Just when Houjin and Yan were fighting, a ceremony was about to begin, and the ceremony itself was full of gimmicks and attracted the attention of many people.

The border is turbulent, and the situation in the rivers and lakes is up and down, and it is about to erupt.

Donglin Road, the mountains and forests are covered by heavy snow, and there is a vast expanse.

In the snow, there is an old man sitting cross-legged, this old man is burly, there is a huge knife next to his hand, this giant knife is about seven feet long, enough to be a person's height, it is engraved with the posture of the tiger roaring mountain forest, lifelike, it seems that the next moment will break free from the giant knife, but the blade is bright like water, more cold than this winter.

This person is none other than the Great Dharma King Mu Yuan of the Great Snow Mountain of the Later Jin Dynasty, and at this time, he is also surrounded by the masters of the Great Snow Mountain, the Dharma King Mu Xuan and the Dharma King Mu Li.

King Mu Xuan is a lean man, with bulging cheekbones, sunken eyes, and clothes that are also the clothing of the poor people of Yan Kingdom, and he looks more like a refugee from Yan Country than a famous Dharma King of the Later Jin Dynasty.

And next to the Muli King is a woman, she was the queen of the Black Feather tribe, her martial arts talent is very amazing, relying on the powerful resources of the Black Feather Tribe, she has obtained a lot of martial arts from all walks of life in the world, and her cultivation is unfathomable, and later the Black Feather Tribe took refuge in Zongzheng Huachun, and this Muli Queen also joined the Great Snow Mountain and became a French king in the Great Snow Mountain.

The Black Feather Banner was annihilated in one fell swoop in the Northern Wilderness, killing and injuring hundreds of thousands of people, which greatly damaged the vitality of the Black Feather Banner, as the former queen of the Black Feather Tribe, she was naturally resentful in her heart, so this time she heard that she was going to come to Zhongshan to assassinate the prince, and she followed King Mu Yuan without thinking about it.

The heritage of the Great Snow Mountain is not comparable to the Black Ice Terrace, but it is also not to be underestimated, after all, it has always been the holy land of the grassland people, and the fact that Zongzheng Huachun can unify Houjin so quickly is the most important thing to get the help of the Great Snow Mountain.

"Zhongshan is not tall and steep, it is extremely suitable for ambushing soldiers."

Grand Venerable King Mu Yuan said in a low voice: "This time Zhao Mengtai is fully prepared, not only have dozens of dead soldiers who have been raised, countless gangs such as the Five Gangs Alliance, Sword Demons, Tianpeng Ancestor and other masters, but also a large number of sergeants, these sergeants are equipped with a large number of crossbow arrows made of Xuanyang iron, and the crossbow is equipped with poison, plus we are waiting for the shots, it should not be difficult to kill Zhao Chongyin." ”

The grandmaster master rushed into the military formation, in addition to the tactics of the sea of sergeants, there is also a crossbow arrow that can kill the grandmaster master, which is the crossbow arrows of Xuanyang Tie, which have the effect of breaking strength.

This son and mother Xuanyang Iron Breaking Strength is not able to break the strength all at once, with the strength of the person holding the crossbow, the person who resists also needs the corresponding strength to resist.

This will undoubtedly increase the consumption of the masters who are surrounded by them, once the internal force and true qi in the body are exhausted, it will be difficult for even the grandmaster master to get out of the sergeant battle array.

Moreover, there is also poison in this crossbow arrow, and if you accidentally get poisoned, you also need true qi to suppress the onset of poison, which is even more deadly.

King Mu Li's eyes were slightly cold, "With such a careful arrangement, Zhao Chongyin can't escape, it seems that Zhao Mengtai is determined to let his brother die this time." ”

The two top four-qi grandmasters, as well as the three three-qi grandmasters, plus countless sergeants and masters of the rivers and lakes, as well as the dead soldiers raised by Zhao Mengtai, this is almost all the forces that Zhao Mengtai can control.

And Zhao Chongyin's side this time in addition to the three hundred guards, there are also twelve Xuanyi Wei Da Tiangang, as well as the new Xuanyi Wei Grand Governor, Xu Qianyue, the Taiping Emperor's Imperial Guard, and the Three Qi Grandmaster.

Even if Zhao Chongyin still has a Four Qi Grandmaster by his side, how can this prince resist with the current disparity in strength?

