Therefore, in the quarrel and identification of the problem, Cheng Yiyi followed Xue Song one by one, and the two of them had small differences in views, but they were generally the same.

Ba Ye and the other nine people went back along the river, all the way were heavy soldiers, in order to avoid people's eyes, the nine people acted separately and decided to meet in Hangzhou. The overlord ordered Chu Ren to follow him, named Zhou Quan's life, but in fact, he could use this sword warrior to sharpen his sword anytime and anywhere. Since the battle with that nameless little secretary, the overlord has a little uneasiness and resentment in his heart, in short, Song Guojian cultivation can't be taken lightly, it's always too careful.

The other seven people were not in big trouble, no matter how many soldiers there were along the way, no one would immediately assume that each of them was a spy of the Liao State. Only the master and servant, one in front of the other, carrying a big sword on their backs, are really eye-catching.

Chu Ren hired a carriage, sat in the same car with the overlord, and drove to Hangzhou. In order to avoid inspection, Gu Blunt hid under the carriage, and it was expected that no more shrewd person would overturn the bottom of the car.

The car dealer went through the checkpoints all the way, and no one thought there was anything wrong with the two men sitting in the car, because one of them was a man with an injured and broken arm. On this day, I walked to a mountain road, and met fifty or sixty people, all dressed as sword cultivators, and they were in a hurry.

The mountain road could only pass through horse-drawn carriages, and fifty or sixty people were assigned to avoid it. The coachman patted the horse's buttocks slowly, and the horse drove slowly. A sword cultivator in his forties frowned at the carriage as he seemed to hear the voice of his name being shouted from the carriage.

The surrounding is empty, and there will be a sound and an echo. The man looked at the rest of the disciples, they were all listlessly looking into the distance, and they didn't seem to hear any strange noise, and the man thought he had misheard.

The car had already slid in front of them, and a thunderous voice sounded in front of this person's ears again: "Song Wu!"

Song Wuyi trembled, and the voice fell from the sky, thick and loud. He hurriedly looked up and saw that there was nothing unusual around him, and the disciples all looked normal.

Song Wu asked, "Did you hear the voice?"

The disciples all shook their heads.

"Song Wu!" sounded again.

Song Wuxun went to the prestige and found that the voice came from the carriage. He was full of excitement, and suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes couldn't stop looking back at the carriage that was slowly moving forward. The carriage swayed leisurely, elongating and expanding in Song Wu's field of vision, and the two wheels slowly broke away from the mountain road and flew towards the middle of the air. And the horse in front of him also took off the reins of the horse like a piece of paper, and the hammer was also spit out by it, and fell to the ground with a "dang" sound.

Song Wu was startled, rubbed his eyes and saw that the carriage was still on the road, but the carriage was transparent, and there was a six-foot sword hidden under the car, which was ancient and blunt.

"Don't go in front of the car!Give me back my sword!" Song Wu blurted out, and even he himself was taken aback. All the disciples were stunned when they heard this, and then surrounded the car in front of them.

The coachman was startled, thinking that the bandits were plundering, so he trembled and grabbed the reins of the horse, jumped out of the car and begged for mercy: "Ladies and gentlemen, if you have something to say, don't hurt people's lives." Small business, not much money, please laugh at Haihan. As he spoke, he snatched out a bit of broken silver from his belt and handed it over with trembling hands.

The first disciple pushed his hand and scolded: "Whoever asks for your silver, get out of the car and check the car to find the sword!"

Chu Ren trembled, and his heart beat faster, but when he looked at the overlord, he saw that he was calm and his demeanor was still the same.

Song Wu came over and said, "Touch under the car." ”

A disciple was about to make a move, and leaned down to get under the car. Strangely, after dozens of breaths, he didn't react, just turned his butt outwards and knelt quietly.

"Little Liu, is there any?" asked a disciple with a leg crutch.

This crutch caused the leaning disciple to tilt directly to the ground, and he did not react. They pulled him out, but they saw that his face was pale, his tongue was sticking out, his head was drooping, and he had no snort, and his throat was choked.

All the disciples drew their swords in their hands and shouted, "Get out!"

When the coachman had seen this tyrannical scene, he was immediately frightened and fainted to the ground.

Song Wuye drew his sword in his hand and slowly approached the car. Everyone held their breath and stared at the carriage as they realized that the people in the carriage were not idle.

