The wind walks through the pavilions.

Someone was shocked on the slope.

Zhao Riyue pinched her fingers, tilted her head, arched her body, tensed her calves, and slammed her toes, rushing out of the pavilion, a distance of more than ten meters, and whistling by in the blink of an eye.

Pulling out the sword inserted into the ground with one hand, the speed did not stop, and when he ran to the bottom of the slope, Zhao Riyue jumped in the air.

She pinched the sword technique in her left hand, the killing intent in her eyes boiled, this time she didn't spare the slightest hand, the aura circulated in her body endlessly, and a scorching flame erupted from the tip of the sword raised high.

Beacon March.

Ignited the days of early spring.

The man holding the knife couldn't be shocked, the man drew the knife, and the scholar wrote.

The knife dances into flowers and blooms, and the pen swings out dots of ink.

The other two city guards glanced at each other, each wielding a sword qi, and then stood in front of Wei Jue, standing with a horizontal sword, protecting the deputy commander who was still trying to restart the big array.

The jade talisman in Wei Jue's hand was gone, and he could feel that the new pavilion had lost contact with him.

He looked up, his eyes red.

Zhao Riyue has already slashed down with a sword.

The flowers burned to ashes, and the ink burned until they dried up.

The two sword qi were annihilated in the fire.

The man holding the knife turned over and dodged, the scholar pointed the pen one after another, and the word "A" appeared out of thin air, and the two city guards stepped back with their right foot and tightened, and their left foot took half a step diagonally, and the long knife danced into a dense net.

Boom, boom, boom.

A series of explosions startled away a group of birds, and the man with the knife rolled on the ground several times in embarrassment, dodging the surging sword qi, and the word "A" in front of the scholar shattered and disappeared in a moment, he snorted, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wei Jue no longer hesitated, and a sword stabbed out, cutting through the air.

The sudden burst of brilliance made Su Qi close his eyes slightly, and then said quickly, "Shaochong! Guan Yuan!"

Zhao Riyue opened and closed widely, raising swords, horizontal swords, and dancing swords! All kinds of swordsmanship continued to strike, and the five of them kept retreating.

"Damn, why is this little girl's skin so fierce!"

The man with the knife scolded angrily, he kept retreating, trying to leave Zhao Riyue's attack range, but the little girl's skin seemed to be aimed at him, he took a step back, she took a step further, first cut through his clothes with a sword, and then stabbed his head with another sword, and then stabbed his Guan Yuan acupoint with a sword.

The man swung two knives and slashed one slower.

In an instant, the aura collapsed, and blood surged.

Zhao Riyue bullied up, flew up and kicked the man in the face, kicking him several meters away, and then turned over in the air, stabbed two swords in a row, and forced the two city guards who came forward to try to rescue them to retreat.

Wei Jue rushed quickly, blocked Zhao Riyue's sword blade with a sword, and swung it hard.

This strength is strong, Zhao Riyue stepped in the air three times in a row to stabilize her figure, she suddenly landed on a tree, stood for a moment and then rushed down, resuming the previous offensive.

The fight here was inseparable, but in the city lord's mansion in the north, Qi Daowu frowned.

"Why is this little girl so strong? This is not the level of the ordinary Spirit Sea Realm. ”

In front of him is half a huge bronze mirror, rusty, the truncation is flat and smooth, the edge is carved with all kinds of people, birds and beasts, there is an ancient word "emperor" under the bronze mirror, and all kinds of Xinting Lakeside are exactly revealed on the mirror.

An old man sat next to Qi Daowu, and a woman stood behind him.

The old man, dressed in a robe with wide sleeves and white hair on his head, stared into the mirror and said, "When I see her, I think of another person. ”

"Who?" Qi Daowu asked curiously.

"Lu celadon. ”

Qi Daowu was surprised, this name resounded throughout the Eastern Five Prefectures, "That genius who stepped into the Divine Mind Realm at the age of sixteen?"

"That's right. ”

"I heard that Lu Celadon was once praised as the second Sword Immortal by the Lord of Tianji Pavilion. ”

"I'm not talking about talent, but style, like Lu Celadon , this little girl is very fierce with a sword. ”

After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly frowned again, "Beacon March...... Raising the sword, dancing the sword...... She used all the tricks of the Sword Gate!"

The woman was shocked, "Sword Gate, could it be that they are the remnants of Sword Gate?"

The old man shook his head slowly, "This may not be...... After the destruction of the Sword Gate in the past, most of the peerless schools in the gate were left behind, and our Shanshui Sect also had them, so it was not possible to judge their identity. ”

"Although it can't compare to Lu Celadon, that little girl is indeed talented, and she is three points better than you. The old man looked back at his disciple.

Qi Ru bowed slightly, she looked at the girl in the mirror, and her heart was indescribable.

She became a disciple of the elders of the outer gate of the Shanshui Sect at the age of eleven, and entered the Linghai realm at the age of sixteen, everyone said that she had the hope of entering the Divine Mind before the age of thirty, and even the senior brothers of the inner gate were very kind when they saw her, and even one of the senior brothers had been secretly pursuing her for a long time.

But she still envied the girl.

There will always be people who amaze your years, they are like a frightening flood, riding in the dust, sometimes you feel hopeless, sighing how the gap between people is so big, sometimes you just look forward to their backs, hoping that one day you can be side by side with them.

Many times they are just passers-by in your life, coming and going in a hurry, and one day after many years, when you occasionally hear your friends talk about them, you will be surprised that time has passed so long, you are no longer the same person you used to be, but they are still the same people you were back then.

"Don't be discouraged, geniuses are easy to break, and living is the foundation of cultivation. The old man saw that his disciple was a little silent, and comforted him.

Qi Ru picked out a well-behaved smile at the corner of his mouth, and nodded yes, just like in the past ten years.

The old man nodded in satisfaction and looked back at the mirror with a hint of surprise on his face, and his words were filled with incomprehension and curiosity.

"It's the teenager who really cares. He said.

The spring breeze in the pavilion is soft.

Zhao Riyue's sword was fierce.

Wei Jue also became more and more frightened, this girl was proficient in swordsmanship, and the aura in her body was like a vast ocean, after fighting for a long time, her momentum did not weaken at all, but she made faster moves.

One pressed and four people beaten.

Zhao Riyue's face flashed with strange colors, her eyes became brighter and brighter, the sword in her hand roared happily, and the sword moves became more and more unrestrained.

God knows how long she hasn't fought, in Qishan, the master can't move, the senior sister has been out for a few years, the little uncle can't practice, the cold comes and the summer comes, the only thing that can withstand her sword intent is the bluestone behind the mountain.

Only the bluestone clearly knows how many swords she has wielded, how much sweat she has shed, and how many times she has cried over the years.

The three zhang square circles are all reached by my sword intent.

In the future, the whole world will be shaken by my sword intent!

The aura on Zhao Riyue's body suddenly exploded, and a sword entered the sea like a green dragon.

"This girl...... Hi hi. ”

Su Qi covered his head, feeling sad for Wei Jue and the others.

"Green Dragon Sword Technique!"

The old man in the City Lord's Mansion was shocked, he suddenly stepped forward, and in an instant, he was hundreds of meters away, and a roar of anger resounded throughout the city.

"Little girl dares!"