At first, there were two rays of sword light, twisting like threads in the air.
Almost hidden in the sky, invisible to the common eye.
Flickering and disappearing, heaven and earth wander.
A moment is like lightning, tearing through thousands of miles, an instant is like a dragon, vigorous and vigorous!
Crack!
After a cracking sound that ripped apart the sky, the sword light illuminated the sky and the earth, and finally the figure was divided into two.
The young man is holding the sword, his eyes eager to try. The old man is holding the sword by his side, his eyes are getting clearer and clearer.
The Southern Territory is vast, and there is no shortage of strong men. Although it is in a wilderness, there are no human traces left. But the battle between the two top figures in the world, hiding like mosquitoes and flies, and the heaven and earth shaking together, it is impossible not to be caught.
But whether it was the State of Chu, the huge city on Tianjue Peak, or Mount Xumi, they all turned a blind eye and gave them plenty of private space.
One is forgetful and ignorant, but does all kinds of evil, has no rules and regulations, and has no moral concepts. The other is firm-willed, must repay kindness and hatred, builds a palace in heaven, controls the long river, and wishes to benefit the world.
The two have an enmity to block the way, and they have a sword-fighting agreement - this agreement is known to the world.
It was normal to fight, and no one could tell what was wrong.
Except Yan Chunhui.
It's very abnormal for Yan Chunhui, I don't think this is normal.
"etc!"
"I remember... we have made peace. I also gave way, took off the name of human demon, and stopped cultivating human demons."
Yan Chunhui tried hard to recall, feeling that he had forgotten something... When would he make a new enemy?
He said confusedly: "I made an agreement with Ye Lingxiao that I will not cause trouble to you again. I have also abided by the agreement. Why are you here today?"
Jiang Wang had already fought once, his blood was still boiling, and his sword energy was flying in the air. When he heard these words, his flames suddenly dimmed and he was no longer so fierce: "Is this what he agreed with you?
"
Yan Chunhui said: "I promised him not to live in Yun Kingdom in this life, and I also promised him that I would spare your life."
Jiang Wang had a thousand words in his heart, but in the end he just sighed softly: "He still doesn't understand me."
Yan Chunhui now acted like a wise man: "He probably knows you very well, that's why he dared to leave."
Jiang Wang calmed down and said quietly: "I mean, he doesn't understand my strength."
Yan Chunhui looked at him, nodded and said: "Indeed, you have grown up very fast. It is difficult for me to take away your life now. And you can retreat into the sky at any time, even if... the tsunami has not stopped."
Jiang Wang shook his head: "The current Tianhai is also dangerous for me. Because if the Seven Hatreds or the Sinless Heavenly Beings attack me in the Tianhai, it may be difficult for those who want to save me to arrive in time."
"Your ability to offend people is extraordinary." Yan Chunhui's tone was a bit amazed: "But if someone who is extraordinary wants to take action against you, it doesn't matter where you hide."
"It's not that I took the initiative to offend them, it's just that when I got here, erasing me has become a choice." Jiang Wang said: "You are right, I am indeed powerless to resist when facing a transcendent person. But if there are other transcendent people who want to save
Me, it matters where I am.”
Yan Chunhui's eyes suddenly became wary: "You said that if you come to me again, you will only come alone."
"That's true as long as you don't violate the rules." Jiang Wang said calmly: "I keep my promise. I came here with a single sword today."
"You can't kill me now." Yan Chun replied.
Jiang Wangkuan said in a loud voice: "It's okay. All you have to do in life is do your best."
The more Yan Chunhui listened, the less he understood: "Who are you comforting?"
"This way, let's chat while killing." Jiang Wang rushed up with his sword in hand.
The sword energy spontaneously metamorphoses, like flowers, trees, dragons and tigers, each with its own spirit! The sword energy creatures are of hundreds of kinds, walking around Yan Chunhui, killing him one after another.
The white-haired figure returning to Yanchun is like the moon in a well, broken and far away in the gradually spreading ripples.
When thousands of sword spirit spirits joined forces to kill him, he was already hanging upside down in the sky.
The two of them ran away and chased each other, avoiding each other for several times. The more Yan Chunhui thought about it, the more puzzled he became, and he asked in a daze: "What on earth are you going to do?"
