Xu Yunfeng's breath poured out, full and extended, like a waterfall flowing down from the nine heavens, pouring down, going nine thousand miles, Xu Yunfeng, who was deeply hidden, held a knife in one hand and smiled on his face.

Lin Wan'er couldn't see why, she only felt that a strong wind suddenly blew in front of her, and the wind and sand with snow in Xiliang accidentally lost her eyes, she tried to open her eyes wide, rolled up her sleeves, clenched her fists, and was about to face Xu Yunfeng with her fists and feet, but she was dragged by Zhao Gan and took three steps back.

Lin Wan'er was unhappy, and turned her head to glare at Zhao Gan: "Why are you stopping me?" See if I don't wake him up! ”

"Xu Yunfeng is a master." Zhao Qian said lightly.

"Master? How tall? Is it as tall as a nine-story building? Lin Wan'er said very disdainfully, before she came to Xiliang, she had heard many ridiculous things about Xu Yunfeng, such as fighting with hooligans in the land of fireworks and willow lane, and being beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, how could he become a master today, this change is too fast, I haven't crossed so well: "Zhao Gan, I don't read much, you can't lie to me." ”

Zhao Qian looked at Xu Yunfeng vigilantly, his eyes narrowed slightly: "It's really as high as a nine-story building, Li Mubai may not be able to win against him." ”

"What?" Lin Wan'er was "big-eyed" and couldn't tell if Xu Yunfeng was a master, but he believed in Zhao Gan's vision and believed that Xu Yunfeng was a master who could break the world with one sword, so she was scared, Lao Bai couldn't win against him, how powerful it was, even if he and Zhao Gan stacked together, they couldn't resist one of his fingers.

She rolled up her sleeves and took six steps back. Greedy for life and afraid of death, he hid behind Zhao Gan, and looked over his shoulder at the knife-wielding Xu Yunfeng who came slowly.

At the moment of life and death crisis, Zhao Qian saw Lin Wan'er hiding behind him. I felt proud for no reason, and said that I didn't need to be taken care of by others, so I didn't just hide behind myself to seek refuge. Men, just to shelter women from the wind and rain.

Lin Wan'er didn't know what Zhao Qian was thinking, looked at Xu Yunfeng getting closer and closer, pulled Zhao Gan back, and asked, "What should we do?" Zhao Gan, I don't want to die so soon, you hurry up and think of a way! ”

Zhao Qian thought for a moment. Put his hands in the shape of trumpets, put them to his mouth, and shouted: "Li Mubai, Li Mubai." Come and help! ”

The smile on Xu Yunfeng's face was even stronger. I shook my head in my heart, it is still the same Zhao Qian as before, after so many years, it is still like the courtyard in the palace back then, there is no growth at all, killing you today can be regarded as showing my determination to the whole world.

Lin Wan'er, who was hiding behind Zhao Gan, was slightly stunned, and came up with this method after a long time? What a witty and clever child. Give huge IQ suppression and psychological pressure to the people around you.

But in retrospect, it seemed like the only way to go. So she also followed Zhao Gan's example, her hands were in the shape of trumpets, and she shouted: "Lao Bai, it's dawn, get up, hurry up and save your life!" ”

The shouts of the two people thought they were very loud, but how loud the Xiliang Mansion was, the sound didn't travel far, it disappeared and drowned, and it couldn't be spread far anymore.

At this time, Li Mubai, who was above the distant clouds, was moving fast in the starlight in the sky, and the dazzling brilliance composed of the seven Big Dippers and the North Star seemed to be right in front of him, but no matter how his spirit flew, he couldn't break through the cage and reach the other side.

In normal times, he would definitely not be anxious, but would take a leisurely stroll, wander in the starlight, and quietly enjoy such a mysterious beauty. This is Li Mubai's character, quiet, steady, and the same as the sword in his heart, the sword is very stable, very natural, very fast, fast to the floating shadow, thousands of miles in an instant.

Probably because of his personality, he took Yubao as an apprentice, because Yubao's personality is similar to him, as if in front of a mirror, a little self stands there, looking at ...... Weird cute...... Weird handsome...... It's weird.

Therefore, Li Mubai was amazed by the sword training talent of the young man in Xishu, but he didn't want to accept him as an apprentice, he thought that Yubao would go further and faster.

It is precisely because of his personality that he is easily forgotten, and there are often scenes where he has been standing for a long time and no one has yet discovered it, this kind of forgetting is for people like Lin Wan'er who are crazy and love to be lively, like Xu Yunfeng and Sima Qi never dared to ignore his sword, and did not hesitate to invite the Big Dipper Seven Star Array from the Xishu Sword Pavilion to protect the Sword Pavilion to imprison him.

It's not that I haven't thought about killing Li Mubai, but how can there be such a person in the world, he has already become a transcendent saint, he is a veritable sword immortal, it is too difficult to kill him, it is difficult to reach the sky.

