The man in coarse linen clothes has a middle-aged appearance. His appearance looks a bit decadent and gloomy, but he is also full of absolute strength. He holds his hands in black and white shoulders and is surrounded by fierce murderous intent. As soon as he steps, he reaches the wall that does not exist on the roof.
In order to practice the strongest swordsmanship, I have been sleeping for a long time. Today, I woke up after failing to practice. I was filled with anger, and a young man in green clothes was floating in the depths of his cold eyes.
The next moment, endless fighting spirit bloomed all over his body. He was no stranger to this person. When he was in Xianyang City, that night, the opponent killed many people with the eight swords of Yue Wang in one fell swoop.
If Wen Xinhou had not stopped him, he would probably have died, but he did not die. Later, he was sent to assassinate Chang'an Jun Chengqiao. The mission was completed and he set out on the path of spiritual practice.
Now, the first person I saw when I opened my eyes was actually him!
Even so, I am not the same person I was back then. My cultivation level is one step closer. I am not afraid of the opponent. I hold my hands on my shoulders, cross each other in front of me, and my fighting spirit is blooming. Maybe I can kill the opponent and turn the opponent into one of my own, which will make me better.
good.
"Black and white Xuanjian!"
"But still remember Wei Wuji, Lord Xinling of Wei, ten years ago?"
This person should be a great swordsman of the generation. How can Xuanjian's sword restrain the opponent? Moreover, the opponent's sword practice has clear grudges. One hand is life and the other is death. In troubled times, he should be the right path for himself.
Standing with one hand on his side, the eagle sword automatically floated up and down by his side. He glanced at Black and White Xuanjian, and then mentioned a person from ten years ago. Xuanjian should be familiar with this person.
Nearly ten years ago, Lord Xinling of Wei State Wuji led the troops of all the countries to attack Qin, and defeated the Qin army outside Hangu Pass. Even Meng Wu's father Meng Ao was defeated by Lord Xinling.
In that battle, Lord Xinling of Wei State was famous all over the world, and his achievements were directly matched by Lord Mengchang of Qi State decades ago. Although Lord Mengchang of Qi State was not able to break through Hangu Pass and enter the hinterland of Qin State like Lord Mengchang, it was already the first time since the Battle of Changping.
The greatest victory of all nations.
However, people from all over the world praised Lord Xinling for his bravery and wisdom in defeating the mighty Qin. But who knew that when Lord Xinling united the troops of all the countries to invade Qin, outside of Weihan, thousands of miles away,
Countless Qin people were beheaded.
Among the countless people of the Qin State who were beheaded, there were two people that Xuan Jian cared about very much. One was his beloved woman, and the other was his newborn child.
"Wei Wuji, he deserves to die. It's a pity that he didn't die in my hands and couldn't avenge Yiyi and my son."
"Xuan Qingzi, you are very strong and I like you very much. I hope you will not be killed by my sword!"
It seemed that Zhou Qing's words made the murderous aura and evil spirit all over Xuan Jian's body become several times more intense. He unleashed his violent strength and moved in a whirlwind, holding a black and white sword in both hands, with an extremely bloodthirsty smile on his face.
The sword light roared and he rushed to Zhou Qing in an instant.
"You are no match for me!"
Holding Yuan Yuan in both hands, a condensed black and white Tai Chi diagram appeared in front of him, which instantly shocked all the swordsmanship. The tyrannical force spread to Xuan Jian, and the whole person flew dozens of feet away and hit the wall of the common people not far away.
superior.
Green light surged under his feet, and he walked against the wind. He walked in front of Xuanjian and looked at Xuanjian who had been seriously injured. He remained silent. This person is considered a pitiful person. He should treat all the beautiful things he cherishes as useless.
The world seems to be shattered.
"Black and white Xuanjian!"
Without any flinching, he turned over and stood up from the ground. The two swords were wrapped with sharp edges, and the scorching sun reflected the unique luster. The cruel and cold-blooded aura on his face had not dissipated.
The two swords intertwined, the sword that represented life and the sword that represented death came into contact, and they vaguely reached a different kind of balance, reaching a different kind of Hunyuan, and the sharp sword energy surged towards Zhou Qing, arriving in an instant
.
"Heaven and earth are eclipsed!"
With a thought, the entire area with a radius of tens of feet turned into a foreign land. All the colorful phenomena in the world disappeared, leaving only the most primitive black and white. Time stopped here, and everything in the world stopped here.
For ordinary people, facing the eclipse of heaven and earth at this level, it is impossible for the body and mind to operate. However, for Xuan Jian, although he is greatly suppressed, it is obvious that there is still no problem between movement and stillness.
Turning his hands, he pressed down with a palm and waved his hand seals. Another Hunyuan Tai Chi figure appeared in this area and landed on the head of Black and White Xuanjian. The boundless power fell and instantly wiped out the man who was trying to hold on.
Xuanjian, who was attacked and killed by the sword, was completely suppressed.
"Your swordsmanship has great potential. It's a pity that it failed like this!"
"Do you... still want to see your wife and children?"
A ray of Taoist sound, like the sound of nature, persists for a long time, mixed with unique methods, swirling in the depths of Black and White Xuanjian's heart. This man's swordsmanship seems to be eccentric, but in fact it is still based on "Lian Shan".
That is the most original principle between heaven and earth. Holding the black and white swords of life and death, the balance is unparalleled. It is quite in line with the Taoist Hunyuan magic. It divides the mind in the hope of breaking through to a higher level. Although it is exquisite, it is not the right way after all.
"Senior brother, your strength seems to be better than I thought. It seems that you have not forgotten the teachings of the master, and as the sword master of King Qin, you have not slacked off either!"
Another secret place in the north of Xinzheng City is a luxurious courtyard. The owner is a wealthy businessman in Xinzheng. The specific identity is very secret, but it seems that the business is not small and there are many servants inside.
In the elegant courtyard full of the essence of Zhou rituals, there are not many servants in it at this moment. There may be some in the front yard, but there are none in the wider area behind.
There are pavilions, pavilions and pavilions with thin cornices, green bamboos standing inside, and green willows shading them. The spring is full, and the whole courtyard is full of endless vitality. It is decorated with rockeries and endless corridors, which is very impressive.
However, in the corner of the rear courtyard, a place where you can advance, retreat, attack, and defend, overlooking the invisible area, there are two figures standing firmly, both so aloof and cold.
However.
Wearing a blue and white dress, light and unassuming, the elegant shorts are clean and neat, slightly covering up the handsome face, each hand has wrist guards made of fine iron, behind him is a dark blue cloak, holding a sharp blade, quietly
And stand.
At first sight, the senior brother has changed a lot since he first came down the mountain. It is a pity that as a disciple of Guigu, he actually works as the swordsman of King Qin instead of the mission of Guigu that his master has always taught him.
As a disciple of Guigu, when you are angry, the princes will be afraid, and if you live in peace, the world will rest. Every disciple of Guigu must be a person feared by all countries. The world and the earth are closed, and the way of freedom and horizontality has been forgotten for several years.
"Xiao Zhuang!"
"What about you? Are you still adhering to Master's teachings?"
When Gai Nie heard this, the expression on his cold handsome face remained unchanged. He looked at the two figures who were talking in the courtyard below. He turned slightly and looked at his junior brother. He had been staying in Xinzheng for several years since he came down the mountain. Why?