Five days later, it was sunny, and the yellow calendar said that it was advisable to travel and break ground, and it was forbidden to bury and pray for blessings.

Autumn, late autumn, morning, early morning, the wind rises, and the dust flies.

Before the frost and dew dissipated, the group went up to Yandang Mountain.

The Yandang Mountain is extremely quiet, it doesn't look like the main altar of the Demon Sect at all, and the group didn't encounter even a little obstacle on the way up the mountain.

If it weren't for the solemn dark color on their faces, it would make people feel that they didn't look like they were going to crusade against the Demon Sect, as if they were going to collect wind in autumn.

The sun rises far in the east, obscured by the clouds, making it impossible to see.

The fresh sunshine in the early morning covered Yandang Mountain, but it couldn't drive away the cold air of last night that remained on the mountain.

The weeds on the side of the road glow in the sunlight, and they are very cute.

The grass reflects not because of the dew, but because of the frost on which the dew has formed on it, which is not only cold, but also sharp, sharp like a small arrow.

On the mountain road, in the breeze.

The autumn wind is slightly lingering compared to the winter wind, and it is cold compared to the spring breeze, and at this moment the wind blows to everyone with the cold air contained in the grass and trees.

The wind is not as good as a sword, but it is colder than a sword.

The further up the hill, the more intense the wind.

The sleeves and cloaks of the group were blown up by the wind.

The team on the mountain has grown a lot, and the people from the rivers and lakes invited by Tie Zhongtang have come, these people have become famous heroes in the Central Plains, and masters who have lived in seclusion outside the pass for many years.

Jiang Xiyi didn't know anyone else, but there was one person who was her old acquaintance, and that person was Shuai Yifan.

Shuai Yifan now doesn't seem to be much different from back then, but his eyebrows and hair are more black and white.

He was still feathered and crowned, his back was still desolate, and he still carried that sword—the sword that Jiang Xiyi didn't know how many years ago, and Jiang Xiyi watched him slap it into the ground.

This time, however, he was carrying the sword, not in his hand or next to it.

Shuai Yifan didn't know Jiang Xiyi yet, but he had already heard of it, and when he met, Shuai Yifan stared at Jiang Xiyi's people carefully for a while, and said: "I once heard that a month ago, there was a woman surnamed Jiang in white who made a move in the north of Luoyang City with a woman in Tsing Yi. ”

His gaze was still as sharp as a sword, but it was not as powerful as it was back then, a little sharper and a little less calm.

Many years later, Shuai Yifan is like a sheathed sword, as long as it is revealed, it will be dazzling, and now Shuai Yifan is a famous sword out of the sheath, he stands there, with a threat.

Jiang Xiyi replied with his head bowed: "It's exactly below." ”

Shuai Yifan laughed loudly and said, "Sure enough, it's you!" The old man will never recognize the wrong person, you are so old and have such a realm, it is really rare! ”

Jiang Xiyi hugged his fists and said: "Thank you for the praise of the handsome seniors." ”

Shuai Yifan gathered his mind and said, "Oh? Do you know who I am? ”

Jiang Xiyi felt that this conversation was familiar, nodded and smiled: "Of course I know who you are, you are Shuai Yifan." ”

Shuai Yifan condensed and said: "Yes, I am Shuai Yifan, dare to ask Your Excellency's name." ”

Jiang Xiyi looked directly at Shuai Yifan's gaze and said, "My name is Jiang Xiyi, and I am from Taixuanzhuang of Hongmeng Peak in Kunlun Mountain." ”

Shuai Yifan nodded, and said: "If you go up the mountain to find Dugu today, I will be relieved, if it is not for the big event, the old man wants to play a game with you, I have no opponent for too many years." ”

After he finished speaking, he sighed, the loneliness in the words few people can understand, a gust of autumn wind blowing, can not dissolve the sigh that can shake off the autumn leaves on the mountain.

Jiang Xiyi said seriously: "There will naturally be opportunities in the future." ”

Shuai Yifan said: "Yes, there will naturally be opportunities in the future." ”

But not everyone is optimistic about Jiang Xiyi's battle with Dugu.

Daqimen has already released his words, and it is not the head Tie Zhongtang who fights with Dugu, but a woman named Jiang Xiyi.

Who is Jiang Xiyi?

No one knows, and no one knows.

Everyone felt that Daqimen was killing themselves.

Suddenly, someone mentioned that the woman surnamed Jiang surnamed Jiang who was named a sword shocking by the people of the rivers and lakes at the beginning, everyone began to speculate, whether Jiang Xiyi was that woman or not, and how strong was she?

Luoyang, Lanzhou, Suzhou, Jinling, these rich local casinos, have already opened the gambling game, and the odds of beating Jiang Xiyi to win have even reached one to twenty.

No one was optimistic about her.

Hua Lingling pulled Lei Xiaodiao and threw five thousand taels of gold and pressed it on Jiang Xiyisheng, attracting a group of people to secretly laugh in their hearts.

When I arrived at the intersection, there were two roads, one left and one right, one was taken by everyone, the road to the main altar of the Demon Sect, and the other was taken by Jiang Xiyi, which led directly to the top of the mountain and looked for the road of solitude.

Hua Lingling pulled the corner of Jiang Xiyi's clothes and glanced at her, but did not speak, Jiang Xiyi looked back at Hua Lingling and nodded.

