A crescent moon hangs high in the night sky. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The night wind whistled, but it couldn't blow away the heavy clouds and mist flying from the peak.

Hangzhou Lingyin flies to the peak, the mountain is a hundred feet high, the strange stone is saggy, the peaks and ridges are like cutting, the strange peak is protruding into the clouds, and the end is not seen. Under the peak, due to the dissolution of groundwater, a fantastic and changeable cave has been formed, and it is often difficult to discern the direction and be dangerous when you strayed into it.

The mountain is full of ancient trees and vines, dragons and dragons are knotted, and the fog in the night has not dispersed for a long time.

Ordinary people have always only watched the momentum of Feilai Peak from afar, and they did not dare to climb the mountain easily, let alone the peak blocked by thick clouds and mist, but at this time, there were two unusual people standing on the top of the mountain peak that was less than a few feet.

One of them was dressed in a gray robe, and the gray robe was as gray as dust, and the person standing opposite him was dressed in white, and his white clothes were as white as snow.

The two are very different in appearance and clothing, but they both have something in common.

That is, both of them are killers, top killers.

Of course, there is another thing in common.

The only thing that seems to be the same is age, as they both look to be in their thirties.

The gray-robed man's eyes shimmered, and he had been planning for a long time for this moment.

He's determined to win.

At his waist was a strange long sword, the scabbard black as iron and heavy.

The gray-robed man knew that his opponent was the world-famous sword immortal Shangguan Nayun, and this person's sword was only one move, but this move was enough to make him famous throughout the rivers and lakes.

Shangguan Nayun easily does not use his sword, he must drink blood when he comes out of his sword, and all he drinks is the blood of his opponent, bright red blood, at least no one has heard that his sword will drink his own blood.

However, today, he is going to make Shangguan Nayun drink his own blood. As the left protector of the Blood Alliance, he was not afraid, because the opportunity to become famous in the first battle had come, and he had waited for this moment for a long time, until Shangguan Nayun, who had strange whereabouts, was willing to go to the appointment.

He is also a master of using swords, he uses a black black iron sword, and he has never encountered an opponent, so he has confidence.

He has always been thoughtful in his work, so at the age of thirty, he was already the Left Protector of the Blood Alliance, and even above the Four Dharma Kings.

Tonight, he was not only for the sword competition, but also for the legendary spirit bead - the fire spirit bead.

He pursued it for a long time, and from the inextricable clues, he stumbled upon Shangguan Nayun's body that seemed to have the legendary fire spirit bead hidden on his body.

For the sake of this spirit bead, he is willing to fight with his life. Of course, he will not make unnecessary sacrifices, according to his character, his way of doing things, such needless and risky things, he will definitely not do them.

At this moment, by the moonlight, he saw Shangguan Nayun's resolute and cold gaze, obviously, this person was also very conceited and did not take him seriously. The man seemed to have been waiting for him to make a move.

Shangguan Nayun has a strange rule, that is, if the enemy does not make a move, he will not make a move. If he strikes first, there will be no fun in the competition, because as soon as he makes a move, the opponent will inevitably have no chance to shoot, and he will already be bloodied on the spot.

Obviously, all these years, this has been the case.

In the face of the Left Protector of the Blood Alliance, he also ignored the past.

Is he really fearless?

No, he was afraid.

He feared that soon there would be no opponent.

Now he was starting to feel it, and the height was unbearable.

It's not the cold of the environment, but the coldness of the heart, the huge rivers and lakes, there is no opponent.

At this time, he came to the appointment, and his heart was very happy. Even if the person in front of him is about to turn into a corpse.

The gray-robed man finally couldn't help it and said, "Shangguan Nayun, it's rare for you to come by appointment." Is there anything left to say? ”

Shangguan Nayun said coldly: "I am not afraid of smoke and rain to cover my eyes, just because I am in Feilai Peak, I dare to ask where the fairy is going, and I am willing to take Dan's heart to accompany Yunfei." ”

The gray-robed man's face changed slightly, and he said, "At the moment of the great enemy, you still have the leisure to chant poetry against it?" Sure enough, it's Shangguan Nayun, no wonder the rivers and lakes will spread your legend - every opponent must first compose a poem. also said that you are a Confucian sword, but now it seems that it is not someone else who can pretend to be. ”

The gray-robed man was right, the person who had really experienced Shangguan's cloud sword technique was no longer a human being, at least not a living person. And those who have heard him chant poetry, although they have never seen swordsmanship, will never lose their lives.

And when Shangguan takes the clouds to raise his killing intent, he often writes a poem in response to the situation.

That's his legend.

The gray-robed man looked at the other party's sword eyebrows and square face, full of spirit, and his whole body exuded a transcendent and awe-inspiring aura, but he didn't dare to underestimate it.

Shangguan Nayun said indifferently: "The sword can't be returned, you can take out the sword." ”

The gray-robed man said, "Don't you ask who I am?" ”

Shangguan Nayun shook his head and said coldly: "It's too much." ”

The implication was that he did not want to remember, because there were so many people who fell under his sword that he could not remember them, and what could he do if he wrote them down?

The gray-robed man didn't care about so much, Lang Lang said: "The left protector of the Blood Alliance, Hei Xiao Bai Lilang. He thought that after reporting his origin, he could see that Shangguan Nayun's expression would change somewhat. However, he was disappointed, because Shangguan Nayun was still expressionless and unusually indifferent.

Hearing his words, Shangguan Nayun slowly closed his eyes.

Bai Lilang had to ask, "Did you bring the Fire Spirit Bead?" ”

Shangguan Nayun's eyes didn't open, and he asked slowly, "You know?" The voice was calm and cold.

