358 A peerless swordsman from a hundred years ago

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Some people couldn't wait to go out of the city and into the mountains.

Even in that mountain, I don't know how many people have already died, but the world is like this, starving to death the bold, supporting the cowardly, whoever has the ability, strength, and courage will be able to come out.

People have to fight, even if it costs their lives.

They are also smart, since there is a hidden weapon, then find a secret weapon to walk with, since it is poisonous, then naturally they have to find a drug expert to accompany them, go in twos and threes, and even some people use the method of Miao Jiang Gu poison to drive poisonous insects and explore the way in the forest.

For a time, the eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers.

The road is a road after all, there is an end, Rao is dangerous every step, killing machines everywhere, but when a corpse is paved and piled up, no matter how powerful the hidden weapon trap is, there are useless times.

But more people are waiting, thinking about sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, and finally reaping the benefits of the fisherman, and the few remaining small people don't have to wait, because these people are all top masters, strong people, famous, nameless, powerful, or hidden, they have high martial arts and high means, of course, they don't need to come up step by step like those ordinary people.

Although it has entered autumn, the world is bleak, the mountain wind is cold, but in this mountain, it is still a heavy mountain stack, mostly steep and dangerous peaks, steep and towering, half hidden in the sea of mountain mist and clouds.

However, the sea of fog is moving.

At the time of the alternation of day and night, the morning sun in the distance is first revealed, the morning light is sprinkled, and the vast sea of clouds suddenly becomes a golden ocean, tumbling and gathering, scattering and changing, and there are amazing wonders from time to time.

In the sea of clouds, there is a person, from a far away a dangerous volley flew down, white clothes are better than snow, sharp edge, this person holds a sword in his hand, his face is handsome and cold, such as an iceberg, under the distance, people have been like a sword, coming from the west.

The steep and dangerous peak is here, not to mention as far as a hundred zhang away, but this person is relying on peerless light skills, and with the momentum of the unity of human swords, he wants to cross this hundred zhang moat, which is not amazing.

It's just that he swept out twenty or thirty zhang, and the sea of fog above his head suddenly saw a strong wind, and the waves were set off one after another, and at this moment, a terrible eagle roared in his ears, and two golden eagle claws poked down from the air, and rushed straight to the door of this person's face. What's even more unbelievable is that under this eagle's claw, the hidden trick changes, the man is not smiling, and Gujing Wubo's face also faintly shows a trace of emotion, who would have thought that this bird would know an amazing claw skill?

But he seems to have prepared, he has a horizontal sword, the sword has not been unsheathed, but it has no edge, and his face is even more chilling.

The long sword was sheathed, and it was pointed out again and again, pointing directly at the heart of the eagle's talon.

The two fought in the air in an instant.

Although the sword was not unsheathed, the sword qi had already come out through the sheath, but when I heard the two "poof" sounds, the eagle claw had seen a wound, a small wound.

The man's eyes were brighter, but the sword in his hand was about to be unsheathed, and he didn't want to be in the depths of the mountains and seas, and there was a faint sound of the piano, the sound of the piano was ethereal, like mountains and flowing water, penetrating people's hearts and lungs, it was a goshawk that had swooped down, but at this moment, it retreated, and turned around.

Looking at such an incredible scene, the man didn't have time to think about it, he was in the air, and now if he was careless, it was inevitable that he would never recover, and he would be shattered.

He lifted his breath in his mouth, the internal force in his body operated to the extreme, his body flipped in the air, his arms were extended, and the momentum of his fall had changed into a bird gliding, like an arrow from the string, swooping towards the most mysterious steep peak.

It's not just this one.

There is also someone else, this person is Lu Xiaofeng.

He didn't do any peerless light skills at the moment, he used to walk, and walked leisurely, he can do this, thanks to a good friend he has, "Wonderful Boss" Zhu Zhu, as early as from the mouth of Sikong Xingxing learned about all the dangers in the mountains, he asked Zhu Zhu to make him a wooden man, this wooden man not only moves freely with his hands and feet, but also hollow in the body, and can hide people inside, driven by him, not afraid of hidden weapons, not afraid of water and fire, but also not afraid of poison, it is really good.

