readx;? Shen Zhuoyu looked at the long sword in his hand, only to see that the sword body was crystal all over, like jade, he was not surprised, and couldn't help but praise: "What a pair of jade unicorns!" He had never seen the eternal sorrowful sword, and he didn't know where he usually hid this pair of swords. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wan Guchou raised his long sword, stretched out his hand to brush the sword body, his eyes seemed to look at an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and sighed: "The old man has been hiding the sword for thirty years, and I thought that the world was so big that no one could afford the old man to draw the sword." I didn't want to break the way of the sword and reappear in the world, little doll, I hope you don't disappoint the old man......"

Shen Zhuoyu smiled slightly, put down the wine jar in his hand, and said, "This wine, the juniors will only drink it for a while." As he spoke, the blade of the sword shook and made a sonorous sound.

Wan Guchou's eyes lit up, and Lang smiled: "Okay! Let's look at the old man's first sword - it's good to set foot in the red dust for the first time!" He danced lightly with long sleeves, and the jade sword drew a sword circle, with a round move, and there was no usual fierce spirit.

Shen Zhuoyu didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly resorted to the "Soldier Road" defense. The sword was transported with a soft energy, sticking to the sword of eternal sorrow, but this sword was extremely difficult, the two swords were entangled, and they went around dozens of times, but they were still inseparable.

"The first time I set foot in the red dust, everything is good, I am worried when I wake up, and I am still in love in my dreams. Wan Gu Chou's footsteps moved lightly, the long sword swung back and forth, and it was extremely chic in his movements, like a gray crane, although he stepped on the tiles, but there was no sound at all.

This sword is the image of a hundred flowers, so that the opponent is like being in the flowers, in the face of the boundless wind and moon, as long as the mind is slightly moved, it will linger and let others slaughter.

Shen Zhuoyu was subject to him, and he felt that the quagmire was deep, and his forehead was sweating in less than ten moves. In a panic, he accidentally stepped on several pieces of rubble. But the moves of eternal sorrow are extremely gorgeous, and every sword is swung. All have a breathtaking beauty, intertwined with sword wheels. It seems that a world of thousands of purples and reds has been born.

After a few breaths, Shen Zhuoyu was almost unable to extricate himself. At the critical moment, he bit the tip of his tongue, finally got out of the illusion, and swept ten steps backwards, and his heart was shocked: what was this hallucination just now, how could it be so weird?

Wan Gu was sad and didn't chase it, closed his eyes slightly, and remembered: "Her name is Proud Snow, Proud Proud, Ice and Snow Snow." When I met her, it was a spring day when a hundred flowers were in full bloom, but when she stood there, it was a city of darkness. Little doll, what you just saw is what the old man saw back then, so where is yours now?"

Shen Zhuoyu was stunned when he heard this. When the brain is neutral, it emerges that on the Jiuqu River, the blue sky and clear water, the green mountains and boats. And that touching smile.

"My ......" Shen Zhuoyu was thoughtful, but Wan Gu Chou let out a long roar, and the second sword followed!

"Once you enter the red dust, it is as deep as the sea!"

Moonlight streaked across the blade. Shine brightly.

Shen Zhuoyu's eyes widened, "That's ......"

Don't wait for him to think about it. The sword of eternal sorrow had been delivered to him, this time. The sword's momentum changed from magnificent to profound, making the person who responded to it feel as if facing an endless sea, and suddenly felt invulnerable.

Although Shen Zhuoyu had some understanding, he still thought about it, like a traveler who fell into the sea, at a loss, and could only support it.

The image of the sea is unpredictable, the wind and waves are calm, the waves are monstrous, Shen Zhuoyu is exhausted to deal with it, and after twenty moves, he is already sweating profusely and his clothes are soaked.

Wan Gu Chou is a sword that goes with his heart, more and more devoted, his face shows a look of madness, only to hear him chant leisurely: "Red dust is like fragrant and mellow poisonous wine, my generation knows that nine deaths and one life, but still drink again and again!"

