The autumn is high and the wind is clean, and the warm day is smoking.

The two of them are in a hurry. One person made the move "White Crane Bright Wings", jumped up diagonally, and pecked at the opponent with the sword in his hand like a crane's beak. His opponent stared at the tip of the sword, his body froze, and when the tip of the sword pierced in front of him, the move was already old, and his body suddenly took half a step back, and the cold tip of the sword was already piercing into the air. He took advantage of the opponent's stunned moment, and the sword suddenly poked out, and he shot three times in a row like lightning, which was the stunt of the Kongtong faction, "Three Pools and Printing the Moon".

At this time, he was the last to strike, and he had already seized the opportunity. The previous man was caught off guard and was forced to retreat again and again by his three consecutive moves. The sword light of the previous man shrank smaller and smaller, and he barely protected himself, and he was already invincible. The man who came out of the sword sneered: "This kind of skill, do you also want to covet the Wuyang Sword?" ”

There was a loud noise, but it was the person from before who kicked on the pillar behind him, and with the power of the rebound, the sword was like rage, and he slammed into the opponent. The opponent was caught off guard, and his hands were numb from the shock of his sword, and he could barely hold the long sword in his hand. The man also sneered: "This kind of skill, do you also want to covet the Yang Dancing Sword?" ”

These rabbits rose and fell, and they were so wonderful that everyone in the hall was so nervous that they couldn't breathe. The two of them knew that their opponents were fierce opponents, and their sword moves were tight, and they fought even harder.

There was a mighty old man sitting in the hall, who seemed to be the owner of the room, and like everyone in the hall, he was attracted by the fighting swords of the two, twisted his beard, and watched intently. There was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old beside him, dressed in fiery red clothes, and her little face was flushed, just like a fire child in a painting. She yawned, patted her mouth with her chubby little hand, and sighed: "These two people's martial arts are very poor, and they just beat back and forth, it's really boring." ”

The old man hurriedly shook his hand to stop her, peeking at it, everyone in the hall was attracted by the sword fight, and no one paid attention to the words of this naughty boy, so he put his mind at ease and said in a low voice: "Kunlun and Kongtong are famous sects in the martial arts, since I held this sword god meeting, how can I not invite them?" The little girl pouted: "None of their first-generation elders came, but only sent a few second-generation brothers to show their ugliness, obviously they didn't take our Shenwei Dart Bureau seriously." The old man sighed, "These famous families have always had a very high opinion of themselves, and it would be strange if the first generation of elders really came." But I didn't expect that. ”

The little girl smiled: "Is there anyone more powerful than these famous and decent families?" What about our Shenwei dart game? The old man shook his head and said, "There are many martial arts talents, who can say that they are more powerful than whom?" But in the past few years, the back waves of the Yangtze River have pushed the front waves, and there have been several young characters, all of whom have fought more than 100 battles since their debut, but they have never lost a battle! ”

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Who is so powerful?" Dad, you must tell me! The old man smiled slightly, gently stroked the little girl's head with his thick palm, and said softly, "I was about to tell you." The first is the 'Iron Mask God Catch' Iron Hate of the door. It is said that no thief, no matter how vicious, can escape from his hands. No matter how complicated and strange the case is, as long as he intervenes, it will be solved in the near future. In recent years, iron hatred has become a taboo on the rivers and lakes, and wherever he stops, it is really Haiyan and Heqing, and no one dares to commit a crime.

"The second 'Jade Hand Divine Doctor' Li Qingchou is not only unfathomable in martial arts, but also has medical skills like a god, and he can really live and die with white bones. He medicine and martial arts complement each other, become a family of their own, and have several perfections. This person has an indifferent nature, does not like to communicate with people, and is born more like a woman, but when Qilian Qikou was 'healed' to death by him, no one dared to despise him anymore!

"The name of the third place is simple, Sword God!"

