It's already going on the mountain, but there's an uninvited guest.

Xiao Shanming and the three of them were sitting quietly at the bottom of the mountain, when suddenly a shadow of ink and ink passed through the four of them, and disappeared in a flash, its speed was staggering.

Xiao Shan said: "Someone broke into the mountain gate. ”

"Maybe it's the bitter master of the family who came to settle accounts with the sword ruins, no matter what he did. Lin Sanchuan said indifferently.

And the silly old man is smirking stupidly, a naïve and hilarious.

The phantom swept over the thousands of mountains of Heishui, and went straight to the Cangshan Sword Field to stand still, and shouted in front of everyone: "Where is the Lord of the Sword Ruins, come out to see me, Guanzhou Song Tiefan comes to worship!"

Its sound is magnificent, shaking the mountains.

The three thousand heroes who were waiting in the sword field couldn't help but cover their ears and eyes, and the eight hundred sword immortals opened their eyes and shouted in unison: "Retreat!"

Uninvited, those who trespass on the mountain gate of Jianxu will be killed by the three-style sword first!

In an instant, a giant sword slashed at Song Tiefan!

Song Tiefan said with a glaring eye: "It's good to come!"

He Song Tiefan was once one of the four great generals of the Zhenbei Wangfu, although he did not have much reputation in the rivers and lakes, but his cultivation was not ordinary! He had already heard of the sword in the sword ruins, and it was said that a hundred years ago, Hong Feihu, who had not met an opponent in the southeast of the town of Quan for ten years, broke into the sword ruins without encountering an opponent in the rivers and lakes, and was carried under this killing sword. Song Tiefan also wanted to see how big this killing sword was.

It was too late, and the giant sword had already grazed everyone's scalps and stabbed Song Tiefan's chest. This sword is as big as a moat. Song Tiefan is small, compared to it like a mayfly.

Rumble!

An octagonal giant shield appeared on Song Tiefan's chest, and people with a few eyes immediately recognized Song Tiefan's move as Aiki Shield. Combine the spirit of the eight wildernesses, the enemy of the six together!

The sword and shield collided, and the shadow of the giant sword shattered inch by inch, and the broken sword turned into a sky full of crystals and flew away, and the octagonal shield of Song Tiefan also showed a cracked appearance.

While!

The sword shattered more than half, and the octagonal shield exploded.

Song Tiefan did not look frightened, and suddenly, a huge chain flew out of Song Tiefan's sleeve and wrapped around the broken sword. The sword body was stunned, and then it shot out again. Song Tiefan frowned slightly, and retreated again and again.

"Go!"

Song Tiefan shouted violently, and collided with the broken sword head-on.

I heard a loud bang, and the sword disappeared.

Song Tiefan said secretly, and took thirty-six steps back, this killing sword is really powerful. He didn't dare to underestimate it anymore, the sound of crackling bones sounded, and Zhao Tiefan's body instantly skyrocketed by two feet. At the same time, the second sword has arrived.

At this time, when everyone in the abandoned hall heard Song Tiefan's shouting, they all swam down the mountain with Cao Ren and came to the sword field, and they naturally saw that Song Tiefan was fighting with a giant sword phantom. Most of these people Song Tiefan had visited, and everyone didn't think about why he entered the sword ruins and why he fought with the giant sword, but secretly worried about him.

Cao Renyou said: "Although the Killing Sword only has one part of the power of the eight hundred sword immortals, two points of strength, and three points of power, it is not something he can stop. ”

Lu Liangmeng whispered: "He is a member of the Zhao family in Guanzhou, if something happens in the Sword Ruins, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate." ”

Cao Renyou said: "Those who break into the mountain gate of Sword Ruins must be subjected to three types of killing swords, this is the rule left by Song Zu, and no one is exempt. ”

Lu Liangmeng smiled meaningfully: "The Great Song royal family really likes the sword ruins very much. ”

Cao Renyou smiled and said, "Wasn't Luyue Academy also a national academy of the Great Song Dynasty?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, but said no more.

Song Tiefan was already sweating profusely, and this second sword was really powerful. In addition to the sharpness of the first sword, it adds a bit of paradoxical sword aura. The paradoxical sword qi turned into ten thousand wisps, and they stabbed at the various acupoints on Song Tiefan's body. Although this sword qi was powerful, Song Tiefan had no time to take care of it. He was so focused on the sword that he was dripping with blood.

When it is broken, it is broken, and Song Tiefan knows the truth well.

Suddenly, he lifted his true qi, and also condensed a sword and slammed into the killing giant sword. The two swords collided, the world changed color, the old ape cried blood, and the wind was loud.

Song Tiefan flew out upside down and lay on the ground. Although he could block this sword, he had no strength left to resist the next sword.

