Legend has it that the Emperor of Heaven created a man, with spar as bone and clay as muscle, but after he was created, he was never able to carry the fairy spirit, and this clay man could not open his mind for a long time. These silent clay figurines are indistinguishable from plants and trees, which disappoints the Emperor who is bent on imitating himself and adding life to this world.

It wasn't until later that the Emperor of Heaven stumbled upon the rootless pure water at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and with this water as a guide, it could be dissolved into the soul, and the soul returned to its place, and finally achieved the three souls and seven spirits of the spirit of all things.

Pure water contains the soul, dissolves into blood, and the blood hides the soul, and the soul leads to all souls.

The essence and blood of man is a unique existence in this world, hiding the mysterious power given by the ancient world. As a result, many of the forbidden sealing techniques are based on the art of blood sacrifice.

Now a fifteen-year-old boy also claims to use the art of blood sacrifice, which makes Liang Zheng stunned. The young man probably just used the wrong name, what he meant should be that he just wanted to use murder to vent his anger at the unrighteousness of heaven and earth, and use blood to commemorate the grievances accumulated by the Li family over the years.

Guessing Li Chongguang's true intentions, Liang Zheng couldn't help but sneer in his heart, Could it be that you have concluded that I am here because of a scheme? The myth that the Nanyue Sword Saint has boasted about for hundreds of years should also be rewritten by me.

With this in mind, Liang Zheng no longer hesitated, his careful arrangement for this stunted boy was about to really start working.

Liang Zheng seems to be reckless, but in fact he is meticulous, the legendary sword saint stunt is to kill people by stimulating sword qi, the most powerful part of this sword qi is that it is invisible and invisible, but naturally it also has its shortcomings, that is, it cannot be extended infinitely, so the source of Liang Zheng's confidence is the two hundred Fu Shao archers who are ambushed in the dense forest.

The dense forest where the Fuyao archers were ambushed was also personally selected by Liang Zheng. He had learned Li Chongguang's light body method when he was ten years old, and the young man could easily break through the interception of the guards and hold himself hostage, and now he had a long-distance top-level bow formation, and he only needed to find a way to restrict that kid's breakthrough body method.

This means of stopping the heavy light from advancing is hidden in a thicket more than a person high between the stone platform and the dense forest. There are Qinghu's subordinates and Liang Zheng's servants hidden here.

In order to give full play to the role of this batch of cannon fodder, Liang Zheng also made careful arrangements, and the thieves of Qinghu all wore the official uniforms of the officials, but the order he received in private was that as long as there was an opportunity, no matter who cut off Li Chongguang's head, he would pay a thousand taels.

And those officials were also promised that those who could capture the murderers would be guaranteed by the Liangzhou Mansion, and the officials would be promoted to three levels, and their salaries would be doubled.

In the end, Liang Zheng himself personally commanded the bow array, if the secret arrow sneak attack was successful, it would naturally be the best, even if it was exposed, then Liang Zheng himself would become the best bait, and the young and vigorous Li family boy would naturally do his best to throw himself into this carefully arranged arrow net.

Everything is just like Liang Zheng's calculation, now the young man knows that Liang Zheng wants to exhaust his physical strength with a longbow, but he still rushes towards the dense forest where Liang Zheng is hiding, and what greets him is round after round of black arrow rain.

Of course, under the rain of arrows, there are also those errand and thieves who gamble their lives for fame and fortune. With just one head, you can retreat from the bloody rain, you can fight for glory and wealth, besides, it seems that this opportunity is in front of you, and it is within reach, so there are constantly people who fall in this round of arrow rain, and people continue to rush to the arrow rain, rushing to the firm and thin figure that is advancing against the arrow rain.

Li Chongguang actually secretly figured out Liang Zheng's arrangement, he originally had a chance to succeed by sneak attack, but it didn't seem to be able to bring the young man happiness and revenge, since Liang Zheng designed a lot of mechanisms, the young man wanted to let this femme fatale feel the feeling of being crushed by the sword saint's relics.

He just wanted Liang Zheng to see clearly that the sword saint was immortal, and a sharp sword could break the sky.

Finally, in the face of round after round of arrow rain, the boy ran out of patience, and gradually showed fatigue, and even a few arrow scars appeared on his body. Taking advantage of the interval of the rain of arrows, Li Chongguang jumped high in the air, and pulled out a sword flower into the bushes in front of him that kept stabbing spears and spears, and then the sword was within reach, a crescent-shaped sword qi had been formed, and this sword qi fan-shaped, like an invisible scythe of death, at a height of three feet from the ground, unstoppably forward, where it passed, whether it was flowers and trees, or the skin, flesh and bones hidden in it, and even those various weapons waiting for the opportunity to fight, all of them cut out a smooth plane like a mirror.