The swordsmanship recited with him, becoming more and more confusing and unpredictable, Shen Zhuoyu was still ignorant at first, and after fifty moves, a flash of inspiration finally appeared in his mind: Yes, Wan Seniors created this Hongchen swordsmanship, it was when he was deeply involved in the red dust, he was lonely and regretful for the proud snow girl, if I blindly follow him, I will only fall deeper and deeper, and then I will never be able to get out of the cage of Hongchen, it will definitely be defeated!

As soon as he thought through it, he was determined to turn defense into offense, and blurted out: "Since the red dust is difficult to break, it is better to cut through the chaos as soon as the sword comes out!"

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the two jade swords collided, and the light around them suddenly dissipated.

Wan Guchou sighed lightly, stepped back eight feet, and nodded: "The entanglement feeling, since you should decisively abandon it, very good!"

The implication is that the first two swords have been broken.

Who knew that he immediately answered: "It's a pity, even if you cut off the love thread, the greed is still there." You must know that the red dust is rolling, and it is inextricably linked, and it is really not human power that can be relieved!" As he spoke, he floated again, the jade sword was lifted upside down, with his wrist as the axis, and it rotated rapidly, and the sword reflected the moonlight, forming a dazzling halo in his hand.

The light was very dazzling, and Shen Zhuoyu was still panting, and he was dazzled by this sword.

"Let's look at the old man's third sword!

With the cheers, the sword momentum changed again, and the moonlight in the sky and the sword light on the ground reflected each other, illuminating the roof.

This sword is the image of the bright moon, it uses light as the medium, and it is the most gorgeous move in the red dust sword. The world is afraid of the darkness and yearns for the light, but they don't know that in the light, there can also be hidden murderous opportunities.

The white light was dazzling, but the figure of Wan Gu Chou gradually blurred in the light, while the aura in his hand became brighter and brighter, even surpassing the bright moon in the sky.

Shen Zhuoyu saw that he used such a gorgeous swordsmanship, and sighed sincerely: "The swordsmanship of the predecessors is no longer a thing in the world!

The power of the sword is wave after wave, layer by layer, after ten swords, it has formed a tsunami that covers the sky and the sun, let you swallow it in one bite.

The two swords clashed, the sword moves fell apart, and Wan Gu Chou saw that his "Endless Soldier" had reached such a point, and laughed and said: "Good boy! With this sword alone, you are already on par with the madman back then!" The light in his hand gradually dimmed.

"The seniors have won the prize. ”

Between talking and laughing, the two made strange moves, and they fought for dozens of rounds, still without a win.

Wan Gu suddenly turned his body sadly, and said in a long voice: "This situation can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time!" Before the words were finished, Jian Feng changed his atmosphere and became tactful and tortuous. It is like a bleak wind and cold rain, showing grief in every move. It is his fourth sword - "Falling into the Red Dust and Ten Thousand Thoughts of Emptiness".

Shen Zhuoyu dismantled a few moves. His mood was also affected by him, and he began to feel sad inexplicably. Fortunately, his spiritual platform has always maintained a trace of clarity. He shook his head violently and told himself: don't follow him, don't follow him!

But he heard the sorrow of the eternal sorrow, and said loudly: "The old man has defeated all the masters in the world in his life, but he has only loved one woman, little doll, do you know why?"

This sword is a sign of wind and rain, and with the words of eternal sorrow, the raindrops become louder in an instant. It was still raining just now, and now it was already a raging storm.

This change came suddenly, Shen Zhuoyu was suddenly in danger, and after a few hurried moves, he jumped out behind him, temporarily avoiding the edge, and raised his sword and shouted: "Why?"

Wan Gu Chou snorted, shook his head, and said, "Because it's too easy to kill someone, love someone." It's too difficult!" the wind and rain were mixed with hail and snow, and they rolled over in one go.

