When the young man went to the city, he found that it was not only he who was stunned, but the thousands of sword cultivators above the city were all shocked, looking at the sword lights above the sky with a lot of shock.

The only one who can be normal is Zhang Xiaoyu, who is dressed in white, and when Nandao and Chen He walked up to the city, he was looking at Nanfang Daze with a solemn expression.

Only for a person like Zhang Xiaoyu who was born in a famous Sword Sect would he not be amazed by those things that might have become commonplace in the upper cultivation world.

But for the Lingnan Sword Sect and the vast majority of the world, this is a very rare scenery.

As for Chen He, who is more fascinated by biographical novels, it is estimated that such a thing is much happier when he sees the text than when he sees it on the spot.

Nandao watched in amazement, and walked towards Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Senior brother."

Zhang Xiaoyu turned around and was a little surprised when he saw the two of them.

"Why did you get here?"

Zhang Xiaoyu asked subconsciously, and was about to let Nandao go back to the city, when he suddenly saw the sword that Nandao was carrying behind him, and then he remembered that although this young man had only known him for less than a month, he was also a serious sword cultivator.

Even the realm was higher than many of the Lingnan sword cultivators present.

The following sentence urging him to go back to the city was not uttered.

Nandao didn't know that Zhang Xiaoyu had thought so much in a hurry, but he walked to Zhang Xiaoyu's side quite curiously, looked at the sword light that kept appearing in the southern sky, and asked, "Who is fighting there?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe a certain senior brother walked into Daze and met the witch ghost Taoist over there." ”

Nandao sighed, leaned on the wall, holding an umbrella and looking from afar.

Sword light continued to fly out of the taro sea on the edge of Daze, heading towards the green land.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoyu's solemn and worried look, those should be the senior brothers of the Sword Sect who have not appeared in the world for a long time.

The battle above the heavenly dome over there was still going on, and there was a mighty sword wind blowing from the green mountains, provoking all the sword cultivators above the city to be restless and restless.

The sky is flickering and dark, but it has nothing to do with the light of the earth.

It's just that those sword lights sometimes dazzle, and sometimes they fall silent.

It's just a different look and feel.

The battle was in full swing over there, but Nanyi City was silent.

Under the city, among those green mountains, there were countless eyes looking there, and no one made a sound.

Naturally, I wouldn't be stupid enough to want to support it.

Those sword intents paraded above the green mountains, it was obvious that people of their level could not intervene in them.

Even the sword light of those Sword Sect brothers on the edge of Daze, after approaching Qingshan, stopped at the periphery and stepped on the Qingshan Void, but they did not step further inward.

This made Nandao curious, so who is in those mountains?

Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu on the side, who still had a solemn look, but there was also a little puzzlement in the meantime.

Who was there, and who did they meet?

.....

When Mei Quming and Nan Dequ saw the figure in the mist, the sword behind them suddenly came out of its sheath, suspended at its side, and then fell into his hand, and the sword wind stabbed at the man.

Although the Human Sword Sect has been famous for its causal swords in these years, if you want to talk about the core swordsmanship, it is still the swordsmanship brought by the self-grinding sword cliff of the inclined bridge back then. It is a close-quarters sword, often known for its speed, especially better than the Liuyun Sword Sect.

But when the two swords cut through the mist in an instant, and stabbed at the man sitting on the top of the mountain, the two of them were shocked.

I saw that there was a big river slowly floating around the man.

Before the two swords got close, they had already fallen into the river, and before the tide of the river rose, the two menacing swords did not pass through anything, but just like a stone falling into the river, there were only two ripples.

The two hurriedly put away their swords and stood on both sides of the green mountain, looking surprised.

The man's body turned around the Wu River, divided into two paths, and on the top of the mountain, set off waves, and rolled towards the two brothers.

Mei Quming held a penny in his hand, and when the river rolled in, the long sword turned into a flat boat, fell into the river, and then crossed the river, and the long sword under him was wrapped in sword intent, but it also took advantage of the situation to shoot at the person again.

Nan Dequ stood with a sword, pointing in front of him, and the sword intent of the eight directions surrounded his body, resisting the tide of the Wu River while reciting the sword trick, and then the long sword turned into a sword light, and suddenly, it was already approaching the person sitting in front of him.

At this point, the man finally moved, the witch robe suddenly agitated, and the power of thousands of witches and ghosts spread over his hands, and then he poked out of his sleeves, and his hands were staggered, but he held the two swords at the same time, and then snatched them from the control of the two brothers and threw them under the green mountain.

