Since leaving the Xuan Realm, or with the passing of the Xuan Ancestor Immortal, the Immortal Urn has never regained its former edge, except for the name that is quite capable of bluffing, there is no uniqueness, just an ordinary round iron bar.

Not to mention that the immortal urn is an iron bar, even if it is a straw, after condensing the true yuan of the little overlord, it is immediately an invincible divine weapon.

With an indomitable strange force, the Black Suo Suo Di Immortal Urn stabbed the two strings of the jade pipa, penetrated through it, and stabbed into Yue Jingtian's chest.

Han Sanbao's serious injury had not healed, and he added a new injury, his true yuan was exhausted, his body was staggering, and he almost fell, raised his hand to stop Qiu Yixuan from coming over, looked at Yue Jingtian and smiled bitterly: "Yue Lou Pipa, worthy of its name." ”

Yue Jingtian's face was as white as paper, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled bitterly: "Xiuzhen...... It's fascinating. ”

Han Sanbao said: "Your rules of the rivers and lakes are defeated, what should I do?"

Yue Jingtian said: "Defeat? No, this is an unfair duel, I am not defeated, you are not victorious." ”

Han Sanbao patted the immortal urn that pierced into his chest, and sneered: "This is not a defeat, why don't you cut off your head?"

"Not necessarily. ”

Yue Jingtian said, looked at the beautiful Qiu Yixuan, and said with a charming smile: "Don't you dare to ask the girl's name?"

Qiu Yixuan's willow eyebrows frowned.

The same words, at different times, sound completely two feelings.

Yue Jingtian is handsome and extraordinary, his chest and clothes are stained red with blood, a trace of blood also flows from the corners of his mouth, and his smile is evil and poignant.

Qiu Yixuan bit her lip lightly, and finally couldn't bear to refuse, and whispered, "Qiu Yixuan." ”

"Good name. If there is an afterlife, I will come again...... It hurts you. ”

Yue Jingtian said, smiling sadly again.

Turning around, he jumped off a cliff behind him.

He only loves romance in this life, and he has no flowers and no flowers, how many daughters of famous families and martial arts masters have been stolen by him?

is a debt, and he will die endlessly.

For him, failure is equal to death.

Han Sanbao glared, unable to stop it.

The wind is boundless, his eyes are blank, and he sighs again and again.

Qiu Yixuan bit his lip, his eyes were misty.

The sentence 'If there is an afterlife, I will hurt you again' lingered in her heart like a spell.

"This man is also really strong, refusing to admit defeat, but not afraid of death. ”

Han Sanbao sighed, shaking his body as he spoke, and almost fell. Seeing Qiu Yixuan standing in a daze, looking at the cloud and mist with a stupid gaze, he was out of breath, "Hey, your little ancestor, I'm dying, are you still thinking about spring?"

Qiu Yixuan's face turned red, he stuck out his tongue cutely, and hurriedly ran over to help, and took out the medicine bottle and poured out the pill for him to eat, "Quick, go back to the house, I'll bandage it for you." ”

The little overlord huffed angrily: "Do you know that you care about me at this time? I see that your soul has been swept away by that dead ghost boy." ”

"Where...... Yes. Qiu Yixuan lowered his head, his face flushed.

"Na, my Xuanzong is a decent family, I order as the ancestor, you are never allowed to worry about the dead ghost boy who came from an unknown source, otherwise I will expel you from the school. ”

"People are dead, I ...... I ......"

"That's why I said he was a dead ghost. Did you hear that?"

"Yes, Master. ”

The little overlord was satisfied, and grinned in pain, "Quick, help me go back and give me medicine, it hurts." ”

Qiu Yixuan immediately fought back, "At this time, I know that it hurts, as if you don't want to die, I thought you weren't afraid of death." ”

"Who is my little overlord, who will be afraid of death? But I'm afraid of pain!"

“......”

Qiu Yixuan took care of the two injured people, and he was very busy, and the two injured people were half-lying on the chairs, but they looked leisurely.

Feng Wuya stared at the roof, his eyes far-reaching, not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Sanbao looked at him and felt that he had begun to pretend to be deep again.

"Old Feng, don't be sad, you can't beat him because your left hand is not used to using a sword. ”

Feng Wuya looked straight at the roof, noncommittal, and suddenly said, "Sanbao, are you willing to learn my Wuyan Sword now?"

