"The eight Xuanjian sealed the heavens and the Jedi, and the sword qi was like a sea all over the mountains, drowning the white-clothed Mu Lang and Chu Cangsheng, even if the two of them had the ability to reach the sky, they were also facing a desperate situation of ten deaths at this time!"

"At this critical moment, a blind old man came out of the sky, carrying a sword box on his back, only to hear a sword sound like a golden cracked stone, and a monstrous killing light burst out, breaking a corner of the killing array of the eight tribes of the Xuanjian Sect, and the white-clothed Mu Lang and Chu Cangsheng rushed out of the bloody slaughter and rushed into the depths of the dense forest!"

The old storyteller is still talking endlessly, which makes countless people dizzy and unable to extricate themselves. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Whether it is the Eight Xuanjian, as well as the white-clothed Mu Lang, Chu Cangsheng and others, they are all top swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, holding famous swords, and famous ones, no one expected that there would be such an entanglement between them.

A listener suddenly noticed the black box under the old storyteller's buttocks, and joked: "Blind old man, what do you mean by a black box sitting under your buttocks?

"Hahaha!" The whole hall burst into laughter, and the blind old man just laughed strangely and didn't answer.

Thinking of the two boys who ran away just now, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even bigger.

"Smack!" the blind old man slapped the wood and said loudly: "If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next decomposition! The old blind man still has something to do, go first!"

Then he quickly packed up his things, picked up the black box, and disappeared as soon as he slipped through the smoke, leaving a group of listeners to scold the old man, and every time he reached a critical moment, there was no follow-up.

On the other side, Su Xiaobai saw Ye Qingguan's serious and cautious appearance, and he also knew that something was wrong, but he was still curious: "Brother Ye, what's wrong, what did you see?"

Ye Qingguan quickly interspersed in the crowd and said, "Didn't you notice the black box where the old man was sitting?"

"That black box, I saw it when I was a child, and I was curious to touch it a few times. Su Xiaobai scratched his head and said.

For him to be so heartless, Ye Qingguan was really completely speechless: "Then you have heard it so many times, and you have never heard him talk about the sword blind man?"

"Sword blind?" Su Xiaobai was shocked, "Brother Ye, you won't say that the old man is a sword blind, right?"

Ye Qingguan snorted angrily: "Your Spirit Rhino Sword is so spiritual, don't you feel it?"

Su Xiaobai thought about it for a while: "It seems that there are indeed ones, but there are so many people from all over the world in the restaurant, I thought it was someone from a big faction." ”

Ye Qingguan didn't bother to say anything, and secretly sensed several faint breaths, staring at the two of them.

Su Xiaobai danced on the side: "Brother Ye, I found that I am so blessed, I met a vegetable grower uncle who is a generation of heroes, and now I meet a storyteller who is also a top swordsman, do you think I will meet a sword saint or something again?"

Ye Qingguan's mind was full of black lines, and he couldn't wait to stab him to death with a sword, why did Lin Mulang's generation of heroes accept such a disciple?

"Enter the pine forest, go to the banks of the Surabaya River, and prepare to kill!" Ye Qingguan whispered a few words, his eyes were murderous, he couldn't hide this time, after all, the two of them were too conspicuous.

The Surabaya River is a river formed by the melting of ice and snow in Changbai Mountain, although it is not as good as the Luo River and the Bai River, but it also irrigates millions of acres of fertile land in the northeast, and the pine forests on the banks of the river are dense upstream, and Ye Qingguan intends to get rid of the people behind him there.

Leaving the town, the two went into a dense pine forest, where wild beasts were infested, including the Siberian tiger that was thirsty for killing and eating people, the blind bear who was tall and the wild boar, and the wild boar with rough skin and thick flesh, which was not easy to deal with.

The pine forest is green all the year round, covered with ice and snow, Ye Qingguan's feet are on the ground, without a trace, but Su Xiaobai is step by step, and the entire calf is gone.