The sword qi was harvested, and the howls and moans around finally gradually stopped, although the peerless sword qi exerted by Li Chongguang was amazing, but Liang Zheng, who had been secretly observing, was even more calm, as he expected, although the sword qi had an unstoppable momentum, after penetrating the bushes, it had become the end of a strong crossbow, and it could not continue to march towards the dense forest where the longbow was hiding, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

And the boy who performed the spell had obviously lost his strength, his face became even paler, and he began to clutch his chest, gasping for breath.

Liang Zheng suddenly became a little entangled, such a talented young man, if it wasn't for the whim of the year, greedy for that little profit, if he could use this kind of skill for his own use, instead of being an enemy, he was afraid that he would be able to go to the next level in his career.

Although he thought of this, the previous deployment had already begun to be fully launched, and seeing that Li Chongguang's sword qi had swept away the last obstacle to reaching Liang Zheng's hiding place, Li Chongguang's lonely figure triggered another line of defense at the junction of grass and trees.

Suddenly, a hundred crossbowmen stood up, and the repeaters in their hands suddenly shot out like flying locusts.

The repeating crossbow is the standard equipment of the five armies of Great Xia, although it is not as long as the firing distance of 500 steps of the longbowman's flying arrow, but each full-string crossbow can be fired in a row of ten crossbows, and within the range of 100 steps, both the rate of fire and the accuracy are incomparable to the longbow.

In the face of the oncoming short crossbow arrows, Li Chongguang didn't dare to drag it up, and picked up a lost shield on the ground with his toes, protecting it in front of him, and in an instant, several powerful crossbows smashed into the shield.

The body of the crossbow arrow is shorter than the flying arrow, but the speed and strength exceed the flying arrow, and the impact of several crossbow arrows makes Li Chongguang take a few steps back.

The well-trained crossbow team is neither like the bandits who only care about exchanging their heads for bounties, nor like those cannon fodder officers who want to pave their careers with their heads, they fight only to defeat their opponents and win the battlefield.

The crossbowmen had experienced the sword qi of the previous young man, and understood that once this technique came out again, it would be a river of blood, so they maintained the offensive formation and never left the slightest gap for the young man to counterattack.

The crossbowmen lined up in the shape of goose wings, the front row shot fast, and the back row mounted the crossbow, to ensure that the whole process of rapid shooting was not interrupted for a moment, and the personnel and crossbow arrows always maintained a frontal offensive in the round shooting, Li Chongguang's shield, under the continuous slamming of the hammer-like force, the shield was quickly smashed into a dent, Chongguang had to use the shield to protect his front, bearing the momentum of the more and more fierce crossbow attack, but was forced to retreat by the huge momentum from the shield.

Before, he felt that Liang Zheng was making a little fuss and shook his head collar, but at this moment, he no longer had the slightest slackness, his eyes were staring at the black-clothed young man who could no longer hold on, waiting for the moment when this young man was pierced by ten thousand arrows.

Finally, Li Chongguang was forced to retreat to the edge of the cliff where the body of the young tiger was thrown back then, the shield in his hand had been completely deformed, and several arrows even tore through the solid card surface and got stuck in those torn cracks.

Liang Zheng followed the approaching crossbow army, and finally saw this black-clothed young man who made him sleep, and a bad breath grew out of his mouth, and he cursed fiercely,

"Threaten this official, even if you are a terrible ghost, what can you do? You couldn't kill me back then, and now you're still only worthy of being my subordinate. It's a pity that your dead ghost father and mother are scattered, or I will let them see how I made the Li family desperate. ”

Li Chongguang's eyes were wide open by such a vicious provocation, and he shouted

"The enmity is not broken, and the light will not die!"

Before the sound of this roar fell, the boy was shot down and fell off the cliff by the oncoming torrent of crossbow arrows.

Liang Zheng will definitely not be negligent this time, and shouted, "The thief's life is ruthless, he wants to see people in life, and he wants to see corpses in death." There is a reward for those who find it. ”

There was a burst of cheers, and the remnants of Qinghu's subordinates and those who still had the strength to fight howled excitedly and rushed towards the Jiuqu River under the cliff.

Although the Fuyao sergeants were not greedy for merit, they did everything to eliminate evil, and the amazing combat power displayed by the young man on the other side made them dare not relax, maintained the battle formation, and also participated in the search along the stream.

