Moor.

There is a bright sun in the middle of the night.

This vision between heaven and earth not only attracted the attention of the great demons and demons of the wasteland, but even the sword cultivators of Beiguzhou, one of the nine continents of Datong that was connected to the wasteland, also rushed to the wasteland.

Yang Changjie's long sword is wielded, and he is unprovoked and chic.

The demon fox who was the enemy of him, but he didn't have such good luck, the sword intent of the thousand piles of snow became stronger and stronger, and the boundless sword light imprisoned him like a fan cage, and the sword in his hand skyrocketed, but he couldn't break out of the fan cage surrounded by sword light for half a step anyway.

One breath after another suddenly surged towards this side, the demon fox's face was pale, and he clearly found that one of them was the breath of the little demon lord who was ranked last among the twelve demon lords.

The little demon lord and this demon fox have always been a little bit of a mustard, and they have always wanted to kill the demon fox and then quickly, although this demon fox is not as good as the little demon lord, but it is extremely cunning, and several fights finally let the demon fox escape.

The demon fox weighed one or two in his heart, Huo Ran suddenly threw down the long knife in his hand and bowed down to Yang Changjie.

Yang Changjie was frightened by him, and after being stunned for a while, he laughed and said: "You demon fox, I told you before, I won't kill you tonight, if you don't want to fight, then don't fight, why bother to make this big gift to me, not to mention that your junior is still here, aren't you afraid that after she goes back, she will mention your ugliness to your children and grandchildren!"

The little white fox sweated on his forehead, and said to Yang Changjie with laughter: "Lord Sword Immortal, you are harming me, the ancestor heard what you said, and he didn't kill me halfway." He turned back to the demon fox and said, "Ancestor, don't worry, I promise that after I go back, I won't mention tonight's incident." ”

The demon fox's face turned pale, and he said in a deep voice: "Yun Tan is not the opponent of the Sword Immortal, please let the Sword Immortal Lord let go of the small one, and the great grace will be reported in the future!"

Over there, Yang Changjie only cared about whispering to the little white fox, and the little white fox gestured with both hands and kept talking to him.

Yun Tan saw that Yang Changjie ignored him, he was furious, and shouted: "Yang Changjie, don't think I'm afraid of you, if I don't have unfinished business, even if I fight for my life tonight, I will drag you and let you not get out of this wasteland." ”

Yun Tan is also telling the truth, at this time, countless big demons and demons are coming here, if Yun Tan desperately drags Yang Changjie, then when those big demons and big demons are together, Yang Changjie can't leave if he has the heart.

How do you know that Yang Changjie walked in front of Yun Tan, helped him up, and said with a smile: "The little white fox told me just now, and I also know the situation of your clan, I, Yang Changjie, respect you for being a man, I have offended a lot before, and please Brother Yun not blame the past!"

Yun Tan saw him condescending, for fear that there would be some traps in it, but when he saw the little white fox nodding at him with red eyes, he was a little moved in his heart;

Yun Tan said: "In the future, if Yang Jianxian comes to the Eastern Wilderness again, please come to our clan for a while, and Yun Tan will definitely treat him with the best wine." ”

Yang Changjie said with a smile: "Thank you over there now, before I leave the wasteland, I must go to your clan to disturb you." ”

Yun Tan was surprised, "Aren't you going to leave the wasteland immediately?"

Yang Changjie said calmly: "The wasteland is such a good place, it is very conducive to my cultivation, how can I be willing to leave so early!"

Yun Tan said solemnly: "Yang Jianxian, at this time, countless big demons and demons are rushing here, you guess that they have just stepped into the Moonlight Realm, and the realm is not stable, so they must not be their opponents." Why don't you leave the wasteland now and return to the Datong world, find a place to stabilize the realm, and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback!"

Yang Changjie laughed and said, "How can I be willing to retreat now, taking advantage of the peak of my sword intent, just to take these big demon and demon sacrifice swords!"

Yun Tan saw that he couldn't persuade him, shook his head, and felt that the little demon lord's breath was getting closer and closer, and hurriedly nodded to the little white fox, asking her to follow him and leave immediately.

Although the little white fox was a little reluctant to leave this new sword immortal friend so soon, he also knew in his heart that the situation was critical, his eyes were just looking at Yang Changjie, and his feet had already moved towards Yun Tan's side.

