An unknown era, an unknown land. Chaos begins to open, and the earth begins to begin. It was a time when there was no rule, no king, and no war.

But if there is no war, it does not mean that there is no killing. People are accustomed to using weapons, such as cooks who use kitchen knives, farmers who use hoes, and porters who use flat poles. Over time, swords were made, and swordsmanship came into being, and more and more swordsmen appeared in this era without war.

In the era when there is no law, whoever has the sword in his hand is faster, who is the winner, and the final result of the loser is not crippled, he can't practice the sword in this life, or he throws his life under the sword.

Later, the world ranked a list of swordsmen according to the strength of their swords, known as the Sword Immortal List, and the top ten swordsmen on the list were qualified to be called Sword Immortals.

With the Sword Immortal List, there is a corresponding Mingjian Pavilion, which is responsible for ranking the swordsmen in the world, and there will be a tall Mingjian Pavilion in every big city.

The disciples in the Ming Sword Pavilion are called "Sword Heads" and are responsible for gathering information and recording results.

In the early years, the Mingjian Pavilion used the flying pigeon to pass the book as a means of communication, and the list was changed every day. Later, the Ming Sword Pavilion cultivated a group of Divine Falcons, which could fly thousands of miles every day, and the Sword Immortal List could be updated once in an hour, so the competition for the Sword Immortal List became more intense.

And the word sword fairy is just a nickname given to himself by the person who uses the sword. The so-called sword immortals are all heinous people.

Xiao Ruyi, the first person on the sword immortal list, held an Aolai sword, three feet six long, made by the East China Sea Xuantie, and there were 271 souls under the sword, ranking first on the list.

Therefore, the sword immortal is just a group of people who regard life as ants, and the birth of each sword immortal means the demise of a group of swordsmen.

The people on the sword immortal list mean that they have to accept the challenge of all the swordsmen in the world, and if they fail to challenge, they will die, win, and they will only bear another human life.

In Daxing City, a cloud tourist inn, a man in white carries a bulging baggage. He strode into the inn, slammed the burden in his hand on the table, and it seemed that some dark black liquid had splashed out of his bag, sprayed on the ground, and soon solidified and thickened.

"Little Er, warm a pot of wine. The man in white threw two copper coins at the shopkeeper in front of the counter, who was counting the accounts.

The two copper coins crossed a graceful arc in the air and landed impartially in front of the shopkeeper who had no head.

I've long been used to it.

Throwing out the wine money, the man in white didn't care about anything else, and glanced at the wine table beside him, where sat a man in a black robe, about twenty-five or sixteen, with white embroidery tattooed on his black clothes, and a sword with wrong handles.

Everyone knows that Su Taibai, the sword head of the Ming Sword Pavilion in Daxing City, likes to drink the most on weekdays, so it is right to come to the wine shop to find him.

Looking at the burden in front of him, Su Taibai, who was full of alcohol, stretched out a hand, opened his bag, and continued to carry peanuts into his mouth.

The cloth bag was untied, and inside was a human head, and the bowl-sized wound was shocking and disgusting.

But Jianshou had long been accustomed to all this, and even the drinkers in the inn didn't care. In these years, there are too many people who have died, and everyone has become numb. While confirming the corpse in front of him, Su Taibai raised his wine glass again and drank happily.

"Yo, Zhang Yijian, there is one more head in your hand? This is the one hundred and forty-nine, right? Two more, you can surpass Lu Sanlang and become the sixth on the Sword Immortal List." Xiao Er brought the wine bowl, looked at the head on the table, and laughed softly.

"It's almost coming, and there are always a lot of people who are not afraid of death this year. Zhang Yijian proudly touched the sword in his hand.

"But you have to be careful, I heard that Wang Yigui, who is eighth on the Sword Immortal List, was just cut down by a young swordsman not long ago, and the ninth and tenth places on the Sword Immortal List also died at his hands, so maybe the next one will be you. ”

"Let him come, I'm not afraid of any young swordsman, genius, I've seen too much. Zhang Yijian waved his hand nonchalantly, reached out and took the wine bowl handed over by Xiao Er, and drank it all.

"How is it, Old Su, is it confirmed?" This Su Taibai looks much younger than Zhang Yijian, but "old" is the swordsman's honorific title for the head of the sword.

