Wei Qingshu went to Qingcheng Mountain at the age of seven and studied under Zao Wou-ki.

When he was twelve years old, on a cold and snowy day, he was practicing his sword on the mountain, when suddenly he noticed a pair of eyes staring at him tightly, a pair of eyes like vultures.

The pupils of those eyes turned out to be gray, and so was the person.

The man in gray didn't know when he came behind Wei Qingshu, and Wei Qingshu didn't even see a footprint.

In the future, every time he practiced his sword on the cliff, the gray-clothed man would appear behind him quietly, every time his face was expressionless, and every time he didn't speak.

Slowly, he was no longer afraid.

One day, the gray-clothed man suddenly pulled out the sword on his waist, threw it at Wei Qingshu's feet, and said coldly: "Pick it up and practice with this sword." ”

Wei Qingshu felt very funny, and then he laughed out loud, because the sword that the man in gray said didn't even look like a sword at all in his opinion.

The sword had neither a scabbard nor a shaft, and although it had a point, it did not even have an opening for the blade.

The sword looked like a rusty piece of iron, and the hilt was just casually sandwiched between two pieces of bamboo.

The gray-clothed man stared at Wei Qingshu with vulture-like eyes, and said coldly, "Do you think this sword can't kill?" ”

Wei Qingshu nodded.

Then he found that the sword in his hand had somehow reached the hand of the man in gray, and the man in gray raised his wrist lightly, and handed the sword back to Wei Qingshu's hand.

Wei Qingshu held the sword in his hand, felt a chill in his chest, and when he looked down, he found that the clothes on his chest had been pierced into seven holes, and the skin under the holes did not even have a sword mark, and the cold wind penetrated through the holes, and he shivered smartly.

"The blunt sword has no edge, the great skill is not worked, where the top master reaches a certain realm, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, the sword is just a tool to kill people, do you understand what I said?" The man in gray said coldly.

"It's people who kill, not swords, as long as you have enough kung fu, you can kill people with any kind of sword, even if it's a branch, a piece of scrap iron can kill people, right?" Wei Qing is extremely smart in books, how could he not understand the meaning of the man in gray.

The gray man's vulture-like gray pupils finally changed slightly, and there was a cruel look in his eyes, he was not only cruel to others, but also to himself.

Winter goes to spring, autumn goes and winter comes.

The man in gray gave Wei Qingshu a sword when he came for the last time, and when he left, he said: "Before you are twenty years old, you must not let others see this sword, and you must not tell others about me." ”

Wei Qingshu said: "I can't call you Master either?" ”

The man in gray took a breath and sighed, "Can't! ”

Wei Qingshu said: "At least you should tell me what your name is!" ”

The man in gray sneered: "A person who is already dead, where did the name come from? ”

After the man in gray finished speaking, where he was standing, snowflakes suddenly rolled up in the sky, and the snow was scattered, and the person was gone.

Looking at the sword in Wei Qingshu's hand, looking at the cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiao Ding suddenly remembered a name.

Jing has no life!

Xiao Ding heard his master talk about Jing Wuming and the Flying Swordsman, both of whom were unparalleled fast swords, but their personalities and fates were completely different.

Ah Fei is hot-blooded and passionate, and is passionate about life and friends. Jing Wuming is cold and cruel, cruel to other people's lives and his own lives, so Jing Wuming has no friends.

And Wei Qingshu is not only cruel, but also very insidious.

He had a chance to kill Nie Qingyun and Zhao Qingming just now, but he knew that Xiao Ding's flying knife would also shoot at that time, and Tang Qingqing's Biluo needle would also shoot, so he didn't do his best.

Xiao Ding was faintly worried, although he saw that Zhou Ziheng did not show a worried look, which proved that he was convinced of Ye Rongqiu's swordsmanship, but Zhou Ziheng and Ye Rongqiu did not know the details of Wei Qingshu.

Xiao Ding was ready to rescue Ye Rongqiu if necessary, he must not let Ye Rongqiu make any mistakes. Although he knew that Ye Rongqiu's Flying Immortal outside the sky was the nemesis of all swordsmanship, after all, he had never seen Ye Rongqiu make a move, and he was not sure what kind of realm her Flying Immortal had cultivated.

Tang Qingqing also muttered in her heart, she also saw that Wei Qingshu did not do her best just now, Wei Qingshu has been practicing swords for twenty-five years, whether it is internal strength or swordsmanship, it is definitely not comparable to the young Ye Rongqiu, if she is in danger, do you want to make a move.

Tang Qingqing looked at Xiao Ding beside him who was doing nothing, and thought, will Xiao Ding be in danger of looking at Ye Rongqiu? Definitely not, so why should I care, huh!

Wei Qingshu smiled: "Okay, I bet!" ”

As soon as Xu Yin fell, the sword had arrived.

Before the sword arrived, the sword qi arrived first.

Wei Qingshu has been practicing hard for 25 years, and has reached the point where the sword is born from the heart, the mind rises, the sword beckons, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

I saw that he instantly stabbed out two hundred and sixteen swords, the tip of the sword picked up the sword flowers, and the flowers did not leave Ye Rongqiu's vital points, these sixteen swords, the sword sword is a false move, but if Ye Rongqiu does not move, these sixteen swords will become a real move.

