Jincheng, at night, 303 National Highway is the only main road connecting Jincheng and Lincheng, basically except for the north, if you want to enter the Jincheng area, this main road is the only way.

A young man with a sword on his back walked slowly on the side of the road, the street lamp stretched his shadow very long, the young man's steps were steady, and each step seemed to keep the same distance, which was a kind of practice.

There are thousands of disciples in the Sword Pavilion, among which the contemporary senior brother and the second senior brother are respected, but the senior brothers who should be watching and helping each other have irreconcilable contradictions.

With the gradual deepening of cultivation, the two brothers and sisters have reached the apex of cultivation on their front and back feet, and if they want to make a breakthrough again, they must find another way, which is also the path that the predecessors of the Sword Pavilion have walked.

The senior brother is talented and intelligent, and he has created his own qi sword, and the second senior brother is relatively poorly qualified, so he can only continue to follow the path of his predecessors, but this time, the concept is no longer the same, and while going farther and farther, the contradiction between the two is getting bigger and bigger.

The senior brother, who was well aware of the contradictions between the two, chose to avoid it, took the initiative to break away from the Sword Pavilion system, and became a free and easy scattered person, and in the following ten years, the contradictions between the two did not fade, but intensified.

Wei Wouji's mind kept recalling the information that the third uncle secretly told him, and in his impression, the impression of the master uncle had always been very vague, and his mind was chaotic and complicated, but the footwork under his feet was not chaotic at all, which was the result of the master's strict instruction for almost ten years, and this kind of walking was also a practice argument, which had left a considerable shadow on Wei Wouji's childhood.

But if a teenager has lived under pressure since he was a child, his personality may be slightly distorted, but the strange thing is that in addition to showing low-key humility in front of the master, and even a little cowardly in the eyes of the master, but in general, Wei Wuji is also an extremely sunny and healthy young man, with an upright outlook and a cheerful personality.

The only thing that made Wei Wou-Ki a little unacceptable was the concept that Master had instilled in him since childhood:

Your master Bo went astray and went to the wrong path of deviating from the way of the sword, when you finished learning and went down the mountain, it was to prove that the Sword Pavilion faction, the Yi Sword is the authentic way of the sword, not his hanging leaf sword god, the sword pavilion senior brother created his own qi sword!

Wei Wou-Ki couldn't figure out why Master was obsessed with this, and the Qi Sword cultivation method that Master Bo had left in the Sword Pavilion had also seen it himself, and it was basically the same as the cultivation method of his own faction, and in the end, Wei Wou-Ki could only attribute all this to Master's competitiveness.

From the beginning of the beginning, he has been subservient to the master, and the master has been holding his breath, wanting to prove that he is no worse than the senior brother! But the other party is getting farther and farther away, and he may never be able to keep up with his footsteps, so he imposes this obsession on his disciples.

Call......

The thought of being at ease at leaving Master's side made Wei Wou-Ki let out a long sigh of relief, and his steps became much easier, the lights along the way were bright, and the closer to the city limits, the more lively the various shops on the street became, and this long line of lights could not be seen at a glance, in stark contrast to the life of the sunrise in the mountains.

Or is it a big city...... Wei Wuji made a comparison in his heart between Jincheng and the cities he had visited such as Stone City and Mountain City, and his eyes had a little more expectations for Jincheng.

Where is the joy of the self-proclaimed heir of the Qi Sword? Where is the headquarters of Tsuseongwei? No one told me......

Wei Wou-ki, who was walking with a sword on his back, gradually walked into the crowd, and his figure disappeared.

The four of them wandered aimlessly on the road in Jincheng, and Xing looked out the window from time to time, "Yun Fei, you said that Wei Wuji never used transportation?"

"Yes, everyone who has seen him says that this guy has never relied on his legs. Yun Fei's head stretched out to the window on the other side and replied.

The distance from Shicheng area to Jincheng is at least seven or eight hundred kilometers...... Happy silently calculated, calculation is a cultivator, such a distance is purely walking on two legs, I'm afraid it won't be able to reach it for a while.

But what they didn't expect was that Wei Wuji had arrived in the Jincheng region at this moment, and at this moment he was facing a head-to-head confrontation between the Jincheng Guard and the Demon General.

