I could only hear the sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring in the air, and the Chixiao Sword became more and more red as blood, trembling and emitting a "Zheng Zheng" sword roar. Suddenly, there was a "choking" sound, and the Chixiao Sword actually flew back to the scabbard on its own.

Only then did we find that the immortal on the round platform was gone, and in its place was a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a face like a crown of jade. I saw that he was dressed in gray and windless, looking at us coldly, like a hero who came out of a movie.

I watched all this in disbelief, such a stylish appearance, it was simply invincible. Is there really a person who does not die for a thousand years? Or is there really a god in this world?

Miller and the others couldn't understand and looked at the young man in gray, "Cheat, cheat." Blue Kill Matt shouted in horror. Are you, are you a human or a ghost? Miller asked with a gloomy face.

The young man in gray didn't pay attention to Miller and the others at all, as if they were air, but he turned his head to look at me, his cold eyes had a hint of warmth, and he nodded slightly.

"Hey, who the hell are you?" Miller was already a little angry when he saw that his question was not answered.

"Get out or die!" The cold voice of the gray-clothed young man did not carry any emotion.

"Hahahaha, don't think that's going to scare us off. In that case, I'll solve you first! Miller laughed angrily.

The King of Siam's puppet seemed to have lost its effectiveness and simply tossed it aside, urging the Beast to pounce on the gray-clad youth, while Blue Killer Matt and Miller raised their guns to shoot at him.

"Alas, it's going to kill again." The gray-clothed young man sighed, his eyes filled with murderous aura, dodged the bullet with an extremely fast body, and casually drew the Chixiao Sword. The sword that was unusually heavy in my hand was as light as a piece of paper in his hand. The sword, which was originally only about three feet, actually rose to more than seven feet in his hand. With only a backhand sword, the head and body of the beast were separated, and the body that rushed forward was completely killed after rushing for a while due to inertia.

I was dumbfounded, this is too strong, and at the same time, I was also very depressed, why is the same sword, why is the gap so big.

Seeing that the beast was killed in an instant, as if this was impossible, the Siamese Dharma King spurted out a mouthful of blood with wide eyes, and saw that it was not alive.

The spear of the red-clothed man and the Imperial Soul Poisonous Bear roared wildly, and one person and one bear turned into a cloud of purple mist and attacked the gray-clothed youth. The gray-clothed young man jumped into the air, and the seven-foot red sky slashed towards the purple mist with a sword in the air, only to hear a "bang", the gray-clothed young man fell to the ground gently, and the two red-clothed figures flew upside down five or six meters and crashed into the stone wall, both of them vomited blood, obviously seriously injured.

"The Japanese artifact is not bad." The young man in gray said.

"Impossible, how can I lose to you." One of the men in red said in pain, and the other suddenly threw out a cigarette bomb, and the two took the opportunity to escape from the hole.

With only two moves, he beat the strong enemy to two deaths and two serious injuries, this battle was simply against the sky, and even Miller forgot to fight back.

Seeing the two red-clothed men fleeing with cigarettes, Miller gritted his teeth and grabbed the blue killer Matt and threw it at the gray-clothed youth, and also took the opportunity to escape to the hole, "Dragon, don't be complacent, we're not done with this." ”

The gray-clothed young man grabbed it with his backhand, and casually threw the blue killer Matt in front of us, and the guy had already passed out. The gray-clothed young man walked up to Mitsui, squatted down and looked at it, grabbed his left wrist and tried it again, and shook his head.

"Mitsui!" I felt a pang of grief and indignation. "It's fine, a little internal injury." The gray-clothed young man said lightly. I almost choked in one breath, heroes don't take you to play like this.

He walked up to me again, saw that I was hairy, and shook his head again, "Like him, it's a pity that it's too weak!" "My face is flushed again, if I have you like this, I still need your old man to make a move.

Then he walked to the glasses again, said "huh", carefully checked the pulse, and shook his head. I said in my heart, what's wrong with you shaking your head and shaking your head, you have shaken it three times at once. However, it is okay to shake the head.

"This won't work." The gray-clothed young man pointed to his glasses. I didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and I dare to say so much to you by shaking your head.

We didn't care about complaining at the moment, so we quickly looked at our glasses. I saw that his face had completely turned purple and black, and his anger was like a gossamer, especially the parts of his body that had been hit, and he began to emit a foul smell.

Zhang Shifan hurriedly took out the Zhang family's secret "Baicao Dan" for him to take, and melted some water and applied it to the wound, which barely stopped the spread of the toxin.

Chiyoko stepped forward to carefully check the injury of the glasses, and said that she had a way, and if she believed her, she would give her the glasses, but to leave here immediately and find a secluded place, I nodded and agreed.

Zhang Shifan put some medicine on my back and did a simple bandage. She had already heard from Chiyoko that she was being controlled and hurt me, and at this time she looked down like a little girl who had done something wrong and didn't dare to look at me. I smiled at him and scratched her nose, "Silly girl, it's not your fault, isn't it okay?" Zhang Shifan's head lowered, and I held her in my arms, and our hearts were closer at this time.