The little girl sneered: "There are thousands of people who use swords in the rivers and lakes, how can he be called a god?" The old man sighed, "There are many people who want to ask this question, some people ask it with a knife, some people ask it with a gun, and more people ask it with a sword." But no matter how many people asked, none of them knew the answer, because they were all dead! He paused for a moment and continued, "To this day, there are still many people who want to ask, but there are not many who really dare to go. That sword should not be said to be the sword of the sword god, but to be said to be a magic sword! His hand trembled, as if the word "magic sword" itself had a mysterious magic, and once it was mentioned, it immediately swept over with overwhelming fear. He grabbed the wine glass on the table and took a long sip, his expression uncertain.

The little girl's beautiful eyes rolled and she smiled, "Has Daddy ever seen this sword?" The old man's body shook again, and the wine glass suddenly paused in the air, and after a long time, he said gloomily: "I have seen it!" …… I really don't want to see this sword again if I could! He finally brought the glass to his lips, tilted his head, and poured it down. The little girl blinked, not knowing what she was thinking, and suddenly smiled: "Hearing what Daddy said, I can't wait to see this sword." The old man said: "It is rumored that this person has nothing good in his life, but he loves swords, so I specially found the Wuyang Sword that was the first hero in the sky that year, and spread this sword god conference, just to provoke him." ”

You must know that thirty years ago, Changkong was known as the first master of martial arts throughout the ages, and his sword is of course a treasure for those who learn swords. Yu Changkong saw everything, and he single-handedly made an appointment with the top ten masters of the Demon Sect. In the battle on Dongting Lake, although he finally won, he exhausted his internal strength and died in a few days. This battle shook the world, and the masters of the Demon Sect were empty, and they were finally driven out of the original by the Eight Great Sects, and they have been in a slump so far. And Yu Changkong's Wuyang Sword was also lost, but thirty years later, it fell into the hands of the Shenwei Dart Bureau to open this sword god conference. The gods and heroes are not in vain.

The old man stared at the slender black wooden box on the case, and said slowly: "If he doesn't come, my 100,000 taels of silver will be spent in vain." The little girl smiled: "Isn't there still an iron hatred and that beautiful miracle doctor Li Qingchou?" The old man said: "Iron hatred chased the flower thief to Saibei, but I am afraid that I will not be able to come back in three or five months." As for Li Qingchou, someone saw him in Luzhou a month ago, and when the news came again half a month ago, he had already arrived in Yunnan. He entered the seedling Xinjiang to collect medicine, I am afraid that it will take longer. If the sword god refuses to come again, he is afraid that he will ...... I'm afraid of ......" He sighed and sat down, as if he had aged much in an instant.

The little girl picked up a glass of wine, brought it to the old man's mouth, and chuckled, "Daddy, don't worry. As long as this person is alive in the world, my daughter has a way to let him help us. The old man couldn't help but smile when he saw his beloved daughter's joyful attitude: "Then Daddy doesn't have to worry about it anymore!" The little girl's two crescent-like eyebrows curled slightly, and Ying Ying said, "Daddy, what is the name of this sword god?" ”

The old man took a breath and slowly spit out: "Guo Ao! ”

Everyone felt that there was a flower in front of them, and one person fell in the court. Although it was noon, everyone felt a chill rise.

I saw that this person was dressed in black, wrapped tightly around his body, and only two eyes were exposed. But is that the eye? The old man in the hall pretended to be well-informed and read countless people, but he couldn't help but shudder when he was swept by these eyes. ——Those eyes squinted like cats, and when they opened and closed, a faint blue light flickered, but like the coldest ice, it drained all warmth. Now these eyes are fixed on everyone like needles.

The old man took a deep breath and said, "This hero ......" The man suddenly cut off: "Do you know who I am?" His voice seemed to have a strange gravitational pull, and the little girl couldn't help but follow his words and ask, "Who are you?" The man in black screamed, "My name is Yuan Du." ”

There was silence in the courtroom. The little girl looked around, and saw that everyone was shocked, and the horror was mixed with a little panic. Even her father's face became extremely weird.

