In the year 1093 of the Great Yan Calendar, the waters of the outer islands.

In the midst of the storm, a large ship sailed in the waves. A black-robed swordsman wearing a hat stood on the deck, looking out at the dark clouds and rain in the distance. He said: "This rain cloud is not too small. ”

"Xiao Lang, you gang have done a lot of evil, today is the time for you to ambush!"

The black-robed swordsman looked at the ship that suddenly appeared from behind the reef and did not speak. Behind him stepped several people, each dressed in fancy dress and wearing a black iron mask. They looked at the soldiers who had jumped onto the deck and shouted, "Damn, where did they come from!" and they each brandished their single-edged swords and fought with them.

For a moment, there were murderous sounds on the deck, and blood was splattered.

The black-robed swordsman Xiao Lang looked at Wei Jiulian and pulled out the long sword on his back.

"Go!" Wei Jiulian threw out his steel claws and went straight to the shoulder of the black-robed swordsman Xiao Lang. The black-robed swordsman took half a step back and picked apart the steel claws with his long sword. "Above the nine pins. ”

"You are only a nine-rank, and you can actually send a master above the nine-rank, you can feel lucky. Wei Jiulian shook his steel claws and bit Xiao Lang's throat!" "You gathered the Japanese and did a lot of evil along the coast, and even kidnapped the treasure 'Tianyan Mansion Dragon Order', I am ordered by the Holy Order to come and arrest you." ”

One pick, one fall, and the crisp sword move opened the steel claws. Xiao Lang held his sword in both hands and rushed towards Wei Jiulian quickly. He was extremely fast, turning into a black shadow in the wind and rain. The moment the lightning flashed and thundered, the metal blades collided with each other. The electric light reflected two miserable white faces in the pitch-black sea.

Wei Jiulian held the steel claw in his hand, and struck out one after another, constantly trying to tear Xiao Lang's sword moves, but gradually fell into his sword net!

The sound of rain, thunder, shouts of killing, the sound of metal crashing, the sound of blades cutting flesh and blood were mixed together.

"Goo!"

The moment the wind and waves lifted, the ship suddenly began to shake. Everyone on the deck suddenly fell to the ground, and the rainstorm-soaked deck made Wei Jiulian and Xiao Lang fall to the ground at the same time!

"Hmmm. The killing intent and the sword intent fell at the same time, and Wei Jiulian's throat was cut open with a bloody wound.

"Boom!" the thunder fell, and a monstrous wave rushed in the face, and the ship was completely capsized under the force of the huge wave.

After the rainstorm, the wind and waves are calm.

Suddenly, a hand reached out of the water and landed on a floating plank.

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At the end of 1092 of the Great Yan calendar, Hongwei Dart Bureau.

Zhou Chiyun, the head of the dart, put away the blade and looked at the strange guest in front of him. "Friend, if you want to dart, please go to the front yard. ”

The guest wore a hat and a black robe over his body. The shadow of the hat obscured his face, making it impossible to see his face. He carried a long sword on his back and whispered, "Don't take a dart, come and eat meat." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Chiyun immediately pulled out the steel knife and shouted loudly: "Set up a pot to cook meat!" As soon as the words fell, several executioners moved out firewood and meat urns, and set up pots and stoves in the backyard with their hands and feet. A shirtless man holds a boning knife and throws the slaughtered lamb into the pot. The firewood was lit, and the strong smell of mutton rose from the pot and wafted through the courtyard.

"Which bite?"

"Head meat!"

Zhou Chiyun's face changed. To come and eat meat is to join the family. According to the rules, the dart game should be stewed in a pot. Before the meat is cooked, you have to test the strength of the person. One question and one answer, if the answer is to "put the meat" is to join the gang as a dart master, and "a mouthful of meat" is to ask for acceptance, you can answer that "the head of the meat" is to be the meaning of the head of the dart!

"The tone is not small!" Bai Qi, the third master of the dart game, shouted, and the spear in his hand stabbed out, and the spear was like a swimming dragon, heading straight for the black-robed swordsman!

The long sword in the black-robed swordsman's hand was unsheathed, picked and fell! In the blink of an eye, the spear in Bai Qi's hand had been broken into two, and the black-robed man hadn't even moved a step.

"Jiupin?? Behind Zhou Chiyun, Chen Liang held a steel knife in his hand and rushed to the black-robed swordsman. Chen Liang's strength far surpassed Bai Qi, and the black-robed swordsman took a step with his right foot, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the long sword turned upside down.

Zhou Chiyun frowned slightly. "Hands?"

"Ding, ding, bell, bell, ding......"

