The cold wind is bleak, and in the dense forest, the yellow leaves on the big trees are sparse, falling with the wind at great speed.

There is a wide bluestone slab road in the dense forest, it is early in the morning at this moment, accompanied by a few birdsongs, looking through the fog, the end of the bluestone slab is the steps, count up, impartial, exactly ninety-nine eighty-one.

On both sides of the eighty-one steps, it was not the expected stone lions, but two huge iron swords inserted straight into the bluestone slab, the blade was huge, about two or three zhang to the touch, and the cold glow was still there, it was hard to imagine why such a huge iron sword could shine with a cold glow.

The mist gradually dissipated, and two lines of sword marks were clearly engraved on the sword's body.

"The heart of the sword is my heart"

"Kendo is my way"

If a person who practices the sword passes by here, he will be amazed, because the sword marks still exude a sharp sword intent.

On the top of the steps, two long and tall vermilion gates opened a gap slightly, and above the gate, the antique plaque was gilded with four big characters.

"Forged Sword Villa"

At this time, under the plaque, there is a young woman standing, the young woman is wearing a mink fur, the autumn wind blows, the hem of the mink fur swings with the cold wind, the young woman has black hair tied behind her head, graceful and luxurious, although the face is only a little powder, but you can still find the traces left by the years from the corner of the eye under the eyebrows of the two curved leaves, the fallen leaves are falling from the air, the woman gently stretched out her hand from the mink fur, caught a piece impartially, held it up to her eyes and looked at it for a moment, and sighed.

"It's time to come, it's still coming, it's been twenty years......"

The woman's eyes suddenly sharpened by three points, and then the dead leaves in her hand shot out in an instant, and went away into the fog at the end of the bluestone slab, which was still invisible.

With the sound of breaking the sky, the dead leaves disappeared into the fog, and there was no movement.

That's it, the woman turned her head and walked into the door, and then squeaked, accompanied by dust, the heavy door slowly opened to both sides, but it was empty, but she could see that inside the door was a big stone, and there were countless weapons inserted on the big stone, some were rusty, some were sharp, and the layers of sword intent continued to burst out with the boulder as the center, if ordinary people approached, I was afraid that it would be split by this sword intent in an instant.

But seeing that the woman stepped forward unhurriedly, the graceful and luxurious robe was intact under this majestic sword intent, and she bent down slightly, and the woman's hand slowly stroked the boulder, which actually caused the weapons on the boulder to buzz.

The woman didn't say a word, but she was caressing the boulder, and her eyes were a little moist.

"Xianggong, after twenty years, you and I can't escape this fate after all. The woman sighed.

As if in response, the weapons on the boulder trembled even more violently, and the sword intent was everywhere, and it actually cut the fallen leaves flying in the air outside the gate one after another.

"Xianggong, don't worry, I'm cold and broken, and I will definitely protect An'er."

"An'er~" Thinking of this, the woman's expression softened, and there was a doting tenderness in her eyes, the corners of her mouth raised, and the thick autumn mood melted away at this moment.

After saying that, the woman's eyes sharpened, slowly straightened her waist, looked at the bluestone road at the door, snorted coldly, turned her head and walked towards the villa.

The boulder also fell silent for a moment, and its sword intent was restrained, like an ordinary stone.

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At the other end of the bluestone slab, the mist finally gradually dissipated, but I saw a group of people dressed in all kinds of clothes and holding weapons standing there, the first person, wearing a black gown, with a bun on his head, and a strand of white hair on his sideburns. The right hand holding the sword stretched straight forward, and a dead leaf was stuck in the scabbard, and his face was solemn.

"Amitabha" The white-eyed monk holding a Zen staff on the side recited a sentence, and his dry hand stretched forward, but the moment he touched the dead leaves, he was cut a small wound, oozing out a trace of blood, and then the dead leaves turned into powder in an instant.

"Abbot!" the disciples behind the white-eyed monk immediately said when they saw this.

"Amitabha" The white-eyed monk didn't care, smiled, and said to the middle-aged man who raised the sword, "Master Li, the twenty-year period has arrived, it seems that it is not only us who are prepared this time, the majestic sword intent on this leaf, according to the old man, the martial arts of the person who threw out the withered leaves are enough to rank among the best in today's rivers and lakes." ”

"Hmph! yes, no, I waited for the seven major factions to gather in the Sword Casting Villa today, and it is bound to make the demon girl hand over the sword," the person who spoke out was short in stature, with a poor complexion, with narrow eyes and a prominent hooked nose, a red Taoist robe, embellished with black white cloud patterns, and a long chest-length hair braided into a braid, with his hands behind his back, very arrogant.

