luo Wushan, however, appeared to be taking no chances and immediately ordered himself to retreat.
Just as he retreated, a fierce wind suddenly arose around Cangwu.
It's not the wind.
It was a violent sword aura.
Just as this sword energy appeared, the surrounding houses began to shake, and the roofs of some unfamiliar houses were even blown off.
The soaring sword energy is called "Sword Energy Soaring to the Sky"!
If Luo Wushan hadn't retreated just now, he would probably have been shredded by these sword energies!
Cangwu continued to increase his sword energy, without immediately attacking Luowushan.
Luo Wushan narrowed his eyes and opened his arms. The black-haired girl immediately threw the cane to Luo Wushan.
Luo Wushan grabbed his crutches and stood up from his wheelchair.
At this moment, the sword energy surrounding Cangwu transformed into a tangible form.
There are white ones and blue ones.
Like wind, like snow.
Snow and Wind Sword!
"The wind and snow make the mountain seem small, but the man with his sword looks even higher."
Cangwu recited a sentence, pointed one finger to the sky, and instantly a huge phantom sword fell down, hovering just outside the palm of his hand.
Zhou Nuo ran to Zhou Chuan's side, helped him up, and exclaimed in surprise, "Is he... is he even human?"
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