The black-robed swordsman and Zhou Chiyun had gone through dozens of moves in the blink of an eye. From beginning to end, the black-robed swordsman used his left foot as the axis, never moved a step, and only used his right foot to adjust his position. He held the sword with both hands, flirted with the sword to break the move, and slashed vertically, the move was extremely monotonous, but it made Chen Liang difficult to parry. The two of them moved faster and faster, and Chen Liang was like falling into a quagmire, and he could only parry up and down with the blade.

Extremely simple movements, crisp and clean. The blade of the sword picked up and fell, drawing a continuous sword light.

"Chen Liang, step aside. Zhou Chiyun dragged the steel knife and walked in front of the black-robed swordsman.

Chen Liang knew that he was not an opponent, so he could only reluctantly retreat. This black-robed swordsman was clearly deliberately attacking his blade, otherwise he would have been slashed by him with a sword.

Zhou Chiyun pointed at the black-robed swordsman with the tip of his sword and said, "It's rare for a swordsman to be able to practice sword moves to such a pure level. ”

The black-robed swordsman did not speak. He held the sword in both hands and held it across his chest.

In the next moment, the figures of the two seemed to disappear, leaving only a circle of dust blown up by the wind in place! I couldn't see the figure clearly, only the shadow of the sword and the sound of the collision with the metal.

Suddenly, the black-robed swordsman took a step backwards, held the sword in both hands, and slashed down in the air. Zhou Chiyun stepped on the horse, steady as a rock, the blade was upside down, and his hand was against the back of the knife.

One sword and one sword, stalemate.

Suddenly, the sword is like a thousand pounds, and the knife is like thunder. The black-robed sword fell, and the galloping cloud sword retreated. The moment the two separated, the figure disappeared from everyone's eyes again.

Zhou Chiyun danced with knives and flowers, his feet were coiled left and right, and he advanced and retreated freely.

One pick, one drop. The black-robed swordsman holds the sword with both hands, advancing and retreating step by step, both offensive and defensive are on the front line.

The edges are staggered, only to see the two rays of light constantly colliding.

A drop of sweat appeared on Zhou Chiyun's forehead. This black-robed swordsman's sword moves are extremely fast, and his sword is also unstoppable, but sooner or later he will be dragged into the movements of the black-robed swordsman. If he wants to win, Zhou Chiyun has only one way to break the game.

Zhou Chiyun preemptively changed his move, and the moment the steel knife slashed horizontally, he kicked with a flying kick. The black-robed swordsman couldn't dodge and was kicked in the chest. However, the swordsman only took advantage of the situation to retreat and held the sword with one hand instead. He supported the ground with his left hand, turned over, and waved the long sword in his hand, forcing Zhou Chiyun back.

"Sword, sickness. The black-robed swordsman suddenly spoke, the sword was like a spirit, like an arm extended, and he swung out countless sword qi in an instant.

Zhou Chiyun was taken aback, and hurriedly used a hidden knife style. Solid shoulders, steady elbows, feet fixed lunges, offensive and defensive. Dao Gang protects the body, and concentrates on it. But in an instant, it's like three autumns.

The sword qi dissipated, and the sword gang shattered. Step forward, step forward. The tip of the sword is intertwined with each other, showing its edge.

The black-robed swordsman holding a sword in one hand has more flexible offensive and defensive variables. Zhou Chiyun also used all his strength to deal with it, the family heirloom Liuhe Gang knife is tiger and tiger, you advance and I retreat, you retreat and I advance, and the distance between the two is always no more than a blade.

The moment the blade met the blade, the black-robed swordsman suddenly changed his move, and the long sword was upside down. It seems that there are thousands of painstaking efforts, all in this sword.

The sword is sharp and intoxicating.

Zhou Chiyun was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly retreated, "I can't hide." ”

"Open the pot and divide the meat!" Suddenly, the man who stewed the meat said: "The first meat, who will come!"

"Hum!" the black-robed swordsman stopped his sword, and the tip of the sword was only half an inch away from Zhou Chiyun's throat. Zhou Chiyun knew that if it weren't for the time had come, he would definitely lose.

"Head to meat, who's coming!"

The first bite of meat out of the pot is the most tender, and it has always been only available to the big masters of the dart game. Today's meat must belong to the black-robed swordsman. He plunged his sword into the pot and cut off a piece of meat.

"Tsk. The onlookers all clenched their fists, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

The black-robed swordsman suddenly laughed, and the tip of his sword lifted the piece of meat into the air and cut it into two pieces. He caught one piece with the tip of his sword, and threw the other piece to Zhou Chiyun.

"Together. ”

Zhou Chiyun laughed and caught the piece of meat happily. He threw the piece of meat into his mouth and shouted, "Eat meat!"

The black-robed swordsman didn't speak, just stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it heavily.

