Mu Yi and Cao Bing went all the way north, and finally arrived at Shenjian Pass on September 16. Along the way, the two chatted and competed, and the days of horse racing and drinking together were not as boring as when they rode alone before.

Shenjian Pass, one of the famous Xiongguan in Yuzhou, after Xiongguan is Xiongcheng, Mu Yi and Cao Bing stood on the head of Shenjian Pass and looked into the city, and the stretching roads and houses could not be seen at a glance!

With the protection of the tall city walls, the residents are always more assured, so Shenjian City has also become one of the big cities in Yuzhou, although it is not as good as the ancient capital of Luoyang, but it is already second to none in the cities of the same level.

According to Cao Bing's introduction, only Nanyue City, the capital of Lingnan and Nanyue, should be comparable to it, and in Mu Yi's impression, this kind of Xiongcheng seems to be only a place like Quanzhou Mansion where merchants gather can have such a grand scene.

The two of them, who are not short of money, rented two small courtyards with each other, and while practicing separately, they would also take time to make a few tentative moves, so that they could learn from each other and improve their understanding while maintaining their own combat state.

After the battle, the two would find a tavern to have a good meal, so their friendship continued to grow.

As for the authenticity of the information given by Mu Yi, it was successfully verified as early as the day he arrived at the Divine Sword Pass, because there were Jianghu guests in the Divine Sword Pass, both on the streets and in the alleys, discussing the scene of the world's number one killer, Yan Thirteen Swords, trying to take the lead, as if someone was secretly fueling the troubles.

Mu Yi and Cao Bing looked at each other and saw at a glance that it was the strength behind them - Tianzun.

What Cao Bing was puzzled about was that near the Divine Sword Pass was the territory of the Divine Sword Villa, why did the people of Tianzun dare to stir up the wind and rain in the territory of the Sword God.

Mu Yi probably guessed something, but it was not easy to say, so he could only wait quietly for the arrival of September 19.

In the early morning of September 18, an invitation was also delivered to Cao Bing, and at that time Mu Yi was practicing with Cao Bing.

"September 19, unitary time. On the side of the ancient road outside Luoyang City, under the ancient trees. Wash your throat and come with your sword! The letter was not signed, but it could be seen from the handwriting on the iron hook and silver that its owner was a swordsman, Yan Shisan.

The brows of the two furrowed at the same time, thinking about why Yan Shisan had changed places. And this problem is unsolvable, and you can only know it when you see Yan Shisan's face.

The two hurriedly packed their luggage, and then shot out and went straight to Luoyang.

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September 19, the end of autumn. It's unitary time, autumn has set, and the leaves are flying. There was a man standing under the falling leaves, as if he had become one with the autumn colors of the earth.

The two men and three horsemen came from afar with smoke and dust, and the white-clothed rider and the blood-clothed rider on horseback saw the man standing under the tree at the same time, so they grabbed the reins at the same time. Because he was too quiet, because the ground was too cold, there was a kind of indifference and tiredness that had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but there was a kind of murderous aura.

There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who can have such a murderous aura as strong as substance, and the person who can appear here must be Yan Shisan. He looked a little tired, perhaps because he had killed too many people, some of whom he shouldn't have killed. But he kills only because he never had a choice.

He had a sword in his hand, a long sword with a sheath of skin and gold, and thirteen pearls of beans on it.

There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who don't recognize this sword, and there are not many who don't know him. His people and sword were already famous when he was seventeen years old, and now that he is nearly middle-aged, he can no longer let go of this sword, and others will not allow him to put down this sword, and when he puts down this sword, his life will end.

Fame is sometimes like a burden, a burden that can never be shaken off.

At this time, Mu Yi and the others should still be three or five miles away from the big tree, and on another avenue, there was a person who strode towards Yan Shisan.

Mu Yi looked at it from a distance, and with his faint vision, he could clearly see the appearance of the person who came - fresh clothes, iron blue face, a long sword stuck obliquely behind his shoulder, but a pair of eyes were like unsheathed swords, staring at the sword under the tree, his steps were steady, but he walked very fast, knowing that he was thirteen or seventeen feet away from Yan before he stopped.

The man suddenly asked, "You are Yan Thirteen?" ”

"Yes." Yan Shisan said lightly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.

