Sensing the movements of the person behind him, Li Shenyuan, who was already old, suddenly became a little heavier, but his footsteps did not stop at all, as if he wanted to escape from the quagmire that he had been trapped in for many years behind him.

The remaining disciples of the Guyue Sect didn't expect that someone would plot against Li Shenyuan, and they couldn't help but look at each other for a while, lest there be another traitor behind their own people's backs. After all, the conversation between Li Shenyuan and Ye Qing just now, everyone was still listening to it.

Since these Guyue Sect disciples didn't plan to make a move, Ye Qing naturally wouldn't go on a killing spree, so he focused on an upcoming duel.

After Li Shenyuan and Jin Yanxia stood separately, Li Shenyuan stroked the sword body with one hand, and recalled the past with a somewhat empty look in his eyes, "I learned swords at the age of seven and succeeded in three years. At the age of thirteen, he traveled down the mountain, and at the age of eighteen, he completed the Guyue swordsmanship. At the age of twenty-two, he dared to compete for the first place in the world, and at the age of thirty, he succeeded to the head of the Guyue faction. ”

As Li Shenyuan recounted his experience of learning swords sentence by sentence, the already scattered sword intent gradually became firm, and Jin Yanxia seemed to see a peerless sword fading away from rust little by little, showing its edge.

"Since taking over the position of head of the sect, I have been busy with the affairs of the sect, recruiting a wide range of disciples, and wanting to restore the glory of the Guyue faction." , Li Shenyuan sighed, "It's a pity, although the Guyue faction has had a glorious time, but now it seems that it is a big dream after all." ”

"You..."

Looking at Li Shenyuan's eyes, Jin Yanxia saw that the old man in front of him was already determined to live and die, but he still had residual thoughts and attachments to the Guyue faction in his heart.

And, at the last moment of his life, a swordsman wanted to leave all his entangled affairs behind and regain his dignity as a sword-wielder.

In the face of such a person, if you keep your hand, it is an insult to this swordsman.

It is precisely because she understands this that Jin Yanxia is inexplicably sad in her heart, the baby she named her back then is now going to die in such a way, what an irony, how helpless.

Seeing Jin Yanxia's sadness, Li Shenyuan smiled instead, "The girl doesn't have to be like this. Before he died, when he saw the original remnant snow sealing the bridge, Li Shenyuan had no regrets in his life. This set of Gu Yue swordsmanship, please ask the girl for advice. ”

"Guyue Sword Technique: Pinghu Autumn Light."

The sword light flickered, as if out of thin air a lake. The sword moves rise and fall without dragging the mud and water, and a full moon is reflected in the lake formed by the sword light. Li Shenyuan was not murderous when he made a move, but seemed to be telling a story to an old friend.

This murderous sword move made Jin Yanxia lose her mind, wasn't the first meeting with Qing Xixuan on the bank of the West Lake? The first words between the two seemed to echo in their ears again, "Holding an umbrella together, will the girl mind?" ”

Ye Qing, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, could see clearly, this move Pinghu Qiuguang did not seem to have the slightest murderous aura, but this move used the sword as a mirror, reflecting the depths of the heart of the recruiter. The more people who are prone to extremes and the greater the flaws in their hearts, the more difficult it is to cope with this trick.

In terms of destructive power alone, this move is far inferior to the sword qi that ordinary swordsmen burst out, but in the realm of swordsmanship, it has reached a height that is incomprehensible to ordinary people. I'm afraid that ordinary martial artists don't even understand how they were defeated in the face of this move.

The sword blade crossed the sleeve, and Jin Yanxia also woke up from her memories, feeling the gap in the sleeve, which was completely different from the Gu Yue swordsmanship she had seen, and the artistic conception made Jin Yanxia sigh, "You have walked out of your own way, this is your own Gu Yue swordsmanship." ”

After that, the demonic qi in Jin Yanxia's body was no longer restrained, and it suddenly erupted and shook Li Shenyuan in front of him. The hair is flying like thousands of white exercises, and there is a sword intent hidden in it. The fog also quietly filled, and it was cold in the field for a while.

