After everyone heard Meng Chuanqing talk about the things in the back mountain, they were all surprised, and they didn't expect him to be blessed by misfortune. The old man of the peasant family seemed to be extremely unwilling, he stood on the roof with his sword in his hand, and sighed on his back: "Providence, providence! Opportunities are hard to find, and if you fail today, when will you have a good opportunity?"

Nan Wushi said: "This is that people are not as good as heaven, and they are in vain!"

The old woman heard the ridicule in Nan Wushi's words, and was extremely angry, she shouted angrily at Nan Wushi: "Nan Wushi, don't be too happy, I won't let you leave here today anyway, even if you fight for the old man's life, you have to use your blood to sacrifice my son's spirit in the sky!" As soon as the words fell, the old woman waved her palms and attacked Nan Wushi, and Nan Wushi also unfolded the blue silk and entangled with the old woman.

As if an appointment had been made, at the same moment, the old man on the roof also clenched the Remnant Sun Sword and stabbed at Meng like a meteor. Although Meng Chuanqing had been prepared, he was still taken aback by the old man's astonishing speed. He knew that the old man was a man and a sword at this time, and he was extremely powerful, and if he was not careful, he would die under the old man's sword. Therefore, he didn't dare to take the old man's sword with his bare hands, so he had to pull Yan Shangci to dodge with a wonderful light skill. This is the only way for him. His light skills are already at the top in the rivers and lakes, but he can't be sure if he can be faster than the old man, so he is gambling!

One step faster, one life wins, one slow step loses three lives!

However, even though Meng Chuanqing's light skills were very fast and he dodged the old man's powerful sword move, he was still cut through his left shoulder by the sword qi of the Remnant Yang Sword, revealing a crimson wound. Meng Chuanqing gasped, never thought that the sword qi of the Remnant Sun Sword would be so powerful. He stroked the wound on his left shoulder with his right hand, and was not surprised in his heart: the power of the Remnant Sun Sword should not be underestimated! At the same time, he was also amused by his embarrassment, there was no scar on his whole body, this was the first time he had been injured!

Yan Shangci saw that Meng Chuanqing was injured, pulled his arm, and exclaimed: "Chuanqing..." She leaned against the courtyard wall and heard Meng Chuanqing's voice: "Shang Ci, stay over there, don't move!"

It turned out that while Yan Shangci was speaking, the old man's second sword struck Meng Chuanqing again. Meng Chuanqing was afraid that the sword qi of the Remnant Yang Sword would hurt Yan Shangci, so he pushed her into a corner. His strength was soft, and although his attack was swift and violent, it did not hurt Yan Shangci in the slightest.

Meng Chuanqing saw that the old man stabbed with another sword, and was busy thinking about how to deal with it, although the old man's move was far less powerful than the first move, but Meng Chuanqing still didn't dare to be careless. He thought to himself, blindly dodging is useless, he can dodge the sword move, but he can't dodge the sword qi!

He concentrated the internal force of his whole body on his palms, and at the moment when the old man's sword stabbed at the door in front of him, he suddenly grabbed the Remnant Sun Sword with both hands in the shape of claws. He had already made up his mind to seize the Remnant Sun Sword in the old man's hand first, the old man was so fearless, it was nothing more than relying on the Remnant Sun Sword in his hand, if he didn't have this sword, he would have a chance to win!

Sure enough, the old man was caught off guard by Meng Chuanqing's actions, and when he was about to withdraw his sword momentum, the sword body of the Remnant Yang Sword was tightly held in Meng Chuanqing's hand. The strength in Meng Chuanqing's hand comes from the strength of his whole body, and he is not afraid of the sharpness of the Remnant Yang Sword, he holds the sword body in his hand, and there is no bloodshed.

Meng Chuanqing suddenly kicked at the wrist of the old man holding the sword. The old man only felt a tingling pain in his arm, but he still held the Remnant Yang Sword tightly, and he stretched out his other hand and slapped Meng Chuanqing. At the same time, Meng Chuanqing kicked the old man's sword-holding wrist again, and the old man finally couldn't help the pain and let go. The Remnant Yang Sword had already reached Meng Chuanqing's hand, but at this moment, the old man's palm had already hit Meng Chuanqing's body.

Meng Chuanqing had already calculated everything, and if he wanted to seize the Remnant Sun Sword, he had to bear this palm, because he had no chance to dodge it at all. When he was hit by the old man's palm, his hand was numb, and the remnant sun sword was thrown out of his hand. But the strength of his hands did not disappear, but with this flick, the Remnant Sun Sword flew out of the courtyard wall and disappeared in an instant! And his whole person was also shocked by the old man's palm and flew to Yan Shangci's side.

Yan Shangci hurriedly helped Meng Chuanqing up, and said worriedly: "Chuanqing... Are you alright..."

