Nandao stood at the head of the city with a sword on his back, looking at the sword light on Daze's side for a long time, but suddenly remembered something.

The old man who planted flowers on the side of Daze?

Nan Dao remembered that he had said last night that he was also a disciple of the Sword Sect.

Nandao just thought that he might be someone who existed like Zhang Xiaoyu.

Speaking of which, is it really possible that the person selling sugar and oil baba outside the Sword Sect Garden will pull out a sword from the stall?

Nandao stood there thinking.

Those Sword Sect brothers who turned into sword light and went away were still staying under the green mountain sky, and Lingnan sword cultivation was also heading towards the green mountain in Daze.

As the battle on the green mountains sounded, the last glimmer of hope in people's hearts naturally ceased to exist, so they chose to go out of the city with a negative sword and chose the battlefield in those green mountains.

If it was a secular war many years ago, it would be extremely irrational to go out of the city to face it.

But this is a war in which the cultivation circles on both sides of the strait are involved.

If it is not necessary, the world naturally does not want those flames of war to burn into Nanyi City.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer sword cultivators on the city, and most of them were walking towards the green mountains.

In the end, only a small part was left to guard the city, which was used to prevent some accidents from happening.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the dark yellow mountain range that towered into the clouds to the west.

Back then, Emperor Li Asan of Huai'an gave the world a good lesson.

The 200,000 secular troops climbed directly up the Youhuang Mountain Range, and then jumped down, and with the help of the Dao wind, fell directly behind the Moque City Pass, causing Huangliang to lose all the way to Kyoto in a very short time.

It is probably the originator of the earth's air-to-ground assault warfare.

It is Zhang Xiaoyu who cannot rule out the possibility that the Huangliang people are crazy and plan to repeat that war.

It's just that he didn't think about it.

The offensive line of the Huangliang Witch Ghost Dao was even more brutal than he imagined.

With more than 400 crossing landing points, he came directly through Daze.

But in any case, what Nanyi City has to do now is to hold on.

Slow down the speed of Huangliang's advance into Nanyi City.

Drag it to the northern army to enter Nanyi City, or the human cultivation world to come to help.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked solemnly in the direction of Daze.

The sword light that roamed above the sky was visibly dimmed to the naked eye.

And the power of those witches and demons is constantly converging.

A black flower can be faintly seen in the world, sometimes breaking through the magic of witches and ghosts, swaggering in the sky.

This is a battle between the avenues of the world.

Even Zhang Xiaoyu and many senior brothers are difficult to get into.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at that side silently, but suddenly remembered His Majesty Kamigawa in the world.

The view of mountains and rivers has been paying attention to Kamigawa for a long time.

It was Zhang Xiaoyu who said that sentence to Liu March, Your Majesty has a big problem.

So where has this great demon who once dominated the world gone now?

There are three swords in the world, and two swords disappear directly in the world and do not know where to go.

This is not the reason why the people of Huangliang are ready to move.

As for whether there is really a revival in Daze.

In Zhang Xiaoyu's view, it is not actually the most important thing.

What really matters is the revival of something in people's hearts.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaoyu doesn't have a sword in his hand now, only an empty scabbard, and he can only sigh above the city.

Nan Dao heard Zhang Xiaoyu's sigh on the side, saw that he had been looking at his sword scabbard, thought about it, untied the parrot island from behind him, and handed it to Zhang Xiaoyu.

"If Senior Brother's sword hasn't come back yet, this sword can be borrowed from you first."

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Nandao, and wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he took it again.

"Okay, then I'll invite my junior brother to eat sugar and oil baba another day!"

Zhang Xiaoyu said proudly.

“......”

Nandao was speechless for a long time, looking at the battle on Osawa's side.

"Senior brother, do you know an old man who grows flowers?"

Nandao asked.

Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned and said, "What kind of old man planted flowers?" ”

Nandao turned around strangely, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, and saw that his appearance seemed to be really unaware, so he explained to him.

Only then did Zhang Xiaoyu understand what Nandao meant.

Holding his chin and pondering, he said, "It's not impossible. After all, the senior brothers of the Human Sword Sect like to hide themselves. ”

"So he's the Great Dao Cultivator?"

