The night clouds cover the sky, and the cold rain is lightly sprinkled.

The main hall is brightly lit.

Five hundred disciples stood in front of the hall, Zuoqiu Zhongyun held the sword in his hand, and his face was solemn.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun glanced at the disciples in front of the hall and said in a deep voice, "I have found out the murderer who killed Lian Wrong. ”

Yin Xiaofei's heart froze, and he broke his hand and held the sword tightly, and even his palm began to turn white.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun said again: "The murderer of Lian Cuo is an unknown monster. ”

The disciples were in an uproar.

Yin Xiaofei frowned, he couldn't believe his ears, the master was actually killed by a monster. But this monster has always heard rumors, but he has never seen it. But looking at the appearance of the boss, it is by no means like a joke. So according to the patience of God, continue to listen to the master tell the truth.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun continued: "This monster was seen by Kong Hubiao, the head of the Zhenjiang Sword Sect, with his own eyes, his height is twenty zhang, and he destroyed the blessed land of Shen Xingtan with one punch, and the three blessed places of Splitting Teng Mountain were also destroyed by the monster. Lian Cuo was killed by the monster when he destroyed the blessed land of Mochizuki Stone. ”

The disciples were in an uproar again.

Countless disciples gritted their teeth. Destroying the blessed land and killing the swordsman is clearly the enemy of the sword cultivators in the world.

Yin Xiaofei felt that his whole body was trembling, and vowed to break the monster into ten thousand pieces to sacrifice the master's spirit in the sky.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun motioned for everyone to be quiet, and said in a loud voice: "Disciples, I know your mood at this time. As the so-called demon eradication and defense of the road, everyone is responsible. And this monster is rampant, daring to provoke the world's sword cultivators. The Youyun Zhangdao of the Shuntian Taoist Temple has already issued a heroic post, summoning the seven immortal mountains and the world's swordsmen, ready to fight to the death with that monster, in order to defend the dignity of my sword and protect the peace of the world. ”

The disciples were indignant, raised their swords and shouted: "Defend the dignity of the way of the sword and protect the peace of the world." ”

Yin Xiaofei's mouth pursed into a tough line, and his eyes were glowing with cold light. He held the sword tighter in his hand, and the blade of the sword kept trembling, as if the sword was about to break through the scabbard and destroy the demon guard.

Although Yin Xiaofei has the heart to eliminate demons, he has not yet become the power to eliminate demons. He had just broken through to the first layer of the Sword Asking Realm, and he was not an opponent of the demon at all. Even if he possessed the pure yang sword qi that was unique in ten thousand, he had only taken the first step on the endless path of sword cultivation.

Not to mention Yin Xiaofei, the vast majority of people present were unable to join this demon extermination battle.

In the end, the head of the sect, Zuoqiu Zhongyun, assigned seventeen disciples who were ranked in the red rank and whose sword qi was above the seventh layer of the sword realm to prepare to participate in this demon extermination battle. And asked all the disciples to practice diligently during this time, if the decisive battle failed, it is very likely that the entire world martial arts will rush up. At that time, everyone will have to participate in it, and even if they die with the monster, they will keep the peace between heaven and earth.

All the disciples raised their swords and shouted yes, and one by one, under the encouragement of Zuoqiu Zhongyun, they all showed an expression of looking at death as home, showing a heroic demeanor.

After the discussion, when it was about to arrive, the disciples did not return to their own rooms, but came to the martial arts training ground, facing the drizzle, dancing with the long swords in their hands, and proving their determination with their actions.

When Zuoqiu Zhongyun saw this situation, he felt very much in his heart, and the world's kendo was promising.

Seventeen red-level disciples also came to the Immortal Heart Hall to temper their sword qi, striving to improve their sword qi by another layer on the eve of the decisive battle. Although this was a little difficult to achieve, their determination made the dantian sword qi more tenacious and powerful.

Yin Xiao flew out of the Guangliu Palace, and rushed out of the Guangliu Sword Sect at a faster speed, running towards the mountains and forests. The head and disciples all knew that he had gone to the grave of Lian Cuo.

"Master, the murderer who killed you has finally been found, but the disciple is not capable and cannot avenge you with his own hands. But the swordsmen of the world will definitely cut that demon with a thousand knives, and you can rest assured under Jiuquan. Yin Xiaofei knelt in front of the grave of Lian and said with tears in his eyes. A meteor crossed the sky, poignant as tears.

wiped away his tears, and his eyes became firm. The mind must be clear, the broken que is out of the sheath, the sword light flashes, and a set of Lin family swordsmanship will come out. Between the rabbit and the falcon, this one hundred and seven-style Lin family swordsmanship was about to finish, and he only felt the warmth of the dantian sword qi flowing. Quietly, Yin Xiaofei's sword qi improved slightly.

Hold your sword and clench your fists and bow to the master's grave, and say, "Master, how do you see my Lin family's swordsmanship?" ”

A breeze blew, and the grass in front of the grave shook slowly, as if the master was nodding and smiling.

Yin Xiaofei smiled slightly, walked to the pile of rocks formed by the broken Moon Stone, and sat cross-legged on the ground. Suddenly, I heard the voice of Si Xi Suo, and when I heard the sound, I searched for it, and it was actually a golden fox.

The golden fox whined twice, jumped into Yin Xiaofei's arms, curled up, and was very cute.

Yin Xiaofei smiled slightly, and didn't drive it away, closing his eyes to cultivate sword qi.

The green fairy is soft and warm, and the golden fox sleeps deeply in this soft light.

After that, every time Yin Xiaofei practiced, the golden fox would curl up in Yin Xiaofei's arms to sleep, and Yin Xiaofei would never drive it away.

Three days later, Zuoqiu Zhongyun led the seventeen disciples to Tizhou City to gather with the heroes of the world, leaving the fifth senior brother to continue to lead the low-level disciples to practice sword qi and swordsmanship.

Tizhou City, the largest city on the Zhilan River in Mengguo, is only second only to the Imperial City of Mengguo in terms of scale.

