That year, the wind and sand in Los Angeles were very large, and I heard the old man say that this was a rare sand and dust in a century, and the last time such a large amount of sand and dust was blown in Los Angeles was more than 200 years ago. I don't know if what the old people said is true or false, the only thing that is certain is that Los Angeles is full of dust at this time, and no one is walking around the streets, everyone is nested at home and waiting for the dust to pass as soon as possible.

"Have you really decided to leave?" There was a gray-haired old man standing in the wind and sand, and his still upright figure looked particularly vicissitudes at this time.

"The Tao is different, and the will is not the same. There is nothing left to talk about between us!" Not far from the old man was a young man in his prime, who was carrying a heavy sword of black iron, and stood there like a majestic mountain.

"That's the evil way! stop being obsessed!" the old man's tone suddenly became agitated, and he stretched out his hand to try to pull the young man back.

The young man saw that the old man stretched out his hand to pull himself, pulled out the dark iron heavy sword behind him, and drew it towards the old man with a horizontal slap. The old man was caught off guard, and he was shot dozens of feet away. The young man was stunned, obviously not expecting that he could actually shoot the old man away with a random shot.

The yellow sand blew, and for a long time, the old man could not get up from the ground.

The young man took a deep breath and turned his back, his tone a little unbearable, but he still said firmly: "I know that it is impossible to hurt you at that moment, you don't have to pretend to be pitiful." If you really want to prove that my way is heresy, then let that yellow-haired little devil come to me twenty years later with your sword!"

The old man struggled to get up from the ground, choking to speak, but the exit turned into a cough.

"From now on," the young man put the Xuantie heavy sword on his back on his back, took a step, and walked towards the north, "I, Xiao Tian, have broken off with the swordsmith, and I am no longer the chief disciple of the swordsmith, nor is I the biological son of the swordsmith!"

......

Fifteen years later, Los Angeles cast the Sword Gate.

"Son. I'm afraid that there is not much time left for the teacher, and there are some things that must be told to you. "The swordsmith lay on his bed, dying. It's hard to imagine that the high-spirited old man back then has become like this now.

"Disciple follow the master's teachings!" Xiao Sheng knelt on the side, kowtowed vigorously but refused to raise his head.

"Sheng'er, you are a good boy, don't kneel, get up. The swordsmith looked at Xiao Sheng's thin body, and his heart was full of guilt.

"Disciple kneel and listen!" Xiao Sheng's voice trembled a little, bringing out a little crying.

"In that case, it's up to you. The swordsmith knew that Xiao Sheng's temper was the same as he had back then, and the things he believed would not be easily changed, so he changed his words and said, "Then let's listen to the story of the master first." ”

"Yes!" At this time, Xiao Sheng raised his head, and there seemed to be tears rolling in his eyes.

......

"You're saying that my senior brother didn't die, but became the leader of the Demon Sect!" Xiao Sheng's eyes were full of shock, after all, the story told by the swordsmith was too appalling.

"He's not your big brother anymore, he's changed, he's become too much, he's become an unscrupulous villain. The swordsmith was heartbroken every time he recalled this past, "He chose the evil path, so he should be punished." ”

Xiao Sheng was shocked when he heard the word punishment, and looked at the swordsmith with an incredible look.

"Back then, he made a pact with me to determine whose Tao was the supreme way of forging swords. And I want you to challenge him in twenty years with the sword I forged, and now there are only five years left before the appointed time. The swordsmith's tone grew cold, fifteen years had allowed him to figure out a lot of things, including how to end it all.

"Master!" Xiao Sheng exclaimed, he didn't expect that the master would actually ask him to kill his senior brother, but the senior brother was ...... But......

"I've made up my mind!" The swordsmith suddenly jumped up from the bed, and after landing on the ground, his right hand probed into the ground with a black air current, and when he stretched it out again, there was an extra sword, "This sword is named 'Xiao', use it to take Xiao Tian's head!"

Xiao Sheng took Xiao Jian tremblingly, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Master......" After Xiao Sheng took the sword, he looked at the swordsmith with an almost pleading look.

But the swordsmith did not respond, and sat cross-legged on his knees, and then stopped moving.

In the middle of the night, a terrible cry came from the Sword Casting Gate, and the sound was so loud that almost the entire Los Angeles City could hear it.

"Master—"

Seven days later, Xiao Sheng packed his luggage, put Xiao Jian on his back, and left alone at night without saying hello to Xinyan.

......

Five years later, Guangming Mountain was on the top of the big light.

A few months ago, the Demon Sect released a large invitation, inviting heroes from all over the world to watch this shocking battle.

"Senior brother!" Xiao Sheng looked at the old man with a white beard in front of him, and his heart felt a burst of pain. But twenty years later, the young man who despised the world has become like this. In the past 20 years, how did the senior brother come over?

"Is the yellow-haired boy now able to take charge on his own? Xiao Tian has aged very quickly in the past few years, but correspondingly, he has become the strongest man in the world, and no one is invincible.

