Yiyun has been in the martial arts world for more than 40 years, and naturally she has heard of countless people encountering hermits. Therefore, Yiyun immediately thought of this old man, was it a strange martial arts expert triggered by his own opportunities? But Yiyun immediately rejected her thoughts, and the reason was very simple.

Yiyun jumped off the back of the Red Rabbit Horse and said lightly, "Purple shirt, I probably want to accept you as my apprentice again, so let's chat." Yiyun's steps suddenly stopped because the old man's sword intent locked on Yiyun, which seemed to be a basic aura that even a skilled swordsman could create, but Yiyun knew that the old man's sword intent was not that kind of superficial aura, but the existence of no thoughts and no thoughts generated after perfectly integrating his own artistic conception.

"Young man, I'm here for you. Your sword intent is very interesting. It attracts me to come here." The old man's voice was not at all like what a white-haired old man should have. His voice was too energetic. If he only listened to the sound, no one thought that the owner of this sound would have such a form.

Zishan wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound. This felt very strange. It was not that there was something that really blocked Zishan and couldn't speak. It was purely a feeling, a spiritual feeling, which made Zishan feel unable to speak.

Yiyun kept the lifting posture of the foot and kept motionless, chuckled and said, "Did I hear it wrong? Or are there any problems with your eyes? Can't you tell that my woman's qualifications are far better than me? Are you sure you are here to find me?" Yiyun rarely loses hermits, but this trip was really too shocked. Yiyun has never encountered any hermits trying to teach martial arts since she entered the world. If Yiyun was alone today, she wouldn't be so surprised, but with a purple shirt beside her, she would be more than a little surprised.

"Yes, I'm here to find you." The old man's answer affirmed Yiyun's question. Yiyun's eyes fell into a hole when she heard this. She slowly pulled out Beiluo Zixiao from her waist and said lightly, "Then, you must have fought with me?" The old man said calmly, "I'm indeed here to fight with you. I want to see your sword intent." Yiyun said in a weak tone, "I hate the most, a fair one-on-one single fight, but this does not mean that I'm afraid!"

Yi Yun's figure disappeared without a trace, and the old man's figure disappeared. From time to time, the figures of the two suddenly appeared in the air around Zishan, and at the same time, the space within a certain range appeared as if it was twisted. Zishan had a strange feeling. The reason why it was strange was that Zishan felt that neither of them had moved. They had been standing there all the time, but the figures of the two kept flashing around clearly mean that Zishan felt that Zishan felt very ridiculous...

"Young man, use your sword intent to let me see it, otherwise you will not be able to beat me..." The old man's voice seemed to be released from all directions at the same time. The purple shirt immediately could not distinguish the correct direction of the sound. The purple shirt was extremely proficient in music, and was also extremely sensitive to any sound.

Nine deep purple sword energy appeared out of thin air in nine positions not close to each other. Zishan recognized that it was Yiyun's sword energy, but Yiyun's people were still unable to see Yiyun's people. There was a sound of gold and iron fighting in the air, Yiyun's figure appeared in place, holding Beiluo Zixiao's right wrist slowly oozing out of blood, and blood was overflowing with Yiyun's mouth. The old man appeared at the same time, still standing at the beginning, his expression was still calm.

Yiyun's tone was a bit angry, "Looking for death!" Her eyes fell into a hollow at the same time. Yiyun's body was covered with a thick layer of deep purple. Zishan knew that it was Yiyun's full force to activate the sword intent. Yiyun had never been willing to teach Zishan's mysterious sword intent.

The purple shadow like a tornado suddenly appeared at a high altitude. The old man's figure appeared in front of the deep purple tornado in the air at the same time, and was instantly swallowed by the tornado. For a quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour... Zishan counted the time, Zishan seemed to clearly see that Beiluo Zixiao pierced the old man's heart, lower abdomen, chest, and throat, and finally slashed heavily on the old man's back. Zishan almost thought it was his own hallucination, but soon Zishan knew that this was not an hallucination, because big blood flowers were splashing in the air...

The old man stood firmly with the iron strip in his hand, Yi Yun was still standing in his previous position, Bei Luo Zixiao held it firmly in his hand. He had already escaped from the artistic conception and said in a deep voice, "Does I don't understand, or are you too arrogant?" If it were someone else, Zishan would have thought that the person who said this was a psychopath. Anyone could see that the old man was hit by the sword in several fatal vital areas of his body, and he would have been exhausted. He would not do this when talking to a dead person.

The old man is not dead, at least not dead yet, because the old man really spoke. "Young man, your sword intent is very powerful... Your artistic conception has reached this level, why are you still obsessed with martial arts? I am very happy, very happy to die in your hands. I hope my sword can bring you some insights..." After saying that, the old man finally died, but his body was still supporting the ground with long iron strips, and a satisfied smile on his face.

Several acupuncture points on Yiyun's body burst and spurted blood, and deep purple light flowed again. Zishan knew that it was the light that only existed when the new martial arts were born. Yiyun's injuries were demobilized at the same time.

