In the dilapidated alley of Frost Cold City, at the moment when the Red Lotus Xiao Zhou Heavenly Array beside Chen Jiansheng was shattered, the black-robed corpse that had already fallen to the ground and died, suddenly moved.

Immediately after that, starting from the Broken Alley, hundreds of corpses of night warriors, broken bricks and tiles, and collapsed earthen walls began to shake all around.

A snow-white sword aura like a swimming fish was drilled.

And then there are countless strips.

The snow-white sword qi flowed out, as if it was guided by some kind of guidance, and quickly converged and blended on the small earthen wall courtyard in the Broken Alley.

Like a fish turning into a dragon.

When Chen Jiansheng summoned the origin of the sword path to fight with the Seven Kills, the snow-white dragon condensed by dense sword qi started from Frost Cold City and swept towards the west.

The snow-white little dragon swept along the traces of the battle between Chen Jiansheng and the four main stars of the night at an unimaginable speed, but along the way, it absorbed the sword qi that was lost everywhere like a whale devouring it.

Enter that snow-white hill.

The frost everywhere is full of sword energy.

After absorbing the wind and snow sword qi, which was one of the worst in the sword qi long forest in the world, the snow-white little dragon suddenly became crystalline, and it was only at this time that he could see that this sword qi little dragon was actually closing his eyes.

Just like the sword armor in the world.

Until the halberd in the Seven Killers was about to fall, the snow-white little dragon, who had already absorbed the frost all over the place, finally arrived in front of the hill where Chen Jiansheng was leaning, and it was also behind the four main stars of the night.

Then, the little dragon opened his eyes, and the white fish turned into a sword.

There is no sword in the sky, it is only as murderous as the world.

It wasn't until the snow-white sword shadow invaded three feet behind the seven kills and four people that the four main stars of the night, who had already let down most of their vigilance, feel the killing power enveloped on them.

But there was no time to resist, and the four main stars who were already standing at the peak of the martial arts at night once again understood the gap between themselves and the world sword armor in front of them fifteen years ago.

The pitch-black halberd had only fallen half an inch, and the sword intent on the snow-white small sword had already reached its peak.

The flame of life pulled out a little smile at the corner of Chen Jiansheng's mouth, which was about to be extinguished, and what this sword was going to be in the world, what the tip of the sword pointed to, would only smash everything.

Greedy wolves, seven killings, broken armies, giant gates, including themselves, when the sword falls, they will all go to annihilation, and the bones will no longer exist, and there will be no life.

The greedy wolf's face suddenly darkened, a little dazed in the eyes of the Seven Kills, and the faces of the giant gate and Tianfu turned pale.

But then, it was Chen Jiansheng who sighed lightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared completely.

That snow-white little sword, which swept to the front of the small hill at the speed of the world, should have been the most powerful killing move in the world after absorbing all the sword qi scattered on the battlefield by the sword armor in the world.

But some people refused to accept the gun, and some people did not recognize it.

The most feared thing about ice has always been fire.

The snow-white little sword stayed one foot behind the back of the seven kills and four people, and there was no more advance. In front of the tip of the sword, there was a small black vortex, and in the vortex, there was a faint burst of fire.

There is a crimson spear tip.

In the eyes of the four greedy wolves who gradually relaxed and then became admiring, the vortex on that side gradually expanded, becoming a dark portal more than two feet high.

Out of the portal stepped a man, holding the spear as red as blood.

The King of a Hundred Soldiers, the Flames.

The first of the night, Ziwei.

The tip of the spear was still against the tip of the snow-white sword, and the woman in a wide black robe walked out calmly, the wide black robe and the woman's thin body looked extremely inconsistent, but it was very imposing.

Yes, on that night that made the Great Xia Quartet bow their heads and everyone was afraid, its leader Ziwei was actually a woman.

"It doesn't contain a sword element, but it has such a sword qi and sword might, this sword can rival Jian Jiu. ”

Ziwei walked out of the dark portal, and the right hand holding Cangyan turned slightly, and the tip of the spear suddenly became red, and the sword intent and sword qi transformed by the snow-white little dragon were constantly peeled off under this red light, slashing out indiscriminately in all directions.

"The sound of the sword, long time no see. ”

Immediately afterwards, Ziwei, who was masked in a black veil, turned around and walked along the path where the four main stars of the night had already given way, approaching the hill where Chen Jiansheng was leaning, and said softly with regret in his eyes.

