Xiao Cong frowned and looked at the man in front of him. He was clearly a sword cultivator in the Galaxy Realm, but why did he ask the sword cultivator of his eleventh realm? Did he really not understand his own realm?
"Fellow."
Xiao Cong gently cupped his fists and said: "I have been ordered by my husband to do something important during this trip, so I'm sorry to have to obey my order. Isn't this matter of asking about the sword as easy as possible?"
"Don't you dare?"
The other party smiled and said: "Are all Confucian sword cultivators such cowards?"
"you……"
Xiao Cong gritted his teeth.
Liu Xingshu frowned and bowed: "My Confucian disciple Liu Xingshu, don't you know this friend?"
"Easy to say, Gu Yanshu."
The young swordsman in a purple gown cupped his fists and smiled, and said: "I am not as lucky as you. You have a husband above you, and my husband, my mentor, died twenty years ago. The master is a
Poor man, he worked for many people, but even when he was about to die, no one reached out to help him. It's so pitiful."
As soon as he heard the words Gu Yanshu, Liu Xingshu already knew who the other party was.
Xiao Cong drew his sword directly and frowned: "Gu Yanshu, what you are carrying on your back is the legendary Xunlu Sword?"
"I do not know……"
Gu Yanshu smiled lazily, caressed the rusty handle of the long sword, and said: "If you defeat me, this sword will be yours. You can think about it however you want. That's your business, but if you
If you lose, the sword in your hand will belong to me. Let me tell you first, what is the name of your sword?"
"It seems like it can't be any better."
Xiao Cong held the long sword across his chest, looked at it sternly and said with a smile: "My sword is called Hongchen. Back then, a woman who was my classmate gave me this sword when she heard that I wanted to practice swordsmanship.
It's not of high rank, and it's still not an immortal sword after so many years of tempering, but it doesn't matter. I like her, and she also liked me. Although she is married and has children now, it doesn't matter, and it doesn't hinder me.
I will never forget her in this life."
"OK OK."
Gu Yanshu scratched his head and said with a smile: "These love affairs in the world of mortals should be left as a lonely soul and then be pondered over slowly. I, Gu Yanshu, do not have the leisure to listen to your talk."
"Yeah?"
Xiao Cong raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile: "You are so confident."
"certainly."
Gu Yanshu slowly pulled out his sword. The moment he pulled out the long sword, wisps of milky white light emerged from the scabbard. When the rusty long sword was completely unsheathed, a fleeting ray of light disappeared, leaving Mr. Xiao
There was a heavy pressure on his heart. Although this sword was full of rust, it was probably the legendary Xunlu Sword. When the Xunlu Sword was unsheathed, the red dust in his hand had already begun to tremble.
"start?"
Gu Yanshu asked with a smile.
"Um."
Xiao Cong looked at Liu Xingshu and said: "Senior brother, if I die, remember to tell the teacher for me. In fact, I didn't spend 100% of my mind on swordsmanship. I only spent 90% of my mind on practicing swordsmanship, and another 10% of my mind.
I just miss her all the time."
Liu Xingshu's eyes instantly turned red: "Junior brother, do you think your husband doesn't know? He knows, but he doesn't blame you, so just let go and use the sword to kill if you can. There is no need to keep this Gu Yanshu.
"
"Know!"
Xiao Cong's sword light flashed, and he rushed out. Suddenly, the entire forest was filled with fine sword energy. Not a single Confucian sword cultivator in the upper five realms was made of paper!
Gu Yanshu narrowed his eyes and also handed out a sword. The next moment, Xiao Cong whirled in the wind and used a wisp of sword intent to resolve Gu Yanshu's sword. However, there was a blood mark on Gu Yanshu's arm. If it weren't for the protective sword,
It was so strong that Xiao Cong's sword might have been enough to cause Gu Yanshu to lose his arm.
"Very good, very good!"
Gu Yanshu laughed loudly, holding the rusty long sword, and suddenly fluttered his long sleeves, turning into a ray of cold light. He was obviously the weaker side, but he took the initiative to attack, and the two flying swords "chichi" broke through the air.
To, strangled together with Xiao Cong's natal flying sword, the long sword in his hand was raised horizontally and pushed out, going straight to Xiao Cong's heart.
Xiao Cong was slightly shuddered. This Gu Yanshu's fighting style was completely exchanging lives. Even if this sword could hit him hard, he would still be chopped into seven or eight pieces by the mortal world. In an instant, Xiao Cong withdrew part of his sword intention, but
A bloody mark was left on Gu Yanshu's back, and Gu Yanshu turned around and attacked again like a wounded beast.
After dozens of rounds, Gu Yanshu's sharp sword finally bloomed a bloody flower on Xiao Cong's shoulder. He exchanged more than a dozen of his own wounds for one of Xiao Cong's wounds. Gu Yanshu seemed to be very proud of his.
The offensive became more fierce, and his expression became more ferocious. He laughed and said: "What nonsense is a Confucian sword cultivator in the fifth realm? In the end, he is not the prey of my sword!"
Xiao Cong drew his sword again and again, no longer completely protecting himself. Instead, he followed Liu Xingshu's idea of killing if he could. The Gu Yanshu in front of him was by no means as simple as it seemed. However, when Xiao Cong began to exchange minor injuries for the opponent's fatal
When he was injured, he found that there seemed to be something fishy in it. There seemed to be strands of spiritual energy being extracted from his wound, and these extracted spiritual energy were fed back to Gu Yanshu by the sword. This is probably what Gu Yanshu dared to change his life.
reason.
