All kinds of emotions pressed in his heart, Yin Shengqiu couldn't help but let out a long roar, the broken knife waved, and the sword was like practice, like the Milky Way hanging down in the nine heavens.

How dare Shen Guhong be careless at the moment? I saw him chase the wind and shook, stabbing three arrows in a row, the sound of sneering came out, the swords and arrows struck, the two jumped into the air together, and exchanged more than 20 moves between the lightning and flint. When it landed, Yin Shengqiu's broken knife was cut off again, this time it was not he who cut others, but his knife was broken.

Shen Guhong staggered back a few steps, his face was slightly pale, but Yin Shengqiu propped himself on the ground with a single knife, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said: "It's not that Yin Shengqiu doesn't kill Shen Guhong today, but that Yin Shengqiu can't kill Shen Guhong." ”

Shen Guhong smiled bitterly, he knew that Yin Shengqiu would definitely do his best to kill him, but he couldn't bear to kill Yin Shengqiu, when he got to the back, Yin Shengqiu obviously had no killing intent, otherwise, only one of the two of them was destined to live today. Anyway, after a big battle, although Yin Shengqiu didn't insist on killing him again, he was not lightly injured, and there were five masters next, and he didn't know what kind of big battle he would face.

The road of life is already full of thorns, when has Shen Guhong been afraid? At that moment, he breathed and continued to walk forward with the wind chasing arrow in his hand.

The last three sets of the eighteen sets of the mountain road are not only the steepest three sets, but also the masters who guard here are also the most powerful. Shen Guhong can only walk through here alive if he keeps himself in the best condition. His steps were slow, but he was firm with every step.

"Please advise!" Shen Guhong said as he clenched his fist to the master standing at the end of the sixteenth game. It was a woman who was guarding here, but she had a long scar on her face, and her appearance had nothing to do with the words "beautiful", and her eyes were so cold, as cold as frost. Shen Guhong has only seen one colder than her, and that is Qinghan.

"Please!" the woman's voice was even more hoarse and low, sounding uncomfortable, and they did not report their names or ask for their intentions. This battle is very direct, and again, this battle is destined to be very difficult. Because she doesn't need to report her name, Shen Guhong can also know the identity of this woman, she was the one who destroyed Tu Anjiao in the thirteen villages of Taihang Mountain back then, and her weapon was a spear. The moment her spear swept out, Shen Guhong had already drawn an arrow.

The spear was either provoked, or stabbed, or swept out, the spear shadows flashed in the sky, and Shen Guhong wandered among the shadows of the spears. The wind-chasing arrows are frequent here, and the spears are exchanged, and the sonorous sound is heard, and the sparks are splashed, which is extremely gorgeous.

After fighting to eighty rounds, Shen Guhong seized the opportunity and chased the wind arrow through a beautiful arc in the sky, and the yellow mangs flashed, like a yellow dragon hovering in the sky. With a ding, the spear broke in response, and Shen Guhong's wind-chasing arrow was pointed at Tu Anjiao's neck.

"Admit it!" Shen Guhong put away the wind-chasing arrow and hugged his fist towards Tu Anjiao.

Tu Anjiao said: "Today I am not as good as you in weapons." ”

Shen Guhong nodded and admitted, but even if Tu Anjiao has a magic weapon, Shen Guhong can still win, and he must win, this is his confidence, and it is also his helplessness.

Shen Guhong finally walked through the sixteenth set and walked towards the seventeenth set.

"To tell you the truth, if I came to take this mountain road, I would definitely not be able to go here, this has nothing to do with the level of martial arts, but also a kind of state of mind battle, I am not as good as you!" The first person guarding the seventeenth plate was a middle-aged man dressed in black, and his weapon was a sword. The middle-aged man in black carried his hands behind his back, the long sword hung on his waist, and the five strands of beard naturally drooped, looking quite like a scribe, but his black clothes had an extra sense of slaughter.

"After passing the prize, I walked on this mountain road, just to live, and I didn't want to die. Although there was helplessness in Shen Guhong's words, he also exuded a sense of self-confidence, confident that he could finish the mountain road and live.

"Oh, in order to survive, you can go back and not go down this path. The middle-aged man in black said.

Shen Guhong said lightly: "Yes, I'm afraid that if you turn back in the next place, it will be a real dead end, right?"

The middle-aged man in black laughed and said, "How did you see that?"

"Since I entered the customs, there have been constant challenges and murderous opportunities, if I can live by taking a step back, I will not retreat!" The corners of Shen Guhong's mouth lifted a smile, and this smile fell in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black, but it was like a boundless sea of swords, as if it was about to drown him. At this moment, the middle-aged man in black was really moved. He has been practicing swordsmanship for more than 20 years, and he has never seen such a sharp smile.

"Under Jiang Ruchun, please advise Your Excellency on how to make a move!" The middle-aged man in black hugged his fist towards Shen Guhong, and the long sword hanging from his waist was already in his hand.

Shen Guhong smiled softly, without Jiang Ruchun reporting his name, he could also see that he was Jiang Ruchun, the swordsman of the Four Seasons. Legend Jiang Ruchun practiced a sword for five years, it was for the spring water sword, and another five years into a sword, called the summer sword, and then five years, practiced into the autumn sword, and finally used another five years to cultivate the winter snow sword that kills the gods and kills the ghosts, so that for twenty years, the four swords of spring, summer, autumn and winter are all completed, and now he is forty-three years old. In the five years since the Four Seasons Sword became famous, he has challenged more than 30 masters and has not tasted defeat. Four years ago, he fought with the three demons of Dongting, pacified the three major water gangs who had suffered from Dongting for many years, broke into the Kongtong faction three years ago, fought the two elders of Kongtong alone, and finally won narrowly with one move, two years ago in Chang'an against the iron spear king, so that the iron spear king with the same name as Wang Beichuan finally tasted defeat.