In the sea of starlight, Li Mubai's figure was getting faster and faster, but there was still starlight in front of him, and he stopped in an instant, leaving behind afterimages, Li Mubai was surprised, because he found that the space formed by the starlight in the sky was moving with him.

That is to say, no matter how you fly, your relative position in the starlight space is unchanged, and the starlight space can be in the macroscopic space...... Circle! No matter how you fly, you can't get out of this space.

After a little contemplation, his spirit was suddenly divided into ten, and a person had three souls and seven spirits, so he divided into three souls and seven spirits, one of which and five souls swept away to the front, back, left, right, up, and down, and the remaining two souls and two souls stayed in place in a corner trend, meditating and calming, closing their eyes and recuperating their minds.

As long as one soul or soul can break out of the starlight, he can rely on the thousands of qi between the souls to break through the cage.

About half an hour later, the two souls who remained in place opened their eyes at the same time, and their eyes were very surprised, because he saw that the five souls that had flown out were flying towards him again.

Li Mubai's thoughts were scattered, he quickly thought about the mystery, and opened his eyes in an instant, after speculating just now, he found that this enclosed space could not only move with his body, but also the space in it was extremely distorted, showing circles and circles on the plane, no matter how many souls he could separate, he would finally come to the original point.

After knowing that this was a movable closed and distorted space, Li Mubai's face became pale, this peerless swordsman also has a strange disease - claustrophobia, he never enters the carriage when he is a carriage, but stands on the roof of the carriage like a lightning rod, if there is no one around, his dress sways in the wind, his white clothes are fluttering, and he is extremely romantic, so Lin Wan'er never takes Li Mubai when he goes out. Because she feels that a restrained person like herself should be low-key and not ostentatious.

Thinking of Lin Wan'er, Li Mubai unconsciously showed a smile on his face.

After the snowy mountains. There are eight white-clothed and fluttering, like immortal Sword Pavilion masters, their bodies are shining, flying away with the sword, and their positions are erratic, but they are secretly in line with the truth of heaven and earth, and there is a unique rhythm in it, indicating the position of the stars of the Big Dipper in the four seasons of the year.

The four seasons of the world are constantly circulating. Ever-changing, light light extinguished, spring night cherry blossoms. Looking at the stars in summer, enjoying the full moon in autumn, and the first snow in winter, people come and go. Disillusionment with life and death. But the Big Dipper is immortal for thousands of years and is eternal and immortal.

Anyone who looks up will be in awe and feel insignificant, not to mention being in it, immortals can't get rid of it.

Not far away, Zhao Jianchen, the master of the Xishu Sword Pavilion, looked up at the sky covered by dark clouds, and put his hands against the ancient sword that had descended into the world with him. There was no sadness or joy on his face: "The Big Dipper Seven Star Array can imprison all things in the world." No matter how fast or sharp your sword is, it will be difficult to escape from it, and how can the sword fight against a world. Li Mubai, what will you do, I'll wait and see. ”

Beside Zhao Jianchen, the sweet potato squatted on the ground, his face was full of exhaustion, from Shushan to Xiliang Wangfu, the sweet potato with all the strength of his feet had suffered a lot, and the other person's sword, the sweet potato rolled up smoke and dust on the ground, encountered the mountain detour, encountered the big river and walked the bridge, met the village, took advantage of the dark night to ride the dust, startled countless dogs barking, he was afraid of dogs, so he ran faster.

It's not that the sweet potato doesn't want Edgeworth to fly, but this ridiculously talented young man has a strange disease - fear of heights, and if he climbs a little high hill, his face will turn pale with fright, and his hands and feet will lie on the ground, not daring to move.

Carrying several swords on his shoulders and a few swords behind him, the sweet potato wiped the sweat on his face, sat on the ground, and gasped for breath.

There are rules in the Xishu Sword Pavilion, where the disciples of the Sword Pavilion can choose the sword on the Sword Mountain after they become adults, but there are many people who go to the Sword Mountain and return empty-handed, because the swords on the Sword Mountain are all divine weapons, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the ghosts and gods are not close, and the more upward the sword qi is more and more intense, ordinary people can't go up the Sword Mountain at all, just approaching the sword qi is repelled by the sharp and horizontal sword qi, and on the top of the sword mountain there is a divine blade that shocks the ancient and the present - Xuanyuan, which is the sword that the pavilion masters of the past dynasties must match.

However, this pavilion master, Zhao Jianchen, is an exception, he was born with the sword, except for the sword in his hand, he never touches other swords.

Sweet potatoes don't like swords and never deserve swords, but before going down to the Sword Pavilion this time, they deliberately went to Sword Mountain.

The sweet potatoes that walked into the Sword Mountain were picked up and picked on the sword forest all over the mountains, and the ten thousand swords of the Sword Mountain rang out in unison, as if the courtiers saw the king, bowed their heads and ears, and did not dare to make a mistake.

