Da...

The top of the Optimus Stone.

The mountain is the highest, and it has pierced out of the clouds.

The rain and dew of the dust can't drench the grass and trees here, but the sun can still shine.

Looking around, you can see thousands of miles of wind and clouds, thunder and lightning from time to time, and dark clouds in the distance. The towering golden maple standing on the top of the peak was blown by the wind, and the branches and leaves shone with a thin light, a little bleak and a little lonely. is like a lonely old man who sees through the red dust, contemplating between the sky and clouds.

Under the golden maple, in front of the small building, the purple dragon cinnabar pot emitted a wisp of green smoke, revealing the fragrance of grass and trees. The messy chessboard is like a naughty child's play, with no rules to speak of, and it is difficult for even experienced chess players to see the chess path from it.

However...

The two old women playing at this time are both the pinnacle chess players in the world.

Li Xiaohua, although she is not a saint and her cultivation is mediocre, she was able to use the Apocalypse Realm to set up a formation twenty years ago and block a supreme immortal thunder for the Sword God. His formation attainments are definitely worthy of the world's first four characters. Now that twenty years have passed, with her methods, even if she plays with the saint, I am afraid she can have a few chances of winning.

Li Xuanji is even more.

She became a king in twenty or four and forty and entered the sainthood, and her one-handed true martial arts swordsmanship made her superb. The world once called her and Lu Fengxian peerless. In the battle of Xuanwu Gate, she even defeated Lu Fengxian with the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand, forcing Lu Fengxian to run back to Xianxing and steal the soul of the Zhuxian Sword from the Taishang Palace. And after Lu Fengxian defeated Yueyang and quietly disappeared, Li Xuanji deserved to be the strongest sword cultivator in the world.

The chess game of the world's strongest formation master and the world's strongest sword cultivator, even if it is unbearable, even if the most chess master of Guozijian is watching the chess from the side, I am afraid that he will have to be silent...

Because, that game is no longer chess, but a kind of hatred that only women can understand.

"Da..."

Heizi dropped one casually, picked up the soft fragrant tea and took a sip, the crow's feet between the corners of Li Xiaohua's eyes slightly lifted the slightest, and said plainly: "Over the years... Xiaobai is in your hands*, it's really cold. Pure Yang is too vain, tangible and godless, and it is considered a wasted cultivation. The subtlety of Zhenshanhe has not been able to really grasp it, and even the three fists of the saint can't resist it, which is really sad. ”

"Da..."

Holding the long yarn in his hands, the breeze blows up the pale blue waves. Bai Zi casually discarded it in the corner of the chessboard, and Li Xuanji said disappreciably: "Sword refining is not reading. Scholars pay attention to the boundless sea of learning, and they are well-read and memorized. And the swordsman only has a sword in his hand, and only if he has no distractions can he get his three tastes. My son's True Martial Martial Sword Determination has reached its peak, and before entering the Holy Gate, he can slash the Holy Peak with a single style, where does the sorrow come from?"

"Oh, you don't know where the sorrow comes from?"

Li Xiaohua sneered, and then she looked past Li Xuanji to the four old men sitting on the edge of the small building, and asked, "Do you know?"

“......”

The dead old man looked at each other and did not dare to answer.

Li Xiaohua sneered and turned her eyes, looked at Li Xuanji and continued to mock and said: "I think back then, my second senior brother was only thirty years old, and he risked his life to fight for the sake of you, a ruthless woman. With just one type of Zhenshan River, protect Xia Yin and sweep your Zhenwu Mountain 36,000 disciples. It was also on that path that he killed the four saints of Zhenwu with his own strength, what kind of heroism was that? If it weren't for the second senior brother who was blind, how could you be so happy and happy now that you were still looking at the autumn water in the eldest princess's mansion? For the sake of you, he did not hesitate to give up the position of the head of the pure yang family to join Li Tang, and even Xiaobai would follow your family name. But in the end, for the sake of the nephew who killed his father and the king, you did not hesitate to draw your sword and face your husband, causing the second senior brother to return to the immortal line and steal the immortal, which eventually caused a catastrophe. Xiaobai's true martial arts sword technique you can teach it acceptably, but the Taixu sword technique is completely wasted, do you want to cut off the incense of the pure yang sword vein? Marrying such a femme fatale poisonous woman is the sorrow of my second senior brother's life!"

"Da!"

The more Li Xiaohua spoke, the more angry she became, as if she wanted to scold out the grievances she had suffered over the past decades!

Or because of guilt, Li Xuanji didn't dare to look at him, so he looked away slightly. With one hand, he silently grabbed more than a dozen white pieces from the chess slip, and the white seeds gently rubbed between her soft palms, making a slightly harsh sound.

