The night is getting deeper, and the crescent moon is high.

The silver light sprinkled down, the river reflected the moonlight flowing, and a flat boat went with the flow on the river. At the end of the boat sat a young man who did not look like a young man, holding an iron sword in his right hand and resting his left hand on the blade.

The three-foot-long blade was not too sharp, it was covered with gaps, but now this iron sword had become the sharpest and most terrifying sword in the world.

The iron sword drank blood, and the sword body became a little dim.

The toad's light flashed on any bun, and the silver hair seemed to reflect the silver glow, and any face showed a very wonderful expression. Some happy, some dissatisfied, and looking at his eyes again, there seemed to be some inexplicable brilliance.

Suddenly he stood up, and when he stood up, his whole being seemed to change.

With a straight back, a straight figure standing at the bow of the ship, any whole person is like a sword, a sword that is about to be unsheathed, the most terrifying time. In his hand, the sword body shimmered in the moonlight, and a chill oozed from the blade.

It's the same with his people.

The moment he stood up, his people seemed to radiate radiance, and even the cold air that was cold to the marrow of his bones seemed to have invaded out of his body, and the river seemed to become cold.

This body seems to be bound by an infinite amount of power, perhaps this power has always been there, but it was not exposed before.

With any movement of the hand, the sword light has flown up!

A sword stabbed out lightly, looking not very fast, but the sword light flashed seven times in a row.

The iron sword began to change, and the moves began to change, and it came like the wind, so naturally.

The sword light flashed brighter and brighter, and the sword light flashed faster and faster, and the rain suddenly dripped down......

It seems to be easy to swing at will, but every move and style is shocked by the essence of the sword that countless people have worked hard to achieve.

The essence of the sword was forced out one by one, and the sword wind was formed one by one, and the rain was cut and swept away like a curtain. The rain was marked with sword marks, and the sword marks were washed away by the rain, but the sword marks increased dramatically in the rain.

A curtain of water flew out and landed on the rocks, leaving a hole and submerging into the river, forming a line.

He understated and swayed it suitably, the iron sword was in his hand, and in an instant, he changed into a thirteen-style swordsmanship, without any stagnation!

At this time, the Thirteen Styles of the Heaven-Shattering Universe should have been extinct, and they were exhausted, but the sword was in any hand, and he swung the Fourteenth Style.

This sword is not in the thirteen styles, and this sword is not boundary, nor is it out of order, and it is a little abrupt, it is like he wielded a sword indiscriminately.

But this sword came faster than the thirteenth type, and it swept out an amazing sword light, which was extremely beautiful and extremely terrifying.

After a sword, the sword momentum stopped.

The sword marks in the rain dissipated, and then a long sigh came from the rain, and a touch of regret flashed on Arbitrary's face, and he sighed: "It's still not done!" ”

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What happened in the mansion of Liu Sanye in Hengshan couldn't help but be rumored...... First in Hengshan City, and then in just seven days, it spread throughout the seven provinces, and the black and white rivers and lakes all knew that Wudang Holy Hand had betrayed the division.

Nowadays, everyone in the world knows that the holy hand of the divine doctor, arbitrary, one person and one sword, first killed more than 20 disciples of the Qingcheng faction, and even Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng faction, was killed under his sword, and then he killed the 'Tuota hand' Ding Mian, the 'crane hand' Lu Bai, the 'big Songyang hand' Fei Bin, and more than 30 disciples of the Songshan faction in Liu Zhengfeng's mansion.

Because Liu Zhengfeng had collusion with the Demon Sect, he helped out, and it was already rumored in the rivers and lakes that he had also joined the Demon Sect.

However, since then, Liu Zhengfeng's family has disappeared into the Jianghu martial arts, but they have gone through this battle at will, and they have become famous and famous in the Jianghu martial arts.

In addition to his murderous reputation, his murderous swordsmanship is also widely spread in the rivers and lakes.

It wasn't the Wudang swordsmanship, nor was it the swordsmanship of any sect or sect of the White Dao, no one had ever seen such a terrible swordsmanship...... At this point, the fact that he arbitrarily joined the Demon Sect became more and more confirmed.

At least most of the people in the rivers and lakes think so, and they think so.

Wudang Zixiao Palace, Hengshan Dingyi, Taishan Tianmen and Songmen, successively visited the head of the sect and the head of the Xuxu Dao.

After learning that he had left Wudang at will, the head of the Chongxu Dao acquiesced.

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Connecting the Qinling Mountains in the south and overlooking the Huangwei Mountains in the north, since ancient times, Huashan has been called "the first strange danger in the world". In addition, Huashan is lush and full of grace.

When I left Hengshan City and came to the foot of Huashan Mountain, more than three months had passed.

This is not the first time he has come to Huashan, as early as two years ago, he had climbed to the top of Huashan. It's just that at that time, he was only looking for medicine, but this time he was fighting for the sword.

Feng Qingyang is carrying the Dugu Nine Swords, and his swordsmanship pays attention to the enemy's first opportunity, which is the extreme of seeking change in his moves.

The arbitrary earth-shattering fourteenth style has not yet been perfected, and it is always a little bit short of the charm in the sword, and he is about to find this charm in the sword from the Dugu Nine Swords.

Looking up at the mountain peaks in the clouds, arbitrarily and abruptly pulled up, a little on tiptoe, and landed a few feet away lightly and skillfully.

Then he lifted his spirit, withdrew and changed his shadow, flashed and moved, and suddenly swept between the mountains and forests. Every time it rises and falls, people shoot it like an arrow.

A green leaf under his feet, a thin branch, with a little bearing force, is like flat ground on it.

After flying for a while, I have seen the mountain peak, and when I lift my breath again, the speed increases.

Coming and going like electricity, thousands of miles away, now from the mountainside to the peak, the air began to thin out, the cold began to deepen, and the clouds became thicker.

At the top of the Jade Girl Peak is a dangerous cliff. The cliff is smooth, there is nothing to climb on the four walls, only a suspension bridge extends to the cliff. There is no grass here, only a shady tree. And there is a cave on the cliff, which is the place where the disciples of the Huashan School were imprisoned and punished after committing foul plays.

Suddenly, a long howl spread in the mountains and forests, and at this time, Linghu Chong stood on the edge of the cliff, and the howl was made by him.

The whistling continued, and Hu Chong's eyes flickered, as if he saw a shadow flashing. He took a few steps back, and in an instant he realized that something was wrong, and quickly turned back.

What caught his eye was a person, his appearance had never been looked at closely, but it was like snow and silver hair, and Hu Chong immediately realized who it was. As soon as the light shone, he immediately drew his sword, and Qingfeng slashed away diagonally.

The iron sword was behind him, and he didn't draw his sword at will, but popped out a finger, pointing at the knife, and the flying sword was slashed at the blade by his finger.

"Ding!"

The fingers extended the blade of the sword to the hilt of the sword...... Ling Hu Chong immediately felt the strength of his finger coming from the sword body, and this finger was extremely heavy; The sword moves of the Taishan faction are known for their heaviness and calmness, and Tian Boguang's fast knife is also very heavy.

Compared with this finger, it was far from it, the blade of the sword had been knocked to the left by the extremely heavy finger force, he almost couldn't hold it, and swam around three times before he could stabilize his body.

The tiger's mouth was a little numb, and Hu Chong looked at the person in front of him in horror.

"What are your plans for coming to my Huashan?"

Without saying anything, he turned and walked into the cave.

Seeing this, Linghu Chong gritted his teeth and followed.