In the records of the Relocation Division, Qin Gu's father Jiang Chenghuo died at the hands of his fellow disciples, and this person's cultivation was close to the merger period, and together with Jiang Chenghuo, he was called "Cangshan Shuangjie" by the cultivation world at that time;

Everyone thought that after Jiang Chenghuo succeeded to the head of the Cangshan faction, his junior brother assisted him, and the two would lead the Cangshan faction to regain its glory, who would have thought-

The mountains are in turmoil, the blood is drifting,

Jiang Cheng fought to the exhaustion, and he had already killed all the monsters that were causing chaos, but when the Cangshan faction celebrated the victory, he was stabbed through the heart with a sword.

It was the junior brother who grew up with him and even stood beside him at that time.

When the other sects arrived, Jiang Chenghuo was already alive.

And the junior brother who fell into the devil's path was not executed for some reason, but was imprisoned in a forbidden place.

The man in blue seemed to sense the surging emotions in Qin Gu's eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked a distorted arc: "Senior brother and I joked that in the future, you won't call me uncle, but call me uncle." Later, the senior brother died, I once met you, you were still in swaddling clothes, and Qin Rulian brought you here. ... It turns out that almost twenty years have passed. ”

After he finished speaking, his eyes that lit up like ghost fire fell on Qin Gu's face: "Nephew, it turns out that you have grown so big. I wonder if my brother will be surprised to see you? Or happy? Don't worry, I'll reunite your father and son. ”

As he spoke, his hand reached to his waist, and his palm touched the scabbard;

A red light suddenly lit up, and the man blocked Ji Yun's attack, and threw his arm back impatiently, smashing Ji Yun's whole person to the ground, and scolded: "One or two, all like cockroaches." ”

Ji Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, and his arm was on the ground several times, but he couldn't stand up.

The hatred engraved in his veins burned brightly, Qin Gu grabbed his broken right arm violently, pinched his palm fiercely, and forcibly took the broken bone back regardless of it.

He was in a cold sweat of pain, but he was extremely conscious, and the Hengqiu Sword turned into a fierce autumn wind and slashed at the man in blue.

The man in blue looked surprised, drew his sword to block, and his face was full of disgust: "Look at the way you are crooked, aren't you afraid that this hand will be crippled?" ”

The two swords collided together, and the sword body unexpectedly shone brightly at the same time, and it seemed that a hoarse sound was faintly heard, like a whale jumping out of the sea, and like waves crashing against a reef.

It is the meeting of enemies, and the reunion of old people.

"By the way, I haven't told you my name yet," the man in blue pressed his sword closer, like a teasing plaything, and the competition of sword moves has turned into a contest of internal strength, "My name is Han Chengming, this sword is called Swallowing Sea, and the Hengqiu Sword with Senior Brother is a twin sword, back then, I used this sword to stab Senior Brother in the heart." ”

into noise, into a sound;

Hengqiu, swallowing the sea.

No one thought that the Cangshan Shuangjie, who attracted the attention of thousands of people, would end up in the way of the junior brother killing the senior brother.

"Bang!" With a bang, Han Chengming was still in place, but Qin Gu was swept upside down by the qi wave and flew out, he barely kept standing with his sword, swallowing the blood in his throat, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were soaked in anger, full of bloodshots.

Han Chengming smiled: "The little nephew is already about to break through the out-of-body realm?" That's nice, but... Have you heard of it? There are tens of thousands of monks in the cultivation realm, and most of them can only stay in the out-of-body and out-of-body and incarnate gods in their lives, but it is the first barrier that the monks need to cross. ”

"Even a genius like Senior Brother spent a while working hard back then."

Han Chengming's every sentence seemed to be nostalgic, and every sentence was stubbornly trampled on Qin Gu's pain points.

The heart seemed to be torn apart piece by piece, this was the first time that Qin Gu had been affected by emotions in such a field for several years.

It seemed that only Han Chengming, who was dressed in blue, was left between heaven and earth, and the other party's contemptuous eyes were like a boning knife slashing at Qin Gu's heart.

How could he deserve to talk about his father?! How dare he?!

Suddenly, the over-electric numbness rushed to the hand holding the sword, Qin Gu snorted unexpectedly, he thought it was the sequelae left by the indiscriminate connection of his arm, and when he lowered his head, he vaguely saw that the blade of the Hengqiu Sword was watery, gradually merging with his red spiritual power.

Somehow, he realized at once that there was a remnant of Jiang Chenghuo's spiritual breath on the Hengqiu Sword, and it was his father who reminded him.

Reminding him not to be driven by anger and to calm down.

