Although it happened suddenly, the commander in the Sword Forge Valley was not in vain, but he was slightly stunned, and then he showed his magic powers, chasing the streamer of [I take the sword], and quickly swept out.

In the blink of an eye, the rest of it had been left far behind.

Fortunately, the sword did not escape directly from the Sword Forge Valley, otherwise, even with the strength level of the commander, not everyone would be able to keep up with the divine weapon that burst out with all its might.

And only in this short distance, the light skill level of the major commanders has been slightly differentiated, and the last one is a big man with a height of more than two meters, carrying a serrated heavy knife behind his back.

Every time it falls, the ground has to explode a small pit, although the speed is fast, but it is quite a loss in the change of movement, not to mention that at this time, even the speed is not dominant, and it is pulled away by a certain distance by the person in front.

The one at the front is precisely the woman and the scribe who couldn't look at each other before, one is like a flying map, giving birth to a lotus flower step by step, and the other is floating forward with his hands in his hands, his posture is extraordinary, all of them are otherworldly, and they have never fallen down at all, and they can almost be regarded as closely following [I take the sword].

After dozens of breaths, the sword suddenly roared twice, fell from the sky, and fell into a courtyard.

The first two of them had no scruples, regardless of the front and back, and went straight into it, their eyes just looking at the trajectory of the [I take the sword], for the past half a month, there has been no peace every day, and the divine soldiers who have been screaming violently have quieted down at this moment, and they are stuck upside down on the ground, which makes their hearts relax.

It was only at this time that the woman was able to settle down to observe the surrounding environment, the inner valley of the Sword Casting Valley was under the cover of many formations, and the place was actually quite vast, but even so, the place where this courtyard was located was very remote.

The place is not large, but the layout is quite elegant, and the autumn mood is getting stronger at this time, and the courtyard is full of pale golden flowers.

[I take the sword] was inserted upside down among the flowers, and the sharp energy carried by the sword blade itself unconsciously softened, and along the sides of the sword blade, the sea of flowers that gradually spread and stretched out had some kind of edge that did not exist before.

The wind blows, and the flowers rise and fall, as if the waves are rolling.

In the sky, because of the sharp edge of the divine soldier, the qi was triggered, and the sound of the sword roaring was still sharp and lofty, and the woman's mind unconsciously relaxed.

But the scribe took two steps forward and reached out to grasp the hilt of my sword.

The divine soldier's recognition of the master has been completed, and the divine soldier at this time has no way to reproduce the fierce and compelling edge just now, so just forcibly occupying the sword can greatly influence the movement of the new divine soldier and clamp down on its position.

The woman judged his purpose almost instantly, her face was slightly covered with frost, she snorted coldly, and at the same time struck, her sleeves and cuffs spread like clouds, striking at the scribe in front, the latter was also already on guard, and above her body, a faint edge rose.

Both of them noticed the young man standing in the courtyard, but neither of them paid attention to the man.

In their eyes, there is only this sword that represents one of the twelve seats.

The cuffs fell, carrying the strength of the mountains and seas, and were immediately shattered by the invisible sharp qi, and the scribe took the opportunity to take the lead, after all, he was one step faster, a few steps ahead, and reached out to hold the hilt of the [I take the sword], and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked.

At this moment, a palm was held in front of him, slowly and methodically on the hilt of the sword.

The scribe's face froze slightly, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to meet a pair of indifferent eyes, and then found that there was no self in those eyes.

The sword roared.

The divine soldier [I take the sword] jumped out of the sea of flowers, and the sound of Qingyue's sword roared, from the position of the hilt, along the trajectory of the wind flow, all the way to the blade and blade, outlining the void.

Invisible sword qi escaped.

……………………

The rest of the commanders, as well as the masters of the Sword Forge Valley, rushed to this courtyard, and then, everyone froze in place, their eyes widening.

The sea of golden flowers in the courtyard collapsed, and the golden and slender stamens circulated quietly.

The 'young man' wearing a cyan three-fold robe was behind his back with his left hand, and his right hand was holding the sword, the blade of the sword trembled slightly, shaking off the petals, and the sunlight circulated on the spine of the sword, which was slightly dazzling.

