Wine pond щww{][lā} takes wine as a pool, sword into a spring, a green pine cliff, and a misty place of white clouds!

The purple-haired and white-clothed Sword Lord was standing in front of the Sword Spring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The agitation of the info pool water makes the wine fragrant, and there is a hint of smoke in the wind, but it is more of an invisible sword intent. sighed and turned around and opened his eyes, his eyes were facing Qin Xiaochuan who was standing with a stick, his eyes were calm, and his attitude was as usual; It is like the clouds on the horizon, never wavering because of the wind.

The black iron rod sank an inch into the ground and was held with his backhand, which was a posture of drawing a sword. Qin Xiaochuan was very unhappy in his heart, but after his five fingers came into contact with the cold texture of the iron rod, all his anger turned into a quiet coldness in his heart. He looked up at the Sword Master, word by word:

"Sigh, sigh, wonder!"

Three words.

contains the anger of learning that his organization and brothers have been robbed one after another, and among them, there is even more powerlessness and unyielding manipulation! From the description of Tie Digong, the leader of the corpse collectors who escaped death, it can be seen that the person who killed the headquarters of the corpse cliff was from the Sealed Sword Tower. And the other party who can destroy the inn under the protection of the sword nameless and the snow in the fire, and seriously injure the moon vortex, who else will be besides the calm sword lord in front of him?

Xi Xiqi raised his head slightly and looked directly at Qin Xiaochuan.

"You're putting too much thought into foreign things."

The sword lord was unmoved: "It's not beneficial to the sword technique. When I come back this time, I should re-realize. "So, he's just cutting off the things he doesn't need in his life for the younger generations of the Xuanmai.

No gratitude, no resentment.

- Otherwise, how many years will it take for the Sword Master to see what another "Sword of Nature" will look like when it is truly formed; How long will it take for Xi Xiqi to take a moment with him, using the same but different sword path as a ladder to climb his realm to another level?

The Sword Lord will never regret it, nor will he turn back, he will only step on the bones of many broken swords, and move forward step by step. The existence of the Sealed Sword Tower may be nothing more than the meaning of the Sigh of Wonder. It's just that maybe in this person's heart, the juniors in front of him will be different.

The wind around them invisibly transmitted pressure. The water in the pool is restless. The black iron rod was clenched by the five fingers, and a thin layer of iron powder fell down.

The sword intent turned into the wind, whistling around the sword spring in the wine pool, shaking the sword that led the spring on the cliff wall to buzz and resonate. Some of these sword intents come from sighing and wondering, but more are from Qin Xiaochuan's actions!

Qin Xiaochuan raised his hand and drew his sword.

The sword comes from an iron rod.

The iron rod is originally an extraterrestrial iron, mixed with the spirituality of the soil, which seems to be stupid and solid, but in fact there is a lot of things inside. In the Sealed Sword Tower, Qin Xiaochuan used an iron rod as a weapon, and every sword intent battle he experienced was actually a forging, and after thousands of forgings that even he himself could not count, the sword intent had been deeply engraved in the spirit iron. At this moment, its owner finally raised the mind of "drawing the sword".

Qin Xiaochuan held the end of the iron rod with his backhand, and this end was the hilt of the sword! The swirling sword intent turned into a sharp wind, and as he exerted his five fingers, he sprinkled iron powder.

The moment the iron powder falls, it melts into the soil.

The earth is golden, and the lilac Zizhi royal qi is mixed in it, casting into a sword scabbard that cannot be comforted, mixed with purple mangs like a dragon winding up along the iron rod body. At this moment, Qin Xiaochuan raised his hand and drew his sword!

A clear sound of gold and iron was mixed with the sound of the turbulent water of the sword spring.

The sword is made of a stick, and its whole body is dark, thick and sharp, about four fingers wide, like one of the iron rods; The faint purple mangs under the hilt are entangled, which is the purple zhi pattern imprinted when the scabbard is formed.

