At night, Zixiu and Su San discussed for a while, and decided to drive the raptor to St. Field first, from the location of Yao Mountain to St. Field, there is a distance of about 100 kilometers, and it takes three hours to fly.

The main purpose of going back at this time was to send Tianxiang back to St. Field.

Along the way, he chatted with Tianxiang.

Tianxiang knew very well in her heart that he would not stay when she returned to St. Field this time, so she cherished every minute and every second she spent with him. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, he has grown from a sleek little boy to a man who stands up to the sky.

"Zixiu, Jiugu now misses you very much when you were young, tired of me all day long, noisy, naughty, and mischievous with you now, it's hard to have one more day, you have really grown up. Tianxiang smiled softly.

Saying this, he was also full of emotion, and smiled: "Yes, when I was young, you loved me the most, several times I had awkward fights with the big egg and the second egg, and you protected me and scolded the two of them." ”

When Tianxiang heard this, she smiled happily: "Yes, it's strange to say, I have no blood relationship with you, Zizhao and Ziyun are my nephews, but I always feel that you are very special, you are very stubborn, you are bold, you can come whatever you want." ”

"After all these years, I don't seem to have changed much, and I seem to be bolder. ”

He looked through the porthole and looked at the night outside, and could already vaguely see the Azure City, with thousands of lights and stars twinkling. A wide river, calmly on the water, reflecting the people on the waterfront, a piece of brilliance, this is the moat of the Azure City, the Nine Heavens River.

"By the way, Xiu, do you want to go back to St. Field and meet with the old ancestor?" Tianxiang looked at him and asked.

He shook his head and smiled: "No need, you can report to his old man on my behalf, I plan to go to the Divine Sword Mountain in the Holy City tonight." ”

"Okay, you can go with confidence......" Tianxiang agreed.

The distance to the Azure City is getting closer and closer, and soon it is over St. Field.

The night shrouded the vast forest, and on a high ground on the edge of the cliff, surrounded by many thorns and roses, stood an old castle, old and heavy, and the high gray walls were crawled with dark green vines, and some even burrowed into the windows, revealing a bit of gloom.

He looked at this familiar place, looked at Fort St. Field, looked at the dark Blood Moon Xuan, and suddenly there was a strong sense of strangeness, he was about to embark on a new journey, I don't know how long it would take before he could return to calm down and return here again, looking up at this starry sky......

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After delivering Tianxiang safely, without further ado, they quickly turned the direction of the raptor and headed towards the southeast of Azure City, shuttling through the dark night, wearing the stars and the moon, and moving forward at full speed.

The Holy City, the largest city in the Eastern Continent, is larger than Phoenix City and Azure City combined.

Shenjian Mountain is located in the northernmost part of the Holy City, and the straight-line distance from the Azure City is about 1,800 kilometers, and the speed of the raptor flying at night is slower, and it is estimated that it can reach the location of the Shenjian Mountain before dawn.

"Senior Su San, I have worked hard for you tonight, and I have been working overnight. He looked at Su San in the cab and said hello.

Su San turned his head and smiled: "Childe doesn't have to be polite, this time I have the honor to go out with Childe to see the Divine Sword Mountain of the Son of the Wind, and it is also a blessing for Sansheng." ”

"Okay, tomorrow morning when I get to Shenjian Mountain, I'll go do some things, you can take a good turn. He chuckled.

"Well, San Gongzi, I'll slow down the raptor a little so that it won't be too bumpy, and you can rest for a while. "Su San.

"Okay. Saying this, he really felt that his eyes were a little astringent, rubbed his dry eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

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As the most core city of the Eastern Continent, the Holy City can be described as full of wealthy families, and the Divine Sword Mountain, founded by the Son of the Wind, has been inherited for three thousand years, and now, including the Eight Quasi-Martial God Skylarks, a total of five god-level powerhouses are in charge. However, in the holy city where there are many strong opponents, Shenjian Mountain can be regarded as a first-class sect, and there is still a certain gap between it and the top wealthy families.

