"Your sword isn't pure enough." Ye Gucheng looked at the west gate blowing snow.

The former sword god, will now be entangled by such things as wife, family and affection?

Ximen is still blowing snow and cold: "But now I am more like a person." ”

Ye Gucheng nodded, one of them is in Wanmei Villa, and the other is in Feixian Island in the South China Sea, although they are both the strongest swordsmen in the world, but if they want to climb to the top of the sword, they can't be born.

Only WTO accession!

Join the WTO, and then meet!

As a result of joining the WTO, Ximen Fuxue changed from a "god" to a "human", and the sword was wrapped with wisps of invisible silk threads.

As for himself......

Ye Gucheng looked at the countless soldiers in armor in the Forbidden City under his feet, and the man in the dragon robe in the distance.

He knew that he was destined to die here tonight!

This is the result of his entry into the world to kill the king!

And if he wants to die, then why not die under the sword of the swordsman he admires the most?

Looking at each other, the air between Ye Gucheng and the blowing snow at the West Gate seemed to be frozen.

Both hands were on the hilt of the sword at the same time!

Obviously there is no entity, but Huai Zhi'an still subconsciously held his breath.

Sonorous!

Two clear sounds that seemed to come from nine days away, tearing apart the cold moonlight in an instant!

Suddenly, Ye Gucheng seemed to be sitting high on top of the cloud lonely city, coming from the cloud with a sword and stepping on the moon!

This sword, flawless and brilliant, wields thousands of snowstorms and clouds!

Under Huai Zhi'an's gaze, the two sword lights shattered like a silver bottle, and they collided together!

The sky and the earth are white!

The world in front of Huai Zhi'an's eyes changed instantly, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already come to the sea of clouds!

Spring River Clouds Sea Moon!

"Have you seen him?" A thick voice rang in my ears.

Huai Zhi'an turned his head, it was the man who had the luxury of the royal family, but he was ethereal.

"Hmm."

Huai Zhi'an knew who he was talking about.

Ye Gucheng looked up at the moon: "Did he take that step?" ”

Huai Zhi'an nodded: "Well, after that night, Ximen Blowing Snow Kendo is a great success, and the sword is a god!" ”

Ye Gucheng smiled, his smile was a little lonely, but also a little relieved.

Ye Gucheng turned around, and walked alone in the wind under the moon, on the sea, and among the white clouds.

Huai Zhi'an followed.

"If there are only two peaks in the world of swordsmanship, then the person standing on the top of these two peaks is actually not lonely." Ye Gucheng seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to Huai Zhi'an.

"But if both of them want to continue climbing, then the bones of the other can only be used as a ladder."

"It's just that in this way, although I stand higher, there is only one lonely peak left, and who can look at it?"

Huai Zhi'an stopped, the voice of Ye Gucheng in his ears gradually drifted, and the figure under the moon in front of him gradually became illusory.

Ye Gucheng died, but it was Ximen Blowing Snow who was defeated, because there was one less swordsman in the world who cherished each other, leaving only another endless loneliness and loneliness.

"Should an invincible person in the world sit on the greatest loneliness in the world?"

Ye Gucheng disappeared, leaving only one question for Huai Zhi'an, and the flying immortals outside the sky that were deeply imprinted in Huai Zhi'an's mind!

This time, there is no Ye Gucheng's life, only Ye Gucheng's sword!

A sword is the life of the White Cloud City Lord!

Huai Zhi'an in the cave opened his eyes, and a light like a fairy sword flashed in his eyes.

"A sword comes from the west, and immortals fly outside the sky."

After a while, Huai Zhi'an let out a breath, and his eyes were clear again.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow were destined to compete in Huai Zhi'an's opinion.

These two lonely swordsmen are like two shooting stars-

If you don't meet, you just shine and cross the sky!

But if they meet, they will definitely hit an earth-shattering spark!

Although this spark will disappear in an instant, the bright light of that moment is enough to illuminate the dark night for the ages, illuminating a path to a higher place for the swordsmen of the world!

"Whew......" Huai Zhi'an got up and stretched. I don't know how long the retreat has been, but this time it should be shorter. ”

Just as Huai Zhi'an was about to walk out of the cave, a playful laughter suddenly came overhead.

"Hahaha, I'll just say that you have demonic energy in this mountain!"

Huai Zhi'an raised his eyebrows.

The sound of banter resounded in the sky, and above the sky, a young soldier in silver armor held a spear and looked at the old man in front of the mountain temple with a sneer.

Around the mountain temple, the villagers gathered, surprised.

"You're the mountain god here?" The soldier laughed.

"Exactly!"

The old man with yellow hair and yellow beard and yellow robe straightened up, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Is there an edict from the Immortal Dynasty?" The young man in the heavenly silver armor asked with a smile.

"This ......"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then shook his head silently.

"Hahaha, a weasel that has become a spirit is also worthy of the title of 'mountain god'?"

The silver-armored young man sneered, and the spear swept away, and the gun wind was mixed with the gang wind, the ground shook the mountain, and the mountain temple collapsed instantly, like an earth dragon turning over.

"You!

”

The old man in the yellow robe roared angrily, his big sleeves shook, and his aura shook, stopping all the broken stone and wooden tiles shot out from the collapse of the mountain temple, without hurting the villagers in the distance.

The old man raised his head and glared angrily at the young man in the silver armor in the sky, his fists clenched, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

The other party was wearing the armor of the Great Qin soldiers, and once he made a move, it would be a provocation to the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty!