When Shen Zhuoyu heard this, his heart was shocked, and the swordsmanship in his hand was slightly messy. Seeing that Wan Gu Chou pounced again, he hurriedly gathered his mind and dealt with it carefully.

At this time. Thin clouds drifted across the sky, obscuring the light of the stars and moon. It was dark. But the two are still immersed in it and fight non-stop. Unaffected.

Eternal sorrow walks alone in the rivers and lakes, and the finger of silence and the red dust sword are invincible in the world. Although the sword breaking of the year easily defeated the Hongchen swordsmanship, but after the return of eternal sorrow, he sought progress in defeat and tried his best to break through, and today, the Hongchen swordsmanship has long been far better than that year. Among them, following the way of nature, he has reached the pinnacle of the sword, and even if Wu Shuang is reincarnated, he may not be able to win easily.

And since Shen Zhuoyu learned to break the way of the sword, except for Chu Xuan, he has never met a master of sword use, and today's battle has really stimulated all his potential. From the first glance, to the final blending of moves, until they are completely integrated, they can no longer distinguish each other. It can be said that until this moment, he has finally truly mastered the way of the broken sword.

He no longer needs to deliberately think about what kind of "soldiering", all responses are casual, and he will reach the sword.

Coming and going like this, within thirty times, the fourth sword of eternal sorrow was finally broken!

Wan Guchou lowered his long sword, paused for a few breaths, and said quietly: "It's a coincidence, ninety-nine moves, the old man still has the last sword, whether it is success or failure, in one fell swoop." ”

He seemed to be a little tired, and after saying that, his thick eyebrows lowered slightly, and he continued: "After Ao Xue left, the old man knew what it was like to have all thoughts empty, it turned out that even the prosperous red dust would become boring because of a person's departure. ”

As soon as these words came out, Shen Zhuoyu secretly said yes, because of that feeling, he had also deeply experienced it.

Wan Gu Chou was silent for a moment, and suddenly sighed: "That year, after the old man got the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, he immediately rushed to Daxue Mountain, although he saved his daughter's life, but he also learned another bad ......news" When he said this, he couldn't help choking, paused, and then continued: "It turns out that after Ao Xue gave birth to our daughter, she finally suffered from depression and illness. She would write to me, not in desperation, but because she knew that her fate was imminent, and when she had written it, she took her last breath...... Ay...... She is such a woman, even if she dies, she doesn't want to forgive the old man......" Speaking of this, Wan Guchou's eyes were red, and hidden tears flashed.

Shen Zhuoyu was stunned and said, "Senior, that Aoxue mother-in-law loves her fiercely and hates her bones, she must be the one who created the Ling Jue Palace, right?"

Wan Guchou nodded and sighed: "She entrusted her daughter to me when she was dying, which finally made the old man feel a little relieved." Since then, the old man has lived in Lingjue Palace and devoted himself to taking care of his daughter. Ten years later, the world's masters besieged Ling Jue Palace, and the old man went on a killing spree, but he was unable to turn the tide. The old man had no choice but to protect his daughter and a few people in the palace to leave, and finally kept a little blood in the Ling Jue Palace. At that time, the old man's daughter was also pregnant, and soon, the old man had another good niece. ”

Shen Zhuoyu heard him talk about the past, as if he really saw the lonely man back then, protecting women and children with one hand and waving a long sword with the other.

Until the words "good niece" came out of his mouth, Shen Zhuoyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Wan Guchou suddenly looked unkind, and snorted coldly: "This time, the old man returned to Daxue Mountain, and my obedient niece actually proposed that I go down the mountain to find a young man named Shen Zhuoyu. The old man didn't know your full name before, but when he heard her description, he immediately became suspicious. After that, the old man immediately went to ask Chen Fu, and after several confirmations with him, he realized that it was you, this kid! Hmph! The old man is really remorseful now, if it weren't for the fact that the old man and his obedient niece missed it on the green mountains that year, how would she let her know you stinky boy? What the old man has seen in the past few days, you stinky boy is too dishonest, if you don't reflect well, the old man will never take you to see her!"