The old man muttered, "You are Yuan Du? The man in black replied proudly: "I am Yuan Du!" The old man didn't seem to hear it, and still said to himself: "You are Yuan Du?" ”

The little girl saw that her father was like losing his soul, and she was obviously very afraid, so she couldn't help laughing: "He said that he was Yuan Du, why didn't my father believe it?" Yuan Du chuckled: "It's not that he doesn't believe it, he doesn't dare to believe it, and he doesn't want to believe it!" The little girl's eyes flashed and she smiled, "Why? ”

Yuan Du said coldly: "Because if I am really Yuan Du, the person who wants this sword will be miserable." I saw the corners of his mouth twitch, revealing an extremely weird smile, "You might as well try to see who here dares to snatch this sword from me." Under this smile, it is even more like the ghost of hell. Although it was noon, the sun was scorching, and everyone in the court was cold.

The little girl looked around, but everyone seemed to be really silent, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Legend has it that Yuan's one-handed sword is rarely used to kill people, and most of the time, it is used to eat people. People say that before Yuan Du took people's lives, he would cut the muscles and flesh on his opponent's body and eat them alive. Don't talk about the people who are eaten, as long as they see such a cruel killing, they can't wait to blind their eyes and stop looking at this miserable situation. So there has always been a legend that Yuan Duben is not a human, but a demon from the underworld; Or that he was originally a human being, but he had been dead for a long time, but finally got a chance to sell his soul to the demon as a condition for his resurrection.

But the little girl didn't believe in these legends. She glanced at everyone and said angrily, "Why don't you go and fight him?" She paused desperately, cute and funny. However, none of the people in the room could laugh, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at her.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, the little girl said angrily: "If anyone is willing to make a move, I will ...... I'll marry him! She wants to pretend to be old, but she is full of childishness, but at this time, who can laugh?

Yuan Du said in a dumb voice: "Little girl, if you are in a hurry to get married, don't pick this time, if you are not careful, I will kill your future husband, and you can only be a widow!" Although the little girl was not thin-skinned, she was also so red from him that she could not help but stomp her foot and run to the inner hall.

But I heard a person say aloud: "Who is in a hurry to get married?" Why don't you wait for me? The little girl's eyes lit up suddenly, and she said coquettishly: "It's me!" Which hero are you? ”

Although the courtyard wall of the Shenwei Dart Bureau is not very high, but the Dart Bureau is to eat the rice of the rivers and lakes, and the friends on the road have also offended a lot, but they have to be prevented, therefore, the wall is not only sprinkled with black ash and broken nails, but also on the iron net, the net is full of poisonous needles and tribulus terrestris, it is really difficult to fly birds. But at this moment, a young man suddenly appeared on the wall, and he stood on the iron net with his feet on it, as if he was very comfortable.

When she saw the young man's appearance clearly, the little girl's eyes brightened even more. The young man stood with his hands in his hands, dressed in a simple coarse cloth white garment, cleanly washed, and without any other ornaments. It's just that his face is handsome, his complexion is white and red, and his expression is slightly confused, and he doesn't seem to be used to appearing in front of these many people. If he hadn't shown this brilliant martial arts, I was afraid that some of the ten people in the court would treat him as a woman who lived in the boudoir.

The little girl's brain flashed: "Are you Li Qingchou?" The man smiled and said, "Li Qingchou? I drank with him last year. Why, you know him too? The little girl shook her head in disappointment and couldn't help but sigh. The man on the wall stared at her up and down with blazing eyes, and then smiled, "I heard that there are people here who are in a hurry to get married...... Isn't it you? The little girl said shyly, "I...... I just ...... for a moment" She could no longer speak, because the man's gaze was so strong—he really looked at his bride.