Qin Gu was secretly afraid, if it weren't for Hengqiu Sword to call him in time, he would probably have drawn his sword and slashed it at this moment.

Being manipulated by anger and losing his mind is exactly what Han Chengming wants to see.

Qin Gu took a deep breath and stood up again with his sword.

Han Chengming was stunned for a moment, the young man's face was still cold, and anger could be seen, but his eyes were clear, and there was no sign of losing control.

He undoubtedly gave birth to a good skin, with outstanding bones, but the outline was soft, like the dead Jiang Chenghuo, only the pair of aggressive peach blossom eyes shattered this gentle illusion and revealed the inside of the fierce beast.

Like a small beast, he stared fiercely at his father's killer.

Han Chengming stopped laughing, he was dissatisfied that Qin Gu looked so much like Jiang Chenghuo, but he lived like Qin Rulian.

"You shouldn't look at me like that," Han Chengming said, he thought about gouging out those eyes, maybe Qin Gu would be more like Jiang Chenghuo, "I can't help myself." ”

The Sea Swallowing Sword let out a sword roar, like the distant call of an ancient giant whale, and Han Chengming's fingertips brushed the blade: "Everyone says that Senior Brother is stronger than me, yes, his realm is higher than mine, but that's because he started earlier than me, didn't he die under my sword in the end?" ”

He seemed to be muttering to himself, and only after the last sentence did he look at Qin Gu: "Now, his son will also die under my sword." Ha ha... I wish everyone could see this. ”

Han Chengming flashed in front of Qin Gu, the sea-swallowing sword was hanging high, the momentum was like a wave toppling, he deliberately used the swordsmanship of the Cangshan faction, and every wave was like trampling on Qin Gu's heart: "Farewell, my nephew." ”

As the sharp drill formed by the stormy waves rolled towards Qin Gu's eyebrows, a maple forest grew on the ground under the feet of the two, and the barrier formed by the golden red maple leaves covered Qin Gu.

Han Chengming was very surprised, and added another bit of strength to his hand, reminding: "Your domain is going to be shattered." ”

The field of the out-of-body period is like a newborn fledgling, weak and fragile, and the field is born from the primordial spirit, once it is broken, the monk will be subjected to a thousand-fold backlash.

What's more, he is facing a monk who is in the Great Perfection of the Transformation Period.

The two are not in the same order of magnitude at all.

Qin Gu was cornered by him, Han Chengming felt hearty and refreshed, the seaspout split into three bundles, and pounced on the fragile barrier of the maple leaf, and the maple forest shook violently, letting out an overwhelmed moan.

However, in the next moment, a black eagle with several wings broke through the barrier, the obsidian-like beak of the bird opened, and let out a cry, and everywhere it went, bright flowers bloomed side by side, and the poisonous mist overflowed, constantly approaching Han Chengming;

Heaven and earth cracked, dark clouds were thick, there was magma gushing out from the cracks in the sky, the sorrow of heaven and earth was deafening, it seemed that some giant beast wanted to show its form, but in the end it only turned into a purple black spiritual light and shrouded Qin Gu's body.

The triple realm overlaps, keeping the waves firmly out.

The spiritual power of the Hengqiu sword tip flowed, and Qin Gu Hengjian was in front of him, his eyes were awe-inspiring: "Here... I'm not alone! ”

The roaring waves crashed against the barrier, and the maple grove grew violently, shivering under the wash of the waves, but never falling, stubbornly taking root, forcing the water to disperse, and occasionally pouring into the rhizomes to be swallowed.

Han Chengming let out a "tsk", and swung out two sword lights, and the water curtain lifted with the sword momentum, and the head and face were poured down towards Qin Gu.

The Sea Swallowing Sword immediately broke through the water curtain and stabbed fiercely at the direction of Qin Gu's neck.

Unexpectedly, the false sword did not achieve the expected effect, Qin Gu's eyes did not even defocus for a moment, he stared at Han Chengming intently, and he raised his sword to block!

The tooth-sore sound of iron grinding came again, and Qin Gu took a step back, cultivating to Furu in the end;

Han Chengming was about to take advantage of the momentum to pursue, but the black eagle's claws were like silver hooks, and he grabbed Han Chengming's neck without squinting.

Han Chengming was forced to turn his head to dodge, and another cold light hit the door in front of him, Han Chengming turned over and jumped, and the distance between him and Qin Gu was pulled apart.

Qin Gu gasped and laughed, and the peach blossom eyes that were raised made Han Chengming's heart burn, "It's far from the time to say goodbye, uncle." ”