The blade of the sword struck the throat of the second commander of the Sword Forge Valley.

Flowers fluttered and scattered, the 'youth' with a sword, the scribe stiff like a puppet, and behind the two of them, a large expanse of distant sky seemed to freeze.

When many of you here think about this scene many years later, you still feel that you can't breathe, and you still feel instinctive trembling.

The 'young man' glanced at the people around him, the edge of the sword in his hand was slightly off, brushed the scribe's shoulder, then put away the sword, turned around and walked inside, the wide wide-sleeved cuffs flipped with the wind, as if the clouds and mist overlapped, the tide was surging, and said lightly:

"Serve tea."

"Yes, yes!"

The servant, who had already been stunned, came back to his senses for a long time, and hurriedly went down to prepare, and the woman in charge of the envoy had a complicated look on her face, took a deep breath, calmed down, and then bowed slightly to the room, and said softly:

"Thank you for your kindness."

"Wan Qin bothered ......"

Then he paced inside.

This scene fell into the eyes of the rest of the people, like a landslide and tsunami, making their brains and thoughts a little stiff, and it was difficult to think for a while, and without waiting for such a shock to dissipate, the tall soldier who was a little slower raised his hand and touched his head, and laughed:

"In that case, Lao Zhou is welcome."

"Remember to ask for strong tea, strong tea!"

"Hahaha......"

One person seemed to have a pale look on his face, bowed his head slightly, and said:

"Thank you."

Immediately move forward.

Lu Yongmei and Xiao Runlin in the crowd were a little stiff, looking at the commanders of the soldiers whose status was far above them, as if they had suddenly become close friends with Ouye Guiyuan, who had been hunted down before, and said hello to each other, and then entered.

Xiao Wanqin stepped into it, her complexion was like jade, her eyes were slightly narrow, but she was still gentle and gentle, looking extremely calm and peaceful, but there were thoughts in her heart that kept tumbling and couldn't settle down, but one thing became clearer and clearer, as if the night sky with dark clouds dissipated, and the moonlight was clear and difficult to ignore.

Prior to this, the [I take the sword] sword master An Zhaofeng, although it should not be underestimated, was not a difficult opponent to deal with, and each of them was afraid of each other.

Ouyeel Guiyuan, the younger generation who used to be highly valued among the children of Ouyeel, is now stripped from the core disciples because of two consecutive failures.

The relationship between the two seems to be quite good, but even so, everyone will not pay attention to it, because for them, the alliance of the two parties has no effect.

But now it's different.

It's different.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking at the back in front of her, as if she wanted to see something from that back, she hadn't seen Ouyeel Guiyuan a few times, with her identity, originally and Ouyeel Guiyuan were two different worlds, but even so, she couldn't help but wonder, is the person in front of her fake?

That Ouyee Guiyuan, how could he make [I take the sword] recognize the master?

But almost immediately, she denied such a suspicion, he would never be fake, because there had been a similar problem back then, which caused great trouble for the Sword Forge Valley, and the vitality was greatly damaged.

Since then, the children of the Ouye family must verify their bodies before entering the valley, and the bloodline will be checked to confirm that they are the children of the Ouye family before they are allowed to enter the valley, otherwise they will be directly killed.

Since he is standing here, it is Ouyeel Guiyuan.

Xiao Wanqin couldn't help but have a complicated feeling in her heart.

When the sword master of [I take the sword] becomes a disciple of Ouye's first line, or any divine weapon belongs to a disciple of Ouye's first lineage, then all the previous problems of this disciple will be directly revealed, and the situation in the valley that was originally in some kind of tacit balance will be pushed to start over almost instantly.

The reason is simple.

Because the valley master of the Sword Forge Valley is Ouye.

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The scribe outside the courtyard opened his mouth, as if he had finally recovered from the incomparably sharp sword, and his eyes had regained focus, but in the depths of his pupils, he was still slightly dazed.

It's too close.

That sword was too fast.