Yang Changjie suddenly said, "Little white fox, wait a minute." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped through his hand, and he didn't know where to take out more than ten books, including Confucian classics, including a Taoist note of five thousand words, and even two Buddhist scriptures, and said with a smile: "These books, you can look at them when you have time, if there is any place, you can ask your ancestor, if he doesn't understand, write down the words first, and when I come to your clan as a guest, I will ask me for advice!"

The little white fox didn't know what he meant by this, but he still seemed to understand the books and took them, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Lord Sword Immortal, I will read it." ”

"That's good!" Yang Changjie said, "Then let's go!"

The little white fox reluctantly came to Yuntan's side.

Yun Tan nodded, arched his hand towards Yang Changjie, pulled up the little white fox, turned into a streamer, and disappeared without a trace.

Pangolins and other little demons also came to say goodbye to Yang Changjie, Yang Changjie bowed one by one, and at the end it was like a little white fox, each of which gave a few books, which were classics of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism.

The idea of these little demons is relatively simple, since it is a gift from the Sword Immortal, it must be a good thing, and after being grateful, they put away the books and ran away one by one.

Yang Changjie will be in the vast world, and in an instant, he will be the only one left, so he will put a thousand piles of snow in his hand upside down in the open space, waiting for the arrival of the big demon and the big demon, and muttered: "Those two old guys are really friends enough, and they haven't forgotten me Yang Changjie." ”

It's not that Yang Changjie is bold, no matter how powerful he is, in the face of those big demons, he may not be able to retreat, it is really because he feels that the two sword masters are also rushing towards him.

"Yang Changjie, your time of death has arrived!"

There was no human figure in the wasteland, but the voice was the first to come.

Yang Changjie smiled silently, and looked to the southeast.

There were light particles flickering, and suddenly a figure condensed in the southeast.

The person who came was in a majestic figure, his body was shrouded in a black robe, and on the black robe was outlined with golden thin lines, an ancient beast was outlined, and his feminine face had a smile, but his eyes were deep and dark and terrifying.

Yang Changjie laughed and shouted: "Who is my Dao, it turns out to be the Little Demon King!"

The little demon lord smiled pitifully and said: "Yang Changjie, I have been looking for you in the Eastern Wilderness for many days, but you have been hiding in Tibet, if you hadn't broken through the realm tonight and made such a big move, I might not be able to find you." Tonight, since I found you, then don't think about hiding anymore. ”

Yang Changjie just sneered, and said calmly: "You seem to be able to keep me, the Twelve Demon Lords, except for the first seven who are here, I may have to hide, and the few behind you may be able to keep me!"

"Really?"

As soon as Yang Changjie finished speaking, another gloomy voice sounded, and then, another figure appeared in the southeast, standing side by side with the little demon lord.

The clothes of the people who came were the same as the little demon lords, but the color was slightly lighter, and the ancient beasts outlined with gold threads on the black robe were also different.

Yang Changjie frowned slightly, he didn't expect that even this person was here.

It turned out that the person who came was one of the twelve demon lords he said, but in the twelve demon lords, the ranking was one of the seven people he said could keep him, the six demon lords.

Seeing that Yang Changjie didn't speak, he hung the curtain and smiled: "What's the matter, you're afraid?"

Yang Changjie laughed: "I'm afraid of a hammer, if I haven't entered the Moonlight Realm, maybe I'll be afraid of you, but now the situation is different, if I just want to leave, I can't stay with another curtain!"

Suddenly, Yang Changjie shouted: "It's dangerous, a thousand piles of snow are here, you haven't always wanted it, since you've come, come and take it away!"

Danger is the name of Qi Qi, one of the four demon emperors of the demon clan.

Qi Qi was so dangerous that he originally planned to hide aside, let Yang Changjie fight to the death with the Demon Lord, and finally come to reap the benefits of the fisherman, he had tried his best to suppress his breath to prevent it from spreading, and he didn't expect that Yang Changjie could still feel his breath in the face of the oppression of the two demon lords.

Wei Zhi laughed and said: "Brother Yang, I think you have misbelieved the rumors, I have never thought about a thousand piles of snow!" He planned to die and not wade into this troubled water, and made up his mind to watch from the wall and reap the benefits.

