When he heard Amaterasu's question, he laughed, raised the wine jar, took a big sip, half-opened his drunken eyes, and said: "Haha, in the next Shouyang Jiushan to find a few hatreds, to repay the peach for a few hatreds, 'one person is full, the whole family is not hungry', oh, people in the world also call us 'drunk every day, and have a grudge against wine'." Haha, haven't you heard of it? Why, I haven't even heard of 'reciprocating the peach', look, your old man doesn't seem to be very good. ...... Well, 'reciprocating the peach' has a few hatreds, and I haven't heard of it. ...... Say, how do you want to die?...... Die as much as you want, anyway, except for birth, everyone can choose how to die, right? I usually give my opponent a satisfactory answer, haha, you tell me your opinion, or suggestion, let's hear it, I usually consider considering it,......"

Ji Jiqiu raised his hand and swept the long hair scattered on his shoulders to his face, laughed, raised the wine jar, took a long sip, and said.

Amaterasu heard the chatter of a few hatreds, very impatient, really annoyed, his heart was already impetuous, and he didn't wait for a few hatreds to finish speaking, so he shouted in a sharp voice, and said, "You shut up Lao Tzu!"

He laughed, stopped talking, looked at Amaterasu who was waving the knife quietly, held the wine in his left hand, and put the horizontal sword in front of him, and gently pulled the back of the bladeless sword on the wine jar, just like pulling the strings of an erhu, a harsh sound "squeak" sounded, the sword body was dark, with a ghostly light, and the blade of the sword was faint, as if with a trace of invisible whirlpool.

Amaterasu jumped up and stepped into the air, the blade in his hand splitting the air, slashing at the enemy from top to bottom, carrying a silver cold light, like the cold moonlight in winter, shining in every corner of this space. The condensation of the lonely moon makes people shudder, and the cold blade carries a silent cyclone, rushing towards a few enemies, which is the thirteenth style of the oblique moon knife method "fighting the cold moonlight on the battlefield". But seeing that on the battlefield where the two of them were, a silver sword shadow was wrapped in a gray shadow, like the wind swept the sand, and the blades were hidden in the wild sand, killing everywhere, like the temptation of ghosts.

Everyone on the field suddenly felt a cloud of wind and clouds on the grass under the round platform, willow catkins, grass blades, and wood branches churning into a whirlwind, like a huge wave rolling, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, with the knife in the hand of the Amaterasu evil god, turned into a ubiquitous moonlight, carrying the cold mist, and only the frozen slaughter came to the face. In this place where the wind and clouds and flying sand pass, the clouds and smoke are sparse, the loneliness is cold and lonely, and the knife is everywhere, it is a deadly noose!

Ji Jiqiu's feet were steady, and he stepped on the T-step, staring at the opponent five steps away. He took a big sip of the wine jar in his left hand, and was not in a hurry to draw out the sword, waiting for the blade to draw, and stepping on the Bagua Pisces step under his feet, moving solemnly and slidingly, drifting obliquely in this noose woven by dense knives.

He clearly showed Zhan Ziqian's "Spring Tour" in his mind, so he raised his head and looked at the Amaterasu waving the ring knife coming from the sky, and his mood was empty, just like looking down on the sky reflected in the entire sea.

His mind was spinning, silently feeling the essence of "calm and strong, round and free, not dry or lewd, moist as jade, undulating and orderly, vertical and horizontal as one", stepping on the gossip double fish step, sliding left and right, waving his hand, the sword is like the wind.

The sword in his hand was like a paintbrush, and it was swayed casually and delicately on the huge rice paper in front of him. The sword walks like a pen, stepping on the Bagua Pisces step, in the gap between the blades of the Amaterasu evil god, swimming, moving, always in the middle of the time, like a slippery drop of water on the lotus leaf, sometimes or dignified, sometimes light, far and near, position, proportion, are just right.

The sword is used as a pen, and the Amaterasu, which is attacked by wielding the sword, is only a role in the landscape, the scenery of heaven and earth, and the background of itself, and the painting under the sword is independent into a picture.

Everyone only saw a few hatred sword dance dragon snakes, such as splashing ink in spring and summer, between the mountains and rivers framed by the sword mang, it is the willow garden in early summer, the spring has not gone away, the sun is warm, the willow branches are green, the catkins are fluttering, the white clouds are vast, and the trees are prosperous. The shadow of the sword is like an embankment extending into the distance, verdant and verdant, and the new greenery is draped; among the sword light, a hook and a painting are like depicting the arched bridges and courtyards in the distant foreground, and the courtyards of the houses are scattered in the middle

。 The shadow of the sword is like smoke, and the wine that stirs up from the wine jar in the left hand is splashed away by the sword, and it is like a paintbrush, and elegant people ride horses, walk or raft, and flock to the mountains and rivers, swimming in the lake and mountains.