This sword rises from gold and comes out of the earth; A heavy sword wind, as the blade of the sword came out of the sheath, it left a three-foot deep mark on the cliff wall, which was engraved above the sword spring!

It's a challenge.

Sigh surprised raised his palm. He had stopped using a sword for many years and even had his hands amputated for it. In his place was a black and iron-like substance, lifeless; Only in a hand, the whole wine pool can be triggered!

The pool water splashed, condensed into a sword, and appeared in the hands of the sword master. On the other side of the wine pool, sensing the unusual atmosphere here, the lonely guest quietly appeared, hiding next to him and trying to watch the battle.

This battle is a confirmation of the same natural swordsmanship, and perhaps it is the complete annihilation of one side...... Qin Xiaochuan's fingers were clenched coldly, which came from the familiar touch of the iron rod, and it did not make him have any strangeness to this nascent sword. He stared at him and sighed in amazement, this battle was caused by him first, in order to fight!

"Win you, you and I have nothing to do with it from now on!" In the twenty years of sealing the sword tower, I promise your love and return the king's battle.

sighed and snapped his fingers, and the ice sword hung but did not fire. The originally agitated sword intent between the two of them calmed down little by little, like a beast dormant.

"You're no match for me." Xi Xiqi was still unmoved: "The inappropriate time brings only regret and death!" "It's not a threat, it's not advice, it's just a plain word, listen to it or not.

It belongs to the pride of the sword master, so that Xi Xiqi will never say the same thing twice.

The sword of black iron pointed downward, faintly echoing the earth—Qin Xiaochuan always felt that he might have some novice aura. The sword of life and death is too ethereal, so it still returns to its origin, what is 'nature'?

All things are born from one, heaven, earth and man are determined, and the five elements of earth, water, wind and cremation! The black sword is the genus of gold and earth, the demon sword is wood, and the wine pool has water, so where does the fire come from?

From the heart.

Qin Xiaochuan suddenly raised his feet and shouted: "The light shines brightly." The golden Sanskrit instantly formed a Brahma array, leading endless light into the side of the wine pool, condensing the water vapor, like a dream. But the cold sword intent climbed to the peak at this moment, and in an instant, his left hand turned into a touch of demon green, which was the demon sword of crystal wood. The five elements gathered, and at this moment, Xi Xiqi felt as if he was no longer in the original world.

The initial element was suddenly formed by Qin Xiaochuan's will, the two swords were one for the earth, the other pointed to the sky, and the secret move of the heavenly frontier was condensed in his heart in an instant:

"Wind and Cloud Six Paths, Double Skill Turn!"

The power of the Xuan Vein and the foundation of the Buddha Gate are working to the extreme at this moment, in order to support the Xuan Realm in just a moment, Qin Xiaochuan's black hair turned snow-white in an instant. He exhausted the foundation in order to earn a moment of loss of consciousness for a moment, and after losing his mind, it took a moment to kill!

Dangerous!

The lonely guest hidden in the shadows suddenly could no longer see through the mystery of the confrontation between the two, only to see that in this moment, the water of the wine pool condensed into ice, and everything in the radius withered for a moment, and the light covered everything, just like at the beginning of the creation, the sky was suddenly covered by dark clouds, and only the light of the two swords and blades was extremely prosperous at first glance.

"Yuan no forgiveness."

The most complete Tianjiang sword moves, fusing the most initial elements, with the dual swords as the foundation, forming an isolated sword world. The power of earth locks in the action of sighing wonder, the power of light assimilates all hostility, the power of water silently invades the foundation, and the power of wood seals the vitality in the body...... Right here and now.

Sigh of wonder has disappeared from this world.

Swordsmanship is natural, nature is the sword, the sword is the root of everything, in the eyes of the sword master, the five elements and the four elements cannot escape the sword line, the shadow of the sword. Although Xi Xiqi was locked in action, sealed Yuan Gong, powerless for a moment, and extremely weak for a moment, he had seen through the biggest flaw in this moment.

