This long street, in fact, is a more prosperous street in Jinling City, from day to night, from sunny to rainy days, are full of idlers walking the streets and alleys, but this evening, this area is exceptionally quiet and quiet, quiet to the sound of rain falling is very clear, quiet to the spring breeze swept through the streets and alleys, can not see any pedestrians, except for the wind and rain, there is only the sound of the inn door pushing open, stretching far and far.

At the end of the street, I don't know how many people are rushing over with knives, and two young people came out of the inn, but they walked slowly as if they were walking, one in white clothes and one in green shirts, both carrying a sword.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, there were drops of rain ticking on the umbrella, as if to break the umbrella, in fact, whether it was Gu Qingci or Liu Yiqing, their bodies had been wet with the rain dripping down, but they didn't care, and they didn't isolate it with their true qi, with a faint smile on their faces, they lit up the dim sky a little.

"It's a little too quiet. Gu Qingci said softly.

"Hehe," Liu Yiqing chuckled lightly and said, "Big brother, you are wrong, in fact, it is not quiet at all, in the dark, I don't know how many people are hiding from this battle, well, the people who were full of wind before must have arrived very early." ”

"Yes, someone will come?" Gu Qingci wondered.

"Hehe, Jian Gongzi and drunkard, this is definitely not a trivial matter against the Seven Killing Hall and the Ma family in the capital, but, big brother, I don't understand, why do you have to fight them to the death here instead of fleeing?" Liu Yiqing asked.

Gu Qingci raised his head slightly, stopped, and said, "First, I can't leave, second, I also want the wind and rain to come a little bigger, and third, I want to enter Beijing in a dignified manner!"

The long street is windy and rainy, and there is a dead silence.

At this moment, there are undercurrents surging in the world.

There is a mountain in the north of Great Xia, called Langya Mountain, but the peach blossoms have only budded in March, and there is a middle-aged man who looks seven or eight points similar to Liu Yiqing, who is looking at the cliff with his hands behind his back, with a calm and steady face, which is completely opposite to Liu Yiqing's character.

This person is Liu Yiqing's father and Liu Yunsleeve, the head of the Langya Sword Sect.

There were a few old men behind Liu Yunsleeve, and a few of them were about the same age as him, all of them were elders of the Langya Sword Sect or some people in power, some were sitting and drinking tea, some were playing chess, and some were discussing martial arts.

At this time, a disciple ran over, and suddenly, the scene was quiet for a while, everyone stopped, staring at the disciple deadly, so frightened that the person's forehead sweated rapidly, and said nervously: "Qi Qi Master, it has begun!"

"Bang"

The cup in Liu Yunsleeve's hand turned into ashes, and at the same time, a white-bearded man looked at it and smashed the chessboard directly, stood up, and said: "Yiqing's opportunity has finally come, damn it, last time I saw the sword path of the girl in the Tianshan Dao Pavilion from a distance, I was startled, and I don't know what will happen to Yiqing?"

"It won't be bad!" Liu Yunsleeve was sure.

............

In the capital, this day is also a little gloomy, as if it will rain at any time, in an attic, the third princess Tang Yun leaned against the window, quietly silent, and Ma Dongyang sat in front of him, also very silent.

After a long time, someone came up, said a few words to Ma Dongyang, and left, Ma Dongyang hurriedly said to Tang Yun: "Princess, Jinling City, it's starting to move!"

Tang Yun turned around slightly and said lightly: "How to arrange it." ”

"The Seven Killing Hall sent four great cultivators, I found eight great cultivators, as for the Qi Cover Realm martial artists, thirty, in addition, Jinling Mansion Yi also took refuge in His Highness Mo Yi a month ago, this time, it is foolproof!" Ma Dongyang said.

Tang Yun's eyes fluctuated slightly, and said, "Can you guarantee that nothing goes wrong?" You must know that Gu Qingci has grown up too fast, and it has exceeded our expectations. ”

Ma Dongyang nodded slowly and said, "Ouyang Muhua also went to Jinling a few days ago, and now, it's almost there!"

"Ouyang Muhua!" Tang Yun suddenly raised his eyebrows, stood up, and said angrily: "Ma Dongyang, what are you thinking, you actually asked Ouyang Muhua to assassinate Gu Qingci, ...... Are you an old fool?"

............

In an inn not far from the princess's mansion, the people of the Yinshan Sect were also looking at this gloomy sky, maybe it would be more appropriate to become a person from Meng Pozhuang now, Xiang Elder sighed softly, and saw a figure looming outside the window, as if a soul appeared.

"Holy Maiden!" said the elder respectfully.

Mo Lanying pursed her mouth, patted the elder's shoulder, and said, "I said Lao Xiang, how many times have I told you, call me Meng Po, Meng Po, don't call me a holy woman, the Yinshan Sect doesn't exist anymore!"

Elder Xiang was silent and did not speak.

Mo Lanying hated that iron could not become steel, sighed, and said: "How can I tell you that you just don't understand, the fall of the Yinshan Sect is the general trend, this cannot be changed, just like Gu Qingci will never die in Jinling, this is the general trend." ”

"How can the saint be so sure that Gu Qingci will not die in Jinling?"

