The morning sun shines through the clouds and shines on the vast land of hell. Above Mount Hua, the vast mist gradually filled the air, gently embracing the mountain peak like a gray robe. After several attempts, Dawn Sunshine finally gave up and retreated outside the fog. The birdsong is crisp, and the quiet mountain forest brings out a quiet atmosphere.

Since ancient times, there is only one cliff road in Huashan, the mountain peak is surrounded by cliffs, not to mention the ordinary people who do not know martial arts, that is, the martial arts masters have withered and fallen from this, and it is difficult to have half a point of vitality.

When we got closer to the mountain road, the fog thinned out slightly. Strangely, the crisp birdsong that could be heard in mid-air just now was completely gone. At this moment of silence, a little golden light suddenly sneaked up from the foot of the mountain.

This faint golden light, gradually expanding in this mist, slowly condensed on this point, this point seems to be a little dust left inadvertently, it is not conspicuous, if people do not pay much attention, it will only quietly condense, looking forward to its brilliance in an instant.

When the golden light was near, I saw that it was actually a man in gold.

The corners of the golden caftan are embroidered with gorgeous gold threads, and from time to time embroidered with golden waves, from the neckline down to the trouser legs, embroidered with nine golden dragons. This is by no means the four-legged lizard dragon of the West, but the divine dragon of the East that has been on a par with the emperor since ancient times. Nine dragons and nine tails are wrapped around the neckline, and the nine dragons hang straight down, this golden shirt is finely made, and the nine golden dragons are constantly undulating with the man's movement, as if they will rise from the shirt at any time.

The whole cheongsam is full of golden-edged waves except for the nine golden dragons, which looks golden at first glance, but this does not bring any fancy to the cheongsam, but it makes the whole shirt full of domineering majesty.

When the nine golden dragons prostrate on this golden shirt, this shirt bloomed with the momentum and domineering of the Nine Heavens. There is an ancient legend that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, and now these nine dragons are all surrendered, what arrogance and dignity this is.

Arrogance is also a kind of strength, and only with the corresponding strength can we have the corresponding arrogance. In today's world, apart from the Lord of Drunken Immortals, who can have such arrogance?

The owner of the Drunken Immortal Island, Yu Jiang.

Three days ago, in front of the door of Babao Longzhai on Drunken Immortal Island, a letter suddenly appeared, inviting the owner of Drunken Immortal Island to discuss martial arts at the top of Huashan. Yu Jiang is disdainful of this, and those who hide their heads and show their tails and show off their mysteries are generally not promising. But he had to come, and at the martial arts conference on August 15, Yu Jiang had decided to appear and take this opportunity to unify the rivers and lakes. If you don't go this time, then Zuixian Island will never be able to unify the rivers and lakes.

So he had to go.

The mountains and fields are silent, and there seems to be a pair of invisible eyes looking at Yujiang in the dark. And when Yu Jiang stepped out of the cliff road, a noise and noise came to his face. In the pavilion of a few steps at the exit of this cliff road, Yujiang seems to have stepped into the complicated three thousand red dust in an instant from the silent green jungle.

Eight steps in front of Yu Jiang, there is a powerful pavilion. Among them, the noise is constant, the sound of throwing colors, the sound of art girls soliciting customers, the sound of drunken fighting, the sound of buying and selling in the grass market, and even more, the sound of chickens and dogs barking, cows roaring and ducks barking, are also interspersed with it.

This pavilion is like graffiti on a wonderful landscape painting, and a scar on the face of the beauty gives people a feeling of abruptness and peculiarity, burning the qin and cooking the crane.

On this silent cliff road, such a jeweled, but ugly pavilion suddenly appeared, and anyone who saw it would have a trace of astonishment. But Yu Jiang is not, the noise and noise eight steps away is like a light breeze and a cloud of smoke for him, he stands with his hands in his hands, his long hair is scattered, like a crane immortal, looking at three thousand red dust from afar.

At that moment, he was like the master of the fairyland above the nine heavens, looking down at the ants with the eyes of gods, demons, immortals and Buddhas, and watched quietly.

After a while, Yu Jiang looked up and sighed, and said softly: "Since Your Excellency was able to sneak into my Drunken Immortal Island, and unknowingly put the letter in front of my Eight Treasure Dragon Zhai, why didn't you dare to see him with his true face at this moment?" When his lips just opened and his voice was spit out, the noise just now stopped abruptly, which suddenly made Yu Jiang frown.

It's like listening to a tune, no matter how ugly this song is, it's a tune anyway, and anyone who is singing it suddenly stops when it's singing to the end of the song, will be a little uncomfortable.

At the moment when Yu Jiang frowned, a little white light suddenly burst out between his eyebrows, and the brilliant silver light converged and condensed in mid-air, turning into a silver-white long sword—the Sword of Killing!

