A sword broke through the canopy of heaven and landed on the street in front of the mansion.

Like the rainbow light of the sword qi dragged out by the comet, the trajectory that broke through the earth boundary and entered this place did not disperse for a long time, like a ray of dazzling sunlight shining through the window into the lifeless room.

The white donkey runs in a circle with its hooves spread out as if it had met an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

The ghost of the wedding dress was obviously a little stunned, as the master of this landscape, she felt the power of a sword more clearly than anyone else, the roots of the mountain shook, the water vapor boiled, if she hadn't covered the mansion behind her with a qi machine, I am afraid that nearly a thousand lanterns in the mansion would have to be extinguished in one go.

The female ghost was both frightened and angry, not looking at the place where the flying sword landed, but staring at the gap that could not be sewn in the gloomy sky, and at the same time, beads of blood oozed from the surface of the bright red wedding dress, like water droplets rolling away on lotus leaves, and finally more and more, one after another.

The female ghost shook her sleeves, raised her head and roared angrily: "Death to those who trespass here!" Bold Sword Immortal, I will pluck off your head and plant it in the garden, so that you can live for ten years and a hundred years!"

There was a loud laugh from a very far distance, and finally the voice was condensed on the ground flying sword, the voice was warm and mellow, and there was a unique charm, such as the children of the family said that the wind and snow moon, giving people the feeling of a spring breeze, but in the words, they did not hide their sky-high arrogance, "The girl waited for a while, the lower body is not completely stable, and it can't compare to the speed of the flying sword, but I don't know how the girl's garden scenery ......is."

"The place is not big, and the scenery is not very good, enough to plant a head!"

The original pale face of the female ghost in the wedding dress turned into an increasingly gloomy blue and purple, and her smile was hideous, and from the big sleeves of her wedding dress, two scarlet streams rushed to the gap in the sky and rolled away.

Someone said loudly: "The sword is filthy!"

The heavy canopy shook violently.

The two streams of blood that flowed upside down and converged at the gap, in an instant, exploded in all directions in the dome of the small heaven and earth, like a bloody rain, the female ghost's body trembled, and she shook her sleeves slightly, and countless raindrops returned to her sleeves.

There is a young man in a white robe descending from the sky, surrounded by a layer of white aura, such as the mist of a big lake, like the wind on the top of the mountain, the man tied his hair without wearing a crown, his hands were put together as a sword, and he was covered with a majestic sword aura as thick as a young arm, the snow was bright and dazzling, like a white dragon surrounded by a white dragon, swaying rapidly, and those yin breath and scarlet blood dissipated instantly once they met this sword qi.

Looking at the handsome man who was not yet in his prime, he fell between Chen Ping'an and his party and the ghost in the wedding dress, and the flying sword on the ground swept to the side of the man, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the plaque of the mansion "Xiushui High Wind".

The man put away his fingers, the abundant sword qi that was condensed like substance paused slightly, the man turned his head to look, and saw the little girl in the red cotton jacket carrying a small bookcase, the man suddenly remembered that there was an old object that had been dependent on him for many years, and it no longer belonged to him, and then he smiled and beckoned, the green bamboo bookcase of Li Baohua bumped slightly, and the small silver gourd hidden in it shook gently, and a handle was no more than two inches long. The snow-white flying sword swept out of the sword gourd, and the sword qi reluctantly burrowed into the flying sword, and the flying sword hurriedly swept towards the man's eyebrows, and disappeared in a flash.

The sword fairy man rubbed his eyebrows and quipped: "In the future, we will be home all over the world, and you are not a little lady in the boudoir, you must stay in the embroidery building and not go downstairs." ”

The white donkey trampled on its brisk hooves, ran to the man's side, and rubbed his head affectionately against the man's shoulder.

The man smiled and stretched out his hand and stroked the white donkey's head, "Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time, I really miss you." ”

The gap in the canopy had been slowly closed as the man forcibly broke through and broke in, but for this reason, a lot of landscape aura was consumed, and in just a short period of effort, the family foundation accumulated in at least fifty years was swept away, and all of it became useless turbidity.

The ghost of the wedding dress regained her composure and sneered: "Sabre, the sword qi released, the natal flying sword, the same is more powerful than the same, a land sword immortal with outstanding style." You're not a big liren, right?"

The sword immortal man who came out of nowhere smiled: "It's just rootless duckweed, and it's not worth mentioning. ”

After the man said this, he didn't turn his head, but turned around directly, leaving his back to the wedding girl ghost, the land sword immortal who had just come out of retreat, and said softly: "I'm half of Ah Liang's friend, well, just half, half is his disciple, but unfortunately Ah Liang doesn't want to admit it, saying that I have too much temperament and act too softly, so the sword is never fast enough, if you recognize me as an apprentice, he can't afford to lose this face." I came all the way this time to perceive the strangeness of the old man and the sword raiser. I would venture to ask, what about Ah Liangren, who are you?"