"What Lord Yu Guan said is right, now Wudang Shaolin, Sword Sect Emei, Taixuguan and Tang Sect and our Wuji Sect are all gathered here, no matter what this Sword Casting Villa is like now, even if Li Yu is alive, he will definitely die without a place to be buried. "There is a man in his right hand, his body is majestic, and he is even about to catch up with two old men with long hair in Taoist robes, this person is wearing a black belt, a black belt is on his forehead, there is a terrible sword mark on his right face, from the eyebrows to the corners of his mouth, he is wearing a tiger skin cardigan, his strong chest muscles are exposed, his arms are even thicker than ordinary people's calves, and under his feet are a pair of riding boots, which at first glance is a person who is proficient in physical arts

"Amitabha" The white-eyed monk clasped his hands in front of his chest again, and said, "Lao Wei still has a sentence to say to all the heads, the master, the sect master, the purpose of our trip is just to let the Sword Casting Villa hand over the magic sword, not to destroy the Sword Casting Villa, if we wait indiscriminately to face each other, then forgive the old man bluntly, what is the difference between the seven major factions and the Demon Sect." ”

"What the abbot said is very much" The white-haired old man wearing a Taoist robe on the side said in agreement, and then turned his head to the person from the Wuji Sect and said, "Sect Master Huang, there is a sentence in the poor road that I don't know whether to say or not."

"Yiqing Daoist has something to say, don't hide it, my Huang brothers listen to it" The other leader of the Wuji Sect held his fists with both hands, the two of them looked exactly the same, thinking that they were twins, but the strap on this person's forehead was not black or white, and the sword mark was on the left side of his face.

"Hehe" Yiqing Daoist touched his beard, with a trace of a smile on his face, and said lightly, "Twenty years ago, civil strife broke out in the Brahma Sect, and the deputy sect leader Nangong Wuji took advantage of the sect leader Leng Ao to cultivate demonic skills, and Leng Ao was caught off guard and went crazy for a while, fortunately his daughter Leng Ruoshuang and ......" Yiqing Daoist suddenly paused, and looked at the middle-aged man who raised his sword, and continued" and the sect master of the Sword Sect at that time, Li Yu, the lonely heart divine sword, came to the rescue, but Nangong Wuji's martial arts were high, and he had the magic sword in his hand, and he was even the enemy of the three of them for a while, if it weren't for the cold arrogance and desperate gamble to sacrifice himself with the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa, Li Yu and Leng Ruoshuang were afraid that they would also die on the spot. ”

Seeing that everyone didn't say anything, Yiqing Dao Chang simply took two steps forward to the center of everyone, and at this moment, the man who raised the sword also withdrew his sword, just looking at the sword marks on the scabbard.

"After this battle, the sect leader Leng Ao died on the spot, the whereabouts of the deputy sect leader Nangong Wuji are unknown, the ten elders of the Brahma Sect are gone, and the remaining three are missing, the left and right two envoys are dead and one is wasted, and the vitality of the Brahma Sect is seriously injured and it is difficult to stir up turmoil, so it directly destroys all the entrance plank roads of the Brahma Pure Land, and outsiders have no way to enter the Brahma Sect, and Li Yu, who was seriously injured, and the holy woman of the Brahma Sect Leng Ruoshuang retreated to the rivers and lakes to establish the Sword Casting Villa, and the Doom Demon Sword was also taken away by the two of them, and threatened that Doom would not reappear in the rivers and lakes within twenty years."

"Yiqing Daoist, what do you want to say? No one in the rivers and lakes knows about these things, and no one knows about them!" The Huang brothers interrupted loudly, mentioning Li Yu and Leng Ruoshuang, the two brothers gritted their teeth, and their faces were full of anger.

Yiqing Daoist didn't care, but continued, "Twenty years have passed, if it weren't for Sect Master Li telling us the other six factions last month, the twenty-year period has passed, and we wouldn't have gathered here, now that the Lonely Heart Divine Sword Li Yu has died, there are people in this Sword Casting Villa who can attach such a powerful sword intent to the dead leaves, I am afraid that in the past twenty years, the Sword Casting Villa seems to have retired to the rivers and lakes, but in fact, it has secretly cultivated Li Yu's heirs, so Poor Dao would like to remind you, and I hope that Sect Master Huang will be more careful at that time, and don't take it lightly."

"Li Yu's heir?" the old woman with the dust whisk in her hand suddenly spoke, and she could see at a glance that this was the head of the Emei faction, the master of the dry dust.