"Senior brother, as long as you are willing to return to the Sword Forge Gate with me, I believe that the master will not forgive you!" Xiao Sheng tried to make Xiao Tian change his mind, he really couldn't bear to do it, after all, it was the senior brother, and his life was picked up by the senior brother back then.

"I have made up my mind, I don't need to say more!" Xiao Tian took out the giant sword he was carrying behind his back, and with a wave of it, he slammed it in front of him, no longer communicating with Xiao Sheng, but using deep internal force to expand the voice to the entire Guangming Peak, "This sword is called 'Wufeng', it weighs eighty-one catties, and it was forged by this sect master after twenty years, and it is the number one divine sword today!"

As soon as this remark came out, the heroes from all over the world were shocked. The sword forged by the Demon Sect Leader over the course of twenty years is afraid that it really has the ability to defeat the Sword Forger.

Xiao Sheng looked at the heavy sword, there was no trace of wavering in his eyes, he understood that he couldn't hide after all, so he also pulled out Xiao Jian and said, "The name of this sword is 'Xiao'." ”

Xiao Sheng's simple introduction made many people chuckle in their hearts.

The reason why Xiao Tian turned against the swordsmith at the beginning was precisely because of the disagreement with the concept. Xiao Tian believes that a sword is a good sword, and a good sword can make people invincible in the world. This is not the case with swordsmiths, who have always adhered to the concept of human sword-resisting, and no matter how good a sword is, it must be used by the right person to exert its maximum power.

This is a duel between two people who are on the path of extreme, one is a pole sword and the other is a pole man. Who is the best in the world?

The battle lasted three days and three nights, and the two of them didn't know how many tricks they had made.

Finally, the two separated in a collision, Xiao Sheng was scarred and was about to fall, but Xiao Tian did not have any external injuries except for his clothes being a little messy. However, Xiao Sheng's eyes were still as sharp as at the beginning, and Xiao Tian's eyes had begun to fade. Xiao Sheng was seriously injured, but Xiao Tian was tired.

"Is Yan'er okay?" Xiao Tian said suddenly.

The master taught her enough means of self-defense, and there was also Luo Lao in Los Angeles to take care of her. Xiao Sheng didn't have any doubts about Xiao Tian's question, but explained patiently, "Although I haven't returned for five years, I think she's doing well, but it's just ......."

"I'm not a competent father!" Xiao Tian suddenly laughed, his smile was ugly, almost crying and laughing, "If you die, I will take Yan'er to the Demon Sect, and if I die, please take care of her for me." ”

Xiao Sheng nodded, he had long known that his little junior sister was the daughter of his senior brother, but he never expected that his senior brother was actually the leader of the Demon Sect. It's really a trick to make people, and he actually wants to kill his master's biological son with his own hands, and he is also the biological father of his little sister. After this battle, if she dies, if she wins, Xinyan will hate herself for the rest of her life if she knows it.

"Let's fight it out!Xiao Sheng!" Xiao Tian shouted angrily, interrupting Xiao Sheng's contemplation.

It's a last resort, and everyone is aware of it.

Xiao Sheng took the lead in attacking, strode forward with his right foot, his body rotated around with his right foot as the axis, and then stepped out with his left foot, and his right hand burst out with terrifying power and threw Xiao Jian forward.

This is an all-or-nothing move! Rahu shoots the sun!

However, this sword, which did not have any foreshadowing, did not catch Xiao Tian off guard after all, Xiao Tian thrust Wu Feng into the ground, and the broad sword body blocked Xiao Tian's entire body.

"Ding"

The piercing sound of collision spread throughout the Bright Peak, and everyone couldn't help but cover their ears in pain.

So powerful!

However, Xiao Jian did not penetrate Wufeng after all, and Xiao Jian, who was weak in his follow-up, unwillingly buzzed into the sky with a few sounds, and inserted it into the ground after a few turns.

It's over.

Everyone thought so, and Xiao Tian thought so too, so he lost.

Xiao Sheng used that sword to attract all of Xiao Tian's attention, and even forced him to hide behind Wu Feng and lose his vision. Opportunity! Xiao Sheng quickly rushed forward and rolled over, and the action was done in one go. Xiao Sheng, who came to Xiao Tian's back, shook his right hand, and a short sword jumped into his palm, Xiao Sheng stabbed Xiao Tian behind Xiao Tian with a short sword, and the short sword went directly into his heart.

Xiao Tian turned his head incredulously, and then fell to the ground.

Xiao Sheng silently walked to Xiao Tian's side, and was about to pull out the Wufeng to show victory, but heard Xiao Tian mutter: "There is a secret passage under the third tree from the left in the back of the Great Bright Palace, where you can escape. If you are hunted down by the martial arts and have no time to take care of Yan'er, hand her over to the Demon Sect, and I can protect her for three months, and after three months, you can go to the Mani Heavenly Palace in the Great Snow Mountain to find her. After that, Xiao Tian's eyes were closed forever, and he still had that ugly smile on his face.

At this point, the Demon Sect was in chaos, but the martial arts decency did not have the heart to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect, and everyone was eyeing Xiao Jian, the divine sword that defeated Wufeng.

Xiao Sheng evaded the pursuit all the way and almost died on the way back to Los Angeles.