"Name: Meng Qi (or pseudonym)."

"Martial arts: opening six orifices, sword techniques from complex to simple, beginning to understand the principles of law, possessing a strange method of relieving force and borrowing force, outstanding light skills, like a demon."

"Achievements: In order to help Zeng Xianmen Hualun, he ran to the mountains at night, but there was no general under his command, including Luo Jiao's empty envoy; he entered the family at day time, and killed a seven-orificed swordsman in full public view, and then walked away.

It's like entering an uninhabited place; facing four nine-aperture masters in Huayue Tower in Yicheng, using their strength to fight, the sword enters the realm of transformation, injuring one person in a breath, retreating another person, and then escaping with his life under the attack of the treasure soldiers."

"Ranking: twenty-fourth."

"Nickname: Junzi Sword, Xiaoyao Sword."

"Identity: Xiliang Swordsman (seems fake, true identity to be tested)."

Let me go... Meng Qi couldn't believe his eyes. What on earth was Liumen thinking?

"Failure!" He stared at the words "Junzijian" with his eyes fixed on him, wishing he could go to the six gates and hang up the person who decided the title and give him a beating.

One of Meng Qi's vests made a successful debut, but unfortunately it was not as he expected, and it was even more of a failure than his own title.

"There is another new master on the list!" The martial arts disciples opened their childlike eyes, curious and excited, chattering like a flock of sparrows.

Although the world is big, not every issue of the list contains new people, and they are also new people who have not been well-known before!

"The Gentleman's Sword? His nickname means he is a righteous knight."

"Of course, it was just the first time that he met Hua Lun. He used his sword to help, walked in the mountains at night, and was not afraid of Luo Jiao. He is worthy of the name of a gentleman."

"How wonderful it would be if the world were filled with gentlemen like Meng Shaoxia!"

The comments from these young people were like sharp swords piercing his young mind that had not yet recovered.

"Although I have a big heart, I really can't stand this!"

Meng Qi, who was dressed as a scholar in white robes, felt like dying while listening and suffered two serious injuries in a row.

Compared with the nickname "Junzijian", the Mang King Kong and the Thunder Sword Mad Monk all sound so pleasant to the ear.

At the same time, he was full of doubts in his heart. The six doors should not be able to recognize him. Why did they come up with the annotation of "to be tested" or "may be a pseudonym"? What is their purpose?

Forget it, I don’t plan to use Junzijian anyway!

"Think about Pei Ju's evil king, the envy, jealousy and hatred. If I had known it, I would have designated a title for myself." Meng Qi took out the gnashing teeth Ji Hao gave him before leaving, tore the handkerchief, and looked like a resentful woman who was bullied.

Suddenly, Meng Qi realized something, looked at the list of people, then looked at his handkerchief, and cursed: "Damn, that guy must have known about the changes in the list of people in advance."

"I hate six doors!"

"I hate Mr. Pei!"

………

After returning to the six realms of reincarnation, he went down the river and came to Yecheng, waiting for a big event to happen.

There are many delicacies in Yedu, all of which suit Ji Hao's appetite. After practicing martial arts, he often works tirelessly, walking through the streets and alleys, looking for every "hidden pearl". Whenever he accidentally finds it, he feels very happy.

Ji Hao walked alone, perfecting his own book. If this book is completed, Ruan Yushu will definitely regard it as a heavenly book.

"Brothers and sisters, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

There are many pedestrians on this street, either entering restaurants or looking at New Year goods, embroidery, trinkets, etc. at the stalls on both sides of the road. It is the New Year, and the street is lively and full of red dust.

A young girl wearing a white cloak stands alone on the bridge. Her features are picturesque, the sky is moving, and her eyes are like stars in the sky, bright and moving.

"So it's the eldest brother!" The girl put down the silver hairpin with a smile, her eyes full of vigilance.

The big cloak has fluffy white hair, which makes her a bit playful and cute. There are many people walking on the bridge, and the lights are flowing under the bridge, making her look like a dream.

"Are you waiting for my second brother?" Ji Hao was dressed in a wide robe, with a clear and handsome face with a sinister smile. He did not use Shi Zhixuan's face, but Pei Ju's.

"I don't know, what is the purpose of Brother's coming here this time? Can you tell Xiao Sang?" Gu Xiao Sang tilted his head, with a trace of expectation on his beautiful face.

"You will understand my purpose later."

"By the way, I have one more thing. My ranking on the human list is too low, and it doesn't match my current strength. It just so happens that we still have a battle to finish in the Demon Grave World."

After such a long time, his ranking on the ranking list should have risen.

And Gu Xiaosang is the best stepping stone.

"I don't want to use force. It's too tiring. It would be bad if my husband feels sorry for me." Gu Xiaosang said with a heart-warming smile. The exquisite girl in white had tears in her eyes. The empty valley was filled with orchids, and the country was captivated.

"And please, brother, stay away from me. I'm afraid my husband will misunderstand me." Gu Xiaosang, the drama star, got into the mood.

"Qiang Qiang!"

The robe is rolled up and the Jiu Shao Ding Yin Sword is unsheathed.

"My good brother is magnanimous and won't take such a small thing to heart!"

Now Meng Qi is eager to avoid her.

Stab with a long sword, what kind of morals are there to talk to her, an evil heretic?

The evil king said this.

The transformation of this sword is simple and unremarkable, but all the vitality of the surrounding airflow is absorbed by it, as if there is only one sword between heaven and earth!