A few hatreds with the sword as a pen, under the wave, the big open and close, the sword edge circle, the sword trend in front of the void on the rice paper as a whole with a large diagonal composition, just like the green mountain and the slope bank confrontation, opening and closing, the spring water flows from the right to the left, the free travel swordsmanship is no longer confined to the sword spectrum dead style, the change has a law, the real and the virtual, no one can guess. The painting under the sword, but the breath of twilight spring in "You Chun Tu", flowing with the beauty of the rhyme, the sword is fierce, the river under the pen is no longer static, but like the sword intent, flowing outside the empty painting.

The blade of the sword is like a pen, and it has the essence of the techniques of "layout", "sketching", "coloring", "dyeing", "filling and dyeing", "remote photography", "detailed drawing", etc., in the action of landscape painting, it is done in one go, like the wind and lightning. And the sword walker, as if in this twilight spring amusement, joy, joy, curiosity, excitement and other subtle psychology, in each sword walking brush, at a glance, just like the bottom of the pen rendering a pair of ink landscape paintings, in order to indicate the shape, the sword shadow flashed, the rhyme is like a rainbow.

The shadow of the sword moves according to the brush, and the blade of the sword flickers far and near, sometimes left and sometimes right, gathering the distant and close scenes together to the middle scene, so that all kinds of scenes are completely unified in one picture. The sword walks the pen, the fine work is meticulously described, and the sword progresses one by one, just like the exhibition of the pious wave, so that the illusory picture under the sword presents a sense of depth.

The folding iron sword in the hands of several enemies is like activating the vitality that has been hidden for a long time, but in the shadow of the Sensen sword, it is full of vitality. The characters and scenery in the painting are according to themselves, not deliberately enlarged, nor deliberately reduced, meticulously depicted, so that the person with the sword, the sword used, the painting of the void, and the people, objects, and scenery in the painting are all integrated, all of which are subject to the scheduling and configuration of the person who paints with the sword, and the deeds are tacitly understood.

The swords of the two frequently intersected, and the sound of clanging metal was endless.

The killing machine of the sword is quietly emanated in a hook and a stroke.

In the field, he fought with the evil god of Amaterasu for about a stick of incense, and the more he fought a few times, the more brave he became, and his body shape and sword were becoming more and more uncertain, but he saw his body rabbit falling and falling, waving his sword and flowing water, like clouds covering the mist, the night wind frightened the shadow of the crane in the cold pond, and it was like a cut of plum blossoms floating in the dark fragrance ...... the lonely night sky.

At the end of the sword, the last stroke of the "Spring Tour" in the mind is put down, just waiting to be gently in the vista, a little by.

At this time, only to listen to a few hatred of a long howl, the excitement came, the wine tank was thrown in the air, jumped up, to the wine tank a sword slashed, the wine tank should be broken, the wine sprinkled, like a splash, reflecting the bright sunshine of the June day, a sword mang, the water splash scattered, castration like a little meteor, the Amaterasu evil god shrouded in it.

It was a pleasing battle, and everyone on the field was sweating without realizing it.

Just watching the high tide, everyone only listened to the battlefield of the two, sending out a series of "oops" tragic cries, Oh, the cries of pain stopped, and a few hatreds had already fallen to the ground, calm down, and a burst of dust fell.

The field was extremely quiet for a while, and after a while, the crowd suddenly burst into laughter, everyone pointed to the evil god on the grass, many people laughed forward and backwards, some of the female guests on the field were stunned at first, and then they were all ashamed to blush, and each turned their heads away.

Amaterasu stood on the grass, stunned, suddenly felt the wind blowing on his body, a little cool, couldn't help but look down, only to see that the skin and flesh on his body were like Ling Chi cutting, the skin and flesh turned out, the blood was dripping, all the brocade was broken, one by one, a thread, hanging on the body, as if standing naked in front of people, I couldn't help but forget the pain, screamed, screamed, stretched out my hand, and hurriedly covered the shame.

When he saw a few hatreds, he also laughed loudly, waved to the people in the audience, and said, "Please borrow a long shirt to wear, thank you, haha......." Several people in the field threw a few pieces of clothes in, and they walked over slowly, picked them up, turned back to Amaterasu, handed them to him, and said with a smile: "What about me, there is a name called 'Casting Peach to Repay Li', and people in the world are also called 'drunk every day, and there is a grudge against wine', haha, you let the pig San's body and the front before."

