The night is deep, the bright moon hangs high, and under the bright moonlight, the mountains and rivers are more like an angular landscape painting, cold and quiet.

Under the moonlight like a landscape painting, on the top of the mountain, a young man in sackcloth was waving the long sword in his hand quickly, and there were words in his mouth.

The electric engine Kunwu shook the sun, and hid his body when he rose and fell...

The spirit is condensed and turned like the heart. If you are calm and steady, you should suddenly come out of nature, as if nothing happened. If there is no cowardice, the god is round, if there is no lightness, if there is no secret, if there is no arrogance, it will be flat, and if it is invisible, it will change speed.

The long sword is in the hands of the young man, elegant and chic, light and agile, free and elegant. The long sword is churning, as if advancing and retreating, turning lightly, changeable, sometimes flowing water, stretching generously, suddenly east and west, rising and falling, sometimes surging, vigorous and resolute, crazy like lightning and flying phoenix. The content is substantial, the structure is rigorous, the rigidity and softness are combined, the virtual and the real are coherent, the attack is in defense, the defense is in the attack, the yin and yang are ups and downs, and the moves are wonderful.

After the young man finished this set of swordsmanship, he collected the sword and spit it out in one go, obviously he had completely practiced this set of swordsmanship. This is the sword technique taught by the master, the sky light cloud shadow sword technique.

Master said that at this moment, his swordsmanship can already be ranked in the top ten today. The next day after the master said this, he disappeared, so after the boy finished practicing swordsmanship today, he went down the mountain to look for the master.

That year, there was a great famine in the small fishing village at the foot of the mountain, the surrounding turf and bark were eaten up, and finally some people ate the soil, and everyone was dying of starvation.

Driven by the words of the black-robed man, the villager threw the boy who was only twelve years old at the time off the cliff, the cliff was very cold, the little boy thought that he would die, but what he didn't expect was that he finally fell into the waterhole and picked up a small life, under the trend of fate, he was afraid to go into a strange cave to hide from the rain, that is, in this cave, he met the master who taught the boy swordsmanship.

The scene of climbing into the hole, the boy still remembers that there is a layer of purple power grid at the entrance of the cave, and the young boy climbed into it like this, and the master at that time was very surprised to see it, a child, can actually pass through such a terrible purple power grid, I didn't know it at the time, and then I heard the master say that I knew that the purple power grid can even be killed by the Sword Emperor.

It is precisely for this reason that the master decided to teach the boy swordsmanship, and this study lasted for six years, and it was not until now that the swordsmanship was completed. However, the master suddenly disappeared, so the young man went down the mountain with his sword on his back.

The only way down the mountain, the small fishing village, the small fishing village is still there, but at the moment it is immersed in a hell in general, the screams are endless, it is very terrifying, it turns out that there is a group of black-robed people, who are slaughtering the village at the moment, walking to the entrance of the village, just collided with the village chief who threw himself off the cliff, saw that it was a young man with a sword, the village chief asked him for help, the young man only sneered, and watched the village chief being killed by the black-robed man.

The black-robed man also wanted to kill the boy, the boy just dodged, he didn't even have the heart to make a move, the cruel scene back then is still vivid, he hated this small fishing village, hated all the people in the small fishing village who abandoned him, the scene in front of him made the boy feel extremely happy, and he didn't have to shoot himself, so the boy didn't make a move, like enjoying the scenery, slowly passing by in the small fishing village, watching them be killed, one step, two steps... I don't know how many steps later, the boy suddenly stopped, a familiar and unfamiliar figure suddenly appeared in front of him, the little girl who used to be is now slim, it is this girl, and the only one who wanted to stop everyone from abandoning him, her tearful eyes, still like a brand deeply imprinted in the heart of the young man.

The girl is being besieged by three black-robed people at the moment, her family members are also falling one by one, the girl in despair also saw the young man, her eyes were full of anger, the sword in the girl's hand was finally wiped off her neck, her eyes were so desperate, the young man shot out, the long sword was in his hand, and the young man suddenly had another style, the long sword was like electricity, the figure was like the wind, and the three black-robed people were all cut off their heads in an instant.

The girl's desperate eyes were suddenly full of surprise, but the young man didn't look at the girl again, turned around and killed the rest of the black-robed people like the wind, the young man like the wind, the sword was like lightning, and the murderous black-robed people were more than a hundred, and the villagers who survived kept kowtowing to the young man to thank him, but the young man didn't even raise his eyelids, turned around and left.

The girl finally caught up, blocked the boy's way, and said coldly: "Is this your posture of being a human being, turning a blind eye to the gratitude of others?"

The boy did not speak, but walked away, and the girl turned around again to stop him, and questioned again, but the boy still did not answer. It's not that he doesn't answer, but he has nothing to say, because the young man's heart is still full of hatred at the moment, and he is afraid that when he says it, when the hatred is vented, it will be the long sword in his hand that will be shot.