On the cliff, the old sword master said lightly: "Since he used this method to force you to come forward, then you should go and see him." ”

An old man said proudly: "When he finishes resisting the three killing swords, it will not be too late to see him again." ”

The old sword master said indifferently: "It is born from the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other." If the situation is uncertain today, the sword ruin should no longer make an opponent. ”

Another white-bearded old man hurriedly said: "But the old sword master, you ......."

The old sword master waved his hand and interrupted him, "I can't die yet, so you can go." ”

Regarding life and death, the old sword master is more indifferent than them. After hearing this, several people sighed in their hearts, and they all stepped on their swords and went down to the clouds. As far as they knew that the old sword master would die soon, these sword masters were like losing their hearts, and they couldn't give up day and night. As everyone knows, if one of them comes out at random, he can hold up half of the rivers and lakes. For them, the old sword master is even more of a relative and elder whose blood is thicker than water.

The old sword master entered the land god fairy realm at the age of twenty-seven, and he didn't know how much more powerful than Li Minji, the sword god of Shuzhong who is in the limelight today. The forty-year-old sword master slashed the demon turtle in the East China Sea, and the eighty-year-old sword blocked the mighty mountain torrent for Yanzhou, and the one hundred and fifty-year-old sword master drank the wine of the river with the giant king of the southern Xinjiang alone, and brought a hundred years of peace for the people of the frontier. At the age of two hundred, the old sword master and the academy master led the four monks together to defeat the ancient sect......

How can such a fairy-like figure who dares to be the first in the world say that he is leaving? The eight sword masters were stunned, but they were powerless. The old sword is the enemy of the world, but it is not the enemy of the years.

At this time, in the Cangshan Sword Field, everyone in the Chinese was looking up at the eight immortal sword immortals.

"Retreat. The old man at the head drank lightly, and the third killing sword that was about to attack Song Tiefan shattered.

The eight hundred sword immortals were expressionless, and their eyes were closed at the same time.

"Hey, old man Juejiang!" Wen Ruoyun grinned and said, "You come down quickly and tell them that I am the same generation as you, otherwise they will not be convinced!"

The old man at the head is the Sword Master of the Cold Shadow, Zhao Juejiang. Zhao Juejiang had no intention of taking care of Wen Ruoyun, he shook his head secretly, how could such a hairy boy be in charge of the sword ruins. Wen Ruoyun saw that the Cold Sword Lord ignored him, so he pursed his lips and cut off.

The eight sword masters live in the sword ruins all the year round, ordinary people have no chance to see them, and when they see them today, they can't hide their excitement in their hearts, and they all say hello again and again. And the eight sword masters were preoccupied, but they seemed to be indifferent, and everyone didn't seem to care, and the power should be the leader of the world.

Yang Xianbao and the others were relatively plain, and after worshipping the eight sword masters, Lu Liangmeng and Ziyun Dao Chang stepped forward to treat Song Tiefan's injuries. Song Tiefan is also a land immortal, and without harming the fundamentals, if he breathes a little, it will be no big problem at this time.

After Song Tiefan thanked Lu Liangmeng and Ziyun Dao, he got up and hugged his fists to the eight sword masters in the air and said: "Junior, Guanzhou Zhao Tiefan, it is really a last resort to come to break into the sword ruins today, forgive a few seniors." ”

Zhao Juejiang showed a trace of anxiety indifferently, and he said: "Why do you want to break into the Sword Market Mountain Gate, if you can't come up with an explanation, you still have to accept this third-style killing sword." ”

Song Tiefan said respectfully: "Two days ago, the second brother of the junior was tragically injured by the imperial sword technique. So ......"

Before Song Tiefan could finish his words, suddenly a big mountain seemed to hit him. Song Tiefan couldn't bear it for a while, and actually fell to the ground on one knee. He looked up in confusion, Zhao Juejiang withdrew his right hand and said lightly: "How does your strength compare to me?"

Song Tiefan suddenly felt that his body was light, and he stood up again and said, "There is a difference between the cultivation of juniors and seniors. ”

Zhao Juejiang said: "To tell you the truth, I and the other eight sword masters are the only ones who can use this sword technique in the sword ruins, and the strength of the other sword masters is only higher than mine." If we really want to kill your second brother, we won't have to use the sword art at all. ”

Song Tiefan still didn't give up, he continued: "Except for the few sword masters mentioned by the predecessors, there is really no one in the world who knows this swordsmanship?"

As soon as he said a word, Zhao Juejiang's eyes were cold and said, "No one!"

......

At this time, there was another person at the foot of the mountain.

"Phew!"

