The dazzling and terrifying sword light did not enter the cold pool, but it was like those cold winds blowing from the top of the high mountain, nine heavens away, they were also absorbed, digested, and then returned to invisible. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The face that emerged in the cold pool still opened and closed its mouth, and said, "You don't have to be angry, and you don't have to be indignant. I'm just a mirror that reflects your heart. Then tell you something that you originally knew, but didn't immediately understand. ”

Gu Chuanxia put away his sword and stood up, looking at Hantan, his brows furrowed.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I, hehe, I used to have a lot of names. But none of that matters, I'm just a nameless pool of water now, flowing here quietly, waiting for my next name to appear. The face in the water said lightly.

"You want me to pass the card too?" asked Gu Chuanxia.

The face in the water rippled slightly, and a smile seemed to fade on his face: "No! No! It's the dragon god here who really set up the level." It's just that the dragon god was killed a long time ago. I'm just a bystander, and... a satisfied. ”

"Satisfied?"

"Yes, someone killed the dragon god here a long time ago. Left his knife marks. And the latecomers can't see the dragon god, although they can drive straight up, but they are not angry. So I fulfilled his wish and condensed the sword qi left here by the swordsman who slew the dragon god, turned into a shadow, and fought against him. It's just life and death... ”

"Victorious, meaningless. Failure, perhaps, death. ”

The faces in the cold pool looked at Gu Chuanxia, as if waiting for his answer.

"I can feel your strong attachment to the one who left behind the sword marks. Although the sword qi he left behind has dissipated a lot after a long interval, I can still condense a little bit of his form, and it will be about one-tenth of his own strength. So, are you going to take on a challenge?"

Gu Chuanxia looked at the surroundings of Hantan, covered with all kinds of traces, and the confusion that had been lingering in his heart suddenly dispersed.

Even if there is no way forward, there are still so many brave people who move forward. Since I am not alone, why should I be obsessed with gains and losses?

"No, except for the owner of the sword mark, I'm going to challenge all the traces here. Including... the dragon god who has been killed, I think... it must have been left with breath as well, right?" said Gu Chuanxia with a smile on his face.

The faces in the cold pool seemed to be also shocked by the spirit of the ancient legend, and only after half a sound did they reply: "What a firm belief in martial arts! You are right! For you martial artists, challenging the strong is a reward in itself." Progress comes from the fight between life and death. ”

"I can accommodate you! I can accommodate you! Although after doing so, it may be the end of the year, and only your breath will remain. The face in the cold pool said.

"Wouldn't that be just right? or one day, I'll give you a name. Gu Chuanxia said.

At this moment, the faces in the cold pool were completely surprised.

"You found out?"

Gu Chuanxia smiled: "You're actually showing obvious, aren't you? In fact, I'm not the only one who discovered this before. ”

After that, Gu Chuanxia's eyes looked through the most obvious marks.

"But none of them dare to think or do as much as you do. All they think of is the one who left the deepest mark before the challenge, the one who challenges the strongest, not the all. ”

"It's not that they can't think of it, but they are confident enough that they are definitely the strongest, and there will be no latecomers to catch up. "Gu Chuanxia is not arrogant, but believes that a person who can become a great grandmaster will definitely not be so short-sighted.

"What about you?" Obviously he could listen to Gu Chuanxia's heart, but Hantan also seemed to feel that Gu Chuanxia had a slight possibility to be able to name it again, so he chose to ask instead of looking at it directly.

"Of course I'm confident, that's why I'm going to leave me alone. Gu Chuanxia's natural words carried an unspeakable domineering.

"In that case, it's up to you!"

The breeze blew, and above the cold pool, suddenly there was an additional figure.

The figure held a knife in his hand.

It was an extremely ordinary-looking knife, but it gave people a strong visual impact, as if this knife was the most noble weapon in the world. But from any angle, it's just a somewhat shabby knife made of ordinary bronze.

Knives, of course, are ordinary.

Honor is the one who holds the sword.

Looking at the face of the swordsman in front of him, Gu Chuanxia had already identified his origin.

His name is Xia Kang, or in order to distinguish him from another Xia Kang, he should be named Xia Shaokang. Of course, a long time ago, it could also be called Ji Shaokang.

He was the sixth emperor of the Xia dynasty.

At the same time, he is also a superb swordsman.

The shabby-looking bronze knife could once be regarded as the first bronze knife of this era, the first knife in the true sense.

It was he who killed the dragon god who had once been entrenched in the cold pool.

Hantan was really unceremonious to Gu Chuanxia, and it was a 'hard dish' as soon as it came up.

"It's a great honor to be able to fight with the former Xia Emperor!" said Gu Chuanxia with his sword and fist.

Xia Shaokang's shadow flickered, as if he didn't have any thoughts. It was originally a shadow that Hantan turned into by using the breath left by Xia Kang.

But Gu Chuanxia knew that as long as Xia Shaokang did not die, then he would definitely be able to feel this battle.

Swish!

Just a moment after Gu Chuanxia hugged his fist, Xia Shaokang's shadow swung his knife.

This knife carries an aura of domineering, brutality, and suppression of everything, and it is impossible to distinguish whether it is royal or domineering.

This is also rightfully true, in antiquity. Savage, ignorant, and the rulers are barbarous.

The royal road and the domineering are actually one, and it is difficult to distinguish each other. It was only after the hundred schools of thought returned to Confucianism, Confucianism flourished, and began to govern the country together with the monarch, that there was a distinction between kings and tyrants.

Such a knife is simple, rough, and savage, with a will to be brutal to the extreme.

It's like saying, 'The old man and the son are going to kill you with a knife, you have to stretch your neck, and then you will be slaughtered seriously'.

There is a great power in the underworld that binds the ancient legend, as if it really wants to send him to the guillotine.

"This is the power of humanity!" the ancient legend raised his eyebrows.

Most of today's martial artists cultivate the way of heaven, that is, to comprehend the rules between heaven and earth, turn them into truths, and integrate them into their own martial arts. Only Confucian warriors also practiced some humanitarianism. In ancient times, all living beings were ignorant, even if they were kings, they didn't necessarily have a high vision. Therefore, most of them worship the laws of nature, but they do not know much about them. On the contrary, there is a lot of research on humanity.

The power of humanity is bound to people.

Such a knife, against demons, may only be regarded as strong. But against people, it looks extremely fierce.

Gu Chuanxia is naturally human, but he... is fearless!

The long sword was unsheathed, and in an instant, all living beings bloomed in front of his blade. He used his sword to deduce a lifelike peaceful world.

(To be continued.) )