The sword aura was overwhelming, almost terrifying.

However, in the sword qi, that wisp of pure sword intent was even more difficult to ignore, and Tai Shujian, who was sitting on the carriage seat with one leg folded, changed slightly, and suddenly rose up, holding the hilt of the giant sword behind him with his right hand.

It was the first time since he got this giant sword.

The wide sword body attracted a wisp of sword momentum and smashed towards the sword qi.

But at the third breath, Uncle Tai Jian, who was holding the giant que, had already flown back in embarrassment, and he couldn't stop the sword qi in the slightest.

The white-shirted young man of His Excellency Sanshan did not seem to be in good health, and coughed twice.

And don't look at the results.

Holding the bamboo cane in his hand, he turned and floated away.

The three hundred zhang sword qi behind him was mighty, it had already smashed down, the horses were frightened, rolled to the ground, Wang Anfeng's right fingers lightly rested on the sword weapon in his hand, the spirit and spirit instantly united, and in an instant, the qi was long, and a wisp of pale blue sword gang emerged from the sword body.

With a clang, the sword was unsheathed.

The pale cyan sword was like a swimming fish, rushing up in an instant, crashing into the sword qi that weighed three thousand jun, and the sharp qi was pressing, the sword in Wang Anfeng's hand roared low, his wrist turned slightly, but the movement of the sword body was like entering a quagmire, and it became more and more sluggish.

Under the pressure of the three hundred zhang sword qi, it was like the sky would fall.

Wang Anfeng's broad sword in his palm whispered.

A sword,

Two swords,

In the blink of an eye, dozens of swords have been stabbed, the qi is continuous, the wide sword in his hand suddenly roared, and everyone below only felt a chill in their hearts, and dozens of zhang pale cyan sword gang was like a dragon breaking through water, breaking the three hundred zhang sword qi cleanly, and rising into the clouds.

The sword qi pierced through the clouds and mist, and the mist rose to the sky, condensed into water by the cold, and the spring light rain fell from the sky like a wisp of green smoke.

The broad sword in his hand slammed into the sheath.

A green shirt stood in front of everyone.

And outside the Sanshan Pavilion, only a back can be seen, which has been curled away.

"Are you gone......"

Yu Chijie muttered, looked left and right at the almost shapeless ground around him, wiped his cheeks, his hands were red, and the expression in his eyes changed slightly.

"One sword, three hundred zhang ......"

The voice was faint, almost a guttural whisper.

The rest of the companions narrowly escaped with their lives, and although they were not lightly frightened, there were no major casualties, but many did not dare to go forward.

Or to rest in the surrounding counties, or to say that the goods were destroyed, to go back to Guangwu County Guancheng to buy some, and then to go forward again but a mile, then they all changed directions, and no longer dared to go with Wang Anfeng and others.

They themselves also understand that the person who wielded a hundred zhang sword qi at once could never come to find him, and if he wanted to go with him, he was afraid that his life would be in danger, and there was a scholar who was greedy for beauty, wanted to take a second look, and was unwilling to leave, and was also dragged away by life, saving a life in vain.

Yu Chijie sat on horseback, watched the back of the merchants who came out of the city together, sighed, and said:

"It's smart enough to know how to advance and retreat."

"No wonder you dare to go out to travel businessmen, this businessman is the same as going to the rivers and lakes, and his eyes have to be bright."

Wang Anfeng rode in the front, his expression was calm, his right hand was raised, and the navy blue wide sleeves slipped down, revealing his wrists and palms, which were covered with a layer of hoarfrost visible to the naked eye.

There was a look of amazement in Wang Anfeng's eyes.

With these three hundred zhang sword qi as water, and the sword meaning is fish, dragging the tail in it.

This kind of handwriting can be described as very atmospheric.

"How?"

A faint voice sounded, Wang Anfeng put down his right hand, and the cuffs slipped off, covering his palm. Gong Yu changed horses, followed Wang Anfeng, his eyes fell on his right hand hidden next to him, and said lightly:

"Hurt?"

