The blue and white flames and blood-colored flying threads continued to crash against the earth cover, and there was a pop sound.

The dirt cover seemed fragile, but its defense was surprisingly solid, and neither the blue and white flames nor the blood-colored flying silk could penetrate the cover to attack Yi Guizang, who was hiding inside.

The blue and white flames could not penetrate into the soil cover, so they attached to the surface of the cover and burned, the blood-colored flying silk was pierced on the cover, and the part that failed to penetrate into the soil was like a loach drilling tofu, and the remaining half of the body could not help but sway, and in an instant, the earth cover was covered with surging flames and blood, which looked like a blood snake cave burning with flames, and countless blood-colored spirit snakes struggled in the sea of fire.

Yi Gui Zang listened to the dense and violent impact sound from the top of the soil cover, such as hearing the night rain, his face did not change, and there was no action to fight back, and a voice came from afar: "Yi Gui Zang!"

Yi Guizang's expression was solemn, he glanced at the middle-aged man with pity and helplessness, and sighed leisurely: "You are really unlucky, I was going to spare your life, but now that the strong enemy is approaching, I can no longer tolerate my soft-heartedness." The last word "soft" in his mouth spit out, like a spring thunder blooming, shaking the middle-aged man's ears buzzing, his mind was full of chaos, he couldn't sit still, turned over and fell off the horse.

Yi Guizang's eyes flashed, his whole body exuded a crystal light like jade, holding the white jade qin in both hands, holding it high above the top, and then he shouted loudly and slammed it on the ground.

The earth cover that shrouded Yi Gui Zang suddenly vibrated violently, like an undulating sea, rubbing rapidly with the blue and white flames and blood-colored flying silk, stirring up a trace of electric light, and then with a loud bang, the earth cover exploded, turning into twelve black giant swords, sandwiching a strong and powerful shock wave, shooting in all directions.

The middle-aged man finally regained a little consciousness, stood up in embarrassment, and was shaking his head, when he suddenly heard the wind whistling in front of him, and hurriedly raised his head in shock, only to see a huge sword condensed from black soil, flying over with a momentum that crushed everything.

As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth and let out a half-scream, he was pushed by a sword, and even the man and the horse turned into a pile of mud fragments, and in the black silt, fell far to the ground, let out a huge roar, and quickly sank under the swamp under the impetus of a strong force, and disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a long roar went from far to near, a figure turned from small to large, and a sword light turned from faint to prosperous, like a meteor passing through the sky, meeting one of the twelve giant swords.

Boom, the giant sword condensed by the black mud scattered and splashed in all directions, and a simple and restrained black sword light crushed Yi Guizang's earth sword, and its momentum was inexhaustible, and electricity generally shot towards Yi Guizang's chest.

Yi Guizang flipped his right hand, carried Bai Yuqin on his shoulder, held his head high, did not dodge or dodge, and said with a smile at the black sword light: "Brother Guo, don't come to harm?"

The black sword light reached Yi Guizang's chest, and suddenly the essence was in full bloom, and a round of sun seemed to bloom between the heavens and the earth, shaking people's eyes so that they could not be forced to look.

As soon as his eyes were closed and opened, in front of Yi Guizang stood a young man in black with a straight figure like a pine and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

Yi Guizang's gaze fell on the other party's right hand.

It was a firm hand, holding a firm sword, and the hand was not forced, because the hand holding the sword must not be too tight, and it would lose its agility, but that hand, that sword, pointed at the earth obliquely, stable like an eternal mountain and river, without a trace of wavering.

In the distance, Yi Tianxing looked at the young man in black, and his heart burned with a raging fighting spirit. He has practiced a lot of weapons, but his favorite and best weapon is definitely the sword, and even if he has no interest in competing for the first sword in the world, he is not willing to be left behind. Yi Tianxing asked himself that he had also met many swordsmanship masters in his life, although the young man in front of him had not yet reached the height of Dong Muyun, the old man who grinded the mirror, and Tie Ji, but compared with Xue Zhi and Qiong Yuzhen, who were outstanding figures of the younger generation, he was not much better at all, and as soon as they met, he was full of fighting spirit.

In this young man's body, he doesn't feel a trace of arrogance, nor does he have a trace of edge, he is like a standard iron sword in the army that kills thousands of enemies.

The first thought that comes to anyone who sees him is a sword, an iron sword, an unyielding steel sword that points straight to the nine heavens. There is no need for dazzling light to render him sharp, he is the strongest sword in heaven and earth.