After thinking for a long time, she replied: "I am ashamed of Fengxian, but I am worthy of myself." ”

Li Xiaohua smiled disdainfully: "Of course, because you were born to be an ungrateful, ruthless and selfish ghost." ”

Li Xuanji ignored it and looked at the blue sky and blue clouds outside the mountain.

Lonely continued: "Zhenwu Mountain originated from the ancestral hall of the Li family, and it is the land of the Tang Dynasty. Since the founding of Emperor Tang Zu thousands of years ago, the successive generations of Zhenwu suzerains have shouldered the heavy responsibility of the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty. From the moment I picked up the Xuanyuan Sword in front of the stone statue of Emperor Zhenwu, my primary duty in this life was to protect the Tang Dynasty.

The disaster of the year was not in me or Fengxian, but in Xia Yin.

Xia Yin has been scheming and planning for many years, wanting to destroy the foundation of my Li family, if it weren't for Li Chunfeng's timely detection and asking me for a sword with his life guarantee, the world of Changtai would have collapsed by now. If Fengxian had been willing to listen to my persuasion under the Xuanwu Sect back then, and help me take down Xia Yin to find out the truth, there would have been no later incidents, let alone Xia Yin's layout for another twenty years. ”

“......”

Vaguely, Li Xuanji seemed to reveal a taboo-like secret. Li Xiaohua's ears are extremely sharp, and she can hear the problem as soon as she listens. Her eyes became heavy and she asked, "Do you know what Xia Yin wants?"

Li Xuanji said: "This is actually not a secret. ”

Li Xiaohua said: "No one has ever known." ”

"He wants the Tower of Babel. ”

"Boom..."

As soon as Li Xiaohua asked, before Li Xuanji could reply, a hoarse voice came from the southeast mountain road, and gave the answer to the question.

The answer was quite surprising, but the color of surprise did not take shape before it could be formed, Li Xuanji suddenly trembled his palm! More than a dozen white seeds in his palm moved like lightning and disappeared in an instant! The ancient burial who had just climbed to the top of the stone sword peak did not stand firm on his heels, and obviously did not expect that Li Xuanji would not say a word, and would fight as soon as he said it, and suddenly used a secret "sword"!

The saint made a move, the law was annihilated, and the speed was so fast that it could completely ignore the gap in time. Caught off guard, the ancient burial didn't have time to accumulate strength, so he could only slam his hands out of his fists!

However, the slightest miss is a thousand miles...

Although the ancient burial reacted quickly enough, Li Xuanji took the lead and made a sneak attack, and the ancient burial itself was cut by Li Bai before the foundation could be recovered, so the speed inevitably slowed down the slightest. Therefore, when he struck out his fist, more than ten places such as his head, neck, chest, and abdomen all took the first step and silently bloomed blood flowers. The dozen or so white chess pieces shot out by Li Xuanji were like tiny flying swords, none of them missed, and all of them were deeply embedded in various parts of the ancient burial body.

To be as fast as possible is to ignore time and space.

The means of the saints can no longer be measured from the eyes of the world.

“......”

The blood on the crook of his arm had just been washed away by the rain, but the blood on his body instantly stained the half-tattered robe. The injuries did not seem to be serious, although they penetrated deep into the flesh and bones, they did not hurt Daoji, and they were only minor injuries to the saints.

But looking at the inexplicable wounds on his body, even if the ancient burial is measured again, it is difficult to remain calm. The fangs hidden under the skin of his mouth slowly wriggled, as if he wanted to show his lips, and his scarlet eyes were hidden with cruel intent, and he slowly retracted his fist that hit the air.

He asked in a deep voice, "What does Senior Sister Li mean by this?"

"If you cross the line, you will be punished. ”

Li Xuanji didn't look at the ancient burial, and casually took out a white piece from the chess slip and landed it on the chessboard: "What I said to Li Xiaohua just now was also to you." Those who want to shake my Li Tang foundation are all demons that must be killed under my Xuanyuan sword. Remembering the friendship of practicing in Penglai, these twenty-four swords are only a warning, and they are also the last warning. ”

Li Xuanji didn't give face to this former colleague at all, and his words were sharp, like a heavy sword blade on someone's head. But if you are disobedient, I will kill you.

The fangs of the wriggling mouth faintly teased a sinister smile.

Stopping at the end of the stone steps, the ancient burial said: "The junior brother came from Wushan thousands of miles away, and I wanted to reminisce with the senior sister. How do you think, you have to be treated like this by your senior sister when you meet, it's really chilling as always..."

sighed, the ancient burial suddenly shook the body!

More than a dozen chess pieces embedded in his body burst out with blood at the same time, falling to the ground one after another, embedded in the soil. At this time, Gu Fu changed his words slightly, and then continued to ask: "If you follow the meaning of Senior Sister, this is going to expel guests?"

"Nope. ”