The young man with red hair and a sword on his back is a sword and a willow burning the sky.

Yanagi Yaoten, who had lost his original spirit and had been reduced to a puppet of the sword, turned into a comet-like flame tail and flew past on the way up the mountain. The long flames burned all the green and spring on both sides of the mountain road, leaving a devastated body!

Liu Yaotian turned into a comet and rampaged above the formation eye of the Nine Heavens Peak, and the originally calm array suddenly stirred up terrifying ripples.

Immediately after, the spark exploded!

With red hair and a long sword on his back, a slender figure walked out from the endless flames and ripples of the sword array.

That's the Willow Burning Heaven!

Compared with Luo Changfeng, who defeated the second Mulang Evil Monarch of Dixuan, he is even more worthy of the name of the top of the Dixuan list, Liu Yaotian!

The disciples of the Sword Pavilion who were once as famous as the Emperor Fu Yi of the Academy had the primordial cultivation of the Yuan Shen that was not inferior to Liluo, and his attainments in the way of the sword were even above Liluo. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had entered the academy alone, Liu Yaotian's current name would never be under Emperor Wuxian and Liancheng Jue and others.

Of course, this is not to say that the strength of Liu Yaotian, who is separated from the body, is not good.

In fact, although the kendo puppet who has followed the stargazing old man for a long time has no primordial god, his strength is still far above the original.

Because he is painless, heartless, and thoughtless.

His strength will not hover between peaks and troughs with the ups and downs of his mood, as long as he is not destroyed, he will always be at the peak!

Liu Yaotian, who was at his peak, was surrounded by fiery red sword light.

His eyes were full of a dull look, staring ahead like dead ashes, no one knew if there was Zhou Tong's shadow in his eyes, in short, Zhou Tong was standing there, standing in front of him.

Zhou Tong, the master of the Iron Sword Gate of the Sword Pavilion of the Four Gates and Three Halls of the Iron Sword Gate, who once cut off the arm of the fallen with a sword and killed the old student Situ of the Academy, is the Tianchi sword attendant who guards the end of this mountaineering road.

Zhou Tong held an iron sword in his hand.

That iron sword was ordinary, but it was extraordinary.

It is so ordinary that it is no different from the iron sword that Li Xingyun bought for two or three and a half dollars.

And what is extraordinary about it is that Zhou Tong, who is at the peak of the Nine Heavens Peak, integrates the peak sword dao array, and an endless stream of sword intent flows from all directions, pouring into the iron sword.

Zhou Tong's whole person is set off like a son of God.

His eyes narrowed slightly, obviously he didn't expect that the person who came would be a fellow of the Sword Pavilion: "It's actually you, Liu Yaotian?"

Liu Yaotian had nothing to say.

He's a puppet.

The puppet will not answer anything Zhou Tong says.

The only response was to draw the sword.

The sword willow burns the sword from the sky, the sword is like a spark, and the prairie is burned in an instant......

The pair of brothers in the Star Picking Pavilion who had been entangled in grievances for thousands of years sat in the distance.

The silver-haired and handsome star-picker waved his sleeves, only to see that the open area of the pavilion's ceiling was blown away by a strange wind.

The clear and vast sky instantly dimmed, revealing countless tentacles of stars. The stars were connected to each other, forming nineteen criss-crossed lines in the night sky.

That's a galactic chessboard!

The star picker Jian Entropy stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Those who come are guests, and the junior brother takes the lead." ”

The sword enthalpy is not pretentious, just like the daily life of the two brothers in the Kunlun Mountains countless years ago.

They used to play against each other a lot, and each had its own winners and losers.

The sword enthalpy was black, and he reached out and pinched a star in the starry sky, and fell on the chessboard of the galaxy. On the criss-crossing nineteen galaxy chessboards, a star of light suddenly lit up: "Before Shizun died, he left four ancient swords hanging in the sky. Three thousand years ago, four ancient swords fell into the heavenly pool with the starfall. ”

The head of the Sword Pavilion picked up the star, and the sword entropy of the white followed, and the second star was lit up in the starry sky: "Chixiao, Tianlan, Zhan Lu and Mo Xie." Speaking of which, neither of us nor the brothers has ever seen the power of those four ancient swords with our own eyes. ”

The sword enthalpy lit up the third star and said, "But I will never doubt the words of the master, and I will never doubt the divine power of the four ancient swords. The master said that if the four swords are combined into one, the gods can be punished, and then the gods can be punished!"

Sword Entropy looked at it with a smile: "The sword that can be full of gods can naturally be punished by saints!"

Jian Enthalpy said undeniably: "We are all saints, so we are all waiting. ”

Sword Entropy Luozi said: "Senior brother is calm, it seems that those four ancient swords are determined to be successful." ”

Jian Yan said: "Senior brother has such a leisurely and leisurely game against Xinghe, isn't he also waiting for the result?"

Sword Entropy said, "Waiting is always painful. ”

Jian Yan smiled: "I have been waiting for thousands of years, and I am willing to spend another game of chess for it." ”

Sword Entropy said: "Just look at it, between the candidates of the junior disciple and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, the familiarity is even better!"

......

In the vast sky on the top of the star picking attic, there are more and more stars falling on the chessboard of the galaxy, and more and more stars are showing up in the sky.

The starry sky tonight is unusually beautiful.

Because this is a unique night in thousands of years.

It shouldn't be a dark night.

The unknown people of the world looked up at the vast galaxy that had changed from day to night sky with countless eyes.

For them, this is a natural vision that does not know good or bad.

Hundreds of people all over the world began to bow down and kowtow to the galaxy of visions, sincerely praying that disaster would not come. Although this kind of behavior seems to the eyes of those great cultivators who control the destiny of the world, it is almost stupid.

For the vision of the sky, unlike many ignorant ordinary people, those few big people who look at the world have their own interpretation of this galaxy chessboard.

Ever since the indelible Milky Way appeared in the night sky a year ago, they had expected such a day. Sooner or later, but in the end, there is no way to avoid it.

Because this is the fate of the Kunlun Sword Pavilion.

And this game of chess will determine the fate of the Sword Pavilion from today onwards in the next thousands of years or even countless years.

Dashed or glorious sailing!

Under the starry chessboard tonight, the old man of Tianji is looking at the night sky from afar.

The Emperor Alliance is looking at the night sky from afar.

The Phaseless Dao Sect was looking at the night sky from afar.

The statue of the god Tiandong is looking at the night sky from afar.

The Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan was looking at the night sky from afar.

In the quiet mountain forest behind a remote town in Xingyun Prefecture, the old gentleman in the thatched hut was also looking at the night sky.

There are two saints playing against each other under the night sky!

......

No matter day or night, the grand event of boiling wine and washing swords with green plums is still in full swing.

It's just that in the green plum forest at the foot of the Nine Heavens Peak, those Sword Pavilion disciples who are responsible for maintaining order are unprecedentedly dignified.

They looked at the night sky from afar.

No matter how unseen they were, they also saw the galaxy chessboard at the top of the Kunlun Peak Star Pavilion.

It is the residence of the old man who picks the stars in charge.

For countless years, no one had dared to enter the Star Picking Pavilion.

However, now, there is a galaxy chessboard at the top of the Star Picking Pavilion.

On the chessboard, there is obviously a battle between black and white scorching and confrontation.

It was like a confrontation between life and death in the midst of a catastrophe.

All the Sword Pavilion disciples of the Seventy-Two Peaks vaguely sensed a trace of unease.

Hidden in the green plum season, the uneasiness in the green plum wine glass.