The boy walked quickly, wanting to leave the small fishing village that made him full of hatred as soon as possible, and the girl followed all the way behind, obviously a girl who did not admit defeat, and he must ask the young man who only used his sword for himself to understand. She was not blind, she saw clearly when she was fighting with the black-robed man, the young man with the sword on his back entered from the entrance of the village, and walked forward blindly, and he only took out his sword when he saw himself.

Why did he draw a sword for himself?

The young man, who obviously felt that the girl was getting closer and closer, decided to speed up his pace, and at this time, the voice of another girl suddenly sounded: "Senior Sister Yuzhu, don't chase anymore, at first glance, it looks like a guy who pretends to be deep and indifferent, let's go back to the sect quickly! This is already the third wave of siege and killing, I think their target is you, senior sister, only if you go back as soon as possible, senior sister, you can be considered safe." ”

The girl of Yuzhu listened to her sister's words, and suddenly stopped, because of the young man, she even forgot the sadness of losing her family for a while, but this stop, the young man's figure disappeared without a trace.

The disciple of the girl Yuzhu Sanhua Sword Sect was brought into the Sanhua Sword Sect by the master six years ago. It's been six years since I left home, and this time I went back to Xiaoyu Village, I was originally back to visit relatives, and I was followed by two little sisters, Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing, and the three of them were like sisters. A happy way home, who would have thought that it was full of dangers, and even his family was killed by this group of black-robed people of unknown origin.

The family was buried with the help of the villagers, and at this moment Yuzhu and her two junior sisters stood in front of the family's grave, there were no extra tears, quietly looking at the new grave in front of them, and they had already made up their minds to find out who was behind the scenes and avenge their families.

"Senior sister, it's not early, let's go back quickly!" said junior sister Xiaoyue urgingly.

"Yes, Senior Sister, it's getting dark, let's go back to the sect quickly! Let's go back to Shizun, and Shizun will definitely help us find out who is behind the scenes." Xiao Xing looked around at the dark sky around him, and said with some fear in his heart.

Along the way, they have already encountered three waves of attacks, and no one is sure that there is a fourth wave of attacks, and the dark sky is just a natural cover, if they come again at this time, they will be really difficult to deal with.

There are three black shadows beating not far from the new tomb, they are not close to the new tomb but far away, the three black shadows soon came to a canyon, take a closer look, two of the three black shadows are black-robed people, they are being chased by another black shadow, at this moment they have no way to retreat.

At this moment, the black-robed man on the opposite side had already discovered that the figure on the opposite side was the boy who appeared in the small fishing village to save the girl. That's right, it's indeed the young man, when the young man was about to leave the small fishing village, he finally heard their conversation, it turned out that Yuzhu had been attacked and killed. For him, Yuzhu is the sun in his heart, and the moment he fell off the cliff that year, the young man had already made a promise in his heart that if there was an afterlife, he would definitely protect Yuzhu for the rest of his life.

Therefore, the boy disappeared in front of the girl, but he did not leave, but secretly guarded in the dark, when he found that there were two more black-robed people approaching Yuzhu, so he secretly shot and forced them to a place where Yuzhu could not see, he also wanted to know why he wanted to kill Yuzhu, only by getting rid of the mastermind behind the scenes, Yuzhu can be considered completely safe.

The young man pointed at the black-robed man opposite, and his face returned to the indifference that even the former master was tired of, and asked coldly, "Who are you and why did you kill her?"

"Who are you, and why are you so obsessed with saving that little girl?" asked one of the black-robed men without answering.

"Yes, who are you, who dare to meddle in the affairs of our Black Dragon Valley, if you don't want to die, just hurry up!" The other black-robed man was obviously scared to death, but he pretended to be angry and said.

In fact, the two black-robed men were terrified to death, because they had already felt the aura of death enveloping them, and they had been a veteran of killers for ten years, and they were already familiar with this breath. As soon as their words fell, the sword flashed, and the breath of death harvested them.

The young man returned the sword into the sheath and said coldly to himself: "It turned out to be the Black Dragon Valley. ”

These two black-robed people are obviously just little minions, and after getting the necessary information, they have no need to exist, so the young man took action and cut off this hidden danger for the safety of Yuzhu.

Under the persuasion of the two junior sisters, Yuzhu finally left the new tomb. On the way back to the Sanhua Sword Sect, it was unusually calm, and there was no trace of danger approaching, which was natural, because along the way, there were guards from the sword-carrying boys, and until he returned to the Sanhua Sword Sect, the sword-carrying boys did not leave.

After making sure that Yuzhu was safe, the young man with the sword on his back left, of course he didn't go to find his master, but to the Black Dragon Valley, and asked them with his sword to understand, why did he want to attack the sun in his heart?