This is derived from the essence of the Immortal Seal, but Ji Hao uses swordsmanship to explain the principles, and the performance is different, so there is no need to worry about being recognized.

This sword is too terrifying, swallowing up all life and death.

The air flow was absorbed, the vitality was absorbed, and the broken dead leaves on the ground suddenly turned into powder, like wind and residual clouds, empty and feeble, they were all sucked by the sword body and stuck to the tip of the sword.

The long knife brought withered leaves and the whispers of gods all over the sky, and slashed down like a circle. Gu Xiaosang did not dodge or avoid, and remained unchanged to cope with the changes. Threads of silver feathers and thin ropes were entangled in her slender hands.

On the top, the true energy flows along the line network.

The evolution of the long sword shocked Gu Xiaosang's myriad clues to life and death.

puff!

The sound of revolution sounded, and between change and stability, the two "weapons" finally collided!

The strong wind overflowed and swept around, bringing up dust all over the place.

Although Gu Xiaosang has opened two more orifices than Ji Hao, and uses outdoor palm techniques, who is Ji Hao? After becoming a demon from a Buddha, his black transformation is ten times stronger.

The true energy transformed once, almost like the substance, strong, thick, and continuous. In addition, the Great Mercy and Great Compassion Palm and the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques are both outstanding magical skills in terms of power of internal energy. In this aspect, they are compared to the "wusheng" that kneads the Shinto belief.

"Old Mother's Book of Crossing the World" was much stronger, and both sides fought evenly, with neither side taking a single step back.

A delicate and ethereal girl's steps were light, she shrank to the ground, and her slender fingers pointed at Ji Hao's forehead without any trace of fireworks.

The surroundings seemed to be much brighter all of a sudden, and a voice like a Zen song of celestial music kept sounding:

"The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, and sorrows are endless. Have mercy on me, the world, there is a god descending from the sky, a lifeless old mother, and my hometown is empty!"

There are cave-ins, whirlpools, bulges, waves outward, pushing onlookers off the bridge and into the stream. Fortunately it is winter, otherwise there will be a few drowned rats, and there are warriors desperately resisting.

Invisible threads floated like the hands of a demon, entangled with Ji Hao, preventing him from evading, and in front of him was Wushengzhi.

The air flow was chaotic, like the void was split, demons were dancing around, there were whirlpools, collapses, and expansions everywhere. Some of the tables, chairs, and wine glasses in the room were pushed directly to the wall, and some followed Ji Hao and flew to Gu Xiaosang's side.

It was between collapse and expansion, between vortex and eruption, and was directly torn apart, with pieces of porcelain flying and broken wood traveling sideways.

The few onlookers seemed to be pushed by giant hands and fell backwards. The distance between them and Gu Xiaosang became wider and wider, and a feeling of desolation and despair suddenly arose in their hearts, because they were far away from their final hometown and their eternal destination.

"The world of mortals is like a prison, and all living things are suffering." There is invisible energy in the ethereal fairy sound, which fills the heaven and earth, is vast and majestic, repels disharmony, and suppresses all kinds of evil.

Invisible and qualityless transparent silk threads floated up one after another, either pulling out, stabbing, entangling or pulling, forming a dragnet to trap Ji Hao.

Jiu Shao's final tone fell, and Gu Xiaosang's "Thousands of Thousand Threads" became weak and fluttered backwards, immediately reverberating, just like a spider's thread entangled in it, making it difficult for people to get rid of it. In this process, there is constant force on the sword to be removed.

Infuriated.

At the same time, he couldn't help but threw himself in front of Gu Xiaosang. He slashed out with his long sword, but was pulled away by the airflow. He watched helplessly as the finger as white as jade and as delicate as an immortal was pointing at his forehead. Gu Xiaosang was reflected in his sight.

Sang Shengjie's face showed pity, and her mind was in a daze for a moment.

The next moment, Ji Hao used his palm as a knife and slashed out from an incredible angle.

The sword suddenly appeared, with a chilly appearance, withered and decayed, but a vitality inside, and verdant greenness. It seemed slow, but it appeared directly in front of Gu Xiaosang as if the real distance had been shortened!

Above the tip of the knife, the vitality of heaven and earth circulates, a lotus flower sways and dances, sprouts branches, and new leaves grow quickly, fresh and green, and then bear flowers.

The secret of life is revealed!

Gu Xiaosang danced gracefully, with thousands of silver threads dancing on her fingertips, ethereal and beautiful, yet full of murderous intent.

The air flow collapsed, contracted inward and expanded outward. Ji Hao felt that there were several strong forces on the blade that were constantly pulling. Each force originated from the boundless void, constantly consuming the sword energy on the blade.

Realizing that it was impossible to gain an advantage with this move, Ji Hao decisively changed his move, turned the sword around, and the world under his feet retreated. The scene changed, shrinking into an inch, and came to Gu Xiaosang.

"cut!"

The roar of the great thunder reappeared, and the Buddha preached the scriptures with a sound like the sound of great thunder.

The flower bones are blooming petal by petal, showing their beauty to the fullest, elegant and refined, and full of vitality.

That is the murderous intent of the Heavenly Sword, and every lotus petal is the condensed murderous intent.

The lotus flower emerges from the mud without being stained, and washes the clear ripples without being evil!

But in other places, the big trees beside the stream are dry and lifeless, the bark falls off, and they are very old!
To be continued...