Seeking Deer Sword, Covering Bananas Seeking Deer, an invisible sword that kills people, but when did this sword acquire such magical powers? Could it be that the young swordsman who calls himself Gu Yanshu is not holding the Seeking Deer Sword!?
"You hesitated."
Gu Yanshu suddenly withdrew and retreated. The blade of the sword in his hand was lowered. He looked at Xiao Cong with a pair of teasing eyes and said with a smile: "Once you hesitate, you are not far from death, but you have no chance of escape. You can't be faster."
My sword will only suffer death all the way in the end, and as for the trash who came with you, there is no way he can help you at all."
Xiao Cong was already covered in injuries, and the strength of his spiritual energy was even suppressed by the other party. He frowned, as if he already knew the result, but he still wanted to give it a try. If he could defeat Gu Yanshu here, he might die a lot less.
people.
The next moment, Xiao Cong used a sword light to attack Gu Yanshu quickly. While the opponent was blocking, Xiao Cong exploded two flying swords in succession and shouted: "Senior brother, leave quickly!"
Liu Xingshu was horrified and flew back quickly.
"That's not necessary!"
Gu Yanshu laughed, spinning the long sword in his hand, and wisps of cloud thunder lingered in the sky. Suddenly, there were wisps of milky white lightning flashing on the rusty long sword, which instantly crushed Xiao Cong's two flying swords. At the same time,
A ray of sword light was struck, directly turning Xiao Cong's body, which was about to explode his sword core, into a rain of blood.
"Junior brother!"
Liu Xingshu felt goosebumps all over her body. The dignified Xiao Cong of the Eleventh Realm was killed like this, without even a chance to self-destruct his sword heart. How terrifying was this Gu Yanshu?
"snort!"
Gu Yanshu took Xiao Cong's sword Hongchen from the pool of blood and carried it behind his back. Just where his thoughts were moving, the long sword in his hand shone with milky white light. When Gu Yanshu took a step forward, he was already a ten-year-old.
After cultivating the sword at the first level, he actually broke through it through a life-exchanging fight. He was completely using Xiao Cong's life to feed his own cultivation.
"Gu Yanshu!"
Liu Xingshu clenched his fists, with Confucian and Taoist texts lingering all over his body. Although he was only in the Nascent Soul realm, he was willing to fight.
"No need."
Gu Yanshu shook his head, his eyes unconcealed with contempt. He looked at Liu Xingshu and smiled: "Liu Xingshu, you are not even qualified to be snatched by me. Instead of dying in vain, it is better to save one life and collect the body of your junior brother."
Okay?"
He looked at the flesh and blood on the ground and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't strike carefully and cut him into a pile of flesh. Maybe you will have a little trouble."
As he said this, Gu Yanshu passed by Liu Xingshu.
Liu Xingshu stood on the spot, trembling all over. He wanted to fight desperately, but he couldn't. His uncle had other instructions that he needed to complete. For a moment, tears rolled down Liu Xingshu's eyes. He was probably the only one in the world with such unwillingness and humiliation.
People can understand.
…
Qinling Mountains, great wilderness.
Lin Zhao, Su Qingjiu, Huang Tingyu, and Zhi Zhi each wielded a flying sword and walked through the mountains under the leadership of Lin Zhao. At this moment, Lin Zhao felt extremely depressed, a little irritable for no reason, and even
, the dragon-slaying sword that had been silent behind him seemed to be a little restless under the cloth, but there was still no sign of Sister Bai waking up. Lin Zhao could not feel her breath at all.
"grown ups."
Zhi Zhi looked forward and said, "There is someone."
"Um."
Lin Zhao Yujian walked in front and looked up at the top of a blue stalagmite. Standing there was an old man wearing a long robe with a very strong aura. He was a great monk of the Twelve Realms in Shuzhou, which can be regarded as the only one in the state.
He was a peak cultivator. He cupped his fists lightly and said: "Snowy Tianchi, Lin Zhao, I have met my senior."
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
The man floated down, clasped his fists and said: "I am worshiping the chief minister of the He family in Xia Shuzhou. Why? My young master wants to meet the mountain master."
"oh?"
Lin Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Where is the young master?"
Between the green mountains, figures came one after another in the wind. The one at the front was a young man riding a flying sword, wearing a red shirt, cupping his fists and smiling: "He Shufan, the young master of the He family in Shuzhou, meet the mountain master."
Behind him, there was a dense group of monks, most of whom were in the middle five realms.
"Young master, you're welcome."
Lin Zhao cupped his fists and said, "I wonder what the young master is waiting for Lin Zhao here for?"
"Actually, it's nothing."
He Shufan smiled slightly: "The mountains and rivers of Shuzhou have always been stable. Even if there is some small plot, there will be no problems that cannot be solved if the He family and the Li family are in Shuzhou. So He Shufan dares to say something, please don't be too harsh, Lord Lin."
Worry, it’s better to let the people of Shuzhou handle this matter in Shuzhou.”
Lin Zhao couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. He could say such shameless and arrogant words. As expected of someone from the Queen Mother He's lineage, he was really short-sighted.
"It doesn't matter."
Lin Zhao smiled and said: "I am only taking the people from the Mountain Villa to visit the mountains and rivers in the Qinling Mountains of Shuzhou. Please don't worry, young master. Even if the Xunlu Sword is really born, I will not snatch it away."
