After Duan Shuai returned to Tianshan, he settled down the master's funeral, looking at the weak junior brother Huo Lanfeng, he felt extremely unbearable, he was only thirty years old, but he was like an old man in the twilight, coughing all day long, and his body was getting worse and worse, and he was not as good as day by day. The Tianshan Mountains are peaceful, Ruan Shenye and Xiao Ran have become the pillars of the Tianshan Mountains, and Li Luojie also returned to the Tianshan Mountains after Bai Luoting's death, but he no longer asks about the world and retreats to practice. There are more and more disciples in Tianshan, once surpassing Duan Shuai's apprenticeship, at that time, Huo Lanfeng had just gone up the mountain, Xue Yu had just started, Chang Yun was still a senior brother at that time, and Lu Yu did not appear. The world is changing too fast, just like the leaves under this autumn wind, who knows if it will fall in the next second?

August 15, the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. The night is as cold as water, and the moonlight is cold. Van Wen invited Hu Tianming to fight at the top of Songshan Mountain, win which side will unify Jiangnan, and the losing side must roll to the north of the Saibei. Since ancient times, Jiangnan has been a good place for people to be rich, who wants to live far away in Saibei? For this battle, Hu Tianming did not practice the sword in his hand hard for a day, the sword that he was not familiar with.

This is Yue Shufan's sword, as for where it came from, he doesn't know, one morning when he practiced swords, this sword flew towards him like a meteor, and the speed of the sword was so fast that he could hardly notice it. The ruthless sword was deeply inserted into the rockery of the rockery, and it took Hu Tianming two days to take out the sword. Hu Tianming loves it like life, you know, not everyone is worthy of using this sword, even though he is not a swordsman, but his current reputation and status are worthy of using this sword.

Only with this sword in his hand can he possibly defeat Van Winy. Van Wen's skills have long been different from what they used to be, that trick is ruthless thirteen slashes, and he has practiced it naturally, even though he is over sixty years old, he still can't stop his compelling spirit. When the man in black handed over this set of swordsmanship to Van Wen, he warned him not to use it at will, and only to use it during a battle with Hu Tianming. Van Wen couldn't help asking, "Lord, why don't you go out in person?" If you want to do it, where is Hu Tianming's way to live? ”

The man in black just smiled and said, "I can push you to the altar, but you have to be clear that I am the one who set the altar!" Van Wyn nodded cautiously and said no more. Van Wen didn't know how much magic the man in black had, the only thing he knew was that he would not compete with himself for reputation and status.

August 15, full moon. The peak was exceptionally cold, and a gust of cold wind whistled by, blowing the small number of trees on the mountain. The branches rustled in the air, like soldiers waving flags and shouting. But in this battle, no one shouted, no one dared to shout, and people watched with bated breath the slightest subtle change on the top of the peak. Maybe in the blink of an eye, the most exciting battle for victory and defeat has been decided.

Songshan is already very arid, and now it has gathered people in the martial arts of the world, everyone needs water, no matter how much water is a miracle, and it cannot escape the doom of death. Master Jueyuan ordered people to bring buckets and buckets of sweet spring from the Shaolin Temple more than ten miles away, which moistened everyone's heart like rain in time.

The wind is moving, the trees are moving, and the wind is blowing the trees. Two people, a bright moon, there is no superfluous light, except for the moonlight. The chill of the moonlight hit people's hearts, and none of them were willing to make the first move, and the first move was the first to reveal the flaws, which was a secret that every martial arts master knew. When a leaf fell to the ground, the two attacked each other almost simultaneously.

Hu Tianming held the ruthless sword in his hand, Fan Wen held the Lingxiao sword, the two swords were like jade shining in the moonlight, and the heroes from all walks of life who stretched from the foot of the peak to the foot of Song Mountain stopped breathing at this moment, quietly listening to the wonderful sound of metal collision. The cold light was like lightning, and Hu Tianming's sword speed was so fast that it was suffocating, only to see his sword lightly slashed from Van Wen's shoulder, and then swooped down and rushed over, even with a fight, Van Wen had to defend and retreat, preserving his strength.

Hu Tianming became more and more courageous, after all, he was young and strong, and he had mixed yuan gong to protect his body, and everywhere he went, there was not a single grass. Van Winy's sword momentum was clearly at a disadvantage. At that moment, he thought of honor, thought of the rivers and lakes, and thought of sitting on the world, just when Hu Tianming's heart was ape, seventy-two flying flower leaf nails suddenly burst out of the cuff of Van Wen's right hand, and a rhythmic collision was particularly dazzling in the moonlight. The Sword of Ruthlessness is worthy of being the Sword of Ruthlessness, and the biggest advantage of this sword is that it can fight on your behalf when you have delusions. Your soul and spirit have left your body, and he gathers on the sword and becomes one with it.

Fan Wen turned around, and thirty-six flying flowers shot out from his waist and abdomen, the poison contaminated with these flying flowers was refined from eighteen poisonous insects, rubbing his skin, and he would die when he saw blood, Hu Tianming turned over and retreated more than a dozen steps, and the sword blade brushed the flying flowers, and the thirty-six flying flowers fell to the ground one by one, but it consumed most of his physical strength. With the power of the Lingxiao Sword and the assistance of the hidden weapon, Van Wen finally pulled back a game, and the two fought on a par.