"What do you call a brother?" Zhou Chiyun asked.

The black-robed swordsman shook off the grease from his sword and sheathed it. He said, "Lin Nian." ”

Zhou Chiyun personally brought a jar of old wine and said: "Eat meat and drink together, you and I are brothers in life and death!"

Seven days later, the Hongwei Dart Bureau went to the East China Sea. The new dart head Lin Nian traveled with a dart.

"Boss, this dart only goes to the East China Sea, and the road is not difficult to walk. The executioner walked in front of Lin Nian, turned around and said, "As long as there is no mistake on the road." ”

Lin Nian was still wearing a hat and a black robe. After seven days of getting along, no one in Hongwei Dart Bureau could see his face. He said, "Do you know what this dart is?"

"Chief, we can't ask about the dart according to the rules. ”

"The world's most treasure, Tianyan Mansion Dragon Order. Lin Nian said.

"It's ......"

Lin Nian said: "Although Tianyan Mansion is dead, this order is given by the emperor. Those who hold this order can command the world once, and in the martial arts, don't dare to disobey. His eyes, hidden in the shadow of his hat, twinkled with a gleam. He said: "This journey is very dangerous. ”

After finishing speaking, Lin Nian was speechless all the way. He was as quiet as ever.

At nightfall, it suddenly began to rain.

"Chief, there's a ruined temple in front. Let's go there and take shelter from the rain first. The executioner said to Lin Nian.

Lin Nian looked nearby, they followed the pipeline to a barren mountain, and even if they hurried overnight, they couldn't leave. At this time, it rained, and the roads became muddy and difficult to walk, so it was a good idea to rush to the road. He nodded and said, "Go ahead." ”

After a day's journey, they were hungry and tired, and they were even more tired after being drenched in the rain for a while. They rushed to the ruined temple, tied their horses, and hurried into the temple and built a bonfire.

"Chief, would you like some dry food?"

Lin Nian took the dough cake, tore off a piece and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, a scholar broke into the temple. He looked at the few people sitting in the temple and was stunned for a while. Seeing that someone was about to draw a knife, he came back to his senses and hurriedly explained: "I, I'm just passing by, sheltering from the rain." ”

Lin Nian stared at him for a long time, then let go of his right hand holding the hilt of the sword and continued to eat the bread.

"Tsk, it's hard to eat. The executioner said, "If only there was a bowl of hot noodle soup." ”

It's as if Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and the two people, one fat and one thin, pushed a small car into the temple. "Sell noodles, sell noodles, it's hot!"

The shout made everyone's nerves tense.

"Uncle, bring me a bowl quickly. The naïve scholar didn't notice anything unusual. He walked over to the cart and took out a few copper plates.

"Scholar, get out of the way. Lin Nian let out a low roar, drew his sword and slashed at the small cart!

The cart was cut in half by a sword, and the fat and the thin two took advantage of the dust raised by the cart to break and retreat outside the ruined temple with their blades. Lin Nian moved extremely fast, raising his sword and chasing out.

"Fool, how can there be noodle sellers in this barren mountain and wild place?" shouted the executioners, and each of them raised their broadswords.

Outside the temple, Lin Nian fought with the two. The fat man made two brass hammers, and the thin man used a steel knife. These two people are simply freaks, not only are they infinitely powerful but also cooperate tacitly, Lin Nian can't take the two of them for a while. He could only hold the sword with both hands, concentrate on the sword moves, and stare at the two of them with pure killing intent.

The moment the long sword was provoked, the fat man's copper hammer was smashed open by the tip of the sword, however, the steel knife of the thin man on the other side had not had time to catch up. It was at this moment that Lin Nian grasped the flaw.

One pick, one fall, blood splattered.

"I didn't expect the fat and thin King Kong to lose in more than a dozen rounds. ”

Lin Nian stared at the beautiful young man who applauded in front of him and did not speak.

"Don't you look at your men?"

Only then did Lin Nian notice that the executioners of the dart game had not chased him out! He hurriedly turned around, only to see a brother with only his upper body left struggling on the ground. He stretched out his hand with empty eyes and muttered, "Help...... I ......"

"I'm sorry, if you accidentally shoot it, it will be heavy. The scholar carried a long sword dripping with blood, walked up to the executioner, and then pierced his heart with a sword!

Lin Nian's eyes widened, and his feet took the next step!

"What......" The scholar didn't even speak, and his head fell from his neck to the ground.

Lin Nian turned his head to look at the young man, and the killing intent was extremely strong.

The beautiful boy wearing a headband smiled helplessly and pulled out the long sword from the snow-white scabbard.

At the moment when the swords staggered, the beautiful boy said to Lin Nian: "Your sword is too charming. If only I had a daughter. ”