In the small village, Jiang Yi is sitting cross-legged, recuperating and recuperating. He didn't move an inch from the ground where he was sitting, and he didn't move an inch of his body.

In a few moments, a faint breeze blew silently from the window into the dilapidated house. However, the blade of the long sword, which was sharp but did not bring any strength, actually took advantage of the cover of this gust of wind and drew a sleek and graceful arc in the air and stabbed into Jiang Yi's eyebrows.

In the middle of the night, the room was pitch black, and the sword was silent, colorless, and powerful, not even murderous, and only terrifyingly fast. It's like merging with the darkness, and it's so subtle that it's impossible to perceive. But in Jiang Yi's heart, this sword is very clear, and every route and every change in it is also clear.

When the long sword of the person who came pierced the position to be pierced, he was shocked to find that the sword actually pierced the air. When this was discovered, a purple glimmer appeared in the room, emitted by the blade of a crystal clear long sword.

Under the mysterious but magnificent purple light, when the room can be vaguely seen with the naked eye, a figure suddenly appears. When the visitor finally saw Jiang Yi's figure and position clearly, Jiang Yi had already bullied him and punched him on the sword.

The purple light faded, and the room returned to darkness again. Jiang Yi's punch was also like the sword of the comer. As he struck the air, a sword qi stabbed Jiang Yi's arm around his hand outside the crook of his arm.

The sword qi immediately retreated. Then there was a vigorous exchange of energy, and the strength rushed in all directions, shaking the dilapidated and dilapidated house to collapse immediately.

Two figures burst out of the wall at the same time just before the house fell.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, you can already see the appearance of the person who came.

He is Tan Yinghai. There is still Yongqing standing beside him.

He pointed his sword at Jiang Yi. Just now, when he dodged Jiang Yi's punch with a fast body, he thought that he could succeed with a black sneak attack, but he didn't know that his punch was a false move at all, and the actual move was a kick that kicked him from the bottom up from the shadows. After discovering it, he could only reluctantly pull back the sword and kill him with the hilt of the sword, but he took the initiative.

Jiang Yi crossed his hands in front of his chest, as if he didn't put him in his eyes at all. But without warning, he suddenly launched his body technique, flying sand and slamming towards Tan Yinghai, and he also stabbed out with a sword.

Just as Tan Yinghai's sword was still a little short before he touched Jiang Yi, he suddenly had a shocked expression and stepped back abruptly. The opponent retreated, Jiang Yi's momentum became even stronger, and an arrow step flashed in front of Tan Yinghai,

When Tan Yinghai made a counterattack just now, he suddenly found that the true qi in his body was stagnant, which was completely a symptom of the poison in his body. He was surprised that he didn't know how to be poisoned, but he was even more surprised why his joke without murderous intent would provoke such a vicious trick.

"What's going on now?"

When asked by Jiang Yi, Tan Yinghai was bold and lucky, but found that those signs of poisoning seemed to have disappeared. But just now he was completely sure that he was indeed poisoned, so he couldn't help but look at Jiang Yi with a suspicious face.

"Like...... It's all right..."

"That's ......" Jiang Yi nodded and muttered to himself again.

"Let's take a few steps."

The three of them walked from the village to the grove, but their steps miraculously remained the same, and the two men could still walk as easily as one. And the grass they stepped on did not make a sound, which shows that the light kung fu of the two is also excellent.

When the two of them reached a boulder, Jiang Yi stopped. Gently inserted his hand under Yongqing's armpit, carefully lifted his delicate body and placed it on the stone, allowing him to sit down comfortably.

Yongqing's face was faintly shy, his fingers were embarrassed to play with the corners of his clothes, and a pair of beautiful legs kept kicking in the air, fully reflecting his innocent side.

"The situation is not good now, the Jurchens are still preparing to go south, there are many rebels in the north, but they have no combat effectiveness. If the Mongols on the steppe could also stab them in the back, the Jurchens would not have had a good time. But the Mongols couldn't beat the Jurchens for so many years, and it was difficult to count on them. In the past, the rebels had taken the city and quickly recruited the people, but now it is conservatively estimated that there are more than 15,000 troops. It's useless to be a person......" Tan Yinghai said with a sigh.

Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing.

"There's no smoke everywhere. This will happen, but only at a reasonable time. ”

"What timing?"

"I think that the emperor and Han Yanxuan are just a cover, and now the northern uprising is the general trend. Sometimes, it is the straw that kills the camel, and the Mongols may be that straw. ”

"Now that the situation in the Jin Kingdom seems to be, they will never dare to let the momentum of the righteous army expand, otherwise Shenzhou will be in chaos, and it will be easy for them to enter the Central Plains as a foreigner, and it will easily become a disadvantage for the enemy in all directions. Therefore, they will completely destroy the opposition forces with a thunderous force, so as to make an example of them. Whoever it is, I won't be looking for one more enemy to come out now. ”

"Understood. But ......"

Jiang Yi smiled and said nothing, how could Yongqing thank him unknowingly. He also kicked his calves happily and smiled sweetly, which made Jiang Yi want to look at this girl twice.

His eyes slowly fell to the purple-handled sword behind his waist, and Jiang Yi's heart suddenly moved.

"Yongqing, borrow your matching sword for me to see."

When Yongqing heard this, he obediently untied the rope with the sword around his waist, and respectfully offered it with both hands. Jiang Yi pulled out the sword, and the friction between the blade and the scabbard immediately made a loud and crisp sound. Holding the hilt lightly, the long sword was already slowly circling in his hand, and the aura of his whole person disappeared immediately, as if it had melted into the entire space, but the sword magically gave birth to a sense of vitality.

On the ground, Jiang Yi's long robe and long hair were windless and automatic, and the two hair shades on his forehead also swayed and danced like two shark dragons, and the long sword in his hand made a pleasant and elegant vibrating roar when it slashed at irregular speed, and its melodious sound resounded throughout the small forest. It was not a sound made by using only one's strength, but a beautiful music made by the sound of the sword body vibrating, which made the listener seem to be able to understand the inner world it was trying to express.

Tan Yinghai, who was sitting on the side, looked at Jiang Yi's appearance, and his heart also turned over with indescribable strange feelings and excitement. Under the moonlight, he seemed to be more of a god than a mortal, and even the sword in his hand seemed to be singing and dancing for him. What he felt the most was that the speed of this sword and the route it cut out at this time were all imaginative, but he clearly felt the dynamics of its next step, and that feeling was both contradictory and mysterious. Tan Yinghai suddenly found that the realm of the unity of human and sword that he had been pursuing but could not understand, was now completely displayed in front of his eyes.