Wang Anfeng sighed with a smile, generously admitted, and said:

"It seems that I can't hide it."

Gong Yu retracted his gaze and said lightly:

"The sword move dismantles you above me, but in the sword intent, I comprehend above you."

"You can see that when Fang just broke the sword qi, he guarded against the sword intent, and I can naturally see it, but he was on guard against that person and turned around to take out the sword, and he didn't help."

Wang Anfeng didn't care, just smiled and said:

"I was going to pretend to be a few pounds and a few taels of high demeanor, but I never wanted to be seen through."

"Does the palace girl know the number of that person's swordsmanship? I think that he and the few people who held the famous sword before are not the same people as the people. ”

Gong Yu bowed his head slightly and said:

"If you haven't fought before, you can't be 100% sure, but you have a pure yang body, just a wisp of sword intent, you can make frost and snow in your palm, which shows that your sword intent is lonely."

Wang Anfeng bowed slightly, looked at the road in front of him, and sighed:

"Looks like I'm not mistaken."

"I just don't know why this person suddenly appeared, and left after a sword."

Gong Yu didn't answer.

You don't need to know each other before, and sometimes, you don't need any reason, being in the rivers and lakes is the best reason.

"Tianshan Sword Sect?!"

Yu Chijie was surprised.

He had just been slightly affected by the aftermath of that sword qi, and he had suffered some minor injuries, and now he was sitting in the carriage, looking at Lin Qiaofu opposite, and let out a surprised voice.

Lin Qiaofu nodded and said in a low voice:

"I recognize that sword move just now."

"It's a move in the Tianshan Sword Sect, the sword aura is cold, and it's not a top-grade swordsmanship that ordinary disciples can practice."

Yu Chijie grinned and said, "Needless to say, I only know with my eyes that it is a real high-grade swordsmanship, and the general swordsmanship is just a method of external fighting, where can it be so majestic?" ”

"It's just that I remember that the Tianshan Sword Sect has always been friendly with you Qingfeng Jie, if he is a true disciple who has learned the top-grade swordsmanship of the Tianshan Mountain, why would he come to trouble us."

"Don't say that he just wants to test the sword, to see who is not pleasing to the eye, and directly slash over with a sword."

Yu Chijie touched his cheek and muttered.

"I guess this young master looks quite pleasing to the eye."

Lu Baiping sneered on the other side.

Although they have known each other for a long time, Lin Qiaofu is still a little at a loss for Yu Chijie, but when she has not heard the later words, she said:

"The previous patriarch who made the Tianshan Sword Sect leap to become one of the seven major sects in the world back then, and my Qingfeng Ancestor once traveled together with a sword, and the relationship is naturally good."

"After that, although the patriarchs of the two factions never saw each other again in their lives, the relationship between the two factions was excellent, they had survived many difficulties, and they had also given each other sword canons, more than three years ago, when Elder Murong had his birthday, there was also an elder of the Tianshan Sword Sect who took a sword-wielding disciple to congratulate him."

"How can I ...... it now?"

Lin Qiaofu opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

Yu Chijie smiled, and had some guesses in his heart about this matter, but he never said it, his eyes fell on Hong Luoyu, who was sitting next to him, and seemed to close his eyes and recuperate, and said with a smile:

"That'...... What did the seniors think? ”

Hong Luoyu opened his eyes.

For some reason, Yu Chijie seemed to see two or three points of sluggishness in his eyes, and was slightly stunned, but then he heard a chuckle as usual.

Immediately saw Hong Luoyu leaning on the back of the carriage, his eyes were bright, where was the sluggishness he had just noticed, and he was just secretly laughing at his heart.

Hong Luoyu groped his chin with the palm of his right hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said:

"It's hard to say."

"Hard to say?"

Yu Chijie was slightly surprised.

This is not the same answer he had in mind.

Hong Luoyu nodded, his face was a little more plain and frivolous, and he had a more solemn grandmaster bearing, raised his eyes and glanced at the people in the carriage, and said slowly:

"Yes, it's hard to say."