It was so fast that he didn't even have time to mobilize the divine weapon protector, and the original qi engine had already been cut open, as long as at that time, the [I take the sword] in that person's hand was handed forward slightly, and his life would be ended in an instant.

Even if the opponent's martial arts are not good, but it is a divine soldier who truly recognizes the master independently, and the power that the [I take the sword] in his hand can exert is far stronger than that of other divine soldiers...... Moreover, this sword is so appropriate.

Is it a coincidence?

Or is it an illusion......

He lifted his hand and touched his right shoulder, which was covered with a strand of broken hair, and breathed a sigh of relief, then seemed to realize something, and slowly turned his head away.

Above the vast firmament, the clouds and mist were stacked heavily, but such a thick cloud and mist was cut by a sword from the very middle, straight and sharp, and the pale golden sunlight poured down, sweeping through the entire Sword Casting Valley.

His eyes widened slightly, thinking of the sword that had just been deflected from his throat to his shoulder, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a puppet, just looking at the sword mark that was gradually disappearing.

……………………

After Wang Anfeng and Wuxin Tielin had that meal, they immediately returned to the inn where they stayed, knowing in their hearts that after this farewell, Wuxin and the two would pack up the files of Liangzhou City as quickly as possible, and then return to Tianjing City.

We will meet again here, but I don't know how many years later, and I don't know where it is.

After all, he planned to leave the territory of Great Qin directly, and from then on to the northwest and go outside the territory to explore, such an idea was actually already there after talking to Libo that day.

Because Libo said that day, the remnants of the Star Palace were forced to withdraw from the Central Plains.

That is to say, if the current Star Palace still exists, if it does not disappear with the passage of time, then it must be outside the territory, at least it has left enough traces and clues outside the territory.

In addition, the Star Pavilion and the Eastern Condensation are also outside the territory.

Now there is a White Tiger Hall again.

There are so many reasons to put it here, and a trip outside the territory is already imperative, or he can hardly find a reason not to go outside the territory to see.

It's just a pity that walking outside the territory is more or less than in the territory of Great Qin, just in the Western Regions, there are all kinds of small countries, hostile to each other, much more dangerous than the Central Plains, he has no way to take Ximing with him.

Regarding this matter, I had already agreed with Libo yesterday, and the old man would take the little girl to walk around and take a look at the territory of Daqin.

Supplement the experience and knowledge that was lacking in the previous ten years, if the little girl has good roots, she can also teach some martial arts by the way, as for the thaumaturgy book obtained from Dongfang Ningxin, he thought about it again and again, but he still didn't give it to Dongfang Ximing.

That's it......

What are the considerations of the Oriental family, the fate of the three-hundred-year-old family, for a little girl who is only a teenager, it is still too heavy.

At this age, girls just need to laugh to their heart's content, watch the flowers bloom and snow fall to their heart's content, and like what things they like, such as what flowers and trees, calligraphy and painting, what colorful silk and satin, everything is good, even if it is sad in spring and autumn, after waking up, it is good to fall a pillow of golden beans.

Family? World?

With such immature and weak shoulders, it is better not to carry something too heavy.

No matter how big the turmoil in the rivers and lakes is, he can protect it.

At this time, Wang Anfeng's footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes suddenly became a little complicated.

This is not the case for everyone.

In Fufeng County, far, far away, there is such a little girl who is still a long age, but no one can shelter her, no one protects her, no one believes in her, so she can only hide herself by herself.

When she hid in the dark and oppressive dark room with her knees hugged, did she also think that someone could cover her from the turmoil? Even if it's just a fleeting thought?

Wang Anfeng raised his eyes to look at the sky, exhaled, stretched out his right hand, caught a falling red maple leaf, and said softly with a very complicated smile:

"Talk about girls, this autumn, the flowers are blooming very well......"

"Do you still like this Jianghu?"

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Gangnam Province.

After entering the city, he immediately found a tavern on the side of the road, and asked the store to serve a pot of wine first, and then cut five catties of braised pork and some hot dishes.

The main thing is wine.

Running all the way, no matter how big the wine gourd on his waist is, it can't stop him from drinking like a cow, and he has already drunk it to the bottom, especially on that day, he and Liqidao were actually sharing the pot of a first-class scholar who has seen him once in thirty years.