Su Taibai squinted his eyes slightly, smashed his mouth, and seemed to be savoring the wine he had just swallowed, "Li Zimo, the twenty-seventh on the Sword Immortal List, is accustomed to using double swords, and there are a total of sixty-seven people under the sword. ”

If you want to enter the top ten of the Sword Immortal List, it is easy to attract hatred by killing the ring, so the best way is to find the top ten Sword Immortals on the Sword Immortal List, challenge them, and if you win, you can inherit their number of heads.

"Su Lao has good eyesight. Zhang Yijian laughed, "This person is making a pair of male and female double swords, but it's a pity that his double sword meets my sword, and the male and female are indistinguishable!"

Su Taibai didn't speak, put his finger into his mouth and whistled sharply.

A gray-black falcon swooped down from the sky and flew into the inn, a pair of eagle-eyed people embarrassed. It is larger and more majestic than the average eagle, and can even blow away an adult when its wings are agitated.

Su Taibai took out a pen and paper from his arms and wrote a line of black words on the paper.

"Zhang Yijian, the sixth place on the Sword Immortal List, has increased by one, and Li Zimo, the twenty-seventh on the Sword Immortal List, has died. ”

Then he sighed lightly and let the falcon fly up into the clouds.

"Thank you, Su Lao. Zhang Yijian bowed to Su Taibai, and Guozixing's face was full of pride.

"By the way, Su Lao, I heard that there is one in these two days

A new swordsman, is he in the limelight, right?" After thanking Su Taibai, Zhang Yijian asked casually.

Although he didn't care about the swordsman on the surface, he actually wanted to know more about him, after all, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent was the only way to win a hundred battles.

Su Taibai held the wine glass and tilted his head to think for a while.

"The Sword Immortal List is ranked eighth, Yu Qiushui. He just inherited Wang Yigui's one hundred and thirty-three people yesterday, and now he is one hundred and thirty-four. ”

"One hundred and thirty-four?" Zhang Yijian calculated in his heart for a while, so that he was only fifteen people away from his position.

"Wait, you said his name is Yu Qiushui?" Just finished calculating in his heart, Zhang Yijian was suddenly stunned, because of this name, he had heard of it.

"Is that the Yu Qiushui who killed the Luo Shen Craftsman and took away the sword he just forged?"

There are those who are good at using swords, and there will naturally be those who are good at forging swords. This Luo Shen craftsman is the world's first swordsmith, I heard that Xiao Ruyi, who is the first on the sword fairy list, is holding the Aolai sword in his hand, and every swordsman is proud of the sword he casts.

I heard that this Luo Shen craftsman stayed in the sword furnace for nine hundred and eighty-one days and refined a peerless sword. As soon as the sword came out, it was snatched away by a swordsman named Yu Qiushui, and Luo Shenjiang was also killed by him.

Therefore, Yu Qiushui also became the target of everyone, and everyone wanted to kill him and snatch the sword from his hand.

In this case, Yu Qiushui did not hide, but challenged the top ten swordsmen with great fanfare, which was really daring.

In this way, Zhang Yijian was interested in this Yu Qiushui, to be precise, interested in the sword. He touched his sword, which was also from the hand of the Roselle craftsman, and accompanied him through many springs and autumns.

"Does Old Su know what that sword looks like?"

Su Taibai shook his head slightly, the sword head knew the world, but there were still things he hadn't seen.

"I only know that the sword is called Haoque, three feet seven long and two inches wide, and the people who have seen that sword are basically dead. Su Taibai sighed again.

He was right, the three members of the Sword Immortal List who had seen that sword were all dead.

"I really want to see that sword!" Zhang Yijian also sighed, swordsmen love swords like life, not to mention that this is a sword that can be called the first sword in the world.

"Since you want to meet, let you see it. As soon as Zhang Yijian's words fell, a gray-robed man walked into the cloud guest inn, he was wearing a coarse robe, his chin was blue, his sharp eyebrows were curved high like a sword, and his deep eyes were full of perceptible sword intent.

A sword casually wrapped in rags around his back, the hilt of which is black, proves that he is a swordsman, a swordsman who does not even have a scabbard.