The sword-like temperament, Yi Tianxing has seen it in many people, but some people are like old men who grind mirrors, just like ancient famous swords that have not been out of the sheath for a long time, the sword aura is mixed with the vicissitudes and indifference of seeing through the red dust, and some people are like Dong Muyun, who are introverted and free-spirited, and have reached the realm of not fighting for the world, some people are like Tie Ji, the sword is domineering and domineering, and some people are like Xue Zhi, the heart has no external objects, only pure and unique, and there is no trace of other spirit in the sword, and some people are like Qiong Yuzhen, lonely and arrogant, and detached from the mundane...... And the young man in front of him is like a mighty sword that is just and sunny, dignified, bright and grand, towering like a mountain, vast and mighty like a long river, and every breath reveals a resolute and tenacious and unshakable momentum.

The sword in the hands of the black-clothed young man is unremarkable, the style is decent, there is not the slightest surprise, the texture is like black iron, it looks dull, there is no decoration from the blade to the hilt, it feels like an extremely wooden and honest, completely unimaginative and creative blacksmith according to the official printed sword casting drawings meticulously, according to the gourd to create a standard iron sword. But because of this, Yi Tianxing felt the extraordinary, there is no exactly the same thing in the world, no matter how deliberately imitated, it is impossible to eliminate the differences, and something that is exactly the same as the standard cannot appear at all, unless it is the standard.

So this seemingly ordinary sword has an extraordinary origin and name.

"Iron Gentleman Guo Chongyi!" Such a person, such a sword, Yi Tianxing immediately determined the identity of this person in his heart, and while he was muttering, the young man in black stared at Yi Guizang and asked loudly: "Yi Guizang! Do you know what you are doing?!

Yi Guizang smiled slightly, and said softly: "If you change to Brother Guo, everyone in the world wants you to violate your principles of life, will you violate it?"

The black-clothed young man snorted coldly: "I, Guo Chongyi, behave rightly and sit up straight, how can people in the world want me to violate my principles of life?"

Yi Guizang said: "Then Brother Guo thinks what I am doing is not right?"

Guo Chongyi raised his eyebrows: "That's natural! Originally, you shielded the witch, and the crime is unforgivable! But I see that you have saved countless people for many years and have never had bad deeds before, and I will give you a chance to reform yourself! As long as you kill the witch immediately and send a martial arts post to confess and apologize to fellow martial artists, I will forgive you for this unintentional mistake and keep you safe with my life!"

Yi Guizang's temper was also provoked by Guo Chongyi's words, but his humility had become a habit, and his tone was still gentle and calm: "Brother Guo thinks he is the embodiment of justice?"

Guo Chongyi said seriously: "I have been upright and righteous all my life, and I have never dared to make a mistake in half a line, so I am naturally the embodiment of justice." ”

Yi Guizang said solemnly: "You have your justice, and I also have mine." How do you know that your righteousness is more righteous than mine?"

After listening to this tongue-twisting remark, Guo Chongyi didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a moment, before he said angrily: "Nonsense! There is only one kind of justice, and that is to punish adultery, eliminate evil, and defend good! You confuse right and wrong, reverse black and white, and try to deceive me with clever words, you are a bastard!"

Yi Guizang saw that no matter what he said, he couldn't make sense with the other party, so he didn't continue to work hard: "Since I took over this matter, there is no reason to do good and never end." ”

Guo Chongyi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Kindness never ends? You shield a big devil like the reincarnated witch with bloody hands, which is also called kindness?"

Yi Guizang said in a deep voice: "This life, this life." The theory of reincarnation is illusory, not to mention that even if Jing'er is the reincarnation of a witch, why should she pay for the sins of her previous life?

Guo Chongyi said angrily: "What a bunch of nonsense! The witch's first eight lives were a disaster for the rivers and lakes, and history has a clear lesson! The witch's reincarnation has been confirmed by many masters who are good at divination and inference, and there is no doubt about it, how can you be cunning in the past? I am actually as famous as a stubborn and unclear fanatic like you, and I am simply a shame for my life!"

Yi Guizang couldn't help but move the real fire, and shouted: "With a paranoid and self-righteous person like you, this is my lifelong shame!"

Guo Chongyi stopped speaking, and the momentum on his body gradually became stronger with the silence, like a majestic mountain gradually rising from the ground, shrouding Yi Guizang in the shadow of the Qianxun cliff.

Yi Guizang did not show weakness, his whole body relaxed, his breathing became deep and long, and the qi in his body seemed to merge with the earth in a few breaths, obviously standing in front of Guo Chongyi, Guo Chongyi could not feel any of his breath.

With Guo Chongyi's silence, the pressure from the opposite side of Yi Guizang became more and more intense, and waves of waves formed on the surface of the silt under his feet, surging towards him.

