Jian Shuxuan stood three feet in the courtyard, holding the sword in his hand, and slashed towards Li Mengzhou.

The wind is aggressive.

The sound of bubbles bursting in the air was incessant.

The night sky is sprinkled with silver light, and the aura of heaven and earth surrounds the small courtyard, and it is like the rising tide of the sea, swarming.

Between three feet.

There was a muffled thud on the ground.

The ephemeral scene is like a dream bubble, fleeting, and the heaven and earth suddenly return to silence.

Jian Shuxuan was holding the sword, still standing on the three-foot ground belonging to Li Mengzhou.

However, Li Mengzhou's sword retreated, and his body began to recede, causing Jian Shuxuan to appear three feet away.

The sound of a sword sounded over the courtyard.

There seemed to be a hint of anger.

Li Mengzhou's face turned pale again, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his body was shaky.

He looked down at the sword in his hand, there was a hint of complexity in his eyes, and he muttered: "Don't blame me, the realm gap is too big, I really can't win." ”

The Drunken Dream Sword trembled slightly, as if it was making a contemptuous mockery, if it could speak, it must be scolding the street, thinking that it was once infinitely close to the Sword Immortal, killing countless sword cultivators and even powerful cultivators, but today it was defeated by a little-known sword, it was a great shame.

The sword path of the sword gate is indomitable, and the more you fight, the more courageous, the more you fight, the more you fight, Li Mengzhou feels that he does not lack this essence, but when he is clear that he can't beat it, the sword can be unsheathed, but it can't be uselessly out of the sword, it's okay to learn normally, if it's a realm of life and death, it's pure fighting bravery, and it's meaningless.

In this case, you should give up decisively, giving up is not admitting defeat, nor is it soft, but you have time to become stronger in the future, and then kill the enemy.

The eldest husband can bend and stretch, fight to the death in the past, and run away desperately if he can't fight, Li Mengzhou regards this as the principle of survival.

Now for Li Mengzhou, it is a situation that cannot be beaten, and even if he tries hard, he can't beat it, and following his heart to cut out that sword is the limit of what he can do, and the result is obvious.

If it weren't for Jian Shuxuan's idea of killing him, that sword just now would have been enough to kill Li Mengzhou.

The wind in the yard has dissipated.

The stars in the night sky are still the same.

Jian Shuxuan's expression did not change at all.

Zhu Zaitian said with some emotion: "There are very few sword cultivators in Jiang Guo, and most of the real kendo powerhouses are in the palace sword academy, maybe the sword cultivation is the most difficult and the most powerful, but the growth of the sword cultivator is also full of ups and downs." ”

"It's good to be young and vigorous, but it's easy to see the reality clearly, it's just that the sword cultivation of the Three Realms doesn't even have the qualifications to step into this world, now is not the era of the prosperity of the Sword Gate, if you are not strong enough, the sword cultivation is the most likely type of person to fall. ”

Li Mengzhou exhaled lightly and said with a sneer: "We have dealt with each other several times, but you never seem to have the upper hand, the cultivators of the Four Realms, it is very pitiful to do your job." ”

"Although there are many cultivators in the court, compared to those cultivators who walk in the world, even if they face the same situation, there will be more or less gaps, and the reason is that the cultivators in the court are too scattered to spend all their time on cultivation, so they are naturally inferior to those mountain monks who walk with swords. ”

Although because the dynasty mastered the luck of heaven and earth, the existence of the court hall and the cultivation mountain gate that originally belonged to the two worlds was fused together, and the powerful monks therefore needed to use the luck to comprehend the higher realm, but as the degree of integration became more and more perfect, the court and the cultivation world were no longer separated from each other, and the cultivators in the court did not necessarily have a higher understanding.

Each dynasty has its own luck, there is a court like Jiang Guo as respect, assisted by cultivators, and there are many cultivators who still occupy a very high position, choosing to coexist with the court, sharing luck, regardless of dignity and inferiority.

In addition to the holy land itself, under the run-in of hundreds of years, the luck has long been differentiated in every corner of the dynasty, which can benefit all cultivators, and the luck of each dynasty is separated and different.

Therefore, in addition to fighting for territory, the battle of the dynasty is more important to seek the luck of other dynasties and obtain greater benefits.

Cultivators who can get close to the Holy Land of Fortune can of course get more benefits, but in the case of the complete coexistence of cultivators and the court, the cultivators are in their positions, so they also have to do their own things, which leads to not much time to practice, and even get involved in the court's deceit, all they think about is scheming, and compared with the monks who are dedicated to cultivation outside, they naturally gradually widen some distance.

A cultivator like Xue Wangwei, who was in the capital but didn't have much to do with the court, was certainly not included in this change.

As for Jiang Tingyu's only special existence, there is no more reasonable explanation, it can only be said that his qualifications are too high, even if he is in the court, he can't delay his cultivation, and as the head of the Heavenly Council, there are not too many trivial matters in himself, which is obviously different from the Xuanzheng Division and even other departments.