The two of them snorted at the same time, and were swept away by the tide of the Wu River.

"Two senior brothers, I haven't seen each other for a long time."

The man spoke softly.

When Mei Quming heard this unusually young voice, he was also stunned for a long time.

Then he reacted.

"Flowers are not sad!"

Childe Wubei's robe flipped over, stood up in the sword intent of the lost lord of the mountain, turned around and looked at the two with a slight smile.

"First of all, you need to call me Senior Brother."

When the son entered the great witch without sorrow, he once came to Huai'an, and at that time, Mei Quming and several people had not completely hidden in the world, so they naturally had to see this person.

At that time, the prince had no sorrow, and when facing Mei Quming, a disciple of the Sword Sect, he was naturally quite polite and observant, and his posture was quite low.

However, it is just like what I said to Chen Huaifeng in Nanyi City before.

The migration of current events is naturally not the same.

This person who was the first to blow the ancient Ze wind on the side of Daze was already a spirit witch in the world, and Mei Quming and Nan Dequ were naturally no longer his opponents.

Nan Dequ sat on the edge of the green mountain forest, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, and he naturally suffered some injuries, but he also looked at Gongzi Wubei with a lot of mockery, and said lightly: "The wild dog on the side of the road has found its owner, and when it barks, it is inevitable that it will have some confidence." ”

Childe Wubei just laughed softly and said, "Wild dogs know upward, senior brother has been like this for many years, don't you feel ashamed?" ”

Nan Dequ just sneered.

Gongzi Wubei restrained his smile and said calmly: "The Human Sword Sect has always been powerful in the south, in other words, everyone is a wild dog, but you found the master first, but unfortunately your master did not know where to go, so the situation naturally reversed." ”

Mei Quming stood up with the penny and said slowly, "But have you ever thought about what to do if Master suddenly comes back?" ”

Gongzi Wubei looked back at the south, not knowing what he was looking at, and then said softly: "The causal sword is the sword that the world does not want to see among the three swords in the world, if he really comes back, then it is naturally you who are powerful." ”

Gongzi Wubei said, turned his head, looked at Mei Quming and continued: "But have you ever thought about why we would do something to Nanyi City at this time? ”

The two brothers frowned, looked at Gongzi Wubei and said, "What do you mean?" ”

"The Sect Master of the Cong Blade is in some trouble, and we don't know if his trouble is big, but as long as there is such a possibility, we will gamble."

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Mei Quming snorted lightly, and the sword intent of the mountain gathered again, and then raised his hand and pulled out a sword from the penny again, turned into a sword wind, and stabbed at Gongzi Wubei.

Gongzi Wubei looked at Mei Quming's sword and said softly: "The Northern Witch Dao is also the Witch Ghost Dao, and for the people of the Witch Ghost Dao, it is naturally an honor to be able to pretend to be a ghost." ”

When the words fell, the Wu River around him surged again, but it directly swept Mei Quming out with his sword.

No matter how Mei Quming and the others are, they are just Zhang Xiaoyu's senior brothers, they are just a small Dao realm, and naturally they can't be the opponents of Wubei, who is already the son of the spirit witch.

So Gongzi Wubei didn't look at the two of them from beginning to end, and after Mei Quming flew out again, Gongzi Wubei looked at the green mountain.

There, a man was walking slowly.

Childe's hand was caged into his sleeve again.

"It seems that the other people in the Northern Witch Road are still in the last landing point."

A voice came from behind the mist, and someone walked out of breath, stopping not far away, holding two swords in his hands, without scabbards, which seemed to have just been picked up from the bottom of the mountain, the swords of Mei Quming and the others.

Childe's expressions of sadness became a little solemn, looked at the man quietly, and said slowly: "After all, I have to make sure that this place is safe before I can let them come." ”

It was an old man who came, just yesterday, he was still planting flowers by the edge of Daze, but now he has appeared on the green hills in Daze.

In fact, he set off before the two of them.

When those daylights fell on the lonely peak and turned into streamers, the old man folded a flower and put it in his sleeve, and then bathed in those skylights and began to walk towards the green mountains of Daze.

He didn't use the sword light, nor did he step on the sword wind.

Just like a worldly person, he walked slowly under the river at the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, those who set off first will come much later.

