Thousands of crystal water droplets follow the mountain wind, and before they hit the ground, they are blown slender, like a small crystal sword.

The crystal sword struck in the banana forest not far away, crackling, this is the sound of wind and rain.

There is a small bamboo building in the plantain forest, which is empty at the moment.

There was originally a female swordsman living there, but she hadn't returned since she left Bashan three years ago, but this time Gu Liren said that she wanted to accept apprentices, and I heard that her female disciple Yan Xinlan had also been ordered to come back.

I don't know how she would feel if she heard that Gu Liren had already found a disciple herself, and her female disciple came back just for nothing.

However, if you talk about happiness and freedom, it seems that there are few people in this world who can compare to your junior brother.

Thinking that he could have such a monster junior brother, he couldn't help but sigh, and then he was a little proud.

The wind and rain in the town outside the Bashan Sword Field are also fierce.

Countless sword shadows accompanied by the violent wind continued to rush towards Lin Zhujiu's body from all directions.

More and more people are coming.

Some people are lonely, some people don't like to move around a lot of people, and some people don't like to reveal their hiding, but after Ling Sigongzi took out his sword, all these people merged into this town.

The eyes of the vast majority of people were full of shock, and some arrogant young people who did not think that they would be worse than those who were famous, but now their eyes were full of desolation.

Ling Sigongzi's sword was very calm, he seemed to be just strolling, but his sword was composed of eight directions.

The storm of sword shadows completely enveloped Lin Zhujiu's figure.

From the beginning of his sword to the present, he always seems to have used the same sword move.

But this sword move is in his hands, but the power is constantly improving, and the sword intent, which was already perfect in the eyes of many people, is constantly becoming more perfect.

Ye Xinhe's brows furrowed.

He also looked down on those pretentious young people before, but this Ling Sigongzi should be his fierce rival.

On the contrary, Yan Xinlan beside him had a calm face.

The Lin Boiled Wine wrapped in the wind and rain seems to be a little difficult to cope.

He had at least transformed dozens of exquisite sword moves in six or seven sword scriptures, but he still couldn't break through such a storm.

However, suddenly, the wind and rain stopped suddenly, and Ling Sigongzi stopped.

It was only then that many people could see the sword in his hand.

It was a somewhat peculiar broadsword, twice as wide as a normal sword, but a foot shorter than a normal longsword.

The cyan sword had many irregular notches on its body, faintly flashing with water.

Lin Zhujiu looked at him puzzled, and then couldn't help but look at his sword.

"Xiaoxiao Wind and Rain Sword. ”

Ling Sigongzi raised his sword so that Lin Zhuojiu could see it more clearly, "But I have a lot of swords, and this is just one of them." If you can overcome me, it will be okay for me to give you this sword. ”

"Heroic!"

Lin Boiljiu couldn't help but admire, but then couldn't help but ask, "Why did you stop?"

"Just a few things to be sure. ”

Ling Sigongzi looked at Lin Zhujiu calmly, his chest didn't even rise and fall at all, and the sword that he had just made didn't seem to be too intense for him, "You're seriously injured?"

Lin Zhujiu nodded, "It should be quite heavy." ”

"That's to think of us as a means of sharpening your kendo practice. Ling Sigongzi raised his head slightly, his face turned slightly colder, "Any sword technique is a valuable experience handed down by generations of cultivators, any sword competition should be a solemn thing, since you are injured and dare to challenge everyone here, I will definitely defeat you." ”

"You reasoning... It's a bit hard to understand. ”

Lin Zhujiu was stunned and laughed, "But it should be good to treat swords and swords with such an attitude, but you really can't beat me today." ”

"Oh?"

Ling Sigongzi was a little surprised, but he wasn't angry, "Why?"

"Because so many swords have not defeated me, I have used some messy sword moves, you should not be able to see my sword path and sword habits, but I already know you very well. ”

Lin Zhuojiu said with a smile, "Next, whether you use this kind of sword move or change it, it won't be of much use." ”

So many exquisite sword moves, in his mouth, they were just messy sword moves?

