In a cloudy world, in a dilapidated courtyard, two figures staggered back and forth, the sword light shone, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The walls were shaken by sword qi and cracks became more and more.

Yi Xiaofeng performed the first style of match swordsmanship, the sword moves were ever-changing, and the footwork was also quite mysterious.

The man in the cloth behaved very calmly, using his sword qi to see the moves, blocking all of Yi Xiaofeng's attacks.

At first glance, Yi Xiaofeng doesn't look like a novice swordsman at all, as if he has been studying kendo for decades.

Facing the clothed man, Yi Xiaofeng felt very comfortable.

At this moment, he really felt his transformation.

He's a swordsman now!

......

Inside a dark hall.

A white-haired old man was meditating, and two green flames were burning on the palms of his hands, burning brightly, changing into other shapes from time to time, as if there was life.

The door suddenly opened, and a figure walked in.

It is the song of the young castle master.

He walked up to the white-haired old man and knelt down, and said respectfully: "Ancestor, there is already chaos in the castle at present, and the two realms of righteousness and demons are killing each other, presumably if this continues, it will not disturb your breakthrough." ”

The white-haired old man didn't open his eyes, and slowly spoke: "The Sword Saint is still in the castle, although he has been cursed by me, his cultivation is too strong, and he is still a huge threat to Zhuoye Castle. ”

Juggernaut!

Shan Tiange's eyes flickered.

He hesitated: "The Sword Saint can't be killed, not to mention his powerful and almost invincible swordsmanship, the Queen Mother of the Northern Wei Dynasty has always had a soft spot for him, and the emperor is also in awe of the Sword Saint, if it weren't for the Sword Saint back then, the emperor may have died in front of the Imperial City Gate, if the Sword Saint died in Zhuoye Castle, the Northern Wei Dynasty would probably ......."

Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao is a myth in Daqianzhou!

Any sword cultivator would revere him.

"It's okay, when I succeed in breaking through, the Northern Wei Dynasty can't stop us, I will take you to another place, and then build Zhuoye Fort, and you will be the lord of the castle. ”

"At the moment, I can't act, I can only curse, so all actions still depend on you, and besides, the feeding of the colorful glass tree cannot be stopped. ”

The white-haired old man replied, his eyes flickering when he heard Shan Tiange.

......

In a blink of an eye.

Two days and two nights passed, and it came to the third day.

Yi Xiaofeng and the people in the clothes have been learning swordsmanship, and there are a lot of pills hidden in the storage ring of the people in the clothes.

One of the pills can be used as food, and it doesn't need to be excreted, it can be directly refined, turned into spiritual power to satisfy hunger, relying on this pill, Yi Xiaofeng can devote himself to sword training.

In the afternoon of this day, it was about five o'clock.

The man in the cloth interrupted Yi Xiaofeng's sword practice and said: "Okay, it's almost time, it's time to act, you didn't go to the castle lord's seventieth birthday banquet yesterday, I'm afraid it will cause trouble, next, your task is the same as mine, to do the right thing for heaven and rescue those innocent people who were arrested." ”

The man in the lily coat spread out his left hand, and a set of lily clothes and hats appeared in his hand, and he threw them directly to Yi Xiaofeng.

"Wear it, hide your identity, and stop the evils of Castle Zoe, and your sword is too eye-catching, so change it. ”

The man in the cloth took out another long sword and threw it to Yi Xiaofeng.

After doing all this, the man in the cloth jumped forward, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Yi Xiaofeng put on the coat and hat again.

There is also a black scarf in the cap, which can cover half of the face.

The clothes are larger, and Yi Xiaofeng can hide the blue-nosed sword well.

He drew the long sword that the man had given him, it was bright, four fingers wide, and a little heavy to hold.

The audience was amazed:

"It's kind of handsome!"

"Yes, there is a style!"

"Next is the time to brush the Castle of the Night!"

"In the past two days, I have learned a lot from watching the live broadcast, and I feel that I am also a swordsman. ”

"Hahaha, fortunately he didn't go to the seventieth birthday banquet last night, otherwise he would have been targeted to death, the blood head and some players have already united, and they want to slash Yi Xiaofeng. ”

"High energy ahead, I have already begun to look forward to Yi Xiaofeng's performance!"

