A broad long sword was fighting in Jian Qiushui's arms.

This broad and long sword seemed to have a spirit. It understood the meaning of Gao Li's words and seemed not ashamed of such a villain's behavior, so it trembled slightly.

Jian Qiushui couldn't help but frown when he heard Gao Li's words.

The mountains in the distance have not yet turned white, but if you look closely, it looks like a snow-white long knife cutting straight into the clouds.

Jian Qiushui did not answer Gao Li's words, but just stared at the majestic landscape from a distance.

She is a disciple of Jixia Sword Pavilion. Although Jixia Sword Pavilion is located in the muddy Qi State, it still stands side by side with the Hengshan Temple. It was once a place that swordsmen in the world yearned for.

Because of this, Jian Qiushui, you have the pride to hold a sword, so when Gao Li said these words, she subconsciously turned her head away, unwilling to answer.

Gao Li folded his arms and glanced sideways at Jian Qiushui: "People in this world must always distinguish between ourselves and our enemies.

Since Lu Jing is an enemy and even humiliated the Crown Prince of Qi twice, as a subject of Qi Kingdom, you should prioritize how to punish those who humiliate the Crown Prince. In the process, what can you do with some means?"

Jian Qiushui's long braids fell behind her, and her long autumn skirt flowed down her body. When the spring breeze blew by, it rippled, really like a pool of autumn water.

When she heard Gao Li's words, she lowered her head and thought for a few seconds, then raised her head and said, "Lu Jing's name has long been spread in Jixia Sword Pavilion. I also know that Lu Jing is a rare genius in swordsmanship, even better than Nan Heyu."

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But... Lu Jing is only seventeen or eighteen years old after all. I was born with sword light in my mouth, and I am ten years older than him. Even in the Jixia sword pavilion, there are only three or five people of my age who can surpass me in sword power.

I will compete with Lu Jing in terms of swordsmanship, but Lord Gao Li, I feel that I can kill him without resorting to some despicable means."

Gao Li finally turned around. When he turned around, the huge ghost-headed sword stirred up a wave of waves, and there were still a few ghostly shadows looming in the distance.

He looked at Jian Qiushui solemnly, shook his head and said: "There are countless geniuses in the world, but even the geniuses have to be divided into three, six or nine.

Qiu Shui Sword Master, you were born with sword light in your mouth, and even your name comes from Qiu Shui Sword Light, but... today I went to Hengshan Mansion in the form of a spiritual thought.

But he found that there was still a trace of sword intent left in Hengshan Mansion.

The sword intent that remained a long time ago is almost about to dissipate, and it is precisely because of these strands of sword intent that I asked you to attack with all my strength."

When Gao Li said this, his eyes fell on the broad long sword held in Jian Qiushui's arms.

"You have been raising the sword for twenty-eight years, but all the strong men in the world have extraordinary talents and unimaginable adventures.

You were born with sword light in your mouth, but Lu Jing was only seventeen years old and developed sword energy to support the light. If you suppress your own cultivation and use sword intention to fight against him, it will be nothing more than defeat."

"Your sword power is far inferior to Lu Jing's."

Gao Li's words were direct and could not be called tactful.

Jian Qiushui's frown deepened. She still didn't believe that there was someone in this world who was only seventeen years old and could surpass her sword intention that she had cultivated for twenty-eight years.

"Lord Gao Li, you want me to attack with all my strength?"

Jian Qiu Shui hesitated for a while, and finally said what he was thinking: "Qiu Shui has a sword in his heart. If possible, he will always meet Dafu, the one with the strongest talent for swordsmanship among the young generation.

If... if Lu Jing's sword is really that sharp, Qiu Shui will be loyal to the prince as Master Gao Li said."

When Jian Qiushui spoke, his tone was a little desolate.

The girl in the sedan was even surprised when she heard the two talking.

Even in Qi State, Jian Qiushui is well known to everyone, and he is one of the most talented people in Jixia Jiange.

"I don't know who Lu Jing is. His age of seventeen or eighteen can actually make people like Gao Li and Jian Qiushui fear him."

Yue Lun thought so in her heart.

Just at this moment, a breeze blew by.

Gaoli, Jian Qiushui seemed to be aware of it, and at the same time looked at the Baektu Mountain in the distance.

However, he saw a vague figure on the Baektu Mountain.

The figure was tall, with long hair tied casually behind his head, and a long knife at his waist. The long knife didn't seem to be outstanding, but when the biting cold wind on the mountain blew around the figure, the biting cold wind turned out to be...

It broke quietly and then turned into a breeze.

Gao Li and Jian Qiushui looked at each other.

Although they were separated by an extremely long distance, Gao Li and Jian Qiushui could still clearly see that the figure still had a slight smile on his face, and there was an undisguised look of ridicule in his eyes.

