In the sixteenth year of the Spring and Autumn Period, a list of heroes in the world.

There is the rain devil who slaughtered the sword-casting Mu family and became famous overnight, there is a master Wuxuan who crossed the river and stepped on the dragon king, and there is a Xuanhuang sword who lived in seclusion in Luoyang and was not born...... These people are like sparks lit up in the dark night, illuminating the entire bleak rivers and lakes! But no matter how amazing these people are, they have not taken away the limelight from the top of the list.

Sixteen years at the top of the heavenly list, only Jian Zongming is alone.

Jian Zongming only made a few shots, but he was praised by the world to an incredible point.

Sixteen years ago, the sixteen-year-old Jian Zongming appeared in front of the world for the first time.

In the first year of the Spring and Autumn Period, Cao Zhixuan sealed Luoyang and established himself as the emperor, and Luoyang is the first city in the north.

When Emperor Cao Zhixuan of Wei first embraced the Northern Wei Dynasty, he set up a sword sealing conference.

Let the world see the youngest and sharpest sword of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

The Sword Sealing Conference was scheduled for a month later.

Countless young talented swordsmen flocked to the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the Sword Sealing Conference was known as a once-in-a-century event that surpassed the Sword Wine Party.

However, when the dust settled at the Sword Sealing Conference, a sword went straight into Luoyang.

The young man in the year of the dancing elephant was not stained with dust, and he stepped on the gate of Luoyang City with the sword on his back to face the swordsmen of the city alone, his sideburns were flying, his sleeves were fluttering, and he looked at it lightly for a long time, and finally shook his head.

This white-clothed young man had never appeared in the Central Plains before, no one knew where he was taught, and no one knew what his surname was.

But everyone remembered the words when he stood on the top of Luoyang City.

That sentence turned Cao Zhixuan's sword sealing conference into a joke.

"The city is full of scrap metal, where is the sword. ”

The white-clothed man stood with his hands in his hands, his gaze swept casually.

That gaze swept over the swordsmen all over the city, and finally landed on the Xuanhuang Sword Sect Heng who was standing beside Emperor Wei, the white-clothed young man laughed in a low voice, and then suddenly shouted, "In a city, there are people who can draw swords?"

The swordsmen of the Sword Sealing Conference drew their swords one after another.

However, the sound of the sword being drawn did not sound, and the city was silent.

In the huge city, all the swordsmen in their hands bit the hilt of the sword, and no one could pull out their own swords.

Emperor Wei Tie blushed, looking at the swordsmen selected by the so-called Sword Sealing Conference, none of them could pull out the three-foot sword in the sheath.

The young man in white laughed, his face was cold, "I thought the Sword Sealing Conference was not a joke. ”

Xuanhuang Jian squinted and stepped forward.

"The sword rises. The young man in white pointed to Emperor Wei, and the sword was unsheathed all over the city, head and tail were linked, and the heaven and earth were silent, connected into a painting.

The white clothes pointed to kill the emperor.

Countless sharp swords rose into the air, unsheathed themselves, and the tips of their swords connected to the hilt of the swords, like a dragon entrenched in the sky. As soon as the young man pointed down, there was a chorus of ringing.

The sword of the city was suspended in the air, densely packed with thousands of handles, and in the stunned gaze of countless swordsmen, it turned into an angry dragon with its head raised and claws, and rushed to the throne of Emperor Wei high in an instant.

Xuanhuang Jian's face was as usual, and he took a step forward, but he said a word to Emperor Wei.

"Retreat. ”

Emperor Wei's complexion suddenly changed greatly.

After this battle, Xuanhuang Jian no longer had the top spot in the heavenly list, and he was not one step out of the Luoyang Palace. The sword sealing conference that Emperor Wei said would be held every year was directly invalidated.

After this battle, there was no change in the number one on the list.

After this battle, the world knows the name of Sword Zongming!

Immediately afterwards, Jian Zongming came down to Qiliang Jiangnan Road to challenge the first god general in the Spring and Autumn Period.

Qi Liang Bingsheng, Lu Songqing.

In early autumn, Gangnam Road fell overnight. The day rose again, the old and white-bearded Lu Songqing died for a long time, and Qi Liang was crying and crying.

