Linzhou, which is tens of thousands of miles away from Lingzhou, is also one of the nine small states in Qingzhou.

In a ruined city, a handsome young man in a coarse cloth shirt and carrying a brand-new sword on his back walked slowly down the street, his head pressed very low, while his eyes scanned around vigilantly.

"I don't know how Uncle and Brother Meng Li are doing now, and whether they have gotten rid of that person's entanglement," Jing Shiyi's expression was a little sad and depressed, the experience in the past few months had made him mature a lot, and he had a deep understanding of this cruel world that was only the size of a fist.

These days, he and his uncle Gai Nie have been chased and killed many times, several times life and death are hanging by a thread, but in the end they survived, but more than a month ago, they met a person wrapped in a white robe, judging from his voice, it should be a young man in his twenties, but this person is extremely terrifying, as soon as he met them, without saying a word, he snatched his uncle's Longyuan sword, and his uncle didn't have time to resist, you know, his uncle is a sword saint, Moreover, the Long Yuan Sword and his uncle were already in one mind, and if they wanted to snatch the Long Yuan Sword, even a person who was twice as powerful as his uncle could not do it, but that person easily snatched the Long Yuan Sword from his uncle's hands.

The man put the Longyuan Sword in his hand and looked at it for a while, then returned the Longyuan Sword, and at the same time asked his uncle to tell the whereabouts of the Red Moon Sword and the Purple Immortal Sword, but his uncle didn't know the whereabouts of these two swords, and even if he knew, his uncle wouldn't tell him, because these two swords were the swords of the ancestor of the Sword Valley, so the man fought with his uncle, but his uncle was not that person's opponent at all, even if he used the "True Sword Nine Styles" The seventh form of ten thousand swords was one, and the man easily broke it, and in the end, his uncle used the current ultimate ultimate move, the eighth style 'Senluo Wanxiang', and only forced the person back three or four steps.

In the past few months, they met a self-proclaimed sword monarch Meng Lige, this person is also a kendo master, the overall strength is slightly weaker than his uncle, but the speed of Meng Li's sword is extremely fast, faster than his uncle's sword, and this person's age is less than thirty, more than ten years younger than his uncle, his uncle told him that Mengli brother will be a terrible kendo master, and his future achievements will never be weaker than him.

At the critical time, Brother Mengli appeared, and joined forces with his uncle to fight against the white-robed man, but the two of them were still not that person's opponents, but the three of them fought a dozen, and they didn't know where to fight, although after a period of hard cultivation, he had broken through to the second realm of martial arts cultivation 'Open Dao Realm', but for the master of the immortal realm, it was still insignificant, and his uncle probably deliberately lured the white-robed man away and let him get out.

For more than a month, he didn't dare to go to those county towns, only dared to go to these dilapidated towns to inquire about the news, even if he was in a hurry, he only took the small road, and did not dare to take the official road, because with his cultivation, any soldier could take him down.

On the street, Jing Shiyi's pace was very slow, he was vigilant and listened to all directions, trying to see if he could hear the news about his uncle Gai Nie from the words of these people, although he knew that doing so was tantamount to looking for a needle in the sea, but even if it was a sand in the sea, he would do it.

"Although that person is very strong, but Uncle and Brother Meng should be able to get out when they join forces, Uncle, I will definitely find you," Jing Shiyi's somewhat dark little face suddenly became resolute, even if he stepped on the land of Kyushu, he had to find the second most important person in his life.

"Great Qin Kingdom, and the white-robed man, I will remember this account very clearly, and one day I will let you repay it double," Jing Shiyi grinded his teeth.

"Yo, boy, what are you doing gritting your teeth? Are you cruel in your heart, secretly swearing not to give up if you don't slaughter our Xiongwang Village, or don't have a surname or something?"

At this moment, a slightly immature voice suddenly remembered.

The familiar voice made Jing Shiyi slightly stunned, and then he looked up and looked forward, only to see two teenagers who were one or two years older than him with their hands on their chests and staring at him with a playful expression, and behind the two teenagers stood a burly man with fierce eyes full of murder, looking down on him with the eyes of an ant.

When the people on the street saw this, they turned away, and their eyes showed a look of panic, as if they all knew the two young men and the burly man, or knew their identities.

