Yan Wuqing stood on the pitch-black reef.

Listen to the sound of the waves.

The air was damp and cold, with the smell of sea salt.

Yan Wuqing stood panting.

Supporting his body with a long sword.

Around him was a row of lightsabers.

A row of lightsabers made of pure white light.

Bao is for Yan Wuqing's position.

The sound of footsteps came slowly, and Yan Wuqing raised his head to look at the man in front of him.

The man in the black robe.

The eyes under the hood are sharp and focused.

The lightsaber instantly dissipated into several beams of light and struck the man's long sword.

"That's what it is........ Supreme Ten Thousand Swords?"

Yan Wuqing said.

It's already a miserable face.

"Yan Wuqing, really, you have the guts to challenge me........."

"As a swordsman, to see the power of the Supreme Ten Thousand Swords, it can also be said that it ....... Die without regrets........."

Yan Wuqing said.

"Kill me......."

Yan Wuqing said.

The eyes under the hood looked at Yan Wuqing in front of him with a high collar.

"Now do as I say. ”

Now, the man sat on the throne and said to Yan Wuqing.

"Breathe down the dantian, relax your shoulders like I have been taught before. With strength at the waist, write down the following sword tips: ........."

Yan Wuqing was also taken aback when he heard this sword technique: "This is the sword technique of the Supreme Ten Thousand Swords?" Yan Wuqing was taken aback.

Because he had been under the Sword Venerable Hu Yanshuo for so long, Hu Yanshuo had never taught himself the Supreme Ten Thousand Swords, but now he was willing to tell Murong Xiaoxiao the sword technique of the Supreme Ten Thousand Swords through himself.

Although it was only a small part of the sword technique, it was enough, enough to make Yan Wuqing feel unbalanced.

Murong Xiaoxiao did so.

The dazzling light focused on the body of the longsword sword.

Murong Xiaoxiao only felt an unprecedented surge of power hitting the sword.

"This ......." Bai Yuhao squinted his eyes on the side, this is not the sword technique of the Emei faction, in fact, he has never seen such a sword technique.

The pitch-black sword qi was once again on the sword corpse long sword.

It came up like a black tide.

"Fight back now. ”

The man said.

Murong Xiaoxiao swung his sword vigorously.

At this moment, the power on the long sword was far beyond her imagination.

This swing of the sword.

A dazzling glow.

Turned into several lightsabers, and the lightsabers rained down.

In an instant, the sword qi that was as towering as a wall was dispersed.

Lightsaber flies.

The sword corpse sword swung swiftly, clearing a path in the rain-like lightsaber.

Pushed aside all the attacks that came in your way.

"It's!"

Bai Yulin picked up in surprise: "Supreme Ten Thousand Swords........?" That's just heard of it......."

Yan Wuqing was also shocked, but he could use a complete move through a small part of the sword technique.

This Murong Xiaoxiao is indeed a genius in swordsmanship.

Yan Wuqing thought so.

The sword corpse swept away the lightsaber that flew in front of him like a curtain of rain.

The sight was also restored in an instant.

A cold light had flashed.

It was Murong Xiaoxiao's long sword that stabbed him.

The sword corpse's pale but wooden face like a mask showed a rare expression.

His eyes widened in surprise.

The cold light flashed, and the long sword had sunk into the shoulder of the sword corpse.

Pierced into the shoulder in the black robe.

The sword corpse snorted.

At that moment, the pain also brought Bai Yumo back to his senses, and saw that the girl in front of him was the girl in his heart.

Look at the sword head at the shoulder.

Blood flowed down.

The sword corpse's mask-like stiff face turned the corners of its mouth up slightly.

"Great...... Didn't hurt you........" said the sword corpse.

The long sword in his hand has landed.

The sword corpse fell straight to the ground.

Murong Xiaoxiao looked into the distance.

Although she couldn't see Yan Wuqing who was speaking, she probably knew his whereabouts.

"Murong Xiaoxiao, I am the head of the Sword Sect, Sword Venerable, Hu Yanshuo, I invite you to join the Sword Sect. ”

Yan Wuqing repeated the man's words, but there was a wave in his heart, as if he was envious of Hu Yanshuo's attention to Murong Xiaoxiao.

"I'll think about it. ”

Murong Xiaoxiao whispered, looking at Ling Dao on the side as she spoke.

Ling Blade quickly ran forward and hugged Murong Xiaoxiao.

"So what's going on with drug dealers?" Bao Kang asked Lu Min.

"Bai Liben was killed, and the sword corpse wanted to avenge him, so the first thing that came to mind was a business dispute. ”

"You said the Bai family had business dealings with drug dealers?"

"No one can make so much money doing darts. ”

Lu Min said, "How is the bureau?"

"It's messy....... Guo Yutian and Mo Yun have already started a war, but the tasks given above are very vague, and we are mainly dealing with the Guo Yutian camp. ”

"Yes........"

"Now there is chaos in the rivers and lakes, and people in the rivers and lakes are missing or even assassinated every day, which makes me feel ....... Like the atmosphere on the eve of the previous war. Bao Kang looked at the manor in front of him: "Z Jiang Town is a good place, like a paradise........ But it won't be calm for long....... A full-scale war is about to begin. ”