Who is fighting

"Go to Gushan City, Jianfu Posthouse, and pick up a batch of medicinal herbs back to the mountain."

At the task registration office, the old man said to Liang Qiufeng with a smile: "Complete this task, you have completed all the quota tasks for this year, very good."

For Liang Qiufeng, he was deeply impressed.Every time the teenager chooses a mission, it is quite difficult to choose.On the surface, they all exceed the scope of strength.However, every time, Liang Qiufeng performed brilliantly and went back to the mountain to deliver the goods without any mistakes.

After receiving the mission file and the token, Liang Qiufeng read it carefully, and clasped his fists together: "I'm going to set out now, and I will definitely fulfill my mission."

This task belongs to the assigned surname, to go to Gushan City, five thousand miles away to the northeast, to receive a batch of medicinal herbs and bring them back to the Sword Mansion.

Gushan City is much smaller than Zhongnan City, but it borders the Ali Mountains, with a dense flow of people and extremely prosperous trade.The Zhongnan Sword Mansion has a post house in the city, which is responsible for purchasing medicinal herbs and various materials.Every so often, the Sword Mansion will send people to collect them.

After receiving the task, he went home and told Yaoyao a few words, and ordered Xiao Yang to stay and accompany the girl.

"Little brother, is it dangerous for you to go down the mountain now?"

Thinking of Zhou Wenbo's harsh words when he left that day, saying that if Liang Qiufeng went down the mountain, he would lose the protection of the Sword House and never return, so Yaoyao was very worried.

Liang Qiufeng smiled and said: "It's okay, I have my own measure... Besides, no matter what, I can't hide on the mountain forever because of fear."

If a person is afraid because of threats and stops moving forward, then his future will come to an end and he will not be able to make progress.

Then he bid farewell, went down the mountain to Zhongnan Town, took the horse from the foster care, rode on it, and galloped along the path to Gushan City.

In autumn, the sky is high and the air is crisp, the wind blows the leaves and rustles.There are fallen leaves flying, yellow and red, like butterflies fluttering their wings.

The climate was bleak, and Liang Qiufeng suddenly felt a murderous aura.

This section of the road is far away from Zhongnan Mountain, high mountains and dense forests, remote and uninhabited, and an old man with gray hair appeared in front of the road.

The old man was not a passer-by, and he carried a long and narrow sword on his back. The hilt was as high as his ear, and the tip of the sword hanging obliquely almost touched the ground.

This is really the sword he used.

The long sword has no sheath, and the blade is bronze in color, which looks ordinary.

Liang Qiufeng reined in the reins, stopped the horse, and looked at the old man: "Is that you?"

The old man grinned, his teeth were loose: "It seems that you are not as smart as you imagined. In fact, there are some things that you should have thought of since the moment you decided to go down the mountain."

Liang Qiufeng sneered: "I didn't expect Zhou Wenbo to be so impatient to put me to death. If the same sect fights each other, he won't be afraid that the Sword House will pursue him and impose severe punishment?"

The old man said slowly: "Liang, you are wrong. What does your death have to do with my young master? I am the murderer."

"But you are the sword servant that Zhou Wenbo brought up the mountain!"

Liang Qiufeng said sharply: "Do you think that if you do this, you can break away from the relationship and get rid of everything?"

The old man slowly untied the long sword on his back and held it in his hand like a precious treasure: "Liang Qiufeng, you are not only not smart, but also extremely stupid. Until now, you still think that the protection of the Sword Mansion can be meticulous, and you can try everything .”

After finishing speaking, he straightened his waist and straightened like a gun; his muddy eyes suddenly became sharp like awns.The whole person seemed to be decades younger, and there was an inexplicable violent momentum——

"not good!"

Liang Qiufeng felt a warning sign, when there was no time left, his body flew into the air and flew off his horse.

Swish!

The sharp edge of the sword came roaring.

A large stream of blood spurted out, the long sword missed Liang Qiufeng, but cut off a big horse's head, rolling on the ground.

With one blow of the sword, Jianma fell to the ground and died before he even had time to cry out.

What a powerful swordsmanship, with one move, all the vitality of the horse was cut off.

Liang Qiufeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt an unparalleled sense of crisis—he recently went down the mountain to do missions, killing all kinds of thieves, and he often made leaps and bounds to defeat the enemy.

However, he knew very well in his heart that most of the reckless people in the rivers and lakes were wandering soldiers, and his own cultivation was accumulated over time, and his skills, martial arts, and equipment were all good.In this way, the overall strength is greatly reduced, and only then can they be killed by leapfrogging.

Right now, the old man who was intercepted in the middle of the road, with a sword, swift and domineering, has the demeanor of everyone, which is obviously not comparable to those wild bandits.

"Boy, hurry up and wait to be killed. Let me cut off your head and return to your life. My young master, wait on the mountain."

The old man pointed his sword at the ground, and drops of blood flowed down, forming a pool of blood on the ground for a moment.

Liang Qiufeng drew his sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Old man, if you want to kill me, let's see if you have the ability."

The old man laughed: "It is not a crime to be young and frivolous, it is a crime to not know how to advance or retreat. When you are about to die, you are still stubborn. Take your life!"

The figure unfolded, and a sword struck at the head.

His swordsmanship is not fast, but it is extremely fierce, and the sound of breaking the wind can be heard first, which can disturb people's mind and fighting spirit.

Liang Qiufeng woke up to [-] points of energy and concentrated on it. Relying on the perfect combination of "Seven Star Steps" and "Nineteen Swords of Chasing the Wind", Youdou fought back.

"Okay, sure enough. I heard that you have learned swordsmanship for less than a year, and you can actually practice sword steps. If you grow up, you can't become the young master's rival? You can't keep it, really you can't keep it..."

The old man's eyes brightened: "It's just that young people are young people after all, and they are always lacking in heat. Now, this old man will let you see how desperate the gap in strength is!"

After speaking, the sword's posture changed, and every move was filled with suffocating oppressive power.

Keng!

Swords clashed, sparks shot out.

Klang-kang-kang!

There was a quick collision, and I don't know how many times it rang in the blink of an eye.

Every time there was an impact, Liang Qiufeng felt as if he had been hit hard on the heart, and his blood was scattered.But as long as one move is missed, the opponent's long sword will directly pierce the heart and lungs.

Looking at the pale-faced Liang Qiufeng, the old man laughed heartily: "I have to say, I was really surprised that you were able to receive the old man's 39 swords. Maybe your aptitude surpassed my young master's. In time, you will surely be The thing in the pond. But now, everything will turn into smoke. You have no time, and the dead genius is no longer a genius, but a lifeless corpse!"

Liang Qiufeng retreated while fighting, but at this time he had retreated into the woods, leaning against a towering tree.

Behind, there is no way back.

The old man showed a ferocious face, and shouted: "Surnamed Liang, see where you can retreat, die for me!"

Liang Qiufeng yelled suddenly: "Senior brother Zhang, if you haven't drawn your sword yet, when will you wait?"

"what?"

The old man almost suspected that he heard it wrong, or it was just the other party's suspicion and bluffing.

call!

There was a strong wind, and a mass of sword light rushed towards the old man from top to bottom.

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