System prompts: The new student finals were successfully established and named Beiluo Zixiao Final. The level of Beiluo Zixiao Final was converted to 152. The solidification special effect instant sword, the solidification special effect sword energy condensed Ruyi, the light sword level three, the solidification special effect accelerated, forced crossing, instant shadow movement, and the light body level three. The improvement speed attribute is increased to 60, the improvement root bone attribute is increased to 60, the improvement courage attribute is increased to 60, and the improvement agility is increased to 20 points.

System prompts: Beiluo Zixiao sword intent is strengthened, and the speed of curing and improving attributes is accelerated. Zixiaoyi field special effects are solidified, and the solidification special effects instantly collapse the opponent's artistic conception, solidification special effects are terrifying the attack, and solidification special effects are panicked against the enemy.

Ziyun gently put Yiyun's left arm on her, staring at the old man without saying a word. The old man's face seemed to have a stronger smile, and his body finally fell to the ground with his body straight. Yiyun walked gently to the old man's body, slowly put his sword into the sheath, and Ziyun gently let go of Yiyun's hands.

Yiyun lowered her body and hugged the old man's body. The iron strip was still tightly held by the old man. At the foot of a mountain dozens of feet away, Yiyun burst out a deep pit with energy. Yiyun gently put the old man's body into the pit and spread his limbs flat in the pit. The earth pit was buried and piled up high. It was buried with soil by Yiyun himself. Around the pile of soil, Yiyun built a circle of stones. The stones were cut by Yiyun from the huge stones blasted out from the cliff. Each piece was very neat and had a very average thickness.

In front of the mound, a tombstone about one meter high, Yi Yun drew a sword to carve a line of handwriting. "Purple shirt, dye it, your name will be written by you, I can't write it well." Yi Yun's tone was calm. Zi Yun took out the pen from the bag on the side of the horse, carefully adjusted the color material, and carefully colored the engraved handwriting one by one. He held the pen and thought for a while, and then asked softly, "What's his name?" "Just call it the name of the nameless sword god." Yi Yun said lightly, Zi Yun finished writing as he said.

‘Life for the sword, die for the sword!’ There are only a few big words on the tombstone. Yiyun held Zishan and put on the horse's back, grabbed the reins, turned the horse's head and left. Zishan turned her head and stared at Yiyun and said, "Is the one in his hand a sword?" "It's a sword, and the one he held is definitely a sword!" Yiyun answered very affirmatively. Although her tone was very plain, Zishan pondered for a while, and did not answer, "But, I don't look like it!" "It didn't look like it at first." Zishan was even more confused, "Then why did it say it was indeed a sword?"

"I don't know if it's because I don't understand, or he's too arrogant. But no matter what, it's indeed a sword, it's not wrong; but it's really not like a sword, it's also true." Zishan quietly pondered, and smiled happily, "I understand! A sword is a sword, whether it's like it or not, in his hands, it's indeed a sword. But is it because we don't understand, or is it too arrogant?"

Yiyun looked up at the west, but at this time, it was the setting sun again. The afterglow of the sunset covered the mountains and fields with a layer of beautiful colorful clothes. Yiyun especially liked the sunset... "Who knows..." Yiyun didn't know whether she was asking herself or answering the purple shirt.

Going to the coast of Xiake Island is really not lively. Although there are many martial arts masters gathering at this moment, there is no lively atmosphere at all. The Shenzhou Alliance and the Zixiao Alliance gather together from each other from afar, but no one wants to be too close to each other. Some non-camp martial arts masters keep a distance from both sides. Who knows whether they will draw their swords at each other in a disagreement?

In fact, there are not many masters gathered on the coast at this time, and the total number is less than 1/4 of the masters of the camp. But the ones who come here are characters that people dare not despise. There is no need to say about the heads of several factions in the Jianghu. Others are also masters who only hear names in the Jianghu and cannot see them. They are usually masters who can only admire their deeds in rumors.

The two ships slowly sailed into the port. One ship had the two big words Shenzhou engraved, and the ship's equipment and size were all very stolen. But when the other ship was approaching the port, it completely snatched the limelight. It can only be described as luxury, but it is by no means a simple luxury. The equipment of the hull has made many experts of the Shenzhou Gang who boarded the ship worry in their hearts, which can be seen!

The Zixiao Alliance cheered proudly, why isn't it worth being proud? Compared with the Zixiao faction, the boat rented by non-campus factions is more suitable. Although there is no such huge boat, it can only be said that it is a boat at this moment. Yao Tong stood on the bow of the boat and smiled and said, "How is it? I said, if you see the Zixiao, you will definitely be shocked. It is indeed a good thing to have money."

Qingyi exclaimed, "I can't believe that Yiyun actually spent a huge amount of money to support a luxurious giant ship that could be used." Qunfang said jealously, "This is great, only this ship can deserve my beauty." Several people have long been accustomed to Qunfang's jealous narcissism, and have extraordinary immunity, so they don't say much about it.

Yao Tong said enthusiastically, "Follow me to the boat building. Zishan specially invited someone to renovate our living and sleeping place. The conditions will definitely surprise you!" Qingyi and others naturally believed that as long as Zishan participated in the things that were spent on money, the luxury level never allowed Qingyi and others to take care of.
Chapter completed!