"If the people of the Northern Witch Road didn't have other thoughts." The old man who planted flowers said softly, "Then Nanyi City is naturally safer than any place in the world." ”

Childe Wubei smiled softly and said, "I'm sorry, Beiwu Dao brought a lot of different ideas this time. ”

Mei Quming and Nan Dequ were coughing and sitting on the side of the green mountain, looking at the old man with doubts, they didn't know him.

It's just that there is some speculation in my heart.

The old man threw the two swords back to the two of them, and said slowly, "You guys get out of here." ”

The two took the sword, seemed to understand something, looked at the old man and said, "Senior brother, where is your sword?" ”

Naturally, it's a senior brother.

The Human Sword Sect has many senior brothers from many years ago.

Because Cong Blade has lived too long compared to the hundred years of his life.

Therefore, some senior brothers will naturally be very old.

The senior brother calmly looked at the son who was not far away, and then touched a flower from his sleeve.

It is a red camellia.

Mei Quming and the others were stunned for a moment.

This is Senior Brother's sword?

However, the senior brother didn't make any gesture of holding the sword, but just stuck the flower on the stump of a tree that had been cut off by the sword intent on the side.

Senior Brother seemed to find it very interesting to shake such a wit, so he laughed, looked at the Sword Sect Senior Brother who he had never seen before, and said, "What do you think? It's certainly not my sword. ”

“......”

The two of them were silent, but they heard the senior brother continue: "In order to pick up your two swords, I left my own sword at the bottom of the mountain, you can help me pick it up." ”

The two hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether to give their sword to the senior brother, but the senior brother knew what the two were thinking, waved his sleeves and said, "Your sword is not as easy to use as my own sword." ”

Only then did the two of them turn into sword light and go down the mountain.

When I came to the clear stream, I saw a lone rusty sword stuck in the stream.

There were no names on them, or maybe they once had names, but when they did not reappear in the world, they were cut off by the sword owner.

So the name of the sword is nameless.

It's like the brother didn't ask them their names, and he didn't tell them their names.

The Human Sword Sect has many such swords.

It's just that it's scattered all over the world, and I don't know where to go.

Mei Quming raised his hand to grasp the sword, and tried to pull it out, but the blade of the sword seemed to take root in the soil, and it did not move.

Nan Dequ coughed twice, stepped forward, snatched the hilt of the sword from Mei Quming's hand, and pulled it out, still not moving.

The two seemed to understand something.

It doesn't matter if you take the sword.

It's the descent that counts.

Sure enough, when the two were silent, the sword that was stuck alone by the stream was clear.

On the green mountain, the sword intent fell mightily, and all of them were submerged in the sword, and then the rust on the sword body peeled off layer by layer, revealing a delicate sword like water.

Flower growers probably like to use such swords.

The two of them thought like this, and then they saw that the sword suddenly turned into a streamer in the sword intent of the mountain, heading towards the top of the green mountain.

Until it fell into the hands of the nameless elder brother.

Childe Wubei didn't look at the sword, but looked at the camellia that was extremely weak, but was inserted into the stump.

"I suddenly remembered that when I came to Huai'an, it seemed that I had met my predecessors under the green mountains."

Gongzi Wubei looked at the old man and said slowly: "It's just that I never thought that my predecessor was also a disciple of the Sword Sect. ”

Senior Brother said calmly, "In the future, you will see more people who the world never thought would be disciples of the Sword Sect. ”

Childe Wubei said softly: "That's very exciting. ”

Senior Brother didn't say anything more, the sword intent that had not appeared for many years covered the entire mountain, river and valley, and countless rays of light appeared in the slender and delicate sword in his hand.

It's like the light of day.

The whole green hill is very bright.

"Please."

Childe Wubei said softly.

The word please was still falling in the air, and the Wu River around him was slashed open by a sword.

Childe's sad figure disappeared in place, his hands still caged in his sleeves, and there were witch marks under his body.

"Some of the seniors don't talk about martial arts."

The senior brother continued to stab with his sword, and said calmly: "If I were forty years old, I would also reply with a letter of invitation in a regular manner, but I am not forty years old, and I have lived to this age, and half of my body has fallen into the ground, so naturally I am not as good as you young people, so I can only ignore martial arts." ”

Childe Wubei looked at the sword in silence, sighed and said, "But it makes a lot of sense." ”

Senior Brother was very satisfied with Childe's words of no sorrow, because the people of the Sword Sect have always been reasonable.

It's just that the second sword still didn't stab the child, and there was no sadness.

The witch mark appeared in another location, and then the figure of Childe Wubei solidified again.

"I almost thought that my predecessor was a member of the Liuyun Sword Sect."

