The remaining fire in Afang Palace has not yet been extinguished.

Yuan Wu seemed to be deliberately forgotten by this world, but since he was deliberate, it means that he was not truly completely forgotten, but deliberately turned a blind eye.

At this time, he moved and was noticed by the whole world.

In Changling City, Xu Hou, who was as fat as a mountain, heard the news. He stayed for a few breaths and pushed open the window that seemed huge for ordinary people, but he still felt a little stuffy.

He drank a pot of herbal tea, looked at a paulownia tree in the mansion, and sighed a long time.

The sycamore tree was born in the yard many years ago in the spring. I don’t know where the tree seeds blown by the wind, or the soil transported to the garden elsewhere was mixed with roots.

It was that spring that a very young practitioner walked into Changling for the first time with his sword on his back. He was stopped by a city guard general and deliberately made things difficult for him.

And that general became the first target of the young practitioner to challenge.

The young practitioner who was famous at that time was Wang Jingmeng.

Every year, every season, there are many young practitioners of his age coming to Changling, looking for food and opportunities to become famous. However, who would have thought that such a foreigner would actually stir up the world's storm?

Like Xu Hou of Hengshan, there are many powerful people in Changling who are filled with such emotion.

They knew that when Zheng Xiu died and when Xu Fu and Bai Qi both abandoned Yuanwu and left, the ending was already destined, but when this moment came, their mood was still like drinking a cup of cold tea in the cold weather, and their emotions were full of energy and it was hard to even explain themselves.

No one deliberately concealed the news that Yuan Wu was returning to Changling.

So soon the whole city found out.

Of course, everyone still wanted to watch the fun and wanted to see the battle between Yuanwu and Ding Ning with their own eyes, but compared with the duel between Zheng Xiu and Yuanwu, Changling was not as noisy as the husband of Yuanwu. Most people were like Xu Hou of Hengshan, with some inexplicable sighs and feelings.

The real story is something that cannot be hidden even if it is burned.

When Yuan Wu said in person that Ding Ning was the rebirth of that person back then, the story of that person and Bashan Sword Field was flooded in the streets and alleys with the disappearance of Shendujian and Jiantiansi.

So even the young people who had not experienced that time, or the Qin people who later moved to Changling, had already completely cleared the story of that year.

The more stories there are, the clearer the image of those who have disappeared back then.

Everyone has a judgment on whether it is right or wrong, but no matter what, in the past ten years, the Qin Dynasty was the most powerful dynasty in the world, and Yuanwu was the most powerful emperor in the world.

Such a person's cultivation is gone, and he returns to the royal city that originally belonged to him alone, which gives people the feeling that it is as bleak as the wind in early winter blows through his body.

The whole city is waiting quietly.

A wind suddenly blew up in Changling City.

This wind comes from the fall of the sycamore tree.

When many people who were close to the sycamore living in the sky turned to look at the streets and alleys, they saw a peaceful wind blowing out from the streets and alleys, carrying some starlight visible to the naked eye.

Everyone guessed the answer and was shocked.

Ding Ning emptys his true energy in his body.

He said that he would give Yuan Wu an absolutely fair opportunity to duel and would not go back on his word.

For him, this meeting with Yuanwu has been waiting for many years.

The total amount of true energy in his body is much more than that of ordinary practitioners, so the wind blowing out from here blows all over the city and even swirls away the sycamore leaves of Hengshan Hou Mansion.

A sword light came out of his hand.

The Great Sword of Extreme Sword is the strongest and best sword he can find in this world, but after forcing Yuanwu to this point, he naturally did not want to rely on this sword to take advantage of Yuanwu in this duel.

He was not too careless or deliberate, nor did he use the Sword of the Sword.

The Mohua Sword is too short and cannot take advantage of the characteristics of the Mohua Sword without using true energy.

Among the practitioners in the Bashan Sword Field in the past, some of them were swords that were almost the same as those in Yuanwu’s current swords.

A long sword also made of diamond wood was sent to his courtyard.

The sword in Yuanwu's hand is now called "Xuanmu", and his sword is called "Broken Gold".

When all the true energy flowed out of the meridians and the sea of ​​qi became empty, Ding Ning drank a bowl of clear water and went out with the sword.

The convoy waiting for him in the fall of the sycamore tree was very long.

No one wants any accidents to happen again, so in these convoys, almost all the masters of Bashan Sword Field and Minshan Sword Sect, or the strongest masters in the world, are waiting in these convoys, including Jing Liuli, Bai Shanshui, Zhao Si, and Zhao Yi.

Compared with the world's strong men who came to Changling to kill Wang Jingmeng many years ago, these people are now protecting Ding Ning. Unless Yuanwu can kill Ding Ning in the duel, there will be no one in the world now, and no army can make Ding Ning die.

The aura of these strong men in the convoy more or less changed the flow of energy between heaven and earth, making the air full of strange crystal lights, and the light and shadows that were undetermined seemed a little unreal.

More and more people were pouring out of the streets and alleys, following the convoy, but they were not too close, for fear of disturbing the convoy's progress.

The convoy went all the way outside the city and to the Wei River.

There are open spaces here, and the terrain is low. You can clearly see this duel on the surrounding river hills.

In Changling many years ago, the duels of most practitioners were also here, so that they would not damage the houses or the fields.

Far away, on the official road facing the convoy, a man walked over with his sword alone.

Countless people who stood in the Hegang saw this scene clearly, and their hearts instantly evoked countless memories and stirred up countless storms.

Yuanwu is here.

The convoy dispersed.

Ding Ning, who was standing alone, was left in the wild grass on the river beach.

In the areas closest to the carriages on the Hegang, the ones that stayed are naturally important figures in Changling and some people who have experienced the events of that year.

Just like the princes and princes of Hengshan, for some reason, when they saw Yuanwu coming with their own eyes and the final meeting of Yuanwu and Ding Ning, they suddenly felt a little tired and relaxed in their bodies, and they felt that such an ending of grudges was perfect.

Ding Ning looked at Yuan Wu's figure faintly.

His pupils were a little cold, but eventually became indifferent.

Looking at Yuan Wu who finally walked in front of him, he spoke in a light tone and disgust, "You can rest for a while, whenever you want."

Yuanwu's hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to his forehead. Of course, he looked even more embarrassed than ever, especially when he was watched by countless people, but when he looked at the person he should be resentful, he laughed instead.

"According to Changling's custom, shouldn't the two sides of the duel say something?"

He looked at Ding Ning's eyes with a hint of madness, "Even if you don't want to say more to me, I don't want to vomit some things."

Ding Ning also looked into his eyes and said, "What do you want to say?"

Yuan Wu said slowly: "I figured out when I really hate you."
Chapter completed!