The mountains reflect the slanting sun and the sky receives water, and the grass is ruthless, and it is outside the slanting sun.

The top of Huashan in the twilight of spring should have been a misty day, but at this time, the clouds were rolling, and the wind and snow were fierce. Raise your eyes and look at it, you can see a lot of white shadows, not to mention the heaven and the earth, let alone the slanting sun and grass.

Yan Daohuo chuckled: "After fifty years, I can be regarded as climbing here. ”

Far away beyond the reach of the eye, a deep sigh came from the faint side, with a little loneliness and regret in the conceit: "To this day, you still can't cross the hurdle in your heart, this is the biggest difference between you and me." ”

Although he knew that the person couldn't see the scene here through the long landscape, Yan Daohuo still shook his head.

"I don't need to be like you, and I don't need to cross that realm of destiny. As far as Yan Daohuo is concerned, being able to die on the top of Mount Hua is already the biggest long-cherished wish in this life. From the beginning to the end, I was faced with just one choice after another. ”

Sixty years ago, holding a copy of "The Natural Condensation of Taoism" in his arms, he was young and crazy and strict in his life, taking advantage of his master's discussion of the Tao, and quietly snatched a jujube red horse, and broke into the red dust at a gallop.

The red dust is like a purple gauze curtain, and when it hits it, it will be difficult to get out of it. Yan Daohuo may be regarded as the lucky person on this river and lake, when he first arrived at the bottom of the mountain, he lost to his empty stomach before he had time to offend anyone.

Then, she meets Xie Hui.

At that time, Xie Hui was the youngest owner in the history of Jiangnan Silk Village, but he was also the most promising. After only five years of taking over the family's business, he expanded the business from Gangnam to Valan and Ye. And in the two years of the Jianghu Billboard, he was also the only one who had no trace of martial arts, but he could repeatedly win the top ten legends of the prestige spectrum.

Of course, Yan Daohuo, who has just entered the red dust and is ignorant, knows nothing about this, in her opinion, Xie Hui is just a young master who cooks very delicious food, and his temperament is even a little soft.

At that time, Yan Daohuo had nowhere to go, so he traveled with Xie Hui all the way, returned to Jiangnan from Shu, and traveled more than 4,000 miles from Jiangnan to Bianliang. And what kind of tiger and wolf heart is hidden under Xie Hui's gentle appearance, Yan Daohuo still doesn't know anything.

Until, that year's Shuzhong Hero Banquet.

At that time, the Greedy Demon Hall was defeated by Dongfang Lianmo and retreated to Xiliang, and the righteous path forces of the Central Plains martial arts were thriving, and everyone also had the idea of electing a martial arts alliance leader to give orders and work together.

Initially, several leaders of the righteous path agreed to hold a martial arts conference on the top of Huashan Mountain, which was contested by the heroes, and the winner was appointed as the leader of the alliance. This suggestion was approved by many people, so led by the Shu giant Ye Wentian, a banquet similar to the registration of the conference was held in Chengdu, which was the Grand Hero Banquet.

And at the Grand Hero Banquet, for the first time in his life, Yan Dao disobeyed Xie Hui's instructions.

When nearly 300 people of insight who were quite famous in the rivers and lakes were drinking in the hall, outside the city tower, there were more than 100 people in the demon path sharpening their swords, intending to ambush. And the Yan Dao work in the hall who pretended to drink freely was the signal for all the demonic people, and the righteous path was rebellious.

At the Shuzhong Heroes Banquet that night, blood flowed inside and outside Jinguan City. And Yan Daohuo galloped more than 300 miles in the wind and snow night, relying only on a seven-sided sword, he climbed up from the cliff behind Huashan overnight, and at dawn, arrived at the sword test platform on the peak.

In order to meet an old friend here, she did not hesitate to put half of the rivers and lakes on the board.

On that day, Huashan was also covered with fine snow as it is now, and the clouds were rolling overhead.

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Outside of Shudi, Dongfang Lian Mo stood out of thin air like an immortal, holding a green jade staff in his hand with a solemn expression. The drifting snow that gradually blew from that Huashan to Shu dyed half of his mustache white.

