Big Moon Ballad

963 Famous Sword
The tops of the mountains in the south are only blowing cold winds, and the tops of the mountains in the north have already begun to freeze.

Although it was not as cold as the Xiling Snow Mountain in Houliao, Yunjian Mountain, the northernmost part of the Northern Wei Dynasty near the Great Wall of Eternal Night, had the first snow this year in the evening.

Snowflakes fell one after another and landed on the shoulders of a man who was drinking alone outside the cold hut on the top of the mountain.

In the simple thatched hut, only a bed and a table can be seen, except for countless wine jars on the ground.There is only a stone table outside the thatched hut, on which there is an open wine jar and a plate of dried beans.

A sword stood beside the wine jar.

The Han Lu was a real Han Lu, he was the only living person within a hundred miles, and he seemed extremely lonely.

Only a few sparrows that Luoxue could not find food were jumping around on the table, as if they were not afraid of this man, secretly pecking beans from the plate on the table.

The man didn't care, he just drank quietly, except for the occasional white gas exhaled from his mouth, like a stone statue.

Just when Ying Baoyue on the mountain peak of Soochow swung that sword.

The first snowflakes fell, and the man holding a wine glass thousands of miles away suddenly raised his head.

The sparrows on the table scattered away.

There was only one bold one left, and the sparrow raised its chubby head, and looked up in amazement at the weird man in front of him who usually seldom spoke.

"In May, there is snow in the Tianshan Mountains, there are no flowers, only cold."

Holding the wine glass in his hand, the man watched the falling snowflakes and suddenly spoke in a daze.

"Strange, how come I seem to hear this voice."

The man looked at the long sword on the stone table, and smiled hoarsely the next moment.

"Looks like I drank too much today."

Those who knew these sword techniques are all dead.

They're all dead, and he's the only one left.

The sparrow didn't know where the sadness of the person in front of him came from, it pecked at his hand in confusion, then suddenly raised its paw, and pushed a letter on the table forward.

"Okay, I've read it before." The man's eyes fell on the letter paper spread out on the table, "Thank you for bringing the letter."

He was no longer interested in anything in the world, but after all, it was a letter from his only disciple. Seeing the status quo that the letter was written respectfully, a faint smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth.

"Speaking of which, the Great Court Meeting of Soochow should have started today, right?" he said to himself.

"I didn't expect Shi'er to break through the God Dance Realm so quickly. It seems that I had an adventure in Southern Chu," the man sighed to the sparrow, "It's just that it's not good to break the realm somewhere, but it happened in that ghostly place in Soochow. .”

The sparrow tilted his head in confusion, "chirp?"

"Breakthrough is a good thing," the man patted the sparrow's head, "but the higher the realm, the easier it is for that girl to mess around. Her identity will be over if she is exposed."

"I don't know if that old man Xu Canghai will make things difficult for her," the man snorted angrily, looking at the letter paper on the table with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

He has not left this place for many years.

Originally, after reading the letter, Zheng was a little hesitant.

But I didn't expect to hear that sword formula again in a trance today.

Finally let him make a decision.

"Forget it, since the old man promised her to teach her when she ascended to the Divine Dance Realm, I have to fulfill my promise," the man stood up slowly, stretched out his hand and slowly grabbed the sword on the table, and looked at the sparrow on his shoulder.

After all, that sword technique cannot be lost.

Teach her, and he can die in peace.

"Let's go to Soochow."

……

……

No one knows if the men on Yunjian Mountain in the Northern Wei Dynasty heard it wrong.

But at the top of Dongwu Han Mountain, at the altar of the Grand Court Meeting, everyone could hear clearly.

"In May, there is snow in the Tianshan Mountains, there are no flowers, only cold."

Ying Baoyue's voice was very soft, and it sounded like she was reciting a poem. She swung the first sword. This sword was very ordinary, not even a counterattack. It was originally holding Xu Bingqing's sword that died with Ying Baoyue. Only slightly blocked.

Xu Bingqing's momentum remained undiminished.

