In the world of martial ancestors, Gu Chuanxia refocused more of his attention on Yang Xiu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yang Xiu is now close to breaking his life, the name of the little sword god has spread all over the martial arts world, the ancient legend of Xia is the master of dreams, the dream world is half-true and half-false, but after all, it is mostly illusory, if he wants to use Yang Xiu's identity to test the collision of reality and illusion, he must personally understand the way of truth.

Meditating and contemplating, carefully understanding the recent progress, Gu Chuanxia showed a smile on his face, although there is only a little Yuan Shen plus body, Yang Xiu is almost equivalent to a complete individual, but his swordsmanship realm has already arrived, there is no sword in his hand, there is no sword in his heart, everything in heaven and earth can be the level of a sword.

I sat up from the bed, and my hands and feet touched the warmth and fragrance everywhere.

Next to him is the first Oiran of the Red Sleeve Building, Liu Yiyi, who is called the Red Dust Fairy by the rivers and lakes, turned his head to see that the silk cotton was under the quilt, and the snow-white skin was crystal clear, obviously not a wisp.

Gu Chuanxia couldn't help but show a wry smile.

In reality, the body is still an innocent virgin, but I didn't expect that in the illusory world of the book, a doppelganger has successfully won the goddess admired by everyone in the rivers and lakes.

Although Liu Yiyi was born in Qinglou, he is indeed a true disciple of Tianxiu Pavilion, Tianxiu Pavilion pays attention to entering the world and cultivating his mind, and refining martial arts with three thousand red dust. Therefore, many disciples choose to hide in Qinglou, Liyuan and other places. Most of the disciples also know how to clean themselves and not mix with impurities. Liu Yiyi is naturally the same.

"You're awake!" Seeing Gu Chuanxia sit up, Liu Yiyi also woke up, with a little hazy sleepiness on her beautiful face, but she got up slightly wrapped in a silkworm quilt, hugged Gu Chuanxia's waist, and rubbed it slightly with her little face.

Feeling the softness behind him, Gu Chuanxia was not flustered, turned his head and said, "You have a good rest, I'll go to practice the sword." ”

After that, Gu Chuanxia put on his clothes, carried a long sword and went out.

Naturally, the practice of swords is not to swing in the yard, but to kill.

For many people, killing is a distant thing.

But for some, it's a daily routine. Yang Xiu is famous for his battles, and naturally there are a lot of people he kills, and when he kills more people, he naturally has more enemies.

As long as he shows up, there will always be a lot of guys who don't have long eyes jumping out, or sneaking up, or besieging and killing.

There are avengers, and there are many people who want to step on Yang Xiu to become famous.

Sure enough, just after entering an alley, a few big men jumped out of the dark corner.

"Yang Xiu! Your retribution has arrived! I want to avenge my righteous third brother today!" A big man pointed at Yang Xiu and said loudly.

"Don't talk nonsense! Make a move!" Before the words fell, Gu Chuanxia took the sword first, he didn't use the power of his body, and even surpassed the swordsmanship realm of Yang Xiu's sword cultivation, and he didn't use it.

Jian Feng carried the sound of a mountain ghost crying, and suddenly slammed into the five big men who rushed towards him.

At this moment, the sword in his hand was like a ghost in the dark, quietly coming to the chests of the five strong men.

It is like a dragonfly paddling through the water.

Puff puff puff puff

Five sounds rang out in succession, and the five strong men flew out with blood sprinkled on their chests, and lay at the feet of Gu Chuanxia one after another.

It's just the simplest sword move, but it can penetrate the chests of five great men with extraordinary cultivation between lightning and flint.

The nineteen strong men who pounced on him immediately after him were all stunned.

They are all heroes who go south and north, and naturally know that their realm is a big step away from 'Yang Xiu'.

"Do you want to come?" Gu Chuanxia shook his head, he was just practicing swords, not for killing. These people were too weak to achieve his purpose of honing his swordsmanship.