"Little Er, fill my flask. The words seemed to be what he said, but he didn't even glance at Zhang Yijian, walked straight to the counter, handed the purple gourd on his waist to Xiao Er, and immediately discharged a few big coins.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yijian frowned and looked at the visitor, a little dissatisfied with his arrogance.

Su Taibai became rare and serious, he put down his wine glass, and looked at the man in front of him with Zhang Yijian.

"It's funny that you're talking about me and you don't know who I am. The man finally turned around, raised an eyebrow, and his voice was deep.

"Yu, autumn, water. Zhang Yijian's pupils shrank, he guessed that Yu Qiushui would come to him, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

"How many spoonfuls do you need to fill this flask?" Yu Qiushui asked Xiao Er.

Xiao Er looked at the size of the gourd, then looked at the wine scoop in his hand, and answered truthfully.

"Four scoops. ”

"If you don't die before the wine is full, I'll lose. Yu Qiushui smiled, without extra words. The flask in his hand was not large, only the size of a palm. The little two glanced at Zhang Yijian, whose face was like pig's liver, and still took the gourd in a trembling manner.

The slender liquor is poured into the gourd, and this is the first spoonful.

"Look for death!" Zhang Yijian was furious, he didn't expect Yu Qiushui to be so rampant, so he drew his sword and stabbed at him.

Yu Qiushui hadn't drawn his sword yet, but Zhang Yijian couldn't care so much, because Su Taibai was present, he was eager to prove himself, eager to turn this Yu Qiushui into the one hundred and fiftieth soul under his sword.

"Too slow. Yu Qiushui replied lightly, he still didn't draw his sword, but with a slight touch of his toes, he casually dissolved the menacing sword of Zhang Yijian.

"Aren't you called Zhang Yijian?

He was born tall and tall, but his eyes were light and moving, not like his tall stature.

"You give me death. Zhang Yijian was repeatedly ridiculed, and his steps were already chaotic.

Su Taibai shook his head lightly, he already knew that this sword could not win against Yu Qiushui.

With a scoop into the pot, Zhang Yijian's sword was not yet close to Yu Qiushui's body.

The two scoops were put into the pot, and Yu Qiushui's steps were still steady.

"Why don't you draw your sword, are you afraid, or do you want to consume my physical strength?" Zhang Yijian looked at Yu Qiushui, who was constantly dodging into the courtyard in front of him, and finally discovered his purpose.

Zhang Yijian, what is a sword, the power of each of his swords is incomparably huge, so every swing of a sword will consume a huge amount of physical energy, Yu Qiushui first provoked him and made him lose his mind, so as to consume his physical strength.

Fortunately, he didn't find out too late, and now there is still a chance to make up for it.

Zhang Yijian wanted to provoke him, as long as Yu Qiushui and himself faced each other, he would have a chance to kill him.

Su Taibai also thought so, he looked at the gradual calm

Zhang Yijian, who came down, nodded with satisfaction.

But Yu Qiushui laughed again, there was always a mockery on his face, and this evil smile made Zhang Yijian feel that he was extremely stupid.

"What are you laughing at? laugh at me for discovering your purpose?" Zhang Yijian couldn't figure out why he had clearly seen through Yu Qiushui's intentions, but he didn't panic.

"For what's the purpose? I'm just waiting for that last scoop. ”

The third scoop of wine had already entered the mouth of the bottle, and Yu Qiushui watched the liquid inside slowly flow into the slender spout, and finally pulled out the sword behind his back.

Zhang Yijian finally saw this Haoque sword, the whole body was blue, like lightning in the night, and it exuded a dazzling cold light.

"Good...... Sword. He sincerely admired that this sword was so beautiful that it made the swordsman stop moving.

Or maybe it was because when he drew his sword, Yu Qiushui's sword had already cut Zhang Yijian's throat. So there was only the sword left in his eyes, and then he fell straight down, and the sword in his hand also fell, but it was taken by Yu Qiushui.

Su Taibai frowned, he didn't expect Zhang Yijian to fall to the ground so quickly, and he didn't expect that he had guessed wrong.

For many years, he had never missed anyone, and just now even he thought that Yu Qiushui was deliberately consuming Zhang Yijian's physical strength, but he didn't expect that he was just killing time.