"It's better not to see. ”

Although he was blind, the sword armor of the world fifteen years ago had obviously known Ziwei for a long time, and when he heard the voice that was still as pleasant and moving as a girl, he lowered his head and whispered softly when he took the last breath of Chen Jiansheng, who was about to disperse.

"Good all the way. ”

......

On the hill between Frost City and Qingshan, in front of the Knocking Sword Cliff in the northernmost part of Chai Mountain, Liu Chen, who vigorously wiped the blood on his face with his black sleeve robe, frowned, and stared at the clouds and mist under the cliff with scarlet eyes.

There, there was a teenager who jumped off a cliff.

"Liu Chen, where are the orphans of the Fang family?"

A moment later, two young men who were also dressed in black robes, but were much older than Liu Chen, arrived, first glanced around, and then asked with a puzzled expression.

"Lord Guchen, Lord Tianwu, the orphan of the Fang family was shot through the chest by me, and then fell off the cliff. ”

Hearing the inquiry behind him, Liu Chen cleaned up the unwillingness in his eyes, turned around and replied respectfully.

Seven Killing Auxiliary Stars in the Night, Lone Chen. The Auxiliary Star of the Night Gate, the Heavenly Witch.

"Knocking on the Sword Cliff?"

"Bastard, you mean, the orphan of the Fang family fell off the cliff, and his life and death are unknown?"

When Liu Chen's words fell, Tianwu frowned slightly, raised his feet and took a few steps forward, looking at the bottomless abyss under his feet with a complicated expression, and Gu Chen, who was obviously a lot hotter, immediately turned around and scolded Liu Chen.

"Lord Guchen, the orphan of the Fang family has not cultivated, and the penetrating wound on his chest is enough to be fatal, not to mention that he has fallen down this bottomless sword cliff again, and now I am afraid that he has fallen into a pile of minced meat. ”

As a trialist of the night, in the face of the angry rebuke of the auxiliary star, Liu Chen could only respond in a respectful voice.

"The first rule of night has always been to see people alive and dead to see corpses, chasing and killing a waste who has not cultivated, but you can't even do this most basic point, I think you are also a waste. ”

As if he didn't like Liu Chen's defense, Gu Chen sneered twice, and scolded loudly.

"Okay, Gu Chen, the Knocking Sword Cliff is the key place for the Qingshan Sword Formation to guard, and the orphans of the Fang family have not cultivated, so they have not touched the great array of sword qi.

If you and I go down the cliff, I'm afraid we will be besieged by the Nine Stacks of Sword Qi immediately, since we can't find out, the next thing is better to let a few adults decide. ”

Standing in front of the Knocking Sword Cliff and thinking for a moment, Tianwu turned around and smiled at Gu Chen, and then said in a deep voice rather helplessly.

On the edge of the cliff of Chai Mountain, looking down from above, the Knock Sword Cliff is just a cloud of mist.

But when he looked up from the bottom of the sword cliff, he was unconcealed, and even those who cultivated to a high level could see the blue sky on the cliff at a glance.

Qingshan's most prestigious nine-stacked sword formation has changed extraordinarily.

The young man who jumped into the sword cliff from Shibayama, the tattered linen clothes full of blood swayed violently in the sudden wind rising from the bottom of the cliff, and the jade bead that had been soaked in blood at this moment suddenly drilled out of Fang Chen's chest with the drumming of the robe.

Fang Chen, who had lost most of his consciousness due to excessive blood loss, fell all the way, but the corners of his mouth kept squirming slightly, until the unwilling voice came out of his mouth, and the bead on his chest that had become crystal clear again at some point suddenly shone brightly.

So, only two inches away from the cliff of the sword cliff, everything suddenly stopped.

The sudden wind no longer blows, the dust raised on the ground does not fall, Fang Chen's body no longer falls when it hangs in the air, and even the wounds on his body no longer bleed.

Everything is as if it has been suppressed by a pair of big hands.

Until the time of the small half a quarter passed, the girl in white with an intoxicating smile walked over with a sheath sword on her back, three thousand green silks were casually carried behind her by a hosta.

Fang Chen fell to the ground abruptly.

