"Who are you?" said the disciple guarding the Golden Sword Gate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Gossip knife Shen Qing's son Shen Luo" A sonorous voice came. Immediately, it spread throughout the Golden Sword King's family.

On the Shen family's martial arts arena, Wang Yuanba, who was instructing his disciples to practice martial arts, was suddenly startled, and from the thunderclap just now, he heard a familiar name - Shen Qing, Bagua Sword Shen Qing.

Six years ago, it was rumored that the sword spectrum of the Lin family in Fujian was stolen. On weekdays, his Golden Knife Gate and Lin Jiafuwei Dart Bureau are in-laws, as the master of the Golden Knife Gate of Zhongzhou is not easy to snatch, and now that the evil sword spectrum has been stolen, he can justifiably take it for himself in the name of recovering the sword spectrum.

After many inquiries, he learned that the evil sword spectrum had fallen into the hands of a heroic man who was wandering in the rivers and lakes, and that heroic man was Shen Qing. So, he sent his disciples to kill people and seize treasures. But the person who came back told him that Shen Qing did not have a sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, but just killed Shen Qing and his wife in vain.

Now there is another son of Shen Qing, which makes him puzzled, but it does not prevent him from teaching this boy who does not know the height of the sky.

"You are Shen Luo, the son of Shen Qing?" Wang Yuanba came to the gate surrounded by everyone in the Golden Sword Gate, looked at the white-haired young man with a long knife in front of him, and spoke.

Shen Luo didn't answer, he looked at the sky quietly, the sun gradually set in the west, and night fell quietly.

Six years ago, on the same night, he hugged his parents lying in a pool of blood. He seemed to feel the pain that had torn his heart again. He subconsciously clenched the long knife behind his back, and the bone-chilling cold gave him a brief calm.

"Why did you come to my Golden Dao Sect?" Wang Yuanba asked again.

"Kill!"

"Murder?haha" Wang Yuanba laughed angrily, "Just by you, do you know, do you know where this is, who is standing in front of you?"

"Where is this? Who are you? I'm not interested in knowing, but I do know one thing, starting tomorrow, everything here will cease to exist, including you!"

Wang Yuanba secretly sneered at his nonsense, but he didn't say anything, and always had a smile. His performance is in line with his identity, a Zhongzhou hero, the master of the Golden Knife Gate, and a respected predecessor in the rivers and lakes.

"In that case, you can make a move!" Wang Yuanba clutched the golden knife in his hand and said.

Shen Luo remained motionless, and the faint moonlight sprinkled on the top of his head, and a wisp of light gathered for his silver hair

"Why don't you do it yet?" This feeling of being ignored made Wang Yuanba very uncomfortable.

Shen Luo said coldly, "You will die as soon as I draw my sword, and I don't want you to die for the time being." ”

That cold gaze came, Wang Yuanba subconsciously clenched the long knife in his hand, his pupils contracted suddenly, looked at Shen Luo, and after a while, he said, "Why?"

"Because my knife is fast, one knife kills, that's too cheap for you" Shen Luo's cannibalistic gaze stared at him coldly.

The "Qiang" golden knife came out of its sheath, and a golden knife shadow struck Shen Luo. Finally, Wang Yuanba's patience reached the limit, and he drew his knife in anger. It's like a volcano, the longer it is suppressed, the more powerful it will become.

I don't know when, Shen Luo's knife has also been unsheathed.

Two knives, one black and one gold. Two people, Shen Luo and Wang Yuanba. They are all swordsmen, and from this point of view, they seem to be similar, but they are not. This is evident from their knives.

Wang Yuanba's knife is made of gold, and the knife body is inlaid with various colored gemstones, which is brilliant.

The sinking knife, cast from iron, is as black as ink, unremarkable, and from a distance, it looks like a burning stick.

The advantages and disadvantages of the knife in the hand are clear, but the victory or defeat may not be clear.

A golden echo sounded, then disappeared, and the field fell into a dead silence. The battle is over.