Childe Wubei looked at the senior brother who stopped not far away and said slowly.

The senior brother just stood on top of the green mountain with his sword in his hand, and said softly: "I also thought about sitting on the edge of Ze, and the sword came thousands of miles, but I haven't used a sword for too many years, and I can't remember how to use the sword technique, so I have to be unpretentious." ”

Ever-changing, naturally ever-changing, inseparable from the retro sword school.

Childe Wubei clasped his hands in his sleeves and said with a chuckle: "So do you remember your predecessors now?" ”

Senior Brother nodded and said, "I remember a little." ”

So the elder brother sat down in the air, the long sword in his hand rested horizontally on his lap, and slowly closed his eyes.

Childe Wubei finally became serious at this point, surrounded by thousands of ghosts.

The Human Sword Sect is naturally not the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect.

This Sword Sect, which is inherited from the Grinding Sword Cliff, has always been famous for its sword intent in the past thousand years.

When the senior brother closed his eyes, on the long sword on his knee, thousands of sword lights poured out.

Before I could sink into the Yellow Mountains, the night was suddenly bright.

Childe's hands also poked out of his sleeves and made a strange trick in front of him.

The last trick of the ghost art to cover the sky.

In the heavenly dome of the world, where thousands of sword lights flowed, a Wu River suddenly broke through the sky, and the two of them were swept into the dark world.

Naturally, the Northern Witch Dao rarely cultivates ghost arts.

Even if the son is not sad, before he becomes a spirit witch, he will not use the other half of these witch and ghost ways.

It's just that in the wind that swells up under the big ze, too many things that are sleeping in the memory are awakened.

A wizard who has a trespass and a wizard who does not have a trespasser are naturally two different concepts.

The tedious and long chanting and witching tricks meant that they had to have a longer time to prepare.

Once interrupted, it will naturally fall short.

The very short cross-line technique of starting hand makes up for this shortcoming.

The mage with displacement, who doesn't see the big head?

It is the cultivation of the Great Dao even if he knows that the person in front of him is from the Human Sword Sect.

Childe Wubei still chose the longer starting style of ghost magic instead of witchcraft.

So above the great river, the canopy of heaven obscured.

In all the anointing blindness, there are only thousands of sword lights circulating.

The longer the starting style, the more majestic the power of the witch and ghost that nature can drive.

Even though the thousands of sword lights were wrapped in the mighty sword intent and shot in all directions, they were also blocked at the other end of the Wu River.

The long sword on the teacher's knee finally left his body, hovering under the canopy for several weeks, and then dragging the sword light, he broke through the blockade of the canopy very quickly, crossed the river, and went straight to the child's heart.

Grinding Sword Cliff Seven Senior Brother Sword Style.

The clouds break through the moon.

Childe looked at the sword with a solemn expression, the witch mark flickered, and he crossed over the Wu River again.

The senior brother opened his eyes calmly, looked at the son who had repositioned the landing point, and said slowly: "Three times." ”

Childe fell silent without sorrow.

Yes, three times.

If you use the Trespass technique continuously in a short period of time, the power consumed by the witch and ghost will naturally increase exponentially.

Brother I closed my eyes again.

The sword that disappeared suddenly turned back again, dragging a tail light like a crescent moon in the entire canopy.

Monthly returns.

The figure of the senior brother also disappeared in place, turning into sword light, and thousands of sword intentions converged into a sword in his hand, held in his hand, and stabbed at the son who was standing in the sword wind of Wuhe with the sword return of the sword.

Childe Wubei naturally won't take the risk of using the Yue Xing technique again.

The witch trick in his hand changed, and thousands of mud and sand suddenly gushed out under the river, covering the whole person of Gongzi Wubei, and then when the two swords arrived, Kankan turned into quicksand and sank into the Wu River.

Sorcery: Quicksand.

At the same time, the heaven-covering ghost technique that covered the sky was finally completed at the top, gathering the power of witches and ghosts.

A black flower that obscured the sky bloomed above the sky.

Countless black strange aura bloomed from the stamens.

When all the sword light touched the black qi, it instantly disintegrated and shattered, returning to the senior brother's body.

Childe's unsad figure appeared on the other side of the Wu River, calmly looking at the pale elder brother.

"The flower that covers the sky has been completed."

"Senior, you can go and die."

The elder brother stood with a pale face holding his sword, looking up at the huge black flower above the sky, but he smiled softly.

"Who doesn't have a flower?"