Because of the developed waterway transportation and the direct access of the Zhilan River to the sea, the city can also be regarded as an international capital. Among them, known as the largest inland port in Bangladesh, Zhenfan Port, you can always see huge sailing ships of different shapes coming in and out, and those sailing ships are full of rare treasures from all over the world.

Of course, today Zhenfan Harbor will welcome a group of special guests, they are swordsmen from all over the country, among which the swordsmen in the field of imperial sword abound, all of whom are the best in the martial arts.

However, these swordsmen are just wandering swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, or the heads of small sects and the like. The real masters did not come from this waterway, they chose to fly from the sky.

The magistrate must have thought that the masters would be able to fly with their swords. It's just that the sword flying only has to be understood by the sword fairy, this mortal swordsman, even if the swordsmanship has reached the peak of the realm, it is okay to leap a distance with the sword qi, but if the sword is like a bird, it is absolutely impossible.

But human wisdom is limitless. A hundred years ago, a well-known carpenter saw through the red dust, escaped into the Taoist gate, and called himself a real person in Muye. Although he left the world, he could not forget the art of woodcraft, and while practicing kendo, he also practiced the art of wood.

One day, in Buried Feng Mountain, one of the Seven Great Immortal Mountains, he discovered a tree that could communicate with sword qi and produce a powerful vortex-like air current, allowing the tree to hang in the air.

So Mu Ye Zhenren had a whim, using this wood as raw material to create a wooden kite about one zhang long.

Mu Ye Zhenren stood on top of the wooden kite, and injected sword qi into this kite, and the wooden kite actually rose from the ground, three feet above the ground, and leaped nearly a mile.

Later, after improvement, and after hundreds of years of inheritance, this wooden kite has been able to fly thousands of feet and leap thousands of miles.

The tree that can communicate with the sword qi was found in the Seven Great Immortal Mountains in later generations, so it was named the Immortal Tree Tree. Therefore, this wooden kite is also named fairy wood kite.

Three miles outside the city of Tizhou, the Shuntian Taoist Temple has been full of people.

The incense burner of the purple copper pagoda in the center of the Taoist temple square is about one zhang high, and a little green smoke ethereals ethereates, with the unique smell of sandalwood in the Taoist temple. Under the incense burner, a huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram shone brightly, as if there was a golden light flashing.

At this time, the swordsmen in the square all looked up at the sky and exclaimed.

I saw that in the blue sky and white clouds, dozens of big birds came slowly. The big bird is the fairy wood kite. And standing on top of the wooden kite were the heads of the various sword sects in the Seven Great Immortal Mountains.

Speaking of the seven immortal mountains of Mengguo, it is the Dongyue Zangding Mountain, the Nanyue Buried Fengshan, the Xiyue Cangluo Mountain, the North Wulun Mountain, the Zhongyue Wumang Mountain, the world's dangerous Zongyun Mountain, and the unique Humei Mountain.

In the Seven Great Immortal Mountains, there are sword sects named after mountains, among which the Dongyue Zangding Sword School and the Xiyue Cangluo Sword School are the most powerful. Therefore, in the rivers and lakes, there is a saying that the east is Tibetan, the west is slight, and the two swords are combined and the world is split.

Having said that, the rest of the Five Immortal Mountain Sword Sects are by no means general, and the seven Great Immortal Mountain Sword Sects all have their own unique martial arts skills.

One by one, the immortal wood kite slowly fell, and the first to land was the head of the Dongyue Tibetan Ding Sword Sect, Liang Yunxiong, this person's sword qi has reached the fifth layer of the sword robbery realm, which can be described as a swordsman in the world, and it is difficult to stand out. makes a three-foot long sword, with its seventy-two Tianding swordsmanship, boast that no one in the world can match.

The next one who fell was the head of the Xiyue Cangluo Sword Sect, who had no son. This person's sword qi has reached the fifth layer of the sword robbery realm, making a three-foot thin sword, its ninety-seven style sword technique, light and floating, elusive, and it is said that everyone who has seen this sword technique has died under the sword. The Cangluo Sword School is the Taoist Sword School, and the rivers and lakes are also called Cangluo Sect.

Subsequently, the heads and disciples of the Five Great Immortal Mountains also landed one after another, clasping fists with the swordsmen present.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun stood in the crowd and really felt that there was a sky outside the sky and there were people outside the world.

The gifts of each family have been completed, and the Youyun Zhenren will personally lead the way until the main hall of the Shuntian Sect.

A total of one hundred and eight seats are placed in the main hall, and the upper thirty-six are Nanmu seats, and a tea table is set up next to it for the head of the sword faction to sit; The next seventy-two are mahogany seats, and there is no tea table next to them, for famous swordsmen in the rivers and lakes to sit. The rest of the disciples' followers could only stand on top of the main hall.

Under the guidance of Dao Tong, all the swordsmen in charge found their positions one after another and talked to each other, mostly about the content of this demon slaying conference.

You Yun Zhenren glanced at the people present, about five hundred people. He was smiling when he saw most of them, and he didn't understand the danger that was coming.

You Yun Zhenren cleared his throat and said loudly: "Poor Dao Youyun, I am here to salute all the chivalrous warriors, in order to respect you who have come thousands of miles to contempt, and it is an honor for Poor Dao. ”

"The Taoist doesn't have to be polite."

"Dao Changsheng, please, I am here from now."

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons is a matter of my generation."

......

The audience was full of voices and responded to Youyun, but it was too noisy, and it was difficult for most of them to tell what to say.

You Yun bowed deeply, and the audience gradually quieted down, and then said: "Poor Dao invited everyone to come to this demon extermination conference this time, it is really helpless. Because that monster is a behemoth that has never been seen before, it is twenty feet tall, and it can open mountains and ground with one punch, and it is definitely not an ordinary monster. Therefore, Poor Dao specially invites everyone to come to help, work together to get rid of the monster, and restore peace to the world. ”

"The Taoist is too worried, all the martial arts in the world are here, can that monster still be able to compete with the world's martial arts?"