The knife was in the sheath, the blood on the knife was clearly visible, and the knife was pitch black.

Shen Luo seems to be a little unfinished, and the suffering of the past six years has only been exchanged for this moment of heartiness. Of course, the burden in his heart finally began to be lifted. He looked up at the full moon in the sky, and felt his warmth for the first time.

The disciples of the Golden Sword Sect present seemed to have been hooked by that amazing sword, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a long time. They all claim to be masters of the sword, but they can't deny that such a knife technique is beyond their reach in their lifetime, and it is true that the one who died under the knife was Wang Yuanba, the master of the Golden Sword Sect, whom they revered.

Shen Luo's heart tightened again after a moment of relaxation. He looked at the remaining Golden Sword Sect disciples in the field, he looked at the knife in his hand again, and finally made up his mind.

The Golden Sword King and the Golden Sword Gate completely became Shura Purgatory under his knife.

Wang Jiajun, the eldest son of the Golden Knife Wang family, and the young master of the Golden Knife Gate. At this moment, he was kneeling in a pool of blood, clutching his clothes, and begging bitterly:

"Please, take my life! I'm the only one left up and down the Golden Knife Gate. I'm willing to be a cow and a horse for you. ”

Shen Luo didn't say a word, and slowly raised the long knife in his hand that was red with blood.

"No, no, I know the inside story about your parents' deaths. Wang Jiajun roared hoarsely.

Shen Luo's heart was shocked when he heard this, he put away his long knife and stared at him with cold eyes.

"Six years ago, it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Lin family, that is, my sister-in-law's family, had stolen the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and my father was deceived into thinking that the sword spectrum fell into the hands of your father Shen Qing, so he sent someone to snatch it, and then killed your parents by mistake. Obviously, behind this series of events is manipulation, and the mastermind behind it is your real enemy. Wang Jiajun saw that Shen Luo was interested in this, and hurriedly explained: "The purpose of all this is undoubtedly to make the disputes in the rivers and lakes recur, so as to weaken the power of the rivers and lakes. In this way, the mastermind behind the scenes is about to come out. ”

"The Imperial Court, Songshan Sword Sect" Shen Luo said coldly.

"Exactly, since ancient times, heroes have been forbidden by force, and there is no one who is most afraid of the Jianghu sect becoming bigger than the current imperial court. And Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan Sword Sect is ambitious, and the idea of unifying the Wuyue Sword Sect to dominate the rivers and lakes has never been broken. There are unjust debts and debts, and if Shen Daxia wants to take revenge, he should go to them. Wang Jiajun said.

"Oh, there is a debtor and a debtor, that's a good point!" Shen Luo said with a light smile.

The next moment, the long knife was unsheathed, a ray of ghostly light flickered, and Wang Jiajun's body was in a different place.

Shen Luo always remembered that on the night six years ago, among the dozens of people in black, Wang Jiajun was impressively listed.

But Wang Jiajun's words made him understand: the rivers and lakes are far from being so simple.

Unconsciously, he seems to be falling step by step into a huge whirlpool, which will bury the entire rivers and lakes.

Shen Luo looked at the sparse stars and moon in the night, put the knife into the sheath, and walked step by step. His figure disappeared into the Golden Sword King's house and disappeared into Luoyang City......

Soon, the night passed and dawn came. The people of Luoyang City were surprised to find that in the past, the disciples in the Golden Dao Sect in the east of the city had never sounded the horn of morning exercises.

Immediately afterwards, people learned a unimaginable news, the golden knife royal family was washed in blood one night, and all the people in the house, old and young, women and children, were spared.

There is never a shortage of characters on the rivers and lakes, and soon, the news that the white-haired swordsman Shen Luo bloodied the Golden Knife Gate overnight spread, and Shen Luo became the most prestigious swordsman on the rivers and lakes, known as the ruthless knife. At the same time, it is also a ruthless demon that everyone who is righteous is punished.