White Sword City

Today, a white dress came, it was the Central Plains Sword Maniac Jiang Nine Emperors who were in the sky, he slowly descended into the White Sword City, and waved his sleeves to the head of the city.

The sword list in the sleeve came out.

The sky was full of streamers from the sword list, and hundreds of swordsmen from the sword list appeared at the head of the White Sword City.

Jiang Jiuhuang's vicissitudes of life slowly glanced at the swordsmen present, with a look of relief in his eyes, like an elder in the family looking at a junior.

For Jiang Jiuhuang, most of the hundred swordsmen in front of him will be a powerful help in the future battle of the righteous demons.

"Next, I will open the secret realm of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, as for what kind of opportunity you can get, it depends on your ability. Jiang Jiuhuang looked at the hundreds of swordsmen around him and said, looking at Xiao Jiange with deep meaning.

Xiao Jiange's eyes moved slightly, and he took the lead in hugging his fist at the sword maniac and said, "Thank you, senior." ”

Then everyone hugged their fists one by one and said in unison.

When the words fell, Jiang Jiuhuang's sword intent surged out from his body, and the thick sword qi rushed straight into the sky, only to see the sea of clouds above the nine heavens churning, and a whirlpool slowly converged, and at the same time, Jiang Jiuhuang's body condensed the Eight Heavenly Cultivation Realm, and the rolling true qi was like an aura that crushed towards the surroundings.

Everyone only felt the pressure covering their bodies, but there was shock in their eyes.

Immediately, everyone saw Jiang Jiuhuang laughing and laughing

"A sword comes from a sword immortal, who is the most crazy man, a pot of turbid wine is scattered in the world, holding Taiyuan Aoyun!"

A loud shout fell, but seeing Jiang Jiuhuang's luck, the sword technique in his hand was pinched, and a sword qi burst out, blooming like a shocking heaven and earth and submerging into the void.

As the sword qi submerged into the void, the entire White Sword City suddenly roared and trembled, and one after another illusory white mangs bloomed in the void, intertwined and formed.

Everyone's eyes trembled.

Immediately, I saw that the talismans in the sky converged, turning into a hole and tearing open from the void.

A huge and terrifying sword intent suddenly swept out of the dark void, and it was incomparably vast, crushing towards the outside world like a tidal wave, like a tsunami rushing into the face.

The vast sword intent rolled out, causing the tens of thousands of martial artists in the entire White Sword City to change color, and they only felt that it was difficult to breathe.

Don't say it's them, at the moment, even the hundreds of swordsmen on the sword list are showing cold sweat on their foreheads and rising up to resist this overwhelming sword intent.

Xiao Jiange was shocked, his expression was solemn, his sword intent was in front of him, and one after another pictures of the vicissitudes of life and ancient times followed.

At this moment, he knew why the Heavenly Saint Sword Sect wanted to seal the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords, and why it sealed the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords with a formation, the reason was that the ten thousand swordsmen who fell in the First Battle of the Righteous Demon and the sword intent that remained in the Ten Thousand Swords Array was too terrifying, and if it was allowed to torture, it would hurt many innocents.

Suddenly, Xiao Jiange felt great admiration for Sword Sect and Mu Qingyi.

It turns out that there are always those people who are willing to pay silently for the beauty of the world.

Jiang Jiuhuang's eyes froze, and he saw that he came out with his skills, and his selfless skills came out strongly, and a scene that shocked everyone happened.

I saw Jiang Jiuhuang sitting up in the air, and his cultivation was condensed into the vast sword intent, pouring into his void crack.

He actually suppressed the sword intent that had condensed ten thousand swordsmen a hundred years ago with his own strength!

The sword intent was crushed, and Jiang Jiuhuang shouted, "Enter!"

The swordsmen hesitated, the void crack was dark and dark, revealing too much unknown, and for a while, everyone didn't dare to enter easily.

Xiao Jiange looked around, his eyes froze, and he flew out at the moment, becoming the first person to enter the void rift.