The night, very dark, very dark night, like the deep eyes of a beauty, dark and seductive. The night before dawn is always the darkest, but the end of the darkness is precisely the dawn. Hu Tianming and Van Wen were exhausted, and the two so-called world alliance leaders were just ordinary children scuffling together at this time. He pulled his hair, he strangled his head, and from time to time he would bite twice, and the people on the top of the mountain, on the mountainside, and at the foot of the mountain gradually fell asleep, and the fragrance from afar made them blurry, and unconsciously sank into a dream.

Hu Tianming's hand gradually lost strength, but his fingers were still pulling on Van Wen's few hairs, and Van Wen's hand also lost consciousness, but his arm was holding Hu Tianming's head tightly, and he didn't want to let go for a moment. The Ruthless Sword fell to the side, and the Ling Xiao Sword was also inserted between the branches, and at this time, the two swords were of little meaning to them, because they simply did not have the strength to pick up the sword.

Suddenly, a group of black-clad warriors rushed up the mountain from not far away, killing people they saw and killing people when they saw them. But I didn't see everyone killed, they didn't kill Master Jueyuan, Nangong Wuxi, they didn't kill either, Huangfu Renhe and Tsing Yi Sanren they didn't kill, they didn't kill the top two masters in all sects, and the rest were wiped out.

Hu Tianming and Van Wen seemed to be aware of the chaos under the mountain, and they let go of their hands almost at the same time, and at this time, a large number of people and horses had already rushed up, and they were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and before they could resist, they obediently tied their hands and were captured. Overnight, the main leaders of more than seventy major sects of Jiangnan Wulin disappeared. Even the strongest beggar gang has lost its backbone.

There was another bloody storm in the rivers and lakes, but I couldn't find who the enemy was, the big return of the Wulin League made Van Wen taste the sweetness, and it was always right to follow the master of the Moon Gate. In just three months, the beggar gang was scattered, the losses were exhausted, and what was left behind became the soul of Van Wen's knife, and a few people with a little insight fled back to the north, and built the beggar gang rudder in Chang'an, but there was no gang leader. The gang leader is gone, the gang leader's magic skills are gone, and the beggar gang has never been able to escape the fate of a plummet.

Three months later, a heavy snowfall engulfed the entire Jiangnan, and it was rare for the south to see such a heavy snowfall. Standing on the top of the Purple Mountain, a person looked back at the trend of the entire Jinling City, and felt a lot of feelings in his heart, this is martial arts, this is the world. Those who succumbed to Van Wen were preserved, and some of those who did not obey were removed from the martial arts, and some fled to the north like beggars.

Nanyangling, a city that had never been invaded by the enemy from outside, was now under extreme attack by the Van Wen army. Fan Wen almost tried his best and used all kinds of means, but he couldn't take Nanyangling in one fell swoop, because the person guarding the city is called Huangfu Jin, and the artifact guarding the city is a thousand-year-old crossbow machine. For a month, Nanyangling stood still, but Fanwen was greatly injured.

The absence of Huangfu Renhe in the Huangfu family doesn't seem to have much impact, but Huangfu Renhe is the big boss of the Huangfu family after all, and he has to find a way to rescue him no matter what. But all this is not easy to say, not to mention that he wants to save him, and now it has become a very big problem to be able to keep Nanyangling. The century-old foundation of the Huangfu family can't just be destroyed in his own hands, Huangfu Jin fell into deep contemplation.

He thought of Duan Shuai, he thought of asking Duan Shuai for help, but Duan Shuai was thousands of miles away in the Tianshan Mountains, how could he go over for a while, and in addition, he could no longer find a trustworthy person. Duan Shuai also heard about what happened in Jiangnan, how many heroes defected to Tianshan Mountain for protection, and even Chang Yun arrived at Tianshan as scheduled. It's a majestic mountain, it's a familiar mountain, and everything on the mountain doesn't seem to change, except for the fact that the people have changed their normal faces.

The years of polishing have made Chang Yun mature enough, and he understands the truth that if you exist in the world, you have to do a great job, and use your ability to help more people in need. When Chang Yun came to Duan Shuai, Duan Shuai almost couldn't believe his eyes, after seven years, the two brothers met again, such an emotion really can't be expressed in words.

Duan Shuai retreated from the sharpness and youthfulness of the year, a little more calm and calm, he smiled and hugged Chang Yun's shoulders, tears of excitement were about to pop out, Chang Yun just smiled, he didn't dare to say a word, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it. Lu Yu and Lu Jin have not seen each other for many years, and Lu Yu also misses Lu Jin very much, but Lu Jin is ashamed of Lu Yu, she is actually very afraid of seeing her own sister. Thinking of the fact that he betrayed his sister in order to save Chang Yun, she felt that she was not human, even after so many years, she still felt guilty of herself.

Lu Yu seemed to see her unspeakable secret, but she didn't know what was going on, so she smiled and took her sister's arm and said, "Okay, okay, let's not think about the past, it's best for the family to get together." Chang Lu pointed to Coco and asked, "Is this my little sister Coco?" Coco walked over with a smile, took Chang Lu's hand, and said, "That's right, I'm Duan Coco!" Let's go, Brother Lu, let's go over there to play. ”