If a cheeky woman meets a cheeky man, there is really no way at all. Even if she was a woman of thirteen or fourteen.

But fortunately, every woman has her magic weapon, and this little girl is no exception. Her eyes widened, and she said suddenly: "Uncle, it's okay if you want me to marry you, but I have conditions to marry!" The man said "oh", and his expression seemed to suddenly become nervous, as if he was afraid that he would not reach it, and the bride in his hand would fly away: "What conditions?" The little girl's thin fingertips cocked and pointed forward: "This condition is to quickly drive out this person who feels good about himself!" She was referring to Yuan Du.

Yuan Du also seemed to be a cheeky person, and the little girl and the young man asked and answered like this, his eyes were only on the sword, and he didn't even look at them.

The young man suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "This condition is easy to handle, you just wait to get married!" ”

Yuan Du suddenly said coldly: "You still have to wait to be a widow!" "—Swift sword! A black light swept down from the pale blue sky like a splash of ink. There was a cracking sound, and the man on the wall suddenly fell down. The iron net on which he stood was broken in two. The little girl screamed, and her face changed color in horror. Ting exclaimed. No one could have imagined that Yuan Du's sword wind would be able to strike so far!

A cruel smile appeared on Yuan Du's face. It seems that the more sorrowful and fearful others are, the more they will be able to enjoy themselves. His ink sword swept back, but it suddenly stopped, and his figure also froze, his face was full of horror, staring ahead in disbelief, as if something strange had suddenly happened.

The little girl followed his gaze, but saw the man on the wall slowly standing up from the ground. She couldn't help but cheer! The man smiled at her, rubbed his belly and stood up, and said with a wry smile: "I have always been very weak, and I can't withstand the cool breeze the most." Didn't you want my life when you suddenly fanned such a rapid wind? ”

Yuan Du snorted, the ink sword hummed, and a sword slashed out. The man suddenly shouted, "Wait! ”

Yuan Du was stunned, and the ink sword came slowly. The man turned to the little girl and said, "This belly hurts terribly." Can you give me a cup of hot water and press it? Otherwise, your future lover is only afraid that he will not be able to defeat this cuttlefish sword. The little girl smiled "sneering" and said, "Yes! - What do you call him a cuttlefish? ”

The man whispered, "You see that his whole body is black, and when he takes a sword, it is as black as a burnt bone, not a cuttlefish?" I wanted to call him a squid, but he didn't steal anything, and it didn't seem to be sticking to the word 'thief', so I had to grieve Brother Squid. As she spoke, the little girl poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him. The man smiled slightly, and raised his hand to take it.

He was already much taller than the little girl, so the little girl had to lift her foot and hold the cup high. The man smiled again, but the smile had an indescribable meaning of narrowness, stared at her and said, "Is this a case with eyebrows and respect?" The little girl blushed suddenly, turned around and wanted to leave, but her expression suddenly changed, and she shouted urgently: "Be careful! ”

The man reached out sharply, grabbed the little girl's palm, vomited slightly, and his figure suddenly became two! It was only a matter of a moment, and in an instant, the two figures merged into one. But at this moment, he had already dodged the ink sword that chased his soul for his life! The man didn't let go of his hands, and took the little girl to move sideways, and then he turned around, his face was sinking like water, and he stared at Yuan Du's body. Fang just sneaked a sword silently, if it weren't for the little girl's alertness and timely call, I'm afraid he would have become a dead soul at this time.

Yuan Du couldn't help sneering, and the ink sword was like a poisonous snake lightly**, making a sizzling sound. The man's jade-like face gradually turned blue, as if white jade had been injected with layers of smoke, and the deeper and thicker it became. It is evident that he is condensing his true qi and preparing for a thunderous blow.

There is no shortage of well-informed people in the court, but no one has ever seen such a strange kung fu. But the more kung fu no one has ever seen, the more difficult it is to resist, and the more amazing the power is, which is also common sense in martial arts.