In the end, the sweet potato picked the brightness, listening to the music, spring and autumn, winter snow, killing and cutting, and splitting the sky...... A total of six different swords, resisted on the shoulder, tied to the body, and descended the mountain mightily.

The sweet potato looked at the back of the pavilion master, and there was no feeling of a master at all, but some wondered if the pavilion master was not tired of looking up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle with his head so up? If it were me, I still like to look down at the ground, how good the ground is, there are flowers, insects, birds and beasts, and butterflies and dandelions.

Zhao Jianchen didn't look back, looking up at the sky, but he seemed to be able to see the sweet potato behind him, and thought of what the sweet potato thought: "Don't worry about my neck, although it's a little tired, it's also very interesting." Sweet potato, this is the difference between you and my sword, I pursue the way of heaven, so look at the heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, the sea of clouds, and want to look down at the world, but find that I have never seen the world at all, so I went down the mountain to ask the sword Xiahou Xiangyang, and saw all things in the world, the world is alive, and I never wanted to go a fork in the road, it turns out that there is also the world on Shu Mountain, and you saw the world earlier than me, so you are stronger than me. ”

Sweet potato didn't understand, heard the pavilion master Zhao Jianchen say that he was stronger than him, he didn't mean to be happy at all, he felt that the senior brother Haiqing, the second senior brother Chonglou, and the third senior brother Xia Lan were all stronger than the pavilion master, so it was not something to be proud of being stronger than the pavilion master, but when he heard the question of Jianxiahou Xiangyang, the sweet potato became interested: "Pavilion master, did you ask General Jianxiahou if he won?" ”

"I lost, I lost so completely that I almost lost my pants, so I could only go back to the Sword Pavilion with my bare butt." Zhao Jianchen said lightly, and he didn't forget to tease himself when he was about to come, without the slightest demeanor of a kendo master, "And the sad thing that makes me feel the most sad is that I can't win in this life." ”

"Pavilion master, if you want to cry, you can cry, don't pretend to be strong, I won't laugh at you, and I promise not to tell others." Sweet potato doesn't understand, how can the pavilion master, who has always seen that the sword is more important than his own life, be so generous, the only reasonable explanation is to pretend to be calm, and use calmness to cover up the pain.

Zhao Jianchen laughed: "Sweet potato, you underestimate the pavilion master, I am also a manly husband, my head can be broken, blood can flow, blood can be shed, and blood will not shed tears." ”

Sweet potatoes couldn't stand Zhao Jianchen's boasting the most, and said: "You still bleed without tears, when the braided sister who sells hot and sour noodles at the bottom of the mountain got married, you secretly cried!" That night, the sweet potato burst into tears when he saw Zhao Jianchen facing the 45-degree angle between the sky and the eye level, but he didn't go up, but quietly slipped away.

Zhao Jianchen, whose scars were revealed, blushed, and immediately said to himself: "Sweet potato, you are still too young, youth is a bright sorrow, you don't understand, you don't understand." The second one didn't understand and deliberately accentuated his tone, like an old man who had experienced vicissitudes and taught the younger generations a lesson.

Sweet potatoes are not Lin Wan'er's kind of people who grab other people's pigtails and say to death, since the pavilion master pretends to be advanced and profound to this part, obviously he doesn't want to be involved in this topic, so he changed the topic and said: "Pavilion master, you are defeated, why don't you go into retreat like before, but come to Xiliang Palace?" ”

Zhao Jianchen finally lowered his head and said: "On the way to the Zhenbei Army again, I met a person whose sword was very sharp, just like me, but his sword retreated quickly, and I learned to retreat from him. Although he lost to Xiahou Xiangyang, there must be some different ways and no conspiracy, but he is different, and he and I are all in the way of the sword. ”

"Is the pavilion master talking about Li Mubai?" I don't know why I mentioned Li Mubai, there was a faint anger on the face of the sweet potato, and the two killing swords in his hand with the strongest killing aura and the sky splitting a brisk chirp, as if he could feel the sweet potato's thoughts, and couldn't help but take off the scabbard and come out, soaring into the sky, and fighting a battle. As if teaching a naughty child a lesson, the sweet potato gently slapped the scabbard, and the two famous swords immediately shut up in a low voice, no longer making a mistake.

"Yes, I didn't come to worship the two old immortals to let me come to this troubled water, and draw the luck of the Sword Pavilion from the jade seal of the former dynasty in Sima Qi's hand, but to ask the sword Li Mubai and ask him about the strongest sword!" Speaking of this, Zhao Jianchen is full of a different temperament, no longer a man with a black face, no longer a man who eats chili peppers and does not eat coriander, but a sword out of the sheath, standing between heaven and earth, with a sharp edge.

Ask the sword, ask you the strongest sword! (To be continued......)