The sword rises.

There is no need for any foreshadowing, and there is no pre-start preview or warm-up momentum. Out of the sword, that's everything.

Those two words of questioning each other were the only declarations, and the neighing of the black-hoofed steed was the clarion call for war.

Even eye contact is no longer necessary. Zhao Wu'an, who was at the bottom of the building, couldn't see the eyes of the building on the roof.

There is no city wall in Sifang Miao Village, and Dengyun Tower is already the highest building, overlooking the four fields.

Zhao Wu'an was like a land tornado, swaying from the horse's back, and several light sword lights also roared out from the Luo Shen sword box at that time.

Dai Lou Duyun, who was still holding the wine bottle in his hand, still couldn't seem to change his conversation, and until this moment he still looked at the clear wine in the glass and muttered to himself: "After waiting for twelve years, you finally came back to me." This is the first time for the first time. ”

"I was tortured like a trapped beast, kicked you into the Gu pit without any preparation, and poisoned all the women you met along the way. Is that twenty-nine or thirty? Anyway, you must hate me now, right?"

He chuckled, a sombre that was muffled and gloomy, but with a strange sense of fun. As if you listen to his laughter, you will laugh unconsciously.

"Zhao Wu'an, Zhao Wu'an, you are really, so interesting. ”

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and a touch of white clothes is like a frightening cloud, rising from the dry land.

The seventh floor of Dengyun Tower is like walking on the ground for Zhao Wu'an. However, in the snap of his fingers, the seven-layer eaves stepped under his feet one by one, and a white dress was also reflected in the pupils of the twilight clouds in the Dailou.

Sword Break!

Picking mulberries, Su Musha and Que Tazhi took the lead in attacking Dailou Duyun, who was standing leisurely on the roof of the building, and the shot was awe-inspiring and murderous, without the slightest concealment.

And Zhao Wu'an no longer hides anything about himself.

The long untied hair is already quite eye-catching. And under the internal force, the long hair was raised even more indiscriminately, scattering and fluttering behind him.

The Luo Shen sword box is full of sword intent, although it is a square box, it gives people a sense of oppression, but it is no less than a three-foot green peak.

"Good, good. It seems that you have learned how to hit someone. ”

When the sword came to his eyes, Dai Lou Duyun didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but just held the wine glass and laughed.

The next moment, the shadow of the sword pierced through his body.

At that time, the "Dusk Cloud of the Generational Building", which was originally standing on its own, suddenly shattered like glass, and the colorful light and shadow collapsed in front of Zhao Wu'an, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"But it's still stupid!"

Dai Lou Duyun's voice sounded behind him.

Zhao Wu'an was stunned, but the resolute aura between his eyebrows did not decrease but increased. In just an instant, two more flying swords roared out.

The pulsatilla weaves a vast blue light, and the Bodhisattva is gone like a bull.

Zhao Wu'an condensed his breath and twisted his body, stepped on the railing on the top of the Dengyun Building, and turned around at the same time, facing the barrier woven by the whole piece of blue light, and stepped back.

In just a moment, the clouds tore open the blue light barrier.

He pinched his palms into claws, his movements were swift and agile, and under the luxurious purple robe, the muscles of his whole body arched like mountains, and his eyes burned with a desire that seemed to tear Zhao Wu'an apart.

That vast blue light does not mean that the pulsatilla has lost its role as a sharp weapon. The moment Dailou Dusk Cloud tore through the barrier, Pulsatilla turned around and stabbed at Dailou Dusk Cloud's back.

The Bodhisattva Man, who was wide open and closed, was also under the control of Zhao Wu'an, and attacked the front chest of Dailou Duyun with overwhelming momentum.

The reason why the flying sword technique is so fearful is that it is unexpected and unguardable. Although it was still difficult for the current Zhao Wu'an to come out with six swords, even if it was only five flying swords with no trajectory to follow, it was enough to dazzle the enemy.

Because of this, Dai Lou Duyun, who is now unarmed and hanging in the air, is extremely dangerous when he is hit by two flying swords.

Dai Lou Duyun didn't have the slightest nervous expression. He had always been like that, with a sneer on his face and a raging fire burning under his eyes.

