Xiao Yu breathed in place for a while, and finally slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

I have to say that the 300 iron horses this time are more powerful than the light horses on the grassland. And it was much more difficult to take the head of a Void Soul Peak Martial Arts cultivator from the chaotic army than it was to take the head of a bad old man. Last time, fortunately, there was Mu Bai Sweeping Array, and Xiao Yu only killed Ge Bu Miser, this time he slaughtered more than 100 heavy horses, and the difficulty was much higher than the more than 1,000 horses encountered in the grassland at the beginning.

Originally, Xiao Yu relied on himself to step into the realm of frost and wanted to defeat three hundred horsemen, but when he was halfway through, he already felt that his strength was not enough, so he had to kill Qin Fei in advance to destroy his morale, so that the remaining iron cavalry would collapse. If it was a brutal killing, even if these cavalrymen were going to die, Xiao Yu would never be able to leave the territory of Yingtianfu. It is only now that Xiao Yu can truly appreciate the power of autumn leaves to slash more than a thousand riders.

The peak of frost, the peak of the world, I don't know how many years and months it will take to reach it, and I don't know how much vitality I have to breathe.

Xiao Yu sighed secretly while running his vitality. However, this time it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, under the bypass of the side door Haoran Qi, a little exhausted, plus the vitality absorbed in Xilingkou, I think I can step into the frost realm after a while.

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Meishan, the mountain road is quite rugged, it may be because of this, but there are few powerful people who buy another village here. At this time, it was early in the morning, the sky was bright, and Meishan, which was already deserted, was more and more missing, but it seemed that a few wolf howls could be faintly heard.

A young man carrying a bag and a dark yellow oil-paper umbrella pinned to it was slowly walking along the empty Meishan mountain road.

A young boy with half a branch in his hand and waving it bouncing up and down from the other side of the mountain road.

The young man stopped, looking at the long road, and his face was a little cloudy.

At this time, the childish boy also stopped, stood aside, and looked at the strange young man with wide eyes and curiosity, "Are you going to see the fairy grandfather on the top of the mountain?"

The young man was stunned, then asked in a harmonious voice, "Yes, how do you know?"

The boy smiled and danced half of the branch in his hand, "A few days ago, there were a lot of people, including old Taoist priests, as well as those who rode big horses and donkeys. Do you know who those people come to the gods?"

The young man was stunned again, and then slowly replied: "The people who came to find the immortals are probably also immortals." ”

The child was even more curious, and kept looking him up and down: "Then you are also a fairy?"

Immediately after that, he saw the long sword on the young man's waist, and couldn't help but jump up with joy, and chirped, "Are you the legendary sword immortal?"

The young man was completely stunned this time, as if he remembered the dream of his previous youth.

The child then asked, "What is a sword fairy, and can you step on a sword and fly all over the sky?"

The young man who came back to his senses suddenly smiled: "Probably yes." ”

The child was dissatisfied, and pouted: "Aren't you a sword immortal?

The young man smiled faintly: "I'm not a sword immortal. ”

Hearing this, the child was disappointed, but still asked, "Have you ever seen the Sword Immortal?"

The young man didn't answer immediately, but asked rhetorically, "What do you think the Sword Immortal looks like?"

The child's face was full of yearning: "Of course, you can fly to the sky, open your mouth and spit out, and the sword can reach thousands of miles away!"

The young man smiled dumbly and touched the top of the child's head, "It's the same as what I thought when I was a child, but some things are better for them to exist in my own fantasies, and if I really touch them, I will probably be disappointed." ”

The child looked at the young man as if he didn't understand, but he didn't say anything. The young man said no more, withdrew his hand and looked at the long mountain road, ready to move on.

At this time, the young boy hesitated for a moment, but plucked up his courage and said, "Are you a swordsman?" Can you show me how to wield a sword?"

Obviously, the saber on the young man's body made the child think that he was at least a swordsman, if not a sword fairy.

The young man smiled, picked up the long sword at his waist, and seemed to draw it.

The child's face was full of joy and joy that could not be concealed.

The young man held the scabbard in his left hand and pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, as if the next moment the sword would be unsheathed, and the child's eyes widened and he did not dare to blink, but the young man suddenly turned away.

At some point, a middle-aged Confucian with five long hairs stood three feet behind the young man and the child.

"Confucian monks. The young man smiled absently, "Dare to ask the name of the gentleman?"

Only then did the child wake up that there was someone behind him, and he also turned to look at the Confucian student, the middle-aged Confucian was very majestic, at least for the child, just like the gentleman in the academy. He unconsciously ducked behind the young man.

The majesty peculiar to the gentlemen of this era. The so-called husband is the wife, and the father is the majesty cultivated by the son. It can also be called not angry and self-threatening.

The middle-aged Confucian said lightly: "Wang Kaizhi." ”

The young man was a little surprised, but he still didn't put down his sword.

Wang Kaizhi, regarded as a great Confucian in the world, not a courtier, but traveled and lectured in various places, when he was young, he traveled with many classmates, traveled all over the Dazheng River and Mountain, at that time several students were not famous, but now it is daunting. There are Xiao Lie, the governor of the secret guard, Wei Chi, Li Yan, the first assistant of the dynasty, and Zhou Jingchao, the second assistant, although the other few people have not entered the temple, but they are also Taishan Beidou in the literary world. Wang Kaizhi was able to associate with these people back then, and he really talked and laughed, and there was no vain exchange. This is also evident in itself.

Now this great Confucian of the time has come to the Eastern Capital.

There was a flash of surprise on the young man's face, mixed with a vague look of reminiscence.

Wang Kaizhi looked at the young man and said, "The last time I saw you was in the old gentleman's house ten years ago. ”

The young man's expression became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Is it my grandfather's 60th birthday? ”

Wang Kaizhi glanced at him up and down, "I heard that you have learned to blind the pupils, how can this kind of evil demon be provoked? Have you forgotten all the truths that Old Mr. Fang taught you back then?"

The young man sneered, his voice getting colder, "Reason, truth? When Grandpa died, did anyone ever talk about reason!"

Wang Kaizhi's face became more and more serious, and he said sharply: "Jun is a minister! I didn't expect that you not only forgot the sage's truth, but also became more and more ignorant of the heavens and the earth!"

The young man said angrily, "Then what are the sins of my mother and grandfather?"

Wang Kaizhi was silent.

The young man turned and said, "I'm going up the mountain." ”

Wang Kaizhi's eyes shone brightly, and he said coldly: "Do you want to take medicine for that alien woman?"

The young man suddenly turned around and stared at the man who was supposed to be the uncle and nephew, his face became colder and colder, "Wang Kaizhi, that's my unmarried wife, at least I know that she treats me sincerely, and it's worth my doing, this Haohao Dong is of the same clan and clan, but my mother died at their hands!"

Wang Kaizhi, who has not been called by his name for many years, was furious when he heard this: "Evil obstacles, I don't know how to repent, I don't know how to be polite, it seems that I want to discipline you well for Xiao Lie!"

The young man did not speak, but drew his sword!

A soft sound resounded through the silent plum mountain.

A sword aura enveloped the master's anger and soared into the sky.

The child only heard the young man say: "Xiao is waiting." ”

Then he saw the young man rise with his sword, and together with the middle-aged Confucian student, he jumped out of the mountain road and disappeared into the vast morning mist outside the mountain road.

In a moment, the two disappeared, leaving only a child standing on the mountain path with half a branch.

He stupidly looked in the direction where the two of them disappeared, "Sword ...... Immortals?"