"Sect Master Li, forgive the poor nun for being straightforward, but this matter is very important and I have to say," Master Kuchen said to the back of the man who was out of his mind

"Shi is too serious, I know what you want to ask, the sword qi on this withered leaf is indeed my senior brother's heart-burning sword qi"

"Burning Heart Sword Qi!?" Hearing these four words, the Huang brothers' faces changed greatly, and their faces were frightened.

"Lonely Heart Divine Sword Li Yu is still alive, is it impossible?"

"No one who has been hit by the Doom Demon Sword has ever been able to survive, and it is impossible for the Lone Heart Sword to still be alive"

Listening to the many disciples talking behind him, the man turned around, looked at everyone, raised the sword in his hand and pointed the sword marks on the scabbard at everyone, " Rest assured, my senior brother's is indeed dead, he was hit by Nangong Wuji's Void Finger and was pierced by the Doom, there is absolutely no possibility of survival, as for this sword qi, it is indeed a heart-burning sword qi, but it is not pure, it is obviously a halfway monk, I think it is probably Leng Ruoshuang who wants to confuse us, you don't have to be afraid, the Heart-burning Sword Qi comes from my Sword Sect, then my Sword Sect naturally has a solution, the purpose of your trip is to remember, we only need to hand over the Sword Crossing Sword Villa, and then seal it on the Shaomu Mountain to avoid the magic sword falling into the hands of the villains and ending up in misery, as for anyone in the Sword Casting VillaI hope that you will not hurt anyone until you have to do it. ”

"Yes, Sect Master!" the disciples of the Sword Sect behind him immediately agreed, and the uniform momentum made the Huang brothers' faces a little displeased.

"Amitabha, Sect Master Li is kind-hearted, Lao Wei admires, as the so-called put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, Lao Ke believes that the descendants of Li Yu of the Sword Casting Villa, or the holy daughter of the Brahma Sect, has not been in the rivers and lakes for 20 years, and the anger in his heart will not be too strong. ”

Yiqing Daoist stroked his beard and nodded.

"Since Wudang Shaolin and the Sword Sect have decided not to kill, then my Emei faction naturally has no reason to kill. "Mrs. Dry Dust also responded.

"I don't know how Lord Yu Guan and Mr. Tang are good?" The Huang brothers looked displeased, and turned to ask Xiang Taixu Guan and Tang Men.

I saw that Tang Yuan, the master of the Tang Sect, was wearing a wide robe with a big bald head, arched his hand and said slowly, "Among the seven major factions, my Tang Sect is in decline, and I am in a corner of peace, and I am listening to everyone."

"This Sword Casting Villa was created by the Demon Sect Demon Girl, and with the Demon Sword on his body, who knows if he will secretly make trouble!" said the short Yu Guan Lord, revealing dissatisfaction between the lines.

"What does Lord Yu mean?" the Huang brothers showed a hint of joy on their faces, and the two brothers glanced at each other and nodded.

"The old man thinks it's better to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, so as to save the long night and dreams!"

"I said it! If this matter can be resolved peacefully, no one is allowed to touch a single hair of the people in the Sword Casting Villa, otherwise they will be the enemies of my Sword Sect!" The cold words jumped out of the middle-aged man's mouth, he looked at the Sword Casting Villa at the end of the bluestone slab, and the knuckles of the right hand holding the sword were white because of excessive force.

"You?!Li He, what do you mean by that?!" Yu Guan asked with a loud crackle in the bones of his fist.

"I said, if the people of Sword Casting Villa don't make a move, whoever is present makes the first move will be the enemy of my Li He, and also the enemy of tens of thousands of disciples of my Sword Sect. Li He turned around, looked directly at Lord Yu Guan with both eyes, and said without humility or arrogance, "Yu Bailie, you, do you understand?"

The Huang brothers' faces are gloomy, but their hearts are secretly happy, although Wudang Shaolin is not Wulin Taishan Beidou, with a long history, but Shaolin Buddha Wudang Cultivation has few shots for martial arts battles, Tangmen is located in a corner of Sichuan, Shu Road is difficult, it is not easy to get in and out, in fact, the collision of the entire martial arts in recent years is the friction between the Sword Sect and the Wuji Sect in addition to a small fight, the Emei faction of the female stream, in addition to the dry dust master is not worth mentioning, if the Sword Sect and the Taixu Guan are at war today, then their own Wuji Sect is undoubtedly a fisherman.

Now that Li He is aggressive, it is impossible for Yu Bailie, who still has a disciple of Taixuguan behind him, to swallow his anger and give up.

"It's too much to deceive people!" Yu Bailie shouted, his true qi came out, and his momentum was to slam Li He in front of him with a palm, and as soon as the move came out, he showed his killing intent!