Meng Chuanqing stood up and grinned, "Shang Ci, don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Yan Shangci saw that the corners of Meng Chuanqing's mouth were bleeding, and said, "I still said that it was okay... You're all bleeding. She took out a handscroll and helped Meng Chuanqing wipe the blood from the corners of her mouth.

Meng Chuanqing smiled gratefully at her, then looked at the old man and said, "This little injury is nothing!"

Meng Chuanqing may not know that when he let go, he actually gave the Remnant Sun Sword to others for nothing.

At this time, on the mountain behind the farmhouse, a red-clothed girl with a sword was walking, and the Remnant Sun Sword suddenly fell from the sky and stuck in front of her feet. She grasped the hilt of her sword alertly, looked around, and saw that no one around had let go.

Pulling out the Remnant Sun Sword on the ground, after looking at it for a moment, a smile appeared on his cold face, and he said to himself: "The Remnant Sun Sword? I was looking for you, but you sent it to the door yourself!"

She inserted the Remnant Sun Sword back into the ground, pulled out the long sword in her hand, and used internal force to break it, still entering the valley, and then pulled out the Remnant Sun Sword and inserted it into the scabbard. Then she continued with her sword in hand, and when she reached a three-way intersection, she chose a path on the right. On the other side of the trail is the one that leads to a small farmer's house.

The old man didn't expect Meng Chuanqing to use his body as bait to seize the Remnant Yang Sword. At this time, he saw that Meng Chuan's emotional injury was not serious, and he was even more surprised in his heart. This palm fused his life's work, even if he couldn't seriously injure Meng Chuanqing, he should be left with a weak spirit. But now, Meng Chuanqing's voice is still the same, and there is no weakness after being injured.

The old man was puzzled in his heart, but his face remained unchanged, he looked in the direction where the Remnant Sun Sword disappeared, and said coldly: "What do you mean by grabbing the sword and giving up the sword?"

Meng Chuanqing said: "If you don't have the Remnant Sun Sword, you won't have any threat to me, and now I want to capture you as easily as possible." ”

The old man looked back at Meng Chuanqing, and said sharply: "This sword, my son once regarded it as his life, and we have protected it for ten years, and you abandoned it so easily, then you have to pay for it with your life!" After speaking, he approached Meng Chuanqing step by step. Meng Chuanqing didn't know the old man's intentions, he pulled Yan Shangci behind him, and used his palms to meet the internal strength, ready to fight at any time.

The old man stopped three meters away from Meng Chuanqing. I saw him take a deep breath, his pupils suddenly closed, and he suddenly lowered his head and bumped into Meng Chuanqing.

Meng Chuanqing was a little ridiculous at the old man's strange martial arts, which were similar to scalpers hitting people, was this fighting with a cow? He didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, and when the old man crashed into himself, another powerful energy also attacked him. When the old man's head was about to hit him, he hurriedly resisted with both palms. At this moment, I suddenly heard Nan Wushi shouting: "Xiao Meng, no!"

Meng Chuanqing hurriedly withdrew his palm, but saw that Nan Wushi's blue silk had rolled up far away and wrapped around the old man's neck. The old man couldn't move for a while, and his powerful energy weakened. Meng Chuanqing took this opportunity to slap the old man, and the old man rolled to the ground, seriously injured and vomiting blood.

"Old man," the old woman called out to the old man. Obviously, she was also seriously injured by Nan Wushi, and the whole person seemed weak.

As soon as Nan Wushi's Lan Aya made a move, there were few people in the world who could stop it, let alone an old woman. After just a few moves, she began to lose, and Nan Wushi seemed to be intentional and unwilling to play hard. Who knew that the old woman didn't appreciate it at all, and after she found an opportunity to get close to Nan Wushi, she desperately tore the blue silk on Nan Wushi's body like crazy. Nan Wushi was caught off guard by her non-leprosy behavior, and in the end, she was embarrassed and had to slap the old woman with a heavy hand.

Nan Wushi breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her clothes, and turned her head to look at Meng Chuanqing. happened to see the scene where the old man bumped into Meng Chuanqing, her heart moved, and after suddenly remembering what kind of martial arts this was, she saw that Meng Chuanqing was about to resist with both hands, and she knew that something was wrong, so she hurriedly drank him. And she seemed to know the way to crack this martial arts, and at the same time as Meng Chuanqing withdrew her palm, she immediately wrapped Lan Aya around the old man.

Nan Wushi came to Meng Chuanqing and Yan Shangci's side, and the three of them watched the two elders of the peasant family support each other and sat up. After the old man coughed up a mouthful of blood, he looked at the three of them with a desperate face, and said, "Okay... It's like a mother and son..."