Wan Gu was worried about talking to himself, Shen Zhuoyu could still listen to half a sentence, only to see him He bowed down, hugged his head and laughed wildly, laughing so much that tears flowed for a long time, and it was still not stopped.

Wan Gu Chou saw that he was crazy, and his face was puzzled.

This time, he was entrusted by Su Caixiao, and he had already left with Shen Zhuoyu, but he didn't know that things continued one after another, and the existence of Mu Ke'er made him hesitate.

Back then, he was suffering from love, of course he hoped that his niece would have a good home, but although this kid's martial arts were high, he really had some, which made him very uneasy.

Now that he has said everything, it is just that the character of a martial idiot has been committed again, and I hope that Shen Zhuoyu will have no distractions and meet his last sword in the best state.

He shook the jade sword and was about to bully, but Shen Zhuoyu suddenly raised his head, wiped his face, hooked his toes, raised the wine jar in his hand, raised his head and poured a big mouthful, and said: "Needless to say, if the seniors are willing to lead the way, the juniors are grateful to Dade, if the seniors are unwilling, even if it is the end of the world, I will definitely find her!" After saying this, he smashed the wine jar to the ground, and then roared, turning into a meteor, flying towards the eternal sorrow.

Wan Gu Chou was slightly shocked in his heart, and immediately laughed, "Okay! Well said! This alone is stronger than the old man back then! It is worth the old man to use this last sword!" He screamed strangely, and he also greeted him.

The two jade swords drew two brilliant trajectories, as if heaven and earth collided, bursting out with dazzling light.

Do not envy the gods and envy the red dust, the last sword, take the law of the sky, the sword intent is endless, and the sword momentum is boundless. At this moment, the Red Dust Sword Technique finally reached its maximum power.

Shen Zhuoyu's mood changed greatly, he came back from the dead from despair, and realized the new meaning of the broken sword in his hand.

Su Caixiao's news was undoubtedly a spark, and it ignited an overwhelming fire in his heart.

Broken, in order to rebuild, the five major military paths are all destroyed, but after the destruction, will they all be killed, or will they start again?

As a result, the sixth way of war, the "reincarnation of the way", came into being!

Shen Zhuoyu smiled and took out the sword, combining the internal strength of the Mani World Destroying Sutra, there is no hatred in the sword momentum, no more killing, but an endless cycle of hope of light.

This method of exerting force, even Wu Shuang has never understood. First, he has never learned the Manichaean Sutra of Destruction, and secondly, he has been trapped by hatred all his life, and in his sword, there is only destruction, and there will never be any room for the opponent!

However, if you leave no room and blindly fight hard, how can you resolve the power of the other party?

Today, Shen Zhuoyu combined the strengths of the two families and finally had an epiphany.

After this trick, the two staggered by, and after a long time, the roof fell silent.

Wan Gu threw away the long sword suddenly, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Aoxue! The old man has finally figured it out!

After Shen Zhuoyu saw him away, his body shook slightly, and then he sat down and gasped for breath.

Although he was victorious, he also spent all his strength. The last move reincarnated the soldier's path, turning the last sword of eternal sorrow into nothingness, like seeing the sun through the clouds and being reborn from the dead.

Eternal sorrow was defeated, or the Red Dust Sword was defeated.

Hongchen is a big cage, Wan Guchou once used this swordsmanship to trap the heroes of the world, but he also slowly trapped himself. Whenever he remembers the painful past, he will dance the sword alone, practicing this ancient and modern red dust sword technique over and over again, and over time, this sword technique has become an insurmountable wall of his heart.

As soon as the Hongchen Sword was defeated, he finally got out of this cage, and his heart was all gone for twenty years. (To be continued.) )