The ground of the sword cliff was full of formations, and several sword qi roared, rushing straight at the Mai boy.

"Quiet. ”

Then he froze in mid-air under the almost brutal order of the girl in white, and the sword qi stayed in front of Fang Chen's forehead, almost touching his skin, but he staggered back, quietly staying beside Fang Chen.

"There is no cultivation, and there are sword wounds all over my body, no, it is the wounds of the sword qi, the sword qi of the martial artists of the Six Realms. ”

The slender jade fingers played with the green silk, and the girl in white appeared in front of Fang Chen in a flash, a trace of sword flashed in her eyes, but after observing Fang Chen for a while, she said in a deep voice in confusion.

"Forget it, don't bother to think about it, take it back and let the Great Elder take a look. ”

Immediately after, as if she felt that it was too troublesome to think about these things that had nothing to do with her, the little face of the girl in white, who already had the posture of captivating the country, suddenly appeared a little cunning, and then raised her left hand casually, and carried Fang Chen towards the exit of the Sword Cliff, the other side of Chai Mountain.

Around the girl in white, the awe-inspiring sword aura of the Qingshan Nine Stacks Sword Formation that made Great Xia fear like a tiger was waiting meekly in place wherever the girl in white went.

If a minister meets a king, bow his head and stand down.

......

Frost City is a hundred miles to the west, and after Chen Jiansheng's last shot came out in the world, there is no hoarfrost everywhere, only the ravines after the staggered strength of the warriors remains.

"Qingshan's group of sword cultivators have always been very xenophobic to people outside of sword cultivation, especially us.

To go to the bottom of the sword cliff to explore, even if this seat personally goes to seek the Tao, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

What's more, this seat is unwilling to lose face in front of that group of old men because of the dereliction of duty of his subordinates. ”

Ziwei, who was playing with Chen Jiansheng's saber in his hand and was wrapped in a wide black robe, stared at the pale flames burning slowly in front of him, and did not look back at the three Guchen who hurried over, but said in a stiff tone.

"It's a dereliction of duty on the part of his subordinates who failed to leave the corpse of the orphan of the Fang family, please punish him. ”

When Ziwei's words fell, Liu Chen's complexion changed greatly, and he didn't care about the beads of sweat that slipped down his forehead because of fear, but immediately knelt on his knees and kowtowed heavily.

Gu Chen and Tianwu also bowed their heads nervously.

"Reprimand?"

The pale flames burned out, and the white ash scattered with a gust of wind. Ziwei looked back at Liu Chen, who was already bleeding on his forehead, and there was no joy or anger in his eyes.

"You have to see people in life and corpses in death, you can't do this well, and the greedy wolf is still not enough to train you.

As for you, cutting off your own arm is a punishment. From then on, you went back to Liu's house, and you had nothing to do with the night. ”

Ziwei's dark eyes like an abyss didn't stay on Liu Chen's body for long, but after a glance, he turned his gaze to the green mountain that went straight into the clouds in the north.

Then he pronounced the verdict without the slightest emotion.

"Yes—"

Liu Chen, who was kneeling on the ground, did not raise his head, but the moment Ziwei's words fell, his body trembled significantly. The genius young man of the Donghuang Liu family knelt down and straightened up, pulled out the long sword behind him, and then swung it down fiercely with red eyes, and threw a left arm away.

The severe pain hit every part of Liu Chen's body, but Liu Chen, who had already entered the hall and entered the room, did not scream, but his whole body kept trembling, and his eyes were scarlet and repeated the name over and over again.

Orphans of the Fang family.

Fang Chen.

"I will readjust the training of the Night Trialist, as for the orphan of the Fang family?"

Blood splattered beneath their feet, but everyone was unaware of it in the night. The greedy wolf saluted respectfully to Ziwei, and then asked in a deep voice.

"The Fang family was wiped out back then, not to mention this miscellaneous fish that had not cultivated, since it was seriously injured and fell into the Knocking Sword Cliff, then death should be recorded in the file, after all, in addition to the Fang family, there are many unstable things in Great Xia. ”

His eyes were still on the green mountain in the distance, and Ziwei's voice was still gentle, but the greedy wolves who looked down and didn't dare to look directly didn't notice that Ziwei's eyes suddenly rose when the words fell.

It was the heartfelt excitement of a bloodthirsty hunter when he met his prey.