King Mu Xuan said lightly: "As soon as the prince of Yan Kingdom dies, the Taiping Emperor will definitely not be able to sit still, and the hidden tricks will be unobstructed at that time." ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of King Mu Li's mouth, "I'm very curious, what kind of medicine he sells in this gourd." ”

Although many people speculate that he did not break through this shackle, they all know that the Great Yan Emperor will definitely lay down the means, and all the forces in the world are terrified and suspicious.

After all, this is not only the emperor who has been in charge of Great Yan for more than forty years, but also a five-qi grandmaster.

Zhao Guo and Nanban are also worried about this, so as long as the Yan State Emperor shows a flaw, he will definitely be surrounded and suppressed by all forces in the world at that time.

When the time comes, Houjin will have the involvement of Nanban and Zhao, and it will be much easier to go south.

King Mu Xuan said in a deep voice: "Although this matter has been carefully arranged, you still have to be careful. ”

King Mu Li said: "The news of Ren Meng has come, and there is no movement in Yujing City. ”

"I'm not talking about Zhao Chongyin and the Taiping Emperor."

King Mu Xuan's eyes narrowed into a gap, and said: "I'm talking about Zhao Mengtai, as long as Zhao Chongyin is killed, this person will definitely turn his face and be ruthless, and when the time comes, he will not be able to attack us, this is completely a bird with one stone, not only to solve the most important political enemy, but also to kill us and others can also invite merit, wash away all suspicions, even if the East Window incident really happened in the end, the prince has died, and he has to take the throne with my head." ”

Grand Venerable Mu Yuan smiled faintly, "Zhao Mengtai has his plan, and this Dharma King naturally also has the plan of this Dharma King, when the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony begins, Yujing City will set off rumors, and then Yujing City will definitely be crowded, and Zhao Mengtai really thinks that Wei Bangfu is his person?" Did the Five Gangs Alliance take refuge in him because of some small profits? ”

"Zhao Mengtai, it's just a small insect climbing in his hand, if the Dharma King wants him to die, he can do it at any time."

As he spoke, Grand Venerable Mu Yuan stretched out his palm and shook it fiercely.

For Zhao Mengtai, although it is a cooperative relationship, they all put each other and keep their hole cards.

Until the last minute, no one knows who will end the layout with a win.

Since ancient times, that kind of person is the easiest to die, and the person who is not afraid of death is the easiest to die.

Because people who are not afraid of death often put their own bodies and deaths out of the way, they are accustomed to wandering in the blade, accustomed to gambling with their lives, and accustomed to making small profits.

But if you don't get your shoes wet when you walk by the river, you will stumble and fall one day, and just one time is enough to make it never turn over.

........

A few days later, the glimmer of light in the morning light, the glimmer of sunset in the twilight.

Longshou Rock rises thousands of feet from the ground, the dangerous peak stands upright, the strange stone is craggy, a huge cliff stands upright, the other piece crosses it, directly penetrates the mountainside of Tianchi, the momentum is like the head of the dragon, the momentum is extraordinary.

At the foot of Zhongshan Mountain, there are masters from all over the world in the tea shed, among which most are swordsmen.

Xiao Er wore a thick jacket and shuttled around the various tables, constantly adding tea.

In the distance, the sound of a cacophony of gold and iron clashing could be heard, as if a fierce battle had erupted.

Xiao Er is no longer surprised, since a month ago, local officials began to prepare for the ceremony of worshipping the heavens, sending people up the mountain every day to clean up and build a deer platform to worship the heavens.

In addition, look for suspicious people in the surrounding area.

Even the teahouses along the way are inevitably not looted by a round of raids and pay some benefit fees, so that they can be maintained.

As the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is getting closer and closer, countless masters of the rivers and lakes gather here, and these masters of the rivers and lakes who are begging for a life on the edge of the knife will naturally have a fight after meeting.

Yesterday, three swordsmen from Jingkaido died, and one of them was still a master of Tianwai Island.

Tianwai Island belongs to the overseas island, because it is remote, Yan Guo and Zhao Guo do not want to spend their efforts but set foot in it, this is also Tianwai Island belongs to the four regardless of the zone, and there have been many hidden masters who have avoided chaos and gone to Tianwai Island.