Completely ignoring the pulsatilla behind him, he stretched out his hand to the imposing Bodhisattva.

The flying sword was fierce, and before the two could make contact, several slight scars had already appeared in Dai Lou Duyun's palm.

Seeing that Dai Lou Duyun was in decline, Zhao Wu'an immediately made up his mind and decisively ordered: "Break the army!"

As soon as the two words came out, it was like an edict, and the Bodhisattva's sword intent was liberated.

The cold killing machine instantly haunted the entire Dengyun Tower. The Bodhisattva with great sword intent roared out, and flames almost ignited on the blade of the sword, vowing to break everything that stood in its way.

This is the way of this sword.

It is better to say that it is the source of this Dao Yun, and this is the case with Jiang Zhuhai. One person and one sword, killing more than 100,000 Khitan iron horsemen, he is not afraid or regretful, and no one can stop him.

Ascending the tower to look at the Qin Palace, I saw Shuangfeiyan in the vastness. Weishui is a stream, thousands of mountains and thousands of hills.

Far away smoke cage green trees, Mo on pedestrians go. There are heroes in Ande, welcome back to Ouchizhong?

The Bodhisattva's sword is fierce.

Dai Lou Duyun's face turned pale, his facial features were suddenly distorted, and every skin on his outstretched palm was surrounded by energy, trembling slightly.

The bones under the skin, subjected to the friction of the sword qi and the pressure of the qi, must also be in severe pain. However, Dailou Duyun endured.

Even if he took this sword alive, it was very likely that Dai Lou Duyun would lose an arm, but he didn't back down. In the pitch-black pupils, it was as if something suddenly lit up at this moment.

The fire burned to the top of the nine heavens, and it did not stop.

Because behind him, it's the entire Miao Jiang.

On behalf of the building, the twilight clouds did not retreat but advanced, covering the hands to condense the energy, gathering the strength in the heart of the fist, and the earth-shattering waves were set off above the sea of dantian qi, surging.

The Bodhisattva Man, who was originally as powerful as a bamboo, slowed down involuntarily at the moment when he hit the strength of Dai Lou Duyun's palm, like a thousand catties of huge force hitting layers of cotton, it was difficult to advance, but the stamina was still amazing.

The palm qi condensed by Dai Lou Duyun with all his might was shattering inch by inch under the Bodhisattva's terrifying sword qi. The Bodhisattva pushed forward little by little, and castration was also difficult.

Zhao Wu'an pinched the sword trick in his right hand, and his left hand swung far away, and three flying swords rose up on his side.

"Picking mulberries, magpies stepping on branches, and Su curtain covering. His voice was cold and unforgiving.

The cold sword intent rose again, and the sword shadow reached the sky. The three flying swords turned into streamers in an instant, and once again attacked the Dai Lou Duyun who was resisting the Bodhisattva.

Dailou Duyun's strength has reached the middle and upper level of the second grade, and the true qi of the body protection is inexhaustible, so Dailou Duyun reassured to give his back to the Pulsatilla who has no edge. However, at this time, the three swords came out together, and all of them were cold sword intentions to attack on behalf of Lou Duyun.

Each other is a second grade, Zhao Wuan can kill people beyond the level, and Dailou Duyun does not dare to hold it up, so he will definitely score a point of energy to fight against these three swords.

But if he let go at this time, the Bodhisattva who had already released his sword intent would inevitably pierce through Dai Lou Duyun's body first.

This is Zhao Wu'an's cleverness. It seemed to be just a countermove, even though Dai Lou Duyun had already deceived him by pretending to be the first, but Zhao Wu'an only used a sword blade to force him to resist with all his might.

And at this time, with three more sword attacks, Dailou Duyun was pushed into a dilemma. Rao is his genius, and at this moment, he can't help but admire Zhao Wu'an from the bottom of his heart.

I can't help but admire him. Although Zhao Wu'an's martial arts talent is mediocre, and he only entered the second-grade realm at the age of twenty-eight, the meticulous and cautious thoughts hidden between one move and one style are even first-grade masters have to guard against it.

Since it has reached the point of life and death, Dailou Duyun is no longer clumsy, and he hoisted the sea of qi from the twenty-eight points of the dantian in one go, and the qi in his palm soared by three feet, drowning the Bodhisattva in an instant.

