The bleak and cold valley under the night, the empty mountains are lonely, and the cold moon is like a hook. In the center of the basin, the night star stands in front of the grave with a torch held high.

"Master, the disciple must remember your teachings, and in the future, he must practice diligently and live up to the grace of the teacher's teachings" After speaking, he knelt on his knees, kowtowed respectfully three times, looked up at the tombstone, and said with a piercing look in his eyes: From now on, your inheritance will be borne by me, and your regrets will be completed by me.

A month later, in the early morning, under the waterfall in the valley, a chilling shout suddenly sounded, a figure waved over the stream, and in the next moment, the figure suddenly rotated one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, holding an iron sword, and the tip of the sword extended outward two feet of golden sword, stabbing towards the front of him.

"Peng..."There was a loud bang, and the water splashed, and a huge hole appeared in the center, which returned to its original state after a moment. Under the impact of the current in the sky, it fell into the water like a swallow.

Looking at the results he had achieved, the dark little face of the night star was full of happy smiles, and after a month of hard work, he finally broke through to the junior swordsman today.

The more the primary sword qi went to the back, the slower the upgrade speed became, if it weren't for his daily cultivation and taking the Bloodthirsty Pill, it would be impossible to reach the swordsman level so quickly.

If the swordsman breaks through the swordsman level, he can release the knowledge of the divine court, communicate with others, explore and cultivate, or the sword qi can be separated from the body, break the air and hurt the enemy.

"It's time to leave," Nightstar said with his fists clenched.

After two days of walking through a lush camphor forest, the Night Star finally reached the outside of Hangye City. As an important town on the southwestern border of the Gama Empire, Hanging Ye City is connected to the Mengtan Empire in the west, connecting the famous Sunset Mountain Range in the south, and the Golden Maple Empire can be reached through the Sunset Mountain Range.

Standing in the forest and looking at it from afar, the city wall of Hanging Ye City made of deep silver iron and stone for dozens of zhang stretches for hundreds of miles, surrounding the entire city, giving people a daunting feeling. After checking that there was nothing to attract attention on his body, he walked towards the official road leading to Hanging Ye City at his feet, carrying only an iron sword on his body, and everything else was placed in the ring.

Although the current Night Star is very different from before in terms of height, skin color, figure, and temperament compared to more than a year ago, people who are not very familiar with him can't recognize the current Night Star at all. After all, there is a potential enemy, the existence of Qingcheng Mountain, so we have to be careful.

Before arriving at the city gate, line up in the crowd and walk slowly towards the city gate.

As soon as he walked into the city gate, he still frowned, "There are obviously many more guards at the city gate than before, and the inventory is more careful than before, could it be that something has happened in the city recently?" With this question, Night Star walked in the direction of the slum.

Nightstar may not know it yet, but luckily he just happened to avoid a crisis.

At this time, in the Hanging Ye City City Lord's Mansion, there were two figures sitting in the main hall of the side room. Sitting above the main hall, a young man about thirteen years old dressed in a gorgeous white robe was bowing his head and carefully playing with the long sword in his hand, and an old man in a robe behind him stood with his eyes closed, standing behind the young man in white.

"Still haven't you found any trace of Ximen Fengshen" Putting down the long sword in his hand, the young man in white looked up at the man in black in front of him and said.

"Back to the young master, all the villages around Hangye City have sent people to look for them carefully, and there is no news back at the time of the occupation." The man in black bowed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man threw the long sword in his hand to the ground.

"Waste, it's all a bunch of waste, I can't even find a seriously injured old man for so long, if it weren't for the news that came back, I was in retreat and cultivating, so I couldn't come in person. As a result, the best opportunity is missed. A chilling killing machine suddenly enveloped the entire hall, causing the man in black to fall to his knees in fright, cold sweat streaming down his head.

After a few breaths, it wasn't until the killing intent slowly faded that the man in black took a long breath and looked up at the young man in white. The young man waved his hand irritably, "Get out, even if you only find the corpse, you have to bring back all the items on your body." ”。

After speaking, the man in black withdrew from the study with palpitations.

The white-clothed young man is named Zonghuang, one of the top ten inner disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, ranking first, he has been a junior sword master since he was thirteen years old, and he is also a personal disciple of Xuan Ming.