The heroes of the world will be the champion of the world, Yan Yici, is about to fight against Xiao Jiansheng, a disciple of Wuji Palace, regardless of the identities of the two and the purpose of this trip, this battle is definitely full of highlights.

One is the person who is about to be the master of the Fengtian Dynasty, and as the champion of this World Heroes Meeting, his strength and talent are naturally impeccable, and the other is the proud protégé of the Wuji Palace Lord Haoyue, a person who is favored by God, so the two of them fighting together must be exciting.

It's a pity that no matter how much this battle wins, it is destined not to be noticed by a few people.

Yan Yici held a hollow sword with a different shape, the sword body was full of brilliance, and the hollow in the middle was a green dragon that seemed to be swimming, exuding a faint halo, Yan Yici sneered: "There is no victory or defeat today, only you die, so you can only choose to die, or stand or lie down There is no choice, and I only have one sword." ”

The word "one sword", Yan Yici is very clear, and he seems to be worried that Xiao Jiansheng will not hear it clearly.

Xiao Jiansheng was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved.

Yan Yici only took out one sword, which was naturally a sword that he was confident that he could kill Xiao Jiansheng, since he dared to say so, this sword must be very powerful, even with contempt.

In the end, how strong is this sword, Xiao Jiansheng doesn't need to think about it, in his opinion, it may be very strong, but so what, Mo Yusheng is also very good, if according to the realm, Mo Yusheng is a whole realm higher than him, even if Mo Yusheng can't show the strongest side for some reason, he is a strong man after all, but in the end he was not killed by him.

Xiao Jiansheng said calmly: "Xiao has never liked to give his life to others, so you have no right to choose for me, if we are not on the opposite side, we can actually be friends, but it's a pity." ”

Yan Yici took a step forward, the whole person's momentum immediately rose, there was a sense of transcendence, coupled with the cold and handsome appearance, ordinary people would immediately be oppressed and difficult to breathe, but Xiao Jiansheng would not, he liked this way of fighting, he liked the enemy of the opponent in chess, he regarded every game as the most cruel practice, it is true, what can be felt in the battle in the cultivation is far from being comparable to the boring face wall.

Yan Yici subconsciously raised his eyebrows, and said in a cold tone: "There is no pity, my way is the right way, the sun and the moon can be learned, and it is destined to be impossible to be with people like you, so please give me a move." ”

Yan Yici suddenly looked up at the sky, he had not yet taken out the sword, but the sword light had appeared on the sky, like ten thousand rays of sunlight sprinkled on the earth, the refraction of the red sun was colorful, particularly dazzling, ten thousand wisps of sword light showed the trend of rain falling and stabbed at Xiao Jiansheng, the sword light had not arrived, the kind of sword intent that was as thick as heaven and earth had arrived, and the grass and trees on the earth all bent down and bowed their heads at this moment, as if they wanted to worship sincerely.

This sword also exposed the realm of Yan Yici, and the Six Realms Hongmeng was the same as Xiao.

Xiao Jiansheng stood still and didn't move, his face was still so calm, he didn't even frown calmly, and he didn't look up at the sky sword light like rain, but the sword rain in the sky had already been reflected in his mind.

This scene reminded him of the rain yesterday, and the leaky eaves, but in fact, he didn't really think of these, because those sword rains came so fast, he didn't have time to think about it, just a picture in his mind.

The three spectators were already dazzled at this time, they saw Yan Yici holding this hollow sword called "Suo" more than once on the stage, but it had never been as magnificent and fast as it was today. It may have been that the scene was so spectacular that the clouds in the sky were disturbed and quickly receded in all directions.

These swords came in a stream, with a certain determination and will, maybe the three of them didn't understand, this sword had nothing to ask for, only to ask for a life for Xiao Jian, and the name of the long recipe for life.

In Yan Yici's eyes, asking for something will naturally be demanding, and it will not be disappointed. Requests have never been cut short, and this time will be no exception.

The sword rain came in an instant, and Lu Sixian and the three of them had already left the place, standing far away, looking at Xiao Jiansheng with a ruddy face.

"How long do you guess that Xiao Jiansheng can last?"

"I guess half a pillar of incense time. ”

In Lu's opinion, it is impossible for him to insist on half a pillar of incense time, and cut off the ordinary time. ”

"Why don't we make a bet, if Xiao Jiansheng can hold on to half a pillar of incense time, how about Brother Lu of Chunxiaolou tonight?"

......

Not far from here, there is a steep lone peak, the lone peak is very high, wrapped in clouds and mist all the year round.

