Xing Cheng has been awake for a long time.

Unlike the two senior brothers who lost their arms or eyes because of the battle back then, Xing Cheng, who was cut off from the Great Dao, although he was unable to continue to push his cultivation realm forward, because of the dissoluteness in his temperament and the sustenance of the green jade wine gourd, the eighth senior brother of Uncle Qingshan still occasionally showed signs in the world. Chinese Network (www).

The man with a wine bottle hanging from his waist has always walked the world with his hair scattered, and he has always held a sword in his hand.

He also only made one sword.

Xing Cheng, who practiced the way of the sword, was called the humble peak and even the entire green mountain by the old peak master, the most talented person of the previous generation, Xing Cheng who stepped on the top of the mountain with three sword towers, and sent congratulations to heaven and earth when he realized the Tao, and no one could reach the sword cultivation of the same generation.

In that generation, Xing Cheng suppressed not only the famous number of people in the Humble Peak, but also the famous kendo masters in the rivers and lakes.

Even when Xing Cheng was at his most vigorous, the young man who traveled the world in the mountains was personally praised by the supreme of the human race game world, if he was born twenty years early, he could compete with the world's swords and armor.

At that time, it was still the era when Chen Jiansheng wore a white sword in white clothes and stood proudly in the world as a heavenly sword immortal.

Qingshan's junior brother at that time, but he had to wear a black dress, fight with the sword, and compete with the sword armor.

It can be said that Chen Jiansheng and Xing Cheng are the symbols of the true peak of kendo talent in two consecutive eras.

After the battle of the Stygian Sea, Xing Yan, whose cultivation path was cut off, although he could no longer reach the height of the sword armor of the past dynasties, but within the so-called peers of the mountain peak realm, the sword in his hand was the real peak.

The name of the sword.

Iron wall.

This sword is not taken from the Qingshan Sword Ridge, but by Xing Cheng's group of division commanders, deliberately searching for materials to create for it, the sword shape is square, about four feet long, and the body presents an ink color like an abyss.

The word iron wall symbolizes only absolute tenacity.

This sword weapon, which is made of many precious materials, does not contain inexplicable power like the four swords of the Aoyama Supreme Sword, and the iron wall is only for the pursuit of the toughness of the sword body from the beginning of casting, so as to reach a level that is enough to carry the strong sword qi of Guiyi.

There are three thousand avenues, among which the way of the sword is even more full of flowers, but since the records of the way of the sword, the way of the human race has always been the supreme among them, and it is the avenue of immeasurable killing power.

Therefore, in the siege in the yellow sand, although one person and one sword faced twelve people, the corners of Xing Cheng's mouth always had only a casual smile.

Twelve mountain tops and nine realms, only twelve swords.

The iron wall moved forward, and Xing Cheng took the first step.

So behind the swordsman, blood splashed, and a mountain peak realm auxiliary star, the figure that originally rushed forward to kill froze halfway, the auxiliary star's lips opened and closed slightly, but he couldn't make a sound until a few breaths passed, and only in the dazed and even frightened eyes of the rest of the auxiliary stars and Zhichen, a blood line spread out from between his neck, and then he fell to the ground.

And Xing Yan, who was hanging a green rope from his waist, had already taken off the wine jug, and while leaning on the sword and drinking to himself, he squinted and hummed a little tune.

In the eyes of this loosely clothed and scattered Qingshan Sword Cultivator, it seemed that he didn't care at all about the rest of the stars that surrounded him like tigers and wolves.

He really didn't need to care, those stars that were originally full of bloodthirsty scarlet stars, because Xing Yan's random sword just now had completely overturned the record of the night dossier in his mind at this moment.

The sword cultivators of Qingshan Humble Peak have not been born for too long, because of the injuries left by the battle that year, which also made the night let go of his focus on the number of Humble Peaks over the years.

According to the records in the night, there have only been very few updates about Xing Cheng in recent years, and the judgment of his strength is about ten years ago.

The avenue is cut off, and it can only be the top of the mountain after all.

But it's a mountain top that's completely different from the night's auxiliary stars.

Therefore, the eleven stars are no longer like tigers and wolves, but like hyenas and dogs.

The swordsman with the wine bottle swallowed in his throat, and although he burped in satisfaction, his face was also flushed with a faint flush.

So, Xing Yan, who was slightly drunk, raised his hand again and laughed.

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

The iron wall that was as black as ink, with the swordsman's sleeves fluttering, moved to the side of the eleven stars in an instant, and this time, Xing Yan took out two swords.

As a result, one branch and one auxiliary star fell in response.

The tip of the sword was still dripping blood.

The swordsman who brought up the wine bottle again, but did not look back, the four verses from thousands of years ago, the poems of the Tang Dynasty and the name of the Taibai Sword Immortal, resounded together in the present dynasty.

Taibai is a killing star, how can he not be Xing Cheng?

The wine spilled from the corner of the swordsman's mouth, soaking a large piece of clothing on his chest, but Xing Cheng inserted the iron wall behind his back without care, and his body leaned back, his whole body was on the hilt of the sword and his feet, and his upper body was lying on his back, lifting the wine bottle again.

There is a sword aura in the clouds.

So, the swordsman raised his hand to cover his eyes, then closed his eyes, and let the wine pour out of his mouth, stretched out his left hand and tore open the loose robe on his chest, and scratched it up and down at will.