"Don't say that the monster is twenty zhang, that is, fifty zhang, and we will also chop him into meat paste and send him to the hell of Ah Bi."

"The east is hidden, the west is slight, the two swords are combined, and the world is split. The two heads are here, I'm afraid we don't even have a chance to make a move, hahahaha. ”

"Yes, yes. Hahahaha. Many people echoed and laughed.

That Liang Yunxiong squinted his eyes, revealing a smug look. Then he turned his head sideways to look at the Wuqiuzi on the side, the Wuqiuzi had his eyes closed and his face expressionless, and he did have a look of no desire and no desire.

"This old guy doesn't know which is higher or lower between me and him, so take advantage of this demon removal to try one or two with him." Liang Yunxiong nodded slightly, indicating that he was very satisfied with the decision in his heart.

Seeing that the heroes were so disapproving, You Yun Zhenren felt uneasy in his heart, and then comforted himself: Maybe that monster is not as terrible as he imagined. It's just that You Yun didn't see the dry and deep sinking star pool with his own eyes, if he did, he would never think like this.

"Where are youkai now?" Liang Yunxiong sat in the first seat and asked in a deep voice.

You Yun Shili said: "Back to the head of Liang, that monster is at the bottom of the Zhilan River, ten miles east of Tizhou City. ”

Liang Yunxiong nodded slowly, lifted the sword on the tea table beside him, got up and said, "I'll go and take that monster's life, you wait here." ”

At this time, the group is also boiling.

"Master Liang is mighty, junior brother, I am willing to go with you."

"Hahahaha, I also want to see the power of this seventy-two Tianding sword technique."

"It seems that this demon war is going to become the only show of the Liang master."

......

Liang Yunxiong glanced at Wuqiuzi sitting beside him again, but Wuqiuzi was still expressionless.

"Master Liang, Master Liang, don't be impulsive, please listen to the poor way." When You Yun saw that Liang Yunxiong was about to lift his sword and leave, he panicked and hurriedly dissuaded him.

Liang Yunxiong didn't sit down, but raised his head and said, "Brother Dao, please speak." ”

You Yun Zhenren was originally a calm person, but in the face of the world's number one swordsman, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said respectfully: "Master Liang, the poor Dao used the magic weapon 'Hongwu Zhong' to detect the location of the monster, but that place is at the bottom of the Zhilan River that is sixty zhang deep, even if Master Liang goes, he can't call the monster." Poor Dao has entrusted the door to buy a thousand catties*, and is ready to blow up the monster on the ninth day of this month and fight it to the death. ”

Liang Yunxiong said coldly: "Isn't it okay today? Why wait until the 9th of this month? ”

You Yun said: "Poor Dao Bu hangs, on the ninth day of this month, the Seven Stars Hui Haotian, and the battle with us to eliminate demons is a good number. Therefore, please wait patiently for three days, and Poor Dao will treat everyone carefully during this time. ”

"Pedantic." Liang Yunxiong muttered in his heart, put the saber back on the tea table, and responded, "Okay." Then he took his robe and sat down.

After that, You Yun said some preparations and proposals about the need to eliminate demons, but where could the group of heroes listen, Jundao You Yun was too worried.

Eventually, You Yun had no choice but to shake his head, but the worries in his heart still appeared from time to time, and he didn't sleep well for three days.

However, Zuoqiu Zhongyun attaches great importance to this matter, and he explained that his disciples must do what they can when fighting the demons, remember not to be reckless, to know the difficulties and retreat, and when it is difficult, they must save their lives first.

The disciples said yes on the surface, but in their hearts they felt that the master was like that Youyun, no matter how timid, they didn't think so.

Three days passed in a flash, and under the guidance of the 'Hongwu Bell', the demon army marched mightily and went straight to the Zhilan River.

At noon, the river fog dispersed, and the winter sun shone brightly.

You Yun looked at the sky, pinched his fingers, and had the hexagram of rotten wood in spring. I was happy in my heart, it seems that there won't be much of a problem with the demon removal this time. It's just that he didn't realize that although the hexagram can meet spring, the rotten wood is a half-dead thing after all, and it can only dissipate into mud in the end. The ferocity is self-evident.

A captain set up a fishing boat and rowed leisurely towards the center of the river, and the thousand catties were placed on this fishing boat*.

"If this thousand catties go down, maybe we don't need to take action." Many swordsmen have this thought in their hearts.

That* was carefully configured for the old miner of Zhou City, who was familiar with the art of underwater detonation, so this great task was not committed.

Boat to the center of the river. At this time, the sparkling river surface is unusually quiet.

......As soon as the leader was lit by a hat and a robe, he jumped up and tossed in the air, slashing three swords in a row, and the sword qi suddenly broke the bottom of the boat, and the river poured into the fishing boat.

The captain tumbled into the water and dived to the bottom, and everyone in the distance erupted in applause. Because the captain was like a dragon underwater, diving towards the shore at great speed. When he reached the shore of the water, a dragon came out of the water, jumped out of the water with a bang, and stood on a reef on the shore. The river is dripping down, and the hat is still on his head.

"Good water, admire." The swordsmen looked at the captain, and there was a burst of applause and admiration.

It's just that the captain kept looking at the boat in the middle of the river, and the boat had already submerged most of the water, and in the blink of an eye, it had sunk to the bottom again.

The water is shining, the river breeze is gentle, and it is a peaceful and peaceful place.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang that shook the sky, and the earth trembled, shaking everyone's eardrums with a faint pain.

The water splashed more than a few feet, and the monstrous waves spread from the center of the river.

The heroes stood on the shore and retreated one after another when they saw the raging waves. But when the big wave was about to crash against the shore, it suddenly retreated strangely.

"It's coming!" Zuoqiu Zhongyun let out a low shout, and the disciples around him drew their swords one after another.

The sound of drawing swords came and went.

"Whew!" An evil demon roared, and the sky suddenly gathered dark clouds, and the day was like night.

The reason why the huge wave retreated was because a huge whirlpool appeared in the center of the Zhilan River, like a black pupil growing on the earth, sucking the river water into the pupil.

