Since Song Que defeated the world's No. 1 sword tyrant Daoyue Mountain forty years ago, he has been in the position of the world's No. 1 sword master at the age of a weak crown. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

His sword drawing is as if it were one with heaven and earth and the deeper ontology that is always hidden behind it, and it is full of the flavor of the ever-changing law in the immutability. There is not the slightest gap or flaw to be found, and it makes people feel that the first knife that comes with his starting style must be earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, without beginning and ending.

At this point, the path of the sword has reached the level of ghosts and gods.

In the past 20 years, Song Que has sat alone in the knife grinding hall, no one has seen his heroic posture with a knife, and there is no shortage of masters who have been famous for a long time on the rivers and lakes.

Nothing could remain in front of his blade, even the formless and insubstantial air, which also fled under the wind pressure of this knife.

Except, a white jade fist.

No one could see clearly how Qin Mu crossed two or three miles and appeared under Song Que's blade.

But no one would have thought that Qin Mu would use a pair of fleshy palms to forcibly connect Song Que's incomparable long knife, even if Shan Wanjing had seen his extremely strong physical ability, she couldn't help but be worried.

The knife shone on Qin Mu's face, and the onlookers saw clearly this legendary figure who was born and lived in seclusion for many years.

There was only one word that could come up in everyone's minds to describe his appearance: "perfect".

His face is not very stunning, and it is even more inconspicuous compared to Song Que, whose face in front of him is like a miracle created by nature, but as soon as everyone sees his eyes, they seem to be attracted by a mysterious force, and they are reluctant to take their eyes away.

His figure was no longer as strong as it used to be, but rather a little thin and tall, and what particularly impressed him was his crystal clear skin, which shimmered with dazzling luster, and his long black and shiny hair, parted in the middle, resting on his broad shoulders.

Seeing him raise his head and smile under the light of the knife, Shan Wanjing felt that this smile was sharper than Song Que's long knife, stabbing at her heart, a little warm and a little painful.

The night breeze ruffled his sleeves.

The knife falls, the fist fires.

The world seems to be still, the wind stops, and the clouds stop.

Qin Mu's fist was under the light of the sword, and his muscles and bones were broken, as if he was not supported, and Shan Wanjing opened her mouth and exclaimed.

But he saw that Qin Mu's clothes suddenly fluttered, hunting, and the mist on the water surface, as if attracted by something, revolved around him, and the lake under his feet also formed a whirlpool.

The essence of the entire heaven and earth could not help but be inhaled into his body from his pores, transformed into the qi of the true yuan, and on the contrary, it was transformed into the essence of flesh and blood in his body, nourishing the flesh body, and the brilliance on his hand flashed, and it was as intact as ever, even faintly stronger than before the injury.

This kind of method of using the breathing and swallowing technique in the internal strength to seize the heaven and the earth, seize the essence of the universe, and replenish oneself, as if it is a magic skill, everyone in the audience is shocked, it is Song Queqi, who has an ancient complexion, and his eyebrows jumped, which was very unexpected.

Then he lost his mind for a moment, Qin Mu urged his fist in his hand, and a majestic force came from Song Que's knife, Song Que's feet sank, and his knees fell straight into the lake.

But he understood that this move was his defeat.

The two looked at each other and smiled, knowing that the other party had not disappointed them, and glanced at the people on the turtle head, and they were a little impatient with the gazes of these people.

I saw Song Que lead with his left hand, and the two of them stepped on the water and walked deeper into the lake.

In the Taihu Lake, there is a three-mountain island, Penglai referred to in some documents in ancient times, is this small island, the three peaks on the island are connected, and there are no traces at this time.

Song Que and Qin Mu walked on the island, their hearts were clear, knowing that the first meeting between the two was estimated to be the last, Qin Mu even understood that Song Que must have something to say when he pressed this battle.

I only heard Song Que sigh softly: "Brother Qin, I heard your reputation in the past, and I don't want to see your heroism today." ”

When Qin Mu heard this, he smiled slightly, and said, "Brother Song, you have been sharpening your knife for three years, just to tell me this." ”

Song Que shook his head and said, "Brother Qin, do you know that I have already received the news, and when I come, it will be when your Demon Gate is destroyed?"

Qin Mu's heart was shocked, and he understood that Song Que was shaking his psychological defense line with words, but there was still a trace of gloom flashing in his heart, he raised his eyes to look at the gloomy sky, and understood what was going on with the unwarranted heaviness in his heart for many days.

"Jing Zhai, or Buddhism? Who did they invite? The evil king is not something that those of their righteous path can deal with. “

Song Que smiled sarcastically and said, "Bi Xuan or Fu Cailin, who knows? ”

"Is it foolproof?" Qin Mu seemed to be unworried for a moment, his face was calm, he raised his eyes to look at Song Que, and asked, "What does Brother Song mean by saying this to me?"

"The unification of the world is inevitable, if my Song Que dies here, I still hope that Brother Qin will take care of Lingnan. His tone was sincere, undisguised, and he said that he was also indifferent.

"My Song valve has been based in Lingnan for a hundred years, and the road is blue, so that there is a good situation where the indigenous people are yearning for sinicization. If Jing Zhai can say that Bi Xuan can make a move, in addition to the alliance between you and the evil king to make them jealous, there must be some other price. “

Song Que had deep worry in his eyes, and said: "If I am still here, with a little prestige, I can still protect Lingnan without loss, but if Buddhism gives away the interests of the Central Plains, the prestige of the Han family will be greatly reduced, and the natives are people who are afraid of power and not virtue, and the south is also unstable." Brother Qin, Goryeo is a lesson from the past. “

Both of them are people who stand at the top of the world, and they understand the reason for Yang Guang's obsession with Goryeo.

The land where Goryeo is located is actually the four counties of Liaodong before the Han Dynasty, not a foreign land, let alone to restore the normal system of suzerainty and vassals, and Goryeo is one of the only perfect agricultural civilizations that China can see, which is of great significance.

What's more, the rise of the Sui Dynasty did not mean that the Han Dynasty's status as the hegemon of East Asia was restored, but Goryeo had just passed its heyday, and even obtained the submission of some Khitans and Xi people.

In the final analysis, although Goryeo was a small country, its war with the Sui Dynasty was actually a struggle for hegemony in Northeast Asia.

And Goryeo, it is precisely because of the sinicization that it slowly became stronger, but turned back and became a vicious wolf who coveted the Central Plains, which is where Song Que's worries lie.

Qin Mu didn't answer whether he agreed or not, and instead said, "Brother Song, please rest assured, no matter whether I win or lose this battle, the Central Plains will definitely not fall into prestige." ”

He looked back and smiled, and said, "Brother Song, what they can't stop, the tide has already surged, and it can't be reversed by one or two people." “

Song Que saw his smile, and somehow, he believed it in his heart and smiled.

I saw that he had grown to a point again, and said, "Brother Lao Qin will stay for a long time." “

The brilliance flashed, and there was no obstacle in his heart, and the nine styles of the heavenly sword were revealed.

ps: I want to describe this battle from a little more angle... The cause and effect are explained clearly...

It's not water ...

It's really not orz.。。。。