September 9,

The peak sword saint Yan Beizhe looked at the blue waves of this lake, and regretted it after all.

One step out, you will stand on the blue lake, treading the waves, like a leisurely walk. Then the sound of Lang Lang spread all over Tingchao Lake and even the banks of the Rouge River.

"Brother Dongfeng can come to fight. ”

Dongfeng Chengyu, who was sitting with his eyes closed and holding his sword in the inn, slowly opened his eyes. Then he pushed the door out, closed the door gently, and put the heavy sword on his back without a blade, which was unpretentious, and it was thanks to this sword that the man took off the hat of the farmer slightly.

The wooden man took advantage of the wind, and in a few breaths, he had reached the sky above Tingchao Lake, and slowly spit out a sentence

"The east wind has been waiting for a long time. ”

Two sword intents rose to the sky, like the autumn wind in September killing the heavens and the earth. A sword intent was as thick as a mountain, smashing down from above the Nine Heavens, and a sword intent was as light as the wind, but it struck the Nine Heavens with a devastating momentum.

The sword qi came first, and the sword came again, and Dongfeng Chengyu held the heavy sword without a blade and smashed it down with the power of a thousand catties. Yan Beizhe's left hand Luoxia and right hand Lonely Crane did not have hard regrets, and took the dexterous route.

The twin swords are like the wind, Luoxia and the lonely bird take turns to go into battle, alternately contact with the no front, and the force is unloaded, even if it is a scorching sun and a clear sky, still see Mars again and again, gorgeous and colorful.

The powerful force made Yan Beizhe slide out a few feet away directly on the surface of the lake before he could stop. Dressed in white, he stood on his own without wind, but his shoes were not sticky.

Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together

The double sword flies in the air, crosses left and right, and cooperates seamlessly, so that the east wind Chengyu opens the bow left and right, and the tiger and tiger play without the blade of the heavy sword, and the dripping water does not leak.

The two swordsmanship, one walks lightly, and the other walks domineering.

A sword split Luoxia, and the lonely bird came again, and the two swords made Dongfeng Chengyu take care of himself. Yan Beizhe is not easy, he is dual-minded, controlling the two swords to constantly widen the distance, so that Dongfeng Chengyu cannot enter.

Dongfeng Chengyu and Yan Beizhe are already fighting for the third time, and they are extremely familiar with each other's paths.

Dongfeng Chengyu gathered Xuan power, the surface texture of Wufeng bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and he held the sword in both hands to the surface of the lake, and a sound was like a muffled thunder, and instantly set off a hundred-foot wave with Dongfeng Chengyu as the center of the circle, like a water curtain.

Yan Beizhe hurriedly retracted Hui Xia and Lonely Bird, with a sword in one hand. Let the big waves be turbulent, still standing majestically, not moving at all. Riding on the waves and rising, and flattening with the waves, his eyes are like torches, and he is vigilantly staring at the source.

Suddenly, he felt something strange under his feet, Yan Beizhe was like a dragonfly dotting the water, and he stepped on the water surface and swayed up.

The moment Yan Beizhe left the water, Dongfeng Chengyu held a black big sword and plunged straight out from the bottom of the water, and the sword aura was monstrous. An upside-down golden hook, with two swords combined, and the sharpened bladeless sword together, the tip of the sword against the sword.

The two of them exerted their strength at the same time, and at the opposite point of the sword, there seemed to be a slight black gap, which was the spatial gap that appeared when the space was cut by the sword qi.

Rising into mid-air, the two of them scattered with one blow and two blows, and Dongfeng Chengyu was knocked back to the surface of the water, standing proudly with a sword in both hands. Yan Beizhe continued to rise into the air and then stepped on the lonely bird, holding Luoxia in his hand, like a fairy in the sky and on earth.

One black and one white stand between heaven and earth, the two face each other, and the surging sword intent is higher than the tide of the lake on August 15.

The hand is just the sword trick, the heavy sword is not in the lake, only the hilt of the sword remains, the arm muscles are tense instantly, and the sleeves burst. As soon as the sword was raised, it seemed that the entire lake was vibrating, and the ten thousand carp came out of the water, and the scene was spectacular.