......

Yi Xiaofeng did not leave in a hurry, but came to a wall.

Two days ago, he saw a red light in the crack of the wall, but Bai Hongxiao was there, and he didn't dare to dig it out.

He came to the crack in the wall, pulled out his blue-nosed sword, and pulled it in.

The audience was puzzled.

What's hidden in this?

Soon, Yi Xiaofeng took out a piece of paper from the crack in the wall.

This turned out to be a map, recording the entire Zhuoye Fort, in which there is a black group, there is a tree shadow in the black group, it is estimated that this black group is what the people call the black hole, and the tree shadow is the colorful glass tree.

What really attracted Yi Xiaofeng was a ring stuck to the paper.

Storage Ring: Contains 5 cubic meters of space, not for ordinary living animals.

"It's a storage ring!"

Yi Xiaofeng was instantly pleasantly surprised.

He was missing it.

He has too many things hidden on him, and he is always afraid of losing them when he carries them.

He immediately began to drip blood to confess the Lord.

The method of confessing the Lord had been taught before in the valley.

It took about half an hour for Yi Xiaofeng to successfully recognize the owner of the storage ring, and then put it on the middle finger of his left hand, and put all the cheats, blue-nosed sword, Danfang, etc. on his body into the storage ring.

When he was done, he suddenly felt relaxed.

All that was left of his left hand was a piece of iron.

This is what I saw in a rainstorm after seeing the man for the first time.

The iron sheet is only the size of a palm.

Yi Xiaofeng looked fixedly, wanting to see through the origin of the iron piece:

Molten Gold and Iron: It can perfectly fuse different metal materials together, and it is a relatively rare material in the cultivation realm, produced in the soil of the colorful glazed tree.

......

Colorful glass trees?

Yi Xiaofeng put the melted gold iron into the storage ring, he frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Was this piece of molten gold iron dropped by Bai Hongxiao, or was it lost by the others in Zhuoye Castle?

Yi Xiaofeng thought as he pulled up the black scarf on his face to cover his mouth and nose, and then walked out of this courtyard with his sword.

In the past two days, a total of nearly 20 players have been eliminated, excluding Zeng Shu, Qin Qinxue, and Xu Lang.

Especially last night, at the 70th birthday banquet of the old castle lord, eight players died in a row.

Yi Xiaofeng didn't go to the killing ground last night, and he felt that he was likely to be wanted.

But he didn't panic at all now, and he was even looking forward to it.

After his spiritual power increased dramatically and he had an epiphany of swordsmanship, he had been reborn.

The first goal.

Patrol Leader Joe Iron Fist!

When he came to the streets of Zhuoye Castle, Yi Xiaofeng found that there were still not many people coming and going.

He chooses those uninhabited alleys to shuttle.

If he encounters an enemy here, Yi Xiaofeng can easily solve it.

Enemies that are too spacious are vulnerable to siege.

A light rain began to fall.

Wearing a robe, Yi Xiaofeng finally realized what it was like to be an assassin, and walking in the rain, he felt that he was the protagonist.

Fun!

"Hurry up, search every alley around here, even if it's a rice bowl, you'll have to open it for me!"

A gruff voice came from around the corner ahead.

Yi Xiaofeng immediately jumped up, easily jumped onto the eaves, and then squatted down.

The match swordsmanship contains light footwork, and with the help of the spiritual power of the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, it is easy for him to fly the eaves and walk the wall.

He looked over and saw a group of Zhuoye Fort disciples walking briskly.

He suddenly saw that Yang Yu was also in the ranks, he was tied up, and the disciples of Zhuoye Fort pushed him forward.

This guy is really unlucky.

"Let me go, what do you want to do? I'm not a murderer, what are you going to do with me?" Yang Yu asked angrily.

Smack-

The middle-aged man next to him slapped him directly and scolded: "No more nonsense, Lao Tzu pulled out your tongue!"

Yang Yu's eyes instantly turned red.

I, Yang, have never suffered such grievances since I was a child!