"Let's go, go to Sword Mountain!"

Qingzhou Sword Mountain, just in Qingzhou City, is the core of the entire Qingzhou City, Sword Mountain is a mountain, the mountain is like a sheathed sword, pointing straight to the sky, and the clouds and mist are the skirt stars as companions.

The jade bi is above the clouds, the road up the mountain is like a plank road to the sky, its potential is steep, the mountain is full of a plant called sword bamboo, the appearance is similar to ordinary bamboo, but the texture is harder, after drying, it can be compared with the ordinary sword made of mortal iron, the whole body is black, and the knots are longer.

There are few curved ones, and the mature sword bamboo is only the thickness of the sword body, some people say that this is because the sword bamboo absorbs the sword qi in the jade all the year round, which has grown like this.

As soon as Cao An came out of the drunken immortal residence, he was surrounded by a group of Qingzhou martial artists, if it weren't for Guan Yu holding Pan Chengyun in his hand, these people would be afraid that they would not be able to resist attacking him in groups, they have been shouting outside all day long these days, but Cao An ignored it.

"Fellow Daoists, with Cao An and others, don't care about the morality of the rivers and lakes, follow me side by side and kill him."

"Kill Cao An and raise your eyebrows for Qingzhou Wulin!"

I don't know who shouted this, but soon, the crowd began to stir, and a few people drew their swords playfully.

"Yun Chang, raise your shield!"

Guan Yu grabbed the belt around Pan Chengchan's waist, and really used the huge living person as a shield to block it, dancing so that it was impermeable and the water could not be splashed, and soon a small safety range was swinging around, but it was bitter Pan Chengchan, and he was pierced by a few of his peers Wu Xiu who had no time to stop.

Fortunately, they quickly regained their strength, and it was only a few skin injuries, and they did not hurt the vital points.

In a high-rise building, Pan Dingsheng stared at this scene with tears in his eyes, he rarely showed his inner emotions, but at this moment, he couldn't help it.

"That's your bad idea? Drive away all those miscellaneous pieces, it's useless at all, and a few people who just injured Cheng Chan stared at them and disposed of them. ”

"Yes!"

Guan Yu was in front, waving Pan Chengcheng in his hand, and forcibly opened a road from the crowd, moving forward with difficulty, at this speed, at noon today, he should barely be able to reach the foot of Sword Mountain.

At this moment, the ground trembled slightly, and there was a uniform pace, the city defense army intervened and drove away the Qingzhou martial artists who had gathered, Cheng Lijun looked at Pan Chengyun, who was already a little blurred in his back, and only felt that the sweat on his forehead could not stop seeping out, and he could see the situation in the past few days.

I don't know which of the Pan family is the handiwork, inciting the emotions of Qingzhou Wufu, at the beginning, I thought it was indeed a good move, but Cao An didn't pay attention to it at all, no matter how loud the noise outside, anyway, I am sure that you don't dare to rush to the Drunken Immortal Residence, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Today's move has become a constraint, Cao An directly took Pan Chengcheng to open the way, those Qingzhou martial artists may not be afraid of Cao An, but they are definitely afraid of the Pan family, no matter how they talk in private, the Pan family is still an existence that they can't afford to provoke and dare not provoke.

Cheng Lijun had just received a message from the Pan family asking to open the way for Cao An, and he didn't dare to hesitate to bring someone over, looking at the eldest son of the Pan family in front of him, he could already imagine how these people who injured Pan Chengcheng would be liquidated afterwards, as for the person who planned the Pan family, it is estimated that there will be no good end.

"Cao Shaoxia is okay, right?"

"I'm fine, I just don't know if Mr. Pan is okay."

Guan Yu opened Pan Chengyun's long hair that covered his face, only to see two lines of clear tears falling, his eyes were dull, and the clothes behind him were wounded by the sword, with more than a dozen large and small injuries, and the PG eggs were exposed outside, and in a dangerous sword, he almost cut off the incense of the Pan family directly from the rear, and I don't know if someone was fishing in troubled waters, and the communiqué was a personal vendetta.

He Pan Chengcheng came to this world and lived for nearly 30 years, and he has never suffered such grievances.

Humiliation!!!

"Pan Gongzi should be crying, he may be more aggrieved, after all, as a swordsman in Qingzhou, I didn't expect that there would be a day when my compatriots would face each other with swords, and it is understandable that I can't think about it, please rest assured that I will leave after reading Yubi, and I will not delay Pan Gongzi's injury."

The corners of Cheng Lijun's mouth were trembling, and he didn't dare to say anything to stimulate Cao An.

Although almost all of them roared in their hearts: Is it Pan Chengchan who cut it? It's you who cut it clearly!! Slut!!

Cao An bowed, "Next, I will trouble Commander Cheng to lead the way." ”

"It's a matter of duty!"

With the intervention of the city defense army, no one dared to do it, Cao An walked all the way smoothly, came to Sword Mountain, stepped on Sword Mountain step by step, just arrived here, he felt the sharp sword intent, indestructible, nothing is broken, as if to tear apart all the sword intent in the world, in Cao An's keen perception.