"Wow!" An indescribably large black shadow leaped up from the black pupils, and the whirlpool that had been huge just now under his feet instantly turned into a monstrous wave, rushing towards the shore like a thousand horses galloping. I don't know how many times bigger than the huge waves caused by that before*.

"Withdraw!" You Yun ran his sword qi and shouted.

The swordsmen performed their skills and leaped towards the safety of the high ground.

"Smack!" A huge black shadow swept over, and actually swept a group of swordsmen who had just jumped into the huge waves, and the white waves suddenly mixed with red.

If you look closely, the black shadow is the long arm of the youkai.

Seeing this, a flying fish entered the river and rushed straight towards the group of swordsmen who fell into the water, but the waves were rolling, and it was really difficult to save them, and only one person was touched in a trance. When he rushed out of the water, he found that the man had already broken open and died.

Only this time, the group of heroes lost more than 30 people, the monstrous waves behind them, the skyscraper monsters in front of them, the mood was no longer as uncut and relaxed as it was at the beginning, and the chill and cowardice gradually rose from the heart.

In the darkness, Zuoqiu Zhongyun saw that the monster's head was like a crocodile, there was a huge single horn in front of its forehead, its eyes were like beacon fire, and the demonic light was flickering.

The limbs of the body are like a strong man, the body is purple and black, the muscles are horizontal, and a crocodile tail is ten zhang long.

The cry was like thunder, like a heavenly demon descending into the world.

"What kind of demon is this?" You Yun Zhenren, who was familiar with the ancient history books, was afraid and puzzled in his heart, he had countless demons, but he couldn't recognize what kind of monster this was.

No one recognized.

The sword light flashed, and the sword qi broke through the sky, as if the dark clouds had also cracked a hole, but it was engulfed by darkness in an instant.

It was Liang Yunxiong's Tianding sword qi. The sword qi went straight to the back of the monster, and it really drew a bloody mouth one zhang long, and black blood flowed out.

This sword greatly encouraged everyone present, and they all showed their swords, and the sword qi swirled.

"Whew!" The monster suffers and becomes more violent. There was a loud roar, and the ground collapsed with a big foot.

The swordsmen dodged one after another, although they were not trampled into flesh, but the powerful impact mixed with the flying stones, and hit more than a dozen swordsmen on the ground, and their intestines were rotten.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun was fortunate to react quickly and jumped into a ravine to escape the catastrophe, but his disciples suffered heavy casualties.

The second senior brother Yin Zhenya's left arm was broken by a flying stone, and only half of it was left hanging on his shoulder. He fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun lay on the ground with a black cat, rushed to Yin Zhenya's side, picked him up and rushed into the mud ditch just now. Behind him, there was a bloody storm and rain, screaming continuously, and I don't know how many swordsmen died in Huangquan.

The head of the Seven Great Immortal Mountains really lived up to his reputation, under the attack of the monster, he found the gap and flew through, such as the rainbow sword qi one after another, although it would not hit the monster hard, but also cut the monster in pain, wailing again and again.

At this time, Yin Xiaofei, who was a hundred miles away, looked up at the dark sky, his chest was extremely troubled, and those green immortals rushed out of his body from time to time, carrying his pure yang sword qi to the air.

Yin Xiaofei had to meditate and meditate to prevent him from going mad. It's just that his forehead is sweating profusely, and his whole body is trembling, which is obviously extremely uncomfortable.

In less than a moment of fierce battle, more than half of the five hundred swordsmen were killed and wounded, and the seven major leaders also continued to urge the sword qi to the peak, and at this time, they were also a little out of strength, and the damage of the sword qi was not as good as before.

And although the monster was covered in blood, it became more and more fierce.

"Could it be that this monster really wants to destroy my martial arts?" You Yun was already extremely weak, and there was only despair in his heart.

"Ah, youkai, look at the sword." At this time, Liang Yunxiong shouted violently, and the seventy-two Tianding Sword used the strongest sword, burning the sky to win the championship.

The sword is like fire, the body is like a dragon, and it goes straight to the left eye of the monster.

The monster knew that this sword was good, and his heart sank, and for the first time, he returned to block, and a pair of arms seemed to be an iron pillar to the sky.

Liang Yunxiong's sword slammed into the iron pillar-like arm, and the sword broke and injured people.

However, the monster's arm was not good, and it was forced to be hit through the left arm by the sword qi, eroding the tendons and breaking the bones, and the sword qi continued to penetrate, and the right arm was also deeply injured to the bone.

This sword monster didn't expect it to be so badly injured. But what it didn't expect was that one of its eyes was forever dead in this moment of hesitation.

The sword technique is like a ghost, with an imperceptible but infinitely powerful sword aura, but with a slight touch, the monster's eyes suddenly turned black, and blood was spurted out like a pillar.

Wu Qiuzi was expressionless, and after a few vertical jumps, Liang Yunxiong, who had already been injured by his strength, flew a few feet away.

The monster's arms were badly wounded, and its eyes were blind, and it shouldn't have lasted long.

What I didn't expect was that the fury of the badly injured monster reached its limit. With a wild roar, it roared the Zhilan River and rolled again, and the swordsman who was close to was shattered by this roar, and the seven orifices bled to death.

The monster jumped up, and the huge body of twenty zhang high actually jumped above the nine heavens, and a pair of incomparable big feet fell from the sky with the power that oppressed everything.

"Boom!"

The earth was blasted out of a large pit that could not be measured, and the surrounding cracks collapsed, and the water of the Zhilan River poured into this huge mud pit.

The swordsmen who were a little lower in the sword qi realm were smashed to pieces by the unparalleled impact.

Zuoqiu Zhongyun lay in the mud ditch, pressing Yin Zhen Cliff to death, feeling that the skin and flesh on his back were also lifted by a huge force, and the intense pain finally made him faint.

After this blow, the world was completely quiet, and the decisive battle of the swordsman to eliminate demons was a complete failure.