"I heard that Gao Li of Qi State once entered Baigui Mountain and obtained a mountain ghost famous sword. Since then, it has become the sharp blade in the hand of King Qi Yuan.

But I never thought that today I would see Qi Guo's sharp sword and Qi Guoji's disciples from the sword pavilion, but they were discussing how to harm a seventeen-year-old boy."

As the man spoke, a red light condensed his energy and turned into a bridge.

While he was talking, he walked slowly across the Yuanqi Bridge.

From a distance, it looks like a red jade belt is reaching down from the sky, and a heavenly being descending from the sky is coming here with a sword!

Jian Qiu Shui turned around and glanced at the sedan, only to see the moon wheel in the sedan opening the curtain at some point and sticking his head out, looking at the person walking slowly from a distance.

In just a few moments, the swordsman who seemed to be walking slowly had already crossed the mountain stream, not far from here.

Yueluan blinked.

I only saw that the man was tall and handsome, and there seemed to be waves of breeze blowing from the long knife on his waist. As the man's clothes fluttered, he looked even more handsome.

Gao Li stretched out his right hand and touched the ghost-headed sword behind him.

The wide long sword on the sword of Qiu Shui ripples like ripples in the autumn water.

She clearly heard the visitor's words, and helplessness flashed in her eyes.

If she were left to choose, she had inherited the sword spirit of the Sword Master of Qi, and she only wanted to win with the brilliant swordsmanship, so how could she use the ghost realm tricks?

For the vast majority of people in the world, they actually have no right to make a choice.

Because of this, Jian Qiushui raised his head high and looked at the person approaching, his eyes flashing with cold light.

Jian Qiu Shui, who had been exposed of the conspiracy and thought he was a helpless person and a righteous man, instinctively wanted to protect his reputation by other means.

Chi!

A swift sword intent rose from her body, and dense sword light spread all over the three-foot area, mixed with vitality flowing in the void.

"Here comes...stop."

Jian Qiushui raised his head and ordered slowly.

Behind her, the three innate monks and the three divine fire cultivators all took a step forward. Suddenly, there was a roar of energy and blood on the mountains here, and there were bursts of divine fire burning, and the vitality condensed!

However, Gao Li, the most powerful person in the Qi Kingdom, just touched the ghost-headed sword behind him, but made no move.

"Nanfengmian..."

Gao Li stood in front of the mountain cliff, motionless as he looked at Nan Fengmian, who was slowly walking towards him.

"I have long heard that there was a swordsman from the Duke of Dafunan who had been dormant in the Northern Qin Dynasty for twelve years and beheaded most of the imperial guards with one sword.

The famous sword on his waist is that of Xing Gu Zhenren, who is famous for four decades, but I never thought that we would meet someone like you before we entered Taixuan Capital."

Gao Li is much older than Nan Fengmian.

He spoke slowly and slowly, but with a somewhat sinister air.

As he spoke, distorted images slowly appeared around his body.

The ghostly aura continued to rise, and in an instant, thick smoke suddenly filled the mountain.

Nan Fengmian paid no attention to this ghostly aura. He stood high in the sky, looking down at Gao Li and Jian Qiushui.

Immediately, his eyes fell on Yuelun, who was sticking his head out of the sedan chair.

He glanced casually and then looked away.

"I wonder why the little Duke of Nanguo came here?"

Gao Li turned his head and glanced at Jian Qiushui, probably signaling Jian Qiushui not to act rashly.

When Jian Qiushui heard Gao Li say Nan Fengmian's name, he looked thoughtful in his eyes.

This is the case in this world. Some people are unknown, while others are famous all over the world.

Nan Fengmian has been dormant for twelve years, and his reputation for killing the Yin Protector of Northern Qinshan has already spread throughout the world in half a year!

Gao Li asked this question.

Standing in the void, the smile on the corner of Nan Fengmian's mouth became even stronger. He looked down at Gao Li and asked, "Have you ever heard that the Crown Prince of Qi, Gu Chenhao, is known for his evil deeds?"

Nan Fengmian stood in the sky, his body straight.

When Gao Li heard Nan Fengmian's words, he couldn't help but look a lot more melancholy.

Behind Jian Qiushui, the six sixth-level monks suddenly burst out with killing intent.

Nan Fengmian held the handle of Xinggu Zhenren's sword at his waist and glanced at them sideways!

In just a moment, strong winds started flying!

Bursts of sword light flashed in the strong wind, sweeping down like a tornado.

The violent vitality is like a flood that has opened its gates, rushing forward!

In an extremely short period of time, Nan Fengmian did not even draw his sword out of its sheath, but the vigor and murderous intent burst out from the six sixth-level monks were instantly chopped into pieces by the sword intent like a strong wind.
To be continued...