This sword mountain is not a mountain at all, but a real sword, an unsheathed divine sword.

The sword intent gave the mountain the god of the divine sword.

"The jade bi is halfway up the mountainside, that is, the mist that we can see when we look up, the entire sword mountain, from the clouds and mist upwards, seems to have been cut in half by a sword, leaving half of the mountain, the jade bi is perfectly embedded in it, carrying the sword intent inheritance of the ancient period, after 10,000 years of development, there are traces of my Qingzhou swordsman's battle, so that the sword intent in the sword mountain is becoming more and more intense."

Cao An nodded, not spending his own money, not distressed, recently asked the drunken immortal house to buy some books related to the history and common sense of the dynasty, but he didn't have time to read it, and he didn't know much about the development and history of Sword Mountain.

"With such a chance, didn't Qingzhou think about being a big one?" Cao An asked casually.

"The sword intent of Jianshan is heavy, not the people of one state and one place can fully comprehend, besides, the sword intent in the jade bi will not be weakened with the comprehension of others, in the world, the more people who agree with the sword theory of Jianshan, the sword intent will only become more and more intense, and it can make people who practice swords all over the world come to understand, and it is too late for us Qingzhou to be happy."

Cao An squinted slightly, feeling that this truth sounded a bit like God and faith.

'Could it be that this Qingzhou jade is not a simple sword intent inheritance? ’

The speed of a few people is not slow, less than an hour of time, they climbed the sword mountain, in front of Cao An is a wide square, because people come and go all the year round, meditating and practicing swords, so that the whole square has become flat, solid, the edge grows dense sword bamboo, the degree of lushness and quality of the sword bamboo here, obviously higher than other places.

When a few people came, the square was empty, and it should have been cleared by the Pan family in advance.

The jade bi is embedded in the mountain, like half of the mountain hidden in a beautiful glass species, at first glance, the whole jade is smooth and flawless, white and transparent, and vaguely brings a trace of coolness.

"This is Yubi, I don't know if Cao Shaoxia wants to understand it? I Guan Cao Shaoxia, you also have an iron sword in your hand, and I think you also have your own unique views on the way of the sword, maybe the sword intent in the jade bi can also help you in your cultivation. Cheng Lijun took the first step, approached the jade, and stroked the surface of the jade with one hand, while saying.

In the world, everything that involves perception and will is more loyal to those who are naturally sensitive, and Cao An is among them.

When he first saw the jade, he only felt that it was as white as jade, blooming with no light, but after fixing his mind and watching, the whole jade bi was flooded with white mist, and one after another figures flew in the white mist, and suddenly, a person and a sword broke through the fog!

It was an old man with a white beard, armed with an iron sword.

"The sword is like the chess theory, the vertical and horizontal rules, step by step, cut the fetters and contain, the thunder blows, and destroy everything, you can agree with this principle." The old man poured out while slashing with his sword.

Cao Anxin's mind moved, and the iron sword in his hand was unsheathed at some point, and in the face of the old man's decent sword, he also fought with his sword.

Cheng Lijun on the side flashed a cold glint in his eyes, but he didn't dare to act rashly, the red-faced puppet was now stepping on Pan Chengchan's neck with one foot, and was eyeing with a big knife in one hand.

Restrained his thoughts, Cheng Lijun felt that God was so unfair, he had been on this Sword Mountain for seven days and seven nights before he got a wisp of inheritance, but this Cao An, just arrived in Sword Mountain, he only took a few glances at the jade bi, and this glance has already been inherited.

During the battle, Cao An became more and more frightened, and he was still a little comfortable at first, but as the old man's sword moves were handed out unhurriedly, the feeling of not being under his control became stronger and stronger, and his sword was like completely walking on the path predetermined by the old man's sword moves, and he also wanted to change his moves.

But he can't change, once he changes, he will be killed by a sword first.

'Cutting off the fetters and bindings, is this the shackling and binding?' Recalling what the old man said before, Cao Anxin felt a hint of enlightenment, he didn't understand Go, but when he played chess, some of his feelings were similar, and the current situation was somewhat similar to playing chess with his classmates in his previous life.

Those old silver coins, each laid out in advance, tied their chess pieces with the fewest chess pieces, and led the whole body, and could only be led by the nose.

If it goes on like this, it will be a slow death, but otherwise, Cao An will collapse directly immediately.

That feeling of grievance, indescribable, the battle of sword intent, straight to the heart, straight to the heart, Cao Anxin was a little confused, and the sword moves under his hands also became scattered.

Guan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Cao An's side, but he couldn't help Cao An, it was a battle of ideas above his mind, Cao An could only rely on himself, and Cheng Lijun on the side didn't feel much.

Everyone has lost on Sword Mountain, in the Sword Mountain inheritance, it is not important to win or lose, the important thing is the inheritance, and if you lose, you will generally recognize the other party's sword theory, obtain the inheritance, and embark on the path of other people's swords.

Looking at Cao An's appearance, he was probably about to lose, and he didn't know which swordsman's predecessor he had obtained.

A little essence appeared, a sword pierced the eyebrows, Cao An lost, and he was defeated!