"Gu Yue Sword Technique, Bitan Printing the Moon."

In the face of the sudden outbreak of demonic qi in Jinyanxia, Li Shenyuan was not angry but happy, and the power in his body also urged, and the sword qi on the sword body converged, and then with a wave of the long sword, a lake of sword qi suddenly rose on the ground. As the tip of Li Shenyuan's sword pointed directly, it was as if the bright moon was reflected in the lake, and a bright moon suddenly rose in the sword qi lake. The boundless sword qi galloped towards the Jinyanxia.

The sword qi stepped on layer by layer, endlessly. Jin Yanxia's face was solemn, although Li Shenyuan's foundation has gradually declined with the erosion of the years, but at this moment, Li Shenyuan, who is purely fighting with Jin Yanxia as a swordsman, is still better than Jin Yanxia in terms of foundation.

"The wind and rain are all over the cold waves."

Jin Yanxia's thousands of hairs grew violently, like a sharp sword under the agitation of demonic qi, accompanied by the frost and cold mist of slaughter, like a turbulent wave to meet Li Shenyuan's sword qi.

The strong moves are opposite, and the strength sweeps around, and those who are slightly weaker immediately feel tinnitus and dizzy, and escape out of the aftermath in embarrassment.

Although Jin Yanxia's skills are not weak, in the face of Li Shenyuan, a hundred-year-old swordsman, he actually fell into the disadvantage at this time, and most of his hair turned into a sharp sword was cut off by the sword qi. Fortunately, Jin Yanxia is naturally supernatural, in addition to being able to control the fog freely, a silver hair can also control the growth as he wants.

Otherwise, after a vicious battle, wouldn't it be long hair to short hair, short hair to inch hair...

In this fight, both sides do not have the slightest murderous aura, one is fulfillment, and the other is to repay gratitude. As if showing it to Jin Yanxia, Li Shenyuan used all the Guyue swordsmanship he had learned and understood, without repeating the sword moves, showing the demeanor of a generation of swordsmanship masters.

But Li Shenyuan was still the head of the Guyue faction after all, and when he fought, he deliberately led the location of the two to the secret passage of the Guyue faction.

Without Li Shenyuan fighting fires everywhere on the battlefield, a one-sided situation appeared on the battlefields of all sizes above and below Gu Yue Peak, and the disciples of the Gu Yue Sect and the chivalrous guests of the Central Plains, who were gradually unable to support, began to retreat step by step. Gradually, it turned into a rout.

Seeing that the situation was declining, Li Shenyuan once again squeezed his tired body, and forced Jin Yanxia away with a sword. Then Li Shenyuan jumped into the air, and with a breath of true qi, he stood against the wind out of thin air.

The sword momentum unfolded, and suddenly turned into an ancient peak that stood quietly for thousands of years, and the sword intent was condensed, and on the top of the peak, a round of slanting sun sword wheel was conjured.

"Sunset on the ancient peak."

As Li Shenyuan exhaled and spoke, the slanting sun sword wheel shattered, and the vast sword qi urged Li Shenyuan to fall from the sky. It is just like the shadow cast on the ancient peak under the rays of the sunset.

At a glance, Jin Yanxia understood the intention of Li Shenyuan's sword. Not far away is the demon soldiers who are chasing the Central Plains group of heroes, and Li Shenyuan's sword is to open up a way for the group of heroes to survive.

Jin Yanxia stretched out her hands, the demonic qi in her body climbed to the peak again, the hair swelled and grew again, the hair strands were intertwined, and thousands of white flying exercises seemed to be born in the field, "flying and practicing three thousand".

The extreme moves collided, and the sword qi, demonic qi, cold qi, and hair burst out in all directions, and the place where the two fought seemed to have a big explosion, and the ground seemed to be swept by countless sword qi, and it suddenly became a thousand ravines.