Yuan Du was secretly frightened. I only heard the man say slowly: "With your swordsmanship, you have done such a despicable thing, it seems that it is not too much for me to kill you." Yuan Du said proudly: "As long as you can kill me, it is not too much." The man smiled faintly and said, "That's a lot easier." ”

His smile was nothing special, but now his face had become bluer than iron, and this smile seemed to be carved into his face, which was extremely special. Yuan Du's heart was furious, and he shouted, "Draw your sword!" The man slowly raised the cup and said, "What sword did you use to kill you?" This glass of water is enough. Yuan Du's nose was crooked. No one dared to look down on him so much. Never!

The ink sword was raised and slowly drew a circle in front of him. This move is called "Wind and Cloud Gathering", and with this move, Yuan Du's whole body strength has been lifted, and the wisps converge to his chest, elbows, and then to the tip of the ink sword. He stood with his sword raised, simulating the flight of an eagle, and slowly unfolded his body. At this moment, he is like a black eagle ready to fly, seeing the world like a rabbit, and will fight at will. The energy is like a spring of fire, and it is getting more and more turbulent. Yuan Du only felt that the strength of his body was about to reach its peak. His confidence in killing also rose to its peak. When his body was fully unfolded and the circle of the ink sword was drawn to the third, it was when his strength was at its peak, that is, when he would make a killing move!

The green-faced man didn't move, but only looked at Yuan Duxing coldly. The little girl was taken by the murderous intent of this court, her palms were full of cold sweat, and she couldn't help but retreat step by step. Everyone in the court was under heavy pressure, and they all fell silent in an instant!

Heaven and earth are obscure, and it seems that they are also waiting for this thunderous and angry blow!

Finally, Yuan Dugong's deeds were complete, with a sharp roar, the black mangs burst out, and in an instant, the hall was full of sword qi flowing in all directions! The sword qi is like a substance, full of collisions, like thousands of trickles converging into a huge river and a huge sea, carrying the wind and sea rain, and pressing down on the blue-faced people. The blue-faced man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was not able to overcome the power of this sword qi. His hand suddenly waved. It was the glass of water that was being held in the outstretched hand. Water splashes. The green-faced man's other palm reached out and slammed into the splashed water.

The thin stream of water was instantly struck into countless droplets by the fierce palm wind, and exploded from under the palm of the blue-faced man! Every drop of water was like a sharp sword under the urging of his palm. This palm was struck, and the water droplets scattered, not to mention thousands! Yuan Du's sword wind was cut to pieces by the water droplets in the sky, and the roar of the sword wind that rushed to the sky suddenly dimmed, and was replaced by the screams of the water droplets!

Yuan Du's complexion changed. The ink sword in his hand suddenly tightened, and the fit pounced. The sharp edge of the ink sword cut through the sky-high water droplets and devoured the blue-faced man. The green-faced man did not dodge, and dipped his left finger in the cup, and a drop of crystal water gathered on his fingertips. The blue-faced man gathered his fingers and popped out, and the drop of water let out a piercing scream, flying into Yuan Dumian's door! Yuan alone must not hurt the enemy, and the ink sword circled. I only heard a loud sound of "choking", and the drops of water scattered into dust, but the ink sword was shocked and swung straight back! Yuan Du's face was as pale as paper, this kind of magic skill was really incredible.

The green-faced man said: "You don't have to be afraid, when I just flicked my fingers, I have already frozen the water droplets into ice beads, so that I can swing your ink sword away." If you think that I have cultivated the skill of 'picking flying flowers', then you are wrong. He spoke, but his men did not stop. The left hand kept dipping in the cup, and popped out. Every time he flicked a finger, it was a loud noise, even if Yuan Du didn't want him to play the ink sword.

