To the south of the South China Sea, there is a vast ocean, and there is an island in the middle of the sea, which is full of swamps and fierce beasts, and it is a place where people cannot reach it.

On the isolated island, there is a giant peak that reaches the sky, the four walls are steep, straight to the sky, and there are two people standing on the top of the peak, one is Huang Chunfeng, the head of the three uniques, and the other is the first Liu Baitong today.

After going to Xiangxi and sending Lu Linlang to his destination, Huang Chunfeng took Liu Baitong to continue westward until the ethereal top of the Tianshan Mountain, inserted a sword on the peak, and the two turned south, crossed the sea in a lonely boat, and appeared on this isolated island.

The south is scorching, the heat wave is monstrous, the sea breeze is mixed with damp heat and fishy smell, Liu Baitong is holding a lotus leaf with stems in his hand, blocking the stuffy heat, in front of him is a demonic conspicuous big red flower, blooming in full bloom, the Central Plains can not see such a flower, can't help but attract his attention, slowly stretched out a finger, poked the big red flower, clicked a crisp sound, the red flower suddenly closed, and clamped the finger of the old naughty boy.

Liu Baitong was startled, the fist exploded out of the body, the big red flower was torn apart, and the old naughty boy's palm left traces like a fierce beast biting, he blew his fist with palpitations, and then looked down at the red flower, all the flowers seemed to have spirituality, and they all dodged back.

Liu Baitong is afraid of these flowers, and these flowers are also afraid of Liu Baitong.

Seeing this scene, Huang Chunfeng smiled: "Man-eating flowers, delicate in appearance, harmless to humans and animals, but actually meat-eating, fierce and abnormal, the Central Plains region also calls it a demon flower." ”

Liu Baitong hid far away: "Old man Huang, when are we going to find the eldest brother, it's too boring to follow you." ”

The eldest brother in his mouth refers to Li Yuanhao in Yuelu Academy, since he recognized Li Yuanhao as the eldest brother, the old naughty boy forgot his obsession with Huang Chunfeng, and thought about eating and drinking around Li Yuanhao all day long, even if you eat noodles, I can drink soup.

"After you mentioned this, by that girl's side, life is indeed interesting and nourishing, at least you can eat a hot meal and drink hot soup. Huang Chunfeng looked at the north, where is the Central Plains Shenzhou, the land of the world: "Old naughty boy, the land of the extreme north, I have been, it is a sea, the land of the extreme east, I have also been, Penglai Xianshan is surrounded by dense water vapor, at this moment you and I are in the south of the South China Sea, surrounded by rippling blue waves, so in the north of the extreme north, east of the extreme east, what is the further south of the mountain peak at your feet?"

"I don't know, if I go, I'll know. Liu Baitong said boredly.

"I want to, too, but I can't always take that step, I don't want to be one thing, I don't dare to be the other. What did the wine sword fairy dare not do, what was hidden in it: "Looking back, you are still the old naughty boy who lives the most freely, knowing but not afraid, knowing but not afraid, life is small and free, and it is also great freedom." ”

"Babbling, chattering, I don't understand what you're talking about. The old naughty boy squatted on the edge of the cliff, reached out to pick a Ganoderma lucidum, used to satisfy his stomach, he didn't think the Ganoderma lucidum was delicious, especially not as good as the pancakes and fruits bought by the eldest brother, but it was also the only one that could be eaten now, and the precious snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountain was eaten clean by the old naughty boy in this way.

