Today's first person in the dragon list of the old and new in the Chinese martial arts circle, they meet again after many years, and this battle is inevitable.

Ye Guyu went up the mountain.

The moment the white-haired old woman Murong Qianqian showed the scimitar in her hand, her momentum changed suddenly, and the originally old back suddenly became like a mountain at this moment, just like that, lying in front of it, and thousands of troops could not step a step.

The huge momentum swept in, as if an invisible torrent was going down the mountain, rolling up endless dead leaves, really like the one described in martial arts novels.

The atmosphere around was even more terrifying.

There was a sudden rise in a strong wind.

Ye Guyu took a deep breath, the long sword was lying horizontally in his hand, the green shirt was fluttering, and he rushed up at this moment, but he saw that the stone steps were shattered in the next second, and the momentum was like a rainbow.

The knife in Murong 100's hand has a gentle name, called 'Jinhua Lotus'.

And Ye Guyu's famous sword has no name.

One person on top.

One person is below.

It's like a siege battle in ancient times, whether Ye Guyu rushed up the mountain safely or not was at the moment when the two fought for the first time.

After Ye Guyu went up the mountain for five meters, his body turned into an afterimage, and he swept towards the mountain at great speed, and Murong Yiyi seemed to be aware of it at this moment and began to descend the mountain.

Step out and you'll find several stone steps.

Flashes of lightning.

The two of them were so close that the speed was so fast that others couldn't see it clearly.

The next moment, Murong 100 billion condescendingly swung a knife.

A very ordinary knife, without any fancy movements, just like an ordinary woodcutter wielding a knife, unpretentious.

But there is a shocking and inexplicable pressure, as if Mount Tai is overwhelming, which is creepy.

Ye Guyu's long sword suddenly blocked.

"Bell-"

The sound of gold and iron resonating came out, and the sword light and sword shadow flashed.

The scimitar slashed at Ye Guyu's long sword, falling down in a staggered manner, bursting out with a burst of sparks.

Ye Guyu's mouth was shocked, and the long sword almost came out of his hand.

In the next second, Ye Guyu struggled, and the momentum sank, and he was about to turn things upside down.

It's just that in this second, the scimitar was like a big mountain suddenly pressed down, and the surging momentum shook Ye Guyu back ten steps of stone steps.

Half a second later.

The trees in the mountains trembled after realizing it, and the endless yellow broken leaves danced with the wind, just like butterflies flying brilliantly, grabbing people's hearts.

The mountain is under the willow river chasing the clouds, Murong is invincible, and Beitang Aoki and others are dumbfounded.

A woman who appeared quietly frowned slightly.

It's the 'fun' blood coral.

I saw that after Ye Guyu withdrew from the ten steps of the stone steps, his right foot sank deep into the stone steps, sinking into the ground, and then his body arched back, and he forcibly unloaded more than half of the momentum.

Ye Guyu's sword pointed at Murong 100 billion.

The body shot out like a thunderbolt.

The domineering force crushed all the stone steps under his feet in an instant, and debris flew everywhere.

Just when the two were three steps apart, Ye Guyu swept up out of thin air, and the green shirt was hunting and dancing, and there was a gust of wind that stirred out.

A sword out.

Under the coercion of the torrent.

The sword is not close.

Murong 100 billion clothes actually began to tear.

Murong Yiyi's face changed suddenly, and at this moment, Ye Guyu had already slashed down with a sword, and he saw that the sky seemed to have changed color and became gray.

Murong Qian, whose pupils contracted suddenly, flashed sideways.

Ye Guyu slashed into the air with a sword and slashed away.

The sword momentum like a thunderbolt slammed into the scimitar blocked by Murong 100 billion, and the knife led people to knock Murong 100 billion into the air, and a piece of bluestone in the mountain was inexplicably shattered at this moment.

Murong Yiyi unloaded the momentum of this violent blow, looked at Ye Guyu coldly, pulled out a few knife flowers in his hand, and said softly: "It's not worth it, how about it?"

Ye Guyu raised his head and glanced at the old lady of the Chen family standing in front of the mountain gate, his gaze seemed to have penetrated thousands of years, and then he retracted his gaze and began to deceive Murong Yiyuan.

The meaning is obvious, you don't count.

On this day, the verdant trees on the General Mountain broke for no reason, some boulders broke inexplicably, the mountain collapsed, and the stone steps turned into debris.

Murong Yiyi sat cross-legged at the bottom of the mountain.

Murong stood beside her in shock.

Murong Qianqian seemed to be a few years old, his withered fingers tightly grabbed the clothes on his chest, and half a point overflowed to his heart, and his fingers were covered with blood.

Ye Guyu stood on the mountain, his green shirt fluttering, still chic and uninhibited.

He turned his back to Murong Qian, closed his eyes and tried his best to suppress the overturning of the river and the sea in his chest, but he still spurted out a mouthful of blood in front of the public.

It's just -- that body, but it can't stand upright.

Ye Qingling rushed up the mountain at this moment, the wind was whistling in her ears, and the wind seemed to have a bloody smell in it.

He stretched out his hand to support the crumbling Ye Guyu, with tears in his eyes.

Ye Qingling suddenly turned around, looked down at Murong 100 billion and Murong Busheng at the bottom of the mountain, and then moved his gaze to the old lady of the Chen family on the mountain, and four words burst out between his teeth: "It's too much deception!"

As Ye Qingling said this, he spoke.

Liuchuan chased the clouds, the number one master of the Black Sun Empire's kendo and walked slowly up the mountain. At this moment, Beitang Aoki, who was originally watching the battle, was slightly stunned, but Blood Coral was thoughtful.

Xuanyuan Shenji walked towards Murong Qian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, neither friend nor foe, he just took precautions.

Invisibly, it has quietly become a two-party separation.

Ye Qingling turned around suddenly, and a murderous flash flashed.

The next moment, he helped Ye Guyu and said softly, "Master, let's go down the mountain." ”

Ye Guyu's bloody hand grabbed Ye Qingling's arm, grabbed it, and looked at this splendid river and mountain, the autumn dark yellow mountains and fields, and the mountain breeze passed by.

The first person on the new dragon list, but his back is a little sad and lonely, there is a kind of gloomy hero twilight, and some inexplicably sad.

"No, go up the mountain. Ye Guyu said categorically.

The master and apprentice began to go up the mountain.

Murong Qianqian glanced at Ye Guyu and Ye Qingling with complicated eyes, stood up, and began to descend the mountain-

There was a Hongqi car that stopped at the bottom of the mountain at some point.

An old man started the climb from the bottom of the mountain.

There were heavily armed soldiers along the way.

The golden leaves flutter, like butterflies flying, there are withered vines in the mountains are extremely old, and the old man is inexplicably sad and sad.

He straightened out his somewhat wrinkled clothes, picked up a leaf on the ground, and then looked at the originally magnificent rivers and mountains in this heaven and earth, and there was a deep tiredness in the depths of his eyes.

He threw away this dead leaf, and his heart seemed to be relieved instantly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Spring goes to autumn, everything changes, this mountain, next spring, there will be young shoots spit green, and everything will be rejuvenated." ”

Oh, yes!

The old man still has a sentence that has not been spoken, people will always die when they are old, but the dead are already dead, and those who are alive will always leave people with some thoughts, right?