Meng Chuanqing didn't know the meaning of the old man's words, and looked at Nan Wushi in a daze. And Nan Wushi also looked at him, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Good boy!

It turns out that the old man's martial arts seem to be extremely ordinary, but it is not easy to use, and it takes skills to crack it, and it can't be blindly blocked. When faced with this situation, the instinctive reaction of the martial artist is to directly dodge or use both hands against the opponent's head to prevent him from approaching his body. And Meng Chuanqing had Yan Shangci behind him, so he couldn't dodge, so he chose the latter method. As everyone knows, it is this method that creates the opportunity of the other party. No matter how strong the opponent's strength is, he can only block the head of the entity, but he can't block the "qi" of the virtual body brought by this martial art. And it was the distraction at this moment that gave the other party's "qi" a chance to crash into his body. In this way, it is yourself who suffers in the end.

Nan Wushi knew how to crack this kind of martial arts, he wrapped the old man's neck with blue silk, the old man couldn't move, which also made his "qi" relaxed, and at this moment, Meng Chuanqing made up another palm, which just cut off the old man's last retreat. The two did not discuss it in advance, but they seemed to have a heart, and the cooperation between the previous and the latter was seamless. That's why the old man said that the two are really like mother and son.

Nan Wushi looked at the old man with a strange expression, and suddenly said, "I seem to have seen your martial arts a long time ago, have we really seen each other?"

The old man and the old woman looked at Nan Wushi together, still with great hatred in their eyes. The old man said coldly: "Don't you remember it yet? I thought that when you saw my son's spiritual position, you would remember how you betrayed him! You have completely forgotten!" Thinking of the name "Mo Tiandu" on the spirit card, Nan Wushi thought silently in his heart, confined to contemplation.

Yan Shangci pulled Meng Chuanqing to sit down at the stone table, took out a handkerchief, and bandaged the wound on his left shoulder. Just now, at the moment of emergency, I didn't have time to bandage it, so the blood on the wound became more and more bleeding. Yan Shangci saw a heartache and bandaged carefully. But Meng Chuanqing didn't care about the injuries on his body, he asked the old man curiously: "You said that the Remnant Sun Sword belongs to your son Mo Tiandu, could it be that he is the Remnant Yang Sword Master?"

The old man sighed and said, "That's right, he is the sword master of the Remnant Sun Sword. However, ten years ago, he gave it up, and the Remnant Sun Sword became an ownerless sword. ”

Meng Chuanqing said: "It's ten years ago, does it have anything to do with her?" he looked at Nan Wushi, who looked uncertain. I already knew a little bit in my heart, looking at Nan Wushi's appearance, it should be a weak heart! It seems that the old man did not wronged anyone, and something did happen between them ten years ago.

The old man looked sad and slowly said what happened ten years ago.

"After my son got the Remnant Sun Sword, he has been acting chivalrous on the rivers and lakes, and he has also received a lot of praise. Later, he met a girl named Yu Xiaoyi, so he retired to Baihe Village and became married to the girl. Our family's life is very peaceful, and Xiao Yi is also pregnant. But until..."

When the old man said this, he looked at Nan Wushi and asked, "Nan Wushi, you should have remembered that day ten years ago! You attracted a group of people to fight in our village, and it was my son who saved you who were seriously injured." But not only did you not even say a word of thanks, but you even betrayed my son afterwards and brought those two people to my house. ”

Nan Wushi still didn't say a word, and stood there motionless. The old man continued: "Those two people are bent on seizing the Remnant Sun Sword, and their martial arts are extremely high, and our family is not their opponent when they join forces. In the end, Xiao Yi and the child in her womb also died tragically at the hands of the man in white. ”

"Wait, how can the Remnant Sun Sword Master be so poor, I have seen the power of the Remnant Sun Sword, and Mo Tiandu, who has the Remnant Sun Sword, can't beat those two people. Meng Chuanqing heard the flaw in the old man's words and interrupted him.

The old man said: "After my son went into hiding, the Remnant Yang Sword was sealed in the dust, and the two of them came suddenly, and my son went to get it in the future." At that time, although he knew how to use swords, he had no remnant sun, and he was caught by the other party after only a few moves with the man in white, and the man in black threatened us with my son's life and took out the remnant sun sword and handed it to him. My son would rather die, the man had no choice but to take him away by force. Then he left a map, telling us that if we don't hand in the Remnant Sun Sword for a day, we will not let my son return for a day, and when we figure it out, we will take the Remnant Sun Sword and follow the route on the map to find him. But we know that he took my son away just to get the Heaven and Earth Xuanjian Sword Move of the Remnant Sun Sword from his mouth, and he will never hurt his life. ”

"So for the past ten years, you haven't tried to save him, and let him suffer there!" Meng Chuanqing said contemptuously.