"It turned out to be the lost dog, no wonder the dog's nose is so sensitive, it actually chased here," Jing Shiyi said with a grim face;

When he passed through a small mountain range the day before yesterday, he met the young man with bare arms on the road, and this person took a fancy to the sword he was carrying at a glance, but this was made for him by Gai Nie himself, how could Jing Shiyi hand it over, besides, even if it wasn't given by his uncle, he wouldn't hand it over, because his uncle said, "A real sword cultivator should regard the sword as important as his own life,"

After some talking, the two fought, although Jing Shiyi broke through to the opening realm not long ago, but the sword technique was very powerful, and the young man who beat the peak of the second realm had no power to fight back, and finally had to flee, Jing Shiyi later learned that there was a bandit den in that place, so you don't have to think about it to know, these people must be the bandits' nest.

The young man with bare arms heard this, and his face was ugly, and then he smiled coldly, turned his head to the young man who was slightly older than him beside him, and said: "Third brother, the sword on his back is a good sword, it is definitely suitable for you, snatch him over, and give me a bad breath by the way,"

"Fifth brother, don't worry, this evil breath will definitely come out for you, and when the time comes, I will break his limbs and let you be humiliated at will," the other teenager said coldly;

"Okay! I'm going to stomp on the soles of his shoes," the bare-armed boy gritted his teeth and grimaced.

"Hehe, the son of a robber and a bandit can be so arrogant in front of the public, this world is really unreasonable," Jing Shiyi pulled out the sword on his back, smiled coldly, and said, "You two brothers go together, otherwise I will be killed by three or two blows, then it will be a shame for your father, the bandit leader, besides, when the time comes, let your father's white-haired beast send the black-haired little beast, then it won't be sad to kill him? Oh! No, it is said that the bandits and robbers do not recognize their six relatives, and they are more ruthless and cold-blooded than beasts, so how can your father be sad and cry for you.

Jing Shiyi's mouth was quite vicious, making the two teenagers so angry that their chests were rising and falling violently, and the burly man looked gloomy, if it wasn't for their village master's order, he wouldn't be allowed to make a move until the two young village masters were at stake, otherwise, he really wanted to slap this little bastard to death.

"Which family's child is this, how did he get into trouble with Xiongwang Village, is this a bad death?"

"Over the years, none of the people who offended Xiongwang Village have a good end!"

All kinds of whispers spread quietly, but most of them were fears and fears of Xiongwangzhai.

"The little crumbs with sharp teeth and sharp mouths will definitely cut you with a thousand knives today," the older boy stared at Jing Shiyi with fierce eyes, his eyes cold.

"Old bastard, you seem to look at me very much, your grandfather and grandson go up together, Jianghu Ma! I understand, they all kill the little one, and it will lead to the old one, so it's too troublesome, just kill you old and young together, save trouble," Jing Shiyi ignored the young man, but raised his eyelids to look at the burly man.

Jing Shiyi's voice spread, and the original whispering street instantly became a little quiet, and a series of shocked and abnormal eyes converged on him.

They couldn't have imagined that this little boy would be so domineering, and he would not save the slightest face for the strong man of the Bear King Village.

"This is the master of Bear King Village!"

The people of Xiongwangzhai are fierce and domineering, and anyone who dares to provoke them will be torn apart alive and blown into blood foam, and the fierce name is famous, and people within a radius of hundreds of miles dare not provoke, and these bandits have an inexplicable relationship with the government, otherwise the three of them have been standing here for so long, and there will be no people from the government to come to arrest them.

But now, a teenager dared to damage their face like this, and such audacity shocked them, and even more angered.

The strong man's eyes were full of violent killing intent, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth: "Boy, you dare to talk to me like this, even if the gods come today, they can't save you." ”

Facing the middle age in a rage, Jing Shiyi just smiled indifferently and said, "Why do you need the gods to save me, can't I save myself?"

"Don't talk nonsense with him, let me cut off his limbs first," the young man standing in front of the strong man finished speaking, stomped his feet, and punched Jing Shiyi's face, the momentum was amazing, and the force was enough to pierce the boulder.

Jing Shiyi smiled coldly, that big man cultivated in the early stage of the fourth realm, and this young man cultivated in the early stage of the third realm, just a big realm higher than him, it can be seen from the sword on his back that this person should also be a sword cultivator, but he is too light on the enemy, too underestimate him Jing Shiyi, if this person goes all out, he has no chance of winning, but now, he can kill with one blow.

It's just that the distance between him and the strong man is too close, and if he casts a killing blow, the strong man who has cultivated to the fourth realm will definitely be able to stop him instantly, and in this way, his plan to kill will be frustrated.

So, he was regressing, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

The fierce wind of the young man's fist made Jing Eleven's long hair flutter.

The boy turned his straight fist into a sweep, and his fist smashed right into Jing Shiyi's head.