"Greedy, sentimental, dracony, and cutting green, since they have all come, it is rare for everyone to be so together, why not come out and gather!"

Yang Changjie said the names of the big demons one by one, and any one of them could roll up clouds in all directions in the wasteland.

It's a pity that none of these big demons of the demon clan were fooled, and they all hid aside, waiting for Yang Changjie to fight with the two demon lords.

"Don't come out, then I'm leaving!"

Yang Changjie suddenly withdrew the thousands of piles of snow that were upside down on the ground, his body was like lightning, and the thousands of piles of snow pierced the sky, and the pieces of sword light were like flying snow in the sky, surging towards the curtain of the six demon lords and the tender coolness of the twelve demon lords.

Hanging the curtain and Nenliang listened to the meaning of his words, and thought that he was going to escape, but he never thought that he turned the tip of the sword and killed him in his side, and he was caught off guard, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, but who were the two demon lords, and his body adjusted after a little movement.

In an instant, a long stick carved from white bones and an ancient knife had been killed towards Yang Changjie.

"Good time!"

Yang Changjie roared loudly, thousands of piles of snow pierced out, and suddenly, the boundless sword light passed through like wind and snow, white and boundless, shaking the deep night of the wasteland like day.

Bang bang bang!

Long sticks, bone knives, and long swords are entangled.

A group of big demons, dumbfounded, what is this the battle of monks, such a hand-to-hand grappling, what is the difference between the fight of the reckless men under the mountain?

Could it be that this kid Yang Changjie didn't want to consume Yuan Force, so he used brute force to fight the Demon Lord, just to keep his true qi to deal with himself?

Over there, there are swords and swords, long sticks flying sideways, and the moves are wonderful, but I can see the big demons yawning again and again.

And the two demon lords also seemed to have the intention of perfecting Yang Changjie, but they were just fighting with Yang Changjie in close quarters, and they did not use magic powers.

Big demons, it's not stupid to say it, can you really make wedding clothes for others?

It's no wonder that the Confucian sage once said that as long as the demon ancestor. If the Demon Ancestor does not join forces, the wasteland is not worth mentioning, all because he has long seen through the relationship between the demon clan and the demon clan.

"Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for a while, and I can't imagine that I have broken through the realm again!"

A hearty voice resounded across the wasteland.

"The future is terrifying, when the float is white!"

Another slightly old voice rang out.

"Two old brothers, you're finally here!" Yang Changjie struggled with the two demon lords, and still had the heart to speak, "If you don't come again, I may really want to leave the corpse in this wasteland!"

"What do you say, if you kid just want to leave, who has the ability to keep you!" the old voice laughed.

Wei Zhi suddenly frowned, swept over to the greedy number and sorrow, and asked in a low voice, "Is it them?"

Sentimental looked a little nervous, and replied softly: "Shanshui, indifferent!"

The old voice sounded here again, "Sentimental, it's your grandfathers who have arrived, hurry up and hide, otherwise there will be another scar on your face!"

Sentimentality wiped a narrow scar on the left side of his face, and seemed to feel pain, and said hatefully: "Who is my Dao, it turned out to be the Landscape Sword Master, the Indifferent Sword Master, these two old wastes have arrived!"

"It's always old, but it's not necessarily waste!"

The owner of the old voice suddenly took out his sword, and suddenly moved the mountains and seas, the mountains and seas of the wasteland seemed to have long legs, and with his sword light dancing, a high mountain in the eastern wilderness moved horizontally, and a sea water in the western wilderness poured in, and the mountains and seas gathered to kill a group of big demons.

A group of big demons did not dare to slack off, and they sacrificed magic weapons to resist, and suddenly, the entire Eastern Wilderness surged, but the bitter ones were countless little demon pawns, and in an instant there was no home, and they were lucky enough to escape with their lives, and they left the Eastern Wilderness one after another, and the farther away they were, the better.

There are landscape sword masters and indifferent sword masters sweeping the formation, and Yang Changjie finally let go of his hands to fight.

Thousands of piles of snow, the sword light is amazing, the wind is surging, and the snow is flying.

The wilderness night in the middle of summer suddenly entered the cold night of deep winter.