Therefore, in the minds of everyone, Tianwai Island belongs to an extremely mysterious place.

In the tea shed, everyone talked about it, and the main content was this sacrifice ceremony and the Dulu Sword Meeting.

"The crown prince held a ceremony to worship the heavens on behalf of the emperor, and it seems that His Majesty has completely decided on the successor."

"It should be, otherwise how could this ceremony of worshipping the heavens be held suddenly, this is obviously building momentum for the crown prince."

"Everything has already settled, and the disputes in the temple will end with this ceremony."

"I'm curious about this Dulu Sword Society, it is said that the ghost swordsman of the Demon Sect is on his way."

"Sword demons and ghost swordsmen, I don't know who is the number one swordsman in this world."

"The demeanor of the Dulu Sword is only worthy of being possessed by the number one swordsman in the world."

.......

In the corner of the tea shed, there was an old man with white hair and white beard, who didn't seem to care about the things around him, drinking tea one after another, with a leisurely and calm expression.

This person is none other than Liu Moyuan, the sword god of the Yuheng Sword Sect.

He didn't know what tricks the emperor was playing in this ceremony, he was not good at intrigues and tricks, and he didn't bother to think about it, and he spent most of his life on the way of the sword.

The world's affairs are nothing but a sword matter.

It was only one day that it was difficult to advance in the way of the sword that he suddenly realized what he should do for the Yuheng Sword Sect, for example, the three swords defeated the genius sword immortal Lou Xiangzhen at the beginning, maintaining his prestige for decades, and also making the Yuheng Sword Sect stand tall in the second decades of the Great Yan River and Lake.

The Yuheng Sword Sect is second only to the True One Sect in the Great Yan Jianghu, and he has great merit.

And today, he went out of the mountain first to the Dulu Sword, and the second was to fulfill an instruction given to him by His Royal Highness the Prince.

As long as he completes this entrustment, he can take the Dulu Sword with him.

Liu Moyuan believed that with his strength, as long as he got this Dulu Sword, even if he met the Five Qi Grandmaster, he would have the strength to fight, and even if the True One Sect had the Alien Treasure Heavenly Venerable Magic Mirror, he would not be his opponent.

He can naturally become the number one master of this Dayan Jianghu.

A young man carried a jar of wine, walked over quickly, and said, "Master, the buns have been bought." ”

This young man's name is Zhou Hong, and he is the most talented swordsman among the contemporary disciples of the Yuheng Sword Sect, Liu Moyuan took him with him and cultivated it carefully, and he had already reached the fourth realm last month, and the cultivation of the fourth realm could already be called a first-class swordsman in this huge river and lake.

Gifted and very young, and very kendo, the only thing that dislikes him is his cynical attitude.

Zhou Hong threw the kraft paper in his hand to Liu Moyuan, and then took a big sip of wine, revealing a happy expression.

Liu Moyuan said lightly: "A top swordsman, you should drink less and touch less women, because the color of wine will only affect the speed of your sword." ”

Zhou Hong drank all the wine in the altar, threw it out, and said, "Disciple remember it in my heart." ”

Liu Moyuan shook his head secretly, Zhou Hong seemed serious this time, but he would soon forget his bitter words, after all, he had never touched the wall, he had hit the wall, and he didn't understand the truth of life and the truth in the sword at all.

But after all, he is very young, and people always have to go through a lot of wind and rain to grow, just like Lou Xiangzhen at the beginning, if it weren't for the defeat in his own hands, he would have reached the sixth realm of the sword power, but there is a high probability that he is cultivating fast swordsmanship, not today's human swordsmanship.

Among the several superior kendo, human kendo is the most difficult to measure.

Normally, it does not have the power of the Heavenly Sword Dao, but once it is cornered, the power exerted by the Human Sword Dao is definitely above the Heavenly Sword Dao.

Moreover, the cultivation method of the Heavenly Sword Dao is also treacherous and difficult to find, among the many swordsmen of the Sixth Realm before their deaths throughout the ages, it has been said that the Human Sword Dao is the most promising existence to reach the Seventh Realm.

The humane sword is more like Confucianism and Taoism, and once you suddenly realize the Tao, you can advance by leaps and bounds, and you can advance by leaps and bounds.

Swordsmanship and sword moves can be taught, but kendo is the swordsman's own way, and only he has an epiphany on his own.