"Then let's chat for a few words first." Jiang Wang couldn't catch up for a while and made his own decision.
Yan Chunhui's white hair was hanging down, and his wrinkles were deep. He stood there, looking like he was in a state of decline that had not withstood the wind and rain. He was also languid and had no energy: "I am old and my time is running out, so I don't want to waste it chatting."
Especially I don’t want to talk to people who don’t understand how to respect the elderly.”
Jiang Wang rushed over and said, "Then let's fight!"
clang!
Yan Chunhui fled away again, and his body had already escaped the killing force. Only then did the clanging sounds of Chengcha Xinghan and Sauvignon Blanc begin, spinning continuously between heaven and earth.
He said: "You can't kill me."
"Then keep killing."
"How long do you want to kill?"
"Don't worry about it." Jiang Wang pressed forward step by step: "I have a lot of time."
"Are you being unreasonable?!"
"I'm talking to you!!"
With a casual sword strike in the Duanhun Gorge, Yu Beidou had to carry him and hide in the River of Destiny before narrowly escaping. How could it make sense?
There is a sea of ​​swords falling from the sky above the Xingyue Plain. The soldiers and generals on both sides are like ants, and human lives are like withered grass. How can there be any truth?
But today Yan Chunhui has been reasoning. "Little friend... why bother?!"
"Don't worry about it."
"I don't want to take care of it...or why don't you come?"
"But I'm already here."
Yan Chun stared back at him, his eyes suddenly clear and then cloudy.
The master of Wuhui Valley, who was once full of evil, cultivated and sheltered many human demons, caused harm for thousands of miles, and brought trouble to the world for more than a hundred years. Now he looks so stupid and confused, and he is really pitiful for the old, weak, sick and disabled!
It seems like an old man who lives his duty has been bullied into the house by the black-hearted green-skinned gangster.
Look at the old yellow dog whimpering in the distance with its tail between its legs, and the beautiful woman with tears streaming down her face in the mud... It's a scene that couldn't be more cliche.
What about robbing women, bullying the old and weak, kicking dogs, and shaking egg yolks?
As repeated countless times in the story, the helpless old man always succumbs in the end.
"Okay!" Yan Chunhui let out a long sigh. He lowered his hands slightly and wrapped his sword around his fingers. He felt a bit sad about a tiger being bullied by a dog in the sun: "What do you want to talk about?"
Jiang Wang stopped his sword for the moment and immediately entered the chatting state: "When I went to Wuhui Valley to visit Senior Yan, who revealed the news to you?"
"Why be so polite? I would rather you not call me senior and just be the same as before!"
"No matter what the positions of both sides are. If you can help me solve your doubts, I will respect you."
"I can't talk about this. Others saved me from fire and water, how can I trap them into injustice?"
Jiang Wang raised his sword again: "Then let's fight!"
"Qian Chou!" Yan Chun shouted back.
Jiang Wang was silent for a moment: "So, it was the information that Shen Xia asked him to convey?"
Yan Chunhui shook his head: "I don't know about that."
Jiang Wang looked at him quietly, as if judging the authenticity of his words.
Yan Chunhui stood there with a slightly dazed expression, his eyes gradually becoming cloudy.
Jiang Wang quickly asked again: "I know you have a deal with Senior Ye, and he even asked you to borrow a sword - what was the reward he paid?"
Yan Chunhui paused his cloudy eyes and remained somewhat awake: "This is a matter between him and me."
"It's not convenient to say?"
"Can't say."
Feeling Yan Chunhui's determination, Jiang Wang let the question go and said: "I know that Zong Dezhen came to you during the battle with Senior Ye. At that time, you said that you had forgotten -
What important information did Senior Ye leave with you?"
This news was probably not important, because at that moment Ye Lingxiao did not know the identity of Yizhen Taoist leader. But it might also accurately describe something that could piece together Ye Lingxiao's last days.
But Yanchun replied: "You know, I am very forgetful. In my life, there are some things that I can remember, and some things that I can never remember."
He thought hard for a while: "When I faced Zong Dezhen, what I forgot was the part that I could never remember."
Jiang Wang took a long breath and pursed his lips: "Mr. Yan, you are very insincere."
To be continued...