Yu Jiang's body did not move, but the person retreated with the long sword. If the sword is fast, the retreat is fast, and if the sword is slow, the retreat is slow. This sneak attack swordsman is superb in the way of the sword, and can kill in the blink of an eye from eight steps away, and the sword intent on it is as continuous as a turbulent wave. Yu Jiang retreated, retreated again, and the lightning and flint had withdrawn more than ten zhang.

The swordsman sneered slightly, and with a roll of sword intent, the sword momentum suddenly became fierce, and in an instant, it swept away like a raging wave, as if it was about to swallow Yu Jiang in the blink of an eye. Just as this round of sword momentum was about to reach its peak, it suddenly seemed like spring water thawing and the wind was flying, the cold and dense sword intent disappeared in an instant, and the remaining strength also turned into a gentle breeze, slightly blowing the Nine Dragons purple gold robe on Yu Jiang's body.

Just when the swordsman was about to slash out this sword, Yu Jiang, who had not moved, suddenly reached out and jumped over the sword momentum of the fierce sword like a butterfly, and quietly clamped the sword blade with two fingers. The swordsman's face changed greatly, his shoulders shook, and he wanted to shake off the two fingers, but unexpectedly, Yu Jiang's two fingers were full of true qi, and the long sword could not be withdrawn at all.

Yu Jiang smiled lightly and said: "Huashan Yimei is proud of the cold, and all the pilgrims from all over the world will come." Spring comes and winter, and a thousand snows turn away, but I am drunk and still ...... What a move, 'Spring goes to winter to sword'!" "The swordsman is only three out of ten, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, hearing Yu Jiang's words, his face suddenly changed greatly, and his true qi poured into the sword body, wanting to draw the sword and retreat.

Yu Jiang smiled slightly, took a step forward, turned his right palm, and heard a choking sound, the tip of the sword had been broken by Yu Jiang. Yu Jiang held the tip of the sword in his hand and stood with a smile.

At this moment, three stars suddenly lit up behind him, and three spears with two feet long actually spun away from the rock walls on both sides, straight to the back of Yu Jiang. And the swordsman's face also turned cold at the same time, and he flew up, and a section of the tip of the sword stretched out from the broken sword of Fang Cai - spring goes to winter to turn into a thousand snows, and the winter blade has been broken, how can Chunfeng not come. At this time, the soles of Yu Jiang's feet suddenly cracked a big hole, and he wanted to swallow Yu Jiang.

The appearance of the pavilion, the sudden interruption of the voice, the sneak attack of the swordsman, the dismantling of Yu Jiang's moves, the breaking of the sword with his fingers, the step forward, the three spears, and the crack in the ground, all of these were all known in advance, and this series of killing moves was obviously prepared for Yu Jiang alone. Yu Jiang's character, reactions, wind direction, and terrain have all been completely mastered by the people behind the scenes.

This killer move cannot be said to be leaky.

But no matter how ruthless and seamless this series of killing moves is, the people behind the scenes have obviously forgotten a fatal point, that is, when martial arts reach a realm, no matter how strong the wisdom is, it is useless.

I saw Yu Jiang holding the blade of the sword in his fingers, slashing leisurely like flowing water, and the heads of the three spears broke in unison, reversed and castrated, and the three spear heads flew back upside down and pierced into the mountain wall. Listening to several screams in the mountain wall, Yu Jiang had fallen into the deep hole. At this time, Yu Jiang threw out the broken sword, a little blade on his toes, and the whole person jumped up out of thin air, and his body folded backwards, like a winged eagle throwing backwards. The swordsman's precise sword move suddenly fell into the void.

Yu Jiang's right hand and two fingers were together, and they were pointed out from afar. The swordsman was like avoiding the tiger and wolf, quickly drawing the sword to block, the whole person stood behind the sword, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, his heart looked at the sword, and his true qi poured into the long sword, and with a single palm pushed out of thin air, the silver-white long sword was like a white rainbow through the sun and a thunder assault, turning into a snow-white qi and shooting out.

This blow was ferocious, except for the Drunken Immortal Island Lord, the Cold Shadow Pavilion Lord and others, there were not many people in the rivers and lakes who could block this sword. But it just so happened that Yu Jiang was one of the people who could stop it.

Seeing that his long sleeves were bulging, a fierce sword intent emanated. After a pause, Yu Jiang reached out with one hand, drew a circle with his two fingers, and the cold sword qi was like a divine dragon arrow, smashing the long sword in the air.

Yu Jiang struck a successful blow, and immediately stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the swordsman. After a while, he said leisurely: "Good swordsmanship...... In terms of sword intent alone, there are very few people in the world who can beat you, if the sword in my island is invisible here, the two of you will definitely become friends. ”

There are four major protectors in Drunken Immortal Island, one of which is the "One Sword Ruthless" sword invisible.

