Wei Qiqi was very disappointed, he watched a child's game, full of flaws, childish and ridiculous. From Xianyun Peak to Chixia Valley, from Chixia Valley to Liushi Peak, there are countless sword cultivators whose strength is above him, but in his eyes, there are not many people who can really fight.

Cultivation, true yuan, flying swords, magic weapons, talismans, spirit pets, these are all strengths on paper, and strength and actual combat are two different things.

He recognized this, thanks to an encounter a long time ago.

He was thirteen years old that year, and one afternoon, it had just rained in the sultry summer, and in a small park in the middle of the street, three thugs were bullying a couple, the man was a weak scholar, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, thin arms and legs, fair skin, and the woman was handsome, looking like a student.

The three gangsters, all of whom were men with big shoulders and round waists, were drunk, with tattoos on their arms, and words such as "loyalty", "righteousness", and "festival". They pushed and shoved, lifted the man aside, slapped his glasses off, and moved around the woman.

The woman was crying and screaming, the man was in a hurry, picked up a brick from the ground, slapped it on the back of a gangster's head, knocked him to the ground on the spot, the other two gangsters were stunned for a moment, came back to their senses and retaliated, the man's brick was thrown over, while the other party raised his hand to protect his face, shrunk his head and dodged, rushed forward is a kick, kicked him hard, and put down another one. The last of the bastards, grinning and howling like a wild beast, clenched their fists and lunged at him, and in a moment of timidity, abandoned his companions and fled.

Wei Qiqi was deeply impressed by this scene, the essence of the fight lies in the fear of being stunned, the fear of dying, the gap in strength is not too great, experience, tactics, momentum, and determination to fight to the death have become the decisive factors. Sword cultivation is nothing more than replacing the body with the true yuan, replacing the bricks with flying swords, seizing the opportunity, using all your strength, attacking the enemy's weakness, seeing blood with the sword, and punching the flesh, which is the most effective method of warfare.

Yu Youhuan's weakness lies in overestimating the power of the sword, dragging down the agility of the flying sword, if Pu Yu has the courage, with the courage of a desperate bet, the sword broke into front of him three feet at the beginning, with the sharpness of the Qiu Hong sword, he would have already defeated the enemy, and there was no need to put the "shooting the sun" move.

Compared with the Xuanmen weapon cultivation, the sharp weapon that the sword cultivation relies on is the flying sword, and the strength of the flying sword lies in the "attack", in the momentum like a bamboo, indomitable, and indestructible, rather than protecting itself like a magic weapon. It is purely unwise to attack for a long time, lack powerful means, blindly entangle, and wait for the opponent to make a mistake.

Wei Qiqi didn't know how many people had the same opinion as him, and he vaguely felt that Kunlun seemed to have some problems from the lineage to the side branches, from the elder sect master to the disciples. In the Xianyun Peak Competition, he gave a lesson to Xiandu, and in the Chixia Valley Sword Debate, he gave a lesson to the Seven Sects of the Side Branch, and now it is the year-end gambling game of Liushi Peak, should he also give Kunlun Yan a lesson?

In a trance, Wei Qiqi heard someone calling his name, he raised his head blankly and agreed, but saw a young man with a bright spirit standing in front of him, holding a thick big sword, smiling at him.

"Poison Sword Sect Le Mushan, ask Senior Brother Wei for advice. ”

Le Mushan is Du Mo's little junior disciple, Shi Tiezhong's closed disciple, a ninety-two earth dragon sword, among the second generation of Kunlun disciples, although not as talented as Chu Ge and Du Mo, he is faintly a candidate for the next generation of sect masters, and he is also Kunlun Junyan who is as famous as Shi Chuandeng and Guan Canghai.

Compared with Xiuwei, Le Mushan has broken through the Sword Mang Pass, and there is still a step away from the Sword Qi Pass, far above Wei Seventeen, than the Flying Sword, the ninety-two earth dragon sword in Le Mu Shan's hand looks like a wolf, but it is made of nine earth dragon snake bones that have been promoted to demon generals, with the dual power of earth and fire, and it is still ranked above the Biqi Sword in the Poison Sword Sect.

Le Mushan was arrogant, disdained to pick cheap, let go of Pu Yu, who had not recovered from serious injuries, and picked up Wei Seventeen. This person defeated Peng Yi with a sword in the Poisonous Spider Valley, and took over the senior brother's five-sword qi, making the Poisonous Sword Sect a laughing stock of Liushi Peak, which was really hateful, and he had the intention to frustrate his sharp spirit in front of everyone and win back face for the sect.

The second game of the year-end gambling game, the Poison Sword Sect Le Mu Mountain, the Ninety-two Earth Dragon Sword, the Imperial Sword Sect Wei Seventeen, and the Hidden Snow Sword.

Wei Qiqi stepped into the Taiji diagram, Le Mushan urged the five poison tricks, and raised the ninety-two earth dragon sword, the sword body slowly ignited a red flame, and the nine earth dragon snakes appeared in shape, entwined and swam.

"Shi Tiezhong really passed this sword to him......" Qin Zijie muttered in a low voice, sighing. At that time, he was still a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, and he was successful in cultivating the Red Lotus Jue, and wanted to find a flying sword in his hand, there were four flying swords that were most compatible with the Red Lotus Jue on the Liushi Peak, two of which were ownerless, a ninety-two earth dragon sword, a three-yang Guiyuan demon fire sword, and the three-yang Guiyuan demon fire sword was unruly, and the temperament of this sword was easily stained by demon fire, and it was extreme and violent, and it was not a good match.

This was the beginning of half a bumpy life.

Many years later, he heard that Shi Tiezhong had accepted a closed disciple and passed on the Ninety-Two Earth Dragon Sword to him, and he still didn't believe it, Jian Xiu had always regarded the flying sword as his life, and he would never leave his body, could he have found a flying sword that was more convenient than the Ninety-two Earth Dragon Sword?

Qin Zijie thought for a while, looked at it a few times, and shook his head slightly, Le Mushan was still very tender, urging the sword technique, it was not enough to make the ninety-two earth dragon sword completely transformed, the head and eyes of the earth dragon snake were blurred, and the scales were incomplete, but it only had a slight shape.

Le Mushan is quite proud, with the five poisons to drive the ninety-two earth dragon sword to transform, combined with the nine demon generals' Danhuo, sharp, ordinary flying sword is burned by the flames, that is, it becomes a scrap iron, that is, Qiuhong Sword, Taomu Zhenyuan Sword and the like, but also to retreat, to avoid the Danhuo.