Dongfang Lian Mo sighed and said quietly: "The reason why I chose Huashan is also because of that person back then, right?"

His voice was not so loud that it was not even heard by anyone a few feet away. But as those words entered the qi engine in the wind, it was like a long rainbow across the two mountains, passing through the long snow, arriving at the top of Huashan, in front of Yan Daohuo.

Yan Daohuo also responded in the same way: "It has nothing to do with whom. I have already put down all the things in the red dust, and now I just want to leave a legacy for that Kunlun. ”

Fifty-seven years ago, the Khitan broke through the Yanmen and attacked the Feisha Pass, thanks to the Song people's preparations, the border general Kou Ting led 50,000 elite soldiers to the border pass overnight, fought fiercely for half a month, and finally drove back the Khitan people who only had the strength to be brave.

But in this half month, there was also a righteous leader in Shuzhong who was as famous as the sky, who was exposed to privately casting armor and sent to Bianliang to behead.

Now recalling the past, Dongfang Lianmo still admires Yan Daohuo in his heart: "In the 60 years since my debut, Dongfang Lianmo has only admired the women in the rivers and lakes in my heart, you and Luo Qianxia. ”

"That's a big deal. Yan Daohuo responded lightly.

Obviously, it is a critical moment of life and death, and there should be no such leisure, but after concentrating all the essence and waving it, both of them understand that the outcome has been decided, and at this moment, they talk about a few words without any baggage, as if they are pulling at home.

The qi between heaven and earth is circulating, suddenly rich and sometimes light, ambiguous and unknown. Dongfang Lianmo knew that Yan Daohuo was dying, and couldn't help but say, "I don't know something. It stands to reason that with your realm, the sword just now should not have done its best. ”

Fifty years ago, the Taoist Sect was able to break more than a thousand iron horsemen with one sword, and now one sword should be able to make half of the Central Plains snow in March. But Yan Daohuo only led the snow to Shudi.

Faced with Dongfang Lian Mo's question, Yan Dao didn't hide it, and said lightly: "I only used seven points of strength. ”

Dongfang Lian Mo was slightly annoyed: "If you want to kill me, you don't need to use ten percent of your strength?"

"For one, I know you're not going to do your best to gamble. Yan Daohuo's voice became more and more ethereal, as if it would dissipate in the wind at any time, "Second, the remaining three points of qi have been scattered. One point was given to Kunlun Mountain, one point was given to Luo Jianqi, the unscrupulous disciple in front of Bianliang City, and one point was given to ......"

Dongfang Lianmo waited for a long time, but he still hadn't heard the following, and couldn't help but ask, "Where did the other point go?"

There was no answer from Yan Daohuo in the wind. In front of the guidance of the green jade staff, the wind and snow gradually disappeared, and after a while, there was a dazzling sky light. Rao is Dongfang even Mo felt dazzling, so he quickly collected his skills and landed on the top of a lonely peak.

The left half of the sideburns had been completely dyed frosty white by the wind and snow. He came back to his senses and looked in the direction of Huashan, but he could no longer feel the cold aura of the cold Dao Gu. Similarly, he received no response to inquiries about the whereabouts of the remaining gas machine.

The sky was dazzling, and Dongfang Lianmo stood on the top of the mountain, stunned for a long time.

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The morning sun was three fingers above the horizon, and above the official road, a young man in a broken white suit was still standing, although he was barely breathing, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp.

After fifty moves, Nie Junhuai once again took a good look at the young man in front of him.

Being able to fight until now without falling, Zhao Wu'an has greatly exceeded his expectations. And the reason, Zhao Wu'an didn't say, Nie Junhuai could also figure it out.

He is also a master of a product, and that night at the inn, he was also like Hu Buxi, and he clearly felt the changes in the qi of heaven and earth. It's just that I didn't expect that the Kunlun Dao Sect, who Nie Junhuai had never met once in his life and could only get a glimpse of it in the legends of the rivers and lakes, would share a qi machine on the young man in front of him before he died.

And the reason why Zhao Wu'an dared to come to intercept him in person after being seriously injured by Duan Hunttian was probably because he knew that he had a Kunlun aura on his body, and his life should not be extinguished.

