A wide long sword in Jian Qiushui's arms was contending.

This wide long sword seemed to have a spirit, understood the meaning of Gao Li's words, and seemed to be ashamed of such a villainous behavior, so it trembled slightly.

When Jian Qiushui heard Gao Li's words, he couldn't help frowning.

The mountains in the distance have not yet turned white, and when you look closely, it looks like a long snow-white knife slashing straight into the clouds.

Jian Qiushui didn't answer Gao Li's words, but just watched the majestic landscape from afar.

She is a disciple of the Jixia Sword Pavilion, although the Jixia Sword Pavilion is located in the muddy Qi country of the righteous path, it still stands side by side with the Hengshan Temple, and it was once a place that sword cultivators in the world yearn for.

Because of this, Jian Qiushui You have a proud bone holding a sword, so when Gao Li said such words, she subconsciously turned her head away, unwilling to answer.

Gao Li clasped his arms in his hands and glanced at Jian Qiushui: "People in the world must always distinguish between one enemy and one other.

Since Lu Jing is an enemy, and even humiliated the prince of Qi twice, as a vassal of Qi State, how to punish those who insult the prince should be listed in the first place, and in this process, what can you do with some means?"

Jian Qiushui's long braid fell behind him, and a long skirt of autumn water flowed down on his body, and when the spring breeze blew, it moved ripples, which was indeed like a pool of autumn water.

When she heard Gao Li's words, she lowered her head and thought for a few breaths, then raised her head and said, "Lu Jing's name has already spread in the Jixia Sword Pavilion, and I also know that Lu Jing is a rare sword path celestial, and even better than that Nan He Yu.

But...... After all, Lu Jing is only seventeen or eighteen years old, I was born with a sword light, and I am ten years older than him, even in the Jixia Sword Pavilion, there are only three or five people in my age who can beat me with sword intent.

I will fight with Lu Jing for sword intent, but Master Gao Li, I don't think I need to use some subordinate means to cut off his arm."

Gao Li finally turned around, and when he turned around, the huge ghost-headed broadsword was still rolling up a gust of turmoil, and there were still a few ghosts looming in the faint distance.

He looked at Jian Qiushui solemnly, shook his head and said, "There are countless geniuses in the world, but even Tianjiao has to divide a three, six, nine and so on.

Qiushui Sword Master, you were born with sword light in your mouth, and even your name comes from Qiushui Sword Light, but ...... Today, I went to Hengshan Mansion with a divine thought incarnation.

only to find that in the Hengshan Mansion, there was still a trace of sword intent remaining.

That sword intent remained a long time ago, and it was almost about to dissipate, and it was because of this wisp of sword intent that I would let you attack with all your might."

When Gao Li said this, his eyes fell on the wide long sword that Jian Qiushui was holding in his arms.

"You have been raising swords for twenty-eight years, but all the strong people in the world have extraordinary talents and unimaginable adventures.

You were born with a sword light, but Lu Jing was only seventeen years old, and he cultivated a sword qi to support the light, if you force your own cultivation and fight against him with sword intent, it is nothing more than defeat."

"Your sword intent is far inferior to Lu Jing."

Gao Li's words are direct, not euphemistic.

Jian Qiushui's brows frowned more and more deeply, she always didn't believe that there was really someone in this world who was only seventeen years old, and he could beat the sword intent she had raised for twenty-eight years.

"Takari-sama wants me to go all out?"

Jian Qiushui hesitated for a while, and finally said what he thought in his heart: "Qiushui has a sword in his heart, if possible, he will always be the strongest kendo talent among the young people.

If...... If Lu Jing's sword intent is really so sharp, Qiushui will also be as Lord Gao Li said, and he will be loyal to the prince."

When Jian Qiushui spoke, there was still a bit of depression in his tone.

And the girl in the sedan chair was even surprised when she heard the two talking.

Even if Jian Qiushui is in the Qi Kingdom, he is also known to everyone, and he is also one of the most talented people in the Jixia Sword Pavilion.

"I don't know who Lu Jing is, the age of seventeen or eighteen can make characters like Gao Li and Jian Qiushui jealous."

Yuelun thought so in his heart.

Just then, a breeze blew.

Gao Li and Jian Qiushui seemed to be aware of it, and at the same time looked at the white-headed mountain in the distance.

But I saw it faintly

, there is an extra figure on the white-headed mountain.

The figure was tall, with long hair tied back at will, and a long knife at his waist, which seemed to be unremarkable, but when the cold wind on the mountain blew around the figure, the cold wind quietly shattered, and then turned into a gust of wind.

Gao Li and Jian Qiushui glanced at each other.

Obviously separated from a very long distance, Gao Li and Jian Qiushui could still clearly see that the figure still had a slight smile on his face, and there was an undisguised mockery in his eyes.

"I heard that Qi Guogaoli once entered the Hundred Ghost Land Mountain and obtained a mountain ghost famous knife, which has since become a sharp blade in the hands of King Qi Yuan.