"You're not kidding?" Ling Sigongzi was a little speechless.

Lin Zhuanjiu shook his head and said seriously: "Of course not." ”

Ling Sigongzi was silent for a moment and said, "Then let me see your real sword." ”

Lin Zhujiu glanced at him seriously and said, "You have to be careful." ”

Ling Sigongzi looked into his eyes and understood what he meant.

The other party doesn't know what kind of cruel killing he has experienced, even if he returns to this quiet town, he can't be at peace in his heart, and he needs to rely on two bowls of hot noodle soup in exchange for a moment of peace in his heart.

His truly powerful sword must be so strong that the killing intent is unimaginably strong, and I am afraid that even he will be difficult to control after the sword is released.

"If he accidentally seriously injures me, or accidentally kills me, tell my family that I am not allowed to take revenge. ”

Ling Sigongzi slowly turned around and said to the long-legged woman.

The long-legged woman followed him for a long time, and did not say much, but bowed solemnly, indicating that she understood.

"The sword is a killing weapon, and it is possible to kill when you move, so I have always regarded sword comparison as the most solemn thing, since it depends on your real sword, you don't want to keep your hand. Ling Sigongzi didn't look at her, but looked at Lin Zhujiu and said seriously, "I will also use the strongest sword I can as much as possible." ”

In the face of such a dignified opponent, Lin Boiled Wine was a little unaccustomed.

The enemies he had encountered before were all extremely vicious, and any means that could kill them would be used. Although he is not used to it, it is naturally such an opponent that can make him respect.

So he also bowed slightly.

"I made a move. ”

He continued.

This is a reminder to Ling Sigongzi.

When his voice sounded, everyone suddenly felt an inexplicable cold.

The smell of Lin Boiled Wine suddenly changed in everyone's perception.

He seemed to be one with the real darkness, indistinguishable from each other, and the monstrous killing intent emanating from his body was like the aura that only a beast that came out of hell could have.

In the air between him and Ling Sigongzi, some strange and piercing chirps suddenly sounded, as if a dozen crows had suddenly appeared sniffing the breath of death.

Ling Sigongzi's face was slightly pale, this murderous aura and sword intent made him feel very uncomfortable and unable to breathe, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

In the entire Chu Realm, he had never seen such a powerful cultivator of his generation, and even in the hands of those famous teachers who had taught him before, he had never seen such a powerful sword intent.

He slashed out with great solemnity towards the uncomfortable aura in front of him.

A straight wave of qi appeared in front of the sword, and a violent wind sounded on the sword.

The sound of the wind is heard to the extreme, and when there is no louder wind in the world, it turns into thunder.

The straight qi wave was originally invisible, but when the thunder sounded, a golden light appeared on the edge of the qi wave, as if it was plated with a layer of gold edge.

Many of the clay pots used for pickles on both sides of the street crumbled the moment the thunder sounded, the plantain trees that were higher than the eaves were shattered, and some terrifying cries rang out, and the cultivators who were closer had no time to dodge, and many cracks suddenly appeared in the clothes on their bodies, and blood seeped out of them.

Lin Zhujiu's body also had some brand-new wounds, but the aura on his body and the sword intent released were like countless thin threads enveloping this golden sword light.

This golden sword light traveled through the violent killing intent, gradually dissolving and becoming slender. But in the end, it didn't seem to be completely wiped out, and turned into a slender sword light, stabbing at Lin Boiljiu's chest.

Lin Zhujiu didn't care about this sword light, the sword in his hand had already been handed out towards Ling Sigongzi before that dark killing intent could spread.

That thin sword light fell on Lin Zhujiu's body, and what was puzzling was that it did not leave any scars, but at the same time, Ling Sigongzi's body retreated several feet backwards.

A line of blood appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and a drop of crystal blood poured out along the top edge of the blood line and rolled down the tip of his nose.

An exclamation rang out.

The blood line was slowly cracking, like an eye was opening.

Everyone is worried about whether this blood line will spread deeper.