Without dragging mud and water at all, it rushed in.

Xiao Jiange believed in Jiang Jiuhuang's predecessors, so he did not hesitate to come out.

Seeing Xiao Jiange decisively enter Song Langtao first, he couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes

It is worthy of being at the top of the sword list, and it is bold enough.

Then Lin Tianhe also flew out and submerged into his void rift.

Someone takes the lead, and naturally they all enter it one by one without hesitation.

Everyone entered the void rift, Jiang Jiuhuang's face relaxed, and he immediately held his breath and concentrated on transporting his true qi to maintain the seal of this Ten Thousand Swords Valley.

Not only did he have to maintain it with his true qi, but he also had to suppress the 10,000 sword intent in the interior with his own sword intent.

Draining energy and energy, the current Jiang Jiuhuang can be said to be inseparable.

It can be said that Jiang Jiuhuang is the most empty moment at this moment.

In Baijian City, Zhu Wen and Nangong Song and Dance settled in an inn, and the two sat quietly and drank tea.

Zhu Wen's eyes looked at the movement at the head of the city in a trance.

Nangong Song and Dance stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Zhu Wen.

Seeing that Zhu Wen didn't move at all, he couldn't help but be angry at the moment, and shouted loudly, "Zhu Wen!"

"Huh?" Zhu Wen came back to his senses and looked at Nangong Song and Dance in confusion.

"What are you thinking, thinking so intriguedly. Nangong asked with concern between his eyebrows.

"Well," Zhu Wen's eyes flashed a little shaking.

"You said, what if Xiao Jiange can't come back from this Ten Thousand Swords Valley?" Zhu Wen asked slowly.

Nangong Song and Dance was shocked at the moment, "How is it possible, he hasn't died in any wind and waves, how can he die in a Valley of Ten Thousand Swords." ”

"I hope that this place in the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords is the place where the Righteous Demon fought against ten thousand swordsmen a hundred years ago, and the sword intent contained in it alone is enough to kill a Triple Heavenly Martial Artist of the Condensing Realm, not to mention the danger of its inheritance and concealment. Zhu Wen said slowly.

"So that's why you didn't let me be on the list?" Nangong Song and Dance stared at Zhu Wen and asked.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet.

"Count, count, let's just think I'm worried about you. Zhu Wen touched his nose and said.

"Ha, you can't bear to let me die. Nangong Song and Dance suddenly smiled, and looked at Zhu Wende's eyes became gentle.

Zhu Wen smiled slightly.

"Then are you willing to die of Xiao Jiange?" Nangong Song and Dance asked casually, looking at the head of White Sword City with worry in his eyes. First Literature

Zhu Wen's heart was shocked, his heart rippled, and his eyes showed a confused look.

Yes, do you want Xiao Jiange to die?

Zhu Wen had mixed feelings in his heart, according to Xiao Jiange's current growth rate, that day would eventually come.

Zhu Wen couldn't help but take a sip of tea, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he remembered what he had said about the tea ceremony with Liu Xin in the Valley of the Ghost Gods.

At this moment, tea is so bitter, just like this world, it makes people so helpless.

The two drank tea and were silent.

At the head of the city, Jiang Jiuhuang's luck was maintained, his eyes were closed, and he knew that there would be a storm.

"I hope you will come back to ask for sin!"

Mu Qingyi's words yesterday echoed in Jiang Jiuhuang's mind.

"Ha, you have borne too many sins, and I will not ask about it now. ”

Jiang Jiuhuang slowly closed his eyes and sighed, he knew that the Demon Sect would definitely have a big move today.

Therefore, when he came to White Sword City this time, he no longer planned to leave White Sword City alive, and if he could change a Demon Sect Demon Leader, he would change it.

Public Kiosk

The open land of martial arts

Today, a gust of wind blew, and a stone table and two stone chairs slowly appeared in front of the public pavilion, stirring up a cloud of dust.

