The cold blade of the sword stung everyone's nerves.

A green shirt jumped down and stood behind the sword mark.

In front of the stove, the little girl looked at Su Ming's back, and for some reason, the cold sword in her hand involuntarily loosened a little.

She felt a different aura on the figure's body.

The deep alley was silent, and the faces of the crowd were not good-looking, but the sword qi that fell just now really shocked them, and the qi practitioners of the five-story building were still only one sword, and most of them were not as good as that one.

The Baiye Sect man who had walked around on the side of life and death was even more pale, and he didn't dare to make any moves.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency, do you want to monopolize ......?"

Su Ming's eyes were cold, and the next moment, the fist intent rushed out, and the middle-aged man named Wu Qi snorted, his chest was like a lightning strike, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and the whole person took several steps backwards and hit the wall, the stone wall shook, and dust fell.

This scene made the monk in the dark feel even more frightened, although he didn't see how the young man made a move, but this kind of power was too terrifying, such a young master was definitely not a person who went up and down the rivers and lakes, it was very likely to be the dragon of the immortal mansion, and the face of the Great Dao cultivator could not tell the age, and the young man in front of him was also very likely to be a senior who had been practicing for decades.

is so domineering, which makes some people even more jealous and dare not mess around.

Although there are not many powerful monks in the Lieyang Dynasty, it is not a barren place without knowledge, and no one dares to guarantee that there is no sudden arrival of the dragon across the river, although the treasure is good, but it is not as important as life.

Withdraw!

Thinking of this, some people turned around and left one after another, not to mention not knowing the other party's heels, even this kind of strength was enough to discourage them.

No, all the people in this weapon shop and outside the alley dispersed, and no one dared to leave any cruel words, the situation was not as good as people, and no matter how much they said, it was nonsense.

Bang dang!

As soon as the crowd left, in front of the stove, the little girl could no longer support it, and she originally held the Han Sneer Sword by relying on a thought to support, but at this moment this thought dissipated, and she could no longer hold the hilt of the Snort Sword, the long sword in her hand fell to the ground, and her immature body fell softly behind her.

As soon as the figure moved, Su Ming appeared beside the little girl, reached out and grabbed the little girl's body that was about to fall, and then took out a recuperating pill from the void and gently put it into the little girl's mouth.

The elixir containing a wisp of life qi was submerged into the body, and the little girl's arms, which were originally as pale as snow, became rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Su Ming frowned, thinking that the girl's stubbornness made him a little surprised, but the cold qi of this cold sword was also a little unexpected, the cold erosion was not light, and this pill could only ensure that the arms were crippled, but the cold qi invaded the body, and the qi and blood in the arms were weak, and the cold qi inside must be pulled out, otherwise, these arms would not be able to stop for long.

Shaking his head, Su Ming was naturally unwilling to let go like this, a black sword qi appeared on his fingertips, and the sword intent of the Wanlong Shenyuan Sword also diffused, and the sword qi on the fingertips fell on the little girl's arms little by little, and then Su Ming controlled the sword qi to swim through the meridians of his arms, absorbing the cold qi in the meridians little by little, and pulling it out.

With a sigh, the little girl opened her eyes, just in time to see Su Ming pull out the two cold qi and disperse them around the heaven and earth, she hurriedly grabbed Su Ming's sleeve and begged: "Senior, you save my grandfather, I beg you, you are an immortal, you will definitely be able to save grandpa, I beg you......"

Su Ming shook his head and sighed: "I'm not an immortal, just a qi practitioner like those people before, but my cultivation is superior and inferior, and it can't change life and death." ”

When the little girl heard this, she couldn't hide the sadness on her face, and tears kept dripping down, and she lay down in front of the old man, crying out in pain, hoping to wake up the old man.

Su Ming walked into the front of the stove and looked at the old man, the old man's movements were completely stiff, although the vitality on his body was still there, but the divine thoughts were about to dissipate, once the divine thoughts dissipated, he would only be a dead person.