Since then, the world has known that the sharpest sword in the rivers and lakes is not the "Xuanhuang" in Zong Heng's palm, nor the "Liutao" on Lu Lao's lap, but the "Dugu" hanging behind the sword Zongming.

Kendo is lonely.

Jian Zongming has always been dressed in white clothes that are not stained with dust, and the snow-white divine sword "Dugu" behind him has only been unsheathed three times.

A sword scared off the Wei Emperor, and Xuan Huangjian lived in seclusion in Luoyang for sixteen years.

A sword cried Qi Liang and persuaded the soldier saint to return as soon as possible.

The last sword, far away in the South China Sea, carved four words on the monument of Liuxian.

Kendo is alone.

Jian Zongming has no friends, only the sword behind his back.

In the past sixteen years, Jian Zongming has traveled to the ends of the earth, but there is only one place that he has never set foot in.

Wind Court City.

And at this moment, the gate of the Wind Garden. Twilight.

It was close to the start of the Sword Wine Meeting, and almost all the swordsmen in the world entered the Wind Court City early.

There was a lot of hustle and bustle in the city. Outside the city is a little lonely.

The soldiers on routine patrol of the city lord's mansion at the head of the city gate, carrying a pot of wine, drinking a little up, hazy, seemed to see a white figure in the distance, far away stepping on the darkness between heaven and earth, from far to near.

The white robe with its sleeves behind, swaying without wind, the snow-white divine sword was lonely and silent in its sheath, and even the person with the sword looked lonely and lonely.

The soldier rubbed his eyes, and was shocked to find a white figure at the city gate.

The two are actually somewhat similar. One in white clothes, one in white hair.

"What the hell is the life of the dog......" The soldier poured a large sip of strong wine, and felt more and more that his mind was in chaos, and he could not stand the strength of the wine, and his upper and lower eyelids were as heavy as lead, and before he could call the two men dressed like female ghosts at the city gate into the city, he burped and leaned on the top of the city gate.

A few days later, the sword wine will be shocking, and the two white clothes will make the Central Plains pay attention. At this time, this drunken soldier named Tao Fenlun finally remembered...... On that day, the two people who dressed like female ghosts were most likely Jian Zongming and Ye Xiaolou, and fortunately they were drunk, otherwise they would have been fated to brag to others about his two appearances that he couldn't remember at all.

......

......

The moon rises, and the frost glows.

Jian Zongming looked at Ye Xiaolou who was three feet away in front of him expressionlessly.

The sword wine order thrown by Ye Xiaolou was hit by a huge force in mid-air, and it turned into powder and fluttered down.

Jian Zongming was silent.

Ye Xiaolou squinted, he remembered the words of his master.

"The sword sect is in the beginning of the sword, and the edge is revealed. I will ignore you, just bring the order, no need to say more, let alone do it. ”

So Ye Xiaolou smiled in a low voice, ignored the last sentence by himself, and muttered in his heart.

"Needless to say...... That's hands-on. ”

After that, there was a loud sound, and an aurora shot out from the city gate like a meteor, and the sword body slashed through Ye Xiaolou's palm and went straight out three feet, and the hilt of the sword happened to stop at the place where the five fingers were in the void.

Sword Sect Ming's long sideburns and long hair were slightly raised, and he actually brought a hint of a smile for the first time.

His eyes first glanced at Ye Xiaolou, and then crossed Ye Xiaolou and swept into Fengting City.

Wind Court City, in one city, there are so many swords.

It's too much, more than he's seen in his sixteen years of traveling around the world combined.

I haven't been in that cottage for sixteen years.

Now, it's time.

Jian Zongming slowly stretched out his hand and held Dugu behind him.

The moment he held the hilt of the sword, there was a wave of sword intent rippling.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still.

......

Storm Wave Village.

The Xuanhuang Sword Sect stood sideways, playing swordsmanship with the Dragon Bird County Lord.

The two of them were stunned.

"Uncle Zong, this sword intent ......" Wei Lingshan narrowed his long and narrow phoenix eyes and asked tentatively.

"It's him. Zong Heng pinched his long hair carefully, his eyes thoughtful.

"No. 1 in the Sixteen Years List...... Is it a vain attempt to challenge the Sword Master?"

......

Pick up the star building.