In the era of the Children of the Wind, Shenjian Mountain was one of the best in the Holy City and even in the entire Eastern Continent. Although, three thousand years have passed, things are not people, and now it is not what it used to be, Shenjian Mountain still retains the shadow of the son of the wind, which is still not to be underestimated.

Seven Killing Sword Techniques, Seven Moves and Seven Styles, Nine Realms, the Great Masterpiece of Wind Swordsmanship, the Plane Attack of the Nine Swords of the Meteor, the Spy Shadow of the Lingfeng Phantom, the Time and Space Confusion of the Breeze Side, the Formation Movement of the Seven Stars and the Moon, and the Wrath of the Wind God, the strongest blow.

The Seven Kills Sword Technique supports the sky of swordsmanship, the essence of the classics.

According to legend, it took a full five hundred years for the Son of the Wind to create the Seven Killing Sword Technique, Seven Styles, and the Nine Heavenly Realms.

Three thousand years have passed, and countless talented swordsmanship masters, including the great gods of Shenjian Mountain, have painstakingly meditated and studied the ninth realm of the Seven Killings Sword Technique, 'no wind, no one, no sword', but no one has ever really touched the true meaning of the ninth realm.

There are many conjectures about the Breeze Realm, and the two most likely conjectures have never been verified.

First, in the realm of the breeze, there is an artifact left by the son of the wind, and second, there is a complete interpretation of the ninth realm, 'no wind, no man, no sword'.

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The eastern sky gradually opened up.

A ray of sunlight penetrated the porthole, disturbing Zixiu's eyes, he slowly opened his eyes, through the window, watching the mist fly upward, and felt that the raptor was landing quickly.

"Senior Su San, is Divine Sword Mountain about to arrive?" he stretched, yawned, and asked.

"Yes, it is estimated that there will be five minutes left to reach the Holy Heaven Lake in the north of the Holy City. Su San replied.

Shengtian Lake, the largest freshwater lake on the edge of the Holy City, has a radius of 100 miles, rippling blue waves, and a vast ocean. There are thousands of islands, large and small, dotted around.

A long time ago, there was a very high mountain in Shengtian Lake, called Shenshan, which towered into the sky and rose 3,000 meters from the water. A high mountain, towering over a freshwater lake, is still very rare.

Later, the son of the wind was born, and at the age of thirty, the wind system was canonized, and the Virgin Huanning gave him this mountain.

After the son of the wind got the sacred mountain, he wanted to set up his own portal here, but the mountain was dangerous, the boulders were craggy, and the high sacred mountain was like a bamboo shoot sprouting in spring, which was extremely steep and dangerous, and it was difficult to build a larger temple.

There is nothing that can't be done, only unexpectedly, the son of the wind borrowed an incomparably sharp, iron-like artifact from Our Lady Huanning, and the wrath of the wind, under the divine power, directly cut off the sacred mountain.

Since then, the sacred mountain in the Shengtian Lake has disappeared, and there is a huge stone pier, 500 meters high and 1,000 meters in diameter. The Son of the Wind created the Excalibur Mountain on this huge stone pier.

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"Third Prince, we have arrived at the location of Shenjian Mountain. Su San controlled the raptor and flew at an altitude of one thousand meters, reminding.

Zi Xiu looked down at him, and the architectural layout of Shenjian Mountain was in full view.

The whole building layout is in the shape of "back to the word", the heavy eaves and green tiles, the wall is vermilion, the architectural style is antique, the pavilions and pavilions, the height is staggered, the eaves are fighting, and the highest building is only 20 meters high.

The extension of the building is lush, the pines and cypresses are verdant, the ancient trees are towering, and the green trees and red walls complement each other.

In the middle of the enclosure of the building is an open square.

"Senior Su San, let's stop directly at the training ground in the middle. He looked directly below, in such an open field, there was no problem stopping a hundred birds of prey.

With the whistling sound of the wind wheel turning, Su San controlled the raptor with precision and stopped smoothly on the side of the martial arts training ground.

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In the center of the square, a neat and tidy girl in green clothes was commanding a phalanx of no less than 100 people, practicing swordsmanship.

This woman in green clothes is the first sister among the forty-ninth disciples of Shenjian Mountain, Qianhua, she saw the bird of prey parked not far away, she was very alert, and with a few capable men, she quickly surrounded her.