The sword intent of the broken army was also at that moment, and it was swallowed up by the energy of Dai Lou Duyun. He let go of his fist, grabbed the Bodhisattva from afar, and waved his hand in front of him.

The Bodhisattva who lost control was like a bird with broken wings, and the surging sword momentum scattered the three swords that followed him.

At the same time, Zhao Wu'an suddenly took five steps back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Concentrating on the sword is different from controlling the sword with qi, this kind of flying sword technique that people in the rivers and lakes have never heard of, is to connect the mind and the flying sword in one place, and live and die together, and now the Bodhisattva who holds the sword intent of breaking the army was broken by the twilight cloud of Dailou in an instant, and Zhao Wu'an was inevitably damaged in his mind, and his dantian was exhausted for a while.

This side is exhausted, but the other side is strong.

On behalf of the building, the twilight clouds stepped on the clouds in the air, and jumped in the air again, stepping back to the top of the cloud building. On his side, no more, no less, five flying swords were scattered, all of which had lost control of their qi and fell to the ground.

"Twenty-eight stars fell into the jade sea, and a dantian cast a sword. "Dai Lou Duyun has a taste of interest," absorbing the sword intent of others to counterattack himself. Didn't you think of my hand?"

"I didn't expect it, but I wasn't afraid. Zhao Wu'an's voice was low.

"Why?" said Twilight raised an eyebrow.

"I don't believe you can use this move over and over again. Zhao Wu'an held up the ground, took a few breaths, and straightened up, "Since it's only the first sword, I'll force you to use the kung fu of pressing the bottom of the box, then you're not far from losing." ”

Dailou Duyun stood silently for a long time, smiling contemptuously.

"You're right, it's really a work to press the bottom of the box. But I have more than one box. ”

"That's nature, the Lord of Miao Jiang, and he won't be defeated for me so easily. Zhao Wu'an's complexion had gradually recovered, and his gaze had become cold again.

"I only have one box, but at least I haven't done it yet. ”

Dai Lou Duyun narrowed his eyes, and there was a look of helplessness between his eyebrows, "At this moment, you still want to fight me to the death?"

"I can't let down the souls that have passed away. Zhao Wu'an said word by word.

Dailou Duyun pondered for a moment when he heard this, sometimes looking at the mountains in the distance, sometimes lowering his head and closing his eyes. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Wu'an, his eyes were complex and profound.

"I was at fault for that. He said lightly.

"There are many things that can be wronged, but human life is not so easy to uncover. Zhao Wu'an clenched the only remaining poppy in his hand, "In the Gu pit back then, if it weren't for Sang Yu sacrificing himself to protect me, I wouldn't be standing in front of you now." ”

"I kicked you off when I knew she was going to save you. Dai Lou Duyun smiled helplessly, "She is very caring for outsiders. ”

"I know. Zhao Wu'an's tone was cold and hard.

Dailou Duyun sighed, raised his head, and looked at Zhao Wu'an with a contemptuous smile on his face, and thunderclouds rolled under his eyes.

"Okay, okay! People can't make amends for the mistakes they have made, they can only bear the punishment! I admit this, but I won't be arrested, I am the lord of Miao Jiang on behalf of Lou Duyun! Zhao Wu'an, if you want to kill me, do you dare to bear the consequences?!"

"There is no peace of mind and I am willing to accept it. Zhao Wu'an spread out his palm, and the poppy woman rotated freely in the palm of his hand.

"Okay, good, good, then come, kill me, use everything you've learned in your twenty-seven years of life, do your best, kill me by all means!!"

The momentum of his whole body rose, and his purple robe was completely shaken open by a vast sea-like energy in an instant, revealing the gorgeous and intricate shadow patterns on the inner lining. The jade pendant around his neck even began to tremble, and the silver crown on top of his head creaked, as if it would break with a bang in the next moment.

Zhao Wu'an's expression remained unchanged, and he raised the poppy beauty in his hand, intending to release this sword intent.

He said leisurely: "Dongliu." ”

The old people have never seen each other, and the past is gone.

But the rest of the sea is in vain.