The ninth day of the first month of March.

Outside Tianxiang Villa, the twilight clouds are low, and the twilight rain is like dust

But in front of the magnificent and spacious house, everyone was holding long swords, as if facing a great enemy.

Since the head of the Chu family founded the villa, this Tianxiang villa has been a veritable martial arts giant, famous and not overbearing.

Over the past dynasties, the head of the Chu family has been a rare first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and until this generation, there is a Chu immortal stream, with his amazing swordsmanship rampant in the martial arts, it is difficult to resist.

But now.

On this day, Xiangshan Villa is facing an unprecedented crisis.

The cool breeze and drizzle, the smooth ground, was smeared with gray.

On the stone path paved with spring flowers not far away, you can see a few figures strolling in the rain.

"He's coming!"

A nervous and solemn low cry fell, and all the Chu family disciples tightened their shurikens one after another, and their faces flowed, not knowing whether it was rain or sweat, and their complexions changed.

Among them, many of them are still members of the Lei family.

"Chu Xianliu!"

Su Qing lifted her eyelids slightly, and as soon as her eyes fell, she had already taken a step towards the paper umbrella.

It's just that he didn't make much movement, but as soon as the rain silk was close to his body, it all dissipated out of thin air, evaporated, and for a while, from a distance, it only seemed that Su Qing burst out of a hazy mist, ethereal and blurry, so fantastic and magnificent.

Chu Xianliu's big sleeves fluttered, his face was solemn, his eyes flickered and changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I can't imagine that I haven't seen you for many years, your martial arts have advanced to such a level, and you are a genius in the sky, which is extraordinary!" ”

The more he looked at it, the more shocked he became, but it was Su Qing's mixed white hair, and now he actually had the intention of turning blue and black, could it be that he really got the Danshu fire talisman in the pure yang iron box, and cultivated immortal arts, but he actually gave birth to such a vision.

"Have you broken through the mystery of the Pure Yang Iron Box?"

Su Qing said softly: "It's not a mystery, it's just a martial arts secret book, and there is a strange treasure!" ”

He held the sword and his right hand suddenly tightened, but when he heard a "choking" sound, a four-foot green rainbow had already flown out of the sheath on its own, flipped and fell, and was inserted in the rain, and the sword body still trembled and buzzed.

This sword system is bizarre, the color is ink blue, look at it from afar, the whole body is only like the green jade cast, slender as one, the hilt and the sword body are embedded with a clear round bead, like a dragon's eye, the yin and yang in it are alternated, such as the wind and clouds surging, especially strange.

"The long sword is nameless, come back for a while today!"

Su Qing was dressed in green clothes, as if he was about to swing in the wind.

"Thinking of your Chu family, it is also fair and fair, there are few evil things, take me three moves, after three moves, the enmity and hatred will be eliminated, life and death will not matter!"

Chu Xianliu's eyes were contemplative, the sleeves of his robe were shocked, and he immediately saw a three-foot long sword spit out, as if it was shocked, trembling in the rain, and falling into his hand. I think he has a very high self-esteem in the past half of his life, but he also has the ability to be proud, and his natural swordsmanship is the world's first-class, looking at the world, the only thing that can beat him with swordsmanship is the ram feather, half a move, he missed the first sword in the world.

Since then, he has never produced a sword, but only a ram feather is worthy of his sword.

The only exceptions were five years ago, and now.

The martial arts of the person in front of him had reached the point of being extraordinary, and now he is afraid that it is becoming more and more incredible.

He held his sword in his hand, and he had shown his determination.

Su Qing's eyelids trembled, and he didn't move under his feet, but he suddenly raised his hand and lifted his sleeves, his big sleeves fluttered, and the wind and rain in front of him condensed into a beam of flowing water, splashing on the nameless sword body. China Library

trembled lightly, but in an instant, the splashing water suddenly condensed into countless condensed ice beads, and coincidentally, they all flew towards Chu Xianliu, like a rain of arrows, splitting their heads and covering their faces.

Chu Xianliu's face sank, the sword momentum was light and agile, and the long sword shook in the air, only to shake out thousands of bright sword flowers, one by one as if they were covered with the ice beads.

