Xie Lingyun was so angry that she stomped her feet, this person was underestimating her, how many people wanted to stick to her Xie family, and she didn't sell favors. This man is good, and if he says he doesn't want it, he doesn't want it. Miss Xie has been so angry since she went out.

With a cold snort, Miss Xie also left, and the bell in her hand jingled, probably because she was not lightly angry.

The Longhua sword in front of the Longhuai Wood in the Hanging Sword Forest has been taken away, and it was taken by Aihong in the red-clothed year. What puzzled everyone was that the red-clothed ghost had the famous sword "Ghost Sorrow" in his hand, why did he still take "Longhua"?

Although the Longhua sword weapon in the Hanging Sword Forest did not recognize Nian Aihong as the main one, according to the regulations, no one could take it from Nian Aihong, so this sword has been owned by Nian Aihong.

After getting the sword, Nian Aihong bowed to the sword forest and walked away.

The color head was taken away, and although the cultivators in the Hanging Sword Forest were defeated, they didn't leave a few, and only a few people left. Because everyone is waiting for one person, the sword master of the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest - Nangong Yu Sword.

However, everyone waited for a long time, and instead of waiting for the old man Nangong, a young man walked out of the hut, first bowed to everyone very politely, and then said quietly: "I'm sorry, the old man Nangong said that he didn't see any guests, let's go back, don't wait any longer." ”

The young man turned around and left, all the while being elegant and polite.

After hearing this, many of the cultivators who came here sighed, bowed to the grass hut in the center of the Hanging Forest Sword, and left.

Slowly, everyone was gone, and Rinnai returned to tranquility.

After a long time. A gust of wind passed, and the rolling leaves were like flowing water.

The breeze is slight, is it the wind? Is it human movement?

In the silent forest of the Hanging Sword Forest, another black robe came out.

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After the black shadow entered the forest, it stood still.

The young man in the hut had already known it, and from a distance, he saw the white face under the black robe.

The black robe lifted the robe and hat, and suddenly the green silk was messy in the wind.

If Hua gradually flew to see this woman, she would definitely have a sense of déjà vu.

Before the age of five, there was always a cute little girl who loved to stick to Hua Feifei's side, never leaving, and now Hua Wanfei still vaguely remembers the appearance of the little girl, with red lips and white teeth, pink jade, and deeply imprinted in his mind.

Hua Wanfei is now very conscious, but he has long forgotten the events of his early years, and the reason for this is not clear even to Hua Wanfei himself. Anyway, in the more than ten years since the demise of the famous flower family, the flowers have gradually flown by, and the memories are always fragmented, and now he still stumbles when he thinks about it, either hazy or with a headache.

As soon as he looked at him, he said indifferently: "I want to get my knife back." ”

Since the remaining people of the Hua family experienced that annihilation war, many of them have become extremely indifferent and even ruthless, whether it is to their own people or to their enemies, they usually don't say much. It's okay for Hua Wanfei, because of some reasons from the age of five or six to the teens, there are not many things to remember, and now he still maintains the appearance of a cynical son, and then look at Aunt Hua Yueming, cousin Hua Legend, and even Xie Lingyun, who is estimated to have faded away, which is not a cold and cold character, even the flower father who often laughs, but in front of Hua Wanfei, Hua Dad rarely sighs.

The righteous young handsome replied politely: "The girl is mistaken, there is only a sword ...... in the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest" and then his tone gradually weakened, because he thought of one thing.

The girl in black was still as cold as ice, and her jet-black hair was shining sporadically in the sun's rays.

The black-clothed Xie Lingyun raised his hand, the black sleeves faded, revealing half of his arm as white as ice and snow, his lips opened lightly, and said, "Dragon Song." ”

Then, the dragon locust tree in the center of the Xichuan Hanging Sword Forest shook violently, and the trees of the entire Sword Forest were shaken by this shock.