But they never thought that they would see Qi Guo's sharp blade today, and when they saw Qi Guoji's Sword Pavilion master, they were discussing how to harm a seventeen-year-old boy."

As the man spoke, a red light condensed and turned into a bridge.

As he spoke, he walked slowly on the bridge of vitality.

From a distance, it seems that a red jade belt has descended from the sky, and a celestial saber descended from the sky to come here!

Jian Qiushui turned his head to look at the sedan chair, but saw that the moon wheel in the sedan chair opened the curtain at some point, poked his head out, and was looking at the person walking slowly from a distance.

However, in a few moments, the swordsman who seemed to be walking slowly had already crossed the mountain stream, not far from here.

Moon Wheel blinked.

I only saw that the man's figure was majestic and handsome, and there seemed to be a gust of wind blowing on the long knife on his waist, and the man's clothes fluttered, but he looked more and more chic.

Gao Li stretched out his right hand and touched the ghost-headed broadsword behind him.

The wide long sword in Jian Qiu's sailor hand rippled out bursts of ripples, just like autumn water.

She clearly heard the words of the comer, and there was a flicker of helplessness in her eyes.

If she is allowed to choose, she has inherited the sword intent of the Sword Saint of Qi State, and she just wants to win with the Brilliant Sword Dao, how can she make some ghost domain tricks?

For the vast majority of people in the world, they don't really have the right to choose.

Because of this, Jian Qiushui raised his head high, watching the person approaching, the cold light flashing in his eyes.

Jian Qiushui, who was told to have broken through the conspiracy and tricks, and claimed to be a helpless person and a righteous person, instinctively wanted to protect his reputation by other means.

Phew!

A swift sword intent rose from her body, and the three-foot land was densely packed with sword light, mixed with the vitality and flowing into the void.

"Someone is coming...... Stop."

Jian Qiushui tilted his head and slowly ordered.

The three innate monks and the three divine fire cultivators behind her all stepped forward, and all of a sudden, there was a roar of qi and blood on the mountain here, and there were bursts of divine fire burning and vitality condensing!

However, during this time, Qi Guoxiu was the strongest person, Gao Li, and he just touched the ghost head dagger behind him, but he didn't make any moves.

"South Wind Sleeps ......"

Gao Li stood in front of the mountain cliff, motionless and looked at the slowly coming Nanfeng Mian.

"I have long heard that there is a swordsman who has been in the Northern Qin for 12 years and has beheaded most of the capitals with one sword.

The famous sword on his waist is a well-known four-legged real person, but he never thought that I would meet a character like you before I entered Taixuanjing."

Gao Li is much older than Nanfeng Mian.

He spoke slowly and coherently, but with a slightly eerie air.

As he spoke, a series of distorted images slowly appeared around his body.

The ghost aura of the forest continued to rise, and in an instant, the mountain was suddenly filled with thick smoke.

Nan Fengmian didn't pay any attention to this ghostly aura, he stood high in the air, looking down at Gao Li and Jian Qiushui.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the moon wheel that was poking his head out of the sedan chair.

Take a casual glance and look away.

"I don't know why the small country prince of the Nanguo Mansion came from?"

Gao Li glanced at Jian Qiushui sideways, probably signaling Jian Qiushui not to act rashly.

Jian Qiushui heard Gao Lidao's name of Nan Fengmian, and his eyes were thoughtful.

This is the case in this world, some people are unknown, and some people can move the world.

The south wind has been dormant for 12 years, and once the reputation of the capital protection of Qinshan Yin in the north has already spread all over the world in half a year!

Gao Li asked.

The smile on the corner of Nan Fengmian's mouth, who was standing in the void, became even stronger, he looked down at Gao Li, and asked, "Have you ever heard of Gu Chen, the prince of Qi Kingdom, calling for his evil name?"

Nan Fengmian stood in the sky, his body straight.

When Gao Li heard Nan Fengmian's words, his expression couldn't help but be much more melancholy.

Behind Jian Qiushui, the six Sixth Realm cultivators suddenly burst out with killing intent on their bodies.

Nan Fengmian held the hilt of the sword of the awakening real person on his waist and squinted at them!

In just a moment, the wind is blowing!

Bursts of sword light flashed in my wind, and they swept down like a tornado.

The furious vitality is like a flood that opens the floodgates, rampage!

In an extremely short period of time, Nanfeng Mian had not yet drawn his sword out of its sheath, and the spirit and killing intent that the six Sixth Realm cultivators burst out were instantly shattered by the sword intent like a raging wind.

The breeze brought the coercion to blow, and the six Sixth Realm cultivators almost changed color in unison, and took two or three steps back!

Jian Qiushui's expression remained unchanged, but the wide long sword in her arms was slowly pulled out by her.

A flash of silver light fused with the halo in the daytime, and in an instant, it was like rippling blue waves, and the autumn water was in the sky.

