Dead wood crosses the river, stops on the riverside side of Yiluo Mountain, dead wood rises and falls, and the young man stands on it, looking up at the top of the mountain.

This stop made Wang Qingyuan's gaze appear solemn, ordinary cultivators could not sense it, but he clearly captured a hidden sharp aura, which belonged to the edge of the knife path, and only cultivators who also comprehended the edge could sense it.

"Little brother, I see that you also practice knives, but you have to watch carefully, the snow drinking knife is passed on, if it is not for the generational competition, where can we have such a blessing. ”

This is an old man, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, standing beside Wang Qingyuan, holding an old cigarette gun, shaking off the burned ash inside.

"Look, that's the sects and families around Taiyuan City, from this snow drinking knife into Liangzhou, they sent people to keep an eye on it, and now they are all here, just to observe this battle. ”

The old smoker said to himself, regardless of whether Wang Qingyuan wanted to listen or not, but not far away some young people gathered over, walking in Kyushu, the older the more treasured, not to say how high the exercises are, but the three religions and nine streams of various doorways, all know in their hearts, for the younger generation, it can be regarded as a living legendary storybook.

"The old man said that they were all those sects and families. ”

A young man asked, the footsteps are deep and shallow, Wang Qingyuan knew at a glance that he had not practiced the foundation building skills at home, and the muscles and bones had not been tempered well.

"Hehe, listen up, the little ones, those are the Yixin Sword Lu Family, the Green Forest Gang, the Three-Point Guiyuan Sword Sect, and the Wind Blade Wu Family......"

The old man said a series of sects and family names, the first, second, and third orders, and many sects and families in Taiyuan Prefecture came, and the heirs of the two top inheritances, the battle they had been waiting for for many years finally arrived, maybe this was not the last battle, but it represented the beginning of the victory and defeat of the two major easy numbers of "Heluo" and "Congenital" in this generation.

"Hey, it's a pity, the threshold of these family gates and sects is always so high, and our cultivation of one or two layers of "Foundation Building" can't be looked down on at all. ”

"It's not, who can eat meat every day these days, not to mention those tonic demon beast meat, if I can do that, I can also practice the fourth level of "Foundation Building Gong", no!

Someone noticed Wang Qingyuan, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Little brother, you came out to explore Kyushu at such a young age, I advise you, or go home as soon as possible, the cultivation road is dangerous, and the head is tied to the belt of the trousers one day, maybe one day it will be taken off, or fall into the belly of the demon beast, there are parents at home, and it is not far away." ”

It was a somewhat rustic-looking young man, with many patches and tears in his coarse cloth robe, and he rolled up his sleeves and carried a crude iron sword with fine notches, which was tied to his back with only a strip of cloth.

Hearing the young man say this, the group of young people who were still interested and asked about the old smoking gun were a little silent, and some people seemed to think of something and sighed softly.

There are too many people chasing dreams, they are just a small bush of weeds, and the wildfires can't be burned, but when the spring breeze blows, what comes out is no longer their stubble.

Wang Qingyuan smiled and said: "Only with a dream can you have a heart, and only with a heart can you have love, your parents are here, you can return from a long trip, as long as you have a heart." ”

As long as you have the heart?

A group of young people chewed these four words, and then looked at Wang Qingyuan's gaze a little strange, this young man who looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old could actually say such a thing, looking at him in a dark green robe, he didn't look like a child of a famous family, at least he didn't have the arrogant temperament they sometimes felt.

Only the long knife wrapped in green cloth, with a simple handle, seemed to be worth a few taels of silver.

"It's coming! Look! Someone is coming down from Yiluo Mountain!"

Suddenly, the sound of people by the Yangtze River exploded, and Wang Qingyuan felt a feeling, so he looked at a cliff facing the Yangtze River on the Yiluo Mountain.

A touch of green shadow, jumping on the cliff, like walking on the ground, every step of the fall seems to exhaust the mountain qi, and the qi of this Yiluo Mountain is integrated, flawless, and there is no flaw to be found.

"Hey, you found it so quickly. ”

The simple young man looked at Wang Qingyuan's gaze, a little vague, but he didn't have to think about it, it should be the descendant of the Astounding Cloud Sword of the Shield Yizong's generation.

Nearly 200 zhang high Yiluo Mountain, that touch of green shadow only more than ten breaths of work to come down, is a graceful jade, beautiful appearance, about twenty-nine fragrant women.

The green gauze long skirt is tied to the waist, there is green silk like a waterfall, Qiong's nose is like jade, and the graceful posture is like a breeze, especially the pair of eyes that are more calm than the autumn water, which seems to contain the nine heavenly clouds in it, seeing the changes of the wind and clouds, not moving.

I didn't see any movement of it, a piece of green bamboo broke off on the bank of the river, flew up in the air, and just fell under its jade feet, and then fell to the calm, sparkling river water at this time.

Yiluo Mountain Shield Sect, the descendant of this generation of Shocking Cloud Sword, is actually such a gorgeous and stunning woman?

By the Yangtze River, a group of cultivators gathered could clearly see that behind the beautiful woman in the green gauze dress, she was also carrying a purple avocado sword box about four feet long.

In the sword box, it seems that it is the Shocking Cloud Sword, which is also ranked ninety-fifth in the Heavenly Weapons Register.

Snow Drinking Knife!

This contains the essence of the two major myriad magic exercises or divine weapons, the two descendants of this generation, and finally appeared in Kyushu.

"Treading water Lingbo, how high is this skill, I heard that it is only possible to do it if you practice your own vitality and grasp the strength of the subtleties......"