Mo Lanying was suddenly stunned for a moment, and muttered: "Sure is sure, it's just that this Gu Qingci is different from what is recorded, and Liu Yiqing, what is going on in this Jinling battle, how can it change so much, Gu Qingci should not die in Jinling, his destination should be blood-stained territory, green mountains and bones, why should there be mulberry land!"

............

At the same time, two women on the boat suddenly raised their heads, looked at the city of Jinling, and flew up, both thinking of coming from the city.

In the city, there was also a man lying on the back of a donkey, nibbling on a carrot, taking the brick from the donkey's neck and shaking it gently.

Outside a tavern, there was an old man with a waist knife holding a bowl of wine, squatting in front of the eaves, showing two old yellow teeth with a smile, and saying a mouthful of Shuzhong dialect to himself, saying: "If you want it, if you want it, if you want it, fight it, which one wins and which one is great!"

Outside the long street, there are many inns and restaurants, and the business is the best, some people are discussing, some people are silent, and some people are waiting.

............

There was rain on the long street, and someone appeared.

There were only two young people in front of him, and there was no one to hide his whereabouts, accompanied by the sound of continuous footsteps, the click of shoe soles, and the sharp and bright swords unsheathed, hundreds or thousands of Jianghu men walked out of the alleys.

Under the two oil-paper umbrellas, Gu Qingci and Liu Yiqing stood in the middle of the street, the heavy rain was falling, and there were ripples everywhere, and the two quietly looked at the black crowd that poured out from all directions.

Liu Yiqing raised his head and took a sip of wine, ordered a few times casually, and said calmly: "Big brother, leave the five to me, how about you come to the remaining seven?"

Gu Qingci smiled slightly, and said: "You can fight one, anyway, they are all besieged, it doesn't matter if you kill a few, twelve, until you kill them all." ”

Liu Yiqing was very bland, leaned over to Gu Qingci's ear, and whispered: "Big brother, to be honest, are you really sure." ”

"I want to ask you this sentence too!"

"That's not sure!"

"Aren't you too?"

Just as the two were talking softly under the umbrella, the crowd in the heavy rain finally couldn't bear this contemptuous insult and shouted:

"Kill!"

Liu Yiqing threw away the oil-paper umbrella, threw it on the ground at will, raised his right hand and stretched out to his junior to hold the hilt of the sword, "Cheng", drew the sword out of the sheath, stepped on the water with a face, rushed over, and said lightly: "Big brother, I'll go first!"

Gu Qingci smiled slightly, bowed his hand slightly towards the crowd rushing over, and said, "After today, there will be a thousand fewer people on the rivers and lakes!"

It's a simple sentence, but it seems to cut through the world.

Gu Qingci slowly stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, the moment his slender fingers held the hilt of the sword stained with rain, countless raindrops were pierced by the sword qi, like a sudden attack of smoke, the gentle smile turned into murderous intent, shaking the sword silently, in the rain, I would never see the white clothes again.

Two figures shuttled through the crowd, one white, one blue, everywhere they passed, all the sisters were bloody, Liu Yiqing's sword was really ordinary, one sword and one sword, one corpse.

Gu Qingci was even more cruel than Liu Yiqing, the people his sword touched were all like kites, flying out upside down in an extremely miserable way, flying through the air, and some were shot in the head and smashed directly.

The thousands of men in the rivers and lakes who were shouting and killing were all quiet for a moment, subconsciously looking at the two bloody paths, and then rushed up again, this time, the twelve great cultivators also came.

In the rain of the long street, the white figure and the cyan figure are like walking through the street, both of them are swordsmen, both are raising swords and buzzing, whistling and waving, wrapped in cool breeze and cold water, every sword shadow passes, it is a figure flying, the sword body reaches the chest, some people fly out, vomiting blood and slipping down, some limbs are broken, and they fall to the ground and wail.

As the two gradually separated, as ordinary Liu Yiqing said before, he blocked the five great cultivators, with one against five, his face did not change in the slightest, calm as usual, in this gradually shrouded night, his eyes were very bright, he became more and more courageous, more and more ruthless, gradually, like a dream.

When he is injured, there is blood flying out, he is dodging, there are flying swords interspersed, he is killing, he is also hurting......

On the other side, Gu Qingci, who was doing unhindered, also met a great cultivator, this group of people did not talk about any morality, although they were also great cultivators, but they had self-knowledge, and they could only besiege people like Liu Yiqing and Gu Qingci.

He was carrying the thin jade bone sword, Weng buzzed, and at his feet, he said softly: "I have a sword, I walk in the world!"

An extremely terrifying speed vibrated at high speed, and then "Xiu Xiu Xiu" turned into a white light and shadow, tearing through the rain curtain, interspersed in the air, interspersed with sword shadows, the sword blade pointed to, there were great cultivators, coming with swords, and the jade bone sword was flying, blocking.

But among the seven cultivators, there are always those who can escape the pursuit.

The jade bone sword flew back, Gu Qingci held it in his hand, and the seven swords pierced the rain curtain at the same time, and one after another true qi came to fight, his true qi was full of true qi, a light mask appeared, and the golden true qi surged.

Seven swords, from several directions, pierced the light mask.

Gu Qingci is here to fight for true qi, he is a great cultivator, and he singled out seven at the same time, but for the first time, a mouthful of blood flowed out lightly, and at the same time, he saw a green shadow flying upside down, and Liu Yiqing's voice came: "Big brother, I can't seem to beat it!"