A sword out of the lake, carrying thousands of zhang of water, condensed into a hundred-zhang giant sword, a sword across the sky, like a giant kun out of the water, and then turned into a flying peng, straight into the sky.

Yan Beizhe is not weak at all, gathering thousands of miles of clouds and turning into a sword, like a sword of heavenly punishment, falling straight into the world. The two collided with each other, and the rain was all over the sky.

On September 9, it was originally sunny, but suddenly it rained heavily, watering half of the river city. If you look up at the sky, you can see that two giant flowers in the sky are broken, one is a cloud and the other is water, and the sudden rain is the result of the collision between the two.

Many people are surprised that the rain in the clear sky comes and goes quickly. And the monk didn't care at all, what he cared about was the invisible sword qi that was clear between heaven and earth, and it was penetrating people's hearts.

It's a pity that no one knows the result of this duel, and the two of them fought outside the sky and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Because of a fight, the storefront was destroyed a lot, and it didn't open the next day, so Chen Yi turned into a carpenter and began to repair and repair. Zhu Qi was responsible for moving the wood, and Yan Nian was holding a small mace, knocking and beating.

Chen Yi also disliked that the sun at noon was too spicy, but he didn't know that suddenly a scorching sun and clear sky and rainstorm suddenly fell, and Chen Yi, who was not under the eaves, was drenched into a soup chicken. He was about to read a few words in pieces, but he suddenly stopped, because he felt the invisible sword qi and sword intent.

Chen Yi confessed a few words, and went out in a hurry, not even having time to change his wet clothes. Yan Nian and Zhu Qi looked at Chen Yi, who was a little anxious, and hurriedly asked

"Childe, what are you going to do, change your clothes. ”

Chen Yi replied: "It's okay, you're busy, I'll go out for a while." ”

Rushing all the way along the sword qi to Tingchao Lake, the lake water was already calm. Only the invisible sword intent was as turbulent as the tide of August 15.

Helpless, Chen Yi simply sat cross-legged on a boulder by the lake, feeling the surging sword intent between heaven and earth. For a sword cultivator, this is tantamount to a gluttonous feast.

When Chen Yi returned to the store, it was already completely dark. But there were a few unexpected people in the store.

Xiao Chumeng, Yu Rong, Mei Yu, Dongfeng Po and a middle-aged man in white. The middle-aged man was a little pale, and Chen Yi could see at a glance that he was already a person whose meridians had been broken.

Several people's faces are not very good-looking, especially Meiyu, whose eyes are already red, should have cried a lot.

The middle-aged man sitting in the middle, Chong Chenyi nodded slightly, and said, "Sure enough, it is a hero who is a young man, and I have a successor to the Central Plains Kendo." ”

Chen Yi already knew who the person in front of him was, so he bowed respectfully and said respectfully from the bottom of his heart

"Senior, you are!"

Yan Beizhe smiled with relief, relieved and relieved. In fact, at the beginning, even if he was sure that he would lose, he would definitely lose, and he was not because his sword was not strong enough, but because his heart was weak and regretful.

"It's okay, it's just a loss, create a sword immortal. I'm afraid that no one dares to say that the sword mound can't come out, and there is no sword in the Central Plains. ”

Looking at Chen Yi, Yan Beizhe was very pleased, young people always have a lot of vitality, and they don't want to be old people like themselves, and they are full of twilight.

"There are two reasons why we chose the decisive place here this time, one is because of me, and the other is because of you?"

Chen Yi looked dazed, he had never known Yan Beizhe, why did he say it with himself.

It seems that he saw Chen Yi's doubts, Yan Beizhe's divine will moved, and Chen Yi's sword box came into the air. landed on Yan Beizhe's knees. Yan Beizhe's deep eyes penetrated through the sword box, and the blood-red sword was so red that there was nothing to hide, and it was entangled by countless silver chains, but it was still fierce. Pinched a strange seal in his hand, and punched it into the sword box, several pure sword qi surrounded the adhesion of the god-killing god, and the blood and qi of the god-killing sword could not break free.

