The green dragon wall is 5,000 feet high, and the sword blade is purple and rushes into the clouds.

Chu Xianzhao looked up at the dilapidated city wall overgrown with weeds, the wall seemed to have been struck by countless heavenly thunderbolts, and everything he could see was shattered.

At that time, the Xilin Sword God and Qing'an Longxian fought a decisive battle under this city wall, and the two sword qi formed a deep ravine, and the entire city wall was dilapidated, but the sword marks were still as smooth as ever.

Zhao Xi looked at the mottled sword marks on the city wall, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It was here that your master and I duel, so you must have heard of the battle under the city, right?"

Chu Xianzhao looked at the long scars of sword qi on this city wall, each sword mark could make him imagine the majestic scene of the decisive battle between the two of them, even if almost twenty years had passed, the domineering and fierce sword marks still made him feel awe, which showed how Guan Changye was a swordsman back then.

Guan Changye can be named the name of the Sword God is by no means in vain, one person, two swords, the world's Sword Sect can not raise its head, and the stagnant rivers and lakes are turned upside down.

In the past twenty years, amazing swordsmen have sprung up in the southern continent rivers and lakes, all of whom want to win the name of the sword god from him, but the Northern Regions has destroyed two dynasties because of the rise of the iron cavalry of the Yin Kingdom, the battle of the Golden Horde, the battle of the West, and the battle of Yan Mang, and one of them has been defeated.

The continuous war destroyed not only the rivers and lakes of the Northern Regions, but also the homeland of the Sword God was also flattened by the Iron Horse.

Since then, the reputation of the sword god in the west has gradually disappeared from the mouth of the swordsman of the Southern Continent, and only the swordsman of the older generation still maintains great awe for this young sword god who shook the rivers and lakes when he just came out of the rivers and lakes.

Chu Xianzhao stretched out his hand to touch the sword marks on the city wall, feeling the domineering meaning in it, only to see him kneeling down on one knee with great awe, putting his hand on his chest, and babbling in his mouth I don't know what to say.

Zhao Xi suddenly sighed with emotion, the hero is a beautiful woman in the twilight, and no one can avoid it, and it is precisely because of this that there is such a thing as inheritance.

Zhao Xi walked under the mottled city wall, put his hand on Chu Xianzhao's shoulder, and said in a calm voice: " I practice two-handed swords like him, this kind of swordsmanship is not welcomed in the eyes of our Nanlu swordsmen, whether it is the Qinglian Sword Sect that has ruled the Nanlu rivers and lakes for many years with the speed sword, or the Spirit Sword Sect that takes people's heads hundreds of miles away with the mysterious flying sword, or the murderous swords who take the weird sword path with bloody and cruel, after all, the two of us joined forces to kill the entire Nanlu rivers and lakes, and beat them to their hearts, which has a lot to do with your master's domineering sword intent, and only he can do it despite tens of millions of people. ”

Chu Xianzhao asked, "Then Lord Dragon Immortal, what is the difference between your Dragon Sword and your master's domineering sword?"

Zhao Xi laughed at himself: "You still know the emperor."

Dragon Sword, it seems that your master has told you about me a lot, and I have been wondering if he will fall in love with another woman over the years, and it seems that I am too worried. ”

"Master, he loves you very much, and so does Guan Ju. ”

After listening to his words, a happy smile appeared on Zhao Xi's face, and Chu Xianzhao suddenly asked, "Then can I call you Senior Lady?"

Zhao Xi hesitated for a moment and laughed at himself: "No, at least not in public, because I am already married to the Dragon Mastiff, the majority of the Dragon Protector Legion, I think your master has already told you, if you like any girl when you are young, you must hold her hand tightly, it is likely that if you let go of it, she will leave you forever, just like me and him." ”

Chu Xianzhao just wanted to say something, but saw Zhao Xi retreat step by step, one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

She and the Xilin Sword God carried the double swords, the two swords of Qing'an Longxian were hung from the waist, Zhao Xi said slowly: "Qing'an Longxian Zhao Xi, ask the sword Shen family Tang Huang today, please advise." ”

Bursts of qi ripples appeared around this red dress, and golden-red sword qi rose from behind her, just like the red dragon ascending to heaven and devouring immortals, with a compelling momentum.

Under her feet, the sword qi gushed like a tide, and it was beautiful.

Chu Xianzhao put his hands behind his back, held the hilt of Chengying and Chunjun's sword, and took a step forward.