Chen Ping'an explained: "We are also friends of Ah Liang. The gourd was given to Li Bao by Ah Liang, and the donkey was taken care of by Li Huai. As for Ah Liang's whereabouts, I believe you should hear about it yourself in the future. ”

Compared with the ghost of the wedding dress, this land sword immortal who claims to be a friend of Ah Liang, Li Huai, who has always had very strange thoughts in his head, is not unfamiliar with this person at all, in the eyes of the child, Ah Liang's friend, is not his friend Li Huai?

It's just that the embroidery river ferry turmoil made Li Huai afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, so he didn't dare to speak casually, but kept glancing at the white donkey.

The young sword fairy listened carefully to the straw sandals boy's words, and then nodded, "I roughly understand." ”

Almost everyone noticed the slight tremor of the ground, like a precursor to the collapse of the mountain range, the face of the ghost in the wedding dress changed greatly, and just as she wanted to leave, she found that she was nailed to the whereabouts of the qi machine by a natal flying sword, and the snow-white flying sword had hovered three feet above her head at some point.

The ghost of the wedding dress was full of anger and shouted angrily: "Han Langzhong, embroidered river water god, you two don't care?! If you are really interrupted by the yin god and go all the way north, not only the three big rivers including embroidery, but also the Qidun Mountain, Tiefu River, and Longxu River in the north, which side can survive and not be affected?!"

An old man holding a big red lantern stood in the air outside the canopy and sneered, "Where did Mrs. Chu's previous momentum go. ”

The female ghost's face sank.

Beside the old man, there stood a military general god wearing armor and wrapping his arm around the green snake, who came out to play a round, so as not to tear the face of this Rite Langzhong and Mrs. Chu and ruin Da Li's luck, and said in a deep voice: "Mrs. Chu, Han Langzhong and I can dissuade that Yin God from interrupting the mountain root, but we also hope that Mrs. Chu, you will not have any more radical words and deeds in the future." ”

The ghost of the wedding dress smiled and said: "If the concubine wants to learn from this sword immortal and learn Taoist swordsmanship, is it considered too radical words and deeds?"

Han Lang laughed angrily, "What a bodhisattva-hearted Mrs. Chu! I, Han someone, have learned today, so good! My Dali Rite Department will repay me in the future!"

The female ghost sneered and said, "Little Langzhong, what about scaring the children by speaking wild words? ”

The green snake on the arm of the Jiang God quickly spit out the letter, the white mist burst, he was obviously more familiar with the officialdom of Dali and the future trend than the isolated female ghost in the wedding dress, and his face was unhappy: "Mrs. Chu!"

The ghost of the wedding dress covered her mouth with one hand and smiled, carried her dress with the other, and gave a blessing to the side, "The concubine is to make amends to Lord Han." ”

The old man with the lantern was so angry that his lips were blue, but he still didn't say a word, and everything was focused on the overall stability of the situation in Dali, mountains and rivers.

If it weren't for this, with the brutal act of this Mrs. Chu wantonly abusing and killing passing scholars, how could the Dali Rite Department choose to turn a blind eye for decades?

But then again, the old man never felt that the Dali court had done something wrong.

Mountains and rivers dominate the industry, thousands of generations.

What is the death of a few people? What is the innocent and unfortunate one?

If he wasn't a Dali official, and if he weren't for this Libu Langzhong, who was responsible for contacting and recruiting qi practitioners, according to his temperament, as a Confucian protégé, he would definitely make a resolute move, even if he lost both. However, the old man has come to today's high position step by step, and has seen the battlefield battles with tens of thousands of casualties at every turn, the names of the high-gate mansions in the capital of Dali have been changed, the assassinations of dead soldiers and moths from other countries have been put to the fire, and he has seen the tragic situation of the two immortals on the mountain fighting and harming hundreds of thousands of people under the mountain.

In his position, seek his government.

He, Han someone, is no longer the Hanshi scholar who studied the sage books hard and could only read the truth in the books.

He even personally killed the warriors and chivalrous warriors who passed by and acted righteously for the sake of the law of Dali, only for the innocent people to seek revenge on the gods on the mountain.

Before the man was seriously injured and died, he scolded him, saying that such a big man was really ridiculous, and scolded him for being a lackey of the gods on the mountain.

He calmly told the man that maybe thirty or fifty years later, in short, there will definitely be one day, and Da Li will not die in vain like you again. The chivalrous warrior spat blood on his face before he died.

How can there be a one-size-fits-all simple thing in the world?

The old man with a lantern in his hand and a complicated mind looked to the north, and for some reason, his adult did not rush to show up and make a move.