He is indeed not an orthodox immortal god given by the edict of the Immortal Dynasty, but a weasel into a spirit, and later helped the villagers after cultivating, and the villagers built this mountain temple with gratitude, which formed the mountain god here!

The territory of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty is endless, there are countless mountains and forests, there are not a few mountain gods like him, and the Immortal Dynasty itself is also turning a blind eye.

There are kind and close human spirits who turn into mountain gods and river gods, absorbing the power of incense and fire while better taking care of the people of Great Qin.

It can be regarded as giving these spirits a place to live, and there is no need to kill them all.

Even if some of the spirit mountain gods and river gods have great merits, they will also be given an edict by the Immortal Dynasty, and they will be awarded the title of orthodox immortal, and they will be protected by the luck of the Immortal Dynasty!

"Little Yellow Rat! Don't show your true body yet!? ”

The young man in silver armor stared at him, and he didn't think about it.

The gun is like a silver dragon, and the stars are dotted!

The old man didn't have time to dodge at all, and was directly pierced through the chest by the shot that fell from the sky!

The method of transformation is broken, and a thin and old weasel appears in front of everyone!

The yellow squirrel spirit was pierced through the body by that shot, revealing its original form and nailed in place, and its real body was exposed naked in front of everyone.

"Ahh

”

"This ...... Is this the mountain god? ”

"How so? It's a weasel! ”

Witnessing this scene, the villagers in the distance suddenly exclaimed, they couldn't believe that the mountain god they worshiped day and night was actually a yellow squirrel spirit!

The weasel elf's eyes darkened, and the incredulous gazes of the villagers and the rampant laughter of the silver-armored young man in the sky pierced his heart like a pinprick.

Two lines of tears fell!

The yellow squirrel spirit lowered his head, wishing to die like this, but in the next second, the young man in silver armor and the yellow squirrel spirit were stunned.

"Please also ask the immortals to be merciful and release the mountain god master!"

The villagers knelt down in silence, crying and pleading.

"The mountain god lord has been in this mountain for nearly 30 years, the wind and rain in the mountain are smooth, there are no jackals, tigers and leopards to hurt people, protect our safety, and ask the immortals to be merciful!"

"I once got lost in the mountains, it was Grandpa Mountain God who led me down the mountain, and Grandpa Mountain God is not a bad person!" There is a little girl with a childish voice.

These people have lived in the mountains all their lives, can they not know if the mountain god is a good person?

What if the mountain god is a weasel spirit?

That's also their mountain god!

"A group of untouchables, they can't even tell the difference between gods and demons! Stupidity! Ignorance! Ignorant! ”

The young man in the silver armor in the sky held the spear in his hand tightly, his eyes breathed fire, and he shouted at the villagers at his feet.

"Hahaha!"

Unlike the angry young man in silver armor, the yellow squirrel spirit at this time no longer lowered his head, but raised his head high, with tears in his eyes, and his voice was excited:

"That kid, listen up, your grandfather, I don't call me a yellow squirrel, your grandfather, I am the mountain god of Qingyuan Mountain here!

”

"Presumptuous!"

The young man in silver armor was furious, and a little yellow squirrel spirit dared to provoke.

With that, the young man narrowed his eyes and prepared to kill the yellow squirrel spirit!

"Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, even after a thousand years, the behavior is still so disgusting and despicable!"

A sarcastic voice came, and the disdain and disdain for the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty successfully diverted the attention of the young man in silver armor.

"You, again, say, one, again!?"

The young man in silver armor looked at the little girl with black hair and snowy skin and a somewhat old temperament, gritted his teeth and said word by word.

No one can insult the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty!

And Yu Weile met the other party's requirements.

"The Great Qin Immortal Dynasty is contemptible and despicable!"

The spear is as angry as a mad dragon, and like a rainstorm pear blossom, with a terrifying killing intent, tearing the air, and pointing directly at Yu Wei's eyebrows like a meteor catching the moon!

"Hmph."

Yu Wei snorted coldly and took a step back directly.

Two slender fingers suddenly poked out from the side, easily pinching the tip of the silver-armored young man's spear.

The young man in silver armor was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously drew the gun, but the spear in his hand was not moving like a mountain, and it was difficult to twitch!

"Let it go!"

The young man in silver armor shouted at the young Taoist priest who came out of nowhere.

Huai Zhi'an just smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

"Do you know who I am!?" The young man was furious.

Standard enough to make it into a textbook trash fish speech......

Huai Zhi complained with peace of mind, but he still had a smile on his face and a gentle tone, which was diametrically opposed to the angry young man on the other end of the gun.

"I know you're in a hurry, but listen to me, don't worry about it first."

Yu Wei, who was standing behind Huai Zhi'an, laughed out loud and bent over with laughter.

This guy is kind of funny!

"Bastard!"

Realizing that Huai Zhi'an was playing with him, the silver-armored young man directly abandoned the gun and threw his fist at Huai Zhi'an.

Huai Zhi'an removed the smile at the corner of his mouth, and his five fingers opened, like a five-fingered mountain, which fell directly on the face of the young man in silver armor.

Taking a step forward, Huai Zhi'an exerted his five fingers and pressed hard, and the head of the young man in silver armor was directly smashed into the ground by Huai Zhi'an like an upside-down onion.

There were countless cracks in the ground, leaving only the legs outside.

Huai Zhi'an got up and clapped his hands, his expression clear as water.

"It's all told you not to worry."