Hundreds of years have passed since the white horse passed by. The Qin and Han Dynasties have passed. The Tang Dynasty has entered history. After the disputes and wars of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Central Plains of China is now dominated by the Zhao and Song Dynasties.

In the north, outside a small village in Qilu territory, a white figure shuttled through the woods. It was so agile that even birds and animals such as leopards and eagles could not catch up. It was hard to imagine that this was done by mortals.

Behind that man was a man in blue robe who was not inferior to him in Qinggong. This man had a strong physique, wore a blue robe, had a murderous look on his face, and was very heroic. He could win without a sword but with a sword, and his body skills were as light as the wind.

, chasing the opponent at extremely fast speeds.

The man in white ran to a large river that was more than thirty meters wide. The current was fast, the water was turbid and mixed with mud, and the color of the river was yellow.

The man in white looked at the pale yellow river. He turned to face the man in blue who had just caught up. The man in blue glanced at the river, knowing that the man in white had been cornered by him and thought of what he wanted.

It soon fell into my hands, and I couldn't help but feel proud.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he cast a sinister look at the man in white, slowly approaching the man in white step by step.

The man in white robe stared at the river, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He turned back to look at the man in blue robe, frowned and said, "Xiao Yanqiu, why are you so hard on me?"

The blue-robed man named Xiao Yanqiu had a ferocious face, with some murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and said indifferently: "If I didn't force you, how could you obediently hand over the sword manual!"

The man in white subconsciously pressed his chest, with a guilty expression on his face. Suddenly he turned his palms into fists, with resolute eyes, and said sternly: "When my adoptive father gave me the sword manual, he told me to keep it properly. I will never do it."

for you!"

Xiao Yanqiu looked angry and asked: "You and I are both one of the eight heads of the Sword Master Sect. This sword manual was created by my ancestor of the Xiao family. Why is it only given to you? Besides, who in the martial arts community doesn't want to learn it?

This is known as the best swordsmanship in the world."

The man in white looked at Xiao Yanqiu and snorted coldly: "Hmph! This is known as the best swordsmanship in the world, haven't you ever learned it?"

Xiao Yanqiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he said coldly: "You and I only learned the sixth form, and dad also learned the tenth form. Although after learning the sixth form, he is already a first-class master in the martial arts, but that's just scratching the surface.

It would be better to learn all the moves in this book, haha! The realm of martial arts is boundless."

The man in white said with pity: "But this sword manual is extremely difficult to practice. Even if an ordinary person spends his whole life, he can only practice it to the tenth form. Only our ancestor has mastered it."

Xiao Yanqiu suddenly said angrily: "But he is old. He will go west after a few years of training. What's the use of talking so much nonsense? Xiao Shangquan, you are not going to hand over the sword manual. You have to go against me, right?

Okay, let's settle our old and new grudges together, and you can just die."

Xiao Yanqiu, who had just finished speaking, used the gas that had been gathered on the tips of his two fingers to swing towards Xiao Shangquan, saying: "The sword shakes hundreds of miles." This violent gas swept along the ground like an invisible sword energy.

, causing dust to fly along the road, leaving a fiery red mark washed away by the sword energy on the ground.

Xiao Shangquan witnessed the tiger-like sword energy with a look of shock on his face. Just when the sword energy was about to reach his face, Xiao Shangquan moved his whole body slightly and dodged to the right. The sword energy flew into the air and shot towards the hard rock on the other side of the river.

, smash it to pieces.

Although Xiao Shangquan escaped from the sword energy, he was not in a good situation either. The clothes on his body were no longer the original intact white clothes. They were seriously damaged due to the influence of the sword energy.

It can be seen that the power of the sword energy is so fierce that even the remaining power cannot be underestimated.

Xiao Shangquan turned his head and glanced at the gravel, and said solemnly: "Since you ignore the righteousness of the same family, I don't need to be polite to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he made a diamond-shaped opening with his hands and ten fingers, and a stream of sword energy was released along his Tianchi point. It gathered at the diamond-shaped opening and condensed into a ball of light. The light ball immediately exuded countless sharp sword energy.