Xu Jiansheng was a little surprised, his strength was extraordinary, and he had reached the level of the lower level of the Heavenly Realm, but he had followed the old man here for a long time and had hardly ever gone out, so he still knew very little about these anecdotes about the rivers and lakes.

He didn't expect the black-robed girl in front of him to have such ability, but unfortunately, the knife was under the dragon locust wood, and the dragon locust wood was forbidden by the old man himself, and these small means didn't work.

Xu Jiansheng said calmly: "It's useless, that knife was banned and blocked under the locust tree." ”

Xie Lingyun frowned slightly.

"Actually, when I took the broken knife back, there wasn't much spirituality left in that knife, or my grandfather sealed it in order to repair it, and I wonder why my grandfather only collected swords, why did he bring back a knife that time?"

"But that knife is in the sword forest, and it has been almost repaired, and it turns out that as long as it is handled properly, one is a hegemonic weapon, the other is a king weapon, and the sword is a divine soldier, and the two can also coexist." Xu Jian said with indignation.

The swordman, the weapon of the king; The swordman, the soldier of the tyrant.

The two are the first of nine long and nine short, each with its own merits, it is the most mainstream fighting weapon on the rivers and lakes, ten percent of weapons, ninety percent of swords, and the remaining one percent is those bows, guns, halberds, and all kinds of strange weapons.

He felt that the sword was the first of a hundred weapons, and it was also a weapon, whether it was a sword, a gun, a sword, a halberd, a bow, a spear, an axe, and so on. At the beginning of the weapon, it is necessary to look at the material of casting, but also to look at the time and place when refining, and then to look at the spiritual consciousness produced after tomorrow, and also to look at the refining technique of the cultivator, under this premise, it is also necessary to compare the strength and habits of the user.

The comparison of weapons is actually not comparable to victory or defeat, it is just the competitive heart of the cultivators in the rivers and lakes, and this "sword first" is probably referring to the number of weapons and the mainstream use of cultivators.

"I'm grateful that Long Ge was repaired by you, but no matter what, I still have to take it away, after all, it's my knife." Xie Lingyun's tone was cold, not like a person who knows how to be grateful, but like a robber who took and plundered.

Slowly lowering his head, Xie Lingyun bit out a blood mark on the back of his white hand, and raised his jade hand to the sky again, "Dragon Song." ”

Subsequently, the utensils have spirits, and the dragon chant the sword.

Three years ago, Xie Lingyun went to the north to chase and kill an enemy of the Hua family, and then, he was seriously injured, and then he was targeted by a group of insatiable, murderous and mercurial martial arts groups.

That time, Xie Lingyun saw a bright light rushing to the sky from the Southern Tianhai Divine Peak, but because she was seriously injured due to killing with the enemy, she fled for three days and three nights, and she finally fell unconscious, she only remembered this scene.

When she woke up, she found that the "Dragon Song" in her hand was missing, and after that, the person behind her never appeared again, and she also felt very strange.

A few years later, Xie Lingyun gradually felt the breath of "Dragon Song", it was still a few months ago, but the breath of Dragon Song came and went, Xie Lingyun had to grope all the way from the north to this Xichuan, and finally after the famous sword of the Hanging Forest Sword was completed, the breath of "Dragon Song" was revealed, so Xie Lingyun came to retrieve it.

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The master's crisp voice evoked, the domineering pressure of the "Dragon Song" sword qi could not be suppressed, a sword forest, hundreds of swords could not be prevented, and they fell to the ground one after another, from the central dragon locust wood to the four sides of the hanging sword forest, the dragon song sword qi was everywhere, the trees were destroyed and decayed, Qi Qi was cut off by the knife qi, and many trees were crushed into sawdust by the sword qi.

Xu Jiansheng was also a strong spiritual power to avoid the impact of the frenzied knife, and when she looked at Xie Lingyun, the "Dragon Song" knife had already fallen back into her fine hands.