Hearing Yan Thirteen's answer, the people laughed, laughing sarcastically and coldly, he sneered: "Your Thirteen Swords of Death are really invincible in the world?" I don't think so. Because I am Qualcomm, people in the rivers and lakes call Qualcomm a sword through the heart. ”

"My sword is indeed not invincible." Yan Shisan nodded.

"You asked me to come." Qualcomm confirmed.

"Yes, because I know you're looking for me." Yan Shisan nodded again.

"Yes, I'm looking for you, because I'm going to kill you. Because you are too famous, as long as you are killed, you can become famous immediately, it is not easy to become famous in the rivers and lakes, only this method is easier. "High channel," so now I'm here, bringing my sword and washing my throat too. ”

"Good." Yan Shisan nodded, and his hand rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

At this time, Mu Yi and Cao Bing stopped a mile away, waiting for the end of the battle.

"You've dated a lot of people?" Qualcomm frowned, which was not what he expected.

"As I said, there are a lot of people who want to come to me, and it will be good to solve it at once." Yan Shisan said lightly, "You can use your sword." ”

Qualcomm didn't talk nonsense, but directly took out his sword, because there was a burst of horses' hooves on the roads around him, obviously it was not a person who came, he wanted to kill Yan Shisan before everyone.

Mu Yi only felt that the sword light flashed in front of him, and he didn't know when Qualcomm's sword was unsheathed, and the sword pierced Yan Shisan's heart like lightning.

As the name suggests, a sword pierces the heart! With just this sword, he doesn't know how many people's hearts have pierced, this is a deadly killer!

But in the next second, the battle was over, and Qualcomm didn't pierce Yan Thirteen's heart, because when his sword pierced out, his throat suddenly became cold, which was the feeling of Yan Thirteen's sword piercing his throat.

"His sword pierced an inch and a third!" Cao Bing said shockingly, "This level of injury will make people lose their combat effectiveness, but they will not die immediately!" ”

Qualcomm's sword fell, but the man was not dead.

Yan 13 said: "I just want you to know that it is not very pleasant to become famous. ”

Qualcomm glared at him, his eyes bulging.

Yan Shisan said lightly: "So you might as well die." Yan Shisan pulled out his sword and slowly pulled it out of Qualcomm's throat, very slowly, very slowly, so the blood did not splash on him.

He was very experienced in this kind of thing, and if his clothes were stained with blood, it was not easy to wash them clean. But it's harder to wash the blood off your hands.

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The twilight was deeper, and the blood on the sword was dripping.

By the time Yan Thirteen's long sword was sheathed, the four groups of people who appeared in the twilight had already come to his side.

At the head are four men with four swords!

All four of them were richly dressed and imposed, the oldest of them with a white beard, and the youngest of them was a young man.

The people around them are also different, the oldest has been famous for 40 years, and has been outside the border, and the original "Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns" is famous on the border.

This time, he entered the customs in order to find Yan Thirteen to compete with the sword, because he didn't believe that his Flying Eagle Thirteen Thorns were not as good as Yan Thirteen's Thirteen Deadly Thirteen Swords, and he was the only one among the four groups of people.

The youngest is naturally the ruthless boy Cao Bing, and behind him is Mu Yi, at this time, Mu Yi honestly stood back half a position, silently observing the other followers.

Of course, the other two are also kendo masters.

The shorter one is the Qingfeng Sword, the swordsmanship of the Qingfeng Sword is light and agile, the sword is like the wind, and the name of Lingnan has been more than ten years. He was followed by three sword-bearing youths, who seemed to be his disciples and grandchildren.

The swordsmanship of the three mountains of Iron Sword Town is rumored to be calm and majestic, and a long sword actually weighs thirty-three catties, and with his strength beyond ordinary people, he always has a great advantage in battle. And behind him, there were also two sturdy young men following behind, and it seemed that they should also be disciples and followers.

Yan 13 knew who they were, because they had come to him for an appointment. The eyes of the four men were all fixed on him, and none of them glanced at the corpse on the ground.

Because they don't want to break their sharpness before they make a move, and whoever dies on the ground has nothing to do with them. As long as they can live, they don't care whether anyone lives or dies.

At this time, Mu Yi and several other contractors were on their own, guarding against other people's raids at any time.