The wind was blowing and the clouds were flying.

In the end of the city, heroes from all walks of life flocked to it. At the tea stall at the north gate, more than two dozen people gathered here, each with a weapon. Sitting in the center of the crowd was an old man in the twilight.

The old man's name is Fu Yun, and he used to be the master of Tianji Gate. A martial artist of the Nine Realms, but in the battle of the Great Qi Annihilation fifteen years ago, he died generously. After being seriously injured, he was taken by his apprentice and fled the battlefield, surviving to this day, just to wait for the old eunuch to come out again.

Qi Yuwei's iron rod is one of his personal disciples. At that time, Tianjimen had a very high status in Daqi, and Fu Yun and the old eunuch could be said to be one inside the main and one outside. The master of the Fu Sect was the leader of the Jianghu Alliance of the Great Qi at the beginning, and he was in charge of the entire Great Qi Jianghu Sect.

There are seven proud disciples under the knees of Fu Yun of Tianji Gate, the Heavenly Stick, the Earth-Shaking Stick, the Dragon Descending Stick, the Fuhu Stick, the Golden Stick, the Bronze Stick, and the Iron Stick.

In the battle of the Great Qi to destroy the country, outside Pingyao City, it was the Tianji Gate that poured out of the nest to block the menacing factions of the rivers and lakes. Except for the iron rod body in Qi Yuwei, the other six disciples have a tendency to be a master.

The six of them led all the disciples of the thirty-six sects, and they fought bloodily outside the city at this end. Heaven, earth-shaking, dragon-descending, tiger-subduing. Four martial artists of the Seven Realms, shaking mountains and rivers with sticks, cracking the earth and landslides, defending the heavens.

Fu Yun even relied on his own strength to block the two Nine Realms martial artists.

Only this front-line battle, Tianji Gate could not be defended, and the disciples died one after another, and people did not fall. The people of the end city wept for the heavens. In the end, when the bronze rod ran out and sent the seriously injured Fu Yun back to the curtain city, the people of the entire curtain city took up arms to resist.

If today, the Pole Gate no longer exists, but the Ending City still exists. The people in the city also lived unyieldingly in humiliation.

At the end of the battle between the Sword Master and the old eunuch, he was seriously injured, but he still came to the battlefield on the side of the Curtain City, so that the people of the rivers and lakes retreated and did not attack the Ending City. The rebels received the same order and abandoned the assault on the city.

A lonely city that ended became a special case in the land of the Great Qi Dynasty. Although it is adjacent to Pingyao, it was not attacked and slaughtered.

After Fu Yun woke up, he took off the plaque of Tianji Gate before and after recovering from his injury, and there was no longer Tianji Gate in the rivers and lakes.

And he has no hope of returning to the Nine Realms in this life.

The people around him now were all martial artists who were like the Heavenly Pole Gate, swearing not to surrender and fighting to the end for the Great Qi. They also have no sect and no home, but they are just living in this land, relying on the last bit of hope in their hearts to support themselves.

Today, their hope has emerged.

It is more important to say that the man who brought them with him to death came.

failed to apologize to the old eunuch, and they didn't dare to die.

When the old eunuch appeared at the north gate with Zhao Cripple and others. Everyone at the tea stall stood up one after another, and the old Fu Yun walked out of the crowd with his body bent and stood opposite the old eunuch. The old man grinned, but his eyes were already filled with crystal tears, and he knelt heavily on one knee with the Tianji stick in his hand.

"Tianji Gate, Fu Yun, come to receive death."

With Fu Yun's movements, the people behind him also followed suit.

"Qinghai faction, brothers of the Ding family, come to receive death."

"Five Tiger Gate, Xiao Hu, Cao Hu, come to receive death."

"Forget the dust villa, Li Youming, come to receive death."

"Lingshan faction... The Sand Sea Gang... Come and receive your death. ”

With a loud name announced, the old eunuch slowly came to Fu Yun's side, he stretched out his only remaining arm and gently supported Fu Yun. If you were all alive fifteen years ago, why should you come and die fifteen years later?

"Everyone, why bother?" The old eunuch's voice was full of sadness and remembrance.

Although many people he didn't know, he hadn't even heard the name of the sect. But these people still came without hesitation.

Fu Yun did not stand up, but gently held the old eunuch's hand, he raised his head, and in his cloudy eyes, it seemed that he had regained his vigor and regarded death as home.

"For the sake of Daqi!" Fu Yun shouted softly.

"For the sake of Daqi!"

......

The team led by the Sword Master stopped outside the end of the city. Compared to the old eunuch, the appearance of the sword master looks more youthful and vigorous. Although the current Sword Master is also in his fifties, dressed in white, with a sword behind him, the most striking thing on his angular face is the approachable eyes.

In the Ten Mile Pavilion, the Sword Saint sat at the table, drinking tea slowly. A restrained sword aura, even with a gentle smile on his face, still made people dare not approach easily. Even if the momentum of the Ten Realms martial artist has been restrained to the extreme, there will be a coercion in his every move, not to mention, he is still a swordsman.

"Sect Master. Are we going to keep waiting? "The old man sitting next to him is now one of the five peaks of the Xuantian Sword Sect, the peak master of the Sword Peak, Qiao Sui.

Qiao Sui is the uncle of the Sword Saint Situ Wei, and he has always been the peak master of Sword Peak. became famous in his early years, and when he was in the Six Realms, he fought alone in the Buried Bone Continent, and single-handedly challenged the warriors of the Half Continent with a sword, leaving the nickname of a Qiao madman in the Buried Bone Continent.