The curtain is hanging down, tender and cool, I never thought that Yang Changjie's sword intent, who had just entered the Moonlight Realm, would be able to reach the peak state of the Moonlight Realm in an instant, and secretly sighed that it was no wonder that he was known as the first person of the younger generation in the Datong world.

The two of them sacrificed their magic powers to deal with them, and in an instant, the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dull.

Shanshui, indifferent, the second of the Eight Desolate Sword Masters, doesn't seem to have any intention of killing demons, this wasteland is just to take back Yang Changjie, by the way, see how this kid's sword intent is, seeing that he is like a god, comparable to the Haoran Sword Master back then, he already feels satisfied.

The Shanshui Sword Master laughed loudly: "Brother Yang, have you had enough, can you go back!"

Yang Changjie said with a smile: "The two brothers go first, I'll come!"

The indifferent sword master has been with Yang Changjie for the longest time, and he knows this kid's temperament, who knows if he will kill until dawn before leaving, and can't help but shout: "Yang boy, you know that we have a mission on our bodies, but we can't accompany you to mess around here!"

After speaking, the indifferent sword in his hand drew a pillar of light, helping Yang Changjie force back the two demon lords.

Yang Changjie saw that the sword master was like this, and knew that what he said was also the truth, but he was still a little unfinished, when the figure flew out, thousands of piles of snow sword light surging like mountains and seas, boundless wind and snow were mighty, shrouded in all directions, and suddenly roared, and the sunlight remaining in the body burst out in an instant, melting into those sword lights, and suddenly, the wind and snow turned into water droplets, pouring down, and the wasteland was like a sword rain.

When the Great Demon and the Great Demon sacrificed their magic weapons to resist, Yang Changjie and the two sword masters had already disappeared.

Beiguzhou, less than ten miles from the wasteland.

Yang Changjie sat on the ground with two old men, and the two old men were Liang Jingdao, the master of the landscape sword, and Zhao Chengguo, the master of the indifferent sword.

Liang Jingdao said with a smile: "Good boy, in just a short period of time, I didn't expect it to be the Moonlight Realm!"

Zhao Chengguo sighed and said, "Old Dao, we can be regarded as old as dogs, this kid in his early twenties can already compete with the two of us!"

Liang Jingdao had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he had a sad look on his face, and sighed: "The eight of us brothers are scattered in the west and east, and it is rare to have the opportunity to get together, and I don't know what happened to Brother Mo?"

Yang Changjie had just finished drinking a night of spirits, and when he heard Liang Jingdao speak, he said with a smile: "You mean Old Man Mo, he is very good, now he doesn't know how to be at ease in Haoran Academy, he is a little poor, but when I left Kyoto, the tobacco I gave him was enough to smoke for most of his life!"

Zhao Chengguo's eyes suddenly lit up and asked, "Yang boy, when you left Kyoto, did Brother Mo give you anything?"

Liang Jingdao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his eyes looked at Yang Changjie for a moment.

Yang Changjie was happy when he heard it, and said with a smile: "Old man Mo is so poor that he can't open the pot, and he still has the heart to give me something, two old brothers, are you joking." ”

Zhao Chengguo was a little disappointed, and said to himself: "Such an outstanding young man, isn't Brother Mo still dissatisfied, could it be that he has a better candidate?"

Liang Jingdao said: "The Demon Ancestor has woken up, I believe that the Demon Ancestor is also soon, Brother Mo is not looking for a successor, when the time comes, the Demon Ancestor will join forces again, and the Datong World is only afraid that it will not be guaranteed!" After speaking, he looked at Zhao Chengguo, but saw that his eyes were the same as his own, with worry.

Yang Changjie couldn't understand what they were saying, and said with a smile: "Listening to your words, it seems that Old Man Mo is very amazing, but do you know Old Man Mo's nickname?"

Liang Jingdao asked, "What nickname?"

Yang Changjie said: "The most wasted immortal realm of the Great Qian Dynasty!"

"Ha!" Liang Jingdao smiled, "Who said this, and I'm not afraid of losing my head!"

"I don't know who said that. Yang Changjie said, "I only know that this word came from Haoran Academy. ”

Liang Jingdao suddenly glanced at Zhao Chengguo, and Zhao Chengguo would instantly come to his senses.