, Now it's unfortunate, the retribution is not happy, you must remember me, 'reciprocate the peach' and take revenge. Haha......"

He laughed loudly and walked towards the table.

Amaterasu put on his clothes, gritted his teeth, he had never suffered such an insult since his debut, looking at the back of Ji Ji Qiu walking away, the evil was born to the side of the guts, and he screamed strangely: "Lao Tzu fought with you!"

He heard a few hatreds, and did not speak, took a step forward obliquely, and then flew back to spin back, holding a sword in his right hand, waving a sword like a pen, with a bladeless sword back, knocking the knife from bottom to top, and then taking advantage of the situation to split the sword obliquely to the neck of the Amaterasu evil god, the pen is vertical and horizontal, and it falls together, which is more powerful than lightning.

That day, when the evil god saw it, he slashed the air with a knife, he was already afraid in his heart, and he had no fighting spirit, so he hurriedly dodged and rolled to the ground, rolled a few times in embarrassment, and could avoid it, stood up, touched his neck, and his head was still there, but there was also a shallow blood mark on the left neck, and the blood stained his fingers, and he felt a slight spicy pain, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy.

A few revenge blows did not get the full merit, a long roar, unfolded the swordsmanship of the leisurely swim, jumped up, and hit the sword directly, like a strange phantom, the leap body method is like a pen swinging the landscape, fast, concise, elegant.

That day, the evil god saw that the sword had reached the chest, and he was so frightened that he had to swing his sword to block the frame, but he finally slowed down by half a beat, only to hear a soft sound of "snort", and the tip of the sword had entered the chest by an inch.

Amaterasu's heart was cold, and he shouted in a trembling voice, "Don't kill me......."

Suddenly, a figure flew over, and it was Yan Nishang who jumped over, grabbed a few hateful wrists tightly, and said softly: "Big drunkard, you spare him, after all, he is my eldest brother's comrade, I can't die without help." ”

At first glance, his heart softened, and the folding iron sword in his hand slowed down, and he didn't pierce again.

When the Amaterasu evil god was not allowed to do anything here, he saved his life, his knees couldn't help but weaken, he knelt down, and said in a wail: "Daxian, spare your life, please treat me as a fart, let me go!"

Ji Ji Qiu silently glanced at Yan Nisheng, sighed softly, slowly folded the iron sword, looked at the obscene and vicious Beigong Heavenly God in front of him, he couldn't help but feel disgusted in his heart, turned his head, laughed, raised the wine can, took a big sip, and said coldly: "Don't thank me, thank her if you want to thank her." ......”

That day, the evil god was busy kneeling on the ground to Yan Nishang, trembling, kowtowing a few heads, getting up, looking at Yan Nishang timidly, crying and mourning, and said: "I recognize you, you seem to have walked around in the Beigong servant army Murong Shaojun, your surname is Yan, known as the Ice and Fire Demon Queen, right, hehe, if it's okay? I'll leave." ”

Yan Nishang frowned slightly, looked at the hatred, turned his head and said coldly to the Amaterasu evil god: "You are my eldest brother's comrade, I can save your life today, I only hope that you will stop treating people in this world as ants in the future,...... You go, don't take it as an example. ”

"Oh, the Ice and Fire Enchantress, oh, no,...... Ice and Fire Immortal, thank you two for not killing you, and greet General Yan on my behalf,...... I, I'm leaving. ”

Amaterasu looked at the noisy crowd in the field, took a few steps forward, suddenly turned around, smiled at the hatred and flame nishang, said in a relaxed tone, and said sharply: "You don't know, from now on, our Beigong Heavenly Court will unify the Six Realms and Nine Shadows, what Eight Desolations**, that's a fart, haha, soon, the Hades King Meng Zhifei will also descend to my Beigong Heavenly Court, and the underworld will also be a mess, haha...... Great Immortal, Flame Fairy, I advise you, you, you should also leave this place quickly. ...... Hey. ”

Ji Ji Qiu looked at Yan Ni Dress, muttered for a long time, and said coldly to Amaterasu, "Don't worry about you, you go, don't let me see you again in the future." ......" laughed, turned around, lifted the jug, took a big sip, and never wanted to see him again.

When Amaterasu heard this, he hurriedly turned around and took an arrow step, leaped out, and when he arrived at the gate of the full moon, he saw his own sergeant, and he was angry, so he flew up with one leg, kicked over the two in front of him, and shouted in a screaming voice, "Go with Lao Tzu fuckingly." ”

led his subordinate heavenly soldiers, stepped on the dark clouds, and flew straight towards the sky to the north like a puff of green smoke.