On the plain in front of the snow customs, the sword qi is wantonly venting;

Man, the reason why he is human,

It's because he has more complex emotions that are beyond the beasts.

Detached from the instinct to survive, or even from the uselessness of survival and even harmful emotions.

In this world, there are not many people who can understand the Sword Master.

When he was a child, what Yu Huaping looked forward to most every day was to go to a time-honored restaurant outside the imperial city to eat a bowl of soup cakes, with a rich meat aroma, accompanied by a large handful of green onions and coriander, the taste was enough to make people intoxicated.

The life experience is miserable, and the difficulty of the eldest brother being like a father is all eliminated in this hot white air.

When he was young, the sword master followed his master to learn swords, and the master of the sword master was not famous in the rivers and lakes, because the peak of his master's life was only an eight-rank swordsman.

It is entrusting it to an ordinary wealthy family as an offering, but it is not enough to have food and clothing, but if you want to make a name for yourself in this river and lake, it is really not qualified.

However, all a true genius needs is the first sword and the first set of the most basic sword training methods.

After all, inside the stone, whether it is jade essence or black and dark has no effect on whether you use fine iron to open the stone or use a broken file.

Before his death, the master said to Yu Huaping:

You are you,

I am me,

I can teach you that you have no regrets in this life;

It's my fortunath that you met me;

I am your master, but you don't have to tell outsiders who the teacher is, in the future, the road of kendo will definitely have a mountain that belongs to you, and you don't need you to make a name for yourself.

This is a grasshopper wielding a sword, how can the sun and the moon shine together.

Therefore, no one in the world knows who the master of the Sword Master is, and always thinks that it is an unborn kendo master, but in fact, he is just a free and easy old man who is unwilling to rub his apprentice's light with a shy face until he dies.

When people reach middle age, they settle down.

A sword, challenge everywhere, accumulate the height of your own swordsmanship, and at the same time, also pile up your own four swordsmen.

The word "sacred" can be used on him, proving that the entire Jianghu is convinced of its monument on the road of swordsmanship.

The Baili family has the blessing of the Zhao family of the Qianguo behind him, Li Liangshen has the blessing of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion and the iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army under his command, and the swordsmith of the Chu State has the blessing of the great nobles of Chu for hundreds of years;

Only he Yu Huaping, although his surname is Yu, he has really risen from the recklessness.

The people of the rivers and lakes should come from the rivers and lakes, so this rivers and lakes will use the only word "saint" on his body.

In the words of the Jianghu people themselves, what does the other family have to do with the rivers and lakes?

Only Yu Huaping is the original person.

The rise of the grassroots and the life of a sword are the real dreams of the young heroines and heroines.

killed the old Situ family master and helped Situ Lei seize the throne; rebelled against the Jin Emperor, and his brother was killed in battle; The savages entered the customs, and the lives were devastated.

When people reach middle age, it seems that there will always be a period of confusion, in the words of General Zheng, it is the so-called midlife crisis, and the Sword Master is no exception.

Looking back, you will realize that you have done so much fucking things before;

Looking forward to the future, I found that the future was actually a mess in my sight.

The calm of the sea only temporarily suppressed the rough seas.

Required,

Just a gust of sea breeze,

Just a dark cloud,

Just a petrel,

Suddenly,

punctured everything, broke this ridiculous calm;

Some people will collapse because of this, sit on the ground and cry profusely;

and some people will break out with the trend;

Obviously, Juggernaut falls into the latter category.

Perhaps, even the Sword Saint himself didn't expect that the situation would become like this, just to assassinate a second devil, and to fight everything for himself?

But things just happened naturally and developed......

If you don't regret asking him,

He will probably ask you:

In this world, can there be a curved blade?

Long Yuan in hand,

Turned into a crimson horseman,

The Sword Saint's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose were overflowing with blood, but his whole person showed a strange refreshment.

The depression in the chest, at this moment, calm down!

A sword,

Long Yuan sacrificed,

Around the sword saint, he drew a circle,

Time

A hundred savage knights had a sword cut in their chests,

The armor they had just captured seemed as thin as a cicada's wings in front of Long Yuan at this time.

Many savages still lowered their heads in disbelief and looked at the hole in their chests, and they were just like that...... He's dead?

The corpse of a savage warrior fell from his warhorse,

And this,

And that's just the beginning!

I

Yu Huaping has been practicing swords for 30 years,

Thirty years of sword raising,

How can this be all there is to it?

Long Yuan flew out again, piercing the bodies of savages one by one, with the Sword Master as the center of the circle, and the savage warriors around him fell off their horses one by one, and in the air, one after another clouds of blood mist were filled, like the ceremonial flowers of life, blooming for withering.

If it is said that Grimu's death is like a heavy hammer, hitting these savage warriors in their hearts,

so

At this time, the terrifying power of the Sword Saint showed,

It's like a whip after a whip,

It's crushing the guts in their hearts.

This man is the devil!

This man is invincible!

For a while, in the encirclement, the savage knights in the inner circle began to hold the reins, but the savage knights on the periphery continued to pour in.

situation

In fact, it hasn't gotten much better.

however

The Sword Master, who was already covered in blood, didn't care about his situation at all.

"Since the heavens have descended on me between heaven and earth, there must be a story for future generations to see!"

today

Outside the Snow Customs,

Swordsman of the Dead Country,

For the homeland,

Defend the country again!

Long Yuan flies by,

A sword aura was released from the sword saint's body, like a thunderbolt;

On this line,

Dozens of savage knights were hanged along with men and horses.

The next moment,

Juggernaut holds up his head with one hand,

The cold winter wind is like a sword piercing people,

Now I use frost as a sword, and flesh as a sacrifice!

