In the world, there are many different places, different corners. Here, there is a corner that has been forgotten by the world for a long time. This is an endless Gobi, but as far as the eye can see, it is full of desolation, even flowers, trees, birds and animals are very rare, and there are few human tracks. The only thing you can see is this vast snow-capped mountain, which is covered with snow all year round, standing in this desolate Gobi wasteland, the height of the snow-capped mountain is awe-inspiring, let alone going up to find out. However, behind this snow-capped mountain, there is not only a big hall, but also a perennial lake that does not freeze, which they call Xuanhu.

But in the middle of this isolated wasteland, there is a simple and small stone house standing in Ling Dingding, and ordinary people always like to live in groups, why does the owner of this house choose this remote and humble house to live alone? Is it extremely unusual for the owner of this house?

Under the uninterrupted cold wind, this stone house looks like a young man who has struggled tenaciously all his life. Now the owner of this stone house looks tired and lonely, maybe he has been here for too long, so long that he can't remember his age.

Ever since that person appeared here, he was already destined to be lonely and lonely in his life.

And he and the sword and that person have been separated from the Yuan Law since then, and it is also a promise for thousands of years, his sword is a sword that is "unparalleled" in the world! He himself is also a person who is "Yuan Shuang" in the world

He still remembers that he learned swords at the age of six, and he was already blue at the age of ten. Until he was twenty-one years old, he realized a set of profound and great swordsmanship, and since then, he and his sword have reached the peak of perfection, but he is bound by promises, how can he not be lonely.

It can be said that the sword is his life, everything he has, and it also represents his life.

But all this has long since passed with the promise, or the promise of the ancestors, with time.

In the desolate world, only this simple stone house, and the uninterrupted sound of the wind accompanied him in the twilight, and even the "sword" that was born and died with him and pierced the hearts of countless masters for him was no longer by his side, because he himself was the sword. He was waiting for someone, for someone who could carry on his promises.

He was accompanied only by endless loneliness, a thousand-year-old promise, and a full of desolation......

But today, in that dead wasteland, someone came from the great hall that he had not set foot in for half his life. There were more than 30 people coming, why were these people in a hurry, why were they so anxious to find him, and who was he in the house?

The people had reached the front of the house, but they stood in front of the door and did not dare to move half a step.

A man about thirty years old dressed in a yellow brocade robe had led everyone to kneel in front of the door, he was the current owner of Tearless City-Nie Yulong, and then said in awe: Ancestor is not good, that sword has been a little impatient recently, I am afraid that only Ancestor can suppress it, and the Demon Sect has continuously sent people to find Tearless City, I have already sent someone to kill it.

The old man asked hoarsely: Yulong, how many people know about this matter. The voice was hoarse and low, but it was full of supreme majesty.

The man named Nie Yulong replied: Except for the people here today, no one else knows, I don't know what the ancestor commanded?

The old man didn't answer again, and the door didn't open, but surprisingly, an invisible sword qi flowed in the air, and more than thirty people outside the house actually pierced through their chests in an instant, howling miserably, blood on the ground was all over the ground, corpses were all over the ground, and only Nie Yulong was left kneeling on the ground tremblingly.

This was a terrifying peerless sword aura.

The people in the house sighed, "No matter how good my sword is, I can't leave here and break my promise, what's the use!"

As he said this, the voices of the people in the house sounded even more tired, and he was so tired that he didn't want to steal the world anymore.

Nie Yulong began to explain: "In today's martial arts, there is no longer a boundary between black and white;

The people in the house said indifferently: "All living beings, always dust, lush yellow flowers, nothing more than illusory, rights for me now like a cloud, only promises can not be abandoned." And I recently felt from the sword that there must be another bloody storm in the rivers and lakes.

Liao Yulong smiled bitterly: Even if the ancestor decides, Yulong will not dare to disobey. It's just that what does the ancestor mean by this disaster? Could it be that there are still people in the rivers and lakes who are secretly unknown to us?

The old man then said lightly: All this may be the will of heaven, I just want to tell you that I am waiting for a person who is destined, that is, if the City of No Tears is really in a desperate situation, at that time, the appearance of this person can prevent the City of No Tears from falling into anyone's hands. I was also able to fulfill the promise made by my ancestors thousands of years ago.

Nie Yulong said: Couldn't this catastrophe be avoided? But that sword has not been able to share the same mind for thousands of years, not even you, can anyone really do it?

Thousands of years later, it was a long night. In the sword-casting room of the Famous Sword Villa, the two are forging swords. Xuantian, aged about thirty-one and twelve. Martial arts have no master to inherit the sect, and they are extremely fast with swords, and they are recognized as the fastest sword in the world. Standing next to him was his wife Lin Xuan. Looking at the sword in the furnace, he asked: Rongtian, how long does this sword seem to be good? Nie Rongtian said: This sword has actually been cast, but I always feel that there is something missing, but I can't say what it is missing?

Many martial arts heroes who heard that the peerless sword came this time have surrounded the famous sword villa, and many of them have been waiting impatiently and began to agitate: We have been waiting outside for so long, Xuantian actually avoided it, don't you want me to wait to see this sword, and wait any longer, I am afraid that the threat to us will be greater, it is better to rush in and seize this sword. Everyone looks at me, I look at you, they all have their own ghosts, and they all agreed, and they planned to break in.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a person came out, who else would this be Xuantian, looking at everyone and laughing: Heroes and heroes don't know if they are here in the middle of the night?

I heard that you and Nie Rongtian forged a piece of 10,000-year-old cold iron into a good sword, I waited to come to see if it was really a good sword for Sect Master Xuan, could it be that Sect Master Xuan refused to let the martial arts heroes see the true face?

Yes, if you know each other, hurry up and take out this sword, and we will never embarrass the Xuan Sect Master.

Hahaha! Xuantian looked at everyone and said: You have seen the name of besieging the Famous Sword Villa, but in fact, you are greedy for this sword. Unfortunately, my life is like a sword, how can a person give his life to others?

You want to swallow this sword alone, have you ever thought that you are the opponent of our thirty-six factions, don't you even want your life?

Xuantian sneered and said: "You want to use 'force' to suppress others and not tell your faults and selfish intentions?

Everyone was speechless for a while, but for the sake of the peerless divine sword, how could they leave like this, wouldn't they miss this opportunity in vain. The leading man said coldly: Then it will be for you.

The three words of fulfillment of you came out, and the man had already latent his internal strength in the knife, and the knife of "Peng" was killed, and he slashed at the girl's heavenly spirit! Xuantian's toes rose into the air a little, and he easily flashed the man's knife!"Whoa...... He was faster than an arrow. But everyone still kept killing Xuantian, only to see that Xuantian had an extra sword in his hand at some point, the long sword was like a poisonous snake, fast as lightning, and the sword shadow stabbed at everyone with invincible sword energy.

"Proud ...... Mad...... Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but exclaim! But the sword qi was too fast, and before everyone could react, the sword had already pierced the chests of some people, and the leading man shouted when he saw this: Everyone will kill him together, as long as everyone can hold him back for a while, as long as he is exhausted, we can kill him. Then the crowd came again. Although Xuantian has excellent swordsmanship, he is also outnumbered. He was also wounded, but he was still alive.

In the sword-casting room, Xuantian's wife and Nie Rongtian were seeing the sword, and Nie Rongtian suddenly laughed and said: I know, I know. I see! It only takes one person to sacrifice the sword to stimulate the aura in the sword.

Xuantian's injuries became more and more serious, and everyone fought until the sword casting room, and everyone was amazed when they saw the sword in the furnace, there was such a good sword in the world, and everyone's faces showed greed. Nie Rongtian shouted excitedly: Xuantian, I have found the sword guide, that is, the sword has been sacrificed, Xuantian was a little stunned when he heard it, he never thought that casting a good sword would require a person's life as a price, and even the group of heroes was a little shocked. Suddenly, a long sword stabbed out, and it turned out to be the leading man's stabbing when Xuantian was distracted. Seeing this, Xuantian's wife shouted while thinking that Xuantian was coming, Xuantian was careful. But the sword is coming, and there is no time to do it. The sword has been stabbed, but it is Xuantian's wife. Xuantian was furious and swung the long sword in his hand, only to see the leading man scream, and the arm holding the sword was like a kite with a broken string, flying into the air, blood flowed all over the ground, and everyone was also terrified when they saw this. Only the leading man who was holding his broken arm and twitching on the ground was left.

Xuantian hugged his wife as if he was crazy, and looked up to the sky and shouted: Xuan'er. Xuan'er looked at Xuantian in front of him and said with difficulty: Xuantian, please don't be sad, as a wife, I know what you want, but I can't accompany you to see the birth of the divine sword, I will do one more thing before the time being, but please remember Xuan'er by the mirror lake when the peach blossoms were blooming that year. As he spoke, he used all his strength and jumped into the furnace. Xuantian wanted to grab Xuan'er, but left a rag in his hand. Xuantian lay in the furnace and raised his head and roared, his face full of tears and grief. At this time, the fire in the furnace is getting stronger and stronger, the sword seems to have spirituality, constantly flashing with golden light, the golden light is sheng, Xuantian shouted that the sword has flown into Xuantian's hands, and Xuantian at this moment is like a god --- god of destruction. Xuantian jumped into the air, holding the divine sword, and slashed at everyone with a loud shout。。。。。。。。。。。。。

In the long pavilion two months later, Xuantian, have you really decided?

Yes, I've already decided, I know you're going to persuade me, but I don't have any nostalgia anymore, Xuan'er is gone, I want to miss her a little more in the days to come, so I want to ask you for one thing.

Nie Rongtian looked at the sword box on the stone table suspiciously, and asked, "Is it it?"

Xuantian sighed and said, "Yes, I have already sealed the sword qi of this sword and named it the Heavenly Sword." I hope you can take it away from here and guard it for generations until someone arrives, so that it will never fall into the hands of the devil, lest the rivers and lakes fall and the lives will be ruined. Recently, I watched the sky at night, and a red demon star flew by, which always made me feel uneasy.

A gust of wind came, and Xuantian had already gone farther and farther. Looking at Xuantian's distant back, he shook his head and sighed: The promise is forever, I hope you are right!