You Yun Zhenren, who was lying on the ground and looking up at the sky, muttered in his mouth: "The seven stars converge in the sky, and the rotten wood is also spring." Seven stars converge in the sky, and rotten wood is also in spring......"

He may have gone mad.

In a daze, I saw a faint touch of the Big Dipper in the sky, the starlight flickered, and the fairy spirit was compelling.

"Is it a hallucination?" You Yun blinked vigorously, but he saw it more clearly.

The Big Dipper in the sky is not an illusion, it is real. It's just that the seven starlights are not the light emitted by the stars, but the sword qi light inspired by the seven sword immortals with crane hair and childish faces and flowing robes.

Seven-star empowerment, subduing demons and demons.

The monster was shrouded by the seven sword rays, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up, and knelt on his knees in the deep pit full of river water, holding his head and howling. The howl was no longer domineering, but was miserable, complaining and begging for mercy.

"Great Immortal, let me live, I should hide in the Xuanhai Sea, and I will never come out." The monster hugged his head and begged for mercy, his voice dull and miserable.

"Crocodile Dragon Demon, you have been cultivating in the Xuanhai Sea for more than 5,000 years, why did you break the immortal order and make trouble with the mortal world, and cause disaster to the common people. And there is no intention of repenting three times or twice, it is really difficult for this immortal to let you live again. A white-robed sword fairy pinched the sword trick in his hand, pointed at the monster on the ground and said with disgust.

"Whew, it's all ...... Night Slayer, save me, save me! The crocodile demon suddenly opened its bloody mouth and shouted frantically at the sky above it.

A black lightning bolt fell from the sky with a bang, hitting the crocodile demon impartially.

The huge body of the crocodile demon was wrapped in black thunder and lightning, and it emitted a thunderous body. And its body is within the thunder and lightning, gradually getting bigger.

"Hahahaha, power, this is the power I want, hahahaha." The crocodile dragon demon shook its tail for more than ten zhang, smashed the water in the pit into a river and a sea, muddy, shook the crocodile's head, and let out a satisfied and arrogant laugh in its mouth. Where is there still the decadent and complaining look before.

The white-robed sword immortal's face was solemn, his white eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he said sharply: "Fellow immortals, follow me to kill this demon and break the Demon Lord's evil law." ”

"Good!" All the sword immortals responded in unison, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring, turning into seven huge sword shapes with different styles, splitting the sky and the earth, and flying straight towards the ever-larger crocodile dragon demon.

"Evil animal, die!" With a snap, the seven divine swords plunged into the crocodile demon's head and body.

"Whoa......" was followed by a terrible wail, followed by a bang, like a landslide.

The powerful sword qi completely shattered the crocodile dragon demon, and the crocodile demon's body turned into a black stubborn stone, which collapsed with a bang and fell into the stagnant water, splashing a thousand waves.

The black thunder and lightning gradually dissipated, and finally disappeared without a trace. It's just that it is raining in the sky, and the rain is black, as if it is the blood of the crocodile demon.

The sound of rain and waves came and went.

The remaining swordsmen slowly stood up, they participated in the most tragic battle of this life, and saw the most unforgettable scene of this life.

There really are sword immortals in the world.

You hold me, I hold you, and the swordsmen gather together. Of the five hundred swordsmen, there were only about thirty people left. The swordsman of the righteous path of martial arts was almost completely wiped out on this day.

Seven sword lights slowly hung in the air, slowly turning into a human form.

The swordsmen looked up at the sword light with supreme reverence on their faces.

How can you not revere God and man?

The white-robed sword fairy looked at the ground covered with corpses, and looked at these swordsmen who were covered in blood, regretting and admiring. So he slowly fell to the ground, and the six sword immortals behind him also followed.

When the swordsmen saw that the sword fairy had touched the mortal land, they knelt down to worship one after another, and said respectfully: "Thank you Sword Immortal for helping me kill the demons and save the common people." ”

"Heroes, please get up. You don't need to thank me, your bravery is what makes Ben Xian admire. The white-robed sword immortal stepped forward and said while helping an old man. That old Dao is the head of the Cangluo Sword Sect, and he has no sons.

Yes, the white robes did admire them. A group of mortals, regardless of life and death, fought against the evil demons who had practiced for 5,000 years, how much courage and determination it would take.

The white-robed sword fairy saw that most of the swordsmen in front of him were scarred, so he took out a glass fairy bottle from his arms, handed it to Wu Qiuzi, and said, "Later, take a drop of this bottle of Chinese medicine liquid into the clear water, and let everyone drink it, which can protect the sword qi and heal the wound." ”

Wu Qiuzi respectfully took the fairy bottle with both hands, and he, who had always been calm, was so excited that he couldn't speak at this time.

It is a great honor for the gods to give medicine.

The white robe's eyes showed pity, and suddenly became tenacious, and he said in a righteous voice: "Everyone, the excellent swordsmen of the righteous path in this battle have been killed and injured, and the evil demons of the mortal world will definitely lose their strengths, you must not be discouraged, from now on, make every effort to cultivate rookie swordsmen." Within five years, Benxian will definitely make every effort to maintain the peace of the world and eradicate those undelusional demons who try to cause chaos. ”

The swordsmen thanked again and again.

After speaking, the white-robed sword immortal took a step back, waved his sleeve robe, and arched his hand and said, "Heroes, there will be a period in the future." ”

After speaking, it turned into a sword light, soaring straight into the sky, and immediately after, six sword lights also flew up into the sky, which was gorgeous.

The swordsmen knelt on the ground and bowed again and again.

When the seven sword lights completely dissipated, the swordsmen got up one after another. Many people have not yet recovered from this seemingly real meeting with the immortals, and suddenly from the remains of the monster, nineteen demon lights flew out, and in an instant, they flew in all directions and disappeared.

The swordsmen looked at each other, not knowing how to solve it.

You Yun held the sword in one hand, pinched his fingers with the other, and frowned, obviously not a good hexagram.

......

Five years later.

The banks of the Zhilan River are still sparkling, and the breeze is refreshing. It's just that there is a big lake on the riverside, and the middle of the lake is rugged, but it is also overgrown with flowers and plants.