These achievements are already well-known in the rivers and lakes, and the people behind the operation of all this can invite a master like Jiang Ruchun to deal with Shen Guhong, which shows that he is indeed powerful, and his status is not low. At this moment, Shen Guhong already had some guesses about the people who operated later, but he didn't think about why he wanted to kill him.

Shen Guhong also hugged his fists and said: "It's really an honor to be taught by the Four Seasons Swordsman!"

Jiang Ruchun was already accumulating strength at the moment, and neither of them spoke again, because at this time, no one dared to take it lightly. If a master makes a move, he can often decide the winner between one move.

The sound of the sword roared out, and suddenly there was a warmth in the four places, as if it was spring in March. Shen Guhong was slightly moved, it turned out that the legend was true, once the Spring Water Sword was used, it would be the feeling of March Spring.

The sound of Zheng Zheng sounded, although Shen Guhong didn't look at it, he knew that Jiang Ruchun had already stabbed out three swords. Two of the three swords were false attacks, and only the last sword was fatal, and at the moment he took a few steps back, and the wind-chasing arrow also pierced out at this time, and several piercing metal sounds came, and the swords and arrows of the two intersected ten times. Shen Guhong's wind-chasing arrow was cast by the fusion of dark iron and extraterrestrial meteoric iron, and the arrow was extremely sharp, and these ten encounters did not cut off Jiang Ruchun's sword, let alone leave any traces on it. It can be seen that Jiang Ruchun's sword is not ordinary, and the high level of martial arts is also beyond Shen Guhong's estimate.

Shen Guhong saw that he could not achieve any results by relying on the sharpness of the wind-chasing arrow, so at the moment his left hand became a fist, and the wind-chasing arrow in his right hand was used as a sword, so that the kung fu on the "Taibai Fist Spectrum" and "Taibai Sword Sutra" was used. This fist book and the sword scripture were created by the same person, and they have something in common. Mr. Taibai's life is chic, but it is sad that he does not meet Huaicai. These two artistic conceptions are difficult for others to integrate, but Shen Guhong, who has enjoyed life and experienced life and death, can easily grasp it. The fists and swords moved together, and the attack was fierce and indescribable.

Jiang Ruchun's Spring Water Sword only made the third style, and there were still four styles that were not used, at this moment, his artistic conception was broken by Shen Guhong, and he could no longer use the next four styles, so he had to change his tricks and use the Summer Sword.

The summer is scorching, and it is the height of summer, and the use of this sword is really like a tiger. Shen Guhong only felt that he was flooded with heat waves all around, and the evil thing was that his wind-chasing arrows began to get hot. At that moment, he let out a deep sigh, jumped into the air, chased the wind and danced with arrows, and the sword light that was as dense as the torrential rain sprinkled down, like the Milky Way pouring down.

Seeing this, Jiang Ruchun raised the long sword in the air, and thousands of sword rays suddenly appeared, and the sea of red sword rays and yellow arrows met, making a loud roar. Suddenly, the overflowing power was disturbed to the extreme, and the sound of rocks crashing behind the two of them. There was another sound, and the sharp swords and arrows were like swinging sharp knives, slicing the rock into pieces and flying out in all directions.

The two of them had no time to care about anything else at the moment, they both jumped into the air, supported by a breath of true qi alone, dozens of moves passed in an instant, and when a breath of true qi was exhausted, the two of them landed together, and at the same time, they plunged into the rocks on the cliff with one hand, hanging with one hand, between the swords and arrows, the two of them were like swinging on the cliff.

There was another fierce exchange, and the two of them rose up together, and as soon as their bodies landed on the mountain path that had been blocked by their strength, they both bounced up again. This time, the moves of both of them seemed to have slowed down, but only a discerning person could see that these moves that seemed extremely slow were the real killers.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred moves have passed, and Jiang Ruchun's Four Seasons Sword has already completed the Autumn Sword, and has reached the most powerful Winter Snow Sword.

"There is only one type of Winter Snow Sword, it is a must-kill move, if Your Excellency can survive under this sword, you and I don't have to make any more moves today, you can move forward." Jiang Ruchun's voice sounded like thunder in the mountains, and his voice was heard everywhere.

Shen Guhong tossed, chased the wind and swept the arrow, forcing Jiang Ruchun to retreat a few steps, and at the moment both of them stood still, the distance between them was only three feet. At such a close distance, the exchange of strength alone was already incomparable, the wind blew, the hair of both of them was pulled straight, but the clothes were as usual, there was no change, such a strange confrontation, others looked at it and made their scalps tingle.

"Please give me a move!" If Shen Guhong hadn't been injured internally, how could Jiang Ruchun have the opportunity to use his Winter Snow Sword? But even if Jiang Ruchun was able to do it, he was not afraid.

Jiang Ruchun held the long sword with both hands, and a bit of edge shone down from the tip of the sword, that is, at this moment, his sword had already struck out. As he said, there is only one type of sword for him, and it is a sword that kills.