The simple young man muttered, looked at Wang Qingyuan again, but ignored him, his eyes were solemn, and he fell on the surface of the river.

When he lowered his gaze again, on the water of the Yangtze River, the man and the woman didn't say a word, and almost shot at the same time.

Dead wood near the river, Mu Ne young man from the Xue Drink Dao Nie family picked up a puff of river water, he waved his hand and sprinkled it, dripping into a knife, shining with waves, the blade was rough, long enough, the air was torn, and a pale vacuum crack was pulled.

On a piece of green bamboo, down from Yiluo Mountain, a slender and slender jade finger of a beautiful woman in a green gauze long skirt was tapped, and a wisp of river water raised a sword, the sword was three feet six inches long, piercing the air.

The edge of the sword!

Wang Qingyuan concentrated, the cultivation of the two young masters was unfathomable, he carefully observed, if he had an understanding.

With the sound of the bell, many cultivators on the bank of the Yangtze River were dumbfounded, and their swords collided in the air, hitting the wide river surface of one hundred and ten zhang, setting off a storm and waves, and actually giving birth to a magnificent golden iron sound, and then it exploded, turning into water droplets in the sky again, falling like rain.

"Immortal means, nothing more than that. ”

Around Wang Qingyuan, a group of Kyushu chicks sighed again and again, their eyes were full of envy, and they were as old as them, but at this time, a man and a woman on the Yangtze River gathered the eyes of the entire Taiyuan.

However, after this blow, the Yangtze River calmed down, whether it was the young man of the Nie family of the Snow Drinking Dao, or the beautiful woman of the Yiluo Mountain Shield Sect who inherited the Shocking Cloud Sword of this generation, one stood on the dead wood, and the other stood on the green bamboo, all of them were not wet, showing outstanding skills and extraordinary light body skills.

"Ling Bo walked, turning water into soldiers, the heirs of this generation of Snow Drinking Sword and Cloud Shocking Sword are more amazing than previous generations. ”

On the side of the Yangtze River, there are pieces of isolated, small number of open space, are from Liangzhou many Kyushu sects, family people, at this time there are masters sighed, that is the old smoke gun in the mouth of the heart of the sword Lu family, Taiyuan Prefecture rare first-order family, with a first-order superior "one heart sword" kung fu famous in Kyushu.

Airplanes!

On the Yangtze River, the two easy heirs did not move, but the originally calm river slowly gave birth to ripples, and the ripples turned into waves, and the waves became terrifying waves again.

The water of the Yangtze River is 100 zhang wide, and the two are dozens of zhang away from each other staring at each other, and the river surface with a radius of more than 100 zhang seems to have given birth to a natural disaster.

"It's such a terrifying Yuan Qi Field, the cultivation of these two easy to count people, I'm afraid that they have already reached the Golden Pill. Dragons and tigers gather, and they see immortality for the first time. ”

This is a deputy sect leader of the Green Forest Gang, as a second-order gang in Taiyuan City, secretly controlling many transactions. The oil and water of many ports on the Yangtze River not only need to have passable strength, but also poisonous and spicy eyesight, otherwise in the chaotic Kyushu, you will accidentally provoke some terrible masters. In an instant, it was burned.

Airplanes!

There was a sound of swords and swords, from the surface of the river, and then, on the banks of the Yangtze River, hundreds of cultivators, as long as they carried blades with them, especially swords, involuntarily gave birth to a trembling sound.

This is not just the sharp qi, Wang Qingyuan felt the air as soon as his eyes moved. If there is no spiritual aura, with two different sharp aura, like a sword.

Mental power!

These two heirs of the easy number have all set foot in the spiritual realm, and as far as Wang Qingyuan is concerned, the attainment and control of this spiritual power are already meticulous and quite good.

Almost at the same time, on the surface of the Yangtze River, the two easy heirs each stretched out a hand. As soon as the void was grasped, a puff of river water was ingested, condensed into a sword and a sword, and fell into the hands of the two.

"Spiritual realm. Condensed into soldiers!"

An elder of the Three-Point Guiyuan Sword Sect was amazed, he was a little skeptical at the beginning, and now he was even more undoubted, these two easy to count heirs, cultivation is probably not ordinary among the Jindan Sect Masters. Without the slightest hint of fireworks between these gestures, I knew that the two of them had attainments in the two swordsmanship, and most of them had already produced many cultivators, and there were signs of their own pattern.

Rumble!

The next moment, the dead wood was shattered, the green bamboo was cracked, and the two figures of one gray and one green were like arrows, colliding on the water surface of the Yangtze River, and the river water with a radius of dozens of zhang exploded at once, and there were waves crashing on the shore, huge waves hitting the sky, and the water light filled the void, blocking everyone's sight.

"Damn, I can't see clearly! With such a big momentum, how can I learn a trick and a half now, it's too fast!"

"That's it, the splash quickly dispersed, how the air is distorted, how do you look at this, what kind of competition is this, the winner knows the defeat!"

"Don't complain, people are masters, where can they pay attention to us. ”

Wang Qingyuan listened to a group of young people around him complaining, they came to the Yangtze River water, and they actually had the same thoughts as hundreds of young people on this bank, but if they want to steal the teacher, how can it be so simple, if they can simply look at it once and gain insight into the fundamental inheritance of a sect, a faction and a family, what is the point of many cultivators, the predecessors and sages painstakingly created and performed the magic exercises, on the other hand, those who can really do this step are already good masters, even if they understand, they usually disdain to practice。

Therefore, many times in this world, opportunities are not something that can be obtained by asking for each other, and sometimes even if the opportunity is in front of you, you can only look at it, but you can't get it.

Is this what fate is called?