The time inside the ruins is slightly different from the outside world, and when the outside world is already full of snow, it is just autumn here!

Blue clouds, yellow leaves!

The indistinguishable autumn colors, Yulian waves, and cold smoke on the waves!

The slanting sun outside the mountain is connected to the water, and the grass is ruthless, and it is even more outside the slanting sun!

This situation is the most fragile time!

The young man was bathed in the slanting sun, his heart flickered, and countless thoughts flashed in his mind that the old man had never been there before, but he completely denied himself in an instant, and he finally understood that it would be meaningless to speculate for no reason.

He looked at the distraught boy and frowned.

"The flowers in the greenhouse are always like this, they can't withstand the ravages of wind and rain. Zuo Leaning Peak looked at Bao Longing condescendingly, slowly turned around, and glanced at the sky, where there was nothing as always.

"Do you know where you lost?" the teenager asked.

Bao longed to shake his head, desperately learning to learn the boy to glance at the sky, but in his confused eyes there was endless depth, darkness!

However, he nodded again.

Nodding his head was just an acknowledgment of the other party's words, he was indeed a flower in a greenhouse.

Shaking his head is not to deny that he will not lose, he has thought countless times that this day will always come, sooner or later, but he never thought that when this day comes, he will lose so badly! The four realms are almost powerless against the second realm, and it is really difficult for a genius like him to accept it.

Like his junior brother, he also left a figure in his heart lake, but the difference is that he is a shadow.

"Failure is actually not terrible, just get used to it, and it's terrible that after you get used to it, you won't think about why you failed!" said Zuo Leanfeng, unbuttoning his mink coat and underwear, revealing his back.

Bao longed to look at it for a while, and then he was speechless.

It was criss-crossed, flesh and blood blurred, half from the fierce battle just now, and half from the blood caused by the old scars falling off!

In the midst of these bloody scenes, there was a sword mark that almost stretched across the entire back, almost splitting the young man in front of him in two! The slightly raised scar was covered with black blood, wandering hideously.

"I'm showing you this, I don't want to show off anything, I just want to tell you that you don't lose money! If I pay so much and don't get any return, I won't complain, I will only work harder, because the reward is still there after all, and the reason why I don't have it is because I haven't worked hard enough!"

The young man got dressed, turned around, and looked at Bao Longing, who was getting shorter and shorter, and could no longer think of what kind of elegant swordsman he was when he first met him.

"Sigu Sword is the strongest fighting sword technique in the world, there is no one, it has been vividly exerted in your body, but compared to your talent and your resources, your so-called efforts are far from enough!"

"You only see the courage required for "Sigu Sword", but you don't see that it needs murderous spirit!"

"The real "Sigu Sword" is to be like Taizu, one sword breaks ten thousand armors, one sword kills ten thousand lives! Kill in front, brave in the back, fast on the left, ruthless on the right, no one, everything is nothing. ”

The young man said, with a move of his hand, the famous sword Zhenyu who fell to the ground was held in his hand, but he struggled to himself!

"Good sword!"

Zuo Tianfeng sighed in admiration, laughed and turned around and stood still, holding the sword in his right hand and holding the sword in his left hand, his sword qi instantly dispersed, mighty and full of killing intent.

"This is ...... "Four Gu Swords"!"

Bao longed to be shocked, and his eyes were distracted as he watched it all.

As the foundation of the Sword Sect, "Sigu Sword" can't be passed on, but where did the young man in front of him come from? And his "Sigu Sword" has obviously entered the house, far surpassing himself!

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

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

The young man who stood still made a move almost instantly, and in a trance, Bao longed to see that Zuo Leaning Peak had never moved, but in an instant, he handed out four swords, front and back, left and right, each sword was murderous, every sword was full of blood, and every sword was unpredictable!

Can't see clearly, can't read, can't read!

This is the real "Four Eyes Sword"?

But why can't I help but add the word "real"?

Bao longs to be a little desperate and wander into the world.

Zuo Leaning Feng, who collected the sword, threw Zhenyu to Bao Longing, looking at his palm, scorched black.

"You're very strong, but you haven't reached half of your true level! I showed you half of the "Four Gu Swords" that I had comprehended, not because I wanted you to appreciate anything to me, but because I just hoped that you would one day become my roadblock!

"This time, I won't kill you!"

Zuo Leaning Feng turned his back, a little excited.

Bao longing took Zhenyu numbly, stood up slowly, and looked up at the sky again!

Twelve-year-old boy yo, finally tasted failure!

Sometimes, there will always be some people who are blessed with special talents, such as him, her, and him! But they are fortunate in their roots! Fortunately, they are in the speed of cultivation! He thought that this would decide everything, but it was not until today that he realized that such an opinion was a big joke!

It's just half a set! Just half a set of the "Four Gu Sword" method has been poured to such a realm! What about that whole set? He didn't believe that there was a more genius in this world than him, but now he ...... He believed!

It is straight from heaven to earth, it can be appreciated, and drunkenness is the barrier of suspicion!

Dressed in white clothes no more, only the white hair is in the wind, lone is rampant, difficult, difficult to hurt, and a song of broken love!

The wind rose and sent away Bao longing!

It's a romantic freehand that comes like this, and it's frustrated and frustrated.

Maybe in this world, there will be one less swordsman with peerless elegance and one more swordsman in the twilight of his youth.

Halfway through, Bao longing suddenly stopped and laughed.

The laughter grew louder and louder, resounding in all directions, and he rushed into the distance as if he was enchanted.

Everyone has a way to go, and he finally sees his way.

The left-leaning peak saw its own path earlier.

He clenched the double knives in his hand, glanced at the ground, and seemed to say to himself: "I don't care where this is, and no matter who sets up the game, I just cut it with one sword!"

Keep going, there will still be people waiting for him, it may be a man or a woman, but in his eyes, they are all enemies!

This battle is unavoidable! In this game, he has to play even if he doesn't play!

......

On the top of the pavilion, the lame head surnamed Li put down the black chess pieces in his hand, and the entire chessboard instantly turned into powder!

A three-inch knife arrived, with a knife in his hand.