The aroma of wine was overflowing, and the night stars surrounding Xing Yan were not half drunk.

The four auxiliary stars glanced at each other, Xing Cheng's profligate posture was undoubtedly a provocation and disdain for the night, but among the nine stars, none of them had anger and humiliation in their eyes, only solemnity.

Among the stars responsible for besieging and killing Xing Cheng, the leader is called Tianguan, who is one of the auxiliary stars under the constellation of Tianliang, who walks on the right path, walks in the world, and has no taboos. Chinese website first published www. (guibuyu).org m./guibuyu/.org

But at this moment, whenever the swordsman who was supposed to be besieged held the sword weapon, Tianguan's heart couldn't help but tremble, full of fear.

So, Xing Cheng inserted the sword weapon into the yellow sand, and the moment his hands left the sword weapon, Tianguan's eyebrows froze, and his hands were slightly forced, and he clenched the long knife in his palm.

A swordsman with both hands away from his sword is definitely taboo in a fight.

Tianguan naturally knew that Xing Cheng, who was under siege, dared to act like this, and naturally relied on it, but the destruction of the foundation was a fact, no matter how strong Xing Cheng's avenue was, no matter how strong his hole cards were, he was just a mountaintop.

And among the nine stars at this moment, there are still four mountain peaks and five nine realm branches.

This is undoubtedly overwhelming strength.

What's more, Xing Cheng did not hold an iron wall.

So, when the swordsman who looked up and peered into the sky through the cracks in his fingertips, the first drop of wine condensed from the edge of his robe and landed in the yellow sand, and the wind and sand suddenly rose around him.

There are nine rays of light and shadow, killing in an instant.

On the iron wall, Xing Yan shook his head and smiled.

In the drunkenness evoked by the drink, there seemed to be a momentary trance in the depths of the swordsman's eyebrows, he was looking up at the sky, but there was only one person between his fingers, it was a girl with crooked eyebrows and eyes when she smiled, wearing a blue robe with her hands behind her back, smiling backwards in the clouds.

In the eyes of the girl, the ranger swordsman in black and the black sword was wearing a white horse and silver saddle under his crotch, shaking the beard on the knight's hat, full of spoiling.

Then, there was the sword and sword.

The girl and the white horse ranger were shattered between the light and shadow between their fingers, leaving only a pot of turbid wine and the calluses of the swordsman's ten fingers.

And a patch of blood.

The stars who swept to Xing Cheng's side didn't notice the sword light that rose from the depths of the swordsman's eyes and the whispered murmur from the moment they raised their feet.

That sentence is-

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

As a result, countless sword qi roared around the iron wall, coiling around Xing Yan's side, and at the moment when the swordsman got up, it intertwined with the wine falling from his clothes into a transparent sword weapon.

The heavenly official didn't see this sword weapon, but the moment Xing Cheng put down the wine bottle and looked at him, this auxiliary star, who had been walking on the mountain avenue for a long time, saw the five fingers of the swordsman's right hand.

That's the swordsman's posture holding his sword.

Tianguan's heart moved, and he obviously sensed that something was wrong, but the killing move of the nine stars had been completed, and he was only a few steps away from the iron wall, and there was no way to retreat, so Tianguan gritted his teeth fiercely, and the blood and qi in his body were intertwined and lingered on the long knife, and he began to fight with his life.

And Xing Yan has already taken a step.

In the blink of an eye, there were nine steps, these nine steps were too fast, and even between the light and shadow, it looked like the nine stars who made the first move, and they were killed by the sword shadow in the opposite direction.

So, when Xing Cheng took nine steps, the sword weapon in his palm finally had a color, and it was a piece of scarlet.

Like blood.

The swordsman dissipated the sword in his hand, then raised the flask again, drank his wine, and took a step forward.

Step 10.

Xing Cheng's figure slumped with this step, and between those tattered robes, a knife wound on his chest was dazzling, stimulating the swordsman's mind under the impact of the wine, but there was only calm between Xing Cheng's eyebrows, like water and dead silence.

Before the iron wall, those stars who had originally rushed towards this place showed blood stains on their hearts and necks at the moment when the swordsman bent down again, and then fell.

The heavenly official, who was originally fighting with the will to die, was the most powerful person among the stars, so he was able to cut the long knife in his hand at the moment when the sword light flickered, leaving the knife wound on Xing Yan's chest.

But Tianguan still didn't understand, and he couldn't believe why this swordsman, whose foundation had been shattered, was so fast and powerful with this move, that it was so powerful that it could destroy the clouds.

Therefore, this auxiliary star, who had a sword mark on his neck, looked straight at the iron wall with his face when he fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

But only unwillingness.

Xing Cheng recalled the iron wall, then inserted the sword back into his waist, faced the bloody wind, turned his back to the little junior brother who was holding the abyss, and sighed softly.

Ten steps, nine swords, eight stars.

Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

It's full of gloom.

But this was only for a moment, because the swordsman who used too much strength in this sword, under the traction of the injury on his chest, his body inevitably trembled slightly, and then he sat down in the yellow sand, pulling the corners of his mouth and constantly wailing.

So, the little uncle Qingshan, who was originally standing silently in the distance, couldn't help but shake his head and smile, and then jumped out in one step, landed behind Xing Yan, supported the junior of the eighth senior brother, and looked farther ahead.

There is a pine, standing proudly between the sand and dust.

Rock like a rock.

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