Under the sun, above the snow, the swords suddenly intersected, the cold light flowed, and the two figures staggered each other, leaving almost no trace on the snow.

Ximen Hongfei and Su Yanglie made a tentative move, and both sides knew that they would meet opponents today, but both of them were fearless, their bodies were violent, and they were entangled again.

The knife technique practiced by Su Yanglie, called the "Great Sumeru Knife Method", opened and closed, the momentum was like a rainbow, there was no fancy, and more than a dozen knives were slashed in a row, and each knife was swung with a knife that was visible to the naked eye, just like a white match, these white phantoms visible to the naked eye, wrapped in snow chips on the ground, circled and flew around the two.

In the face of Su Yanglie's wave-like offensive, Ximen Hongfei did not take half a step back, the sword of the Ximen family also pays attention to momentum, but he has always been a person who respects the old city, and always likes to strike after the enemy against others.

However, after a fierce fight, Ximen Hongfei also knew that it was no accident that Su Yang Lieyichuan's first knife was famous, he had seven seven and forty-nine knives, each of which was powerful and flawless, and it was basically impossible for him to kill him by surprise.

Su Yanglie's robe was bulging, his qi was circulating, and the moon covering the moon in his hand was faster than a knife, but no matter how he attacked, Ximen Hongfei was like a pool of stagnant water, and there were no waves in the ancient well, which made Su Yanglie feel a little anxious in his heart, the other party was so difficult to deal with, not to mention that there were still six people who had not yet made a move? Thinking of this, after he slashed out again, his body suddenly flew upside down for several feet, and the moon covering knife swung a circle in the air, at this moment, the air around him seemed to be distorted, and then a knife slashed to the earth, snowflakes splashed, and an invisible strange qi machine erupted from the tip of his knife, and wherever the qi machine went, the snow exploded to both sides, and a deep ravine lightning extended to Ximen Hongfei's feet.

Su Yanglie, who saw that he could not see its shape, used his thirty or forty years of internal force cultivation, even the Xiongwu Pass behind him could easily split it, and the speed was extremely fast, Ximen Hongfei had no way to retreat and no way to avoid it.

Ximen Hongtu and others, who were watching the battle from a distance, also saw the power of this knife, and couldn't help but feel nervous at the same time.

When the invisible sword rushed to Ximen Hongfei less than three feet in front of him, I saw him shoot a sword at the ground under his feet like lightning, and in a trance, there seemed to be a sword and shield born.

A sword was crossed, he quickly took a step back, and several swords were crossed one after another, the invisible sword gang was blocked by his sword and shield, and then it became weaker and weaker, and the ravine became shallower and shallower, and when he crossed the sixth sword, the sword gang came to an abrupt end.

Su Yanglie saw all this in his eyes, and secretly praised his quick reaction and strong internal strength in his heart, and he actually had a trace of admiration for Ximen Hongfei.

After breaking this knife, the corners of Ximen Hongfei's mouth rose, and he shouted softly: "You also eat my sword!"

After finishing speaking, Ximen Hongfei's sword pointed at the sky, and the long sword, which looked a little ordinary, suddenly became shining, as if there was a ray of light shining directly into the sky, bordering the sky.

In the distance, Ximen Hongtu, Ximen Honglang and Ximen Hongyan, brothers and sisters, who were still sitting on horses watching the battle, all changed their faces.

The two brothers and sisters, Ximen Feilong and Ximen Feiyan, showed even more horror and horror on their faces, while Ximen Hongming, who was originally a person with a foreign surname, looked relatively indifferent.

Ximen Feilong couldn't help but say, "This ...... Isn't this the sword that Grandpa once demonstrated? Fifth Uncle actually ...... I actually practiced ......"

"Yes, I heard grandpa say that he once used this sword to defeat Liang Yunti, the sixth sword god in the world more than thirty years ago, so this sword is called the Open Heaven and Cloud Breaking Sword!" Ximen Feiyan couldn't help but say.

Among the six horsemen, Ximen Hongyan, her face was sad, and her heart was full of thoughts, it was this sword that shattered her love at the beginning, and it was also this sword that destroyed a generation of sword gods who were famous all over the world at a young age. She originally thought that after so many years, Ximen Hongfei had already let go of the thorn between the husband and wife, but she didn't expect that he had always been obsessed with it, and he also comprehended this sword, he wanted to prove to himself that he Ximen Hongfei could also defeat the former sixth sword god Liang Yunti.

A sword was handed out, opening the sky and breaking the clouds.

Five miles east of Xiongwu Pass, there is an abandoned temple of the Bodhisattva of the King of Jizo, dilapidated, but at this moment there is a fire in the temple, a thin clothes and even a little sloppy old man, is roasting a chicken on the fire, the chicken has been roasted by him The surface is yellowed, the oil is overflowing, and when the oozing oil and water drip down the fire, it makes a loud sound.

The old man carefully tossed and turned, and from time to time he took a puff of dry tobacco in his other hand, with a look of contentment and anticipation.

However, at this moment, the old man's face turned to the side for a moment, and he suddenly straightened up and slammed into the roof of the broken temple, knocking out a huge hole in the roof, and the swaking and falling pieces of tiles and sawdust buried the roast chicken that looked like it was full of color and flavor, but he didn't care at all.

Standing on the roof of the ruined temple, the old man looked at the bright light in the sky in the distance, and his heart was stirred. Thirty-six years, a full thirty-six years, it was this sword that made him suffer a blow and draw the ground into a prison, it was also this sword that made him lose his most beloved woman, and it was this sword that made him willing to be a groom in the Red Lotus Sword Sect......

That's right, this ragged old man is the famous sword god Liang Yunti who was famous all over the world more than 30 years ago, but he is like a popular generation.

He originally wanted to hide in the shadows and escort Mu Linchun and the others all the way to Kunlun Mountain safely, but he never thought that he would meet the people of Dongxuan Sword Pool again, he always felt that his life was completely wasted, how many thirty-six years could his life be? But when he saw this sword again, his mentality immediately changed, he was defeated under this sword thirty-six years ago, it does not mean that he will be defeated now! Even if you win, it is meaningless, but you can always make yourself have a regret in your lifetime, thinking of this, the ragged old man's figure suddenly swept out, one step at a time, fleeting.