Nanjima asked curiously.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head and looked at the sky dome on Daze's side for a long time, and nodded.

Nandao looked at the sword with his back for a long time, looked at Chen He on the side, and said slowly, "Do you want to go back first?"

Chen He, who was lying on his stomach inside the wall, was stunned.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll go over there and have a look."

"See what?"

"Let's see if the old man is still there."

“.....”

Chen He hesitated for a long time, but still gave up his plan to go with Nandao, so he left the city alone and headed in the direction of the Hanging Courtyard.

Nan Dao glanced back at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked, "Senior brother, do you want to go and have a look?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to be a little moved, but for now, he couldn't leave Nanyi City, so he could only say helplessly: "Senior brother, go ahead, I will help you watch it." ”

Nandao nodded, walked down the city, and together with those many Lingnan sword cultivators, passed through the green mountains outside the city, and headed towards the edge of Daze.

The early morning wind was a little chilly, and those sword cultivators were all pulling their clothes and heading over there.

Nandao's purpose is naturally not to enter the green mountains, but to see if the old man who planted flowers is still there.

So he walked with the people for a while, and then walked alone at the foot of the mountain.

The flower garden could still be seen in the distance, and many colorful flowers were swaying slightly in the early morning breeze.

Nandao stopped beside the flower garden, looked at the empty courtyard on the side, and then turned his head to look at the sword light on the top of the green mountains in Daze.

It turned out to be really that old man?

Are the old men in Nanyi City so powerful?

Nandao thought with some sigh.

Looking at the courtyard gate that I don't know if I forgot to close or was blown open by the wind, Nandao stepped forward, looked around the courtyard, and then slowly closed the door.

Nandao didn't know why he wanted to come and see the old man's traces.

Maybe it's because of what he said last night?

Nandao sat silently at the door of the small courtyard, the wind blowing the flower garden, and the fragrance came.

I don't know if this old man can win against the people from Daze's side.

Nandao thought for a moment, then stood up and walked in the direction he had come.

It's just that suddenly, there seems to be a lot more in the wind waving at the foot of this green mountain.

Nandao paused and turned to look at the flower garden.

Those sword intents that came out of nowhere fell into these flower beds.

Then he slowly dragged countless petals towards the green mountain.

The entire heavenly dome was instantly filled with countless falling flower sword intents.

Nandao stood there in a daze, forgetting to leave for a moment.

.....

Senior Brother looked up at the vast black flower above the canopy above his head, and said softly, "Who doesn't have a flower?" ”

Brother Naturally there is more than one flower, he has many flowers.

Some, like camellias, were planted on a tree stump at the top of the mountain.

Some didn't brought, like the thousands of flowers in the flowerbed at the foot of the green hills.

Childe Wubei also remembered the flower brought by his senior brother before, and even at that time, he shook his wit, making the two Sword Sect disciples think that the flower was his sword.

So is it possible that the flower is really a sword?

Childe's expression was a little dignified.

The elder brother took back his sword intent and surrounded him with the nameless sword, protecting himself from the erosion of the Flower of the River Styx, and then walked towards a certain place in the Wu River.

Childe Wubei naturally wouldn't let his brother find a way to break the situation like this.

The magic trick in his hand suddenly became fierce, and the black flower of the River Styx shook suddenly, and more pollen fell, devouring towards the elder brother.

The sword intent around the senior brother's body was partially corroded again, and he snorted, his expression was a little pale, but he didn't stop, just walked calmly towards a certain place in Wuhe.

Childe Wubei seemed to understand something, and he was looking for an exit through the camellia from earlier.

In an instant, the water of the Wu River suddenly rioted, and the flower of the Styx in the sky attacked the senior brother together.

The elder brother walked in the Wu River with a pale expression, but with the surging of the Wu River, it seemed that he was getting farther and farther away from that position.

So the elder brother stopped and grasped the sword in his hand.

Not much sword intent was left that had been eroded by the Flower of Styx.

Then there were still Dao sword marks on the old skin of the senior brother.

Childe Wubei's expression was startled, and the witch marks looming under him, ready to avoid the sword at any time.

