Wandering the world, only the long sword is in hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Three-inch shocking wood, how life and death are around.

Lonely and light, nostalgic for the alleys and streets.

With a wave of his sleeves, he told a few romances.

Looking at the sheathed long sword that was slanted into the ground, the young man of the Heavenly Dao Sect gently wiped his face, and the red on his fingertips was extremely dazzling, but he didn't care, just chanted a small poem in a low voice, and sighed with emotion: "I have heard for a long time that the Tianhe Sword Sect is the inheritance of the Tianhe Sword Saint that spanned the thirteen realms of the North County ten thousand years ago, and it was still not good at the beginning, but at this time, I have to believe it... ”

"When the white rainbow cuts the jade, the purple gas dries the stars at night. The hibiscus on the hoe moves, and the frost and snow in the box are bright. Spirit Sword Tianhe, it really lives up to its name!"

Smiling slightly, the young man of the Heavenly Dao Sect withdrew his fingers, turned to look at the figure that rushed like an angry beast, shook his head and whispered to himself: "It's a pity, it's a pity that the pearl is secretly cast!" The wind whistled, like a fierce tiger coming down the mountain, but the young man just quietly retreated slightly, and then avoided the figure by a millimeter, and his white right hand moved with the momentum, cutting a soft arc in the air, and then slapped on the back of the comer with a sharp whistling.

"Poof~"

The red blood spurted out of his mouth like a fountain, and the man who was like a mountain of meat spun and flew out in embarrassment, and after a few slight spins in the air, he fell in front of the people of the Tianhe Sword Sect, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and he was embarrassed, but those small eyes stared at the young man with a tyrannical and cold expression, and said hatefully:

"Heavenly Dao Sect, Tianhe Spirit Mountain will always belong to my Tianhe Sword Sect! Get out of here! Or, kill us all! My ancestor will avenge us, you Heavenly Dao Sect will wait for my ancestor's long sword!" The fat swordsman's hideous words made the expression of the young man of the Heavenly Dao Sect change slightly, and then he shook his head and laughed in harmony: "This Taoist friend is joking, the world's spiritual creatures, since the virtuous live in it, this Tianhe Mountain Range is born from heaven and earth, but where does it get any master, as for the ancestor of your faction... ”

After a pause, the young man's clear and cold eyes looked fixedly at the fat man with the negative sword who was half-kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood, and after a long time, he said slowly: "If you are not mistaken, the Tianhe Sword Saint has not appeared for thousands of years, even if it is the disaster of the fall of the disciples of the Tianhe Sword Sect, it has never appeared... 'M afraid... ”

"It's already a holy fall, right?"

The young man's voice was calm and smiling, and it didn't make people feel any domineering, but it made everyone present feel cold in their hearts, and they only felt an endless chill in their hearts.

The Heavenly Dao Sect is one of the eighteen strongest sects in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, and the Tianhe Sword Sect has long since lost its prestige, and at this time, it is even curled up in this small Tianshui Realm to survive, but it can be heard from the young man's voice... In the past thousands of years, even though the Tianhe Sword Sect has been declining, the Heavenly Dao Sect is still firmly monitoring them.

His heart can be punished!

"Fat master, I'm sorry!" At this moment, the fat swordsman spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle, and said with a mocking expression: "You hypocrisys of the Heavenly Dao Sect really don't have any good intentions, he~ Monitor us, just with your so-called Heavenly Dao techniques, there are at least three forbidden places in my Tianhe Sword Sect that you have no way to spy on! I sent the ancestor to cultivate in one of these places, how can you stinky bull noses know!" Fat master, I'll tell you the truth, my patriarch has already broken through the barrier today, you'd better get out of my Tianhe Sword Sect quickly, otherwise when my patriarch appears, you won't have to think about leaving again!"

"Heh~ Tianhe's predecessors have broken through? I happen to admire the demeanor of my predecessors very much, why don't you report it on your behalf?" The voice of the free voice sounded gently, but it was not the voice of a young man, but with a little vicissitudes and hoarseness, full of mature male charm, and at the same time, wisps of translucent mist emerged from a dark and dull ring above the right hand of the man of the Heavenly Dao Sect, gathering more and more, and finally turned into a white-robed man, a moon-white outfit, a moon-colored robe, a moon-colored hosta, a moon-colored belt, a moon-colored sword, the whole person is like a handsome son stepping on the moon, chic and rich, but such an elegant and chic man still has a pair of eyes that see through the world, which adds a lot of charm to it, even if it is in a hostile state, it also made the hearts of the people of the Tianhe Sword Sect in a trance.

Such a man, it is impossible to mention hostility at all...

"Master. ”

And the moment the man who turned into mist appeared, the disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect with a lazy expression was shocked, and saluted respectfully to the man of the mist: "Why did you come out, the disciple can deal with this matter immediately, do you really believe that the ancestor of the Tianhe Sword Sect is out of the customs?"