"Brother Ye......" Su Xiaobai looked at him with a bitter face, knowing that his appearance was no different from the light in the dark.

"It's okay, keep walking!" Ye Qingguan's murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

After a while, the two went deep into the pine forest, and Ye Qingguan stood on a piece of bluestone, feeling seven or eight breaths coming from all directions, surrounding the two of them in the middle.

In the quiet mountains and forests, only the murderous aura was stirring, and the beasts with keen spiritual senses felt it and avoided it from afar.

Ye Qingguan was hunting in a green shirt, although his figure was a little thin, but he was like a sword out of its sheath, and his sharpness was exposed.

Suddenly, his figure moved, and the floating light and shadow of the figure unfolded, as fast as a streamer, and it was ten zhang away in an instant, with a "sonorous" sound, the fine steel sword was unsheathed, and the sword was drawn, and a bright sword light slashed out, leaving a deep mark on the ice and snow ground, and split on a thick pine tree.

Click!

The thick pine wood of one person was cut off at the waist, and the fracture was smooth, and a bloody light splashed behind the pine tree, and the person hiding behind the tree was killed instantly.

And almost at the same time, six figures came from all directions, killing the Dao, the sword light bursted, raising the wind and snow in the sky, shaking down a needle.

Su Xiaobai stood aside, and was so anxious that he stomped his feet at this time, wanting to untie the heavy sword and go up to help, but he was afraid that the heavy sword would be taken away by others, so he only hated himself for not cultivating seriously all these years.

"Kill!" Ye Qingguan was surrounded by six people, his eyes were bright, the murderous aura was monstrous, the iron sword in his hand was waved into the wind, the sword aura was like frost, and the sixteen swords of the wind were cast, and the wind blew in this place, wrapped in Dao sword light, and attacked and killed the six people at the same time.

"How daring!" The six people were furious, a teenage hairy boy, he was so arrogant, he dared to attack the six of them at the same time, the sword aura of the six people was surging, and the long sword danced, disintegrating the sword light in the sky.

"It's just six little thieves, and they have cultivated their swords for many years without any achievements, so I'll send you to death!" Ye Qingguan spit out cold words, and the sword momentum turned, and the six swords of the even better rainbow were cast, and the six long rainbows broke through the air, and the sword light was brilliant, and it was almost to the extreme.

"Poof!" "Poof!"

The six of them couldn't dodge, the sword light slashed on their bodies, the blood arrows shot out, and the hot blood spilled on the ground, alternating red and white, looking extremely dazzling.

Ye Qingguan's horizontal sword was in front of him, and he suddenly flicked his fingers on the shiny sword body, with a sonorous and crisp sound, it seemed to be able to penetrate the golden cracked stone, and the ripples visible to the naked eye rippled, and the fallen pine cones were crushed into powder.

As for the six people, they were even more unbearable, their ears tingled, their eardrums were torn open, and the blood flowed, and they let out painful moans.

"Spirit Rhino Sword Finger?" Su Xiaobai, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, had bright eyes, but he didn't expect Ye Qingguan to learn one of the styles in the Spirit Rhino Sword Technique just after observing it.

Ye Qingguan waved the iron sword, without the slightest mercy, cut the throats of the six people, and sprinkled a red color.

He stood with his sword in his hand, like a sword immortal in the dust, and looked at a place in front of him with a sharp gaze, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Come out!" he Ye Qingguan spoke, knowing that the man had been following him for a long time.

"Hey, hey. With a strange laugh, the blind old man who told the story appeared in front of the two of them, carrying a black box on his back, "looking" at the corpses in this place, and smacking his lips.

Su Xiaobai's face was full of surprise, he didn't expect that the old man who told the story was really a big man.

"The kid's comprehension of the sword is not bad, the ordinary Sixteen Swords of the Wind in one hand has such lethality, not bad!" The blind old man commented with a smile, but Ye Qingguan's heart was suspended, and he could distinguish the Sixteen Swords of the Wind by his ear alone, and this person's grasp of the sword momentum was absolutely extraordinary.