"Boss, is the water here just to be beaten?" Yang Ming took a blanket of water bottles, and after walking for a long time, he finally found an inn with a well, and there was a swordsman in purple clothes standing next to the well, and he didn't know what he was doing.

"Ah, are you telling me?" Yun Qiuchen looked left and right, and no one else seemed to be present, so this sentence was told to me.

"Ah, aren't you the boss here......?" Yang Ming was stunned, arched his hand and asked the guy sitting in the store, and finally handed him four or five copper plates and came back to fetch water.

"Brother Tai, dare to ask, how to get to Jiangcheng?" Yun Qiuchen thought for a while, raised his hand to salute, and his voice was gentle.

"Hmm, Jiangcheng, just go south, and then ...... I don't know exactly where to turn, so you can just ask as you go. Yang Ming thought about it, except for going south, he really didn't know how to go to Jiangcheng.

Yun Qiuchen nodded when he heard this, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Yang Ming say something again.

"In this way, I have a few friends from Jiangcheng who are in Shiratoridu, let me take you over and ask them? ”

Yun Qiuchen's big eyes were full of surprise: "Thank you, brother, dare to ask brother's surname." ”

"The surname is Yang. Yang Ming replied, his head still on the side of the well, as if he heard the young man saying don't fight so much, but he ignored it.

The money is all given, and I still care about you?

When Yun Qiuchen heard Yang Ming say that his surname was Yang, his eyes rolled, but it didn't look like the picture he received, it shouldn't be his goal.

"Let's go, I'm full of water. Yang Ming finally filled the water in the kettle, stood up and walked out amid the young man's scolding.

Yun Qiuchen smiled lightly, and pressed the yellow ancient sword on his waist hard, the ancient sword seemed to be about to absorb a wisp of Yang Ming's yang qi, but when Yun Qiuchen suppressed it, there was no movement.

"What do you call Childe?"

"My surname is Yun. ”

"What was Yun Gongzi doing by the well just now?" Yang Ming remembered that Yun Qiuchen was standing next to the well just now, and was a little curious.

Yun Qiuchen hesitated for a moment, as if he was wondering if he could say it, looking at Yang Ming's sincere eyes, he finally opened his mouth.

"I'm training my sword with water. ”

"Sacrifice practice, sword practice?" Yang Ming was a little interested: "Can you practice sword practice with water?

Yun Qiuchen smiled: "Brother Yang, it's not about practicing swords, it's about sacrificing swords." ”

"My sword has something to do with the time of day, and at this time, I must drink a sip of water in this season every day, so as to nourish the qi of this season stored in the sword. ”

Yang Ming smashed his tongue: "This sword sounds so advanced, I'm afraid it's not a heavenly immortal soldier." ”

Yun Qiuchen didn't answer this sentence, and looked at the long knife hanging from Yang Ming's waist that could faintly see the dragon mouth spitting out a sharp blade.

"Brother Yang's knife is not extraordinary, right? It's not just decorated with a dragon's head, there is a faint dragon qi coming out through the scabbard, but it owes a trace of water, and there is no river to raise dragons, and the dragon will be damaged. "Yun Qiuchen seems to know weapons very well, and he hasn't seen the blade of the Dragon King Knife yet, so he talks about whether this knife should be or not.

"How do you get this knife? Yun Gongzi is very good at weapons?"

"It's just a crazy demon who practices swordsmanship, and this time I went to Jiangcheng to compete in swordsmanship, but I don't know if I can meet a real opponent. Yun Qiuchen looked at his sword, lowered his head and sighed.

"Did Yun Gongzi come from the north? Come from the north, and don't know the road to Jiangcheng, isn't he a native of the Great Sui?" Yang Mingmo rubbed his chin and said his speculation.

"Brother Yang, but what kind of prejudice does he have against the Sui people?" Yun Qiuchen's eyes were a little apologetic: "If Brother Yang is biased, then Yun has no choice but to disturb Childe's eyes." ”

"Ahhh Yang Ming found that Yun Qiuji had misunderstood, so he explained, and the two of them walked to the carriage with a smile.

At this time, Yang Changlin appeared from the street, carrying a large amount of food on his back, and when he was halfway there, a very accidental moment, Yun Qiuchen looked up and saw Yang Changlin.

"Second Highness, the grass people are worshipping the sword Gutai Yunqiu Trace, and they are here to welcome the return of the Second Highness to Sui. Yun Qiuchen immediately took a few steps forward, bowed to Yang Changlin, and smiled.

Yang Changlin's expression instantly became nervous, as soon as his hand loosened, the pile of grain on his shoulder fell to the ground, and his hand subconsciously touched the hilt of the sword.

Yang Ming only saw Yang Changlin drop the grain on the ground, and couldn't help but pout: "Are you old?"

Yang Changlin's lips trembled a few times, the long sword in his hand was out of the sheath and out of proportion, and an extremely cold sword aura had suppressed Yang Changlin's whole body, although the ancient sword on his waist was not unsheathed, the sword qi had overflowed, making Yang Changlin dare not move.

Yun Qiuchen patted the scabbard, the ancient sword instantly withdrew the sword qi released by itself, and Yun Qiuchen bowed his head again.

"Your Highness's forgiveness, this is the ancient sword's own will, the grass people have suppressed it, and they dare to ask Your Highness, where is the master of the fast sword gate guarding His Highness?"

Yang Ming noticed that something was wrong, walked over, and slowly sandwiched Yun Qiuji diagonally with Yang Changlin.

"Yun Gongzi, you ......"

