"Wild three swords, instructed!"

The hoarse voice sounded slowly, without a trace of emotion in the voice, extremely cold, revealing a murderous aura.

As soon as the words fell, a shocking sword light suddenly appeared.

The sword light flickered between the courtyards, like a shock, and like a white sky, shocking.

Only a sword!

The feeling that brought Xiao Jiange was that it came like a stormy wave, and he was just a duckweed in the huge waves.

This is a devastating momentum, giving people a sense of irresistibility and despair.

Xiao Jiange's eyes froze, his face showed a solemn color, the true qi around his body moved, and the martial idiot sword intent on his body surged out, and at that moment, the martial idiot sword moved, and an illusory sword shadow gathered in front of him, and it also turned into a white sword light.

Like that ethereal thread, blooming between heaven and earth, intertwined with the flickering sword light.

A simple collision, the void where the two collided was rippled, and the space was also twisted and shaken, like a shattered mirror.

Streams of sword intent rippled in all directions, and suddenly a strong wind rose in the courtyard.

Xiao Jiange, who was wearing a mink coat in the howling wind, squinted his eyes, and the black-clothed figure of the three swords was no longer visible on the roof paved with red tiles.

"Huh?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but sigh lightly and stood with his hands in his hands.

The wind slowly dissipated, and a large crater suddenly formed in the center of the entire courtyard, with a radius of 100 meters, but fortunately, the emptiness of this place did not affect the surrounding houses.

In the big pit, the sword marks are Dao, the gravel is rolling, the dust and smoke are wisps, and the invisible sword intent of the Dao Dao is intertwined in it.

With a sword, he retreated, and the man was gone.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart, luring himself out, but only took out a sword and left, why is this?

The reason why Xiao Jiange knew that Huang Sanjian was luring him to come was because Xiao Jiange had gone out before and found that there was no movement in the surrounding rooms, as if he didn't feel the sound of Xiao Xiao.

When he came to Xiao Sheng's place, there was no one else except the three swords, so it can be seen that his Xiao Sheng was the only one who could hear it, so Xiao Jiange knew that this person was only here for himself.

"This sword is really terrifying," Xiao Jiange sighed as he looked at the empty roof ridge and couldn't help but sigh.

A single sword seems to come out of your hand, and it seems to be a supreme mastery, and it seems to be a fusion of various sword intents.

With this sword, Xiao Jiange had to use a martial arts sword move to deal with it, which was one of Xiao Jiange's strongest moves.

How could such a powerful sword not shock Xiao Jiange.

"If you had the slightest hesitation, you would have died a tragic death under this sword. Xiao Jiange shook Zhou Kong and said lightly, a little afraid.

is a good desolate three swords, I'm afraid there are not many people who can live with three swords in his hands, unless Xiuwei can crush him.

Xiao Jiange secretly thought, a trace of vigilance appeared in his heart, since the other party came specifically for himself, he must have an extraordinary purpose.

Being targeted by such a terrifying swordsman, even if it was Xiao Jiange, he felt a little dignified in his heart at the moment.

"That's it, follow fate, even if he is the Four Heavens of the Condensation Realm, what if I have Bai Yuqin by my side, I may not have the strength to fight. Xiao Jiange secretly thought that his hard thinking was fruitless, so he simply didn't think about it, turned around and walked slowly towards his guest room.

In life, you should learn to leave your troubles behind, so that you can be at ease.

As Xiao Jiange left, a figure slowly came out of the darkness, staring at the huge pit in the courtyard, feeling the criss-crossing sword intent, and his face was a little solemn.

It was a man in a white and gray robe, with long black hair and a shawl, deep and thick eyebrows, dark eyes, no light, and a nose like an eagle. balance

"It seems that there are more and more masters in this year's ghost sword competition compared to previous years, so in previous years, there were usually one or two swordsmen at the beginning of the big competition, but this year there are two now. The man in the white and gray robe couldn't help but muttered to himself, with a bit of solemnity in his voice.

"It seems that this year's Ghost God Sword is more difficult than wanting to win the first place," the white-robed man couldn't help but shake his head and sighed lightly.

"Master, Master, you put too much pressure on your disciples like this, and it is really difficult to see this hell map. The man in the white and gray robe looked up at the sky and sighed.

He is Ming Xuan, the third disciple under the Ghost God Sword Venerable, who came to the inn where the Sword Valley entertained guests early, and wanted to find out the cultivation strength of the swordsman outside the valley.

But this time, I saw two swordsmen who were not weak themselves, and I was very depressed and a little melancholy.

On the other side, a black-clothed Wild Three Sword handed out a sword and then left abruptly

From the beginning, he was just going to make a sword.

Since his debut, he has embarked on the extreme of swordsmanship, limited to three swords, and the three swords must take the enemy's head, if not, he will die.

Therefore, when he embarked on the path of cultivation, he only practiced three swords at the beginning.

One sword breaks the skill, one sword swings the soul, the last sword kills, and the body dies after three swords.

This shot against Xiao Jiange was just a temptation, handing out a sword, if Xiao Jiange couldn't take it, then there would be no need for him to make the next sword.

took a sword, and the three swords knew that this person needed all three swords to kill, as for why he didn't directly hand over the last two swords, there were two reasons, one was that he was not 100% sure that Xiao Jiange would die in the three swords, so he needed to improve his strength, otherwise the state of mind that the three swords had maintained since he did not die would be self-defeating.

The second is that the Ghost God Sword Ratio is about to open, and the swordsmen who settle in the surrounding Sword Valley rooms are all swordsmen from outside the valley, which is also equivalent to the VIP of the Ghost God Valley.

As a major force in the Central Plains, the Ghost God Sword Valley will definitely not let the guests who come to participate in the Ghost God Contest be killed for no reason during the check-in stage, and it will definitely be protected by the influence of its reputation.

Therefore, even if he could kill Xiao Jiange with three swords, the Ghost God Sword Venerable would stop it.

Every place and every person has their own rules that cannot be broken at will, and these rules are related to dignity and face.

The three swords of the wilderness took out the wooden Changxiao from his arms, the surface of which was wood-grained, dark in color, and had a little black spots, which seemed to be some years old.

He looked at Mu Xiao in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a little nostalgia.

"Xiao Jiange, you also have the word Xiao in your name, and it just so happens that you are also the last person in the killing order I received, so you can be satisfied. There was a sadness in the eyes of the three swordsmen

A blood-colored image came to mind.

"Master, why are you doing this to me?"

"Good apprentice, don't hide it, the reason why the teacher captured Xiao'er and threatened you is to let you complete two things. ”

"What's the matter?"

"First, join the Demon Sect, and second, you can only retire to the rivers and lakes by receiving fifty killing orders as a teacher, otherwise you can only watch Xiao Er being humiliated to death as a teacher. ”

"Master, you, you can't be"

"That's right, to be a teacher is to be a demon sect!"

Arasan Sword pulled back his thoughts, his eyes full of longing.

He actually doesn't want to kill, he also envies the knights of the rivers and lakes, but he can't help himself, he has been a killer of the Demon Sect for three years, and he has been doing things for the Demon Sect.

"Soon it will pass, my new life is about to begin, Xiao'er, we will be reunited soon. There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Killing Xiao Jiange, this is the last killing order he received from his own sect, and it is exactly the fiftieth killing order.