Liu Moyuan took a sip of tea lightly and was silent.

Zhou Hong also glanced at his ancestor and said, "Ancestor, who do you think is stronger, the ghost swordsman or the sword demon?" ”

All swordsmen in the world are curious about the strength of the two, and Zhou Hong is no exception.

"The old man doesn't care about them."

Liu Moyuan put down the teacup and said lightly: "Because they are not as strong as the old man." ”

Liu Moyuan's words were very ordinary, like saying another trivial matter.

Zhou Hong was shocked when he heard this, and looked at the ancestor in front of him.

Now there is a lot of debate in the world about which of these two swordsmen is the first swordsman, but they have forgotten that they are the top swordsmen of the same era as the sword demon.

Liu Moyuan looked at the towering Zhong Shan, "The moment the swordsman comes out of the sword, you must tell yourself in your heart that you are the strongest swordsman, and your sword is the sharpest sword in the world, so that you can move forward." ”

After speaking, Liu Moyuan got up.

"I see."

When Zhou Hong heard this, he nodded again and again.

"No, you don't understand."

Liu Moyuan looked at the young man in front of him, "You are not a real swordsman yet. ”

A swordsman of the Fourth Realm can already be regarded as a first-class swordsman in the rivers and lakes, a master in the eyes of ordinary people, but at this moment, in Liu Moyuan's heart, he is not even a swordsman.

"Go up the mountain."

Liu Moyuan's footsteps walked towards Zhong Mountain, a lonely, straight figure seemed to be connected with this Zhong Mountain, constantly engraved in Zhou Hong's heart and enlarged.

.........

Compared with other high mountains, Zhongshan is not prominent, but at this moment, the road up the mountain, the cold wind, still can't help but make people feel cold.

On both sides of the stone steps, the snow has been swept away.

These hundreds of thousands of stone steps are a great trouble for ordinary people, but for people in the rivers and lakes with high skills, it is naturally not a problem.

An Jing stepped on the stone steps, walking towards the top of Zhongshan step by step, and every hundred steps could be seen the guards of Donglin Road.

In addition, you can also see that many black-clothed Xuanyi guards are investigating people coming and going, and they are very strict.

And when encountering a master of the rivers and lakes wearing the clothes of the gate, he is generally directly let through.

After a short time, An Jing came to the top of Zhongshan Mountain.

Looking up at the rooftop, the peak is full of clouds and mist, the mountain path is winding, like a ribbon falling down from the clouds, and the forbearance under the mountain is like a small white dot, scattered on the ribbon, slowly moving upward.

On the top of Zhong Mountain, various buildings and their facilities have undergone a comprehensive overhaul.

Even the trails along the way have been groomed to give them a new look.

Three days ago, the crown prince Zhao Chongyin began to fast, and two days before he wrote the blessing on the blessing plate, slaughtered the livestock the day before, made sacrifices, and sorted out the sacrificial vessels of the sacred treasury.

On the last day, Zhao Chongyin read the blessing version, put incense, looked at the god position, looked at the side beans, and the god kitchen looked at the animals, and finally returned to the fasting room to fast.

On the eve of the worship day, Taichang Siqing led his subordinates to arrange the tablets, offerings, and offerings of the gods; Club-ready band furnishings; Finally, a full inspection will be conducted by the waiter of the Ministry of Rites.

All these preparations are in place, so that the next day's festival can begin.

And on the eve of this huge festival to the sky, there is still a grand event to be held.

The Dulu Sword Club.

This deer sword is an important vessel for the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky, but it was used by Zhao Chongyin to exhibit it to show the heroes of the world.

An altar has been placed in Zhongshan, which is circular and surrounded by four torches, with a huge tripod in the middle.

This tripod is nine feet high, three feet wide and three feet deep, and the neck and three-legged animal face decoration of the utensils are majestic and solemn, and the ears that are about one foot eight higher than the bronze tripod body add a majestic momentum to the whole tripod.

The world's first famous sword, the Dulu Sword is placed in this big tripod at the moment.

Around the altar, there stood three hundred guards in armor with cold and serious expressions.

The guards are all Ouchi guards, all of them are superb, and any one of them is a first-class master in the army, only three hundred people, but at this moment, it actually gives people a sense of slaughter, which can be seen to be powerful.

The four sides of the altar have gathered countless people in the rivers and lakes.