Zixiu opened the side door of the bird of prey, jumped down, looked at her and smiled slightly: "Miss Qianhua, long time no see." ”

"Is that you?" As soon as he saw him, the apple muscles on Qianhua's face couldn't help but turn red.

"Why, is it a surprise to see me......" He came to do business, he didn't want to entangle with her, and smiled: "Miss Qianhua, I'm here to find the lark god, can you tell me where he is?"

Qianhua thought it was incredible, he thought that he had been reincarnated by Leng Qianqiu, and he was killed, but he actually ran into it again. The shame of grabbing the sword on the Phoenix stage, she will never forget it in her life.

"Bring me my sword. Her eyes were earnest, and her face was red.

"What, you still want to fight me?" he smiled at the corner of his mouth, staring at Qianhua. In good conscience, Qianhua's three measurements are still considerable, and his swordsmanship is still inferior to his own.

You must know that he has blessed his divine might, and his control of swordsmanship has made a qualitative leap.

Soon, a junior brother of Shenjian Mountain took Qian Hua's Thousand Bone Sword.

Qian Hua gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and he smiled indifferently: "I'll let you see whose Meteor Nine Swords are faster." As he spoke, he unsheathed his sword, inducing the true power, and the breeze was blowing......

Zixiu smiled lightly, thinking that she was going to fight with herself, but it turned out that she was not convinced that her Meteor Nine Sword was faster than her. At that time, Qianhua's Meteor Nine Swords triple attack took a total of 10 seconds, while he, the same triple attack, only took 9 seconds.

More and more disciples of Shenjian Mountain heard that the first sister was going to show her sword, and hurriedly watched.

Qianhua stood in the center, the green clothes fluttering, a touch of the touch, the wind raised the sword!

Nine palaces and six sides, six nine fifty-four swords, fifty-four swords, like the wind like a fantasy, fast as lightning, it is too fast, the sword body of the thousand bone sword drew an arc effect in the air, the sound of explosion, one after another, the sword arc and the air rubbed rapidly, the spark shone brightly, and it was confusing.

Qianhua Lingfeng danced wildly, Tsing Yi was messy, and the meteor nine swords hit three times, and he shot 162 swords, it took 8 seconds, and 20 swords were shot in one second.

Put away your sword!

Finish!

Coherent!

Many disciples of Shenjian Mountain, seeing that the first sister's Meteor Nine Swords were so fast and so strong, they sighed to themselves one by one, applauding and shouting, and the sound of noisy cheers was endless.

Zixiu stood aside and smiled coldly, don't you want to compare, then compare and see.

He walked straight in front of Qianhua and smiled slightly: "Borrow your sword!"

The onlookers began to talk, whispering in twos and threes. Only Qianhua has seen him here, and a complete stranger borrowed a sword from a sister, and it seems that he has a great background.

Three consecutive strikes in eight seconds, Qianhua was very satisfied with his performance, and confidently handed the Thousand Bone Sword into Zixiu's hands.

He took the Thousand Bone Sword and gently checked it, feeling good, the three-foot long sword, the sword was as white as bones, weighing two catties and one tael, and he glanced at Qianhua, and the corners of his mouth were a little happy.

The true force is induced, and the divine power is indifferent.

Let's go!

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Meteor Nine Swords, Nine Palaces Six Sides Three Consecutive Strikes, a total of one hundred and sixty-two swords, dazzling, the sword is as fast as the wind, flowing clouds and water, all in one go!

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Six seconds!

Twenty-seven swords in one second!

Come to an end!

There is no explosion of the sword body rubbing against the air, there is no spark streamer, within six seconds, one hundred and sixty-two swords, flowing clouds and water, all in one go, this kind of speed has reached a realm, reaching the effect of paddling.

Scratch!

Sword Stroke!

The sword walks in the wind, just like the wind runs in the water, and the clouds flow in the water!

Everyone including Qianhua was stunned, and the audience was silent and silent, with only one sound in the air......

Streaming down!

The sound of the Thousand Bone Sword trembling slightly, the sound of suffocation!