It's just that the senior brother held the sword and stabbed it out, but it was not the direction where Gongzi Wubei was.

It's somewhere in the Wuhe River that I was going to go to before.

It's still the clouds breaking through the moon.

It's just that this sword, the senior brother treated himself as a sword and sent it to that position.

The old and frail body naturally can't withstand such a toss.

When he stood there with a sword in the figure of a senior brother, he was already covered in blood.

The elder brother didn't care about the wounds on his body that were blown by the sword wind, but just bent down calmly and held something somewhere in the Wu River.

"Look, it's my flower."

The senior brother picked a camellia out of thin air, pinched it in the palm of his hand, turned his head to look at Childe Wusad, and said calmly.

So a huge gap appeared in the Wuhe River under the elder brother, and this technique of covering the sky was broken by the camellia planted in the stump.

The senior brother coughed violently, a lot of blood gushed out from the corners of his lips, and there seemed to be some blood on his white hair.

Gongzi pinched the witch trick in his hand without sorrow, standing not far away, quietly looking at this elderly Sword Sect disciple.

It seemed that he also understood something, although he forcibly broke this ghost art, but he was obviously seriously injured.

Senior Brother also understood in his heart, and said with a sigh: "It's a pity that I'm no longer a forty-year-old sword cultivator. ”

The world is 100 years old, and the more you live, the weaker you become.

If it was a forty-year-old elder brother, he would directly break through those witch barriers with a sword.

It is not to find the point of connection between the two worlds in this way.

Childe Wubei also said softly: "If the predecessor is still forty years old, Wubei will naturally turn around and leave." ”

But the senior brother is not forty years old.

So Childe didn't leave without sorrow.

With the shattering of the Wu River, the light of the world returned to the top of this mountain.

Childe Wubei put his hands into his sleeves and said slowly: "How many swords do seniors have?" ”

The senior brother looked at the camellia in his palm, thought for a while, and said, "There is probably only one sword." ”

"That should be two swords." Childe Wubei said softly.

The senior brother laughed, as an old and frail sword cultivator, he naturally had to talk about martial arts.

It's just a pity that Childe Wubei saw it.

Childe's unsad figure avoided the location of this old sword cultivator from afar.

With his hands cuffed in his sleeves, the power of a witch and demon was surging wildly.

The senior brother just glanced at it, and then didn't continue to look at it, and turned his head to look at the world beyond the green mountains.

Somewhere on earth, he planted many flowers.

Flowers are naturally not swords.

But it can come with sword intent.

So these two swords can be one sword or countless swords.

The elder brother waited quietly.

Until a wind comes and blows into the green hills.

A crimson petal fell on the elder brother's shoulder.

Then it was blown down by the wind and landed on the blade of the Nameless Sword.

The senior brother raised his hand, and the delicate sword in his hand picked up the petal and stretched it out forward.

"Please."

Senior Brother said very martially.

Gongzi was not sad and spread out of the Wuhe River, and stood not far away with a wary look, looking at the senior brother on the top of the mountain.

The sword seems unremarkable.

Not in a hurry, not slowly.

Not even the petal on the blade of the sword fell.

But Childe Wubei naturally will not take it lightly.

The swordsmanship of the Human Sword Sect follows the Grinding Sword Cliff.

Nature is not to be taken lightly.

Even if the sword was extremely slow, Gongzi Wubei still spread the entire Wu River, blocking the three feet in front of him.

The figure of the senior brother on the top of the green mountain quickly walked towards the son without sorrow.

"This is the first sword." Childe Wubei heard the senior brother say softly.

It was only the next moment that the voice of the senior brother came again.

"It's also the second sword."

Childe Wubei was shocked in his heart, and looked at the sword that stabbed him, not knowing where there was a second sword.

But soon he saw it.

Beyond the green hills, there are countless petals flying one after another.

The sword intent is vast and intimidating.

Gongzi Wubei seemed to understand something, looked at the senior brother and said in a deep voice: "This is the chaotic red of the Grinding Sword Cliff flying over the swing?" ”

Senior Brother nodded calmly.

Then countless flowers of sword intent fell towards the green mountains.