By the time the dust cleared, a figure had already appeared on each of the two stone chairs.

One is dressed in red, wearing a hosta, her face is delicate, her eyes are white, and she is seen gently twisting her hair, revealing a feminine aura.

One is dressed indifferently in green clothes, his white hair is like snow, his eyes are like peach blossoms, and there is a fiery red mark in the center of his eyebrows.

Open Pavilion Open Pavilion, Open Pavilion Today, Liu Yanran Mu Qingyi openly appeared in the Open Pavilion.

A chess game emerged from the stone table, and there was only one son on the chessboard, and a white piece fell on the central Tianyuan, occupying the Qi Qi Tianyuan.

Mu Qingyi looked at the long-lost beauty in front of him and smiled

"I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. ”

Mu Qingyi's eyes were in a trance, and a trace of infatuation flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"You still remember plum blossoms. Liu Yanran chuckled, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes flashed with a hint of waves.

"Naturally, how dare I forget. Mu Qingyi said, a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ha, today this chess can be said to be officially opened. Liu Yanran said indifferently.

"Does it really have to be like this?" Mu Qingyi said in a trembling voice.

"Yes," Liu Yanran said firmly.

Mu Qingyi's heart trembled.

"A hundred years have passed, can't you let go of it for a long time?" Mu Qingyi said in a condensed voice as he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Put it down, heh, how easy is it to talk about?" Liu Yanran said indifferently.

"Alas, this chess game is a human life. Mu Qingyi said unwillingly.

"Thou knowest that I want more than my life. Liu Yanran said.

"Alas" Mu Qingyi sighed and was silent.

The world has changed, and now it has become an opposing position, and it is useless to say more.

"In that case, how many sons do you have?" Mu Qingyi said with a smile, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

Liu Yanran's heart suddenly ached, she clenched her hands silently, and said with a smile, "How many sons do you have?"

"I've lost the opportunity, do you want to explore my bottom like this?" Mu Qingyi looked at Bai Zi on the chessboard and said with a wry smile.

"Ha, in short, if I dare to open this game, I will definitely be prepared, no matter how many sons you have, I will definitely have more than you. Liu Yanran smiled, regaining her self-confidence.

Mu Qingyi's eyes were stunned, and a moment of trance flashed.

In the midst of the pink plum blossoms, Liu Yanran's twilight smile seemed to mess up the whole world for Mu Qingyi.

"A hundred years later, you have not changed, you are always the most beautiful scenery in the world, moving and soul-breaking. ”

In the plum blossoms, Mu Qingyi, who was dressed in green clothes, shook his head and smiled, his face was a little tired, and his temperament seemed to be a little heavy.

Liu Yanran's eyes were filled with tears, she slowly closed her eyes, and took a deep breath and said, "You are the same, you are still happy to attack your heart." ”

The corners of Mu Qingyi's mouth curled, the light in his hand flashed, and a white child suddenly appeared between his two fingers, and he said softly

"Attacking the heart is what you are good at, and what I know is sincere. ”

"Please. ”

Mu Qingyi's voice fell, and suddenly a fresh breeze blew in the public pavilion, blowing off the hustle and bustle of the world.

There is a chess game on the public pavilion, with the world as the chess, with the masters of the rivers and lakes as the son, and the fall of a game is not only related to the victory or defeat, but also the countless lives in the future.

Liu Yanran's eyes froze, and a sunspot was already twisted between her fingers, and she raised her hand and slowly fell.

There was a clear sound of "click", and the black son landed next to the white son, and a wave of air swirled on the chess surface.

A son fell, and the world changed greatly.

At the same time, above the head of the White Sword City, the wind and clouds changed color, and a figure slowly emerged from the void, exuding a powerful aura on his body, followed by a murderous aura in the cold wind.

The murderous aura refers to the Nine Emperors of Jiang who sit in the void and concentrate on maintaining the seal of the Ten Thousand Swords Valley!

Jiang Jiuhuang slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his eyes flashed

"Is it finally here?"