The water flow of Jiuqu River is no longer calm, and the stream that originally flowed silently actually churned up with turbid waves, and countless whirlpools were still rolling between the waves. Liang Zheng was also among them, personally supervising the battle, and vowed to bring back the young man's head and go back to pay tribute to the old lady Liang lying in the mourning hall.

"There, there. A searching soldier suddenly shouted, and looked in the direction he had guided, and sure enough, on a big rock in the middle of the stream, sat a black-clothed young man Li Chongguang, which was already a relatively open place on the water, and a few anxious people could not wait to swim towards this glory and wealth.

The careful Liang Zheng muttered, "The only explanation for falling from such a high cliff and not dying is that this kid should have fallen into the water to save his life, but looking at the young man's body, his clothes are dry, and he has not been stained with the slightest splash." ”

But Liang Zheng didn't want to affect the momentum of the pursuers, and brandished the Pu knife in his hand,

"Boy, I'm going to chop you up like I chopped your old man. ”

The sergeant Fuyao on the side, under the command of the leader, once again lined up in a neat formation along the shore, and countless arrows were just waiting for an order to pierce the young man into a hedgehog.

Li Chongguang looked coldly at the approaching pursuers, and slowly stood up. At this moment, the young man's body seems to be another soul that has gone through countless vicissitudes, and that soul looks at the countless enemies in front of him, but it is like looking at a group of ants.

"This is the place where my Li ancestor, the Nanyue Sword Saint, attained enlightenment. My Li family originally had no quarrel with the world, but I met you, a wicked villain. You even forced me to kill my father with my own hands......"

Liang Zheng was firmly stared at by the young man's cold gaze, as if he had been pierced into his chest and abdomen by two cold airs, and he couldn't help but shiver. He looked at the dense array of arrows behind him, and laughed at how he could be frightened by the desperate teenager in front of him. He looked at the pursuers who were already swimming to the boulder where the boy had landed, and wanted them to capture the strange boy alive, and then enjoy the pleasure of cutting off the boy's head with his own hands.

How did I know that the young man's next words shocked Liangzhou Mansion again,

"I hated you for five years, hated Heavenly Dao for five years, but today, I understand that you are the fate of our Li family, and our unparalleled sword qi that has been lost for thousands of years still depends on you to reappear in the world after all. I'll let you see the peerless sword qi that the Nanyue Sword Saint has realized here. ”

No one knows what the young Li Chongguang experienced on the banks of Jiuqu River, and no one knows how he was able to compete with heaven and earth. Soon, however, a new legend will spread that the Nanyue Sword Saint has returned to the world.

The intention is too empty, the sword is ninefold, there is no match, there is no edge, and the red dragon is slashed......

All the soldiers present saw the unbelievable scene in front of them, the young man on the boulder slowly rose into the air, and the stream around the boulder boiled like boiling water, and the continuous surging water vapor gradually wrapped the young man's body like a fairy mist.

Liang Zheng looked at his subordinates who began to retreat, and he was faintly uneasy in his heart.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!"

Whoosh, countless arrows immediately shot towards the mist, but the arrows shot into the mist seemed to have escaped into the void and disappeared without a trace.

Suddenly, a huge water ball rose from the boiling water, and a dazzling white light shot out from the water mist, piercing into the water ball, and in an instant, the water ball exploded violently, shattering into countless water droplets, shooting towards the surrounding crowd.

The eyes of the soldiers could not see these water droplets, but only water arrows that were faster than crossbow arrows, poof, puff, those who were still stunned by the sight in front of them, no matter how heavy the armor they were wearing, were all penetrated by the dense water arrows.

Immediately, a body that had turned into a corpse, with countless tiny blood mist spraying around it, fell into the Jiuqu River one after another.

Peerless and Bladeless, it turns out that the real Peerless Sword Qi is not a slash in an invisible murderous aura, but a power that is hidden in heaven and earth like mountains and water, and this power can drive the mountains to shake and the water to boil.

The power to slay the red dragon is the sword saint to guide the search for the descendants of the unparalleled sword qi, this unparalleled sword qi, hidden between heaven and earth, and if you want to find it, only by relying on countless blood, can this power appear.

Slashing the red dragon is not to kill a red dragon, but to summon the hidden red dragon through bloodthirsty slashing.

Today's Jiuqu River, countless blood poured into the boiling stream, from the air, the stream twists and turns, all stained red with blood, thousands of years later, Jiuqu Creek, the angry red dragon, reappeared in the world again.