Although the middle-aged man pulled the reins, the big black horse still kicked a few times on the stone slab. The middle-aged man pointed to the horse's head and said angrily, "Even you are competing with me." ”

But Xiao Shanming, who was sitting on the stone steps, could see that the middle-aged man had great pity for his beloved horse. The middle-aged man turned over and dismounted, hugged his fists to Xiao Shanming and the three of them and the stupid old man one by one, and said politely: "Which one is the gatekeeper of the sword market, and go up the mountain to make a sound, saying that it is enough to guard the pass and ask to see him." ”

The stupid old man opened a mouthful of big yellow teeth, pointed to Lin Sanchuan on the side, and said: ...... Not him. ”

The middle-aged man smiled, took out a big piece of jade from his arms and gave it to the silly old man and said, "Please also ask the seniors to go up the mountain and say hello." ”

The stupid old man took the jade and sent it to his mouth.

Just listen to the sound of "pop", and the jade shatters. The stupid old man Li'er threw the jade on the ground with a "bang", snorted twice, and spit all the jade fragments in his mouth to the ground.

The middle-aged man is heartbroken, this jade of Dawan is a priceless treasure, and it was bitten by this old man as a pancake. Poor, infuriating!

Lin Sanchuan laughed on the side and said: "This is a fool, if you give him a stone, he will be a treasure, but giving him this jade is a tyrannical thing." ”

"Thank you Shaoxia for your advice. The middle-aged man hugged Lin Sanchuan with a fist, took out a silver ingot, and handed it to the stupid old man. Silly old Li'er put it in his mouth again this time, but he couldn't be happy.

The middle-aged man said: "Please also ask Mr. to go up the mountain and say that the guard is coming." ”

After the man said that, the stupid old man stuffed the silver into his arms, patted the middle-aged man's chest again, and climbed up the mountain on his knees.

Seeing the old man limping, the middle-aged man couldn't bear to say: "How can I let a disabled old man be a gatekeeper, it's really inconvenient to go up and down." ”

Sun Mingxiang, who was sitting in the corner, sneered and said: "I think this is a good place for the old man, if an inconvenient and somewhat stupid old man goes elsewhere, I'm afraid he won't live long." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Sun Mingxiang, a veteran like him, and his eyes couldn't help but light up. But there was only a faint appreciation in his eyes, and there was no lustful meaning. When he saw Sun Mingxiang and Xiao Shanming sitting snuggling, he quickly looked away and said, "What the girl taught is a lesson." ”

Sun Mingxiang smiled and said, "Where did I teach you, you are full of fake Sven." ”

Xiao Shanming saw that the middle-aged man was a little familiar, so he hugged his fists and said, "Your Excellency's surname is Zhao." ”

The middle-aged man replied: "Exactly, the next surname is Zhao Ming." Forgive me for being rude, I don't seem to have seen Shaoxia in Xia, I don't know why Shaoxia knows the surname below?"

Xiao Shanming replied: "Your Excellency, don't misunderstand, it's just that we had some entanglements with a son surnamed Zhao last night. Today, I saw that Your Excellency's demeanor and appearance were six or seven points similar to that son, so I dared to guess that Your Excellency was the elder of that son's family. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Shouguan raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "Did that prince ever cause trouble to you?"

Xiao Shanming said lightly: "It's so troublesome that I can't say it......"

Lin Sanchuan interjected at this time: "Hehe, quenching poison on the sword and stabbing one of our brothers, is this considered trouble?"

Hearing this, Zhao Shouguan hurriedly said: "What happened to the injured son now!"

Xiao Shanming smiled: "It's not a big deal. ”

Zhao Shouguan calmed down at this time, and hugged his fists at Xiao Shanming and the three of them: "I will accompany you for the dog." ”

Before these words fell, Xiao Shanming and the three of them stood up suddenly. After Feng Yushu was injured, everyone also probed Zhao Yixuan's bottom. The son of Guanzhou Zhao Mansion is also, this Zhao Shouguan claims to be Zhao Yixuan's father, so isn't he the king of Zhenbei back then?

Xiao Shanming took the lead and said: "It turned out to be the prince of Zhenbei, we have a lot of rudeness, and I hope to forgive." ”

Zhao Shouguan waved his hand and said: "What is the prince of Zhenbei, he is just a grass head of the people's ears now." ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Shanming said: "I can hear that the name and words of the prince of Zhenbei are not the word guard." ”

Zhao Shouguan said indifferently: "The general of the defeated army, the sinner of the Great Song Dynasty, what kind of face do you have to use the name given by the first king." Seeing that everyone was restrained for a while, Zhao Shouguan smiled and said: "The carriage and horses are tired, and I am a little tired below, let's sit down and say." ”

After a few people sat down, they reported their names to each other, and when they knew that Xiao Shanming was from Liao, Zhao Shouguan did not have much disgust on his face.

