In the early morning, the golden sunlight sprinkled all over the earth, painting the quiet and solemn building of the palace compound with a layer of dreamlike colors! At this time in the past, the military columns were purged, the sword halberd was shining, and the ministers were gathering in groups, along the white jade steps in front of the clean palace, happily climbing up the steps, preparing to enter the Xuanzheng Palace, and discuss state affairs with the emperor!

At this moment, the sun shone on the long stone steps that were empty and unfounded, and it was unusually quiet, not a single figure, nor a little movement! The only thing that could be heard was the sound of the dense banyan leaves in front of the steps when the breeze blew up; in the past, it sounded as beautiful as the sound of heaven, but at this moment, it made people feel infinitely lonely and melancholy!

I don't know how long later, the Emperor Long Keduo, who was full of faces, suddenly trembled, like a man who had woken up from a nightmare, and looked around in horror;

"Chief Dou, is someone coming, I seem to hear footsteps on the jade steps outside the palace gate;

"There's someone coming, Your Majesty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Dou Rong looked at him with a heavy heart and said, "But ...... It's not the ministers who are here, it's a young swordsman with a sword!"

"Oh, what is he doing here?" asked Emperor Long Keduo with a sad expression, and at that moment, his full head of gray hair seemed to have increased a lot.

"The guards have already gone to ask him!" Dou Rong lowered his dejected face and said leisurely, "I guess, I will know the answer soon!"

At last, he lowered his head and looked at the empty and silent staircase, but he couldn't say a word, only let out a deep, long sigh!

The ten guards beside Emperor Long Keduo can be imagined, they are all characters of what role. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as very powerful, but it seems too general, after all, they are all carefully selected warriors from the entire Dali capital, they all have unique skills, and each of them has a chilling ability.

Therefore, when the army had surrendered, they were still fully confident and sure to protect the emperor's safety. When necessary, with their loyalty alone, they will not hesitate to choose to break the kettle and die together.

Li Yi, he is the head of the top ten guards around Emperor Long Keduo. He has the right to lead and assign the nine guards, and his kung fu and methods are also very important among these ten people. His weapon was a scimitar, a scimitar like a bull's horn!

Of course, when his scimitar is unsheathed, like any other quick knife, it will bring a string of dragon groans, but at the same time as the string of dragon moans sounds, people can no longer see the knife in his hand, nor can they see his whole person—every move at this time!

However, the only thing he could hear and see was an object that seemed to spin rapidly like a windmill, with a continuous sound of ho, ho, hoo, revolving back and forth around the target of his attack.

Normally, after one spin, the besieging enemy has already fallen, bleeding profusely, and crying for his life, but this time, there was some surprise—he spun around the tall and thin young swordsman three times, and he failed to make the opponent fall! Not only that, he was so tired that he was panting and sweating profusely. It seems that there are signs of physical exhaustion!

At this time, the young swordsman standing in the middle was still calm and calm, but the sword in his hand had never been unsheathed so early as today, nor had he held the hilt so tightly as he did today. In just this moment's effort, no one could have imagined that the two of them had already dismantled one hundred and eighty-five moves!

In the end, Li Yi took the initiative to stop, because he had realized the gap between himself and this young man! He gasped and sweated hesitantly as he looked at the young man in front of him who still had some miscellaneous stubble on his cheeks.

He knew that if he wanted to fight any longer, it would only be time-consuming and meaningless, and that the second situation would never occur, and for the unpredictable swordsmanship and profound skill of the young man in front of him, he felt that he was like a flat boat sailing in the ocean, which could never be detected, the depth and width of the ocean.

"You're Nanjian?" he asked suddenly, breathing steadily.

The young swordsman nodded, "Yes, senior! He said, "You must be the predecessor of Li Yi, the thunderous 'scimitar invincible' on the rivers and lakes!"

"Ha, ha, ha......" Li Yi let out a burst of wild laughter, and there was endless sorrow in the laughter! With a bang, he threw the knife on the ground and sighed and said, "What 'scimitar is invincible' and lost the dead! I lost, you can do it!" As he spoke, he closed his eyes firmly, resolutely, but in despair.

However, Nanjian did not do as he said, he walked over, bent down and picked up the knife on the ground, and carried it upside down, and handed it to the other man, saying:

"Senior concession!"

So the other looked at him solemnly again, and with a very conflicted feeling, looked at the knife he handed over, and at the peaceful expression on his face, and at last he took the knife, and asked puzzledly:

"What do you mean by that?"

"In addition to winning and losing, there are more things in life that we should cherish and have," Nan Jian said, "Especially, live happily and healthily!" As he spoke, he had already stepped on the stone steps and was walking towards the temple gate step by step.

And Li Yi stood at the bottom of the stone steps, watching his firm steps, step by step on the stone steps, and his mind suddenly had mixed feelings; finally, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see that in the blue sky, there was an eagle flying leisurely with its wings spread and smugly, and flew towards the vast distance, as if it would fly over thousands of mountains and rivers until the end of the world!

At that moment, he suddenly had a deep sense of understanding, and suddenly became full of passion, and full of hope for all things in the world, so he looked back excitedly at the solemn palace, and from the depths of his heart he smiled faintly, and said softly:

"Thank you!"

As he spoke, he walked along the long stone road outside the palace gate without looking back. At the same time, the empty deep courtyard of the palace left a series of lingering footsteps for a long time, as if it was a never-ending road of life.