Childe Wubei forcibly interrupted the general ghost art that had been prepared, and the witch trick in his hand changed rapidly, and the heaven and earth fell horizontally and vertically towards Childe Wubei, enclosing his whole person.

It's like separating two worlds.

Witchcraft, painting the ground as a dungeon.

Originally, Childe's idea of no sorrow was naturally not like this.

It was only when he saw his brother's sword flying over the swing that he realized that the old man in front of him was planning to exchange his life directly with him.

Childe Wubei is still very young, so he naturally doesn't want to end up like this.

When the chaotic red flew to the top of this green mountain, Childe Wusad isolated himself from this green mountain.

Senior Brother just calmly watched Childe Wubei's witchcraft, and then his body suddenly accelerated, shooting at Childe Wubei at a speed that was almost difficult to catch.

forcibly cut out the son of Wubei from the prison where he painted the ground.

With the fall of the sword, the senior brother no longer had the ability to fight, and sat down on the green hill with his sword.

The prince on the side looked at the overwhelming flower of sword intent, and said with a wry smile: "The predecessor of the Sword Sect is indeed the predecessor of the Sword Sect, even if he is already dying, he can force me to this point." ”

The elder brother said quite smugly: "That's nature. ”

Naturally, Childe Wubei will not die here, and the senior brother has never thought that he can drag the remnants of his body and kill Childe Wubei here.

He is going to force out the fourth transgression technique of Childe Wusad.

No matter how strong the power of these witch and ghost people is, if they use the Crossing Technique many times in a short period of time, it will hurt the foundation of the Wu River.

Therefore, Gongzi Wubei looked at the Wanhua Sword Intent that came to his face and had nowhere to hide, raised his hand to his chest, snorted, and his expression was extremely pale, and then only the witch trace was left in place.

When the thousands of falling flowers came, the figure of the senior brother fell into those flying flowers.

But there were no bones left.

But it took a long time for Childe's sad figure to reappear on this green mountain.

That huge array of trespassers didn't suffer much damage.

This is also the reason why Childe Wubei chose to pull the battlefield into the ghost arts.

After standing there for a long time, Gongzi Wusad turned around and looked at the dense sword cultivation outside the green mountains and Daze.

The Lingnan Sword Sect is naturally good at winning by numbers.

Behind him, the power of the witch and ghost gradually surged, and then the large array suddenly operated.

The nearly 1,000 people of the Northern Witch Dao appeared in the green mountains.

Childe Wubei naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to clash with those Lingnan sword cultivators at this time.

It was because when those people from the Northern Witch Dao appeared in the green mountains, they scattered towards the thousands of green mountains and rivers in Daze.

They had to wait for the follow-up witch and ghost path people to arrive before they chose to attack Nanyi City.

And Childe Wubei just stood calmly beside the Witch Mark Array. Waiting for the next group to arrive.

I don't know how long it took for the Great Array to start working again.

This time there were a lot more people coming.

It's the Southern Chu Witches.

The great array flickered constantly.

Chen Nu and Shu He also came here.

"Where's your Northern Witch Dao?" Shu He looked at Gongzi Wusad and asked.

Childe Wubei smiled softly and said, "They have already rushed to the front line. ”

Shu He naturally didn't believe this kind of nonsense, and searched in the green mountains, and finally found those people of the Northern Wudao who were walking at the foot of the mountain.

Gongzi didn't care about it, he just said calmly: "Lingnan 80,000 sword cultivators are outside the city, no matter how clumsy their cultivation is, it is also 80,000 sword cultivators." ”

Gongzi Wubei looked at Shu He and said slowly: "If you want to despise them, you can let the Southern Chu Witches go first." ”

Shu He retracted his gaze and didn't say anything more.

Childe Wubei looked at the two people behind him, but asked a little strangely, "Where is the Ming mayfly?" ”

Chen Nu said slowly: "He went to Nanyi City first. ”

Childe raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything more.

This mysterious Nantuo wizard has too many things that people can't understand.

The three of them waited quietly above the green hills.

Naturally, we had to wait until the 800,000 army in the world arrived before making the next step.