"Xiao Zhan follows the golden drum, Xiao Mian embraces the jade saddle. I wish to put the sword down from the waist to kill Loulan."

Ying Baoyue swung his second sword.

Xu Bingqing's footsteps only staggered slightly.

"The heavenly soldiers descended to the northern wilderness, and the horses wanted to drink in the south. Hengge went from hundreds of battles, and he was very kind."

Ying Baoyue swung the third sword.

Everyone in the audience gradually realized that something was wrong.

But looking at the situation, Xu Bingqing was encouraged by Ying Baoyue's non-painful counterattack, and finally his sword became more and more fierce, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

"go to hell!"

Xu Bingqing yelled loudly, shaking off the blue brilliance with a sword, and stabbing towards Ying Baoyue, the practitioners in the audience exclaimed, the eyes of Beihan Pavilion disciples were filled with joy, and the eyes of Chen Zichu, Zhao Guang and others were worried Yes, but only a few people perceive something more terrible.

"No!" He Lancheng only heard Tuoba Xun's exclamation in his ear, and tightly clenched his wrist.

He Lancheng's wrist was in severe pain, but he had no time to worry about it and just stared at the stage.

what's wrong?
He has more eyes than Tuoba Xun, he should be able to see, what's wrong?
He Lancheng's eyes widened. At this moment, he noticed the strangeness of Ji Jiashu in the audience. He followed Ji Jiashu's gaze with a twitch of his heart, and his pupils shrank.

He saw it, saw the black sword light flashing across Ju Que's sword.

The sword light flashed away, He Lancheng didn't know what it was, but at this moment he found that Ying Baoyue had changed his hand to hold the sword at some point!And her hand...

He Lancheng remembered clearly that not long ago, that hand smashed the Taizu's handwriting.

What's on her hand?
Why can a practitioner hold a sword with that hand?

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, and at this moment, facing Xu Bingqing's last desperate sword, Ying Baoyue stabbed out the fourth sword.

The speed of this sword was so fast that He Lancheng was shocked to find that he couldn't detect the flow of true essence in this sword!

A sword like a ghost.

"It's a sad festival, remembering the border city from afar. The window is full of fireflies flying in autumn, and the moon is frosty." Ying Baoyue said softly, the sword in her hand kept on.

"The general divides the tigers and bamboos, and the warriors crouch in the dragon sand. Rampant and courageous, a battle to purify the demon atmosphere."

Xu Bingqing's sword was like thunder and fury, but the girl's last sword was extremely quiet, so quiet that it made everyone's heart tremble.

Swish!He Lancheng finally couldn't bear to draw his sword out of its sheath, he only knew in his heart that he couldn't go on like this, he only knew that he couldn't let Xu Bingqing and Ying Baoyue's sword meet.

This is just his intuition, but he is unwavering, if Ying Baoyue is allowed to complete this sword, something that Beihan Pavilion will regret is bound to happen!

The Qingyan sword and Juque sword collided at a speed like jade and stone being destroyed.

At this moment, everyone's breathing stopped for a moment.

With a bang, Ji Jiashu drew his sword out of its sheath.

The Chunlei sword was unsheathed.

Xu Yishan felt the pressure loosen all over his body, and stretched out his hand abruptly.

The Broken Water Sword was unsheathed.

There was the sound of clashing swords behind the crowd, and Ji Jiashu knew that it was the sound of Murong Feixing's Fengfa sword being unsheathed.

Only a very few people noticed the crisis, but no boy's sword was as fast as that girl's sword!
Everyone's eyes widened.

Bang Bang!
Sword and fire, thunder and lightning, wind and snow, cloud and water.

Life and death in an instant, life and death meet.

boom!
The moment the two swords met and were about to collide, a huge force rose from the center of the high platform, causing fireworks to explode, and the figures of Dongfang Yi, Li Ji and Ji Jiashu disappeared from the side of the platform at the same time.

Everyone's hearts are about to jump out of their mouths, looking at the sky full of water mist.

what happened?
Who's winning?
(End of this chapter)