Hearing the sound of a "snap" on the horse's buttocks, the horse was frightened and whipped, and he ignored the people who stood in front of him, and wanted to rush forward with his hooves. The horse had just taken a step, and the farrier was about to step on the two disciples in front of him, when Song Wu had already jumped up and cut off the horse's head with a sword. The horse's blood splashed everywhere, and the blood rose to the sky like a basin of blood, so that Song Wu's body was covered with blood, and even the mountain road was red.

With a drop, the carriage cracked violently, and two people flew into the air, one of them with a tiger's back and a big sword, looking in all directions.

"Gu Shi, it's Gu Shi!" Song Wu shouted at the six-foot sword in the sky, it turned out that Fang Cai's voice was not an auditory hallucination, but an ancient blunt edict.

Song Wu thought quickly, knowing that the cultivation of this sword-wielder was extremely high, and hurriedly ordered: "Don't go forward, quickly form an attacking sword formation!" Rao is words came out early, not to be wary of the disciples who are fast-handed, and have already stepped on a step to build a sword and prepare to wait for the rabbit. The overlord gave him a chance to wait for the rabbit, stabbed down with a sword in both hands, and Gu Dull stabbed it through the disciple's heavenly spirit cover. With a twist of his hands, the disciple was already crushed.

It was covered in blood. The brain, heart, liver, lungs and other organs flowed to the ground, and a brand-new half of the bitter gall was dripping and round on the ground. The rest of the body and everything inside it has burst into pieces.

The encirclement of dozens of disciples relaxed a little, and everyone took five steps back and circled in a big circle to keep the two of them on guard. This attacking sword array has two layers, the inner layer uses a short sword, and the outer layer uses a long sword. The inner layer is double up and down, and the upper weight is also a long sword. Song Wu is the head of this sword formation, between the inner and outer layers. You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat.

The overlord's hands began to tremble, and he tried to maintain his composure, but his heart was a little irritable. Because this sword is extremely spiritual and can be recognized, the resistance of this sword in front of the Wu Yue Sword Sect has become greater.

At first, when it first received this sword, its temper was not too stubborn, and its stubbornness and disobedience were not deep, and the overlord had already fed it a few taels of Chu people's blood, and the sword's irritability was temporarily calmed down. At this moment, when he met the people of this sect and Song Wu, the master of the sect, he ordered his sect to protect his sword and protect himself with the status of the great master of his sect.

At this time, most of the overlord's strength was consumed on the suppression sword, and he no longer dared to provoke easily. When Fang burst that disciple, this sword almost came out of his hand, and if it weren't for his divine power, he would have been unable to control it a long time ago. At this moment, there were already disciples running far away to the city to report to the official, and after a while, a large number of heavy troops came.

Now we are in a dilemma.

Gu Dull was already buzzing, and the swords around him began to resonate. There was an ancient force coming from the ancient blunt, absorbing the surrounding swords and starting to approach it. All the disciples resisted, thinking that it was the sword-snatching demon technique used by the two of them, but only Song Wu understood in his heart that it was the ancient master who was exerting his strength.

Song Wu was like a mirror in his heart, and picked up his saber backwards, only to feel that the suction power was amazing, enough to pierce the armor, and hurriedly shouted: "Out of the sword!"

When the words fell, dozens of bright and dangling swords flew towards the two of them, the sword flew very fast, the sword wind was very strong, the sword pressure here increased, and suddenly overturned the surrounding trees with deep roots.

The overlord was the first to react, abandoning the sword and taking Chu Ren to step out of the sword formation. Hearing the dense sound of rain hitting doors and windows, all the flying swords were attached to Gu Dut. In the blink of an eye, all the flying swords fell off, and they consciously stood beside Gu Blunt's body, forming a strict and orderly hierarchical position.

Gu blunt flickered, and the aftermath rushed up these flying swords, stabbing towards the overlord together. Seeing this, Chu Ren was already frightened and hurriedly hid behind a boulder. The overlord was full of true qi, the pure wind sword technique in his left hand, the lightning sword technique in his right hand, and in an instant, the wind surged, the lightning flashed, and the two sword qi masses of wind power protected the body of the overlord, and retreated backwards with the flying sword. After a fierce explosion, the dust was all over the place, and the flying swords returned to their respective places and returned to everyone's hands.

Seeing that Gu Blunt had the intention of abandoning, the overlord jumped back to its side in a fit of anger, and heard the sound of the landslide and the ground cracked, and the overlord's feet had already gone a foot deep into the ground. He quickly raised his sword to his chest, and swore with all the strength of his body to break it, "I can't get it, no one can think of it!

The gale rose again, dark clouds shrouded the four fields, and the ancient blunt sword light broke through the sky, as if it had suffered a huge grievance.