In this way, the secret of Zhao Wu'an is far more than what he knows.

But he has already touched the forbidden secret, and even ruins the Nie family's century-old cause, which Nie Junhuai absolutely cannot tolerate.

No mercy, no regression. Relying on the advantage of the realm to oppress the younger generations may not be everyone's doing, but Nie Junhuai has already given Zhao Wu'an a chance to stop. If Zhao Wu'an does not retreat, he can only make him realize with death.

"It's been fifty moves, and I'm surprised you've made it this far. Nie Junhuai said word by word, "But I won't let you delay any longer." Yan Daohuo's qi machine was recovered by me for her. ”

In front of him, holding a Su curtain cover, the panting white-clothed layman smiled bitterly: "Then it depends on whether you have this ability." ”

The sea of qi was damaged, and the internal force was gone like a river flowing into the sea, Rao is blessed with the qi sent thousands of miles away from Yan Daohuo, Su Musha was still on the ground, and the other five swords had already been scattered and out of his control. It was not so much that he was only holding the last Su Mu Sha, but that Su Mu Sha was forcibly hanging his breath.

"Dead ducks have hard beaks. ”

Seeing through Zhao Wu'an's flaws, Nie Junhuai dropped the Baisheng knife in his hand that he had snatched from Willow Leaf Villa.

"However, just this point of senior's qi is indeed worthy of my respect. Nie Junhuai said, "Sending you on the road, it's not worth using this Yum knife." ”

He raised his right hand, and the sleeve of his robe was blowing in the wind.

Zhao Wu'an didn't say a word, but as soon as he made a move, it was already a shocking trend.

The snow-white blade quickly pierced through the sky, and in an instant, it was in front of Nie Junhuai.

The two qi forces touched, Nie Junhuai was stunned, but he still did not lose the demeanor of a first-class master, just took a step back, rolled up his robe sleeves, and forced the qi machine that was killed in front of him to retreat.

The silver blade of the sword disappeared in a flash, returning to Zhao Wu'an's hand.

"In such a state, you can still put on a posture of flying sword and leave your hand, I really can't underestimate you......" Nie Junhuai's tone was still flat, but there was obvious anger in his eyes.

Along with this irony, which is neither light nor heavy, an even more somber sense of oppression descends from above, almost freezing the air.

Zhao Wu'an covered the ground with a curtain and breathed the air around him hard, but he still couldn't relieve the tension in his chest.

He knew that Nie Junhuai didn't plan to stay any longer. Relying on the qi imposed on his body by Yan Daohuo, he has survived until now, but he has also completely annoyed Nie Junhuai.

It enables the Nie family to be among the top of this martial arts, the Wangyue Sword. and hid in the sleeve of the man in front of him.

The blessing of the qi machine from the master of the first product is indeed not to be underestimated. On the West Lake, Jiang Caiyi relied on the three-point Luo Shen Sword Qi to make a draw with Zhao Wu'an, who was up and down the three grades.

However, no matter how wonderful the qi of the first-grade master is, the blessing on Zhao Wu'an is only one percent of Yan Daohuo's total strength. In other words, it's just one-tenth of a product. And in front of him, there stood a genuine first-class master.

Absolutely, don't let him pull out Wangyue.

Even though he has been covered in bruises, even though he has been a person, he has achieved the point of amazing everyone.

But that's not the end of the story.

If it was the guy called Garan Anxulie, he would have done better, he would always be so high and victorious. Even he only has the share of looking up.

But since he has already lived under his name, how can he fall here......

I am still waiting for the day when your name will be spread again to every corner of this China, and one more person will carry wine with osmanthus flowers, and the youth of the rivers and lakes will travel.

Zhao Wu'an tightened his grip on Su Musha, straightened up with difficulty, and his eyes looked like a tiger and wolf trying to choose someone to devour.

"After all, this red box was entrusted with his life, after all, even the senior who has always been the most difficult to speak...... Gave me this last chance of life, right?"

The sword light flashed away, but the surging energy was like a dam, blocking Zhao Wu'an's offensive outside the sleeve of Nie Jun's robe.

Zhao Wu'an exhaled in his heart.

"Broken love. ”

The Su curtain covers the sword and the sky.