But when he noticed the chain whip tied around Sun Mingxiang's waist, Zhao Shouguan was shocked and said: "Authentic thirty-six chain whips." After saying this, Sun Mingxiang's face changed, and Zhao Shouguan didn't say anything more.

Let's say that Lao Li'er walked on the mountain road, although he was a little lame, but the speed was fast. If Xiao Shanming and a few people were here, they would definitely find that this old Li'er's demeanor was completely like a different person. There was no stupidity in his gaze, but a sense of perseverance and ruthlessness.

Lao Li'er walked, but his heart was trembling slightly.

His eyes were in a trance, as if he had instantly returned to many years ago.

Sixty years ago, just after the rebellion of the ancient religion, the rivers and lakes were in ruins. Of the eighty-seven sword immortals in the sword ruin, there were only nine sword immortals left. The glory of the sword ruins was gone, and the Great Song Dynasty also began to decline.

In the ten years since the danger of worshipping the ancient religion, all the sword masters of the Sword Ruins have gone down the mountain to find a young man with outstanding qualifications, ready to train and recuperate.

On the seventeenth day of the twelfth month of the seventeenth year of Huizong, it was a snowy night.

The old sword master who had been away from the sword market for ten years came back, and when he came back, he was still holding a red-nosed young man in his hand, the young man was called Li, I don't know if it was his name or surname.

According to the old sword master, this young man's talent is so high that he has never seen it.

The next day, another sword master also brought back a young man. The young man was far less perceptive than Li's, but the Nine Sword Masters taught him a magical method day and night. Later, Li deliberately befriended the young man, and later learned from the young man that the nine sword masters were teaching him swordsmanship.

The magical boy of swordsmanship had already seen it, and when he returned to the sword ruins with the old sword master, he suddenly met a group of depressed and panicked homeless people on the way.

The old sword master stopped them and asked them why, and learned that a group of wicked people had come to Happy Horse Town, thirty miles away, and within three days, the officers and soldiers and people in the town were killed by them. This group of displaced people escaped after all the hardships. The old sword master told them not to panic and flee at first, but after asking the group of people about their dress and number, he picked up a branch from the ground and threw it out. Then the old sword master said: "Let's go, you can go home."

The people didn't dare, and after the old sword master had no choice but to report his identity, everyone followed him back to Happy Horse Town with suspicion. When I returned to Happy Horse Town, in addition to the corpses all over the ground, the most striking thing was the one hundred and twenty-six human heads arranged in a neat row. When everyone saw this, they were all grateful to the old sword master, and they knelt down again and again.

Later, I asked the old sword master who those people were.

The old sword is the main way, worshipping the remnants of the ancient religion.

Li asked again, what kind of immortal technique did the old sword master use to kill them.

The old sword master smiled and said, Imperial Sword Technique.

If I ask again, can I learn?

The old sword master was silent.

Knowing that the young man was learning swordsmanship, an inexplicable fire surged in Li's heart.

The next day, the boy's body was found at the foot of the mountain. The person who killed was not found, and everyone only said that he had fallen to his death.

On that day, all the sword masters shouted in unison, and the sword ruins of the sky died.

On the fifteenth day of that year, Blackwater Lake was rarely covered with a thick layer of ice. Thousands of mountains and thousands of miles are all covered in thick snow, which is very beautiful.

That night, a small black shadow climbed down the abyss, stepped on the ice, and walked to the cliff called the giant sword of mountains and rivers.

The man sat cross-legged in front of the cliff, and in an instant he was settled. As everyone knows, there is already a tall figure standing behind him at this time.

Suddenly, the man sitting on the ice felt a pain in his shoulder. When he turned back again, he had already come to the gate of Jianxu Mountain.

"Why do you want to practice swordsmanship!"

The young man trembled, not fear, but anger, and he shouted: "Could it be that the sword art can only be practiced by those surnamed Zhao!"

Syllable!

The boy was slapped in the face, and the boy was even angrier.

"Zhao Zun was killed by you?"

The boy who fell off the cliff was named Zhao Zun.

The boy gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

The old man who grabbed him by the shoulder sighed gloomily, and suddenly, he slapped the young man in the chest. The boy was like a weak pebble, stumbling all the way from the mountain gate to the bottom of the mountain.

After that night, there was one less young genius and one more stupid and lame gatekeeper in the Sword Ruins.

Everyone called him, stupid old man.

The stupid old man left his son, he had already come to the gate of Jianxu Mountain.

At this time, there was a little more softness in his gaze.

His lips twitched, "Master, I'm back." ”