This lake is the big pit that the crocodile dragon demon stepped on, and the rocks in the lake are the corpse of the crocodile dragon demon.

People call this lake the Crocodile Lake, and the rocks in the lake are also the Crocodile Island.

A bluestone tablet is erected by the lake, three feet high, one foot and one foot wide, three feet and three inches thick, the name is called the hero tablet. The names of the four hundred and sixty-three swordsmen are engraved on it in small seals to commemorate the heroic souls who died in the decisive battle of demon slaying five years ago.

Under the bluestone stele, a young man stood solemnly, a short sword on his waist was simple and extraordinary, the silver thread moved with the wind, a light green shirt, elegant and dusty, looking from afar, as if there was a fairy aura surrounding his body.

The young man bowed to the stone tablet, turned around, and it was an adult Yin Xiaofei. I saw his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, showing a masculine spirit.

Since this heroic monument was built half a year after the decisive battle to eliminate demons, Yin Xiaofei will come to worship several times a year. Not only is he grateful to these senior swordsmen for helping to kill demons and evils, but also avenging his master. I also revere them in my heart for the safety of the people in the world and their great feelings of not hesitating to give their lives.

This heroic monument has become a symbol of justice in that era and a holy place for swordsmen in the world.

Yin Xiaofei strode and waved his hand to a group of people in the distance, who were the team from the Guangliu Sword Sect who came to procure materials for the state city. It's just that the leader of the team is no longer the third senior brother, because the name of the third senior brother has been engraved on the heroic monument.

Now the leader of the team is the chubby fifth senior brother Huo Sanyue, and it is precisely because Huo Sanyue leads the team that Yin Xiaofei has the opportunity to follow down the mountain. If it were other senior brothers, then Yin Xiaofei wouldn't even have a door.

At this time, the team was driving the carriage back, and the cart was full of materials needed by the sect, and there were all kinds of them, and they didn't go into details.

After a day and a night, I finally arrived at the foot of the Split Vine Mountain. The brothers and sisters were all a little stuck, but the carriage could only reach the foot of this vine-splitting mountain, and to transport these materials to the Guangliu Sword Sect, they still had to rely on manpower.

"Okay, okay, wake up, move early, go home early and rest." Fifth Senior Brother Huo Sanyue said to everyone.

"Good!" The brothers and sisters responded weakly. Some disciples were unhappy in their hearts, and their hearts had reached the foot of the mountain, and they didn't see the disciples from the sect coming down the mountain to pick them up.

The disciples who can think like this are all going out to purchase for the first time, and at the beginning of the establishment of the Guangliu Sword Sect, this going out to purchase was all done in one stop, and I have never heard of other disciples coming to take over. Perhaps, this is a way for the head to train his disciples, who knows?

"One more bag." When many disciples were still complaining and were unwilling to be lazy, Yin Xiaofei was already standing under the carriage and carrying two bags of flour. One of the disciples in the carriage was putting the third bag of flour on him, with a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

"It's really worry-free to have a chef here." A young green-rank disciple bit his ear at another yellow-rank disciple and said.

The Yellow Rank disciple didn't speak, and walked up the mountain with a basket of vegetables. The green-level disciple had to carry a basket of vegetables and followed.

"Xiaofei, take it easy. The mountain road is slippery, be careful of falling. Huo Sanyue saw Yin Xiaofei working so hard, although he was happy in his heart, he was also quite worried.

"It's okay! Get used to it. Yin Xiaofei responded heartily, with the wind under his feet, he jumped up the mountain road as if he were walking on the ground, and in a few clicks he overtook the two disciples in front of him who were carrying vegetable baskets.

"Hey, this Indian cook, I don't believe it." When the green-level disciple saw that Yin Xiaofei was wearing a green-edged green robe, and seeing that he was also a green-level disciple, he was unwilling to admit defeat in his heart, so he chased after him with a vegetable basket.

But where is his foot strength Yin Xiaofei's opponent, and after a while, he can't even see Yin Xiaofei's shadow, but he is tired and panting.

When the Yellow Rank disciple followed, he asked, "That Yin Chef is really fast." I haven't seen how he has practiced sword qi? How can it be so powerful. ”

The yellow-rank disciple glanced at the green-rank disciple: "Do people practice sword qi or not, do they still have to let you see it?" Grab your dish and go. ”

The green-level disciple had no choice but to lift the vegetable basket and stagger.

Yin Xiaofei went back and forth from the sect to the foot of the mountain, running five times in succession, each time carrying the heaviest and heaviest materials, but he didn't even take a breath of air, and the rest of the disciples were all admired.

The green-level disciple was puzzled, and asked the yellow-level disciple: "Alas, what is the origin of this seal cook, a green-level disciple, why is he so powerful?" Ay? How does he wear a green shirt, which is different from my white robe? ”

The Yellow Rank disciple smiled slightly: "You have only been in the beginner for three months, of course you don't know, this Yin Xiaofei is not a mortal. You see that he has white hair, and it is said that the sword immortal who appeared five years ago also has such white hair. ”

"Ahh The green-rank disciple looked surprised and said, "Then he should have been a red-rank disciple for a long time, right?" ”

The yellow-rank disciple shook his head and said, "I don't know why, he never participated in the advanced exams of the sect, so he has always been a green-level disciple. Later, the head of the sect took into account his sword qi strength, so he let him wear a green shirt and separate it from the clothes of the rest of the green-level disciples. ”

"Oh, I see." The Green-Order disciple nodded slowly.

The disciples were busy for nearly an hour, and finally moved all the materials into the sect's warehouse.

Yin Xiaofei replied to the kitchen, picked up the gourd scoop, scooped up the water in the water tank, and poured a few sips. The golden fox scurried around beneath him, not cheerful, except that the fox was almost three times larger than it had been five years ago, and it was more demonic.

Yin Xiaofei squatted down and stroked the golden fox's forehead, thoughtfully. The golden retriever fox squinted his eyes with a happy expression.