As soon as this Haoque sword came out, it returned to the sheath, and even Su Taibai didn't see it clearly, he only remembered that the sword was beautiful and fast. Yu Qiushui happened to take the wine jug in the little second-hand and took a sip.

A jug of wine is full, and a sword is amazing.

"It's fast. Su Taibai looked at Yu Qiushui and muttered.

"This Sword Immortal List is going to change again. He whistled again and wrote another letter, only this time on the paper.

The seventh Zhang of the Sword Immortal List is a sword, and he is a pawn. Yu Qiushui, the seventh on the Sword Immortal List, has a total of one hundred and fifty people under the sword, and this one hundred and fifty people is Zhang Yijian himself.

The falcon flew again, and the world was afraid that it would be embarrassing for a while.

Yu Qiushui raised the wine jug in his hand at Su Taibai, which was regarded as a hello.

Su Taibai smiled for a long time, then shook his head, and drank drunk again. Is there anything in this inn that has anything to do with him, he's just a drinker.

"Are you Yu Qiushui?" a crisp child's voice came from the door.

"What, you also want to challenge me?" Yu Qiushui raised his eyebrows and glanced at the villain in front of him.

He looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was only taller than the table, but he was carrying a sword that was not much shorter than him, and Yu Qiushui naturally regarded him as a swordsman.

"No, no. The child shook his hand hurriedly.

"I am Luo Shenjiang's apprentice, my name is Yunqing, and the master said that I have his surname, so you can call me Luo Yunqing. The child's snow-white face was a little red, and he looked very nervous.

After all, he was talking to a sword immortal.

"Oh, Luo Shen Craftsman's disciple?" Yun Gui raised his eyebrows and glanced at the white little student, who looked different from the soot-covered swordsmiths in the sword furnace. "So you're here to avenge your master?"

"No, no, no. The child still shook his head, "My parents died when I was a child, and my father and mother were both swordsmen, and they both died under the sword. Fortunately, the master took him in, and he wanted to learn swordsmanship from the master and become a swordsman in the future to avenge his parents. But the master said that I was weak and sickly, and I was not suitable for martial arts, so I was asked to practice sword casting hard. ”

Yu Qiushui raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.

"I've been learning swordsmithing for eight years, and one day I asked my master when I would be able to become a teacher. The master said, one day the sword I practiced can cut the sword he cast, and I can become a teacher, so I want to follow you, and wait until one day I can practice the sword that can cut this Haoque. Luo Yunqing's words were extremely sincere, and his big black eyes made people unbearable to refuse.

Just looking at their eyes, the two of them look like a father and son.

"Then why should I let you follow me?" Yu Qiushui pondered for a moment and smiled, swordsmen have always been alone, and only the sword is their only companion, let alone such a drag oil bottle.

"I'll just follow you, you don't care about my life or death, you compete with so many swordsmen, this sword will always break or break, and I can repair the sword for you when the time comes!" Luo Yunqing thought for a moment and blinked.

"Well, that's a good reason. Yu Qiushui nodded, which can be regarded as acquiescence.

"Since you're a swordsmith, I'll leave this scrap iron to you. He threw the sword he had just snatched from Zhang Yilang into his arms.

The sword was very heavy, and Luo Yunqing had to use both hands to stabilize it.

"I forgot to tell you that in my place, the sword breaks and kills, and there is no such thing as sword cultivation at all, but I can avenge you and tell me, who is your enemy?" Yu Qiushui smiled gently, and there was a drunken frivolity in his words.

Luo Yunqing tied Zhang Yijian's sword on his back, then he thought for a while, and finally spoke, "My enemy is Xiao Ruyi, who is the number one on the sword immortal list." ”

This time it was Yu Qiushui's turn to be stunned for a moment, and he nodded silently and firmly.

"Okay, I'll help you get revenge. Yu Qiushui stopped talking, he threw his wine jug to Xiao Tong, and then strode out of the inn.

Luo Yunqing followed, and he had to trot all the way to keep up with Yu Qiushui's pace.

Su Taibai looked at the two people, one big and one small, walking farther and farther away in the wind and dust, and the corners of his mouth gradually outlined a relieved smile.

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