There was a moment of silence, the sea of clouds in the sky was churning, and the waves were rolling under the sky, Huang Chunfeng was suddenly stunned, and when he raised his eyes, he seemed to see the bits and pieces that happened thousands of miles away on the town: "It seems that the girl is in a desperate situation, so let her take a look at the old man's thousand-mile flying sword, what kind of situation it is." ”

Gently beckoning, in the cloth bag brought with him, a brisk sword sounded, and a broken sword flew in the air, unprovoked self-chanting: "There are thousands of heroic words in my heart, hanging in my heart, staying in my mouth, not to say, not to say." ”

With a flick of his sleeves, it seems to be an understatement, plain, and the broken sword draws a brilliant arc, like a dragon raising its head, straight up to the clouds, and then in the blink of an eye, it pierces the Central Plains Continent, the flying sword sword qi is vertical and horizontal, unmatched, and the speed is too fast, driving the sea of clouds, pulling out a cloud tail that is visible and visible, and there is a faint sound of thunder, and the sound is terrifying.

A golden sword qi went straight to the north and south, running through the heavens and the earth.

Under the blue sky, the blue sea churned, a hundred-zhang wide trough and ravine suddenly formed, driven by the sword qi, it became a view, under the deep sea, as if there was an earthquake and tsunami, a behemoth that looked like a fish and not a fish, like a bird and not a bird, jumped out of the water, covering half of the sky, and even the sun was missing color, and then fell heavily and smashed into the sea, setting off countless stormy waves, and the waves rolled with the sea breeze for fear of hitting the isolated island cliff.

And this is just the aftermath of a sword!

In the Southern Liang Sword Sect, Zhao Dunhuang, who was sharpening his sword, slowly stood up, touched Zhao Yi's little head with one hand, and looked at the south from afar: "A sword for a thousand miles, back to the peak." Huang Chunfeng, sure enough, you are the first person in swordsmanship, and I am not as good as Zhao Dunhuang, but the stronger you are, the more I want to fight with you again. ”

In the Xichu Sword Pavilion, the deputy pavilion master Su Mingchuan opened his eyes and did not raise his head: "Huanghuang Sword Dao, 80,000 swordsmen, in the end, you still dominate." ”

In the Sage Academy, Kong Junci stroked a black chess piece that was as round as jade, and kept sighing: "Can't compare, can't compare." ”

Xiongnu Shenji Pavilion, Pavilion Master Hao Lian Liushui, now you are the Xiongnu Kedun, and his body floated and fell on the top of the pavilion: "Master, is this the person you will never forget until you die?"

In the northwest Lan Camel City, in the fat powder pile of a group of snow-white warbler swallows, Murong Feng, the lord of the Western Regions, put on his clothes and got up: "The poisonous sword immortal is after the poetry sword immortal, Murong Feng is not convinced, but after your wine sword immortal, there is no loss." ”

In the small town of Yuelu Academy, everything around suddenly quieted down, everything seemed to slow down, the ups and downs of a speck of dust fell, the swaying and nodding of a leaf, all of them were slowly amplified, Zhan Mingdao relied on his keen sense of smell for many years, and with an order, the Red Xian Army collectively drew its sword, but where is the enemy?

Qiu Hanshuang, who was holding a soft sword, felt a slight in his heart, and a trace of indescribable feeling overflowed in his heart, it was dangerous, but it was not like it, just thinking about it, a flying sword came from the sky, it came quickly, and it went quickly.

Everything, but in the blink of an eye.

A good head of the Qiu family's son rose into the air, blood splattered.

At the moment when the head was different, Qiu Hanshuang thought of the grand ambition and the temple singing, but in the end, it was She Yu's wife who appeared in his mind, the beautiful girl who was as bright as the sun and smiled like the spring breeze.

With a pop, the headless Qiu family fell down suddenly, and there was still unwillingness, surprise, anger, and panic in his eyes, and I still had a lot of things I wanted to do but didn't do.

The wind is always blown away by the wind and rain.

The broken sword was inserted into the ground, and the sword qi was still unsubsiding, vertical and horizontal, rolling up the dust on the ground, and the waves were magnificent.

Li Yuanhao was lying on the ground, the broken sword was beside her, and she smiled bitterly: "If you can really fly a sword for thousands of miles and take people's heads, old man Huang, you are very domineering." ”

Reaching for the hilt of the sword, it was hot as a piece of iron whipped red.