"Xiaofei, you come out." Lao Wu's voice came from outside the door.

Yin Xiaofei stood up and said, "Don't come with me, wait for me here." The golden fox whined, indicating that he understood.

Lao Wu was in front, Yin Xiaofei was behind, and walked to the side of the martial arts training ground one after the other.

Lao Wu turned around and said with a serious face: "Xiao Fei, the golden fox can't stay in the sect anymore. ”

Yin Xiaofei didn't speak, and he didn't ask why, because he knew that the golden retrieved fox must be a monster, although it had been crossed, but it had gradually grown up, and the demonic qi had spread, and the swordsmen with a slightly higher sword qi realm could sense this demonic qi.

In a decent family, there is a monster, what kind of system does it become?

Yin Xiaofei nodded and said, "I know how to do it." ”

It's night, and the moon is like a wash.

Yin Xiaofei, as usual, took the golden fox to the master's grave to practice swords.

He didn't learn any other swordsmanship in the past five years, because the head didn't assign anyone to teach him swordsmanship, and he didn't go to the library to borrow the sword book, but just practiced this set of Lin family swordsmanship over and over again. After practicing the right hand, I practiced the left hand, and after practicing the left hand, I practiced the right hand, day after day, year after year, and in the blink of an eye, I practiced for five years.

The pile of rocks behind the grave has long lost the aura of the blessed land, but Yin Xiaofei is used to cultivating here. Tonight, he was still sitting on the stone slab that had been smoothed by himself, and tempered his sword qi. It's just that because the golden fox has grown bigger, it can no longer snuggle in Yin Xiaofei's arms. But he was lying next to Yin Xiaofei, and when Yin Xiaofei was practicing, he didn't move, and he didn't even gasp.

Yin Xiaofei closed his eyes and concentrated, the aura of all things in heaven and earth slowly nourished his musculoskeletal, and the aura flowed into the dantian from the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and tempered into pure yang sword qi in the dantian, warm and pure.

In the past five years, Yin Xiaofei has cultivated his sword qi every day without interruption, and now he has reached the third level of the sword realm. Although this kind of cultivation speed was not outstanding compared to other disciples, with his pure yang body, he was already quite good. Because the condensation and breakthrough of that pure yang sword qi was ten times more difficult than ordinary sword qi.

An hour later, Yin Xiaofei collected his sword qi, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the golden fox that had fallen asleep beside him, and gently stroked it.

The golden fox raised his head lazily, whined, and slowly stood up, ready to go home with Yin Xiaofei.

"Xiao Jin, from now on, you won't go back to the Guangliu Sword Sect." Yin Xiaofei said helplessly.

The golden fox was stunned in his heart, turned around, and looked at Yin Xiaofei with a pair of sad eyes, and his mouth was pitiful.

Yin Xiaofei stepped forward and hugged the forehead of the golden fox, with some tears in the corners of his eyes, and said to the fox's ear: "Let's say goodbye, you have to take care of yourself, and remember not to do harmful things again." ”

After speaking, he stood up, wiped away his tears, and strode towards the Guangliu Sword Sect.

The golden fox didn't catch up, it knew in its heart that the shemales had different paths, and it was only a matter of time before they separated.

The night is thick, and the moon is brighter.

The golden fox slowly faded into the shadow of the moon.

When Yin Xiaofei returned home, he couldn't sleep all night, feeling as uncomfortable as a close relative's departure. simply turned over, opened the door, stood in the courtyard outside the door, and danced the Lin family's swordsmanship.

After dancing with the sword in his right hand, he handed the broken que to his left hand, and danced another set, only to feel that the left and right hands danced the same. Suddenly, why not wave your hands at the same time?

So he hurried back to his room and picked up the iron sword of Hiroliu, which was already covered with dust. The sword was drawn out of the sheath, but fortunately, the iron sword was of high quality material and was not rusted. So he came to the courtyard with his two swords in his hand, stood with his eyes closed, meditated and condensed, and the picture of using the sword with both hands appeared in his mind.

A little ink man slowly crawled into his mind, with a short sword in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, one yin and one yang, the sword light was intertwined, and it was gorgeous.

At this time, another little ink man with a right-handed sword flashed out, and the two-sword little ink man and the right-handed sword little ink man fought, the sword light was scorching, and the ink drops were sprinkled everywhere.

Seeing that the little ink man with the right-handed sword was defeated by the two-handed sword, a little ink man with a left-handed sword suddenly flashed out. The two one-handed sword little ink men flanked left and right, and sent a fierce attack to the two-handed sword little ink man.

You come and go, the two-handed sword Xiaomo Man and the two one-handed sword Xiaomo people are evenly matched, and after a long time, they have the upper hand.

In the end, the two-handed sword little ink man stabbed one by one, and actually beat the two one-handed sword little ink people at the same time to scatter and disappear, and the ink drops were scattered everywhere.

At the same time, Yin Xiaofeixing's eyes widened, the golden light flickered, and the two-handed swordsmanship came out like a cloud, and there seemed to be two little ink men with one-handed swords beside him who were fighting with him, making Yin Xiaofei's swordsmanship fierce and deadly.

After playing a set of two-handed swords, Yin Xiaofei only felt that the dantian sword qi was slow and warm, which was extremely comfortable, and he benefited more from the one-handed sword practice before.

The next day, the sun was shining.

On the martial arts training field, swords come and go, and the disciples practice in full swing.

The little fat man Dong Xianci stood at the end of the crowd with a seven-foot giant sword on his shoulder. He was no longer a little fat man, but a sturdy and tall boy, almost half a body taller than his peers, and his former white and tender skin had long since been tanned and shiny. and the little fat man five years ago, that is like two people.

Dong Xianci had just turned sixteen years old this year, and he had already advanced to a yellow-level disciple at the beginning of the year. His sword qi attribute is yang, and he has reached the third level of the sword realm, and like his senior brother Wang Bufan, he has also practiced the "Demon Quenching Blood Sword Technique", which is very suitable for Dong Xianci's body.

Dong Xianci's qualifications were mediocre, but he has made rapid progress in recent years, thanks to Yin Xiaofei.