Later, after returning to the sect, he took charge of the sword peak and passed on his arrogant swordsmanship to his disciples. Although Situ Wei was not a disciple of Sword Peak, Qiao Sui felt that he was the most suitable for cultivating Sword Peak's mental method and swordsmanship.

He took Situ Wei from the main peak for three years and devoted himself to cultivating him.

Situ Wei really didn't disappoint Qiao Sui, and he got his true biography. And in three years, he has reached the same height. It can be said that Situ Wei at that time was a decisive martial arts genius in the Xuantian Sword Sect, and he soon emerged in the sect's great martial arts competition.

It can be said that Situ Wei's martial arts achievements can become a recognized sword saint today, the first person in the world, and the sect master of the Xuantian Sword Sect. Half of it is due to Qiao Sui's discernment.

"Uncle don't worry, in the current end city, there are rebels in the entire Tianze Dynasty. After all, I haven't seen each other for many years, so let them catch up with each other and be companions on the Huangquan Road, so that they won't be embarrassed if they don't know each other. ”

"Hahaha... Or the sect master knows how to be more considerate of people's hearts. Qiao Sui laughed heartily.

Now he has to be called the sect master, after all, half of the disciples in front of him are now the sect masters, and they are far beyond his sword saints.

There is no order to attain the Tao, and those who reach it are respected.

This is the rivers and lakes!

Another half an hour passed.

The north gate of the Ending City slowly opened, in fact, there was a garrison of the Tianze Dynasty in the city to defend the city. It's just that in the face of so many people in the rivers and lakes, how can they be opponents with more than 100 soldiers. What's more, they are also all people from the Curtain City, and daring to stop these people is tantamount to making enemies of the entire Curtain City.

Fortunately, the terrifying team on the Sword Saint's side didn't want to storm the Curtain City, otherwise these garrisons would have stabbed their heads out and shrunk their heads, and they would have died horizontally and vertically.

The gates opened, and the garrison hid on both sides of the road to prove that they had no intention of making a move.

The old eunuch was dressed in a green shirt and swayed in the wind, and an empty sleeve swayed. Walking out of the north gate, his old face showed a smile of reunion after a long absence. Since ancient times, heroes cherish heroes, and on the road of martial arts, it is actually difficult to meet an opponent of equal strength, especially at their level.

It's not that there will be no Ten Realms martial artists except for them today. It's just the two of them who can really reach their level.

The remaining Ten Realm martial artists who would only hide and wait for death were not worth mentioning at all.

"Captain Situ, this place is too close to the city, so as not to hurt the innocent, why don't we go far?"

"You're old, and it's up to you."

The two teams were at least a few miles apart, but the two of them looked at each other, each with a strong battle intent burning in their eyes.

Fifteen years ago, the old eunuch lost an arm. The sword was seriously wounded, and even nearly fell.

Fifteen years later, they are both in the Ten Realms, and they have seen changes in each other.

The Ten Realms Martial Arts also have three stages, refining the gods, turning into voids, and merging the way. As for the union, whether there is really eleven.

Throughout the ages, no one has ever really reached it.

Now the realm of the two of them has turned into nothingness.

"Today's battle, it's just you and me, and it has nothing to do with anyone else, how about it?" The old eunuch spoke again.

The old and deep voice resounded through the heavens and the earth. Whether it is the people around the old eunuch or the people around Situ Wei, they can hear it clearly.

Situ Wei simply replied: "Okay! ”

The two agreed like this, which means that no one else can do it casually this time. Even if they want to fight to the death, it will have to wait until tomorrow. Otherwise, it is provoking the majesty of the two Ten Realm martial artists!

The old eunuch stepped out, and the whole person disappeared directly from the north gate. Stepping again, the person was already above the heads of the Sword Master and the others.

Everyone standing outside the Shili Pavilion looked up one after another, and the invisible coercion made some warriors almost kneel down to worship. This is the deterrence of the martial artists of the Ten Realms under the release of a martial art, and the state of mind of the martial arts.

I didn't see the sword saint in the pavilion make any moves, and his figure had already come to the old eunuch's side.

Look at each other, like old friends for many years. At the same time, he took a step of tacit understanding, and the two figures disappeared directly in front of everyone's eyes.

On the plain hundreds of miles away, a ray of sword light suddenly lit up, and it seemed that only this dazzling light was left between heaven and earth, and the sun in the sky was eclipsed in an instant. At such a distance, a martial artist who can really see this sword is at least above the Seven Realms.

The martial artists under the Seven Realms can only see the brightness of the sky in a flash.

The sword light rises fast and falls faster. Stretching towards the one-armed old eunuch opposite. The light came in an instant, and the earth was torn, with the old eunuch's body as the center, crumbling and denting everywhere. Under the majestic sword qi, the old eunuch's clothes were blown tightly against his body, and he raised his head and laughed.

A fist with one hand blasted out into the sky, a simple punch, and I couldn't feel any breath. But the ground before his feet sank again after he stepped out.

People hundreds of miles away just saw a ray of light, but in the eyes of the old eunuch, there was indeed a giant sword in the sky, and I don't know who held the hilt of the sword above the sky, as if the god raised his hand to open the sky with a sword.

A punch rushed straight up to the tip of the giant sword!

The shadow of the fist is like a flood, and it is instantly condensed. A huge fist shadow shrouded the hundred-mile sky, colliding with the giant sword with a bang.