Slapped the sword box hard, the hands stroking the sword box kept trembling, the sword box slowly opened three fingers wide, and Mo Yuan came out of the sword box.

"This is the Sword Ancestor Sword Box, it's really mysterious, although my meridians are broken, but my sword intent is still not weak, but I can only open three fingers, I am really ashamed. ”

A slap flew the sword box, and Chen Yi wrapped it. Yan Beizhe stroked the Mo Yuan in his hand, as if he was looking at the most beautiful scenery in the world. The swordsman is obsessed with the sword, and it is normal for people to be human.

"It is worthy of Mo Yuan, the big Mo is like an abyss, fair and peaceful. ”

As soon as the divine will moved, Mo Yuan flew in the sky and fell into the sword box, and Chen Yi's divine will moved, and the sword box automatically closed.

"Are you, curious why I said it had something to do with you?"

Chen Yi nodded, indeed very confused.

Yan Beizhe said slowly

"The Human Emperor Realm and his party, the seniors of Xia Shangxing asked me and Dongfeng to enter the Sword Pavilion among the thirty-six pavilions of the Human Emperor Realm, and Dongfeng and I found the opportunity to break the Sword Immortal. However, the rules of heaven and earth cannot allow two sword immortals to be produced at the same time, and there is only one person for the two. ”

Chen Yi continued: "So the two seniors decided to enter the Sword Immortal Realm?"

"Yes, but the seniors of Xia Commercial Bank gave us a request before entering the Sword Pavilion, that is, whoever loses will give you his kendo insight?"

Chen Yi looked surprised, although Senior Xia is half of his master, but he doesn't have to worry about himself like this, he still thinks about himself for such benefits, Chen Yi always feels that there is something else wrong, but it is not easy to ask.

"So I'm holding on and I'm here to fulfill my promise. ”

As he spoke, Yan Beizhe pressed his fingers on the Yintang acupoint, and a small white sword appeared between his fingers, and then flicked at Chen Yi's forehead, and it disappeared into Chen Yi's forehead.

Chen Yi didn't feel the slightest abnormality, but there was a small white sword levitating in his divine sense. Yan Beizhe said slowly

"This is my lifelong kendo perception, you slowly realize it, I think it should have a great effect on you. ”

Chen Yi bowed respectfully to Yan Beizhe and said: "Thank you seniors for your gifts, I don't know what regrets your predecessors have, I said, the kid will try his best to complete it." ”

Yan Beizhe's face was pale, and there seemed to be only one regret, that is, he went to the capital to see her, he had read it all his life, and he didn't have the courage to take it. I've almost figured it out over the years.

Maybe that's what "Nancheng Month" said:

The cold moon in the south of the city is bright

The reflection of the lotus in the lake of forgetting

The little pavilion in the middle of the city

Shadows, songs, and dances

Bi cup, fragrant tea, Yangchun song

You under the moon

It's like a peerless spectacle

Since then, you have been infatuated for a lifetime

The cold moon in the south of the city is bright

Outside the city, there were sounds of killing

The little pavilion in the middle of the city

War horses, silver armor, solitary shadows

Pottery altars, spirits, and songs

You under the moon

Tears fell from the placket

When I return, I will live up to you

The autumn wind rises and the leaves roll

Iron hooves over, yellow sand

The wolf smoke has not dispersed, and even the horns have sounded again

The blood sun is setting

It's like seeing Jun Qianying again

The battle song is like a feather in the fright

One will eventually become ten thousand bones

Wait for me to remove my armor as before

You can wait for me as before

The cold moon in the south of the city is bright

I came back to find you

The little pavilion in the middle of the city

Red makeup, high candles, double shadows

Golden cups, warm wine, newlywed songs

You under the moon

Embraced in his arms

The wedding dress is red like a blood feather

The moon in the south city is as cold as snow

It's as cold as a night in northern Xinjiang

Jun's wedding dress, red wins blood

But it is more dazzling than blood armor.

The cold moon in the south city is bright again

Wait for me to remove my armor as before

But you have never been the same.