At this time, there are two figures of an old woman and a jasper woman standing on the lonely peak, the old woman's face is old-fashioned and calm, as if the lake hidden in the mountain col, light and light, calm and quiet, no wind and no waves. The woman is in her prime of life, and her body is as full as a bud blooming on a spring branch, waiting for the spring breeze to blow and reveal attractive petals. Wearing a bright yellow long skirt, a white gauze as thin as cicada wings, long black hair with a swallow bun, and a piece of emerald jade the size of a dragon's eye hanging around her waist, she was dressed in a clear and clear outfit.

The woman seemed to be thinking about something, and there was a faint surprise between her eyebrows, and this surprise was revealed on the woman's cheeks, and it became an extreme scenery.

There is a kind of person in this world, who does not need to be decorated with clothes, pollen, and jewelry, they are naturally the most beautiful scenery, never tired of seeing, and the woman is, the gorgeous rhetoric is used on her It seems redundant, because she is a collection of these gorgeous rhetoric, and is the birthplace of these gorgeous rhetoric.

A gust of wind blew, and the woman brushed her hair that was blown away by the wind, looked at the old woman next to her and asked, "Master, why do you want to bring your disciple here? Could it be that the master is tired of the deep palace compound?

The old woman smiled softly, already knowing that her baby apprentice couldn't bear the constraints of the deep palace compound, saying that she was going to take her out for a walk, why not that she couldn't hold it back, the old woman chuckled and said: "Xue'er, they all say that you are talented and unmatched, guess what, if you guess correctly, I will take you around as a teacher." ”

The old woman looked at the woman kindly, and there was a lot of love between her eyebrows.

The woman was suddenly overjoyed, turned around gently, thought about it for a while, and didn't seem to expect the result, so she said with a mischievous smile on the corner of her mouth: "Xue'er is stupid, she can't guess, and she asks the master to make it clear." ”

The old woman pretended to be angry and said: "You have lived in the deep palace for a long time, and you have been with the sword all day long, although the swordsmanship has grown rapidly in recent years, but the truth in the books is still a little shallow and rigid after all, so many things need to be seen and understood by yourself." ”

The woman was puzzled, but saw the old woman's wide sleeves swinging, and the clouds and mist blocking her eyes slowly spread out to the surroundings, gradually reflecting the scenery of the descending mountain.

The woman looked at the rain of swords over the ruins and the tall figure, and said with relief: "He is really strong, even stronger than what he showed on the martial arts stage." ”

The woman was full of smiles, silent in the mighty sound of the sword rain.

At this moment, the old woman said lightly: "But he still lost, if you want to ask the reason for being a teacher, you will tell you, because that black-robed young man is stronger, in fact, winning or losing this battle is secondary, mainly allowing you to peek into the mysteries of Hongmeng Realm in advance, and you will be content as a teacher." ”

The woman shook her head in surprise and said: "Impossible, my father said it, Yan Yici is the leader of the younger generation within the Six Realms, although I dare not say that I am the first person in the Six Realms, but it is definitely rare to meet an opponent......

The old woman shook her head slowly, and the woman was suddenly stunned.

......

Under the lonely peak, Xiao Jiansheng had not yet made a move, in the face of the incoming sword rain, he held the Nine Turns Tianyue from static to moving, and began to walk slowly between the sword rain, he did not walk fast, did not deliberately avoid the sword rain, let those sword rain fall on his body, cut his black robe again, and drew blood marks on him.

Occasionally, he would pause slightly, think about it, and then walk in a different direction, after about half a pillar of incense, Xiao Jiansheng finally stopped, and at this time, the sword rain had become majestic, the outside could not see the inside, the inside could not see the outside, only the brilliance was numerous, the sword qi echoed, and the three people in the distance had already held their breath unconsciously.

Xiao Jian is not dead, they can feel it.

"How is it possible, could it be that Yan Fei's horse is going to be defeated?"

"No way, that's definitely a life-saving method. ”

......

Yan Yici also thought about it, he was surprised for a moment, and soon understood.

You have the escape charm, and I have the life sword.

Xiao Jiansheng was suddenly, the sword pointed at the sky, and in an instant, tens of thousands of sword lights around Xiao Jiansheng's body once again prompted light, and it had reached a dazzling step, and after a few breaths, Yan Yici's right hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He seemed to feel some kind of crisis, endured the hot body, desperately urged to ask for the hollow sword, suddenly, the sword rain burst out of a thunderous sound, from the ground, towards the sky, in an instant, this movement gradually filled the surrounding sky, the shock of those sword rain exploded one after another, bursting out of bright sparks.

Said a sword, so, Yan Yici did not make a second sword, he knew that no matter how many sword moves were redundant at this time, he stood with his sword raised, quietly listening to the footsteps coming towards him, the beads of sweat on his arms rolled down the long sword, gathering a watery shallow puddle in the ground.