The young sword immortal didn't care about Mrs. Chu, what Da Li Langzhong, and as for the water god Yin God, he didn't bother to care, he just turned around again, faced the female ghost in the wedding dress who was shocked by his flying sword, and asked with a smile: "You want to learn swordsmanship with me?"

The ghost of the wedding dress smiled and said: "If it is stopped, the concubine body is willing, after all, a land sword immortal as young as Gongzi, the concubine body is still only seen in his life." ”

The young sword fairy waved his hand, the white donkey hurriedly ran back to Li Huai's side, and the man reached out to the saber hanging by his side, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The ghost of the wedding dress narrowed her eyes, "Oh?

After the young sword immortal held the hilt of the sword, he said softly, "The sword name is Gao Candle." ”

It's a simple single sword slash.

But it made the world change color, and made this small world with deep twilight suddenly shine brightly.

The sword qi instantly slashed towards the female ghost's head.

The ghost in the wedding dress in a panic could only raise her hands to cover her face, and her wide sleeves covered her whole body.

The female ghost was cut in two on the spot.

The wail of this Lady Chu resounded through the streets and the spectacular mansion behind her.

The servants and maids stood in place in a demented state, and began to bleed from their seven orifices, and some of them collapsed directly to the ground, turning into puddles of pus.

In the mansion, there are ladies who are learning to be a female celebrity, stabbing their arms one by one without knowing it. There were nurses who were honing their martial arts standing in place, punching each other's heads with punches, even if most of the heads were broken, the movements never stopped.

The female ghost hurriedly swept towards the gate of the mansion, and her body was cut in half, and there were countless red silk threads between them, and the scene was like a broken thread, and it quickly closed together in the air at this time.

The young sword immortal said indifferently: "Come again." ”

A sword slashes.

The sword light stretched out and spread in the air, like a sparkling water.

The ghost of the wedding dress is like a "bathing beauty", and she is stopped by this water.

The wedding dress fell softly at the top of the steps.

The female ghost turned into billowing smoke and flew into the golden plaque, blood and water continued to fall to the ground, and a painful and hideous female face protruded from the surface of the plaque from time to time, and a voice begging for mercy was heard: "Sword Immortal spare his life!"

The young sword fairy shot twice, and with only two swords, he divided the soul of the indispensable girl in the wedding dress into four, and had to return to the plaque that entrusts the "mountain root water source" of this small world in order to survive. There is a saying in the world, called "sending people under the eaves", in fact, it has already broken through part of the heavenly opportunity. Under the eaves of ordinary people, whether it is a beam or a plaque, in fact, there is often a great mystery.

Lin Shouyi's mind was swaying, no wonder Ah Liang said that the qi practitioner in the world is the most chic, the most lethal, and the most unreasonable in cultivating his mind with a sword. It's a pity that he Lin Shouyi has good cultivation qualifications, but he is not suitable for sword cultivation. Lin Shouyi was a little regretful, but he soon strengthened his Dao heart, if he could rely on the Heavenly Dao Method, he would be better than such a land sword immortal with such a sword technique, but Lin Shouyi knew very well that the person in front of him was most likely the legendary Qi Practitioner of the Upper Five Realms, if the pure martial arts other than the Qi Practitioner had always been a low Qi Practitioner, then the sword cultivation among the Qi Practitioners had always been one level higher than that of other Qi Practitioners.

The reason is very simple, no one wants to fight a Dao sword cultivator.

Legend has it that someone once calculated that among the qi practitioners who interrupted the enemy's immortal bridge, there is no doubt that sword cultivation is the most, accounting for one-third, and it is better than the military monks who are decisive in killing and not touching cause and effect.

Chen Ping'an's thoughts were not as complicated as Lin Shouyi's, he was just thinking about one thing, it turned out that the sword could be used like this.

The young sword immortal held the long sword in his hand and said with a smile: "It's only three things, Mrs. Chu still takes me another sword, right?"

A figure quietly appeared under the plaque, it was a man of the same age, but his appearance was not amazing, the horizontal sword was behind his waist, and he said slowly: "Fengxue Temple Wei Jin, it's okay." ”

The white-clothed sword immortal smiled: "Immortal Tai Wei Jin is right. ”

Without saying anything more, this land sword immortal, who claimed to have not yet stabilized the realm, swung out another sword.

The young swordsman on the opposite side was expressionless, stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and slowly pulled out an inch, and then stopped drawing the sword out of its sheath.

But between the two sword cultivators, a small and cute small mountain range appeared, and the mountain was winding and hanging in the air.

The young sword immortal Wei Jin cut off the mountain range with one sword, but there was not much of the sword's spirit left, so he did not continue to draw the sword unrelentingly.

I don't know that thousands of miles away, a mountain range stretches for hundreds of miles, and a huge canyon cracks out of it at the highest point, like an immortal slashing out with a sword.