"Any attempt to undermine the security of Jincheng will be regarded as an enemy of Jincheng, and you and your race will only be granted the right to enter and exit freely, and I advise you to be honest. A member of the Jinchengwei Foreign Affairs Team held a knife at this moment and pointed to a black figure wearing a huge hood opposite.

"Jinchengwei, heh, the battle between heaven and man has been lost, what kind of majesty is playing here?" The black-robed demon shrouded the whole person in a huge cloak, and under the hood, a hoarse voice came out.

"Jinchengwei can lose, but he will never allow a scumbag like you to exist. After speaking, the long knife stabbed directly at the black-robed demon general opposite, and the demon general stood there as if he hadn't reacted, and the tip of the knife was instantaneous!

Just when the long knife was about to pierce into the black robe, Wei Wuji, who had been standing not far away, suddenly made a move, and he didn't see him draw the sword, the long sword on his back instantly appeared in his hand, the tip of the sword was accurately pointed on the tip of the knife at the moment when the tip of the knife and the black robe just came into contact, and the huge force was transmitted from the knife to the arm, and the arm of the member of Jinchengwei was in pain, which was not at all a force that human beings could bear!

Just a little bit of the tip of the sword shook the sword-wielding boy a few meters away, and at the same time, Wei Wuji's sword tip stretched forward steadily, and instead of the tip of the sword, it pierced directly into the black robe.

Under the black robe, the body of the demon general, who originally looked like a real person, was originally made up of demonic energy, and in the demon general's indifferent gaze for a second, a wave of fear suddenly burst out!

The demon general only felt that what was piercing his body was not the tip of a sword, but ten thousand paths!

Ten thousand swords fired together, stirring wildly in the body formed by the pure demonic energy of the demon general, the sword qi that was constantly flying in all directions had no law at all, and for two seconds, the demonic demonic energy body was stirred up in all directions, and the demonic energy that had lost contact with each other before began to gradually dissipate!

Forcibly enduring the great pain of energy dissipation, the hoarse voice of the demon general reappeared, "You are not from Jincheng Weizhong, who are you?"

Wei Wuji chuckled, "The eldest husband will not change his name or change his surname, Sword Pavilion, the heir of the sword, Wei Wuji." ”

Put away the long sword, the demon in front of him quickly dissipated, and finally disappeared under the dim light of the street lamp, this path was sparsely populated, and since the sword had just shook the other party, the member of the Jinchengwei Foreign Affairs Group holding the knife was secretly watching from the side, until this time, Wei Wuji turned around and took the initiative to face the other party, this knife-wielding member was like a great enemy, and his eyes were vigilantly staring at Wei Wouji.

"Don't be nervous, my sword, only kill aliens. Wei Wou-Ki tossed the sword slightly, and the tacit understanding of years of mutual companionship caused the sword to plunge straight into the scabbard behind his back.

"Are you from Jinchengwei?" Seeing that the other party's vigilance did not diminish in the slightest, Wei Wuji sighed in his heart and continued to ask.

The other person nodded.

"My name is Wei Wou-Ki, and I'm here to challenge you, can you take me to your headquarters?"

After the other party was puzzled, he took the initiative to open the contact device and ask the headquarters for verification.

At this time, Xie Yi was driving a car and passed by two streets away.

"Happy, I have to remind you that Wei Wuji is a person, and when he doesn't make a sword, he is like two people. Yun Fei, whose head had been poking out, suddenly retracted and said.

"Oh, what do you say?" asked Xing Xing as he retracted his head, turned to look at Yun Fei.

"His sword was sharp, so sharp that it seemed impossible to contain...... He is very dangerous, and he will hurt people when he shoots his sword, and almost everyone who has fought with him is injured. Yun Fei lowered his chin silently, as if he was considering the choice of words, "How do you say it? This kid doesn't seem to know much about human feelings, and he doesn't start lightly or heavily, your body has just recovered, I'm afraid that he will hurt you again." ”

As soon as Yun Fei finished speaking, a happy fist fell on his shoulder like a joke.

"The spirit sword can't be used, I just want to fight with him with the mentality of learning and learning. Happy withdrew his fist, thought carefully and said, "You say, if I can't beat it by then, what if I deliberately admit it?"

The happy whim was exchanged for the contempt of the other three, Yun Fei stretched out his middle finger in a happy mood, thought about it, and took it back.

At this moment, Zhuang Yan's cold voice came from the communicator on the car.

"Glad, Wei Wuji has arrived, our people are with him, you can go over now. ”