"Please advise, Qing'an Longxian. ”

Without waiting for Chu Xianzhao to draw out his double swords, he only heard the sound of blue bricks shattering, Zhao Xi was like a female dragon that swooped down, leaving only a faint red shadow in place, and the whole person came to Chu Xianzhao's face, and did not pull out one of the swords, but used the scabbard to slash at Chu Xianzhao's head mercilessly.

Chu Xianzhao was slightly startled, the two swords behind him were finally unsheathed, holding the swords in both hands, the vertical and horizontal sword qi rippled out of the red sword qi in all directions, overlapping like scissors cutting paper, and the red sword qi swung towards Zhao Xi in front of him. Zhao Xi's toes lightly touched the tip of Chu Xianzhao's sword, and his body leaned back, the woman's figure was like a scarlet half-moon, her right hand slapped the ground, her body swirled, and the scabbard in her hand also rotated, the sword energy around the two of them was rippling, Chu Xianzhao let go of the shadow of his right hand, the moment the long sword came out of his hand, the tip of the sword just pointed to the ground, he reached out again to hold the hilt of the sword, and thrust it into the ground, the scabbard and the long sword sword qi rushed together, the two of them seemed to be in a cloud of blood-colored mist, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring.

Chu Xianzhao guessed that Qing'an Longxian was going to compete with him for a sword before he came, whether it was out of her nostalgia for Guan Changye or the test of her own strength, a noble-born woman like Qing'an Longxian would never use power and money to convince her, but still have to use strength to talk to her in order to convince her.

I am a student who was personally guided by Guan Changye, how can I admit defeat casually in front of her?

Chu instantly summoned the hilt of the sword, and the sword body, which was as bright as a mirror rippling like waves, sank into the bluestone slab, blocking it between the electric light and the fire

The hilt of the sword of the Qing'an Dragon Immortal.

The sword qi collided, and a violent ripple of qi appeared in front of the two of them.

Zhao Xi, whose scabbard was blocked, suddenly bullied forward, and never had the idea of wanting to retreat, the scabbard walked out of thousands of phantom shadows in her hand, Chu Xianzhao didn't know which one in front of him was the entity, he only felt that there were shadows in all directions, and even the figure of Qing'an Longxian was shrouded in it, and after barely taking a few steps back, Zhao Xi pushed the scabbard in his right hand out with a golden rooster independent posture, and the snow-white scabbard hit Chu Xianzhao's chest heavily, and the inscription on the slender ancient sword was as brilliant as a starry sky.

Chu Xuanzhao, who had been hit hard by her, retreated one after another, although this time it was not an injury, but it made his mind a little impetuous, in order to press the sword momentum back, Chu Xianzhao summoned the dancing sword qi, and the red sword qi collided on the city wall again, leaving a new sword qi gully.

Seeing him behaving like this, Qing'an Longxian thought that this kid was really taught by Guan Changye, but it was much worse than when Guan Changye was young, but she finally met a sword seedling that made her feel amazing.

After Chu Xianzhao stabilized his mind, he held the sword in both hands, and the whole person spun like a tornado falling from the sky, and the sword qi suddenly shot out from his body, instantly turning into a dense sword net, overwhelming towards Zhao Xi's foothold.

Zhao Xi's eyes lit up slightly, this move is not like the sword move that the Xilin Sword God will use, but it is a bit like the sword move that the Qinglian Sword Sect will use, each sword qi is as thin as a bird's wings, like a sword, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border, it seems that Guan Changye's students are not like him who can only be arrogant and never die sword barbarians.

If Chu Xuanzhao's move was to encounter a sea of people besieging him a hundred times the number of him, it would naturally be like a divine help, coming and going freely, so that those who tried to besiege him would end up with a life worse than death, but when he encountered Zhao Xi, a top swordsman who used the sword of the dragon to kill through the rivers and lakes of the Southern Continent, every sword qi was fleeting in front of her, like a snowflake meeting the sun.

Zhao Xi's face was like a peach blossom, and he smiled indifferently: "If you have any other sword moves, take them out, don't hide them." ”

Chu Xianzhao gritted his teeth and did not speak, the sword qi gushing out was retracted and turned around, and the shadow in his hand was like a sparkling lake under the background of the red sword qi, but this lake was filled with blood, with a roar like a dragon's roar, the red sword qi suddenly turned dark black, and the sword qi seemed to have turned into a black dragon with angry eyes, and the direction pointed by the tip of the sword was bullied along the city wall, and the momentum was as great as a mad python crossing the river.