The sword is invisible, nicknamed "a sword is ruthless". Holding the "Asking Song" in his hand, wearing the "Carefree Snow Robe", and holding the "Ruthless Swordsmanship" in one hand was one of the eight ways handed down by Mu Jianzhuo back then. He struck one hundred and thirty-eight times, and each time he struck, the enemy was either killed or maimed, so he got the name "a sword is ruthless".

Thinking that when he first came out of the rivers and lakes, Tianjitang called him "the second best drunken immortal island master". Now that he has been praised by Yu Jiang himself, the swordsman smiled slightly, and his eyes slowly collapsed.

Fang Cai's astonishing sword attack was that he had condensed his life's spirit, and when a sword shot out, his vitality had been cut off. If it weren't for the support of a thought, I am afraid that I would have died long ago. At this moment, his wish has been fulfilled, and he suddenly lost his breath.

Yu Jiang sighed lightly, with a sad look on his face, killing this sword-obsessed man, with his character, he couldn't bear it. He turned his head, and with a flick of his left sleeve, the pavilion was instantly torn to pieces. It turns out that this pavilion is made of wooden frames, and the outside is covered with rice paper, which can indeed scare many people in this bleak night.

I saw that the pavilion was shattered, and suddenly a man in white was revealed. Yu Jiang raised his eyebrows lightly and asked, "Fang is the swordsmanship of spring and winter, I don't know what it is at this moment?" The man in white grinned and said softly: "Ventriloquism." Then suddenly came a terrible howl from his mouth, which creaked like rusty iron rubbing, and rats grinding their teeth in the middle of the night, like the wailing of a lone wolf, and like wild dogs. Rao is Yu Jiang's skills are profound, and he can't help but twist his eyebrows slightly.

At the moment when he wrinkled his eyebrows, a section of the tip of the sword suddenly appeared in the man's chest. Even if Yu Jiang was a god in the world, he couldn't imagine that a long sword would suddenly appear on this person's chest. Just as he was stunned, the long sword had passed through the man's chest and stabbed straight at Yu Jiang. Yu Jiang's long sleeves danced, and a white light flashed, but it was he who pressed his two fingers against the tip of the opponent's sword.

The sneak attacker was dressed in a black robe and a black hood, and his face was unknown. When Yu Jiang stretched out his hand against the tip of the sword, a figure suddenly appeared in the shadow next to the man's feet, a cold light flashed in his arms, and a long sword was aimed at Yu Jiang's lower abdomen.

The Sword of Shadow, from Dongying Ninjutsu, was later learned by the No. 1 assassination organization on the rivers and lakes. This set of swordsmanship can make the attacker invisible in the shadows, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Yu Jiang raised his eyebrows, drew a circle on his right palm, and the heat surged, and the two long swords were agitated by his true qi, and they suddenly collided together, choking. And at this time, Yu Jiang suddenly felt a chill behind him, and he didn't have time to think about it, his long sleeves were thrown back, and the nine golden dragons seemed to be alive, and Sen Ran's domineering spirit was condensed between his five fingers, Yu Jiang waved his hand, and a golden light revolved around his body, and the long sword behind his back was suddenly swept aside.

The three of them were all dressed in general clothes, and when they saw the three swords gathered together, the swords trembled, and the three swords pressed together to take Yu Jiang directly. Yu Jiang's face remained unchanged, and when he stepped a little, he was about to jump up and retreat.

"Bang!"

Yu Jiang's face changed greatly, a red tide surged, and the whole person was vain, staggering and walking three steps before he stood still and looked at the cliff. I saw a man in white standing where he was standing. Fang Cai stood behind Yu Jiang, one palm was erected, and the true qi gathered in the palm, allowing himself to hit his palm when he retreated.

If it was usual, Yu Jiang would naturally be aware of these, but after some tearing and killing, he was attacked many times in the back, instinctively, there was always a slight chill behind him, but he didn't expect the other party to clearly expect this, and won with one blow, and Yu Jiang was seriously injured.

Yu Jiang's body was slightly crooked, his eyes were already a little confused, and he said lightly: "You have won......" The man in white said softly: "Under the white hatred, today on the order of the Lord of Baishui City, I specially invite the Lord of Yu Island to come to the city in person to discuss the way of the sword." "Please ......?" Yu Jiang smiled bitterly in his heart, he touched his chest, and then said indifferently: "I understand." ”

Bai Hate smiled slightly, his eyes slowly dispersed, and he merged with the surrounding mountains and rivers, or, he himself is this mountain and water, but he is a mountain and forest goblin, strangely hiding his own goblin aura. He made a gesture and chuckled, "Please." ”