Eternal night, vastness.

Central Plains, Sword XII.

The moment Jian Twelve walked out, three of the four people on the opposite side naturally retreated, leaving the open space outside Baili Village to Jian Twelve and the man surnamed Kuang.

Sword Twelve said that his third sword was called Qiushui, and the fourth sword was named duckweed, since Sword Twelve mentioned it, so this song was naturally called Qiushui duckweed.

A little under the feet of the moon floated lightly behind him, and then fluttered lightly to the top of the gate of Bailizhuang.

Jun Wufang walked into Bailizhuang with his front foot, and saw Luo Qinghuan, who had led the way, turned around. Jun Wufang was a little puzzled, and then saw Luo Qinghuan raise his head with some expectation.

"Miss Jun, Mr. Yue's piano is not so easy to hear. ”

Jun Wufang turned around and looked up, and sure enough, he saw Yuezuyun in the height holding the piano behind him into his arms, and his left hand brushed the strings in the morning.

"The sword of the twelve, the piano of Izumo, if you can see and hear it at the same time, it should be the most dreamed thing for countless people in the rivers and lakes. Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh.

After Luo Qinghuan finished speaking, he saw a figure rushing out of the corner not far away, and saw the figures of Luo Qinghuan and Yue Chuyun, so he slowed down.

"It's okay, just in time. Lu Weifang said and looked at Luo Qinghuan, "How about it, I heard that the twelfth brother and Qin Langge are also going to make a move?"

For a moment, Lu Weifang looked suspicious: "Qinghuan, these people make a move, don't you want to see it?"

Jun Wufang's heart moved slightly when he heard this, and said, "Since everyone said that Mr. Yue and Mr. Twelve's shots are not common, so I suddenly want to see it." ”

Luo Qinghuan immediately laughed when he heard this: "Miss Jun's words are very good!"

Jun Wufang smiled and didn't speak, just looked up at the moon out of the cloud not far away, and then was attracted by the qin in the moon out of the cloud's arms.

The body of the instrument is pitch black, but it is surrounded by turquoise, the strings are crystal clear, shining in the sun, and there are several jewels on the headstock, which does not look like a weapon used to kill people at all.

"What a beautiful piano!" Jun Wufang couldn't help but exclaim, and took a step back to the outside of Baili Village.

Coincidentally, Qin Langge was also in the piano in the hands of the viewer Yue Chuyun, and after thinking for a while, he sighed: "Although I don't know what the name of Brother Yue's piano is, it seems that in this world, only the elegance in the hands of the family teacher can be compared." ”

If it was at other times, Qin Langge's words would inevitably attract a group of people to ask, but unfortunately, there are more noteworthy things now.

Sword Twelve was ready to strike.

The Northern Eternal Night tribe has a long history of grievances with the Central Plains, and the most recent battle was during the time when the Sword Monarch swept the rivers and lakes. The Eternal Night Sect is like a dazzling star rising in the night sky in the north, but it has become a well-known Dao Realm Grandmaster in a few years, but unfortunately, the legends of the martial arts in that time period belong to the Sword Monarch.

Therefore, whether Qin Langge or Dao Wuxian were traceless, they all set their eyes on the young man named Kuang Xuan.

The same evil spirit, the same demonic nature, and even the trace of killing intent that is more than that of Sword Twelve proves that the young man in front of him is not a simple master.

Sword Twelve held a purple short sword in his hand, the name of the sword seemed to be called Shen Ming, and Sword Twelve had been carrying it, but at this moment he did not come out of the sword.

Neither the young man named Kuang Xuan nor Sword Twelve made a move, but everyone around them all retreated towards the surroundings.

The air in front of Baili Village suddenly became a little stuffy, and at this time, a piano sound quietly sounded, which actually drove away this oppressive atmosphere a lot.

The sound of the piano fell from low to high like a pearl of jade, accompanied by intentional or unintentional tremors slowly dissipated invisibly, and in a moment, the sound of the piano rose again, completely different from the beginning of the artistic conception, suddenly enlightened, and the intention of inspiring fearlessness has attracted the pride in the hearts of everyone present in an instant.

"Good song!" Sword Twelve heard that he had dispersed all over his body, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The title of the song, autumn duckweed. Tsukizumo behind him replied softly.

"What's the explanation of this twist?"

Du opened his eyes to the sky coldly, and asked with a smile when the years will end. ”

Sword Twelve stopped answering, the smile on his face completely dimmed, and the killing intent around him disappeared without a trace, forming a stark contrast to the blood qi sweeping on the opposite side.

The sound of the sword groaned, and the sound of the piano added a bit of Xiao killing, but this kind of Xiao killing did not have any killing intent, but it was like caging the world in front of him into an autumn coolness.

It came out of its sheath, and with a faint purple light, it fell into the right hand of Sword Twelve.

No, the hilt of the sword did not come into his hands, but the sword still hung quietly in the hand of Sword Twelve.

"What a deep internal force!" Jun Wuflaw couldn't help but shake his head in amazement, and Xu Yinyin on the side nodded in response.

"Once you enter the Dao realm, the internal force is like a river entering the sea, so after the Dao realm, the internal force is not the key to determining the victory or defeat. In this way, the sword beside Twelve seems to be controlled by internal forces, but in fact, it is because Twelve's sword path itself appears beside Twelve. ”

The explanation out loud was that the knife was traceless, the moon was out of the clouds and did not speak, the scholar was not in Bailizhuang at the moment, and the person whose strength was closest to the sword twelve Qin Langge was the only one who had no trace.

"Sword Twelve has the way of the sword in his heart, and the sword in his hand can feel the Tao in his heart, how to make the sword, it depends on his way, but also in his heart. ”

The words of the sword without a trace fell, and Jian Twelve had already raised his hand sideways, groaning softly, as if sensing the Tao in Jian Twelve's heart.

A dazzling purple light rose from the sword body, and when he started in the air, he actually condensed countless remnants of sword qi like a dark soul in the surrounding area.

"However, the other side is not simple. Qin Langge looked deeply at the young man opposite Sword Twelve, he couldn't see the depth when he was facing each other, but now that he had made a move, Qin Langge naturally saw the extraordinaryness on the other side.

"This kind of killing machine can be condensed to the point that the heaven and earth are condensed like a prison, if you are in it, if you can't get out as soon as possible, you will definitely fall into the captivity of this sword, so as to completely feel the despair contained in this sword. The killing intent in this sword is interesting. ”

Sword Twelve was still smiling, his smile was like the warm autumn sun, although it appeared on his face a little inconsistent, but when he looked closely, it was extremely natural.

The sword shadow was like purple lightning and blue frost, and it had fallen in front of Sword Twelve's eyes in an instant, and it was clearly just a sword shadow condensed by sword qi, but it was no different from the shadow.

Kuang Xuan stepped out, and the blood and qi behind him surged, and in an instant, he was already pressed in front of Sword Twelve. Sword Twelve was unmoved, and the sword qi in his hand was still empty, but the surrounding sword qi was illusory, but it was pouring out.

The note pauses slightly, and abruptly turns to excessive bass.

The sword qi in front of Jian Twelve seemed to feel the change in the sound of the piano, and the afterimage swept away, and it turned into a great river of the Yangtze River. Although the momentum is weak, the sword qi does not stagnate, and the afterimages are connected, like a phantom of a river condensed purely by the sword qi.

"When the autumn water comes, the rivers are irrigated ......"

The sound of chanting and the tune, who is not the moonrise?

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