Chiyoko looked at us and smiled, coughing lightly. We were embarrassed to part and told us to find a way out as soon as possible.

"That, Big, Hero? Daisen? Dare to ask your surname? "While I was looking for a mechanism, I was close to the young man in gray.

"Chixiao has woken up, and it seems that I can't sleep anymore. Is there alcohol? The gray-clothed young man said something strange, "Beichen Yinan." He replied.

Beichen Yinan, Beichen Yinan, Yinan, this name is so familiar. My heart shook violently, could it be that he was ......, I looked at him in disbelief.

"In your book, I am also called Nanshan Immortal. Is there alcohol? He asked with a smile again. This, this, won't you, are you really an immortal? "My mind is a little confused, and your old man is asking for wine, can't you really be the fairy in the book. I hurriedly took out the cold two pots from my bag and handed it over, he took it and drank it all, I rely on, this can be a pound, this amount of wine, take it.

"Strong but not fragrant, not good wine!" After listening to this, I almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, and my heart was full of slander.

Beichen pulled a stone brick on the round platform, and the round platform stepped back, revealing a secret passage. "Wake up the blue-haired monster and let him carry the poisoned one, and I'll tell you what you want to know." After speaking, he inserted the Chixiao Sword back into the scabbard, tied the sword behind him with a strip of cloth, and walked towards the secret passage first.

We woke up Blue to kill Matt, and after some coercion and temptation, Zhang Shifan also pretended to take an antidote pill and stuffed it into his mouth, saying that it was "the intestines pierce the stomach and rot and cut off the children and grandchildren", and he almost knelt down and called grandma when he bluffed. It turned out that he was really Miller's mercenary, the Russian, called Daderov, and we also knew some news about Miller from his mouth.

We told him to put his glasses on his back and promised to give him the antidote when he got out and let him go. Daderov knew that his life was in our hands, so he had to obey the order, put up his glasses and follow us.

We walked into the secret passage, and Beichen was already waiting in front of us. Because Beichen's previous methods were too shocking, Daderov saw him tremble involuntarily, and I patted him and signaled that it was okay, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The secret passage allows three people to walk side by side, and there are murals painted on both sides. As I walked, I took a brief look and it seemed to be telling the story of a sword. "That, that, Beichen God, this painting is about the Chixiao Sword?"

"Great God? Strange name, call me Yi Nan. Yes, all you see are the legendary deeds of the Chixiao Sword. I wake up every few decades, and I remember the last time I woke up, China was in turmoil. Beichen said slowly.

I know what he said, those ten years were really a great turmoil in China, and I couldn't help but smile wryly when I thought of it.

"So, that, Yi Nan, can you really live forever? So why do you need to wake up after decades? Also, why is this sword so heavy? I asked curiously.

"It's made of a stone from the sky, and it's a few points heavier than the dark iron. As for my story, it all comes from the Three Kings Sword. "Beichen tells us a legendary story that spans thousands of years.

Nanshan Immortal, no one knows where he came from, only that he appears every few decades or so, and every time he appears, it is related to the Three Kings Sword.

At the end of the Qin Dynasty, Liu Bang was awarded the "Chixiao" by the immortals in his dream, and he destroyed Western Chu on all sides, laying down the Han Dynasty for 400 years.

The Warring States fought for power, and the King of Qin got the "Dingqin" cast by the immortals to destroy the six countries, but also because the immortals said that he was looking for an elixir, and lost the "Dingqin".

A little farther away, Xia Yu controlled the water, and a gray-clothed young man often appeared next to him, and Yu used a sword to demarcate the world's Kyushu, this is Xuanyuan Sword.

At the beginning of the Han Dynasty, he met Zhang Liang by chance and got three volumes of purple jade bamboo slips, which had a certain connection with the Zhang family.

One day looking up at the night sky, the Big Dipper was shining, and sighed: The stars have a north star and look at the south, and then there are no Nanshan immortals, but there is a north star in the south.

Since then, every few decades, people occasionally see a young man in gray looking up at the starry sky on the mountain, muttering softly: He has not yet been awakened.

"Yi Nan, I didn't expect your story to be so twisty and twisty, it can be made into a TV series." I can't help but sigh. Suddenly, I felt a little strange again, "You just said that you weren't awakened, what did you wake up, the sword?" ”

"Well, now the 'Red Sky Sword' has been awakened." Beichen replied

"Did you wake it up? No wonder you were so good just now, kill the audience in seconds! I admired.

Beichen suddenly slowed down and stared at me. I was furious by him, "What, what's wrong?" ”

"It's you!" Beichen said affirmatively.

"What, it's me? No, you're not kidding. I asked, wide-eyed.

"Because you're the one." Beichen said softly.

Who is the person in Beichen Yinan's mouth? What kind of adventure will he and Long Jianfeng embark on? If you want to know what happens next, and see the next chapter breakdown.