On the other hand, the earth is like breathing with Yi Guizang and sharing the same fate, with each of his breaths, a muffled thunderous roar came from the ground in response, gradually, the earth shook regularly, as if an ancient giant beast that had been suspended for many years woke up, its heart resumed beating, and it radiated majestic vitality and strength.

Guo Chongyi's eyes narrowed slightly, his breath penetrated the twelve-story building, and he let out a whistle that cleared through the clouds, kicked the ground, and shot at Yi Guizang like an arrow, and at the same time, the iron sword stabbed flat, and went straight to the middle door.

The sword is like a match, and in a flash of black light, it has already come to Yi Gui to hide three feet in front of him, and the sharp sword aura is so agitated that Yi Gui Zang's clothes are fluttering and his chest hurts.

Yi Guizang's expression was solemn, and with a turn of his right arm, he put the white jade qin on his chest.

The so-called "knife goes white, sword goes black", generally speaking, the swordsmanship is light and agile, it is advisable to go to the front, there are few swordsmanship and people to hit hard, Bai Yuqin has a hard and thick texture, can be used as a shield, with static braking, restraint light swordsmanship has a unique skill, but Guo Chongyi's swordsmanship is different, it is a fierce and fierce, unyielding road, obviously saw Yi Guizang using Bai Yuqin to block the way of the iron sword, and the trick remained the same, and a sword was stabbed on Bai Yuqin.

Boom, Yi and Guo's arms shook at the same time, and their bodies leaped backwards.

As soon as Guo Chongyi's feet landed, he kicked hard, pounced on the sword again, twisted his waist in mid-air, turned his body sideways, waved his arms continuously, and eight black lights staggered out, forming a sword net, heading towards Yi Gui Zang's cover, which was the killing in the sixteen styles of the iron sword - the sword swing eight desolations! As soon as this move came out, all sides of Yi Gui Zang were suddenly shrouded in sword qi, like a caged bird.

Yi Guizang supported the ground with his right foot, turned around, and held the white jade qin in his right arm to pick a circle, condensing a ring of white essence light outside his body.

Eight black rays of light slashed above the white essence light, making a crisp sound like a clash of gold and jade, and the black and white light collapsed and disappeared at the same time.

Seeing this, Guo Chongyi held the sword in both hands, and with the momentum of his body spinning, he shouted and slashed hard: "Force to split Xushan!" actually used the sword as a thick-backed broadsword.

Yi Guizang saw that he was fierce, and he did not flinch, holding the white jade qin in his hand, plucking the strings heavily with his left hand, and in the sound of clanging, an earthen curtain rose to the sky, blocking Guo Chongyi's sword, and at the same time his body retreated backwards.

Guo Chongyi slashed down with a sword, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, and the earth curtain was only blocked for a moment before it was split into pieces, but at this moment, it was enough to easily return to hide and leave the range of sword light.

Guo Chongyi was unforgiving, stretched out his body, and the sixteen forms of the iron sword were unfolded, chasing Yi Guizang horizontally and vertically, a radius of more than ten zhang was full of sword qi vertical and horizontal, leaving sword marks on the ground that were three feet deep, and even the void was split out one after another.

Although Yi Guizang seemed to be beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back, his steps were orderly in his steps and the dismantling of his sword moves was an understatement, obviously not showing his full strength.

Although the sixteenth style of the iron sword is fierce and exquisite, but the loss of true qi is far more than the general martial arts, the most afraid is to fight, Guo Chongyi has been fighting for a long time, and he can't help but feel a trace of irritability in his heart: "Yi Gui is so good that he is so slippery, he doesn't fight hard with me, he blindly fights, he must want to use delaying tactics to consume my true qi, and when I am out of strength, I will counterattack." Thinking of this, his subordinates froze slightly, as if they were really angry.

To Guo Chongyi's surprise, Yi Guizang did not take the opportunity to attack, but took two steps leisurely, out of the range of his sword light, and looked at him with a smile.

Guo Chongyi was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, and roared in a hissed voice: "Yi Gui Zang! You coward!" True Qi burst out, and the tip of the sword burst out with a ball of essence light, like a meteor passing through the sky, flying towards Yi Gui Zang.

Yi Guizang ran the white jade qin and sealed the way of the iron sword, while slowly shaking his head: "Brother Guo is really angry, and he is not on par with me, it is basically impossible to deceive me in this regard, so it's no wonder that I was not fooled." ”

The swords intersected, without making a sound, and the iron sword seemed to be glued to the white jade qin, unable to advance or retreat.

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