The floating lan is warm and green, the flowers and shadows are colorful, and it is the most charming season of the year in Biluo Mountain.

There is a small town at the foot of Biluo Mountain, called Qixia Town, Qixia Town is not large in area, but it is located in the transportation hub, the merchants from the south to the north pass through this town, most of them will stay in Qixia Town. Fortune is one of the most luxurious inns in town.

The night before was still bright and the stars were sparse, but before dawn it rained heavily for no reason, and lightning mixed with the roaring spring thunder rushed to land, illuminating the darkness before dawn. There is an alley not far from the west side of Fulaiju, and there is a shed made of rags on the ground at the mouth of the alley, and under the shed is a child of thirteen or fourteen years old, whose clothes are in tatters, and his hair is like grass, like a little beggar, although the rag shed leaks rain everywhere, but the little beggar still sleeps soundly in it.

"Click!", a thunderbolt woke up the little beggar, only to see his body move, rubbing his eyes with dirty hands, and muttering in his mouth: "Bad luck, the little master can't sleep peacefully." Suddenly he felt the urge to urinate, so he stood up and peed out to the outside of the shed, which caused a splash on the ground like rain. The little beggar shivered, looked around at random, and suddenly found a strange man standing motionless in the rain.

This man was dressed in white, dressed as a scholar, with a long sword behind his back, standing at the door of Fulaiju, looking up at the second floor, the dim sky and heavy rain, the scholar was still tilting his head, and the little beggar couldn't see his appearance and age clearly.

The white-clothed scholar stood in this position for a long time, and the little beggar simply sat back in the shed and stared curiously for a long time. At this time, the white-clothed scholar finally spoke: "I have heard the name of your five ghosts of the Styx, although you have done some things like chickens and dogs, but at least you dare to be a person, and now you have taken the things of our Izumo Sword Sect, but you are hiding upstairs and dare not make a sound, in the future, the nickname of your five ghosts of the Styx will not be changed, I think it is more appropriate to call it the Styx Turtle." ”

"Poof!" Although the little beggar was still some distance away from the white-clothed scholar, he heard it very clearly, and couldn't help laughing, although his voice was not loud, but the white-clothed scholar suddenly turned his head and glanced at the little beggar, and his cold eyes frightened the little beggar, so that he only saw that the white-clothed scholar was about fifty years old, as for whether it was ugly or beautiful, but he still didn't see it clearly. However, he is no stranger to the Izumo Sword School, and he is one of the best sects in Hailai Country, and there are many stories about the Izumo Sword School. It is said that the Izumo Sword Sect is inhabited by immortals, and the common people are all proud to join the Izumo Sword Sect, but unfortunately, within a radius of 100 miles, I have never heard of anyone actually joining the Izumo Sword Sect.

After a while, a voice came from a window on the second floor of Fulaiju: "The Izumo Sword Sect is so famous, that's right, the Izumo Sword was taken by our brothers, but just a few words from Qin Wuxia, we will obediently hand over this sword, and then the five of us brothers don't want to mess around in the rivers and lakes in the future." ”

At this time, another voice said to the previous voice: "Big brother, we haven't found anything famous for studying this broken sword for so long, so just let him take out a few hundred taels of silver, and let's give him the sword." ”

The previous voice said to the white-clothed scholar downstairs: "Yes, it's not impossible for us to return the Izumo Sword to you, as long as you take out a thousand taels of silver." ”

It turned out that the white-clothed scholar was surnamed Qin, famous in the sky, Izumo Six Heroes, prestigious, Qin Wangtian ranked fifth, and people called him Qin Wuxia. A few days ago, the Izumo Sword Sword, the treasure of the Izumo Sword Sect, was stolen. In fact, it is said that it is the treasure of the town faction, but because this Izumo sword is the sword held by the founding patriarch of the Izumo sword school, Izumo Zhenren, and it is not a magic weapon. It is rumored that the Izumo Sword is the treasure of the Sword Sect, and only those who know the truth know that the symbolism of this sword is greater than the reality. However, the Izumo Sword Sect is one of the three major sects of Hailai Country, and it is also the sect with the longest heritage, and the treasure of the town faction was stolen, and this face is also lost. Therefore, the head of the Izumo Sword Sect issued a secret order, and all the Izumo Six Heroes were dispatched to secretly find the whereabouts of the Izumo Sword.

Through a trace of clues, Qin Wuxia learned that the Izumo Sword was stolen by the five ghosts of the River Styx, and slowly traced down Biluo Mountain, blocking the five ghosts in Fulaiju. In terms of fighting alone, Qin Wangtian was confident that none of the five ghosts was his opponent, but these five ghosts were good at joining forces to fight the enemy, and he was really not sure that he would leave the five people behind.

At this time, Qin Wangtian heard that the five ghosts asked for a thousand taels of silver, so he spoke: "You five people stole the things of my Izumo Sword Sect, and you dare to ask for silver taels, hehe, do you really think that my sect is easy to bully? If you don't want to be hunted down and killed by our whole faction in the future, you will immediately hand over the Izumo Sword, and then go back with me to kowtow and apologize." ”

One of the people upstairs laughed when he heard this: "Hehe, the Izumo Sword Sect's Falling Cloud Sword Technique is powerful and powerful, but Qin Wuxia asked himself if he could leave our brother?

