In the early morning of late autumn, Xianyang in the north is already quite cold, and the bleak and cool autumn wind is whistling and echoing everywhere above the palace ban, and the fierce gods want to bring the last remaining bit of greenery back to the abyss of hell.

"It's so cold, it's almost winter!" Fusu, who got up early, couldn't help but feel a biting chill, and couldn't help but shrink his neck a little, while Fu carefully helped Su tighten the cloak behind him. After getting used to the low temperature outside, Fusu turned to Fu and said, "Go and call the nine swordsmen who came back with me yesterday, I want to weigh them!" "Yes, Childe!" Fu bent down and cautiously retreated.

After a while, just as Fusu was standing under the porch and looking at the increasingly gloomy world, he suddenly heard a sound of light and powerful footsteps coming back. As soon as Fusu turned his head slightly, he saw Fu Zheng leading nine swordsmen approaching!

When he saw the appearance of the nine people, Fusu couldn't help but light up his eyes: the five male swordsmen who had changed into a noble guard costume all looked vigorous and energetic, and they looked forward to their might and looked forward to their might in every gesture, which was really a talent. But when Fusu saw the four female swordsmen, he couldn't help but drool: he saw that although the four female swordsmen who had taken off their veils were all in excellent figures, they were not very old, probably about sixteen or seventeen years old; The four women who have removed the veil are all pretty, charming melon seed faces, and the complexion without a little fat powder is more smooth and white than jade in the sun, in addition to the cute straight nose and seductive red mouth, the most peculiar and wonderful thing is that the black and white charming eyes under the eyebrows of the two curved crescents make the four women look amorous in a frequent smile, although they are young but have their own attractiveness, which can arouse the most primitive desires of men! There is such a stunning beauty in the world, no wonder even Fusu, who has excellent concentration, has been seduced to the point of being fascinated, dizzy, and confused!

The nine people bowed their heads in front of Fusu and bowed: "Subordinates see Childe!" "Oh!" Fusu, who was awakened by the fantasies of the nine people, turned red for a while, hurriedly shook his hand as if stealing the bell, and laughed: "Get up!" From this day forward, if there are no strangers, do not bow down! I called you here early this morning to see what your true skills are, and to use them in the future. Which of you will come first? ”

The nine swords looked at Wuxin together, and Wuxin arched his hand and said: "Childe, I am the oldest among the nine, so let me come first!" Fusu nodded.

Wuxin then came to the field, and the sword was unsheathed, but it was a refined dark iron long sword, the sword body was slender and powerful, and it looked cold and faintly powerful under the cold sunlight. Jian Mei's unintentional face made a solemn gesture, and his originally peaceful face suddenly showed a righteous and mighty power, and then he snapped and danced the sword!

For a time, the sword light was shining in the martial arts arena, the strong wind was whistling, and the faint sound of wind and thunder was endless. Gradually, with the urging of the unintentional sword qi, the whole person seemed to stand in the wind, with black hair fluttering and robes agitating, just like an immortal descending to earth, majestic and upright!

Fusu couldn't help clapping his hands and exclaimed: "Good swordsmanship, righteous and high-spirited, and beyond the world!" Absolutely! "Gradually, the heartless sword style became more and more light and elegant, and the whole person and the sword seemed to be fused into one.

Finally, the Wuxin sword momentum stopped, put the sword in his hand, and said to Fu Su Gong: "Please give me advice!" Fu Su Xi said: "The unintentional swordsmanship is light and smart, the sword moves are elegant, and there is the wind of immortals, I give you the name 'Sword Immortal', you see it!" Wuxin was overjoyed when he heard this: "Thank you, Childe!" ”

When the rest of the people heard this, their eyes were hot, and they were not in a hurry, and hurriedly jumped out of the formation to ask for their lives: "Childe, let's go down and sacrifice ugly!" Fusu smiled and nodded.

I saw Wu Xu, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes and a light smile on his face, pulled out the Xuantie long sword with his back slanted, revealing a strange sword body that was thin and narrow. Immediately, his complexion quickly straightened, exuding a majestic force. Immediately afterwards, at the floating place of the waist step, the Voidless Long Sword danced lightly, and a strange circle slashed through the air and began to test the sword.