"Why can't it be?"

The man in white smiled slightly, then fluttered forward more and more, and bowed slightly to the fat swordsman of the Tianhe Sword Sect who looked stunned and said again: "In Xia Sima Zhiyuan, please let this fellow Daoist inform me in the next place, and I am willing to teach the swordsmanship of the Tianhe seniors... The demeanor was calm and chic but followed the perfect etiquette, which made the fat swordsman look slightly stunned, and just about to answer, suddenly the words of the senior brother whispered in his ear sounded, and the words that had almost reached his throat were swallowed by him alive, frowning and saying: "The ancestor is now in the inner hall, I'm afraid there is no time to care about your challenge as a cat and dog, if you want, you can live under my Tianhe Mountain Range, and when I send the ancestor to deal with the affairs of the sect, maybe I will go to see you." ”

"Hmph~ I'm afraid there is no Tianhe Sword Sect Patriarch at all!" Before the man in white could speak, the disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect took over with a sneer, and looked at the fat swordsman who had 'insulted' his master before, Sen Han said: "The Tianhe Sword Saint may have really existed, but now it has long turned into a dry bone, and his soul has been scattered!

"Presumptuous!"

Before the people of the Tianhe Sword Sect could shout angrily, the misty man reprimanded him fiercely, his gentle and elegant eyebrows were raised, but he had a bit of a palpitating majesty, and he looked at the disciples who were a little unimpressed and shouted angrily: "The predecessor of the Tianhe Sword Saint has been in the first life, and the spirit sword Tianhe in his hand has picked up all the powerhouses of the thirteen realms of the North County, and he has not tasted a single defeat, and his bearing is like how can you, a little naughty boy, criticize!" After speaking, the man in white ignored his disciple whose face was a little ugly, turned around and bowed his hand slightly to the fat swordsman and the others, and said apologetically: "The behavior of the underdog is not for you to accompany you, I hope you can forgive you." In addition, this Taoist friend said, in the lower is also very agreed, then in the next to live under this mountain, when the Tianhe seniors are out of the customs, in the next are willing to bear the sword of the Tianhe seniors, but... Suddenly, the man in white changed his voice and smiled at the Tianhe Sword Sect people with slightly slower faces: "In order to be able to let my predecessors find me, I need something to do as a traction, I don't know what you think?"

"It's nature ... The fat swordsman's face softened slightly-looking at the appearance in front of him, this spirit man really admired his ancestor, and the trouble he encountered in front of him seemed to have been solved, he pursed his lips slightly and said gently: "I send a spiritual weapon, named Tianhe Match, as long as Mr. is still within the range of thousands of miles of this Tianhe Spirit Mountain, it is able to clearly receive where the other party is, Mr. can hold the Yin match, and when I send the ancestor out of the customs, I can follow the connection between the Yin and Yang jade pendants to find Mr., how about it?"

"Tianhebei?" muttered slightly, the man in white well concealed the look of surprise on his face, shook his head with a smile, and said, "It's not proper, it's inappropriate... Although Tianhe is wonderful, but it is the body of the spirit body under it, and the general utensils will be greatly reduced in the lower body, if you want to be separated by a thousand miles, I am afraid that only the things that can be found under the painstaking training of the predecessors of Tianhe. . . Before the words fell, the fat swordsman and Liu Jingyao's expressions froze-

In this huge Tianhe Sword Sect, and even among the heavens and ten thousand worlds, there is only one thing that the Tianhe Sword Saint has cultivated with painstaking efforts, the seventh place on the Divine Sword List, the Spirit Sword Tianhe!

"Leshui, these days the brothers and sisters of the Tianhe Sword Sect have already promised that they can take something for the teacher to use as a traction, why don't they pick up this sword?" Sure enough, immediately after that, the voice of the man in white was as warm as water, but the peaceful voice was like the fangs exposed in the mouth of a poisonous snake, which made the expressions of all the swordsmen present change drastically, and the fat swordsman and Liu Jingyao rushed forward as if they were crazy, but a pair of slender palms like jade were waved lightly at this time, and the two swordsmen who were running away with mana were flying backwards in embarrassment, and the blood in their mouths spurted out in a big gulp, and their eyes were full of despair.

And in the eyes of everyone who was eager to eat his flesh, the lazy man in the green robe stepped forward excitedly, and his arms were used to pull up the spirit sword Tianhe that was inserted upside down on the ground.

Milky Way!

This is the Tianhe Sword, the world has endless sword cultivators, and there are many sword weapons, but it is like the stars in the heavens, but in the stars of the heavens, there are thirty-three stars that cover up everything else, Feilong, Yuanwu, Bailan, Yaqiu, Shibo, Hanrong, Yongning, Feixing, Huangwu, Pengfei, Luqiao, Shanping, Yanling, Lingyan, Qianyang, Drunken, Hanren, Yingzong, Jiayu, Zhengchu, Yuanqing, Zhenghao, Hongzhen, Yayi, Gu Rou, Hanqiao, Lingqing, Tianlei, Xiaomei, Xiuyuan, Yuankui, Yangshuo, and... Milky Way!