The entire city wall trembled under the power of this sword qi, and the moss and gravel fell like rain.

A sword black dragon.

Zhao Xi's red dress fluttered in the sword qi wind, she looked up and squinted at the black dragon that was almost in front of her, and said to herself: "Your master said a sentence under the city wall back then, the three-foot Qingfeng cold rivers and lakes, stepping on the dragon drunk and singing, let me remember it for many years." ”

The sword in Zhao Xi's hand turned red, and the sword was on the body

Shrouded in dazzling light, it burned to be exact, taking on the appearance of a dragon's rage.

The crimson long sword swirled in the hands of Qing'an Dragon Immortal, leaving only a hazy halo in Chu Xianzhao's eyes, and two golden sword gangs suddenly bloomed on the sword body, like two coiled and entangled ancient dragons ascending to the sky, the ripples of sword qi tore apart the bluestone slab under his feet in an instant, and the sword qi appeared proudly in the posture of a dragon again, and the red dragon of the sword used by Chu Xianzhao appeared in Zhao Xi's hands in a more perfect posture, but the momentum was a hundred times higher than that of Chu Xianzhao.

When Chu instantly summoned a sword red dragon, the sword qi was agitated like a tide across the land, relying on the majestic qi in his body to use his qi wantonly, like a gentleman throwing a lot of money, but when Zhao Xi used this sword, she was extremely pressurized, and what she released was a real dragon, just like an emperor who ruled the world and kneaded thousands of armor soldiers into an indestructible army.

How about two red dragons with one sword?

Chu Xianzhao saw that his black dragon was smashed and devoured by the two red dragons that rose up, and he was not stopped at all, and the black dragon sword qi as thick as a hugging wood shattered inch by inch, and his face suddenly changed drastically, knowing that he could not resist this sword qi at all, he just wanted to retreat, but unfortunately Zhao Xi's red dragon sword qi was as solid as a rock, and it was crushed on the city wall, and the city wall was pressed by the sword qi with two sword marks as smooth as a mirror, and the flying stones burst out like a downpour.

The next moment, Chu Xianzhao's figure was wrapped in these two red dragons, rolling in embarrassment in mid-air, and he seemed to understand something in a painful trance.

It seems that this eldest princess of Daqing is first-class in the world in terms of swordsmanship, sword gang and sword qi, and it seems that she only uses one sword, but in fact, she has passed a thousand swords before one sword.

The two red dragons intertwined in mid-air, and her control of the sword qi was extremely exquisite, so that she could achieve the majestic scenery of the two dragons playing with pearls.

There was only sword intent and no killing intent in these two red dragon sword qi, otherwise he would have turned into a mass of flesh and blood floating in mid-air now.

Until this moment, half of the city wall collapsed with a bang.

Without waiting for Chu Xianzhao to think about it, the red clothes stepped into the air like a broken bamboo, and condescendingly rested the sword blade in front of his forehead, tilting his head, and the green silk fell on his left shoulder like a waterfall.

The whole time, she didn't pull out another sword.

Zhao Xi suddenly retracted his sword, and the sword qi that raged in the air gradually dissipated, allowing Chu Xuanzhao, who was suspended in mid-air, to fall heavily to the ground, and said openly: " The sword of the dragon is my own sword intent, with the king's breath to establish the sword intent, with the dragon's breath into the sword qi, the sword you used that night red dragon is the essence of the sword of the dragon, when I and your master that decisive battle, if at the beginning I combined with his sword intent, I have a ninety percent chance of winning to defeat him, but unfortunately I was hurt by that one percent of the arrogance, the more the domineering sword is more and more courageous, and the battle to the end of the gods and Buddhas is unstoppable, this is where the strength of your master's sword intent lies. But I found that your sword intent is very different from your master, and you are taking a complicated path of gathering the strengths of others to extract its essence, I can see your master's shadow in you, and I can also see the fast sword momentum of the Qinglian Sword Sect, including

My Dragon Sword, as well as the sword intent of the Royal Dao Sword, also has a little bit, I feel like you know a little bit of any sword, if I let me teach you, maybe you will be a lot stronger now, at least much stronger than Queen Zhao and Zhao Yunlong. ”

The embarrassed Chu Xianzhao slapped the swollen face and filled the fat man, and said slightly ashamedly: "Don't you have a lot of skills." ”

Zhao Xi said directly: "Wrong, for those who practice swords, the most desirable thing is that the injustices in the world can be leveled with one sword, and ten thousand swords are not as good as one sword, and it is enough to practice one sword, but why do you have the sword intent of the royal sword, tell me honestly." ”

"Can Shi Niang keep this secret for me?"