These people have fellow men wearing the same costumes, wandering lone rangers in strange costumes, and even some masters wearing Nanban and Zhao costumes.

Among them, Lin Yiyang of the Yuheng Sword Sect, Jia Fifteen of the Four Elephant Sects, and Zuo Biwen, the valley master of the Valley of the Hidden Wind Valley, were the leaders, and there were also several masters in the crowd whose strength was not less than a few people, all with a trace of solemnity in their eyes.

At this time, Zhao Chongyin was standing in the center of the altar, beside him was Zhu Yongfang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Yue Tingchen, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, who was 'belatedly' yesterday.

Zhu Yongfang and Yue Tingchen chatted sentence by sentence, Zhu Yongfang was very curious about this Dulu Sword Club, and Yue Tingchen was echoing on the side.

Zhao Chongyin glanced at Yue Tingchen, then turned his head to look at the people below, and said loudly: "Today, you come to give this prince a face, and you all want to see the demeanor of the world's first sword, but there is only one world's first sword, and there can only be the world's first swordsman to admire, so this prince held this one-deer sword meeting, and also wants to see who is the real world's first swordsman today." ”

A swordsman of the Zhao Kingdom hid in the crowd and shouted: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, can the number one swordsman in the world take away the number one sword in the world?" ”

Zhao Chongyin glanced at the voice, "If Your Excellency has the ability, just take it." ”

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

This Dulu Sword is the first sword in the world, and the sword body has its own earth-shattering sword aura, even if it is an ordinary swordsman, as long as he holds this Dulu Sword, he can instantly become the top master.

There were many swordsmen present, how many of them were not moved by the number one sword in the world?

In the eyes of a swordsman, a sword is even more precious than a beauty.

After all, with a peerless sword, you can have more beauties.

As Zhao Chongyin's words fell, the competition of the Dulu Sword Club officially began.

One after another, swordsmen came to the stage.

At first, they were all swordsmen who wanted to gain fame in the rivers and lakes, they had a certain strength, and they wanted to get ahead, and the purpose of coming to this sword club was not to show off their skills.

They also knew in their hearts that they couldn't afford the world's number one famous sword.

With the passage of time, some well-known swordsmen began to shoot, which also made this Dulu Sword extremely lively, especially some swordsmen from the fourth realm and even the fifth realm, which made the Dulu Sword Club become fierce.

The Dulu Sword Club is in full swing, and this competition between swordsmen also feasts the eyes of the masters present.

One of the swordsmen laughed and flew up and down to the altar.

It was an old man with a white beard and long hair, and the long sword in his hand was like a cold glow of autumn water, which made people's hearts shocked.

Many people recognized the person and were in a state of flux.

Sword Monarch Jiao Youyun is a famous swordsman in the Yan Kingdom, and he is also a swordsman in the same era as Lou Xiangzhen, although he did not reach the sixth realm, he reached the fifth realm decades ago.

Jia Fifteen and Zuo Biwen's eyelids were slightly raised.

Sword Monarch Jiao Youyun took out his sword extremely quickly, and defeated the swordsman who was also in the fifth realm with a few swords, which shocked the hearts of many people present.

The swordsmen who were originally eager to try all died down.

Sword Monarch Jiao Youyun stroked the sword body and said with a smile: "Is there no one fighting for this Dulu Sword?" ”

"I'm coming!"

After a few breaths, a clear drink sounded.

Everyone looked over when they heard this voice, it was the Yuheng Sword Sect, and the person who spoke was none other than Lin Yiyang.

"Lin Zongzhu has made a move, he is a swordsman of the Sixth Realm."

"I didn't expect him to make a move as soon as he came up."

........

Obviously, many people were very excited about Lin Yiyang's voice.

Jiao Youyun frowned, and then clenched the long sword in his hand, "Then today, I will learn the high skills of Sect Master Lin." ”

"One move!"

Lin Yiyang glanced at Jiao Youyun and said lightly.

Jiao Youyun took a deep breath and was not angry because of Lin Yiyang's words.

"Phew!"

A chilling sword light stabbed towards Lin Yiyang, and the sword light was extremely cold, with the coercion of the fifth realm.

If it was an ordinary master, the coercion of this fifth realm was enough to make it difficult for him to breathe, but at this moment, he was facing Lin Yiyang, one of the top swordsmen in the world who had reached the sixth realm.