Looking at the painful little girl, Su Ming thought about it, closed his eyes, and drove the Great Bright Sword in his body, this year's practice, he seems to be in retreat, but the harvest is not small, not only the improvement of cultivation, he can also be regarded as truly comprehending a trace of the sword intent of the Great Bright Sword, the meaning of the light of heaven and earth, may bring a glimmer of life to the old man.

A faint light shone through his fingertips, and the pure white light fell on the old man's brows.

Su Ming could feel that the old man's divine court was dark, his divine thoughts were nowhere to be found, and the smell of dead silence filled the place.

It's just that when this light is not in it, it seems that the darkness has changed differently.

After all, Su Ming is only a sword cultivator, in terms of the power of killing, the world's monks are naturally the best in sword cultivation, but other means are still a lot worse than other qi practitioners, he is not a strong man who can lead to all directions, the light sword intent can break through the darkness is already the limit, and then it is the old man's own creation, if he can return along that piece of light, then there is still a glimmer of life, if he can't return, it is also fate.

The bright sword intent stayed in the divine court, like a lamp, swaying gently, and the old man seemed to feel something, his expression changed slightly, but he didn't wake up.

But if there is a change, it is a good thing, and then we can only wait.

Su Ming withdrew his fingers, looked at the little girl's hopeful gaze, and said softly: "There is only so much I can do, and whether I can survive next depends on your grandfather's own creation, but if I can survive, maybe this trip to the ghost gate is still a good thing." ”

The little girl raised her hand and wiped her tears, she didn't care about anything good, she only cared if her grandfather could wake up.

Looking around, Su Ming sighed secretly, it is still unknown whether the old man in front of him can wake up, coupled with the turmoil caused by the birth of the Three Refining Long Sword today, there will never be peace here, he can suppress those people, he will definitely not be able to suppress everyone, there will still be people who take risks, if he just walks away like this, the fate of the little girl will definitely not be good.

smiled helplessly, okay, then take it with you!

Su Ming looked at the little girl and said, "Little girl, take your grandfather with me, and come back when your grandfather wakes up." ”

The little girl didn't refuse, she only believed in Su Ming at the moment, she had seen the faces of those Jianghu people, and she knew that staying here would definitely not end well.

A carriage was purchased, and the little girl and the old man were placed in the carriage, and Su Ming sat on the carriage, waved the horsewhip, and drove out of the city.

......

......

Because of the birth of a three-refining sword weapon, the movement here naturally attracted the attention of many people, and the movement of Su Ming driving out of the city was not hidden, and many people were still unwilling.

All the way out of the city, Su Ming could notice that there were only three different people behind him, but he didn't care and still drove forward.

For these people in the rivers and lakes, a three-refining long sword is enough to make many people crazy, after all, there are too many things to slaughter one door in the rivers and lakes for a divine soldier, plus Su Ming is out of the city, this wild place in the wilderness has aroused these people's thoughts to make a move.

The three kills of the moon hook that Su Ming was waiting for along the way did not come, but those who coveted the cold sword killed a lot.

Even if Su Ming's sword qi was like a rainbow and killed more than a dozen people, he still couldn't stop the crazy people's hearts.

The three-day trip and hundreds of miles away made those people give up their minds.

Yunxia City!

It's a place with a unique landscape set against the backdrop of mountains and a huge lake, and the climate is comfortable.

In three days, Su Ming could feel that the old man's divine thoughts seemed to be on his way home, and waking up should be a matter of one or two days, which is also a good thing, after telling the little girl, this made her feel relieved.

She saw too many bloody killings along the way, and she was also worried about whether her grandfather could wake up, which made an eight-year-old child a little unable to support it, and she had been accompanying the old man, not daring to have any relaxation.

Su Ming glanced back at the official road behind him, and shook his head, after all, there are still people who don't die, so let's solve it in this Yunxia City.

Driving into the city, Su Ming placed the little girl and the old man in an inn together.