Yuan Du was so anxious that he couldn't stop screaming, but he couldn't do anything. The little girl saw it in her eyes, and she was really happy. It's just that if this blue-faced man wins, does he really want to marry him? Not to mention that he is young, how can he get married; If you really marry him and wake up in the middle of the night and see such a green face, you will be really scared to death. The little girl thought about it in her heart, and she couldn't help but say to herself "scared to death, scared to death", and just as she said the third sentence, the blue-faced figure suddenly froze. A cup of hot tea was squandered to and fro, and it was already gone, and there was not even a drop left!

Yuan Du has been gathering momentum for a long time, and what he has been waiting for is this opportunity, he roared, and even the person with the sword turned into a black mang, and threw it straight towards the blue-faced man! He is accustomed to being arrogant, how can he be so oppressed? I have long been full of resentment, and this time I took advantage of the momentum, and I really have the power to cut clouds and crack stones! The blue-faced man also seemed to be panicked, and he saw Yuan Du rushing over, but he couldn't do anything about it!

Suddenly, Yuan Du screamed, and actually crashed back! The posture of the blue-faced man remained the same, but the cup in his hand was gone. He laughed and said, "Do you think I'm only going to carry water into ice?" When I don't have water, I occasionally use a cup, which hurts you, right? He looked at Yuan Du with a smile, his eyes full of ridicule.

Yuan Du suddenly turned over and stood up, his face full of cruelty! The sun was already slanting, and a faint halo shone on his black clothes, as if a wave of anger was surging under the black clothes, gradually supporting his figure. Yuan Du's squinting green eyes had already opened, and he was shrouded in the blue-faced man with infinite resentment. He hated to turn these two eyes into sharp teeth and eat the green-faced life. The green-faced man didn't realize it, the green qi on his face gradually faded, and he looked at Yuan Du.

Yuan Du suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed it in the air. A young man sitting close to the court was not on guard, he was sucked by the power of his palm, and staggered towards Yuan Du. The young man knew that something was wrong, and he was lucky with his backhand, and hit Yuan Du with both palms. Yuan Dumo's sword bolted out, and with a flash of black light, he had nailed the young man's palms to one place. The long sword followed forward, and the ink sword pierced through the throat. The young man shouted angrily before he could speak, his eyes bulged out, and he had already died of hatred! Yuan Duyin couldn't stop laughing, the long sword was like a poisonous snake, and with the person's corpse, it crashed into the blue-faced man.

The situation was so cruel that the little girl exclaimed, her legs were sore, and she sat down on the ground.

The blue-faced man's face flashed with blue light, as if he was covered with a bronze mask, and there was a faint flash of light. He shouted sharply: "Kill! This breath blew on Yuan Du's face, and Yuan Du felt like he had been slashed, and his body couldn't help but suffocate.

The blue-faced man's palms suddenly poked out, and halfway through the palms turned into claws, and he saluted them in the air. It was obviously separated by a corpse, but his claw was actually grasped in front of Yuan Du's chest. Immediately, a puddle of blood burst out, Yuan Duli shouted, and the blood suddenly gathered in the palm of the green-faced man like a living thing, and the green-faced man's arm was reversed, controlling the blood mist in his hand. With a turn of his hand, the blood mist grew violently, like a red blood sword, and slashed at Yuan Du's head. This blood sword was formless and substantial, and the red shadow like a streamer flashed, and it had completely submerged into Yuan Du's body. The blue-faced man's hand touched Yuan Du's body, and he immediately let go and jumped back, and his hand fell several times, as if he felt very dirty.

Yuan Du stood with blood all over his body, his eyes half-closed, and his eyes had already faded. He was stoic and cruel, and he never took his physical injuries to heart, but this time he was defeated by the blue-faced man, and his heart was painful, which was really indescribable.

The blue-faced man's eyes stared coldly at Yuan Du's body, and his anger was still unstoppable. He suddenly smiled and said, "Which one of you also said that he should be killed?" The court was silent. The blue-faced man's eyes were like lightning, sweeping back and forth, and no one in the court dared to meet his gaze, and lowered their heads together.