"Poof!"

Lin Yiyang waved his sleeve robe, and the phoenix sword in his hand was pulled out.

Fast!

It's so fast!

It was even said that few people present saw how he drew his sword, and the moment he saw the sleeve robe swinged, Jiao Youyun's body in front of him was shocked, and then he was directly knocked out.

"Wow!"

Jiao Youyun stabilized his body, blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and then he hugged his fist at Lin Yiyang and said, "Thank you Sect Master Lin for your mercy." ”

Even though they knew that Lin Yiyang was strong, at this moment, they were surprised to see that the swordsman of the Fifth Realm was actually repelled by a sword.

And this move also completely dispelled the thoughts of many Fifth Realm swordsmen who wanted to come forward and try their skills.

After all, Sword Monarch Jiao Youyun is also the fifth realm, and he is also a cultivator of the Earth Flower Realm, so he is not Lin Yiyang's opponent with one move, so what's the point of them going up again.

Lin Yiyang stood above, the breeze was constantly blowing, and his eyes were not shocked.

"Okay."

Zhao Chongyin couldn't help but clap his hands and said, "Brother Lin is worthy of being a genius, he has reached the sixth realm of kendo at such an age, which is rare in the world." ”

Lin Yiyang is less than fifty, he has cultivated to the ultimate one-qi grandmaster, and his swordsmanship has reached the sixth realm, if nothing else, he will definitely become a top swordsman in the rivers and lakes in the future.

The only pity is that he was born in the wrong era.

In this era, there are not only the top swordsmen of the older generation, but also a peerless demon who is not born.

In the crowd, a black-clothed sword demon looked at Lin Yiyang, his eyes as calm as an abyss.

An ugly-looking old man with a wrinkled face next to him whispered, "What does Brother Hao think of the future of this son?" ”

In the old man's hand there was a knife, the blade of the knife was one foot and two inches long, the blade was curved outward, and the widest part of the blade was one inch and two minutes. There is a sharp edge on the back of the knife, and there are three concave teeth between the edge and the tip of the blade, the blade is relatively sharp, and the copper handle is diamond-shaped.

The demon knife photo is the knife of Tianpeng Ancestor, one of the four great swordsmen in the world.

Tianpeng Ancestor has no fixed residence, extremely mysterious, only knows that his swordsmanship is rare in the world, and his whereabouts are difficult to find, in fact, this person was co-opted by Zhao Mengtai a few years ago.

The way he cooperated with the Sword Demon was different, he was Zhao Mengtai's loyal subordinate, and the Tianji Pavilion was able to develop so strongly, and the Tianpeng Ancestor could be regarded as a great contribution.

However, in order to hide his strength, Zhao Mengtai still let Tianpeng Ancestor withdraw from Tianji Pavilion and stay by his side.

The Sword Demon looked at Lin Yiyang, who was in the spotlight at this time, and said lightly: "When we all die, we may be able to become a generation of masters, but it's a pity that we met the ghost swordsmen of the same generation." ”

Tianpeng Ancestor shook his head and said: "It's a pity, you say that he is a genius, but there is no genius enough to crush the masters of the next era, so he can only wait for the masters of the older generation to die." ”

There are so many geniuses in this world, every era has geniuses of each era, but how many masters can really crush the previous era?

What's more, among the geniuses of the previous generation, there may also be a demon who crushes the geniuses of the previous generation.

In the turbulent times, it is not easy to survive yourself, how difficult is it to get ahead?

"Last time Yujing City let him go, this time I let him see my sword."

The Sword Demon knew that Lin Yiyang was not to be afraid, only that ghost swordsman was qualified to compete with him, and now was the time for him to force out this ghost swordsman.

Lin Yiyang exhaled lightly, but looked towards the crowd.

At this moment, a figure in black walked out of the crowd.

The old man was tall, dressed in black, and a long sword in his hand seemed to have blood flowing.

Weeping Blood Sword!

This is exactly the weeping blood sword, which is one of the top ten famous swords today.

Lin Yiyang's pupils contracted violently.

When Sword Demon Haotian took out the Weeping Blood Sword and walked out, the entire Dulu Sword Club was completely sensational.

"Weeping Blood Sword! This is the Weeping Blood Sword! ”

"It's really a sword demon, he's really still alive!"

