The first guard's face changed, and he hurriedly rode his horse in front of the carriage, and shouted in a deep voice: "This place is within the range of the power of the Famous Sword Villa, do you want to hold Miss and Young Master Sun hostage, do you really regard the Famous Sword Villa as nothing?"

Hearing this, the Lord of Jingtan sneered, stood with his sword in both hands, and said with a arrogant smile: "Lao Tzu intercepted your famous sword villa today, what can you do with me?" Then he smiled coldly, his eyes flashed with blood, and the terrifying killing intent turned into a sword and burst out, directly blasting towards the guards who were questioning.

"A little worm, dare to be arrogant in front of Lao Tzu, go die!"

Suddenly, the guards felt that the blood was red in front of them, and the terrifying killing intent was overwhelming, and the biting chill went straight into the limbs and bones, freezing the soul, this situation made the guards frightened, their bodies stiffened, and they couldn't move a bit.

Suddenly, the eyes of the old man who was driving the car, which were originally unfocused, burst into cold light, and his gaze was like a sword, suddenly bursting out. "Bang!", two invisible sword intents collided, and within ten meters of space between the two sides, the tyrannical energy burst out, and a big crater was blown out on the spot.

"Ahh

The old man shook the whip in his hand, rolled up and threw the guard, the whip shook, and then shook it to fall next to the carriage, but the horse under the guard's crotch was not so lucky, and his head was bleeding on the spot, and he fell to the ground and neighed.

The old man who drove the car frowned, and said faintly: "Why should Your Excellency be as knowledgeable as a junior, and you should be so ruthless. ”

The Lord of Jing Tan sneered and said, "If the ants die, they will die, so why care." ”

After speaking, the Jing Tan Lord stared at the old man and smiled coldly, and waves of scarlet blood-colored qi burst out from his body, and the crazy killing intent and murderous aura condensed into substance, rolling both the enemy and me together. Suddenly, bursts of frantic "kill, kill, kill!" echoed in everyone's minds, bloodthirsty, tyrannical, and destructive、...... and other mixed thoughts tore at everyone's consciousness.

In a single breath, the weak-willed had blood-red eyes, distorted faces, and beast-like roars in their throats, and the frenzied killing intent completely destroyed their sanity, making them look like mad demons, and their bloodthirsty and tyrannical aura increased dramatically.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The blood-colored qi wave suddenly expanded, and lightning swept towards the carriage.

The old man snorted coldly, his clothes danced without wind, and a strange aura instantly protected everyone around him, dispelling the crazy and piercing murderous aura.

"Haha! I didn't expect that, in addition to Zhuo Buqun, there are also masters like you in the Famous Sword Villa, and this time it was really not in vain. Old guy, take Lao Tzu's sword!"

The Lord of the Jing Altar was like a demon, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand slashed angrily through the air, and a blood-red sword qi burst out, like thunder and lightning, and went straight to the old man who was rushing to the car. The strong murderous aura and murderous intent, like boiling magma, crazy and tyrannical bloody aura, danced angrily and devoured the sky and the earth.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Heaven and earth seem to be filled with the sound of killing, killing everything and destroying everything.

"Blood kills the world!"

This is the sword of the Lord of Jing Altar, a sword of killing, with murderous intent soaring to the sky, bombarding everything. There are only two kinds of people in his eyes, the dead and those who are not yet dead. Often as soon as he makes a move, the master of the Jing altar is to strike with all his might, and he is so unscrupulous and unscrupulous. As for accidentally injuring his own people and the target of this mission, he didn't care at all, what if he died, he had done this kind of thing before.

Immortal martial arts are divided into strong and weak, divided into three realms of heaven, earth, and man, both of which are the realm of heavenly immortals, and the old man in front of him will be able to catch it. Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't catch it, it's a hundred, everything is over, at most go back and be scolded by the landlord.

In the face of this murderous sword, the old man who drove the car changed his complexion, but his heart was burning with anger. How terrifying it was for Xianwu to use his full sword, at such a close distance, if he forcibly took it, a radius of hundreds of meters would be razed to the ground. At that time, except for him, everyone around him will explode into a cloud of blood mist, doesn't this bastard care about accidentally hurting his own people at all!?

"Damn, this is a lunatic!"

As soon as his eyes touched the eyes of the master of the Jing Altar, the old man who was driving the car felt cold in his heart. He shook the horsewhip in his hand, and a move of the sword trick suddenly came out, the horsewhip was like a snake rolling angrily, and the circle covered the blood-colored sword qi. When they collided, the master of Jingtan suddenly felt that the sword qi was like a mud cow entering the sea, and a lonely and lonely mood suddenly came to his heart. Although the long sword in his hand was still sharp, his heart was at a loss, and the crazy killing intent was like a lonely boat, lost in the vast sea.

On the ground, the horsewhip full of energy rolled rapidly, wrapped in the violent sword qi, and pulled outward. Suddenly, the horsewhip burst inch by inch, and the blood-colored sword qi whistled past the carriage like a hurricane, blowing the clothes of the guards hunting, and their faces were as pale as paper.

"Boom!" exploded, and the blood-colored sword qi slashed angrily at the steep mountain wall beside the road, and in an instant, the mountain rock fell, and the sound was endless.

The Lord of Jing Tan smiled and said, "Yes, you are the first person who can take my bloody killing trick with just one horsewhip." ”

Seeing the unscrupulous attitude of the lord of Jingtan, the people on both sides stepped back with a tacit understanding, they didn't want to be affected by the pond fish and become the victims of the two bigwigs' fight.