Behind Gao Li, one after another slender ghosts stood up, far away

Look towards Nanfeng Mian.

Nan Fengmian didn't pay attention to them, but turned his head to look at Taixuanjing.

"It's too quiet in Taixuanjing." Nan Fengmian was a little surprised.

He originally thought that when he walked out of Taixuanjing and came here, there would inevitably be strong people in the Xuandu who would fall here, but he never thought that the Xuandu would be so quiet.

"It's weird, but it's better."

Nanfeng Mian looked more and more laid-back.

"The crown prince of the Qi Kingdom is happy to cut off his head and skin it, and this is the case in the Qi Kingdom, and it is also the same when he arrives in the Great Fu Taixuanjing."

Nan Fengmian sighed with some emotion: "Since she entered the Xuandu, there have been many girls missing in the Xuandu, but I know it late."

The old man bowed his head slightly, and did not answer Nan Fengmian's words, but said to Jian Qiushui: "It is said that Nan Fengmian of the Dafu Nanguo Mansion always likes to ask about the injustice of the world.

It's just that the Taixuanjing is intricate, and the prince cuts off his head and skins, but he can still sit in Hengshan Mansion safely.

Now that we have entered the Xuandu, the crown prince is bound to be like a tiger, and this prince of a small country is here to give us a dismount, so that there will be fewer injustices in the Xuandu in the future."

When Gao Li spoke, the smile on his face became more and more intense.

The skin and flesh on the black and thin face are piled up, but it looks a little eerie.

"It's just...... The affairs of the prince and his subordinates of my Qi country are not under the control of the small country, please return ......to the small country."

Gao Li's words have not fallen.

Nan Fengmian stretched out two fingers and lay on the awake bone real person on his waist.

Clang!

A crisp sound, setting off a stormy wave!

The clouds and mist in the sky rolled in bursts, and heavy waves roared, interrupting Gao Li's words.

"I am leaving Beijing this time for you."

Nan Fengmian's voice came leisurely: "It's just...... Someone in the south doesn't want to give you a dismissal, but wants to behead you all, so that the half-human and half-ghost prince in Hengshan Mansion will not have the confidence in his heart to do something hurtful to heaven and reason."

To this day, Nan Fengmian is still standing in the sky, and the awakening bone on his waist has not yet been unsheathed, but there are bursts of heavy power that are like clouds and mist, enveloping here.

Gao Li, Jian Qiushui, and even the moon wheel in the sedan chair all froze.

Nan Fengmian didn't pay attention to it at all, his tone was still relaxed, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to be saying to Gao Li and Jian Qiushui, "According to reason, I should hide on that pulsatilla in the distance and slash at you while you are unprepared.

But in that case, I don't feel like it's enjoyable."

"Since you want to be chivalrous and righteous, I want to let you die clearly, and it is best to leave you with a divine thought that floats into Taixuanjing, flies into Hengshan Mansion, and tells the half-human, half-ghost prince...... You're dead."

Nan Fengmian smiled brighter and brighter: "Look, something must have happened in Taixuan Jingzhong, so that I can talk to you about this in peace."

Gao Li's gaze, which had not moved, had already become very solemn, and he reached out and pulled out the mountain ghost from behind him.

"Nan Fengmian, as far as I know, the prince of Qi has no grievances with you, and the Qi country and the Nanguo Mansion are even more well water and river water, and even allowed the Nanguo Mansion to come to Qi to trade several times before, but today you came for no reason and made a move for no reason, is it a little unreasonable?"

"Reasonable? Just now, I heard that Master Gao Li was going to send down the high apprentice of the Sword Pavilion to attack my righteous brother and cut off his arm."

"I have no grievances or enmity with the prince of Qi State, and Qi State and I are naturally well water and do not violate river water.

It's just that...... I have just talked about the reason why I want to kill you, and I have obviously talked about the evil deeds of the prince of Qi State, but I have never entered your ears at all.

You probably can't understand that someone would kill you for the sake of the bitter lord who has been beheaded and skinned."

"You're damned."

Nan Fengmian was the same as ever, just like every time he drank with Lu Jing, and brought out trivial words in his mouth.

The only difference is that when he said these trivial words today, he was still slowly drawing his knife.

The slender awakening bone real person weighing eight catties and seven taels was pulled out by Nanfeng Mian.

In an instant, the breeze between heaven and earth was everywhere.

Originally, Gao Li and Jian Qiushui had solemn faces, but they did not panic.

But when Nan Fengmian completely pulled out the awakening bone real person, his right hand shook, and the brilliant sword light swept the sky and earth like a breeze.

Gao Li and Jian Qiushui finally realized...... Why was this young swordsman able to cut off the head of Sanyin Dadu!

The knife flashed.

The famous sword mountain ghost in Gao Li's hand seemed to tremble with fear.

At this moment, from the rich sword light, Nan Fengmian's voice came again.

"By the way, where is your horse Zhaoye?"

"I'll ...... it Yes."