On top of the mountain.

A grim young man with a sword looked at the silver sword light that loomed in the clouds and mist below, his eyes were calm, but in his gaze that was as calm as ice, there was a faint trace of burning and flickering.

"It's slow...... Those stinky boys, let him come up quickly! ”

Behind her, a young girl slumped on the stone table, her face full of grumbling and dissatisfaction—

"Why did the master make us wait here?!"

"I'm so strong, I should be the first to go!"

"Don't be impetuous, frost ......"

A voice as warm as jade sounded, and a young man in a sack robe smiled lightly, sitting on the side of the stone table, his long sword lying horizontally in front of him, but he was still brewing tea in his hand unhurriedly, and wisps of white gas rose up, obscuring his face dimly.

"We need to nourish our energy...... or concentrating, or fighting spirit, and he needs to go up the mountain step by step, and the sword momentum rises. ”

"In the end, it must be the three of us who fight alone with him."

"If it's too hasty, won't it make this drama too anticlimactic?"

"Cut ......"

Spread out on the stone table boringly, the girl's right hand flexed its fingers and gently flicked on the heavy sword placed on the side, and a thick faint humming sound came out.

"What if he was an embroidered pillow?"

The teacup in the young man's hand was paused, and his voice became a little solemn.

"There is no one in my generation, and no one will have the slightest disrespect for the sword left by the ancestors! If he dares to do this, he will definitely suffer from ten thousand swords piercing his heart here! Frost is absolutely adamant and no longer babble! ”

"Cut~ No, it won't, what is fierce?!"

Pouting her lips disdainfully, the girl looked at the leisurely white clouds on the left and right of the cliff, and sighed: "However, the thirteen swords of Yixing, the qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, tea, the light and heavy KitKat are clumsy, plus those bastards who have not yet been inherited, wouldn't we have to wait here for a long time." ”

"It won't be long."

With a light laugh, the man gently put the tea cup between his lips and gently sipped it, and his warm eyes seemed to be glowing.

"The swordsman is sharp, it won't be slow, at most the time of a stick of incense ......"

"It's coming!!"

At this moment, a low shout sounded, and the young man standing on the edge of the cliff suddenly rose into the sky, and the collapsed girl was stunned for a moment, and then heard the unhurried footsteps, and the domineering battle intent that was getting closer and closer.

The corners of the mouth are raised.

The heavy sword on the side moved spontaneously, and the behemoth sword stood like a mountain.

“…… Get ready for it. ”

After a pause, the young man in the Taoist robe sitting at the stone table still breathed as calm as the breeze, said slowly, put down the tea cup in his hand gently, and then held the sword in one hand, stood up like a light cloud, and slowly stepped to the edge of the cliff.

The breeze blew his clothes, and the eyes of the young man in the robe were as warm as jade.

Click!

There was a slight crisp sound, and behind the three of them, the tea cup made of thousands of years of cold jade on the stone table broke from it.

The crack was as smooth as a sword.

Step ~ Step ~ Step ~

The steady footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Chu Lie slowly stepped onto the last step, holding the long sword obliquely in his right hand, and a black and red power suit swayed in the strong wind on the top of this mountain.

That face was still calm and cold, but the fierce sword momentum became more and more vast and heavy, standing on the top of this majestic mountain, it seemed that this mountain peak was no longer the top of the mountain.

I'm !! for the peak

Buzz~

With a swing of the long sword in his hand, the fierce battle intent enveloped the three people in front of him.

“…… Who comes first? ”

………………………………

"Hahaha, good spirit, good spirit!"

"Xuanjizi is not good, the old man who sees people is insightful!"

Above the clouds, the middle-aged scribe stroked his palms and laughed, sat down suddenly, and a sharp sword aura brushed his sideburns dangerously, and the next moment, the thick clouds and mist in the sky were instantly dispersed, and a huge void spread straight to the horizon not far away, as if a dragon had turned over with it.

Thundered!!!

There is the sound of wind and thunder.

"Puff~ha"

Laughter rang out, and the dashing-looking scribe fell into the clouds, pointing to the old man who appeared in front of him at some point, and teasing him again and again.

"The sword qi is thundering, and your swordsmanship is really as good as your protection, and you are getting more and more sophisticated."

"Humph!"

The comer's robe flicked, standing in the air, the transparent sword light flying under his feet, holding him forward, and then unceremoniously sat on the clouds of the middle-aged scribe, snatched the wine jug in his hand, and poured it into his throat.

After binge drinking, the sleeve robe casually brushed the corners of his mouth, and his sharp eyes glanced obliquely.

"Your Bai Xiaosheng mouth is still as annoying as ever!"

"It's only this wine, it's not bad~, but it's a pity that it's this mellow wine, and it can't make your breath cleaner"

“…… You, you~"

The middle-aged scribe laughed, shook his head and sighed: "I really can't talk about you~"

"Your junior brother came with the Flying Feather Sword, you don't care at all, and you still come here to drink and drink~"

"How did you say that in the past?"

"Why can't you say that?" Pouting slightly, the old man in a sword robe lay directly backwards in the clouds, the azure blue reflected in the black pupils, and his voice became long and empty-

"Qingyu, walking the extreme of swordsmanship, his swordsmanship is exquisite, it is enough to be called a cycle of gratuitous and unpredictable."

"Qingshuang, bearing the weight of the sword, its sword power is huge enough to stir up the world and the world, and the void is ......"

"He is taking the path of sword intent, Ling Xu's sword intent, and he is already proficient ......"

"Do you think they will besiege Chu Lie?"

"Of course not!"

Contemporary Bai Xiaosheng shook his head: "The pride of the swordsman who can come this far is beyond doubt. ”

"yes, it won't."

The old man chuckled, as if he saw a scene that was about to happen under the clouds—

"Not only will they not, they will also limit themselves more, which is not only fair, but also to push themselves to a dead end, if I think correctly, Qingyu's choice must be ......"

"One move!"

Opposite Chu Lie, the silent and cold man said in a deep voice:

"I'll make a move, if you can solve it, I'll take it."

As the words fell, the slender palm slowly stroked the hilt of the long sword, and the five fingers were gently clenched.

Zheng Zheng Zheng !!

The sound of the sword of the slaughtering and Qing Yue suddenly started, and the incomparable qi machine emerged from Qing Yu's body, just this wisp of qi machine crushed the strong wind coming from the pavement, and even the sword momentum of Chu Lie!

The next moment, the silver light burst out, and the biting chill made Chu Lie's pupils shrink suddenly, and he instinctively retreated, but the long sword did not retreat, but stabbed forward suddenly.

Attack against attack! Kill to kill!

While!!!

With a bang, the blades of the two long swords stabbed together with the blades of the sword in mid-air, and the fierce energy burst out, but almost at the same time as the energy burst out, the long sword in Qing Yu's palm struck, and it directly bypassed the blade of the Flying Feather Sword like a swimming dragon.

Sen Han's sword light rose sharply, like a silver dragon breaking through the clouds and mist, its fangs were wide open, and the chill pointed directly at the seventeen vital points on Chu Lie's body!

(The first shift will be served, and the other will be around 6 p.m.) ）