Arcs of light flashed across the sky, covering Xiao Yanqiu's head.

Xiao Yanqiu was not afraid at all, he took the attack with all his strength, pointing his fingertips towards the sky, the strong sword energy shot down like a beam of light, and penetrated into the clouds like an arc of light, creating a magnificent streak in an instant

The invisible sword light flashed and overlapped with hundreds of sword shadows, pouring down in the gap between the clouds and mist. The two sword energies collided together, forming a powerful shock wave.

The forest was already filled with sword energy, and the sound of sword energy could be heard within a radius of thirty miles. The water of the river was blown up to the shore, and the wave wall crossed the sky, and the waves splashed everywhere. The scene was spectacular and horrifying.

If any unlucky passerby passed by, he would be crippled by the sword energy even if he didn't die.

Half an hour passed, and the two of them fought more than a hundred moves, but there was still no winner. The clothes of the two of them were already in tatters, and the trunks of the big trees in the dense forest were all scratched, and none of them looked decent.

Not far away, on the hillside path behind the dense forest, the figure of a seven-year-old child slowly emerged. He was walking on the mountain path with a bamboo basket on his back, humming country songs softly, and a yellow stone hanging around his neck.

, this yellow stone exudes a yellow halo from time to time, and it is tightly wrapped with a rope.

The seven-year-old child didn't notice anything strange at all. He just saw branches falling all over the dense forest in front of him. He suddenly became enlightened and murmured: "What a great harvest! I don't know what happened today. There are quilts everywhere in the woods."

Let’s take some of the chopped branches back first. I’ll call dad later and bring some to the cart to take back. It seems like it won’t be too cold this winter.”

As he spoke, he waved the woodcutter in his hand, but he didn't know that the crisis was approaching him step by step.

Xiao Yanqiu and Xiao Shangquan were fighting fiercely. They saw the two of them emitting strong sword energy again. The two sword energy collided to form a strong air flow, sweeping around. The two also used sword shields to block each other's sword energy, layer by layer.

The shock wave can only keep sweeping around.

"ah....."

A blood-curdling scream suddenly came from the dense forest.

The two of them were surprised and wondered: Who was injured?

The child who happened to be passing by in the woods came out holding his bloody right arm. His delicate face was frowned, but his expression was extremely strong. The ground was already stained red with blood.

Xiao Yanqiu glanced at the child and said indifferently: "You are courting death if you dare to see me doing anything."

Upon hearing this, the child's immature face was suddenly filled with fear. He staggered back a step, his head was so dizzy, his vision went dark, and he fell on the pool of blood.

Just as Xiao Yanqiu was about to make a move to kill the child, the horrified Xiao Shangquan rushed to stop him. He grabbed Xiao Yanqiu's hand with his left hand and slapped Xiao Yanqiu's chest with his right hand. Xiao Yanqiu blocked it with his right hand. Suddenly Xiao Yanqiu used his foot to attack Xiao Shangquan's lower body, and Xiao Shangquan retracted.

Cross your hands to hold your feet.

Xiao Yanqiu used his other foot to leap hard without flying out. He gestured with his hand, and a burst of sword energy shot out, piercing Xiao Shangquan's chest. Xiao Shangquan suddenly spurted out blood, staining Xiao Yanqiu's pants.

Xiao Shangquan looked at Xiao Yanqiu, spread his hands, grabbed Xiao Yanqiu's feet with both hands, gathered his internal strength with both hands, followed his legs, took a few steps back, and used his internal strength to float Xiao Yanqiu in the air. Xiao Yanqiu looked at Xiao Shangquan's movements and kept roaring.

: "What are you going to do, what are you going to do...?"

Xiao Shangquan put his hands under the bottom of his feet, turned his hands hard, Xiao Yanqiu's legs made a sound of bones colliding, and then Xiao Shangquan kicked Xiao Yanqiu into the air with his feet.