"I'm from the Raven Guard. Yun Qiuchen directly said the guess in Yang Ming's heart.

The gentle words were like thunder in Yang Ming's heart, and Yang Ming's right hand instantly rested on the Dragon King's hilt, and an inch of snow-white blade was exposed.

Yun Qiuchen held his forehead a little helplessly: "Two, I really don't have the idea of being an enemy of you, I just want to find the master of the fast sword sect who is known as the first sword of Chen Guo." ”

Yang Ming and Yang Changlin looked at each other, and they were a little puzzled.

Yun Qiuji slowly moved to the side, his hands raised high.

"Is that enough for the two of you to believe me?"

"You came all the way here just to find someone from the Kuaijian Gate to fight?" Yang Ming asked, and halfway through the question, he saw Yang Changlin on the side stomping his feet a little, and he also understood in his heart.

"Sure enough, there is a senior from the Kuajian Gate, and I would like to ask Brother Yang and His Second Highness, where is that senior now?"

"If you compare swords, I can also compare with you. Yang Changlin stood in front of Yang Ming: "I have also practiced swordsmanship for many years, but I am qualified to fight with Yun Gongzi?"

Yang Ming already knew in his heart that Yang Changlin's move was to test how much strength this Yun Qiu Scar had, the second was to see how strong the assassin sent by Yang Jian was, and the third was to consume a little Yun Qiu Scar's true qi and strength for Pei Yu.

Yun Qiuchen smiled and narrowed his eyes: "If the Second Highness has this heart, I can naturally try it with the Second Highness, I will try my best to suppress the sword qi of the ancient sword, and use the sword technique of the Condensing Yuan Realm to fight with the Second Highness." ”

Yang Ming looked at the yellow sword, and said in his heart that this is okay, otherwise with such an evil sword, Yang Changlin would have lost.

Yang Changlin nodded, his hand gradually pulled out the sword, holding it in one hand diagonally to the side, and the other hand was slightly behind his back, seemingly casual, but his whole body was facing Yun Qiuji.

"I drew my sword too. Yun Qiuji muttered in a low voice.

"My ancient sword name is Qiu Zhi, and I hope that Yun can be undefeated today. ”

The yellow long sword slowly came out of its sheath, and it was clear that the sword qi was condensed on the blade, but it still made everyone feel cold, and the originally somewhat sultry weather suddenly became too cool, just like from the end of summer to the late autumn.

"Make a move. As soon as the Yun Qiu Scar Sword came out of its sheath, the little warmth left in his voice slowly disappeared, his voice became a little cold, and the smile on his face gradually converged.

Yang Changlin nodded, and the long sword stabbed over.

Yun Qiujian's movements seemed to be slow, but in fact they were extremely fast, one sword hit Yang Changlin's sword body at a zigzag angle, and the next sword bypassed Yang Changlin's sword at a faster speed and stabbed straight into the chest.

Yang Changlin was shocked, he thought that Yun Qiujian's swordsmanship was superb, but he didn't expect that the other party suppressed the cultivation to the point that the two sides were almost the same, and the treacherous and unpredictable nature of this sword still made it difficult for Yang Changlin to resist.

When Yun Qiuji's sword was about to hit Yang Changlin's chest, he quickly retracted his sword, and the sword body entered the sheath like a trace of light returning to the end, and the chill between heaven and earth disappeared like this.

"I'm defeated......" Yang Changlin's face turned pale, he took a few steps back, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry Second Highness, my autumn solstice, every time I win a swordsman, I will attract half of the swordsman's yang energy to do late summer, so as to slowly condense into the sword qi of the autumn solstice, it is not that the grass people deliberately hurt His Highness, and I ask Your Highness for forgiveness. ”

Yang Changlin clutched his chest, Yang Ming came over and picked up the sword and put it back in the scabbard, slowly patting Yang Changlin's back.

"Second Highness, Brother Yang, can you tell me where the seniors of the Kuaijian Gate are now?"

Yang Ming turned his head to look at Yun Qiujian, his face was a little complicated, this swordsman was extremely powerful, and he estimated that he would not have a chance of winning if he went up, but the only good thing was that if he fought against himself, he should also be overwhelmed, and he would have some advantages.

"I won't tell ......" Before Yang Changlin finished speaking, Pei Yu, who came from the side, stood directly beside Yang Ming and Yang Changlin.

"I'm right here, and my seniors still can't afford it, so I'm just asking each other for advice. Pei Yu arched his hand, and the unsheathed bamboo sword at his waist was particularly eye-catching.

"May I also ask the name of this brother of Kuaijianmen?" Yun Qiuchen was a little happy, and just after the competition, the enemy he really wanted stood up.

"My surname is Pei. ”

"Brother Pei, surnamed Yun, is a disciple of the Sword Gutai, and today he asked the Sword Kuaijian Gate. ”

Pei Yu's face was expressionless, and he slowly pulled out his bamboo sword, it seemed that there was already a little bit of true qi spread between the two, and some white mangs also fell on the bamboo sword.

"The fast sword gate leaves the hand swordsmanship, and it really lives up to its reputation. "Yun Qiuji, smash it, smash it, smash it.

"Then Yun Mou's side has a sword, Brother Pei rest assured, Yun Mou will not use the sharpness of the sword to defeat Brother Pei, but use his true qi to cover the sharpness of the autumn solstice. ”

Yun Qiuji's Qiu Zhi was unsheathed again, and the chill came, and another purple true qi drilled out from Yun Qiu Zhen's palm, covering Qiu Zhi's sword edge.

"Offended. ”