Of course, this kind of thing can't be conclusive, the so-called cultivators in the court are not as good as the cultivators outside, it is just an average statement, it does not mean that there are no strong people in the court, but there are relatively few.

And Zhu Zaitian definitely does not belong to the relatively few people, even if the Xuanzheng Division is not the busiest institution in the divisions, it must be one of them, as the head of the department, Xu Hexian may be able to occasionally be lazy, but people like Zhu Zaitian, who are in lower positions, do not have much to pay attention to cultivation.

Li Mengzhou thought that although he couldn't beat Jian Shuxuan, if he fought hard, it would not be impossible to kill Zhu Zaitian.

But Zhu Zaitian has been in the Four Realms for many years after all, how high this may be, it is a little unrealistic to rely purely on imagination, so even if he belittles Zhu Zaitian in his mouth, he has no idea of fighting.

Zhu Zaitian's face was indeed a lot ugly, and he couldn't refute Li Mengzhou's words, thinking that he was a cultivator of the four realms, and it was better to kill a small sword cultivator in the three realms, but he couldn't really kill Li Mengzhou, so he was deflated many times, and after watching the battle between Li Mengzhou and Jian Shuxuan, he didn't dare to underestimate Li Mengzhou again.

Inevitably dreaming a lot at night, even if he was angry in his heart, he didn't want to cause more trouble, he just said coldly: "Don't bother talking any more, wait for you to be taken down and put in the prison of the Xuanzheng Division, I hope you can still shout." ”

Li Mengzhou looked back at Gu Shiyan under the eaves, and smiled softly, the current situation was different from what he imagined, if Gu Shiyan was also defeated by Jian Shuxuan's sword, he really had to think about what to do later.

Gu Shiyan sat on the rattan chair, looking at Jian Shuxuan calmly, the sword in her hand was already out of the sheath, and with a sonorous sound, the cold light flashed, crossing the distance of half a small courtyard, and cutting directly into Jian Shuxuan's head.

Different from previous battles, Gu Shiyan's sword quickly and forced to take the initiative, directly exposing her true cultivation realm.

Jian Shuxuan's plain eyes flashed with brilliance.

As Li Mengzhou once guessed, Gu Shiyan's cultivation has reached the top of the four realms, even if she is not the most demonic person in the world, she can be regarded as a master anywhere.

Jian Shuxuan's interest seems to have been slightly raised.

In the face of the straight sword, his arm holding the sword tensed suddenly, and then slashed out with swiftness, the sound of the sword hitting in mid-air was very harsh, and a series of sparks erupted, Gu Shiyan's sword flew back at a faster speed in an instant, stabbing straight at the door!

Li Mengzhou's originally pale face became a little whiter, if there was a bronze mirror in front of him at this time, he would definitely be pleasantly surprised to find that he had become a lot more handsome, but this kind of miserable white abnormality may not be as attractive as the dark complexion.

He secretly thought that it was really pleasing to the eye to watch the strong fight, and the speed of the sword was so fast that he couldn't see it clearly, and he was really two people who were extremely perverted.

The sword that flew back upside down made a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Gu Shiyan's body jumped up from the rattan chair lightly, swept past the sword that flew back upside down, and with a dip of her right hand, she grabbed the hilt of the sword, the terrifying speed and strength did not affect Gu Shiyan in mid-air in the slightest, but with a flick of her arm, the long sword turned around again, drew an arc, and smashed towards Jian Shuxuan.

Jian Shuxuan raised his sword to block, his left foot retreated, the solid floor was instantly trampled, and where the two swords collided, an extremely powerful sword qi spread out, and the entire small courtyard was filled with a buzzing sound.

Li Mengzhou and Zhu Zaitian both trembled, as if they were invisibly hit by a flying mountain, one hit the wall, cracking the wall skin, and the other flew straight out of the courtyard gate, and there were bursts of screams in the alley, countless people who entered the dream were awakened, and the barking of dogs also rose in the distance.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, Gu Shiyan's hand holding the sword suddenly moved down, rubbing the sword body, and directly grabbed Jian Shuxuan's throat.

Jian Shuxuan's right foot retreated, just one step, just let the sword miss, his eyes lifted lightly, looking at his body in mid-air, with the sword falling into the air, and the body tilted and fell, Gu Shiyan, who was close to an extremely dangerous position, slapped out lightly with one palm.

When the sword missed, Gu Shiyan was awe-struck, and at this moment, she twisted her body in mid-air, and her left hand also slapped out with a palm, and there was a loud bang, and the two figures flew backwards.

Gu Shiyan fell onto the rattan chair under the eaves, an unnatural crimson appeared on her face, and she snorted, blood spilled uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth.

When Jian Shuxuan, who was retreating one after another, approached the courtyard gate, his feet shook suddenly, and he stopped the retreat steadily, his wrist flicked, and a cold light swept across the sword body, accompanied by a sword sound that echoed in the sky above the small courtyard.