, when Xiao Yanqiu was about to land, Xiao Shangquan kicked Xiao Yanqiu on his waist, and Xiao Yanqiu was kicked into the fast-flowing river.

Xiao Shangquan looked at the rushing river with a painful expression, his body suddenly went limp, and blood spurted out again. Xiao Shangquan looked at the child, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "I don't think I will live long, so why not give the child the sword manual."

After a pause, thoughts swirled: "But he is not a disciple of our sect... Besides, the master said that sword manuals cannot be passed down to non-direct descendants of the Xiao family... No matter what, even if he is not a direct descendant of the Xiao family,

It's better than falling into the hands of people with evil intentions like Xiao Yanqiu." After thinking about it, Xiao Shangquan channeled his inner power into the child.

When Xiao Shangquan injected his internal energy into the child, he found that there was a strong force in the child that absorbed Xiao Shangquan's incoming internal energy.

Xiao Shangquan used his inner strength to fight against this powerful force. He poured his inner strength into the child's body continuously. Xiao Shangquan himself was injured by Xiao Yanqiu's sword energy. He already had half of his life left and his face turned blue. If an ordinary person would have died,

Can't bear it.

For a long time, Xiao Shangquan lowered his hands, spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground. Xiao Shangquan stared at the child in surprise and said: "I didn't expect that the "Qiankun Stone" would be on this child. I didn't expect that the sword energy of Xiao Yanqiu and I would kill him.

Cutting his hand and causing the "World Stone" to dissolve in his body, could this be God helping my Sword Master clan to prosper, hahaha..."

When Xiao Shangquan was laughing, the child suddenly woke up, slowly got up, and turned to look at Xiao Shangquan. It would have been better not to look at it. When he looked at it, the child yelled, "Ah!" and stepped back, with his head hitting the back.

He reached the tree trunk and shouted again: "Ah!" It turned out that Xiao Shangquan's body was in tatters and stained with blood. The children thought he was a ghost and were frightened.

Xiao Shangquan used all his strength to hold the child's tender wrist and said: "Don't be afraid, child, uncle is not a bad person." After that, he caused internal injuries and vomited a mouthful of blood. The child was startled, broke away from his hand, and staggered back.

Sitting on the ground.

Xiao Shangquan pressed his chest tightly and coughed hard. Seeing this, the child suddenly felt pity. He knelt forward and asked with a frown, "Uncle, are you sick?"

Xiao Shangquan tried his best to smile and said: "Good boy! My uncle is very ill and he has a favor. Can you help him?"

The child paused, his eyes rolled quickly, and asked: "Uncle! What do you want me to help you with? Are you asking for a doctor?"

Xiao Shangquan shook his head and said in a weak voice: "No! My uncle has entrusted you with a treasure. You have to keep it well and don't let anyone know about it. Don't lose it." After that, he took out a book from his arms.

Huang's book was handed to him.

The child took it and said with doubts: "Book? Uncle, are you a master like your father? Then can I show it to my father?"

Xiao Shangquan touched his tail and said, "No, your father is a scholar of literature, and your uncle is a master of martial arts. If you show it to your father, you will be punished."

The child suddenly smiled and said: "I understand, dad hates martial arts. Uncle, you are a martial arts master, can you teach me martial arts? I like martial arts."

Xiao Shangquan's pale face showed some relief, and he nodded happily: "Okay! Uncle will accept you as his disciple."

The child was overjoyed and quickly knelt down to him and said, "Student Ge Guanting pays homage to Master." After saying this, he kowtowed three times sincerely.

Xiao Shangquan gritted his teeth in pain and said with all his strength: "Guanting! Master is sick now and can't teach you. You will read this book these days. Master will definitely get it back one day. Remember that you are now a disciple of Jianzun Sect. Master's name is Xiao Shangquan."

In the future, when practicing martial arts, one must be chivalrous."
Chapter completed!