The sword wielder himself.

Qin Xiaochuan turned anger into fire, but there was not much killing intent in his sword. The Sword Master is not an enemy, he has always been very sensible, trying his best to control the sword momentum of the two swords, but he uses his mental strength to not kill people.

Xi Xiqi's eyes brightened, and he raised his hands.

The black iron sword swirled around the royal qi of Zizhi, like the wrath of the Nine Shadows, coming from the bottom to the top; The crystal green swept through the light spirit of the water and wind, falling from the sky, and the cold approached.

The corner of the white robe walked out of the light, and when a moment passed, the wine pool was frozen and thawed, and the illusion of withering glory was lifted! The light was no longer there, the dark clouds dispersed, Qin Xiaochuan and Xi Xiqi staggered by, but a line of blood flowed at the corner of his lips.

There was a faint golden blood, just like when he was unable to control the demonic power of the Lingzhi in his body at first. At this moment, the lonely guest left the dark place with a cold sweat on his back. He had just almost spoken out, but just as he was about to do so, the battle was already over.

With a clang, the sword of the spring on the cliff wall snapped and fell into the melted wine pool, splashing all over the ground! The black soil gradually condensed into metal from about ten zhang where the two of them had stood, cutting off all vegetation from life. Qiang, the black iron sword was nailed to the metal on the ground, and the demon sword was downward, leaving a line of blood on the light and pale green blade.

It was the blood stained on the wrists of the hands of the sigh of surprise.

"You're really good."

The voice of the sword sealing master sounded faintly from behind, the black palm was stained with viscous liquid, one hand still held the beating fresh heart, and the other hand ripped off a bag that could not withstand the previous sword intent and was broken.

The flow of Buddha light in the brocade bag is the relic left by the green lantern from the Buddha hometown.

Qin Xiaochuan's white robe was gradually soaked with blood, and the blood came from his chest.

The demon heart was taken off, and the price was that almost all the wrists and bones of the sword master were cut off by the sword blade. However, Qin Xiaochuan was not dead yet, he seemed to have just woken up from a dream, his expression was stunned, the demon sword fell to the ground, turned into a green mang, and went straight into the demon heart of the right hand of the sealed sword master.

Right here and now.

In the coffin shop every day, the burial blue mountain accidentally shattered the bronze mirror in front of him, and one of the three coffins in the backyard had a ray of light that disappeared, and then it was filled with a purple aura that lasted for a long time.

Far away in the northern region of the Nine Peaks Lotus Mountain.

A green-shirted Buddha who traveled from the Bodhi realm in the Central Plains held a white wooden staff that had been fished up from the river, and the copper bell on the wooden staff fell for no reason, cracking in half with a clang.

A day later.

Under the towering Sealed Sword Tower, Xi Xiqi came slowly, dragging a coffin with a rope on his arm. The lonely man, who still hadn't recovered from a series of changes, followed behind and finally spoke: "You killed him? ”

"No, I saved him." ”

After that, a few more days passed.

The lonely boat is horizontal. The restless Rin Ruomei came by boat again, and the mountain dragon Yinxiu said that Qin Xiaochuan had fallen.

"Someone's coming." Shanlong Yinxiu sensed that something was wrong in the wind, and immediately protected Rin Ruomei behind him as soon as he made a mistake.

A swarthy iron sword came from the sky, swept past the mountain dragon's ears with a bang, and nailed to the trunk of the tree behind him. The black iron sword is dark and dull, only the hilt of the sword seems to be wrapped with wisps of purple mycelium, and the breath is very familiar.

"It's Xiaochuan's sword!?" Rin Ruomei discerned the breath, but suddenly did not dare to step forward to confirm, her fingers were loosened, and the paper umbrella went away with the wind.

A dark shadow flashed across the riverbank.

The lonely's voice sounded in the ears of both of them at the same time: "Don't wait. He is gone and will not come back! ”