"Yang boy!" Zhao Chengguo said.

"Huh?"

Zhao Chengguo thought about the wording before saying: "You came to the wasteland just to improve your cultivation, and now you are in the Moonlight Realm, and you have been out for a year or two, right?"

Yang Changjie nodded, "Two years and three months!"

"Then you're not going back?" Liang Jingdao said.

Yang Changjie shook his head, "Wait until I kill Nen Liang!"

Zhao Chengguo said: "How can it be so easy to kill Nen Liang, catch and fight, Nen Liang may not be your opponent, but the Twelve Demon Lords, rarely act alone, if you meet Nen Liang, I am afraid that it is you who will suffer." ”

Yang Changjie said with a smile: "I have been in the wasteland for so long, I haven't learned other skills, but my patience has been sharpened, and I am good at assassination, if I miss a hit, I will run away immediately, and it is not so easy to make me suffer!"

Liang Jingdao saw that he didn't get oil and salt, and suddenly thought of something he heard a while ago, so he said: "Xiliang was defeated and has already planned to go to the capital of the Great Qiandi Emperor to negotiate peace, do you know?"

Yang Changjie shook his head, "No!" After a pause, he asked, "What does this have to do with me?"

Liang Jingdao said: "How can it have nothing to do with you. This time, the Great Qianxi Liang not only negotiated peace, but also made peace.

"Heqin?" Yang Changjie frowned slightly, with some bad premonitions.

Liang Jingdao saw that he began to be moved, and his heart was ecstatic, but he pretended to be gloomy and said: "Do you know who Da Qian's relationship is with this time?" Seeing that Yang Changjie did not speak, he continued, "It is your fiancée, Princess Luwang, Wu Xiuying!"

Yang Changjie jumped up directly from the ground when he heard this, but after a while, he regained his composure, and said with a smile: "How is it possible, the Holy Emperor also knows about my affair with Xiuying, how could he let Xiuying go to Xiliang and kiss!"

Zhao Chengguo said: "But this matter is true, even we have heard of it as far away as Beiguzhou!"

Yang Changjie said with a smile: "That's just a means for the Holy Emperor to be bigger than me!"

Liang Jingdao frowned and said, "Don't you plan to go back and take a look? What if this matter is true?

Yang Changjie thought for a while, nodded and said, "There is some truth in what I said, so I will leave to go back to Daqian to have a look." ”

Liang Jingdao and Zhao Chengguo laughed together, "That's right!"

Yang Changjie suddenly shouted: "You two old men, why are you in such a hurry to drive me back to Daqian?"

The two of them were taken aback by him, and after a while, Zhao Chengguo said embarrassedly: "It's nothing, we just want you to go to Haoran Academy to meet Mo Jingtian, and ask him something by the way?"

"What's the matter?" Yang Changjie asked.

Zhao Chengguo said: "You just ask him, have you found a suitable candidate? If not, let him give you that thing, and you will tell him that it is the meaning of Confucianism!"

Yang Changjie became interested and asked, "What the hell is it?"

Seeing that the two of them didn't speak, Yang Changjie shouted: "If you don't say it, then don't think that I will go to Haoran Academy for you!"

Only then did Zhao Chengguo say: "Haoran Sword!"

Hearing the Haoran Sword, Yang Changjie didn't show any surprise, and said calmly: "Even if you don't say it, I have already guessed the identity of Old Man Mo, eight people? Brother Mo? Isn't it the Eight Desolation Sword Master!"

Zhao Chengguo said: "Since you guessed it, when you arrive at Haoran Academy, tell Mo Jingtian that the demon clan has woken up, and the Demon Ancestor will wake up in a short time, and there are not many years left for Datong to pass on the Haoran Sword to you." ”

Yang Changjie didn't speak, but he had other thoughts, what you were thinking about was calling back and forth, how good it would be to unify this great harmony and wasteland! How could there be so many schools? Wouldn't it be better if all religions were unified!

But he didn't dare to say these words, because no big man would agree, he didn't know the thoughts of the Confucian sage, but he could guess the thoughts of the Taoist Buddha, but he had to do more, so he practiced in the wasteland, killing those demons who were not saved, and his favorite thing was to drink and chat with those little demons and burps, and by the way, teach them to read and reason.