The flat voice, listening to everyone's ears, was like thunder.

"What do you dare?" the big man who spoke first had his teeth chattering, but his mouth was like this, but the fear in his eyes betrayed him deeply.

The strong men reluctantly continued to surround them.

Gu Chuanxia just raised his long sword, and the strong men who originally surrounded him, like frightened birds, took a few steps back in unison.

"Rubbish, it's all rubbish!"

The leading man shouted angrily, but he had already retreated to the turn of the alley, leaving only one head, and he was looking out.

"Are you scared?

These people in front of him are not interesting, and he has to find some real good players. Then he put his sword back into its sheath.

As soon as he put away his long sword, the seven strong men rushed towards Gu Chuanxia side by side, looking at the posture, they wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack.

It's just that they are too naïve and think too beautifully!

The figure exploded like a ghost, his fists were like the wind, and his feet were like thunder. Seven strong men, none of whom were invincible, were knocked to the ground in an instant.

The remaining twelve strong men were also huddled together, falling and retreating under their feet.

"I'll count three times, either get out of here now, or lie down like them!" Gu Chuanxia shook his head, thinking that maybe this sword practice method was going to change, and no matter how many lambs he killed, it wouldn't make the lion's minions sharper.

"One!"

As soon as the words fell, the remaining twelve strong men, ignoring the seriously injured companions lying on the ground, ran away in a puff of smoke.

Like a gust of wind sweeping. The figure of the ancient legend also disappeared into the depths of the alley.

"The head of the Wanxuan Sword Sect, Lu Detong, has a sword technique, or he can fight! Gu Chuanxia thought slightly, shifted his footsteps, and left the city. Straight to the Ten Thousand Xuan Sword stationed in the ground.

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The stars shook down the Phoenix Mountain, and the flowers and jade grass were idle. Mo Dao Yama King Zhenluo Palace, an inch of mountains and rivers are dangerous.

This poem is about the Qunyao Mountain Range, which is said to have hidden countless treasures in the Qunyao Mountain Range, as if the stars of the nine heavens are falling here. But compared to the treasures it hides, there are more dangers in the Shake Mountains.

Gugu's decision to enter the Qunyao Mountains was also helpless. Because only the dangerous Qun Shake Mountain Range can stop the killers sent by the Hundred Flowers Sect.

All the way to the north, soon a large area of smoke and clouds shrouded in mountains and forests appeared in front of Gugu.

Climbing to the nearest mountain peak to the Qunyao Mountain Range, Gugu looked back to the south, only to see that the hillside was full of colorful flowers, facing the wind and the sun, and the flowers were lovely.

Plunging headlong into the mountain forest, stepping on the soft and rotten leaves, Gugu was a little more relaxed.

The smell of earth and decaying leaves and wood is mixed together to create an exceptionally natural taste. The mountains and forests are a bit dark and dark, and if you walk here for a long time, it is easy to feel panicked.

"Who is it?" Gu Gu pulled out the sword at his waist, and a sword light swept out in the direction of his left hand.

The long sword instantly split the ancient tree, exploding into pieces, and a figure suddenly jumped down from the tree.

"What the master said is indeed right! As soon as you leave the city, you will definitely drill into the mountains and forests, and it is true! But now you are digging your own grave! If you take the official road, I am afraid that we will not be able to start, since you have found this remote place yourself, no wonder I waited!"

The figure walked out as he said to himself.

"Is that you?" Gu Gu seemed to know someone who came, his eyes were slightly cold, and his expression was slightly stiff.

"Isn't it me! Your swordsmanship restrains me from learning from the middle of the sect, and if you don't die, we won't be able to sleep!" said an ugly expression on the comer's face. On closer inspection, he was a bald head, and a golden lotus flower was imprinted on his eyebrows.

"In that case, then please come out and see the rest of the people!" Gu Gu said, looking around.

As soon as the words fell, the six figures who brushed the brush walked out one after another.