One Punch Man's Unlimited Luck

"I! Very! After! Regret!"

After finishing the last four words, he immediately turned away from the usual peace and glared at Gong Lan fiercely.

Gong Lan shocked: "Are you crazy?"

The Juggernaut hated: "In order to climb the top of the kendo, I gave you to others. The surface is generous. It has been painful for many years. Regrettably, now my life is about to die, but I still have three major things to worry about."

"I came to you this time just to ask for one, but I really don't want to bring this regret into the tomb. I am worried about death..."

While talking, he began to strip off Gong Lan's clothes.

Gong Lan struggled, but it was too late.

Hearing the sound of "Ah", it seemed that the table and bowl were all overturned.Jin'er outside the door hurried back with a sword and yelled: "Mother, dear!"

Gong Lan's voice in the room was stern and compelling: "Jin'er, hurry up!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from inside, grabbed Jin'er's sword, and then reached out his hand to throw Jin'er into the house, and fell down beside Gong Lan.

"In order to deal with the remaining two things wholeheartedly, I must have no worries--"

The Juggernaut said in a cold voice: "Gong Lan, don't you blame me for being cruel!"

After speaking, the sword light flashed and disappeared.

The sword that Gong Lan regarded as a family heirloom connected her mother and her son.

Chapter 40

"What the hell is Sword Twenty-Three? Is that ability to stop time and space really the power that a Class B world can have?" Xing Tao sits quietly in the exercise room on the first floor of the world, holding Sword Master Liu in his hand. The scroll of "Holy Spirit Swordsmanship" that came down was flipped over and over again.

These scrolls also left the sword intent of the Juggernaut in them, allowing Xing Tao to know the realm of the Juggernaut.

"Perhaps... the so-called Sword Twenty-Three does not stagnate time and space, but is similar to Nine Sky and Unbounded?" Xingtao's eyes became brighter and brighter, "In the original work, the last sword of the Juggernaut may not be in reality. The confrontation is a confrontation of spiritual consciousness."

"The confrontation in mental consciousness is naturally extremely fast, and the flesh and body simply can't react, so there are those in the original work who clearly have thinking, but they sit and watch the scene where they are cut by sword energy. If time and space are really stagnated. , How can there be thinking?"

"If Juggernaut's Sword Twenty-Three is really such a move, then I might be able to easily block it, maybe it's not necessarily!"

...

The sword saint himself went to a tomb, and the tombstone was engraved with six words: "The Tomb of Beloved Wife Jieyu"

Juggernaut Road: "The old man dominates kendo in his life, but he has only been defeated by you. Since then, I have returned to the countryside, and I have concentrated on studying kendo, and vowed to raise the twenty-one sword of the holy spirit to the highest level. Now I am exhausted, one of them My wish is to find you to compete!"

"You won't die so easily!" Sword Saint murmured, "Every year today is your beloved wife's death day. If you are not dead, you will definitely come to worship... I'll be waiting for you!"

The Juggernaut was sitting cross-legged on the boulder waiting for the nameless.

This wait is a few days.

Sword Saint's stomach sighed: "Nameless! You and I have devoted all my life to kendo. When I hold the sword, I can feel your sword-like heart still beating. You must be alive! Come out and see me! "

At this time, a figure suddenly rose up in the dense forest opposite and slowly forced it over.This seemingly nameless, but not seemingly nameless person lowered his head, went to Jieyu's tomb, burned incense, paid homage... everything calmly.

The Juggernaut’s face was even colder like a water channel: "Your Excellency is the nameless confidant and true master?"

The nameless said indifferently: "The donor's own sword is one, and he must be the Sword Saint?"

The Sword Saint raised his eyebrows slightly, and said loudly, "Since the master is an unnamed friend, he will definitely know where he lives!"

Really sighed: "Amitabha, the nameless has long passed away, so there is no need to be suspicious!"

The Juggernaut immediately said: "I don't believe it!"

He said indifferently: "Life is short, so some people have known the world, stayed out of the way, and enjoy themselves. Others have spent their entire lives striving for fame and fortune, and eventually have to bury their bones in the waste house... Juggernaut! Why are you so desperate for one? Will the dead come to fight with you? Alas..."

The Sword Saint said angrily: "The old man is running out of time, and I don't intend to listen to Buddhism's failure to learn! Where is the nameless?"

Still indifferent, he said indifferently: "The power cannot be exhausted, the words cannot be exhausted, the blessings cannot be enjoyed, the rules are not feasible, and everything is too exhausted, and the fate will surely end soon.

The Juggernaut immediately replied, "Bah! I miss my Juggernaut to retire for half a lifetime! Who will give me the slightest care? Now that I have nothing, my afterglow will shine with the most light!"

With a stroke of the sword's finger, the sword suddenly became vigorous, and he cut a piece of the worthy hem.

It is worthwhile, but still motionless, saying: "If the sword is exhausted, the sword will be broken!"

The sword saint said: "The old man and the brave are invincible, how can they be greedy for life and fear of death?"

Really shook his head and sighed: "Juggernaut! You know, the greatest courage is not not afraid of death! The greatest courage is actually to retreat!"

The sword aura under the sword master's hand was violent, and it was a harbinger of the twenty-one sword of the twenty-one sword of the Holy Spirit. He said coldly: "It's a pity that the old man has no retreat!"

Sword Qi will not be sent.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in midair.

A sword plunged down like a lightning strike, and plunged into the ground, revealing only half of the handle.

The Juggernaut took a deep breath and sighed: "Nameless, you are finally here!"

The heroic sword fell from the sky, but the figure falling in the sky was not nameless.

This person is about twenty-six years old, has clear-cut eyes, a gentle appearance, and he also exudes a strong sense of righteousness. He clasped his fists as a courtesy: "Junior Jianchen, meet the two seniors, my mother, please do not disturb !"

The Sword Saint said coldly: "Are you an unnamed heir?"

Jian Chen said loudly: "It's right here!"

Just listen to the sword saint said: "Heroic swords are only worthy of current geniuses. Since the nameless sword is passed on to you, your swordsmanship must be practiced to the realm of perfection?"

Jian Chen humbled: "Don't be it!"

Sword Saint Mu Ran said loudly: "Okay! Just let the old man try your inexplicable swordsmanship, how many catties do you have?"

Jian Chen was not humbly at this time, and replied: "Junior offend!" The sword light flashed immediately, flashing the eyes of the sword master, and the strange-looking moves had completely sealed his shots.

But suddenly, the Juggernaut held a finger with one hand, his sword qi pierced out his fingers, and immediately passed through the sword net to counterattack Jianchen.

Jian Chen also laughed during the battle and said: "The Holy Spirit swordsmanship is extremely powerful. I saw it today. It is indeed a well-deserved reputation."

The Sword Saint said angrily: "Huh! Don't come to this set!" The sword energy under his hand attacked the enemy even more.

In the field, the sword saint has used more than ten sword styles, and still cannot win the ticket.

However, Jian Chen stood still and smiled: "Senior, don't waste any energy. If you want to defeat me, please use your sword 22!"

The Sword Master said angrily: "Bah! Don't be ashamed, Lao Yao will do you today!" The sword in his hand was fierce and attacked.