"The martial artist is not a member of the Mo family, when he is drunk, he will add a little strength, but his moves will lose his discipline, mood, and experience, which will affect the state of the shot, even if it is a machine person, there are times when the joints are worn and worn, and the function is lost, let alone people."

"Martial artists, especially swordsmen above the middle and third grades, can play a high ceiling, as high as a sword to pierce the sky, but the lower limit of strength can also be quite low, and even be defeated and killed by a seventh-grade martial artist who has the heart to die."

"It's not a strange thing, it happens all the time."

The three of them in the carriage quieted down, listening to Hong Luoyu tell slowly, and Fang just took a sword, and Tai Shujian, who was so shocked that his blood was boiling, also calmed his breath, leaned on the carriage, and listened quietly.

Hong Luoyu said slowly:

"In terms of talent, Feng'er was holding a sharp blade, but he still used a full eighty-seven swords when he was fighting, and he broke the other party's understatement, which seemed to be a great disadvantage."

"But I didn't know how long that person had been waiting in front of the Three Mountains Pavilion."

"I don't know how much combat power he will have after he comes out with this sword."

"If he came an hour in advance, stood quietly to recuperate, and suddenly broke out after a long time, and faced the unprepared wind, it would naturally be a big advantage."

If this is the case, it means that every move we make is in the eyes of the other party.

And there are definitely a lot of people on the other side.

Wei Chijie knew in his heart, but he never said this judgment that affected morale, but just smiled: "Then it seems that the leprosy ghost in white clothes is a chicken thief, and with this method, he must not be the opponent of Brother Wang." ”

Hongluo Yuxia intended to unceremoniously reply to the previous sentence whether he was blind or not, but then realized that his current identity was an immortal senior, and he couldn't lose face, so he just coughed lightly and said:

"Whether it is strong or weak, only he can know if he has fought it every day."

"This person stabbed out a sword this time, turned around and left, obviously came to make a battle post, and informed one or two in advance, no matter what, the behavior is considered to be unscrupulous."

Fall......

Yu Chijie touched the wound on his face, thinking of the appearance of the three hundred zhang sword qi overwhelmingly crushed, he touched his sleeve, and said hesitantly:

"Leiluo? Maybe. ”

"But it's true that you don't care about ordinary people's lives."

In the castle of Fufu-gun.

Su Zhengcheng, who had gray temples, looked at the file in his hand, his eyes swept quickly, and when he saw the second volume, his gaze suddenly froze.

Start with the first line, slow down, and slowly look through the line by line.

I flipped through it and looked at it several times, and pulled out this piece of paper directly, and there were many things densely written on it, mainly to record the major events that happened in Fufeng County back then.

For example, the extermination of the White Tiger Hall.

It is briefly written about the bloody case he committed, the way Daqin handled it, and the suspicions, there is only one suspicion, the master of the White Tiger Hall who has the peak of the four grades was used as a sword by a sword, and the person who shot it seems to be implicated in another case back then.

He didn't care about it, because something else caught his eye.

Without thinking about it carefully, he only glanced at it, thinking that the so-called 'Yi Nanping' had nothing to do with Wang Tiance's son, so he hastily skimmed over the brief line of records.

The gaze dropped, falling to the end of the page.

October of the first year of Great Qin Dayuan.

The main peak of the Medicine Master Valley moved thousands of miles in one day, and it can be seen that one person came from the mountain.

After a pause, he pulled out another file and placed it beside him.

October of the first year of Great Qin Dayuan.

Wang Tiance's son left the Fufeng Academy.

Comparing the two dossiers together, Su Zhengcheng couldn't help but gasp, his expression changed slightly, and he muttered:

"Grand Grandmaster......

PS: Today's second update is presented............

I heard the news that from June 2nd to June 6th, the platform maintenance of the starting point, whether it is said in this chapter or the comment function, there is no way to use it......

Gentlemen, feel my despair......