Suddenly, a lazy voice came from outside the door: "It's me." With these words, the door of the Shenwei Dart Bureau suddenly cracked.

Shenwei Dart Bureau is known as the original first dart game, and the gate is particularly powerful, which is made of half a foot thick iron and wood, and then wrapped in iron nails. On the day of the completion of the door, the boss once went to the door with satisfaction, boasting that the door could be passed on to his grandchildren. Unexpectedly, the iron door, which seemed to never be damaged, suddenly cracked.

Dusty floors. When the dust gradually cleared, I saw a man sitting against the door, his face facing outward, and he couldn't see what he looked like. His clothes were torn, like a beggar. The little girl spat and said, "It turned out to be a begging for food." The beggar stood up suddenly. Everyone couldn't help but look up with him.

- His figure is not too tall, his figure is not particularly burly, and his clothes are even more ragged, but when he stands, everyone's eyes can no longer be taken off.

He turned, and strode abruptly toward the hall.

The dart bureau opens the door to do business, and when the door comes in, it is the martial arts arena, which is where the sword god's meeting is located. The martial arts arena is further inward is the dart game hall. The gate and the hall are more than ten zhang apart, and they are not close, but this person has just stepped and suddenly arrived at the hall. He stretched out his palm, and the wooden box in front of the old man suddenly shattered, and a long sword with a black handle bounced up and landed in his hand. The sword was so dazzling that everyone's eyes couldn't open it.

Could this be the flower of the famous sword? This brilliance is inevitably too dazzling.

The beggar stared at the sword for a long time, then turned around slowly, his eyes raised, staring at Yuan Du. His gaze was not very sharp, but Yuan Du felt that under this gaze, there was no place to hide. This extremely faint gaze can be faint, so that everything can be hidden.

Yuan Du's back was slightly hot, and a drop of cold sweat slowly poured out. The beggar looked at him calmly and said, "You are not allowed to use a sword in the future!" Yuan Du was stunned, not yet understanding what he meant. The beggar raised his hand, and the sword slashed down from top to bottom.

This move is not fancy, and it is not necessarily fast, but it has blocked all the back roads of Yuan Du, no matter how he dodges, this sword will be slashed on the head, and there will never be any mistakes!

Yuan Du's mind was spinning, and in an instant, he thought about the sword moves he knew, but none of them could resist this sword. He had no choice but to meet him with the ink sword, and he used enough strength to resist this sword that was simplified to the extreme.

This sword not only simplified itself to the extreme, but also simplified the opponent's sword moves to the extreme. In the face of this trick, there is no need for any tricks, and there won't be any tricks. When he strikes with a sword, you can only meet it with a sword. There is no other way.

Blood broke through the night like dawn, and drums splashed out.

Guanghua shot his eyes, and with a soft sound of "click", this sword had already broken Yuan Du's ink sword, followed by the impact of a waterfall, and ran towards Yuan Du's front door. Yuan Du let out a strange roar, retracted with all his strength, and the sword light flashed, and it was slashed from his head in an instant.

Blood broke through the night like dawn, and drums splashed out. Yuan faced the door alone, up to his lower abdomen, and was cut open by this sword, and the blood still splashed out from the point and sprinkled all over the battlefield. Yuan Du swept three feet and immediately froze. His gaze was like a breath of fire, fixed on the sword of the beggar's hand, completely oblivious to his own blood.

Could this be the power of the Dancing Sun Sword? If this sword is in your own hand, how much power can it exert? Everyone in the court can't help but ask themselves!

Yuan Du stared at it for a long time, and said hatefully: "One day, I will also return you with a sword!" "The black clothes are flying, and the people have gone over the wall. The beggar didn't chase after him, but turned to the blue-faced man and said, "Do you want this sword too?" ”