Lu Xiaofeng shook the wooden man, carefully looking at the changes along the way, the trend of the ravines, and the bones everywhere, although most of these bones had been covered by the wind and dust, how could he not recognize them, looking at the weapons on the ground with the marks of the various sects, he was shocked in his heart.

"How many people must have died here?"

Seeing that his friend had reached the high mountain, Lu Xiaofeng forced his mind and rushed all the way to the foot of the mountain, but he was dumbfounded again, the way up the mountain was gone, to be precise, it was broken, the height of the section was more than forty-one zhang, and the fracture was even more flat, as if it had been cut off by life, a hundred years of time, and now the mountain wall has become extremely slippery, full of moss, when the real wall stands like a man, I am afraid that the mountain mandrill old ape in the mountain will also sigh, unless it grows wings and flies up.

Looking at the section, Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have seen something extremely scary, he took a deep breath and lifted his breath.

The next moment, he has walked out of the wooden man, went up, he used the fingering, index finger and middle finger together, the strength of the dark gathering, has flown straight up, and then went straight to more than ten zhang, when the end of the fall, two fingers buckled into the potential wall, a press and a press, the body shape is like a flying feather swinging, light as nothing, floating out of the dust.

With the gradual rise into the sky, a secret that had been isolated from the world for a long time and sealed for a hundred years was gradually revealed.

But Lu Xiaofeng hadn't gone up completely, he had already felt that there were two sword qi on the top of the mountain, facing each other from afar, and they were rushing into the sky.

It turned out that there were already people on the mountain.

But apparently this man had just arrived.

When Lu Xiaofeng caught up, the scene in front of him made him not shocked, and he was dumbfounded, but when he saw that on this steep peak, there was a huge flat land, and at the end of the flat land, there was a huge hall standing, standing with his back against the steep peak, majestic and majestic, as if he had taken away the creation of heaven and earth, and it was half hidden in the mountain mist, which was a magnificent spectacle.

On the flat ground, there are already two people facing each other from afar.

A person with a cold face, dressed in Shengxue white clothes, standing with his hair draped, holding an ancient sword in his arms, his eyes are cold, like the ice that does not melt all year round on the snowy mountain, the sword eyebrows, thin lips, and cheeks are ridged, his whole person is like a sword, a sharp sword, revealing the coldness of the living, as if a glance, can make people's five organs freeze, he stands still.

The other person is also dressed in white, with a slight beard on his face, wearing a crown of beads, and a pair of eyes are as clear as two cold stars.

Lu Xiaofeng's face changed, he smiled a little bitterly, and at the same time he was a little nervous in his heart, the two top swordsmen in the world actually met in this coincidence, one can be called a god, and the other is an immortal in the sword, will there be a battle?

He didn't want to know, and he didn't dare to know.

Fortunately, the two just looked at each other from afar, and gathered their qi and collected their edge, if they want to fight a decisive battle, this is neither a good place nor a good time, not to mention, there are people beside them.

Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ye Gucheng?"

He looked at the man with the crown of beads and an extraordinary appearance.

The man also turned his head, this person's face was very white, not pale, not miserable, but white as jade, crystal moist, not stained with dust, white makes people lose their minds, a pair of eyes are even brighter and clearer, looking forward to a sweep, as if the stars are shining.

"Lu Xiaofeng?"

But suddenly, at this time, this person let out a light "huh" and looked at another place, Ximen Fuxue also looked at that place, and then Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng slowly frowned and twisted his eyebrows, as if he was surprised and suspicious.

"Sword Qi?"

In the mountain wall, there is a sword qi overflowing at this moment, and the edge is vigorous, although it is difficult to see with the naked eye, they have seen that the fog around the mountain wall is invisibly cut into countless pieces like cloth at this moment, which is not amazing.

Suddenly, on the mountain wall, I was surprised to see cracks and lines, and between the gaps, I saw thousands of millimeters of light sword qi breaking through the wall, and the mountain fog on the stone flat stood like a big wave that was pushed away, and it went straight away, turning into a circle of ripples, swinging to the eight directions of heaven and earth.

"Su Qing, come out and fight me!"

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a sword light is cold on 19 continents.

Then a long roar was heard, and a long roar resounded through the mountains.

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