The black-clothed Great Dan Sheng, who carefully taught Yi Xiao and Su Fu, was like a river.

"Yi Xiao boy, forget yourself! Forget your own self, forget that you can't practice!"

"Su Fu, listen to the sound of the sword-"

Suddenly, the black-clothed Great Dan Saint's voice stopped.

At the same time, the eleven swords on Su Fu's body roared wildly, and the dragon and Fengyi were even more crazy!

At that moment, Su Fu was awakened from the almost silent world of swords, and the sound of eleven swords was deafening! His closed eyes suddenly opened, a little dazed and a little surprised.

"Senpai, I heard you!"

Su Qishi opened the curtain silently, just glanced in the direction of the city gate and quickly closed the curtain, and his tone was slightly stiff after half a sound, "This sword is too sharp and too dazzling...... Too young. ”

It made him so unhappy.

Su Fu was a little stunned, "What did the seniors say?"

Da Dansheng waved his sleeves indifferently, "Count your kid as shit luck in his previous life." Now that we're lucky enough to hear the sound, let's move on to the next step. ”

......

Tianchen Pavilion. (It is the same as the three major restaurants in Fengbo Village)

Wu Yanhan, the second senior brother of the South China Sea, who rushed to the Central Plains from thousands of miles away, was startled from his entry.

Childe Xiaotao also opened his eyes and noticed something.

She subconsciously read the second senior brother's thoughts at this time with a mind reading, and then frowned, and spoke in an almost unbelievable tone.

"This person's sword intent is really so strong?"

Instead, it was the second senior brother Wu Yanhan who opened his mouth first and asked, "Is it possible that Sword Zongming?" ”

Childe Xiaotao frowned, "Definitely." Li Changge was still on the way, and the Mu family went north to take revenge. Now, in addition to Sword Zongming, the Central Plains swordsmen have entered Fengting City. ”

Then Wu Yanhan breathed a long sigh of relief, and seemed to be a little happy.

"The provocative meaning of that sword intent is too obvious...... It's towards the cottage. Wu Yanhan's tone was a little solemn, "Do you want to go and see." ”

"No need. It's futile to go, it's just a little more. Gongzi Xiaotao waved his hand, "The wine party ended before the sword meeting, and I took the wine kui, which can be regarded as completing the task of the master." Even if you can't get the sword leader, it doesn't matter. ”

Wu Yanhan was a little embarrassed at this time, and said with a dry laugh, "Little junior sister...... Senior brother, although I can't beat senior brother, it's not difficult to get a sword leader. ”

"What's the first thought in your heart?" Childe Xiao Tao sneered, "'With such a strong sword intent, could it be that Senior Brother is here?' No, I'm going to hide ......'"

Wu Yehan continued to cough dryly, so ashamed.

Gongzi Xiaotao was merciless, "It's useless to be ashamed." ”

......

Almost at that moment, all the cultivators who had reached a relative height were all shocked by that sword intent.

"What a strong sword intent!"

"Could it be Jian Zongming...... Coming?"

"This ...... Such a terrifying sword intent?"

There was a hint of elusiveness in the hustle and bustle of Wind Court City.

......

And at this moment, the gates of the city.

"You...... Just so anxious?"

Jian Zongming's eyes narrowed, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword was held down by the other hand.

The owner of that hand coughed, and his voice was a little low, "Your sword is very sharp." I know what you're trying to do, and maybe no one can stop you at the moment. I can promise you, but ...... How about waiting for me to finish this matter?"

Ye Xiaolou frowned, "Master!"

The corners of Jian Zongming's mouth went up, with a hint of a satisfied smile, as if he had gotten what he wanted, so his laughter sounded hoarse and arrogant, "Okay." I've been waiting for sixteen years, and I'm not in a hurry for these few days. ”

The hand that held down Jian Zongming turned into a phantom, and Jian Zongming also smiled and withdrew the hand that was holding the hilt of the sword.

The sword intent vanished.

Finally, he smiled and said to Ye Xiaolou.

"I'm in a good mood today. I would like to say three words to you. ”

"I've seen a lot of swords today, more than I've ever done combined. ”

"But I'm not going to kill when I enter the city, because they haven't had time to attack yet. ”

"In the last sentence, your master is dying. ”