Zhao Xi said solemnly: "Today's conversation between the two of us, I will never tell another person, swear in the name of Qing'an Longxian." ”

Chu Xianzhao hesitated for a moment, and said bitterly: "My mother, she has the blood of the Lantai royal family. ”

Zhao Xi said with emotion: "The royal family of Tangtai ...... No wonder your hair is white, and then what?"

Chu Xianzhao said softly: "I once awakened Wang Xi, but now that my Wang Xi is asleep, it is estimated that it will be difficult to wake it up in this life,"

Zhao Xi's face suddenly changed drastically after hearing this, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity, you originally had the qualifications to become a king." ”

Chu Xianzhao smiled freely and said: I am just an illegitimate child now, and with the master teaching me the swordsmanship Zhuyu in front, I will be able to concentrate on practicing his swordsmanship in the future, and I will only get if I give up. ”

"Not in the future, I Qing'an Longxian Zhao Xi, today I am willing to accept Tang Huang of the Shen family as an apprentice. ”

Qing'an Longxian's words undoubtedly summoned an earth-shattering thunder to Chu Xuan.

Chu Xianzhao was dumbfounded.

Qing'an Dragon Immortal Zhao Xi is not the eldest princess Zhao Xi of Daqing, and the weight of this is completely different.

Zhao Xi smiled indifferently: " Your master didn't teach you well, I teach you, in my opinion, you are not worse than your master when you were young, and even you are not an exaggeration to describe you with excellent talent, so I have high hopes for you, I hope you can one day also amaze the Nanlu rivers and lakes, this time I asked you about the sword, just to see how your qualifications are, and it really lives up to my expectations, I heard that you are now working as a brocade guard, so you will simply go and submit your resignation tomorrow, just say that the eldest princess accepts you as an apprentice, no one dares to embarrass you, I think being a little brocade guard is too wronged by your identity and strength, even if it is more than enough to be a dragoon。 ”

Chu Xianzhao smiled and said calmly: "I'll go back and think about it, this is too unexpected for me." ”

Zhao Xi nodded, and suddenly smiled: "Do you know that the Dragon Festival is coming in some time, in addition to the national celebration, the ten-year martial arts event of the Daqing Dynasty will also be held during this time, all the forces in the southern continent will come to Luoyang City, and the top swordsmen of various sects want to sell all the swordsmanship they have learned all their lives to the emperor's family, and the last person who fights to the end will get the title of Wu Zhuangyuan

It depends on this martial arts move, and we are also going to war with the Northern Regions, so we must screen out the top group of people and let them fight for the country. ”

Chu Xianzhao asked softly, "Do you want me to participate in this martial arts event as well?"

Zhao Xi nodded calmly and said, "I want Luoyang to let those people who used to look down on him take a good look at how his disciples defeated everyone." ”

Chu Xianzhao said a little helplessly: "I may be about to disappoint you." ”

Zhao Xi's face was still calm, and he said: "It was I who disappointed him and my daughter, go back and think about these two things, I will wait for your reply in three days." ”

It's really quiet and the wind doesn't stop.

After Zhao Xi saw him off, he turned his head to look at the mottled city wall.

"Guan Changye, you have accepted a good disciple, where are you now?"

Qing'an Longxian pulled out another unsheathed long sword and waved it lightly at the city wall, and the entire city wall was split in two.

She didn't look at the majestic scene of the city wall trembling and cracking in the sword qi, but just sat in the pile of rubble, feeling a little emotional in her heart.

At that time, the two people under the city wall once fought to the death, once walked the rivers and lakes, once shared weal and woe without separation, once became husband and wife, and said words to each other.

If she could have stayed in Xilin to accompany him, maybe there would have been a son between the two, maybe there would be two people joining forces to resist the Yinguo Iron Cavalry, and Xilin would not have died at all, maybe their family can still stroll on the streets of Dahongcheng now, talk and laugh together, and grow old together with firewood, rice, oil and salt, it is also a very good thing to think about.

What's the use of it?

At this moment, she let go of the hilt of her sword, trembled and took out an old wooden comb from her bosom, looked at the north with a confused look, gently combed the green silk like a waterfall, and burst into tears like a woman waiting for her sweetheart to return home.

Helpless, he is deeply affectionate.

(End of chapter)