Finally, Jiang Li seemed to move, he threw the holy decree into the air violently, and then saw a cold light flash, and with a brush, the holy decree split in half-

The man unexpectedly drew his sword in an instant, and the sword passed without a trace, and in the blink of an eye, the holy decree was split in half.

The Divine Decree fell to the ground. He slowly collected his sword, straightened up, and then carried it with his left hand and the hilt of his sword upside down with his right hand, which was placed across his chest.

The rise of the sword.

Zhong Yu's pupils contracted instantly. All the shadow guards also subconsciously dispersed, surrounding the clearing in the forest into an iron bucket to prevent any beings who saw this scene from appearing.

"The horizontal sword is like seeing a person, and the negative hand knows where the family is. Zhong Yu gasped.

The horizontal sword is on the chest, carried in one hand, the ultimate elegance, and even the killing must be observed by the elegance and nobility, however, the posture is done, but it is too restrained hands and feet, if there is half a point of strength is not good, or the sword moves are not refined, it will die faster than ordinary swordsmanship.

Therefore, this kind of swordsmanship is walking on a cliff, either extremely strong and alive, or a trace of weakness and death.

The world of Kyushu, the Great Wei, can only be used in that place, or by people with that surname. They have been urged to practice martial arts since childhood, and although what they have learned is mixed and not limited to one thing, this kind of swordsmanship is something that everyone must learn.

It is a saying that "the horizontal sword is like seeing a person, and the negative hand knows who the family is".

"Could it be that Childe wants to dance that kind of swordsmanship? Childe is rare, rarely does this kind of swordsmanship outside!" one of the shadow guards looked around vigilantly, for fear that someone would see it.

Zhong Yu's face was silent. Of course, he knew that in order to conceal his identity, Childe's swordsmanship that did not recruit himself would basically not be used abroad, and of course he knew that once this exquisite swordsmanship was used, it represented a wordless declaration of Childe.

Announce the hidden truth to these ten directions: the blood flowing in his bones is the king of the destiny of this land.

The sword is together, the king is out! Punish the heavens and the earth, and the mountains and seas worship the head!

"Stand back. Stick to the surroundings and let no one see them. Zhong Yu decisively shouted the order, and with the shadow guards, he flew back and retreated.

And in the clearing in the forest, the sword light was brewing, and the killing intent suddenly burst out, just because Jiang Li suddenly moved.

The sword track is like a flower, the light and shadow surge, cutting through the silver white in the pine forest, there is no trace everywhere, only the wind hits the forest leaves, and it is cut into pieces by the sword light at first glance, and the wind whistles and the sword roars in the sun.

Zhong Yu and the others could no longer see the traces of the sword moves, but they could only see the brilliance of the sword in front of them, stirring up pine needles dancing all over the ground, attracting the branches and cypress leaves to move, and the entire forest glade seemed to have become a world of silver light.

The only thing that was still clear was the man's figure. Or the long body is jade, or the sword is ruthless, or the body flies like a harrier, or the long wind, the ink hair flows like a waterfall, and the plain shirt dances without a trace.

Gorgeous, chilling, unimaginable, these two words can be perfectly blended.

Elegant, lore, unpredictable, these two words can be intertwined at the same time.

The sword is like lightning, attracting killing intent, every sword stabbed out, it makes people's hearts chill, and the eyes behind each sword intent are full of clear anger, and they kill the enemy without a trace.

The immortal monarch in the clouds, a sword seals his throat. The Shura of hell is full of floating slaughter. At this moment, the two existences reached unity in the man with the noble swordsmanship.

Suddenly, he stopped, his sword clenched in both hands, and the night was raging in his eyes—

"Whoever stands in my way, punish!"

Suddenly, the man jumped up, the snow between his eyebrows burst out, the long sword fell, and with a click, he cut a big hole in a pine tree in front of him.

The pine branches and pine leaves fell, and the sword intent could not be stopped, and he cut a small ditch on the ground for half a zhang.

"Whoever stops me, punish!"

The man shouted again, his voice hoarse, and his figure jumped up again, and his sword fell, cutting down a pine tree a little farther away.

The sword wind is sharp, and the pine leaves are chaotic. The man's anger rose inch by inch, staring at the pine tree in front of him, as if staring at the person or others, so that his pupils were gradually covered with blood.

Hatred, pride, unwillingness, unyielding, all emotions burst out, exploding in the blood at the bottom of those eyes.

"Those who oppose me will be punished!"

The man drank loudly from the bottom of his heart, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme. A touch of snow crossed his eyebrows, like lightning in the night, and he jumped up again.

The cold long sword slashed down, and the pine tree in the distance split in half in an instant, and the sword intent was difficult to extinguish for a long time, stirring up the pine needles in the woodland.