The sword writhed and trembled strangely, as if it were hovering or flying in the air like a light monster, attacking or protecting; It is like a boneless swimming fish, showing a strange attack curve in the air, shocking! Compared with the unintentional and unworldly, fairy-like and natural swordsmanship, the Wuxuan swordsmanship seems to be a strange and strange road!

Gradually, the sword momentum of Wuxu became more bizarre, often attacking from incredible angles with incredible moves, and every time it seemed to be like a stroke of genius, it was as flawless as a stroke of genius, and the case was amazing. Sometimes Fusu is really a little worried: Wuxu's changeable and strong waist like a gecko swimming on a wall will not be broken because of the strange way of attacking!

Suddenly, the voidless volley jumped into the air, and the long sword came out of his hand, circling and roaring straight into the clouds, like a flying jade dragon with white light. In the rapid roar of "Boom", Wuxu landed first, and the long sword followed, crashing down, and it was inserted into the scabbard behind Wuxu's back without any difference, making a light sound like a dragon's groan!

Wuxuan was obviously very satisfied with his performance, and his usual smile appeared on his face again, and he said confidently: "Please give me advice!" Fusu nodded and praised: "Your swordsmanship is different from Wuxin, you take a strange and demonic path, but it is also a different world." I'll give you a loud nickname too! 'Sword Demon' is empty, what do you think? Wuxuan blinked, and Ruxiang was very satisfied with this nickname, and happily withdrew.

The third one to appear is Boundless. Wuya, who had a cold face, didn't speak, just bowed slightly to Fusu, and came to the field. "Zheng" There was a low dragon groan, and the long sword was unsheathed, but it was a dark iron heavy sword with a black body, and a thick murderous aura suddenly appeared in the cold moonlight! Fusu couldn't help but be shocked: "What kind of sword is this?" The colors are so weird! Why is the murderous aura so strong?! Before he could think about it, the ink sword had already made a low "buzz", and a murderous sword dance began in the field!

The sword, the sword body is strange, the ink is bright and cold; Sword style, sword style, fierce, murderous vertical and horizontal; Sword qi, sword qi ink black, full of demonic energy. For a while, the martial arts arena was filled with a fierce murderous aura, and under the powerful murderous aura, it was like a heavenly demon coming to the body, making people feel a piercing chill. What shocked Fusu the most was that the "Boom" flashing ink sword actually emitted a deep demonic sound that grabbed people's hearts, which made the maids and eunuchs standing beside him couldn't help but look dazed for a while. Fusu couldn't help but shudder: "This boundless swordsmanship is a bit violent, and it has a lot of demonic energy!" ”

At this moment, there was a long roar from Wuyan, and the sword qi was violently destroyed, and the Mowu long sword swirled sharply in his hand, like a black demon dragon that wanted to devour people, full of domineering. Immediately, the sword momentum suddenly changed, and the ink sword was in a hurry, and Wu Ya had already returned the ink sword to the sheath like lightning. With the concealment of the ink sword, the murderous aura in the martial arts arena suddenly cleared, and the palace attendants who were originally fascinated by the demon sound and murderous aura of the ink sword and were delirious suddenly shuddered and woke up!

Wuya walked up to Fusu, bowed slightly, and said calmly: "Please give me advice!" ”

Fusu nodded and said, "Judging from your swordsmanship, you have hatred in your heart, right?" Although Wuya's face was calm, he couldn't hide a trace of cruelty in his eyes, and said coldly: "When I was young, my parents died in the war and were killed by the rebels. When I grew up, I was always in charge of assassination in the organization, so the swordsmanship is based on killing people with one blow, and I have taken the vicious and spicy way! ”

When Fusu heard this, he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart: "No wonder the swordsmanship is full of demonic energy, it is estimated that if it weren't for the suppression of Mozi's mental method, this person would probably fall into the devil because of too much murderous energy!" Fusu closed his eyes and thought for a while: "Boundless, having hatred in your heart will only make you more painful and violent, and will eventually make you enter the demon path." You might as well try to see what kind of life mood it is to have love in your heart, the 'Sacred Heart of the Demon Hand' is your best destination! I'll also give you a nickname: 'Sword Demon', which should suit your temperament! Hearing this, Wuya thought thoughtfully, and with a look of gratitude in his cold eyes, he arched his hand and retreated.