Yan Yici said to himself: "This is impossible, it is impossible for me to lose to you, I represent Wubang, and represent the righteous path of the whole world......"

"What is the right way?"

"The right way is to kill innocents indiscriminately, you take a good look at this ruin, and listen to the roar of the unjust souls inside, could it be that this is the right way advertised by your martial arts list?"

"The right way of bullshit. ”

Yan Yici's face became colder and colder, he moved his mouth, and found that he really had nothing to say.

At this moment, a spear shadow fell down from above, like a mountain, like thick soil, weighing as many million catties, Yan Yiqi hurriedly raised his sword to block, but how could the struggle of the Nine Turns Tianyue be resisted?

Yan Yici snorted, and even flew out with the people, and smashed down dozens of zhang away, on the ruins, Yan Yici was not dead, nor was he disabled, his hands were full of blood, which was cut by a broken tile, and Xiao Jiansheng was a blow to the top of the mountain, and it was enough to stop.

As for the reason, only Xiao Jiansheng knows.

Xiao Jiansheng helped the sweat-soaked hat, looked around calmly, swept from Yan Yici, swept from Lu Sixian and the others, his eyes did not look further away, where there was a woman's figure coming from the sky at a very fast speed.

Xiao Jiansheng sneered, his brows furrowed slightly, there were already nine more long swords condensed by telekinesis in front of him, with his current strength of the fourth-grade Nian Master, if the woman in the Daoming yellow dress couldn't notice it and suddenly collided, she would be immortal and crippled.

The woman got closer and closer, holding the sword in one hand and constantly changing gestures in the air, until she was less than a hundred zhang away from Xiao Jiansheng, and suddenly the tip of the sword reached forward and pointed directly at Xiao Jiansheng's throat, just when the woman was less than a few feet away from the nine swords of mental power, Xiao Jiansheng was suddenly frightened, and all the swords of mental power were dispersed in an instant.

Xiao Jiansheng looked at the woman who stabbed with the sword in a daze, and there was only one voice in his heart, it was too similar, if the black hair turned white, she would be her.

"Bang", as if something was pierced, this movement was frightening, Xiao Jiansheng chuckled and looked at the woman holding the sword, the two were only half a sword and an arm's distance, he quietly admired the woman's beauty, and forgot the long sword that pierced into the body.

The woman also seemed a little surprised, causing her to suddenly be a little overwhelmed, her sword was trembling, the sharp blade was cutting Xiao Jiansheng's body a little bit, she watched the splattered and bleeding stupidly did not dodge, any blood splattered on her gorgeous dress.

The woman's voice was very low and said, "This princess wants to kill you for Yan Yici......"

Having said that, she didn't draw her sword and raise it again, she had never killed anyone, especially this kind of watching her sword stab into the chest of a strange man, he didn't hide, the long spear in her hand that made her daunting kept poking into the ground, and she didn't move for half a minute.

Princess Zhao Lingxue's mind was suddenly blank, she had an indescribable sense of frustration, she wanted to draw her sword, but she couldn't pull it out, the two of them had been deadlocked, and there were a few more people around, Yan Yici, Lu Sixian, and two other people, and an expressionless old woman.

Zhao Lingxue suddenly turned to look at her master and said, "Master, kill him for me." ”

The old woman shook her head slowly and said: "When your father invited the teacher to go down the mountain, the teacher had a condition, that is, he was only responsible for taking care of you, and did not participate in the disputes between the rivers and lakes. ”

Zhao Lingxue's heart suddenly pounded, her little face was flushed, although she was the palace master, but at this time, there were some six gods without a master, she swallowed and said: "But, the apprentice ......"

At this moment, the sword in Zhao Lingxue's hand broke, half of it remained in her hand, and the other half remained in Xiao Jiansheng's body, Xiao Jiansheng could sense the undisguised killing intent in Lu Sixian's eyes, but they didn't dare, they could only retreat and look at Zhao Lingxue from afar, including Yan Yici, who didn't dare to let Zhao Lingxue act now, he was not a real colt now.

Zhao Lingxue exhaled and looked at Xiao Jiansheng who was bleeding endlessly, the broken sword in her hand was dead, but she was powerless to lift it again, just when she didn't know how to deal with this moment, Xiao Jiansheng smiled and said: "Little princess, your sword is broken, the broken sword is only suitable for discarding, and you can't kill anymore." ”

Xiao Jiansheng's hand slowly touched a narrow package behind him, followed the package, moved two steps forward, and gently leaned on Zhao Lingxue's bright yellow skirt, so close that he could clearly smell the smell of Zhao Lingxue's body.

Just when Zhao Lingxue was a little embarrassed, Xiao Jiansheng turned around and left, taking half of the sword belonging to Zhao Lingxue.