In the dark world, deep in the night, the boy's voice resounded through the wilderness.

"The emperor's token, found!"

But soon, joy turned into anger.

A flash of fire disappeared in his hand and burned out. It was like a villain, still twisting constantly, looking very strange, and seemed to be very painful in the flames.

The boy in purple clothes stared at his eyes, his eyes moved away from the falling ashes, slowly raised his head and stared at the deep night sky.

No stars.

He squirmed his lips, feeling upset.

This sky is about to change, life and death are about to begin to intersect, and the sixty-four skys are in chaos and disorder.

.........

Darkness, chaos and chaos, but soon, white light shone through the darkness, and dense words appeared, which were the key to the operation of the news, and even more plausible "Zhuangzi's Sword Chapter".

There are a lot of words and words, and the consciousness wandering in nothingness remembers these words, and at this moment, a more dazzling white light scatters from behind the words, like a torrent.

A butterfly flew by quietly.

It was still on the wasteland, and the crooked old tree was not far away, quietly looking up at the sky, while the wind and smoke were flying. This time it was not the dusk, but the sun.

"There is a human body, called the Four Symbols, and it flows in all directions, and is called Fengren Muyun, which is the way of the emperor..."

Hearing this sound in a daze, Cheng Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes, but the first thing he saw was not the sun, but a serious little face.

The clear big eyes, almost perfect facial features, full of heroism, and a ponytail buckle behind the head.

This is a little boy, strangely, he is only about one inch tall, standing on Cheng Zhiyuan's nose with a full spirit. The moment Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes looked at it, the one inch boy raised his slap high.

Confirmed the look.

Bang! With an extremely crisp sound, the foot kicked Cheng Zhiyuan in the eyes, which immediately made the latter scream like a ghost crying.

His body instantly bounced up, sat in the yellow sand, and the boy rushed to his chest along the bridge of his nose, and then to the ground.

Cheng Zhiyuan covered his left eye, and the power of this kick was not small at all. He looked at the little boy standing beside him for no reason: "What are you!"

The little boy of Cunqin was extremely quiet and took a small sword that was only half an inch from his waist.

It is narrow and long and sharp, making people feel cold.

The little boy held the small sword and stared at Cheng Zhiyuan. The latter's scalp was numb and his heart suddenly jumped. Without thinking, he grabbed the stone sword lying in the sand, pulled it up and sucked it at the little boy!

The stone sword is compared to the boy, just like the tree trunk is compared to the ordinary person, but something terrifying happened. The little boy did not move, and raised his hand and took the half-inch sword to steadily block the stone sword!

The boy cunxu's eyes narrowed, and his left hand pressed on his right hand. The half-inch sword slashed forward along the sword blade of the stone sword. In just a blink of an eye, it was already pressing against Cheng Zhiyuan's eyebrows!

The speed is so fast that it is hard to react!

A buzzing sword sounded, Cheng Zhiyuan's eyebrows were lit, revealing a drop of red blood.

The half-inch sword did not continue to penetrate deeper. The little boy gathered the sword and jumped onto Cheng Zhiyuan's nose, and another kick!

"Damn!"

Cheng Zhiyuan's face suddenly turned red, and the little boy jumped away, and he still danced with the half-inch sword and attacked again!

Repeating the previous action, Cheng Zhiyuan picked up the stone sword and slapped the unknown creature again. Then the tragedy reappeared. The half-inch sword hit his forehead in the blink of an eye. What followed was

A crisp slap.

So the third, fourth, fifth... Cheng Zhiyuan was slapped seven times in a row, his face turned red and burning.

"Stop! What are you!"

Cheng Zhiyuan grinned, not understanding what this was, who was this kid, and why he stabbed his eyebrows with a sword every time. And the key is that he couldn't see clearly when he drew his sword!

The little boy looked at Cheng Zhiyuan calmly, suddenly tilted his head and said contemptuously:

"You're so fucked, come on, let's have another sword."

Cheng Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and his heart was filled with flames, and he got on with the stone sword.

Then he didn't walk through another move. Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes turned black and his head was twisted for more than 60 degrees, and he was slapped again.

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes were red, and at this time, there seemed to be a wind whistling in Huang Li's land.

The golden crooked old tree slightly crossed its branches without anyone discovering it.

Cheng Zhiyuan covered his mouth and as soon as he opened his mouth, a bloody tooth rolled out and fell into his palm.

He stared at the little boy. Now, let alone murder, if he could beat this guy, Cheng Zhiyuan would rather peel off this inexplicable little monster and get cramps.

"Come again!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was gasping for breath and was aroused by anger. However, the boy in Cunxu waved his sword and slowly said: "Don't be so angry."

