On the Purple Mountain, under the full moon, the white-clothed city lord has a blue-robed dragon head!

The Ximen sword faced the bright moon, and a sword stabbed out, and under the sky, the sword qi was sharp, as if it was about to pierce the night.

The blue-robed figure pulled out a long sword, and a blue light flashed, it was a sword and a person!

If there are really immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods in heaven and earth, they will definitely be moved by this sword.

The two of them were facing each other, just a stab.

The people on the beach were obviously miles away, and they were still shocked by the edge of the sword qi!

After this sword, whether it is Nan Mingdao or Wan Jiang, there is no doubt that they and Gongzi Yu are just fighting, and they don't understand!

But in the world, in addition to Gongzi Yu, who can stab this sword in the realm of the Yin God, is there a second person?

The White Cloud City Lord stood upright, dressed as white as snow, and said, "Your sword is not bad!" ”

A voice came from under the blue-robed man's dragon head mask: "It's a pity that my sword is not used to see." ”

His swordsmanship is a murderous swordsmanship!

Ximen Jian looked at this person and said, "The person who taught me the sword also told me that only when he kills people, the swordsman is really alive!" ”

"Good! Take me a sword! Gongzi Yu said loudly!

The words fell, and a sword had been stabbed!

No one can describe the sharpness and speed of that sword, no one can imagine, and no one can dodge.

I'm talking about no one, and naturally including the White Cloud City Lord!

A sword pierced into Simon's chest, and he watched the blood bloom under the sword.

Who can see the splendor of that moment?

At this time, everyone in the audience was surprised, and more people just didn't expect Ximen Jian to be defeated so quickly!

And Qi Huan and the old man beside him were amazed by this sword.

When the sword is stabbed, there is nothing like that beauty.

Qi Huan can't stab it!

And the old man of heaven and man didn't believe that the Yin God could stab this sword, but this is the reality!

In the old man's opinion, this sword himself is unstoppable!

This sword can kill the heavens!

Ximen Jian's voice was still cold, but there was a hint of misery on his face!

"Why don't you stab it in?"

The voice was flat, although it was a question, but there was not the slightest doubt!

Gongzi Yu, who was in the green robe, said: "This is my sword, I haven't seen your sword yet!" ”

Hearing Gongzi Yu's words, the eternal expression on Ximen Jian's face changed!

Show a faint smile!

"Okay, I'll show you my sword!"

Ximen Jian has a warm feeling in his cold appearance, but he can't get rid of loneliness in his life, because this loneliness is innate!

Ximen's sword white clothes floated by, and the sword in his hand bloomed again!

The face has changed from the original arrogance!

The arrogant character of ice and snow on the distant mountains, the shining life like a meteor in the winter night, and the unparalleled sword in the world.

This is Simon Sword!

The sword was still as shiny as snow, but the sword intent was desolate and hissed!

Under the full moon, the moonlight is reflected.

Pale garments like snow.

A sword as pale as snow.

Pale side face like snow.

Loneliness as pale as snow.

This sword his people have been fused with the sword, his people are the sword, as long as his people are there, everything in heaven and earth is his sword!

Between heaven and earth, there is nothing else except the vast sword peak!

Under the sharp sword aura, the originally vibrant flowers and trees lost their color. Even, the sun, moon and stars were shrouded in this sword aura full of death intent, and they dimmed.

As if it was reincarnation, a sword pierced Gongzi Yu's chest, and he watched the blood bloom under the sword.

When Ximen Sword withdrew the long sword, the string of blood flowers that slipped off the blade of the sword was so brilliant!

Simon Sword stood erect and was dressed as white as snow, like a sculpture that had stood there since ancient times. 

Gongzi Yu said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Sexual idiocy is its ambition, so the bookworm must work, the art idiot must have good skills, and the world is not successful, and they all call themselves not stupid." ”

"I thought my sword would be brilliant enough! I didn't expect you to be more stupid than me! ”

In the eyes of ordinary people, these "idiots" behave perversely and incomprehensibly.

Their attachment to hobbies is actually a pure and unblemished noble sentiment.

Simon Sword is a sword idiot!

Ximen Jian's face turned pale: "At least you're not lonely!" ”

The emotions in human nature are like loneliness, which are maggots attached to the bones, and if they are contaminated, don't want to get rid of them easily.

No one understands Ximen Jian's words, but Gongzi Yu does!

Gongzi Yu laughed and said, "You're right! At least I'm not lonely, I have something else but a sword! And you are more lonely than the sword! ”

In fact, Ximen Jian knows the joy of life very well, he usually likes the music of flute and guqin, and loves to appreciate the beauty of nature.

It's just that whenever he stands on Baiyun City, he always thinks of loneliness!

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains.

Baiyun City has always been a lonely city, and he is also born lonely!

Simon Sword has always been lonely, and from the moment he decided to dedicate himself to kendo, the seeds of loneliness were buried deep in his heart.

When he first entered the way of the sword, when he became a little successful, the shadow of loneliness became even stronger.

Pursuing kendo, for the sake of proving the avenue, he did not hesitate to dedicate his life, and when he was alone, he became more and more lonely.

Everyone in the audience didn't expect to witness such a splendid two swords!

It doesn't seem to be a swordsmanship in the world, but I don't know if the ghosts and gods can catch these two swords!

There are no winners and no losers in this competition!

Both of them are unparalleled swordsmen in the world!

It's just a pity, both of them are seriously injured!

The top of the Forbidden City, worthy of its name, is really the pinnacle of battle!

The two people on the mountain turned and left, and disappeared!

And everyone under the mountain also left!

Qi Huan also left with the crowd, although he witnessed the two swords at the peak, but Qi Huan did not forget this dark scene in the dark!

What is the layout of the two celestials?

In Qi Huan's opinion, the two should be in a gang!

So were the two actually injured?

If not, why pretend to be hurt?

To whom to attract?

Qi Huan didn't want to know all this, this whirlpool was too big, and it was not something that Qi Huan could involve.

......

Xishan, two figures surrounded Ximen Sword!

Ximen Jian looked at the two of them and said, "Who are you?" ”

Although the two of them didn't hide it at all, Ximen Jian still didn't know these two people!

One of them, also holding a sword in one hand, spoke: "There is no need to delay time, your ancestor of the Simon clan has already been attracted away by us." ”

Ximen Jian frowned, still the same sentence: "Who are you?" ”

The man with the sword drew his sword and said, "It is impossible to tell you!" If you weren't hurt, we'd both be afraid of it, but it's a pity! ”

Another square-faced person spoke: "The Ximen Sword of the Lord of Baiyun City is worthy of its name!" I can't take your last sword, but you can't use it either! ”

Ximen Jian said indifferently: "Why don't you two try it?" ”

The two glanced at each other, without hesitation, and shot at the Ximen Sword with a sword and a punch!