"Oh my God! I didn't expect that Senior Hao was really alive, and his sword path had reached the sixth realm decades ago. ”

.........

Everyone was talking, with a shocked and inexplicable look in their eyes.

After all, the Sword Demon was once a sword master and the only swordsman in the world's second sixth realm.

Countless swordsmen worship the existence of gods, and his prestige is like a stone carving, which is fiercely imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Xu Qianyue, who was in the distance, said in a low voice: "He was the one who killed Zong Zhengyuan in the first place." ”

The Sword Demon shot twice in Yujing City, once to kill Zong Zhengyuan and King Mujin, and once to attack the ghost swordsman.

If you kill a ghost swordsman, you can still understand it, after all, it is to compete for the first swordsman in the world, but if you kill Zong Zhengyuan, what will be the purpose of this?

The entire Dulu Sword Club was in a hurry, and the sound of discussion was like a tide, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the sword demon.

Zhu Yongfang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, muttered: "I didn't expect this sword demon to be so majestic after so many years. ”

Most of the masters in the rivers and lakes are unruly, and sometimes they even ignore the laws of the Yan Kingdom's court, but when they saw the sword demon at this moment, the expressions of the masters of the rivers and lakes present changed greatly.

Yue Tingchen said lightly: "This is the terrifying nature of a top swordsman. ”

And when Lin Yiyang saw the sword demon Haotian step forward, his heart was also constantly jumping, and the feeling of oppression like a mountain struck suddenly, almost overwhelming.

He knew that this was the sword power of the sword demon.

The sword momentum of the Heavenly Dao Sword!

The sword demon looked at Lin Yiyang and said, "When there are three swordsmen from the sixth realm today, Lou Xiangzhen, the ghost swordsman and you, the old man will start with you first, and end the past grievances by the way." ”

Past grudges!?

When many people heard this, they all frowned slightly, could the Sword Demon and the Yuheng Sword Sect still have a feud?

"Then it's up to you."

The phoenix sword in Lin Yiyang's hand was shocked, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Lin Yiyang's kendo cultivation is the same as Yan Gang's talent on the first day of Houjin, and it is also a fast kenade.

It belongs to the middle of the kendo, and this kind of kendo pursues speed, the ultimate speed.

The sword demon said: "You are practicing fast sword, and the old man will use the fast sword to share the victory with you." ”

"Whew!"

As the words fell, Lin Yiyang just felt a gust of wind, and the sword demon had already rushed in front of him.

"Boom, boom!"

All they could hear in their ears was a series of sounds of gold and iron, and a little spark, and nothing else.

This is a grandmaster-level battle, and it is no longer something that ordinary people can feel.

In particular, the Sword Demon is still a top grandmaster, and his strength completely surpasses Lin Yiyang's existence.

Lin Yiyang subconsciously took out the sword, but as soon as the sword came out three inches, it was blocked by the Weeping Blood Sword, and then no matter how he took out the sword and how fast he was, the sword demon was always three points faster than him, blocking all his offensive routes.

"Slow, your sword is too slow"

The Sword Demon said while fighting with Lin Yiyang.

Just for a moment, Lin Yiyang was completely suppressed.

Lin Yiyang clenched his teeth at the moment, in the face of this sword demon's swordsmanship attack like a rainstorm, he could only barely parry, and there was no way to organize an effective counterattack at all.

Originally, everyone thought that the two would have a fierce battle, but as soon as the two fought, at this time, everyone knew that the strength of the sword demon was far superior to Lin Yiyang, and the words were even more relaxed and complacent.

"That's it, hurry, hurry!" The Sword Demon laughed.

Lin Yiyang felt extremely aggrieved, but no matter how fast the sword in his hand was, the sword of the sword demon in front of him was always three points higher than himself, and he was not his opponent at all.

"Tear up!"

The sword demon's sword directly cut through Lin Yiyang's clothes, and a blood mark was directly exposed.

"Slow, too slow." A smile appeared on the corner of the Sword Demon's mouth when he saw the blood.

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and frowned, his teeth clenched, and the sword in his hand sped up again.

Qiu Wanxia frowned, she knew that Lin Yiyang was not the opponent of the Sword Demon, but with Lin Yiyang's character, she would definitely not admit defeat.