Then Hua Lingling withdrew his hand, Jiang Xiyi turned his head, and the two of them embarked on two roads respectively.

At this moment the fog is up.

The main altar of the Demon Sect is not on the top of Yandang Mountain, and it has always been the residence of the leader of the Demon Sect on the top of the mountain.

Jiang Xiyi was alone, lightly armed and fast, and when he caught up with the top of the mountain, he saw from a distance that there was a faint shadow of a house among the pines and cypresses.

When she walked in, she found that it seemed to be one side of a courtyard, and the swarthy wall stood here, which was faintly unsettling.

After Jiang Xiyi walked around the wall, he finally found the main entrance.

However, this main gate cannot be said to be a gate, because it is like a square, facing a cliff.

In the square, there were two people, and Jiang Xiyi saw at a glance that the person sitting on the chair was Dugu Disabled.

At this moment, Dugu was dressed in black, with a sense of pride between his eyebrows, and when he saw that the person who came was Jiang Xiyi, a strange smile appeared in his eyes, which was fleeting.

His black clothes were slightly blown by the wind, and his face was even paler against the background of the clothes, unlike Jiang Xiyi's momentum, he didn't seem to care, and stretched his waist.

Jiang Xiyi turned over and dismounted, her steps were extremely light, she was dressed in white and stepped in the fog, and she was in a trance like a person condensed by the fog.

Dugu said: "You are here." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "I'm here." ”

Dugu said: "You shouldn't have come. ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "But I'm still here." ”

Dugu sneered: "There is only one way for you to come." ”

Jiang Xiyi asked, "What is it?" ”

Dugu smiled cruelly: "Die." ”

Jiang Xiyi frowned and didn't answer, Dugu flicked the clothes on his body, and said, "You must be very puzzled, why did this seat say that." ”

Jiang Xiyi still didn't answer.

Dugu put down his hand, passed through the mist, stabbed his eyes at Jiang Xiyi, and said disdainfully: "Because this seat never leaves a living person, and you don't even dare to kill people." ”

Jiang Xiyi's hands clenched into fists and said coldly: "But I can kill you today." ”

Dugu said: "Oh? Why did you kill this seat? ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Because you are a wicked person, I only kill the wicked." ”

Dugu sneered: "But for this seat, you are the wicked. ”

He sighed again: "That's it, when I was originally at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, I thought that there must be a battle between you and me, but I didn't expect it to be today." ”

He waved his hand and told the person next to him to go down, Jiang Xiyi then looked away and looked at the person who had been beside Dugu Remnant.

The man could barely be said to be a human being, his face was scratched, one hand was broken, his left leg was also cut off, a piece of wood was tied to act as a prosthetic leg, and the skin on his body was □□ and scarred, even Jiang Xiyi couldn't help but be surprised, not knowing what had happened to him.

Dugu saw Jiang Xiyi looking at the man, and said with a smile: "You must be thinking, who is this person, right?" ”

Before Jiang Xiyi could answer, he saw the person who was about to leave, he was shocked, and then he couldn't stop fighting, Dugu saw him like this, and the smile on his face deepened, and said: "Maybe you know his name, maybe you don't know his name, he is Liu Cheng." ”

Liu Cheng, one of the four swords of Diancang that year.

He has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for many years, and people say that he has died in the hands of Dugu, who would have thought that Liu Cheng would be here?

Even if you see this person, I'm afraid you can't imagine that he is Liu Cheng who attracted the red sleeves of the building back then.

After Liu Cheng heard Dugu Remnant say his name, he let out a whimpering sound, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn't say it, he trembled all over, Jiang Xiyi saw fear and anger from him.

Dugu glanced over and said, "I remember, I just told you to leave?" ”

Suddenly, Liu Cheng closed his voice and walked slowly down step by step, he seemed to be very afraid of Dugu and the remnant.

Jiang Xiyi frowned and asked, "What happened to him?" ”

Dugu said: "Just like you see, or do you want to experience it yourself?" ”

Jiang Xiyi's brows locked deeper.

Dugu said: "□□ your sword, I will never kill someone who is unprepared." ”

He was serious about this.

But is this statement true?

This statement will never be true, never.

He is lying, this sentence, I don't know how many people on the rivers and lakes have lost their lives and his hands.

Jiang Xiyi stared at him and said, "No need. ”

Dugu said: "You are really an interesting person. ”

After saying that, Dugu got up from the chair, and at the same time, Jiang Xiyi slipped under his feet and reached the edge of the circular square.

Dugu Remnant picked up the sword beside him, stomped on his feet, the person had already taken off, a few breaths, and after a rise and fall, Dugu Remnant had reached the other side opposite Jiang Xiyi.

The two of them had not yet unsheathed their swords, but the sword qi was already stirring in this square.

Even if they were not close, the two looked at each other and kept looking at each other, and the two sword qi were impacting and confronting each other between this heaven and earth, if anyone broke into here at this moment, that person could only die.

Now the sun is much higher than ever, but the fog in this square is getting heavier and heavier, the wind cannot be blown away, the sun cannot drive away, and the fog seems to have frozen.

The golden sunlight shone down through the mist, as if a sharp sword was falling through the clouds.

Jiang Xiyi and Dugu moved at the same time.

They were walking slowly around the edge of the square, at almost the same pace.