"You must know that for a sword, you should show it to be weak, open it to benefit, and then launch it to get there, and then you should be able to get there. You move so slowly and fight with others, but in a blink of an eye, you will lose your life. How can you do this?

Can you win?”

"Fighting cannot be done by just getting hot."

Cheng Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard this, and felt that what he said was a little right, and he immediately began to think about his shortcomings, but the more he thought about it, he felt that he was beaten for no reason. The little baby looked at his beautiful face and looked beautiful, but it turned out that he was really cruel when he hit him.

!

So vicious at such a young age!

"What kind of thing are you?"

Cheng Zhiyuan stared at him, wishing to roll his perfect martial arts hall into meat dumplings. The boy cunxu ignored Cheng Zhiyuan's glare and responded coldly:

"I'm not a thing, I'm a sword god."

Cheng Zhiyuan was silent: "What... God?"

The boy cunxu looked expressionless: "I am your sword god."

He said, pointing to his eyebrows, then pointing to Cheng Zhiyuan's eyebrows, and then raised the half-inch sword in his hand.

"I'm you."

Cheng Zhiyuan stared at him for a while, looking at the face with perfect facial features, suddenly there was a little anger on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Nothing is...I...not that handsome."

The wind blew, and there were no birds singing in the sky.

Cun Xu Xiaotong did not react at all, but asked a question: "How can the Sword of the Son be banned?"

This sentence is from "Zhuangzi Talks about Swords". Cheng Zhiyuan was stunned when asked by this little boy. At the same time, he thought of the origin of this sentence in his mind, and subconsciously blurted out:

"Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles."

Cun Xu Xiaotong looked serious and said seriously: "What is the key to swordsmanship? What is the key to invincibility in the world?"

Cheng Zhiyuan was about to say that I didn’t know, but his mouth subconsciously opened his mouth and answered: “For a sword, show it to be weak, open it to benefit, then to fire it, first to come! Huh? I am

....”

However, before the question was answered, the child's tender voice immediately rang.

Cunxu Xiaotong looked serious: "I hope to try it!"

After he finished speaking, he held up the sword and slashed. Cheng Zhiyuan's hair suddenly rose. This time, a figure of a sword appeared in his eyes in a blur!

It's exactly the same as when killing the corpse-wrapped swordsman!

This time, the stone sword accurately slashed on the inch sword. The eyes of the young child who claimed to be the sword god in his eyebrows lit up slightly. Then, the half-inch sword in his hand drew a strange arc, found a gap, and stabbed it suddenly

Falling in Cheng Zhiyuan!

Another buzzing sound stopped at the middle of my eyebrows with great accuracy.

Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly stiffened all over, and he watched the little boy withdraw his sword, then stretched out his hand and slapped himself in the face!

"Your mother!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was slapped again and immediately cursed, while the little boy said seriously: "What are you? I am you, my mother is your mother, and scolding my mother is your mother, so scolding my mother is equivalent to being a traitor, and being a traitor is equivalent to being a traitor.

Unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, unfaithful, unfaithful…”

Cheng Zhiyuan: "......"

Can't refute.

"When you draw a sword, you can't just see the first step. You must see the second step and the third step. It is best to foresee the movements after ten steps. Otherwise, you will never know how many tricks the opponent will use to ambush his ultimate kill.

”

"However, a truly powerful swordsman can already decide the outcome of life and death within ten moves."

The boy cunxu said calmly: "Since you are a sword-talking person, how can you not use a sword?"

"Why do you say the sword man?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Cheng Zhiyuan's head suddenly hurt. His body staggered, and countless white ancient words began to float in his eyes.

At the same time, at the deepest part of these words, an ancient sword with rusty marks appeared.

"In the body, when yin and yang have not opened, they come from nothingness, without boundaries, and can extend from the smallest to infinity, which represents all possibilities, so that all things can be produced, this is called Yuan."

"The Yuan represents the beginning of everything, and it also creates something out of nothing. To operate the Yuan, we must first guide the five internal organs to gather in the Zifu Heaven Palace, and complete the four transformations: Taiyin and Sun, Shaoyin and Shaoyang."

Cheng Zhiyuan murmured and chanted, and his voice suddenly became hoarse. The following sentence "Sit down and move the Dharma in your body, and it emits like thunder and collects like silver lightning."

"The four symbols... are filled with the tip of the sword..."

When the boy Cunxu heard Cheng Zhiyuan finish his words, he nodded with satisfaction: "Listen, you don't understand anything now. If you want to stop meeting yesterday's situation again, then follow my command."
Chapter completed!