The so-called close to Zhu Zhechi. In the past year, Dong Xianci has often learned from Yin Xiaofei, although he has never won, but the actual combat experience has been accumulating. Unlike other low-level disciples, they only learn from each other under the assignment of the second senior brother, and usually just practice swordsmanship by themselves.

At this time, on the martial arts training ground, there were two yellow-rank disciples practicing against each other. The second senior brother Yin Zhenya had a serious face, and the sleeve of his left arm fluttered with the breeze.

In the battle to eliminate demons that year, Yin Zhenya lost an arm, lost too much blood, and almost died. Fortunately, I drank the immortal medicine to save my life. Since then, he has been practicing more diligently, and now he has reached the second level of the sword realm, and the ancient pine swordsmanship that has been used for most of his life is even more proficient and sharp.

Watching the two Yellow Order disciples come and go, Yin Zhenya's expression became even more serious. Because he was extremely strict with his disciples, he saw that the swordsmanship of the two disciples was still too unfamiliar, so he shouted: "Stop." ”

The two Yellow Rank disciples were stunned for a moment, took the sword style, and stood aside.

Yin Zhenya glanced at the two of them and said, "Go to the side and practice the swordsmanship you have learned fifty times, and if you can't finish practicing, you are not allowed to eat." ”

The audience was silent, and the two yellow-level disciples walked to the side and danced loudly.

Yin Zhenya looked around at the disciple in front of him, looked at the tall Dong Xianci and said, "Xianci, come over and practice with me." ”

"Yes, Second Senior Brother." Dong Xian gave a salute and walked out of the crowd with a giant sword.

In the rivers and lakes, the swordsmanship is mainly light and agile, and there are very few people who use giant swords, and most of them are used by some unconventional guys, but there are very few real masters.

Since the opening of the Guangliu Sword Sect, there have been two people using giant swords, one of them, Wang Bufan, although he claims to be extraordinary, but his qualifications are not good, and his body shape is not suitable for studying giant swords, so he has not made much achievements. But he was born in martial arts, and he had a soft spot for giant swords, and after several attempts by his brothers and sisters to no avail, he let him practice. Everyone has their own aspirations, but who can decide the decisions of others?

Unlike Wang Bufan, Dong Xianci originally made a three-foot long sword. But when he was fourteen years old, Dong Xianci, who was already eating a lot, doubled his appetite. His muscles and bones developed wildly, and in one year, he reached six feet tall, a head taller than the adult man. Now it is still developing, and it has reached a height of seven feet, with a body like a mountain, and it is very burly and domineering.

The head of the house, Zuoqiu Zhongyun, taught him according to his aptitude, so he gave up the three-foot long sword and studied the seven-foot giant sword.

After Dong Xianci studied the giant sword swordsmanship, he made rapid progress, and the giant sword seemed to be tailor-made for him, making it just right and majestic.

In addition, Dong Xianci is polite and open-minded, not only his peers respect him, but his elders also love him very much. It can be said that he is the head of the new generation of disciples of the Guangliu Sword Sect, and Zuoqiu Zhongyun also has great expectations for him.

Yin Zhenya ordered Dong Xianci to step forward and fight with him on the sword, just to let the younger disciples take a look. Look at how far the swordsman of the same age as them has grown. They should follow his example and study swordsmanship even harder.

A seven-foot giant sword, a three-foot long sword, and a cluster of flying sword flowers, the disciples present were dazzled and admired.

Yin Xiaofei was passing by the side of the martial arts training ground with a few thick firewood on his back, and saw the sword flowers flying on the martial arts training field, and the 'Demon Quenching Blood Sword Technique' of the Heart Dao Immortal Brother had improved again, which was gratifying.

After dinner, Dong Xianci came to the kitchen to help Yin Xiaofei wash the dishes and brush the pot, Yin Xiaofei knew that he was a weasel to give New Year's greetings to chickens, and he was uneasy and kind. So he also pushed the boat down the river, stealing leisure, and seeing what medicine was sold in this big man's gourd.

Dong Xianci finished everything and came to the courtyard outside the kitchen with the giant sword. Seeing that Yin Xiaofei was already standing in the middle of the courtyard, he smiled innocently and said, "I know that I am Brother Xiaofei." ”

Yin Xiaofei didn't joke with him either, and said, "Come on!" He shook out a long and a short yin and yang double sword.

Dong Xianci was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Xiaofei, will you make double swords?" ”

"Hmm!" Yin Xiaofei wrapped his twin swords around his fingertips and replied.

"Okay, let my brother and I meet the eldest brother's yin and yang twin swords." After saying that, he came with a sword.

One inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

Three sword flowers swirled, and the wind was bulging.

Hearing only a bang, a seven-foot giant sword flew into the sky, and with a bang, it fell to the ground on the hard soil in the courtyard.

"Brother Xiaofei, your swordsmanship is too fast, I can't resist it." Dong Xianci said with a pinch on the back of his head, then slowly walked towards the giant sword and lifted it.

Yin Xiaofei looked at the sword in his hand and said, "Well, it's much faster than the previous one-handed swordsmanship, and I feel that it can be even faster." ”

Dong Xianci opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

"By the way, half a month later, our Sword Sect will compete with the Dingtian Sword Sect, and the competition of low-level disciples, the head of the sect ordered me to participate. Hehe, it's exciting to think about. Dong Xianci said with a smile on his face, carrying the giant sword on his back.

"Oh, you have to practice well, and don't be impetuous." Yin Xiaofei instructed Dong Xianci.

Dong Xianci bowed to Yin Xiaofei and said, "Remember Brother Xiaofei's words, I'll go back." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Yin Xiaofei looked at Dong Xianci's back and thought: Mu Dingtian, the head of the Dingtian Sword Sect, died in battle five years ago, and his wife took over the Dingtian Sword Sect, and it is even more prosperous, and I don't know what this Mrs. Mu is capable of, and can carry forward the largest sword sect in the Splitting Heaven Mountain Range to such a prosperous place.