"Shhh

"Hurry, hurry!" When the sword demon saw the blood on Lin Yiyang's body, it seemed that his own blood was burning and boiling.

After a while, seven or eight wounds had appeared on Lin Yiyang's body, blood dripped to the ground, and a scarlet color appeared on the ground, stinging the eyes of everyone present.

Lin Yiyang still gritted his teeth and persisted, but the sword in his hand was getting slower and slower.

Zhu Yongfang, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, said in a low voice: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, it seems that Lin Yiyang is not the opponent of the sword demon at all. ”

This sword demon is a wanted criminal in the imperial court, and Lin Yiyang is the suzerain of the Yuheng Sword Sect, if this wanted criminal is allowed to win the leader of the Dulu Sword Society, then how should the imperial court deal with it at that time?

Zhao Chongyin said calmly: "Don't worry, let's just watch." ”

All the masters of the rivers and lakes present could see that Lin Yiyang was not the opponent of the Sword Demon.

Jia Fifteen sighed: "It's too strong. ”

A swordsman in the Sixth Realm, as powerful as Lin Yiyang, was not an opponent of the Sword Demon.

Zuo Biwen frowned, and said, "The leader of this Dulu Sword Society, if you let the sword demon take it away........"

Others don't know, but Zuo Biwen knows a thing or two, this sword demon Haotian doesn't seem to be from Yan Kingdom.

On the stage, Lin Yiyang had already been hit by several swords.

His cultivation is a fast sword, but his sword is always three points slower than the sword demon, how can he be the opponent of the sword demon.

And the Sword Demon is worthy of the word Sword Demon, although he has the upper hand, but he is completely playful, humiliating this person who was once touted as the number one swordsman in the world.

"Enough!"

The next moment, a clear drink came.

I saw Qiu Wanxia flying forward, blocking in front of Lin Yiyang, and said, "This battle is over." ”

The sword demon's expression was unfazed, and the weeping blood sword in his hand was still flowing with bright red blood, "What, do you want to admit defeat?" ”

"I... I.."

Lin Yiyang's brain was about to faint at the moment because of excessive blood loss, but the swordsman's instinct told him that he must not admit defeat.

"You've won."

Qiu Wanxia hugged Lin Yiyang, who was covered in blood, and then walked towards the stage.

The Sword Demon glanced at the two of them and didn't speak.

There was silence in the audience.

This once the top swordsman in the world defeated a swordsman of the Sixth Realm as soon as he appeared, showing his domineering and strength, and it seemed that he didn't exert his strength at all, how could he not make people's hearts palpitate.

After a long silence, this atmosphere makes people feel extremely oppressive.

Haotian glanced at it and said, "Why, if no one wants to come up, this Dulu Sword and Hao Mou are welcome." ”

Everyone present looked at each other, Lin Yiyang was defeated by his three strikes and five divisions, how could they dare to compete with this sword demon?

Zhu Yongfang was a little anxious, this Dulu Sword was originally a royal thing, and he never said that he would give it to the leader of the Dulu Sword Society, it was completely decided by the prince privately.

If it falls into the hands of Lin Yiyang, he can still get it back, but if it falls into the hands of this sword demon, then it will be a big trouble.

Zhao Chongyin's expression was always extremely calm, without the slightest wave.

"It seems that there is really no one left, which is really disappointing to the old man."

The Sword Demon laughed loudly and walked towards the giant ding.

His steps are neither fast nor slow.

But every step is like stepping in the heart, and people can't help but beat suddenly.

"Didn't you say that the ghost swordsman would come?" Someone wondered.

Everyone was puzzled, and then sighed.

"Phew!"

The next moment, a fierce cold light fell from the sky, followed by endless winds, as if it was even colder than the weather in this cold winter.

It was a sword light!

An incomparably sharp sword light!

And the target of this sword light is the direction where the sword demon will step next.

The sword demon's breath stagnated, the hairs on his body stood up, and his raised steps retracted.

"Tom!"

That sword light slammed into the sword demon on the ground, and suddenly made a deafening sound, which shook Zhong Shan and shook everyone's bodies.

And Juding also swayed left and right, and the flames around it were almost extinguished, and then a sound rang out.

"Haotian, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Following the voice, I saw a young man in white walking out slowly, a simple long sword in his hand shimmering in the sunlight.

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