It is regarded as the Ten Thousand Worlds Divine Sword List, and the Tianhe Sword ranks seventh!

Spirit Sword Tianhe, Endless Sword Cultivation of Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds, Endless Sword Weapon, ranked seventh!

Such a divine sword, but at this time it belongs to him, so that the young man named Leshui can no longer maintain the previous chic and calm, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of excitement that cannot be hidden, his right hand gently holds the hilt of the sword, containing enough mana to pull violently, but the long sword is not moving, so that the expression on his face is stiff, and then he draws the sword again and again as if he does not believe in evil, but the seventh-ranked sword on the list of divine swords is as if it is one with the scabbard, and it does not move at all, which makes the expression on Deleshui's face more and more ugly。

"Heh~ Idiot... ”

At this moment, a light laugh sounded in his ears, and at some point, the man in white with the condensation of the mist had already come to his side, looking at him and shaking his head slightly, he laughed and said: "How can the Tianhe Sword be so easy to draw, such a divine sword, only its owner can pull it out, or... ”

"By the spiritual fire of heaven and earth. ”

The faint laughter fell, making the faces of the people of the Tianhe Sword Sect, who were sluggish, more and more pale, but the eyes on Le Shui's face became brighter and brighter - he understood what the master meant, as long as he returned to the Heavenly Dao Sect and rented the spiritual fire furnace in the sect, he could turn away all the divine sense imprints in this divine sword, and at that time, this spiritual sword with countless legends would be completely his own!

"Then, under the mountain, the Tianhe predecessors are here, then this Tianhe Lingshan belongs to the predecessors, when the Tianhe seniors go out, they will present the long sword with both hands in the next step, and receive the sword of the year, Leshui, go!"

"Yes, Master!"

In the excited whisper, the two men turned around and left under the staring eyes of all the swordsmen, the fat swordsman's palms were clenched tightly, and the red blood was dripping down, but he didn't care, just stared at the backs of the two with red eyes, the other party was extremely humiliating, but the ancestor never appeared, could it be that I guessed wrong, that person was not the ancestor at all? The expression on his pale face became more and more sad and indignant, and he suddenly let out a long roar, knelt directly on the ground, and his fat head slammed down towards the main hall, and in the muffled sound, the blood stains were instantly stained with blood on the bluestone slab, Liu Jingyao looked stunned, and then he also knelt on the ground suddenly, followed by Xiaobei, nearly a hundred swordsmen wearing blood-colored sword robes were kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to the quaint hall, and their faces were full of grief and indignation.

Hate: Hate us for being disciples, but not being able to keep the foundation of our ancestors!

Hate! Hate that the prestige of the predecessors is no longer there, and the descendants can only survive!

Hate! Hate that we are disciples of the Sword Sect, but we can't die with the enemy! We can't die with the enemy! No, we can't die with the enemy!

A muffled sound, a pair of bloody eyes, and a face of humiliation and hatred, all the faces of the remaining Buddha cultivators in the King Kong Temple were moved, and the restrained figure could not see that the master whispered a Buddha horn, and turned to leave: "Thousands of years of grievances return to Tianhe, the sword light is rewarded, and the blood is dipped in blood for the painting... The sword master of the year,After all, it's fallen.。。 Without the Tianhe Sword, a divine sword that suppresses luck, the Tianhe Sword Sect can only decline more and more... Amitabha... ”

Wearing a yellow power suit, the Buddha Xiu turned to leave, when leaving, all of them folded their hands and bowed slightly to show respect, in front of the main hall, nearly a hundred swordsmen sword robes stained with blood, kneeling on the bluestone, and knocking off the proud head.

Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, the fat swordsman made a move, and then suddenly stood up, at this time the fat forehead was already blurred with flesh and blood, both hands forced, the blue and white sword robe that had been stained with blood on the body was untied, revealing a white undershirt, carefully put the sword robe on the ground, the fat swordsman obliquely held the black giant sword and turned around and stepped away violently, a tragic aura on his body rose to the sky, behind him, nearly a hundred swordsmen untied their sword robes, the long sword at the waist roared out of the sheath, and stepped forward, his eyes were red like ghosts, he was covered in white, and he was endlessly tragic and resolute。

Thirty-three buckles in front of the palace, the sword robe falls to the ground, and he is no longer a member of the Tianhe Sword Sect in this life!

What we do has nothing to do with the Sword Sect, but it means that I have one person and one sword!

Where the long sword buzzed, there was a white-clothed swordsman holding a sword, and his eyes were full of boundless blood.

(Thank you for the night attack & madness, the violent novel, 々Don't last forever 々, the monthly pass of dfefsw, thank you~) (To be continued.) )