In the past, he ignored the orders of the big boss and purged him to learn the Boundless Sword, but the little overlord didn't believe that he was a Yellow List master at all, and he was even more disdainful of the Boundless Sword, so he naturally didn't learn it.

At this time, seeing the power of the Boundless Sword with his own eyes, he was already itching and scratching, and when he heard the words, he sat up suddenly, not wanting to affect the wound, and grinning in pain.

Qiu Yixuan was grinding medicine on the side, and his face sank when he saw this, "Lie down and don't move, otherwise the previous wound will be cracked, and you will feel good." ”

Han Sanbao lay down obediently again and said, "Learn, of course learn, it's just ...... Can I learn?"

Feng Wuya said: "I don't know, you learn first, if you can't use it, forget it." ”

“......”

"Boundless Sword, is the essence of swordsmanship that I have explored and summarized from years of actual combat experience, to simplify the complex, return to the basics, abandon the miscellaneous and useless tricks, keep its essence, a total of three moves before and after. ”

He didn't care about Qiu Yixuan's presence, and said to himself: "You've seen the moves, that is, the three moves of the sword without regrets, the sword sweeping the red dust and the sword demon destroying the gods, are all the simplest stabbing movements, the difference lies in the use of internal force and momentum......

Next, Feng Wuya will explain in detail how to use internal force to cast the Boundless Sword.

Han Sanbao kept it in mind, and only waited for his injuries to heal, and then tried to see if he could use True Yuan to unleash the power of the Boundless Sword.

"In addition to the use of internal forces, momentum is also the key. The first sword has no regrets, it must be unreserved, and it can exert its power without a future. The second sword sweeps away the red dust, which is completely opposite to the first sword, and it is necessary to abandon all distracting thoughts and achieve the realm of forgetting things and self is the Mahayana sword, and the third sword ......"

Feng Wuya continued: "Even if it is a god or Buddha standing in front of you, you must have the absolute confidence and momentum of a sword to cut it in order to be invincible, and ......"

The other side.

The big boss has already arranged everything and is waiting for Lord Nazhu to walk into the urn.

Qiongshan is steep, with stone walls on all sides, smooth as a mirror, the road is narrow and steep, it is really an excellent treasure place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

With more than 100 people, the Qiong'e Gang repelled the encirclement and suppression of the government several times, and the one who relied on it was the topography of Qiongshan.

Even if there are millions of soldiers and horses, they can only line up in a long snake formation and slowly go up the mountain.

In this way, you only need to occupy the key points of commanding high risk and be invincible.

It can be seen from this that the big boss chose Qiongshan as the base camp of the Qiong'er Gang, which was a far-sighted move.

More than 100 bandits, all of whom followed the orders of the big boss, set up rolling stones and rolling logs, launched strong bows and crossbows, and quietly hid on the edge of the cliff above the narrow mountain road, waiting for the officers and soldiers to go up the mountain.

Seeing that all the arrangements were stopped, the big boss waved his hand, and a thief immediately slapped the bamboo tube in his hand away, and a firework shot into the air.

Sou!

Boom!

With a piercing whistling sound, the fireworks staggered into the air and burst open, spreading out like a large net, which was extremely beautiful.

One-hit wonder.

At the foot of the mountain, four or five thousand soldiers stood solemnly, densely arranged, their swords and guns reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

In the rear, a bright red banner is waving in the wind, hunting sounds, and a golden character is written on it: Song.

Under the banner, a middle-aged general in gold armor looked at the sky and smiled, "My son has made it, and his contribution is indispensable." ”

He was about forty years old, slightly obese, with a round face and a broad forehead, a white beard, and a golden covered armor that was obviously tailor-made and quite fitted, setting off his whole person in a majestic and majestic manner.

This person is Song Anmin, the chief soldier of Yongzhou, who has been an official for generations, and his grandparents are the highest from the fifth rank official, and he is good at dancing with long sleeves, and he is now a general soldier, holding the military power of a state, and has made remarkable achievements.

"General Li, let's attack the mountain. ”

Song Anmin smiled and said to a silver-armored general beside him: "Suppress the bandits and Anmin, General Li has made such a great contribution, I am afraid that he will be promoted." ”