Bai Lilang said: "The world is eager for this spirit bead. ”

Shangguan Nayun suddenly had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he still said coldly: "So, thank you for the rumors." ”

What the? Bai Lilang was shocked, could it be that those clues were deliberately left by Shangguan Nayun, but to guide the people in the rivers and lakes to challenge him?

He seemed to realize the horror of this person at this time, although he had not seen his sword, but obviously the murderous aura exuded from his body had made people shudder, if it was not murderous, then this person actually deliberately left clues for people to pursue in order to pursue an opponent with an enemy. Either you are not very confident, how can you set yourself on fire?

Bai Lilang is not afraid of the other party's sword now, but more afraid of the other party's mind.

For the sword is not unsheathed, and his mind is upon it.

Another cold night breeze blew, blowing their hair and robes.

It was already cold on the towering peaks, but what made people feel even more cold at this time was the killing intent.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and at this time, Bai Lilang does not know whether he is a yellow finch or a praying mantis, or a cicada. But at this point, there was no way back.

Bai Lilang slowly touched the saber at his waist, and he was ready to make a move. Whatever the consequences of drawing his sword, he had no choice, but he trusted his preparation.

Shangguan Nayun finally opened his eyes, his gaze swept over the dark and thin face of the opponent in front of him, and stayed on the right hand of the person holding the handle of the sword.

The other swords are on the left, which is convenient for the right hand to draw the sword, but Shangguan Nayun's saber is on the right, because he is used to using the left hand.

His sword was hidden in a blood-red scabbard, and his white clothes were blood-red, and the two colors were reflected, which was extremely eye-catching.

He didn't move except for his eyes.

It's like feeling the rare night.

Bai Lilang's forehead was sweating a little at the moment, in such a cold night wind, he was actually sweating?

That's why, he's never been so nervous, and he can't hold back his restless heart. He wasn't sure, just a few words, the other party had given him an invisible deterrent, and now he knew why there was only one sword immortal Shangguan Nayun in the rivers and lakes, and why he was a legend.

He knew that as long as the Xuantie Sword was unsheathed, the other party would inevitably make a move, just one move, and the winner would be divided.

But he never fights uncertain battles, a moment ago, he was confident, a moment later, he lost self-confidence, and even destroyed his self-esteem, because there is only one life.

He saw Shangguan Nayun staring at him, it was a kind of cold eyes, without a little emotion, like a black and white impermanence to hook the soul, although no one had seen black and white impermanence. Or a vulture staring at a rotting corpse.

Bai Lilang suddenly made a move.

But instead of drawing his sword, he put his finger in his mouth, and a crisp whistle came from his mouth, and three figures rushed up from under the cliff where the two men stood.

Shangguan Nayun's face was still blank, and he was not panicked because the other party came to help. Still so calm, calm as water.

He asked coldly, "Why don't you draw your sword?" ”

Obviously, he asked why Bai Lilang didn't do it, but he didn't ask why he recruited helpers.

Bai Lilang smiled: "I'm just here to get the Fire Spirit Bead, and I don't want to fight with Your Excellency." ”

Shangguan Nayun said indifferently: "If you want to know the whereabouts of the Fire Spirit Bead, you have to draw your sword." ”

Bai Lilang's face sank, and he said, "The Fire Spirit Bead is really in your hand?" ”

Shangguan Nayun said: "When the sword comes out, you know the authenticity." ”

The three middle-aged men who had just flew up also had a long sword on their bodies, and the three of them all pressed on the hilt of the sword, looking at Bai Lilang's eyes, as long as he signaled, they would immediately move.

"That'...... Just do it! Bai Lilang shouted, his true anger was shocked, and the pitch-black long sword had flown out of the scabbard, and he held the hilt of the sword in the air, bringing out a chill of light, and slashed directly at the enemy a foot away.

The three middle-aged men were as fast as lightning, and before they heard the sound of their swords being drawn, they were already holding their swords in their hands, wielding countless sword flowers, and attacking Shangguan with clouds from three roads.

These four people attacked extremely fast and swiftly, not to mention people, even demons would be torn to pieces by them.

It seems that no one can stop them.

Bai Lilang was extremely happy and excited in his heart, and it seemed that he had overestimated this sword immortal. For this reason, he also brought the three demons of the ghost domain, just to ensure that he must win.

Fire Orbs! It's not easy yet.

A blood-red aura suddenly swung out from Shangguan Nayun's side, drew a circle around him, and suddenly disappeared.

The blood-red qi disappeared, and he didn't say a word, but turned around and left.

No one saw him make a move, he didn't make a move at all!

The sword shadows that surrounded him were just fleeting!

Bai Lilang's breath was unstable, he tried his best to adjust his internal strength and hold the Xuantie Sword in his hand, but he felt that his body was out of control for some reason, and the three demons of the Ghost Domain also stopped moving, standing still in a daze, and the long swords in their hands were all stuck upside down in the ground.

Bai Lilang looked at the figure of Shangguan Nayun who turned to leave, and shouted: "Shangguan Nayun!" Where do you go? ”

When Shangguan Nayun heard this, he stopped, turned his face slightly, and said coldly: "One hundred." With that, he soared into the air and flew straight down the cliff.

What the? A hundred?

Bai Lilang felt an abnormal pain in his throat at this time, and at some point, a hole opened on it, and thick black blood spurted out. His shout had made the wound crack wider.

He couldn't help but snort, and fell forward to the ground, and the moment he fell to the ground, he saw that the three demons of the Ghost Domain were also like himself, their throats spurted blood, and they fell to the ground with a muffled sound. The three demons of the ghost domain have really become ghosts.

One Sword Immortal...... Shangguan takes the clouds!

This is the last name Bai Lilang remembered in the world.

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