The old man who was driving the car had murderous intent in his eyes, and a long and narrow box suddenly appeared in his hand, and when his gaze fell on the long box, his face suddenly became heavy. The heart of the old man who drove the car was full of worries, this group of people was completely coming for the famous Sword Villa, and the two sides were afraid that they would not die.

The palm of the old man driving the car landed on the box, and in an instant, the murderous aura in his whole body disappeared, and the complex and incomprehensible color in his eyes flickered. On the ground, the long box was opened, and an ancient long sword lay quietly in it. The shape of the long sword is simple, and the exquisite texture is clearly visible.

Looking at the sword in the box, the old man who drove the car was in a trance, and the memories that had been sealed for a long time flashed through his heart.

He made a vow at his wife's grave, as if it were still in his ears. He vowed not to use a sword again, and for decades, the sword was sealed in a dusty box, often by his side. I didn't expect to pick it up today and break the original oath with my own hands, and the old man had mixed feelings and melancholy for a while.

From the beginning of his sensibility, he didn't know who his parents were, and he was only accompanied by the sword, practicing the sword and understanding the sword day and night, and loneliness and loneliness were always accompanied, so his sword was full of loneliness and loneliness. He used to think that the sword was his life, his everything, and by chance she quietly walked into his life, and his monotonous and boring life became different.

"Idiot, why are your eyes always full of loneliness and loneliness?"

It was their first time meeting.

"I like it, this sword was specially found by Qian'er to give it to you. ”

On that day, they made a private agreement for life, she stole her father's sword and gave it to him, looking at her smiling like a flower, he smiled for the first time, and he was so happy.

"Idiot, you look pretty when you laugh. Remember, smile a little bit in the future. ”

Since then, his smile has increased, and he no longer has only a sword in his life, but also a woman. He suddenly understood that the sword also had feelings. Someone once said to him that when a swordsman has feelings, his sword is not sharp, and he used to think it was true, but now he knows how ridiculous that kind of statement is, if the sword has love, the sword has life, it is no longer a cold sword, it has joy, anger and sorrow, and has a human heart.

No matter how sharp the sword of the heart is, there is a limit, only the sword of sentient beings can be indestructible, and his sword has life from then on.

Happy days were always short-lived, and one day she lay in his arms covered in blood, smiling and saying goodbye.

"Idiot, Qian'er is about to leave you, you have to find a girl who is better than Ying'er to marry her, and treat her well, so that you can forget about Qian'er, remember, and smile more in the future." ”

He didn't do his wife's last words when she died, and since then he has never smiled, as if he has returned to the past, seeing things and thinking about people, day and night with the sword as a companion, loneliness and loneliness turned into the heart of the sword. took the sword given to him by his wife to kill the world angrily, and was bound to avenge his wife, thus leaving a legend of one man and one sword.

After taking revenge, he completely sealed the sword given by his wife and vowed not to use it again.

But today, the enemy on the opposite side could not be defeated without a sword, in order to save her family, he could only break his oath, thinking of this old man who was driving the car, he resolutely picked up the sword in the box.

The picture of memory, the thought flowed by in a blink of an eye. The moment the sword was in his hands, the old man who drove the car completely changed, this is a qualitative change, a spiritual transformation and rebirth. It was as if he felt the return of his former master, and the sword inserted in the scabbard buzzed, trembling with excitement, as if it wanted to come out of its sheath.

The Jing Altar Lord's face changed suddenly, could it be that this sword is not a magnificent sword?

This old man is in the midst of a breakthrough, if he is allowed to ......

Thinking of this Jing Tan Lord's eyes, the tyrannical murderous aura in his body skyrocketed, and the long sword in his hand slashed out angrily.

Wild, bursting, and as fast as lightning, the dead and murderous qi danced together, and the sword momentum enveloped the area, and the sound of killing lingered.

"Boom!"

Between the lightning and flint, the old man drew his sword out of its sheath. The bright and swaying sword body made a crisp sound of "ding", emitting a joyful soft groan, like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar, intensifying, and the cyan sword light was dazzling.

Although this sword did not possess a sword spirit, at the moment just now, it formed its own sword heart.

Get the sword and forget the sword, forget the sword and get the sword again. Decades of shackles and shackles, decades of forgetting the sword, now it has been broken in one fell swoop, and the heart of the sword has finally blossomed and borne fruit, breaking the cocoon and turning into a butterfly. Suddenly, the momentum on the old man's body increased sharply, as if a tiger was out of the cage, the dragon entered the sea, and a dusty peerless sword suddenly came out of its sheath. The surging sword intent was like a stormy wave, causing the Jing Altar Lord to change color in shock.

It was really a sword, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"Boom!"

The blue light and blood light exploded, flying sand and stones, the sword qi was raging, and the old man stood with his sword in his hand, standing still. The black-robed Jing Tan Lord flew back sharply, and instantly fell back in front of his subordinates, the scar on his face trembled, and his complexion suddenly bloomed a touch of red, and instantly returned to its original state, but the clothes on his chest had been shattered, revealing his strong chest muscles.

He didn't expect the old man's breakthrough to be so fast, and his swordsmanship was so strange. Just now, the old man's swordsmanship was extremely strange, and he broke his defense quietly.

However, for all this, the old man's face was neither sad nor joyful, he looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and sighed.

Qian'er, I broke my original vow, will you blame me?