After drinking that kind of elixir and jade dew, during this time, he couldn't feel good about drinking anything, as if he had drunk white water, but he was the kind of person who couldn't leave the wine for a while, so he had to drink more, and he drank like white water.

Since it is a tavern, then naturally there will be no shortage of wine, but in a moment, the restaurant has already brought out a jar of wine, after all, it is Jiangnan Road, even in this ordinary roadside wine shop, the wine utensils have a bit of desirable elegance.

The wine is free but he doesn't like it, he returns from the Western Regions, and prefers the rough over there, the big pottery wine jar that shaves his hands, a wine jar is bigger than a person's head, there are five or six catties to put on the table, snap, and the throat is even hotter, as if a stream of fire enters the stomach, which is extremely comfortable.

But at this time, the alcohol addiction came up, where does it matter what kind of wine, immediately slapped open the wine jar sealing mud, grabbed the mouth of the altar with his right hand, and was about to pour it into his mouth, at this time, he heard the table not far away, a few people dressed as Jianghu people sighed, and said:

"Is it the same with your sect?"

"Then can there be a fake, how many of the Jianghu sects in the entire Jiangnan Province can escape? Aren't even Jiangnan heroes dead? That's a grandmaster, let alone you and me? If it weren't for the low level of martial arts and the fact that he had never been selected to walk with his uncles, a few lives would not be enough......"

"Alas, yes, I never thought that I would leave a life for this reason...... Alas, is it really my Jiangnan Province that has such a catastrophe? Originally, I was a scholar and sword in Jiangnan Province, but now I am going to be looked down upon by the Northland. ”

One of them snorted coldly, slammed the sword in his hand on the table, and said:

"The people of the rivers and lakes are naturally superior in martial arts, if he dares to spit out any disrespectful words in his mouth, he must let them see the power of this sword in my hand!"

"That's nature!"

"Who in Jiangnan Province doesn't know the power of Brother Wu's cloak sword?!"

Even if it's a compliment.

Jiu Zizi listened to it while pouring wine into his mouth, and he didn't care much about it at first, but he just thought it was the friction and fight between several Jianghu sects, but when he heard that even the Jiangnan heroes were dead, he felt a little solemn.

The guy nicknamed Jiangnan Hero he used to deal with, although his behavior was not bright enough, but his martial arts were really not bad, even if he wanted to catch the other party, it would take some effort, and it was even more difficult to be cautious and never take risks.

I never thought that such a grandmaster would die like this?

I don't know whose hand it was.

It is not difficult for the grandmaster to defeat, but it is not a simple matter to kill him on the spot, he has not been in the Central Plains for a few years, when did such a murderer come out?

A few people over there said: "Alas, if it weren't for this calamity, why would we be so troubled? ”

Another sighed and said:

"No way, who would have thought? It is said that the man was a man with a face as black as a body, and he was born to practice external skills, full of muscles, like a mountain-like strong figure. ”

"If I had known that it was such an opponent, I wouldn't have given my life in vain."

Hearing this, Jiuzi couldn't help but sneer secretly, thinking it was ridiculous, these people spread the rumors, what did they do, so they didn't care much, while thinking about it, they poured a big sip of wine into their mouths, and when they were comfortable, they heard the people in the rivers and lakes slamming the table over there, gritting their teeth and saying:

"Damn Shenwu Mansion Master!"

"If you have the opportunity, you will definitely ask that Wang Anfeng to try our swordsmanship!"

The expressions of several people next to him changed greatly, and they hurriedly asked the person to speak carefully, but at this moment, he heard a noise, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw that in the corner of the tavern, an old man puffed and squirted out all the wine in his mouth.

Then he was still coughing violently, coughing and smashing his chest at the same time, his face was flushed, and his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ahem, what? Who? ”

"Wang ...... Wang Anfeng?! ”

PS: Today's update presents.........

Because of the revision of the plot part of entering the Western Regions next, troublesome people in the Star Palace, so today's chapters are a little less, sorry......