Jing Shiyi has been trained hard by his uncle Gai Nie these days, after countless vicious battles, although Gai Nie is very good to him, but he is very harsh on him on the way to cultivation, sometimes let him fight to the death with the fierce beast, until the last moment, Gai Nie will never save him, so during this period of time, he is not only experienced in combat, but also has a very high ability to fight hard, and knows how to attack to be the most beneficial to himself.

Jing Shiyi quickly raised his left arm, protected it outside his ear, and blocked the punch, while quickly sliding sideways for more than twenty meters.

"You're nothing more than that!" the boy sneered, and at this time he had already rushed out, the first three steps were heavily trampled on the street floor, the sound was dull, and when the fourth step was small, his feet stomped one after another, and the boy jumped high and smashed Jing Shiyi's chest with a fist.

"Bang!"

Jing Shiyi was shocked back by a punch for more than fifty meters, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The young man with his arms naked frowned, he had fought hard with Jing Shiyi, knowing that Jing Shiyi was strong or weak, in his memory, Jing Shiyi could not be so weak.

"It's over!" the young man clenched his fists and was full of momentum, trying to knock Jing Shiyi down in this third punch,

The young man came with a crushing momentum, and smashed straight into Jing Shiyi's face with a punch, fierce and furious.

"Yes, it's time to end!" A sneer broke out at the corner of Jing Shiyi's mouth, and the long sword in his hand suddenly turned sideways, and a cold light flashed away.

"Fifth brother, be careful!" exclaimed the young man in the distance for no apparent reason;

"Stop!" In the next second, the big man's expression changed in shock, and he roared angrily, and at the same time, his figure flashed out.

"Whew!"

But after all, he was half a step slower, and a new sword that had just been built had already penetrated the young man's chest, and the young man seemed to be nailed in mid-air, his fist was still three or four inches away from Jing Shiyi's forehead, but the clenched fist had been loosened and the fist was not intended.

"So fast...... Sword ......" The boy couldn't believe it.

Jing Shiyi snorted coldly, his uncle Gai Nie couldn't accept apprentices at will because of his special identity in Sword Valley, he had to go through the trial of Sword Valley to be qualified to be a disciple of Sword Valley's successor, so Gai Nie didn't teach him Sword Valley's stunts, and kept asking him to practice the speed of sword swords, until later, His uncle just passed on a swordsmanship, which was obtained by his uncle by chance, but the cheats that can be collected by his uncle are naturally unusual, so he has the capital to challenge the level, but if he wants to challenge the three realms with the second realm, this is tantamount to very difficult, if this person is not underestimated, and the most between the two is at most a lose-lose, he will never be able to kill him so easily.

"You're looking for death!" the burly man was furious, his eyes were spewing fire, and he stretched out a palm, seemingly slow and calm, but in fact it slapped towards Jing Shiyi's chest like lightning.

Jing Shiyi immediately put away his sword and returned to defense, he knew that he couldn't fight with the old thing, but he was sixty percent sure of escaping, these days of escaping the world, that is not in vain, so far to say that his greatest achievement, but also the ability to escape.

"Bang!"

"Poof!"

Jing Shiyi was slapped by the burly man and flew out, if it weren't for his horizontal sword blocking his chest, this palm could kill him.

"It's not good, I'm underestimating this old bastard!" Jing Shiyi's face changed drastically, and he quickly got up and ran away, not forgetting to take out two or three blades from his arms and stuff them into his mouth.

"Just hurt people on the street, where are you going?" As soon as he fled forty or fifty meters, he was stopped by more than a dozen people, who were from the government.

Jing Shiyi's face was completely embarrassed, this group of dogs was miscellaneous, even if they didn't arrest the bandits, they still wanted to arrest him.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, you dare to kill the young master of my family, today I want you to pay for your life,"

The burly man was furious, he was responsible for protecting the safety of the two young village masters, but now that he had killed a young village master, if he let the murderer go again, then not to say that it was him, even his whole family would not want to live again.

"Old bastard, if you want to kill me, you will also have to pay the price," Jing Shiyi's face was hideous, he didn't calculate that the people from the government would help this group of robbers after all.

"Poof!"

Jing Shiyi was slapped away, and the difference between the two people's cultivation was too great, and there were two insurmountable chasms between them.

"You go die!" The big man's eyes were blood-red, and he suddenly jumped up and smashed his fist into Jing Shiyi, who was seriously injured and dying.

"Are you worthy to kill him?" a faint voice suddenly rang out.