In the cold wind, a series of sword qi phantoms appeared, and they pierced the neck of the savage, penetrated the armor of the savage, and cut off the war horse of the savage.

For a while, nearly a hundred horses fell to the ground screaming.

The sword saint's figure shook slightly, but his momentum did not fall at all, and he shouted,

The dragon yuan that had just flown out returned again,

Rushing up,

Straight into the sky,

Followed by

It was like borrowing the edges and corners of frost and mist from the clouds, falling like hail and smashing down.

"Ahh!!!hh

"Ahhh!!!hhh

The screams were endless.

Some savage knights began to run, but there were also many savages who began to inspire the fierceness in their hearts, that is a kind of death anyway, I asked for a happy relief, and took the initiative to rush towards the sword saint.

however

Anyone who comes close to a savage knight within five zhang of the Sword Master will be cut in an instant.

The Sword Saint stood here like an inviolable deity.

Such an opponent is really desperate.

You must know that it was the iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army who fought in the bloody battle of Shatuo Que Shi back then, and here it was a savage, and it was not the real descendant of the savage king.

Their fighting will and fighting spirit naturally cannot be compared with the original Zhenbei Army.

In the past,

Yao Zizhan once wrote a poem for Baili Jian:

"Hundred miles of thunder knocking on the gate of heaven, try to ask who is the immortal in the sword!"

And today, at this moment,

The sword of the Sword Master planted the seeds of demons in the hearts of this group of savage knights, and even the brilliance of the stars could not erase this terrifying nightmare.

His strength seems to have overshadowed the starlight.

At this moment,

Hassi arrived, blue light bloomed on his body, and he shouted:

"He borrowed the power of this side of heaven and earth to forcibly open the realm, at this time, he can't move, and if he moves, he will fall into the realm, go up, behead his head, and give cattle and sheep slaves to seal thousands of households!"

For a moment, the surrounding savage knights immediately woke up, and Hasi, as the leader of the ushers, already had great prestige among the savages, and many savages plucked up their courage again and rushed over.

Hassi himself jumped to his feet, and between his eyebrows, a star streak circulated.

"Yu Huaping, your opponent is me!"

The sword saint covered in blood snorted coldly,

"You, don't deserve it."

In a flash

A sword aura burst out, and in an instant, it pierced the star mark between Haxi's eyebrows, and Haxi's whole person was like a kite with a broken string, forcibly changed direction in mid-air and fell down.

The person is not dead, and his eyes are still wide open, but the power of the stars in his body has been completely dispersed by the sword qi, and if he does not cultivate for several months, he will not be able to fight at all.

A sword,

No

It's just a sword qi!

And at this time,

In the face of the savage knights who are swarming again,

Long Yuan returned to the hands of the Sword Master,

He can't move, can't leave this position,

This is also the reason why he never tried to leave after forcibly opening the border.

It's not that I don't want to

Rather, it can't.

But he didn't feel like he was losing,

He let out a long howl:

"If you die today, you also need a thousand horses to accompany the funeral, there is still a lack of geometry, there is still a geometry, wait, come quickly!"

Long Yuan trembled,

Fly out again,

The blood mist continued to bloom, and the flesh and blood of the war horse and the human began to roll and superimpose in front of the Sword Master, and the smell of blood in the air was so thick that it was almost suffocating.

In a moment,

Of the 2,000 savage cavalry who came out of the village to block the attack, only half remained.

There is a saying in the rivers and lakes and in the army that a three-grade martial artist can block a thousand iron horsemen in the battle array!

Here's blocking, not killing!

And today,

In the land of the plains,

In the face of the charge of two thousand cavalry,

Without the help of the terrain, without moving the position, standing there without moving,

Obviously a swordsman,

But still in this way,

One person kills a thousand horsemen!

After the battle, when the rivers and lakes evaluate the swordsman again, there should be a new standard.

After today, the Baili Sword, which had faced the iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army and turned around and fled, will no longer be qualified to be on an equal footing with the Sword Saint of the Jin Kingdom!

finally

When the Dragon Yuan Sword fell back into the hands of the Sword Saint again,

sword

failed to fly out again,

Instead, it was inserted into the ground.

The aura on the sword master's body began to fall rapidly,

Like a fire,

After burning to your heart's content,

Slowly,

All that's left is scribbling and loneliness.

In front of him,

It's a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood,

But what the Juggernaut saw in his eyes,

But it was the little boy who was dancing with a wooden sword in the small courtyard of Shengle City, and the gentle woman standing behind the boy.

she

Still waiting for himself to come home,

But themselves,

I can't go back.

surnamed Zheng,

You're a very good person;

Her family,

You take care of it for me.

But

The Sword Saint also knew that the previous surnamed Zheng respected himself and unconditionally satisfied all his needs, that was because he was a Sword Saint, because he was a living Sword Saint.

But right away......

But

The corners of the sword master's mouth grinned,

Laughed:

"The surname is Zheng, you kid will calculate for me, how much silver can be folded down from this thousand-level military exploit, which is enough for the orphans and widows of that family to live!"

All around, the savage cavalry, which had already stopped again, saw that the Sword Master seemed to be exhausted, and began to ride their horses again and prepare to charge.

The Sword Master was no longer able to mention Long Yuan,

Silently looking at the sword stuck in the ground in front of him, indifferent, waiting for himself, the final destination.

He's tired,

He's really tired,

Full of depression, once gone, there is nostalgia, but there are no regrets.

"Bang!"

At this moment,

The two hundred Shengle knights led by Liang Cheng directly crashed into the savage battle circle!

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Thank you Wang__ for being the 89th leader of "Demon Lining"!