At dusk, Su Ming ordered a pot of wine and a few taels of meat, sat by the window, and tasted quietly.

The wine is the burning knife of the Lieyang Dynasty, the entrance is like fire, and the heartburn is like a heartburn, but after drinking, the upwelling wine is exceptionally refreshing, which makes Su Ming feel that it has a different flavor.

Suddenly, Su Ming looked out the window and suddenly there was a tremor in the originally peaceful city, and many men walked onto the street together.

At the front of the street, there was a woman in a dark green dress, green silk like a waterfall, a nose like jade, a little red lips were even more seductive, and a slight smile on the corner of her mouth was carried with an indescribable temptation.

The woman's legs are slender, her posture is concave and convex, and the plump mountains on her chest are even more difficult to take your eyes off, and a pair of smart eyes are even more intoxicating.

Staring at the woman, Su Ming condensed slightly, the third kill of the moon hook was imminent, he didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't know who would make the third kill.

The woman quickly passed by the inn, her eyes just swept over Su Ming by the window, and smiled slightly.

Su Ming nodded and didn't speak, just watched the woman disappear into the crowd.

It's kind of interesting.

Su Ming can be sure that this is definitely a fairy in an immortal mansion, although he can't see that he was born, but this natural aura is definitely not something that ordinary upper and lower sects can cultivate, but he didn't expect that this small Yunxia City would be able to meet such a special person, but Su Ming didn't mean to investigate, and he didn't have any extra thoughts at the moment.

Inside Yunxia City.

In the city lord's mansion, a white-clothed robe sat in the first place, gently scratched the lid of the cup with his right hand, and put the tea into his mouth with his left hand, savoring the fragrance of tea.

The middle-aged man standing in front of him stood there with a smile, not daring to cross in the slightest, even if he was the city lord of this Yunxia City.

"Lord Zhou, people are in my Yunxia City, I don't know what your plans are......"

The white-robed man smiled and pointed to the seat in front of him and said, "City Lord Zhao, why be so formal, sit down and say, this is your City Lord's Mansion." ”

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, my lord is here, how dare the lower officials be rude." ”

The white-robed man said lightly: "Let you sit, you sit." ”

The middle-aged man's expression froze, and he quickly sat down, not daring to say more.

Seeing the middle-aged man sit down, the white-robed man smiled and said: "That's right, City Lord Zhao is also the mainstay of my Lieyang Dynasty, don't worry, this seat is not here to trouble City Lord Zhao, I am only here to ask for a sword." ”

The middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and no one could guarantee that this person would make any moves after asking for a sword, and there would be no mistake in serving him well anyway.

"What about my lord?"

The white-robed man said with a smile: "Don't worry, someone is more anxious than me, if I Zhou Fuhai gets that sword, he Huang Shanhe will die, so whether I have this sword or not is not a big difference for me, but for him it is a big difference." ”

This Zhao City Lord was shocked, he probably guessed the mind of this one.

The night passed.

On the second day, the morning sun rose, and the little girl woke up in a daze, looking at her grandfather on the side, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Ming pushed the door in and said softly: "Let's take a good rest here these days, and wait for your grandfather to wake up and make arrangements." ”

The little girl nodded obediently and said, "Yinian will stay in the inn well, seniors rest assured." ”

Su Ming gently rubbed the little girl's head, glanced at the long sword held by the old man in his hand, and then turned around and walked towards the long street outside the inn.

The long street in the early morning seems to be a little lonely, sparsely populated, and there is no one on the long street.

When Su Ming stepped on this long street, not only was there no one around, but even the shops on the long street were all closed, and as far as Su Ming could see, a middle-aged man in a brown robe walked forward.

The dragon walks and walks with a tiger, and the air is lofty.

The qi and blood are also extremely vigorous, this is a martial artist of the Four Realms who has condensed the innate qi.

It's a little interesting, but he didn't expect that it would be a Four Realms martial artist who shot here.

"Moon hook?" Su Ming asked with some curiosity.