No matter how Ye Rongqiu dodged back and forth, left and right, Wei Qingshu's sword would follow him.

Wei Qingshu's sword qi had just cut through the corner of Ye Rongqiu's skirt, and Ye Rongqiu had already jumped up.

Wei Qingshu didn't expect Ye Rongqiu to avoid the enemy, no one would choose like this, people are in the air, the empty door is wide open, and if one move is not defeated, it will definitely be fatal.

He didn't think much about it, he held the sword with both hands, and the human sword was one, rising into the sky, directly hitting Ye Rongqiu's flaws.

But where is the flaw?

Ye Rongqiu jumped up for more than two feet, went and returned, and the sword had already been shot.

This sword is high and hit, the momentum of the next blow is brilliant and rapid, this sword seems to gather the charm of the eight immortals in the cave, such as the blue sky and white clouds are flawless and unblemished, the sword light is like a shocking lightning, such as the Changhong through the sky.

This move seems to be arbitrary, and it can change at any time, but this sword seems to be unchanged, and even the back move is not left, and it is strong and fierce.

Ye Rongqiu has reached the unity of human and sword, no one can describe the speed of this sword, and no one can dodge the brilliance of this sword.

This sword was formed before the move was made, and the god stayed after the move had been shot, so that the rigidity was the softest, and the unchanged was the change.

This sword seemed to come from outside the sky, and Ye Rongqiu had already turned into a flying immortal.

Flying Immortals!

The flying immortal fell to the ground, and the sword was already in its sheath.

Wei Qingshu's sword had been broken into pieces, his whole body was in rags, his skin had been cut through countless holes by the sword qi, the Dao crown that bound his hair was shattered, and his hair was scattered.

Ye Rongqiu didn't kill him, she looked at Wei Qingshu, who had empty eyes, and said coldly: "You lost!" ”

Not only Wei Qingshu was in a daze, everyone hadn't come back to their senses yet, they were all immersed in the beauty of the sword just now, and even Xiao Ding didn't expect that Ye Rongqiu's sword had been practiced to the point where it was free to be retracted and put into one.

Wei Qingshu was still muttering in his mouth: "What kind of swordsmanship is this, how can there be such a terrible swordsmanship in the world......

Not only did he feel terrible, Tang Qingqing and the others were a few feet apart, and they still felt that the sword qi was cold and penetrating, not to mention Wei Qingshu, who had experienced it personally.

This sword not only defeated Wei Qingshu, but also destroyed his spirit and soul at the same time.

He has been practicing swords for twenty-five years, and he is confident that he has reached the realm of a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and sometimes he even feels that there is no one else who is his opponent except for the gray man who taught him swordsmanship.

It was only at this moment that he realized how small he was.

"This sword technique is the legendary Flying Immortal outside the sky?" Wei Qingshu's eyes were glazed.

"That's right, this is the Flying Immortals." Ye Rongqiu's voice was as cold as ever.

Ye Rongqiu slowly continued: "Now, it's up to you to answer my question, is the person who taught you swordsmanship a member of the Blue Dragon Society, if not, how did the Green Dragon Society find you?" “

The question she asked happened to be the one that everyone wanted to know.

"The person who taught me swordsmanship was not from the Blue Dragon Society, he suddenly appeared when I was twelve years old, and then suddenly disappeared after passing on my swordsmanship, and I don't even know his name until now." Wei Qingshu had no resistance in his heart at this time, but he was unconsciously answering Ye Rongqiu's question.

Ye Rongqiu said coldly: "If there is no Qinglong who will secretly support you, you will definitely not do these things, could it be Nangong Yu?" “

Wei Qingshu sneered and said, "Is Nangong Yu also worthy of instructing me?" “

He smiled and suddenly cried bitterly: "I came back from out of town that day, and at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, I suddenly found that there was an extra person in front of me. He also competed with me like today, but that person is more terrible than you, I don't even have a chance to make a move, if I don't want to die, I can only seize the Qingcheng faction for him. “

Xiao Ding frowned and asked, "What kind of person is that?" “

"I don't know, he always wears a mask on his face, he can't see his face clearly, he can't see his age clearly." Wei Qingshu seemed to still have palpitations.

Xiao Ding thought for a moment and asked, "Is it a bronze mask?" And he likes to wear yellow robes? “

Wei Qingshu was surprised: "How do you know? “

Ding smiled and stopped talking.

Ye Rongqiu walked up to Xiao Ding and said with a smile: "Let's go." “

As long as she is by Xiao Ding's side, she is no longer cold and emotionless when she speaks.

Wei Qingshu suddenly shouted: "You can't leave me, please take me down the mountain, they will kill me." “

At this moment, he still has the appearance of flying and domineering just now.

Nie Qingyun and Zhao Qingming approached Wei Qingshu step by step, Wei Qingshu couldn't even get up, he supported the ground with both hands, and moved back step by step.

Murder pays for life, and it is a matter of course.

If a ruthless person like Wei Qingshu continues to be used by the Blue Dragon Society, it will be a big scourge for the martial arts.

Xiao Ding didn't have the right to block other people's revenge, but he didn't want to look at it anymore.

He believes that every life should be respected, and everyone should cherish their own life.

But in this world, there are many things that cannot be explained, and the way is not clear.

Because, some things, it is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong.