Zuo Leaning Peak waited for three days in the unfamiliar ruins.

Three days later, the old man still did not come, so he woke up from meditation, looked up at the dusty ground, then at the yellowed half of the sky, and finally did not forget to glance at the face in the thunder pool, and then smiled, got up, meticulously patted off the dust on his body, and walked down the cracked steps step by step and with great interest.

This site is huge, and there is still no way out from the far side of the left-leaning peak, but instead I see a barren land, everywhere you can see thorns, broken walls, everywhere you can see thorns everywhere, rain wells and smoke walls! The young man relied on his height, and he had no honor or disgrace about this, and only sighed that the old things went with the water, but the cold smoke and the grass were green!

He reached out and touched the broken wall, and then saw a man.

That person stood in the green place of the grass, not far away, not close, carrying a long sword, the sword body was extremely long, the sword box was red, there was no decoration, but the edge was exposed, the sword qi was at the beginning, a little sword light could open the clouds, and the sword qi had turned into nothingness.

Full of sword energy, full of chic freehand, standing there, is the only one.

This is the real swordsman!

Zuo Tianfeng raised his hand in front of him, couldn't help but look at it again, and finally determined that this person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, frost eyebrows and white hair, a face like Fu Fan, and an excellent appearance.

Even if he thinks that he is good-looking, Zuo Leanfeng is still ashamed of himself, it is better to be in appearance and bearing, and it is better to be in the gap in kendo.

The other party is very strong, and it can even be called outrageously strong, but Zuo Leanfeng is not afraid, because the other party is a swordsman!

He is not afraid of anyone, especially a swordsman!

The boy walked towards the center of the little green.

The other party glanced at Zuo Leanfeng, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"He's a strong man!" he said to himself.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and finally Zuo Leaning Peak stops, a hundred steps away from the other party, still not far or close, neither showing his hostility, nor showing his envy, after all, in the eyes of the young man, who has never imagined that there will be a day when he will fight the sword world, and be accompanied by a beautiful woman in a green shirt? The reason why the swordsman is called a swordsman is largely because of his romance!

People are not romantic!

At this age, there are too many people who have broken through the rivers and lakes for this, leaving countless heroes in the twilight?

Left Leaning Peak arched his hand.

The white-clothed swordsman returned the salute with a fist, and asked by the way: "Are you Zuo Leaning Peak?"

The boy nodded.

"I didn't expect us to meet here on our knees. The white-clothed swordsman solemnly introduced himself: "My name is Bao Longing, and I am from the shore of the Sword Sect's Three Thousand Water Lake! I have known you for a long time! But I have never met you! Today is the first time!"

The swordsman carefully looked at the swordsman in front of him, the young man who had cultivated in the second realm in the alley but easily restrained the cultivation of the four realms like a bag and took things, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the other party was very ordinary, and he couldn't find the slightest shining point, but he was such an ordinary young man, but he was able to leave a very heavy figure in the heart of the defeated junior brother!

Sometimes, he had to obey!

"On the lower left slope of the peak! from the shore of the nameless lake of Daomen. Zuo Tianfeng also solemnly introduced himself, and glanced at the swordsman, both of them had a strong murderous aura in their eyes!

When a disciple of the Sword Sect meets a disciple of the Sword Sect, there must be a battle! This is already an indisputable fact.

"I heard that you are invincible below the three realms?" Bao asked eagerly to take off the long sword behind him, caressing the sword case, and seemed to be careless.

In fact, as early as in the Sword Pavilion, he had already had a preliminary understanding of this young man he had never met, earlier than many elders, because a woman in the Sword Sect had inadvertently mentioned that if there was a swordsman walking the rivers and lakes in this world, it would be Zuo Leaning Peak!

If there is a Sword Sect swordsman walking the rivers and lakes, that person is herself!

At that time, Bao listened to it when he was eager to listen, and didn't say much, but silently recited the three words "Zuo Leaning Peak" three times in his heart, and made up his mind to beat this person to a half-crippled, as for why, it may be because...... Accurate?

Zuo Leanfeng nodded: "This sentence is true." ”

Even in the face of such a swordsman, the young man still has absolute confidence and claims to be "invincible below the three realms"! However, from now on, he plans to revise this sentence on the basis of this sentence and change it to "below the three realms, the world is invincible"! Those little fish and shrimp in the province who have no eyes also come to him to have a good time, if that is the case, he is also tired to death!

Bao longing finally finished wiping his sword, and then sighed, he pointed to the long sword in his hand, and asked Zuo Tianfeng, "Do you know this sword?"

Zuo Leaning Peak is like a few family treasures: "This sword is about half a foot and three minutes long, wide and one finger, as light as a feather, named Zhenyu!"

"According to legend, it was cast by the ancient power, with the stars as iron, the hot sun as the fire, and the dome as the furnace, refining 3,900 days and nights, absorbing countless essences of the sun and the moon, and it is rumored that it can sit in the Tianshu, and the mighty dome is powerful, so it is called the Zhenyu Sword!"

After Zuo Tianfeng finished speaking, he looked up at Bao Longing, and added: "The above content is pure fiction and has no credibility at all. ”

Bao longed to raise his eyebrows, "Even if it's pure fiction, then what's the matter? Zhenyu Sword has always been ranked tenth on the Divine Weapon Spectrum! This is an undeniable fact, do you want to try his power?"

Zuo Leanfeng thought about it, but still nodded.

He slowly untied the broken sack pinned to his belt, untied and took out two horizontal knives, and said to himself: "Although I don't know what place this is, and I don't know why I met you, it may be destined by God, or someone may have deliberately done it to probe my details, but I want to say that no matter what the case is, I am very angry, because I feel that people like you should not die so easily, it is a pity!" You must know that the number of people in this world who can make me feel envious is only a handful of people, the blind man is counted as one, Nie Fengshuang is counted as one, the desert cattle man is counted as one, and the demon clan Pingtian Great Sage is counted as one, and now there is such a half of you! You say, is this your glory?"

Bao longed to smile, stared at the young man, without saying a word, and finally raised the sword in his hand, holding it in his hand, dressed in a white robe without wind, the sword qi was in the air, and he rushed straight to the bullfight.

The Four Realms, Hinayana

Zuo Tianfeng said a long time ago that he was invincible below the three realms, this is self-humility! In fact, his real combat power can chase the four realms! When facing a swordsman, the swordsman surrenders to one realm for no reason, even if it is a swordsman of the five realms!

Because Zuo Leanfeng's best knife technique is not "Two Lives Knife", but "A Dagger Road Three Knives", which is the right of the five uniques!

The reason why "Three Swords of Dagger" will be the right of the five uniques and will be lost for a long time is because it also has another name, "Broken Sword Knife", which is known as the tenth Zhenyu Sword on the Divine Soldier Spectrum!

Therefore, the last thing that Zuo Leaning Peak is afraid of is the swordsman.

He began to hold the black knife hostage, holding the white knife horizontally, the black knife on top, the white knife on the bottom, retreating in one step, his posture was lowered, and his sword aura was like a dormant dragon, rising into the air at any time!

The swordsman doesn't know "The Three Swords of the Dagger Road", and many old people don't know either, even the three-inch sword predecessors in the realm of the Great Grandmaster have forgotten it, but not knowing it doesn't mean that it's not strong!

The young man's eyes began to be bloodshot, covered with bloodshots, and the other party's every move was clearly visible in his naked eyes!

Bao longs to never open his eyes, his body is the center of the storm, just waiting for the moment to open his eyes, and he will fight it.

Wind blows grass low!

White light!

The swordsman took out his sword first, and the sword aura was in the air, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring! It was actually the sword of the Sword Sect and the Sword of Shouzheng!

Regardless of the front and back, the left and the right!

A sword does not look back, a sword ghost is sad!

As if he was replicating the first half of the battle in the Burrow, Zuo Leanfeng remained motionless, letting the opponent's sword rub against the tip of his nose, and then gently raised the black knife in his hand!

While!

The sword in the swordsman's hand trembled, but he still held it extremely tightly, and a light erupted in his eyes, and a huge force almost overturned it in the moment just now!

What a force!

Almost at the moment when Bao was stunned, the white knife in Zuo Leanfeng's right hand slammed into the hilt of Zhenyu Sword, and three thousand six hundred and eighteen swords were almost instantly slashed out in a very small space!

Swing your sword like a point!

Bao longs for the whole person to be hit hard and fly straight out!

The left-leaning peak is on tiptoe, and it follows!

Bao longed's expression tightened, the cold light of the Zhenyu Sword in his hand flashed, and in an instant, countless sword qi flew through the void like ten thousand arrows in unison, a sword cold light!

While!

Zuo Leaning Peak did not retreat but advanced, and with a wave of the black knife in his left hand, countless lines lined up in the air, throwing away all the sword qi in the sky!

Shelter and fight again!

Sigu Sword is known as the strongest close-range swordsmanship, and it is not in vain!

Bao was eager to be forced back by a knife and finally landed, with a foothold, he almost instantly set up the sword in his hand, blocking the knife of Zuo Leaning Peak, and almost instantly, handed a sword forward, the whole person followed him, at a glance, the young man's front and back left and right were full of people!

It's all swords!

A sword stabbed out, and in an instant, ten thousand swords came together! Each sword has unrivaled lethality!

Zuo Leaning Peak split again with his backhand, and was forced to take three steps back!

At the same time, Bao was eager to stride forward for a walk, and his attainments in looking at the sword were vividly exerted by him, and the whole person did not pay attention to defense at all, and the sword in his hand only moved forward and forward!

One sword, one sword, one stretch!

Zuo Leanfeng finally felt the pressure, but he smiled.

There is no sword in the world that cannot be broken by "Three Swords of the Dagger", if there is, it means that he can't cultivate at home!

The young man laughed at himself, and his true qi suddenly exploded in the dantian, and the black knife in his left hand suddenly picked up the endless sword, and smashed it on the hilt of the opponent's sword with his backhand again, and then a moonlight rose to the sky, visible to the naked eye, the body of the left-leaning peak almost became a phantom, and a black and white left-leaning peak jumped out of the flesh, with countless afterimages, and a knife slashed at the opponent's sword hilt!

The second knife of "Three Knives of Dagger"!

With one sword, the Sigu Sword was broken!

The breeze blows, blowing the young man's hair and white robe, and what can't be blown is the sorrow in his chest!

As long as he is in battle, the swordsman will never drop the knife in his hand, and the same is true for the swordsman, but at this time, there is an extra sword on the ground!

Famous Zhenyu!