this day.

The name will be remembered by all.

Qingyun Sword Gate, Xu Wu!

He alone suppressed the Five Great Sword Sects and did not dare to compete with him.

After the defeat of the red-clothed vest female disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Villa, the Five Great Sword Sects no longer sent people to the stage, and the old god was there, sitting in the stands.

No matter what outsiders say, the one who stands in the end is the winner.

On this day, Xu Wu took the lead, and even the Wuyue Sword Sect had to look sideways at him.

When he stands on the stage, he is invincible.

On the first day of the alliance, the situation came to a point where ordinary people were desperate, and everyone became Xu Wu's supporting role.

How many genius swordsmen who want to become famous in the alliance are all bleak in today's disgrace.

But they had to go on again.

After today, tomorrow will be even more unsuccessful.

I only hope to be able to block Xu Wu's second move, so I will open up a notch with others, which can be regarded as a little comforting.

Because everyone knows that today is just the beginning, and tomorrow is the climax.

The Five Great Sword Sects would not sit idly by and watch a disciple of an unknown Little Sword Sect steal all their limelight.

Everyone is waiting, what kind of measures will the Five Great Sword Sects come up with to deal with the menacing Xu Wu?

It's night.

A sneaky shadow appears in the guest room area of Sword Guard.

Through the faint moonlight, it was a dark shadow that wrapped itself tightly, not even a single hair was exposed.

He looked left and right, and saw the patrolling Sword Sect disciples leaving, taking advantage of the vacancy, his body slipped and slipped into one of the guest rooms like a loach.

The lights in the room went out.

Boom!

When the sword was drawn, a whisper was heard:

"Wait a minute, it's me!"

The sound of the sword stopped, and the lights came back on.

Xu Wu, no, Qiye put down the fire fold in his hand, looked at the masked man in black, and said with a faint smile:

"You're still the same as before. ”

Timid, afraid of death.

But even with Seven Nights' emotional intelligence, he knew that if he said these two words, the guy opposite would turn his face and leave with him.

So he had to hold it in his heart and savor it slowly.

Jiang Ping tore off his mask, not at all unfamiliar, walked to the table by himself, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

"It's not easy to see you, but I've got a lot of eyes on you tonight. ”

Seven nights' laughter is always a luxury, and before Jiang Ping could react, he regained his indifferent face that had not changed for thousands of years:

"A group of chickens and dogs barking are not enough to worry about. ”

"Hey, they want to know that they are this evaluation in your heart, but they have to find a piece of tofu and kill you. ”

Jiang Ping took out a yellowed tattered cheatbook from his arms and a booklet:

"Don't talk nonsense with you, I came to you for serious business, hey, here you go. ”

"What?"

Seven nights took it.

"Heavenly Sword cheats, as well as a little bit of my own experience, should be of some use to you. ”

Jiang Ping said with a self-contained face.

It wasn't a small experience, but all his perceptions of the Great Perfection of the Three Swords of Heart, Mind, and Divine Swords, but after writing for a long time, he hadn't even dried up the ink at this time.

The work of fighting for the Heavenly Sword is too dangerous, and this kind of difficult operation is better left to the real protagonist.

He's good to refuel in the back.

Seven Nights is worthy of Seven Nights, just after reading two pages, and with Jiang Ping's experience, he fell into an epiphany directly in front of Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping saw that he took several sips of the big lemon, and quickly drank a large sip of tea before suppressing the sourness.

Made, sure enough, he doesn't have experience to help, he's an iron waste.

But it didn't take long for Nanaya to open his eyes and put away the cheats.

Jiang Ping was stunned for a moment and asked:

"You're done, it's too short, isn't it? ”

Qiye shook his head: "I feel too much, I can't end it for a while, I'll stop first." ”

It was an understatement, as if an epiphany could be done anytime and anywhere for him.

Jiang Ping admitted that he was sour again.

He is just pretending to be a genius in front of others, this big guy is the real demon.

"Where did you get this cheat?"

Qiye found that Jiang Ping always had this kind of magical ability, and the "Baishou Gong" given to him last time was like this, and the same was true of the "Heavenly Sword Essay" given to him this time.

He seems to have been born with the ability to find its true value in seemingly ordinary objects.

However, these precious things must be precious to ordinary people, and they are easily unwilling to show them, but Jiang Ping does not mind sharing them with him.

This trust is silently remembered in the heart of Qiye.

There are some words that need not be said explicitly between brothers.

Jiang Ping pretended to be calm and said:

"As for the owner of this Sword Guard Villa, he is so poor that he is about to sell his ancestral business, and I exchanged it for 10,000 taels of silver. ”

"You've taken a big advantage. ”

Qiye said lightly.

"Hey, a little profit, a small profit. ”

Jiang Ping waved his hand, but his expression was full of words, yes, I am so discerning.

After a pause, Jiang Ping asked again:

"By the way, why are you thinking about competing for the Heavenly Sword this time? shouldn't you be in retreat at the Demon Gate now?"

He and Qiye have a back-to-back relationship of life and death, so there is no need to be polite at all, and there is no need to beat around the bush, just ask anything directly.

Qiye pondered his words for a moment and said, "I heard that the Heavenly Sword is very strong, so I came. As for the retreat, it's over, and I've broken through to the Grand Master. ”

The word breakthrough, Seven Nights said very carefully.

It's not that I'm worried about revealing any hole cards, but I'm afraid of hitting this little friend.

After all, in terms of pure realm, the two of them have always been neck and neck, and even occasionally Jiang Ping will be a little ahead of him.

Now that he has broken through, although Jiang Ping has also made great progress, and even he has heard the reputation of the Sword Monarch, but the Grandmaster's breakthrough through the Great Grandmaster is a matter of life and death after all.

Even when he broke through, he was only eighty or ninety percent sure, and he was not full of confidence.

If Jiang Ping is upset because of this, I am afraid it will affect his next breakthrough.

Unexpectedly, after Jiang Ping heard this, not only was he not unhappy, but he was so excited that even his eyebrows flew up:

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't let me down, without the Great Grandmaster realm, how dare you go to the Heavenly Sword Peak to capture the Heavenly Sword.

Alright, I'm going to hug your thigh this time. ”

Although he had some speculations in his heart, Jiang Ping was able to let go of his heart after being admitted by Qiye.

It's not easy, this golden thigh has finally grown into a towering tree.

Qiye also let go of his heart, and even blamed himself a little.

He actually became suspicious of Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping has always trusted him completely, and compared with the two, he feels even more ashamed of this brotherhood.

It's just that when he heard Jiang Ping's words of hugging his thighs, Qiye couldn't help but shake his head and said:

"You are now the Sword Monarch of the Sword Slayer Demon Venerable, why do you always say something demeaning about yourself?"

At the time of the last separation, Jiang Ping was still a weak chicken grandmaster, and even a grandmaster who was one realm below him fought so hard.

Now he can fight beyond the ranks, sword slash Demon Venerable, to do this, you can imagine how much he has suffered in it.

He experienced the pain of thousands of knives and the transformation of life and death in the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool, so that he has made progress today.

Jiang Ping must not be much worse than him.

Look at his long gray hair, what kind of blows and stimulation he has to go through to turn gray at this age.

I didn't dare to ask more questions for seven nights, for fear of evoking Jiang Ping's sad memories.

In his eyes, pain and strength have always been equated.

Jiang Ping looked at Qiye and suddenly showed a look of nostalgia, looking like he actually knew everything, and three big question marks couldn't help but pop up on his head.

I'm right, did you think of some strange place again?