The shadow guards did not dare to come out. They used to roll on the tip of the knife, but now they are all like little chickens, hugging the branches tightly, terrified, for fear that they will be innocently affected.

The man in the forest is no longer the master they are familiar with, or a chess boy, but exists on the same basis as the sword, the sword in his hand and the sword in his bones, the sword in his eyes and the sword between his eyebrows, and he can't tell each other apart for a while.

When you get angry, you will destroy the heavens and the earth! With a thought, teach the rivers to make way! A sword will be sacrificed, and ask the world how dare you go against me!

A few pine trees fell down one after another, and a clearing was split in the forest, and looking along the fallen pine trees, the Qinling Mountains in front of him were in sight, and the north was faintly visible, where the purple qi rose and the emperor was located.

Daming Palace.

Jiang Li actually carved out a road, and the end of the road pointed to the Heavenly Palace.

"Lonely, ask how heavy Jiuding is!"

With a loud shout, the majesty shook the sky, and the momentum on the man's body suddenly reached its peak.

Zhong Yu was so frightened that his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

Solitary.

Because Jiang Li calls himself "lonely". Whether it is the self-proclaimed solitary (Note 1) of the ancient Zhou Tianzi or the self-proclaimed solitary (Note 2) of the kings of this dynasty, it is a too thrilling word.

Lonely, not Ben Gongzi.

Lonely asks you, how much Jiuding weighs (Note 3).

"Block the surroundings!Be careful to be heard by others!" Zhong Yu wiped his cold sweat, and just gave the order to die, Jiang Li's next move was so frightened that his heartbeat stopped directly.

Jiang Li's pupils had completely turned blood-red, his ink hair was flying, and the remaining sword light had turned into his invisible battle intent, and the essence of his eyes was bursting out.

"Listen up: thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are prosperous, not as good as a smile between her eyebrows! Lone will ask for Er's world, and!" Jiang Li paused, and the last sword was aimed at the direction of the Daming Palace at the end, and he slashed it with all his might, and at the same time shouted-

"Hire her as a wife!"

The country is hired, and I will marry you. Those who stand in my way, those who stop me, those who oppose me, will be punished!

This oath is aimed at the emperor's industry, and the oath is to heaven and earth! This promise, in the name of the king of the Mandate of Heaven, the river proves my heart!

The sword fell, the wind and murderous aura were like a whirlwind, and the palace at the end was torn to pieces.

And the man stood like Shura, his eyes were bloodshot, his body was unscrupulous, but there was a tenderness like water between his eyebrows, like a warm spring breeze, like the quiet of the years.

Zhong Yu glanced at the Daming Palace, where the tip of the sword was pointed, and who was the "Er" that the man shouted in his ear was referring to, and he was immediately frightened and dodged down the tree.

"Childe is angry, the wall has ears!

"Great reversal?" Jiang Li didn't look back, only playing with these two words, and smiled faintly, "Destiny is a lonely thing, how can you say it?"

Zhong Yu was so excited that he panicked and wanted to cover Jiang Li's mouth: "Childe be cautious! Cautious words! Subordinates know that Childe intends to be in that position, but don't say it in broad daylight! Trouble comes out of the mouth, and Childe is angry!"

"Where is he?" Jiang Li continued to reminisce about this half sentence, looking at the sword in his hand, but he still didn't look back, but his tone was hoarse, and he suddenly laughed contemptuously.

"That position, Lone still can't look down on it!"

Zhong Yu was stunned: "But the son doesn't have the words of the world, how can he say that he can't look down on it?"

Jiang Li put his fingers together and put his sword together, slowly brushing the blade of the sword, the sword light was bright, reflecting his ghostly eyes, as well as the eight hundred miles of rivers and mountains reflected at the bottom of his eyes, the imperial industry of Kyushu.

"The country does not necessarily refer to the throne ......"

exegesis

1. Lonely: the self-proclaimed name of an ancient prince. "Lü's Spring and Autumn Period: Jun Shou": The name of the monarch is lonely and widowed. Note: "Renjun is humble. ”

2. Lonely: The prince of the Tang Dynasty can call himself the king, the little king or the lonely king. This article is taken from two places, one is the loneliness of the ancient monarch, and the other is the loneliness of the prince of this dynasty. has both meanings, and understands the connotation of Jiang Li's self-proclaimed.

3. Ask Jiuding: "Historical Records of Zhou Benji": "In the first year of King Ding, King Chuzhuang cut down Lu Hun Zhirong, Ciluo, and made people ask Jiuding. The king made Wang Sun Man set up his resignation, and the Chu soldiers went. Ten years, the king of Chuzhuang besieged Zheng, Zheng Bo surrendered, and it has been restored. ”