Qin Wangtian said: "In this case, whether to be a shrinking turtle or to fight with Qin happily, you can choose for yourself." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two windows on the second floor of Fulaiju burst open for no reason, and five black shadows flashed and fell, appearing in front of Qin Wangtian, each with a ghost head knife in his hand, all in black, an inch-wide black cloth around his forehead, two temples and black hair hanging down his shoulders, the appearance of the five people is seven or eight points similar, maybe they are really brothers, and one of them is carrying a long package behind him, it must be the Izumo sword.

Seeing this, Qin Wangtian didn't say a word, pulled out the long sword behind his back and fought with the five people. Qin Wangtian has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and his skills are unfathomable, but the five sons of the five ghosts of the Styx are also really good, the five people have a clear division of labor, some are responsible for defense, some are responsible for attacking, the slightest is subtle, ingenious and abnormal, as if the ten arms and ten legs of a person's life, the transformation and transposition are not bad, and I don't know how long these five people have cultivated to cooperate so seamlessly.

The little beggar usually goes in and out of the place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is not unseen that he has killed people and sold goods, so he will not be intimidated by this fight, so he secretly watched from the side, and did not understand anything else, but he felt that they were fighting very well, and he was dazzled.

After watching for half an hour, when the little beggar was already starting to get bored, the fight finally changed. I saw that Qin Wangtian's feet seemed to slip, and his body couldn't help but stumble. Seeing this opportunity, the five ghosts would not let it go, and one of them flew up, holding a knife in both hands, and cut it off on the head of Qin Wangtian. The corners of Qin Wangtian's mouth couldn't help but sneer, and the long sword pierced out from under his armpit. The jumping ghost found that something was wrong, it was too late, and saw his body crash into Qin Wangtian's long sword, piercing through his heart, and killing him instantly.

The other four ghosts wanted to help, but it was too late, and suddenly they shouted: "Kill the one surnamed Qin, avenge the fourth!"

In a moment, the four ghosts were also broken by Qin Wangtian one by one, some of them also broke their arms, hands and feet, all of them were paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, and the four people and eight eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, glaring at Qin Wangtian angrily.

Qin Wangtian said to the person carrying the Izumo Sword on his back: "Qin is not a person who loves to kill, hand over the Izumo Sword, you can leave." ”

The man sneered: "Unless you kill us now, otherwise you kill my fourth brother, this revenge, our brother will definitely pay back!"

Qin Wangtian said: "If you want revenge, Qin will accompany you at any time! If you want to live, you should hand over the Izumo Sword." Seeing that a few people didn't speak, Qin Wangtian stopped talking nonsense, and took off the long package behind one of them, opened the black cloth package, and inside was a sandalwood box, and when he opened the wooden box, he saw that it was the Izumo Sword. Qin Wangtian's expression couldn't help but relax slightly, after looking for so long, he finally found it. Just as I wanted to close the wooden box, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance in my nose. Qin Wangtian's heart froze, just now he thought it was the fragrance of sandalwood, but now he felt that something was wrong, and the secret feeling in his heart was not good, so he was weak and weak, and fell to the ground with a thud, and the Izumo sword also fell to the side.

Seeing this, the four ghosts couldn't help but laugh sadly, and one of them said: "Qin Wangtian, I didn't expect it, you have already been dissipated by the power of transformation, and if there is no antidote within an hour, the power of the whole body will be dissipated, and you will become a wasted person." ”

Qin Wangtian secretly hated in his heart at this time, and he didn't pay attention to the Tao, the four ghosts hid the Huagong scattered in the sandalwood box, which was really unguardable, and he had also heard of the notoriety of the Huagongsan, although it was not fatal, but it could abolish a person's true qi that had been cultivated for many years. Qin Wangtian said angrily: "Shameless person, I can't move now, why don't you be, I have already informed the disciples before coming here, they will come in less than a moment or three, don't blame Qin for being ruthless!"

The four ghosts were all shocked when they heard this, knowing that most of what Qin Wangtian said was true. In the current situation, the five people are all unable to move, the people from the Izumo Sword Sect arrived first, and most of the four ghosts will not live, if the people from the Izumo Sword Sect arrive before they arrive, they can recover from their injuries and can act, they can escape from this place, and of course, they can also kill Qin Wangtian and take out the Cloud Sword.

Qin Wangtian understood this truth, although he was anxious in his heart, but there was no way, he wanted to use his true qi to force the poison out of his body, but this transformation of power was domineering, and his true qi was dissipating a little, and he couldn't mention it at all, so how could he drive away the poison?

As a result, the five people in the heavy rain formed a wonderful situation, and none of the five people actually spoke. Qin Wangtian had to hope that reinforcements would arrive as soon as possible, but the five ghosts were speeding up their healing.

The little beggar not far away, who had just seen the white-clothed scholar killing, was already a little timid, but now seeing this strange scene, he suddenly had the idea of leaving. Just as he was about to take a step, suddenly there was a lightning, and the little beggar saw something shining not far from the white-clothed scholar. I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now that the lightning has passed, it's back to darkness, and the thing looks even brighter.