For a while, dingdingding......

The sound of a crisp collision was incessant.

The rain was chaotic.

Most of the ice beads in the sky have been broken by it, and the ones that are not broken have fallen to the ground together, embedded in the soil and rocks.

As soon as the move fell, Su Qing suddenly flexed his fingers and flicked the sword body in the air, his fingers broke through the air, and the sword body trembled even more, but the sword body shook and trembled, and the brilliance suddenly appeared, and a cold energy came out through the sword, shooting directly at Chu Xianliu, and as soon as it passed along the way, the wind and rain froze and the cold was pressing.

Chu Xianliu's sword momentum stopped, and when he saw the cold air attacking again, he subconsciously raised his sword to meet it, but as soon as the tip of his sword collided with that qi, he immediately saw that the cold energy not only condensed but did not disperse, but also flowed up along the sword body, and the long sword was frozen in the blink of an eye, and the person holding the sword was also frozen by the ice, maintaining the movement after the sword was released.

"Ahh

Seeing that Chu Xianliu was frozen on the spot, the Chu family was all stunned.

"Death to the thief!"

One after another.

Just before he could make a move, Chu Xianliu's ice statue first trembled, and then exploded completely.

Looking at it again, I saw that Chu Xianliu's face was pale, his eyebrows were very solemn, and he stood with a pestle sword in his hand, swaying, like. At the beginning of his recovery from a serious illness, he had already broken Su Qing's moves, and he said weakly: "You have made two moves, and there is still the last move!" ”

Su Qing didn't say anything, the sword fingers were drawn together, and the long sword inserted upside down on the ground flew back on its own in an instant and fell into his hand.

The long sword was in hand, Su Qing's qi was very different, and there were earth-shaking changes, and the edge on it was uncertain, but seeing Su Qing holding the sword in his right hand, and making a sword finger with his left hand, the long sword was erected, seeing that Su Qing was ready to attack, Chu Xianliu actually made a decision immediately, did not retreat and counterattacked, and rushed into the twilight rain, and the long sword shook out thousands of cold lights, like wind and rain, and it was extremely dense.

Su Qing's expression was neither sad nor joyful, and the tip of the sword suddenly pulled up, only pulling all the wind and rain in a radius of five or six zhang above his head into the sword momentum, and then the tip of the sword was horizontal.

He said, "Retreat! ”

Who will return?

Chu Xian retreated.

His pupils shrank, his long sword suddenly retracted, and he changed from attack to defense, but he saw an unbelievable scene in front of him.

But seeing the wind and rain above Su Qing's head, it seemed that the tip of the sword was rushing towards him obliquely, and what was even more terrifying was that thousands of drizzles were now turned into countless fine needles condensed by ice, like silk and hair, but it was indescribably terrifying, falling on the ground, the stone slab was instantly gray, and there were countless small holes, falling on the flowers and plants, and the flowers and plants turned into powder in an instant.

Witnessing such a terrifying sword move, Chu Xianliu was covered in sweat and hair, and his scalp was numb, but the tip of the sword was picked down, and as soon as he lifted it, the neatly paved stone slab under his feet flew off the ground like a curtain and waves, blocking the terrifying rain.

For a while, in the rain, only the sound of thousands of gold and stones was heard, and it lasted for a long time before the movement dissipated

I saw that the stone slab that was lifted had already been washed into dust by thousands of ice needles.

Chu Xianliu's heart palpitated, his face was covered with cold sweat, what kind of swordsmanship is this? It can make the wind and rain kill the enemy with a sword, and it is really close to the gods and demons.

He took a breath and was about to speak, but he looked up, and couldn't help but be stunned, but it was already empty before they met, the wind and rain were still there, but those few people were gone.

Dare to love Su Qing, they don't know when they have left.

Chu Xianliu was silent, and then turned around.

"Order, from today onwards, the village will be closed for half a year, and the disciples of the Chu family will no longer be allowed to set foot in the rivers and lakes, and they are not allowed to meddle in the affairs of martial arts!"