The middle-aged man in brown clothes had a cold gaze, his sleeves bulging, and he frowned: "What moon hook, I came here today just to get the sword, give me the sword, and I'll leave." ”

On top of an attic not far from the long street, the white-robed man who was in the city lord's mansion before was leaning on the railing, looking at the street below in the distance, and he said in an indifferent voice: "Zhao Jing, what's going on, why did Wu Hao, the cavalry general who guarded a state, appear here." ”

The city lord of Yunxia City trembled and fell to his knees, and said with a frightened expression: "My lord, I really don't know. ”

"Hehe, Brother Zhou doesn't have to be angry, I know that Brother Zhou won't be the first to end, so I'm not in a hurry, it just so happens that Wu Hao owes me a favor, and today I will ask him to help me get the sword, and I am watching you from you. ”

A man came against the wind, walked directly into the attic, and looked at the white-robed man with a smile on his face.

The white-robed man squinted his eyes at the person who came, he didn't expect Huang Shanhe to have such a hand, but he underestimated this one a little, "You underestimate this river dragon a little, Wu Hao is just a martial artist in the Four Realms, that is a sword cultivator, although he can't see the cultivation, but are you sure he can succeed?"

The man who came from the wind smiled and said: "You underestimate Wu Hao too much, within the country of Lieyang, Wu Hao's Four Realms foundation is extremely strong, he is not an ordinary Four Realms martial artist, even if you are close to him, are you sure that you will live under his fist?"

"What's more, even if he fails, I don't have any losses, as long as the sword is not in your hands, I won't lose, and the stronger this river crossing dragon is, the more unlikely it is for you to succeed, isn't it?"

The white-robed man squinted at the long street below, without saying a word, he knew that the other party came here to look at him, just to watch him, and would not give him a chance to sit and collect the power of the fishman.

On the long street.

Su Ming's blood prison is still being cultivated in the gourd of soldiers, and he just wants to take a look at how the martial artists of the four realms in the rivers and lakes are.

Ten zhang away, the middle-aged martial artist strode forward, and he said expressionlessly: "Since Your Excellency is a sword cultivator, what about your sword?"

Rumble!

The next moment, the middle-aged martial artist fell down in one step, and the whole person burst out, as a martial artist, he naturally knew how to fight with the qi practitioner, and in close combat, he could exert his strength to the extreme.

Raising his arm and clenching his fist, his fist was imprinted in front of him, the qi and blood swam away, and the thirteen innate qi gathered out, like a swimming dragon, and the rapid body drove a powerful fist, and fell directly towards Su Ming's head.

Roar!

The tiger roared in the mountains and forests, and the fist was under negative pressure, as if there was a tiger roaring faintly, and the fist prints were shining, shaking in all directions.

Su Ming nodded, he still had some strength.

Without dodging, Su Ming took a step back with his right foot lightly under the shocked gaze of the middle-aged martial artist, twisted his waist and abdomen, and quickly handed out his right fist.

The punch was like a dragon, the fist intent flowed down, and the fist burst out.

One blow through the air, boom style!

Bang!

The furious fist intent was unreservedly vented, and the momentum was shocking, and the sky-shattering punch directly collided with the middle-aged martial man's right fist.

Click!

A clear cracking sound resounded through the long empty street.

Su Ming shook his head with some regret, and stood with his fists closed, he looked at the middle-aged martial artist who was half-kneeling on the ground with a look of disbelief.

He could feel that punch just now, it was the pinnacle punch of this martial artist, gathering momentum, gathering qi, coupled with the belief that I am invincible, this punch is very good.

It's a pity, it's just good, the difference between the thirteen innate qi and the twenty-seven innate qi is not only that, but each of Su Ming's innate qi is tempered to the extreme.

It was only at this moment that he really understood what Liu Shidao said before he went down the mountain, and it was also at this moment that he really realized the weight of this sentence.

In the Liu Mansion, the old man once said lightly.

Martial arts in the same realm are like paper paste with you.

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