Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

The light shadow of the west sky completely dissipated, the eastern sunrise was rising, and the orange-gold light sprayed from the back of the distant mountain, stretching the shadow of the six stone pillars.

After watching the battle, everyone learned of Xiao Shiyun ’s identity.

"This man is a true evil, younger, more accurate than my master, did he start practicing in his mother's womb?"

"Maybe he is more powerful on paper? I heard that some people have this special talent, they are not good at self-cultivation, they are only good at guiding others. Look at the masters of Jianzun and Jingzhu, this is not the case."

"It makes sense to see that his cultivation practice is similar to ours ..."

At this moment, Meng Xueli came out with a sword, before reaching Cui Jing, Ji Xiao suddenly said: "This irregularity, I will end on behalf of Master."

Meng Xueli's sword was freely retracted, stopped in the air, suddenly quiet in the field, everyone was puzzled and puzzled.

Ji Xiao walked onto the patio: "Each team plays one game. You have played before and you have lost, but you are not convinced?"

Ji Xiao was talking, but his eyes crossed Cui Jing and landed in the far north. This is the second time he has looked in the direction of Hanshan after he came here.

The last time he looked up at the sky, Chukong Wuya felt his master's mind and rushed to Jingsi Valley.

The Divine Soldier has its own spirituality, and the beginning of the sky is more than a sword. It is the "media" that Ji Xiao stays in Hanshan. When Ji Xiao left Hanshan, she awakened it.

Cui Jingshen frowned deeply. At that time, by the lake, Meng Xueli was wearing a black cloak, with a group of freelancers and small sect disciples. Those people shouted strange slogans, and he didn't know Meng Xueli's identity at all.

Cui Jing said: "I'm not convinced. I have entered the country and I want to give it a try."

Someone outside the patio shouted: "Brother Cui, everyone else fights only once, you fight twice, it's not fair!"

Everyone was really curious about Xiao Zhiyun's combat power, and wanted to see how he made his sword. So many people echoed: "I just heard Xiao Daoyou answer my questions, I also entered the country, and I feel that I will break through soon. Go up and fight again? Brother Cui, you still have to win the Dao Xiao!

Cui Jing didn't speak well, and only said in a deep voice: "If you win, can you fight Elder Meng?"

Ji Xiao nodded: "Yes."

He approached Meng Xueli and put on the cloak for the little fellow. He whispered, "The disciple serves him, you rest for a while."

Meng Xueli: "You be careful."

He handed "Times of the Time" to Ji Xiao, who split it into two swords, took only one of the swords, and returned the other to Meng Xueli.

As a disciple's serving master, it is often necessary to serve tea and pour water, squeeze shoulders and rub back, to be considered filial. But this pair of masters and apprentices are of similar age, and Xiao Zhiyun is tall and tall, which is higher than Meng Xueli.

Therefore, although everyone knew that the two acted justly, they still had a weird sense of unclearness. There are even a few female practitioners who have just answered their questions through Xiao Shuyun, who are admiring his young and handsome, graceful appearance, and a trace of sourness in his heart, and then think about it, they are mentors and apprentices, Meng Xueli or Jianzun Taoren , These two are absolutely impossible.

Meng Xueli walked into the battle circle and smiled freely: "This time, I will explain. Let's look at the swords of the two sides of the battle, and the time of the hundred generations against the red fire. Well, they are all good. Then look at their position ..."

When he is in a good mood, he also talks a lot, and answering questions with Xiao Shiyun is completely in two styles. Xiao Zhiyun whispered and explained. Meng Xueli is lively and lively, and often has wonderful ideas. Everyone was touched by his language, staring at the patio.

...

In the Hanshan, thousands of miles away, in the Jingsi Valley Hall, the uncontrollable Chu Kong Wuya was shot down by the Silent Sword. Tai Heng's real sword pointed directly at Yu Qishu.

Yu Qishu closed his eyes subconsciously, and suddenly, his shoulders and shoulders were suddenly taken over by someone, and his figure rose.

The long night finally ended, with the morning light entering the hall, Qian Yuzhi flew into the hall, saved Yu Qishu with one hand, and pierced the sword with one hand.

This sword seems to be countless times calculated, as accurate as his account book.

The horrifying coercion of God's realm of terror that came across the face was resolved by the spring breeze in the face of Qian Yu. But his expression was dignified and his face was pale, not at all like his freehand movements. After abandoning the sword and going into business, he did not practice the sword anymore and neglected to fight. Although the cultivation progressed, the combat power retreated.

Yu Qi steadily landed, and once again turned out of the ghost gate, taking the opportunity to pick up the first empty, but at a loss.

See the head of Weiwei and shouted: "The beginning of the sky can break his body protection, do it quickly!"

Yu Qishu wanted to help, but the more anxious the more he collapsed: "It doesn't listen to me!" This sword has its own ideas.

The voice did not fall, Chukong Wuya suddenly stab forward, rushed forward with his body staggered, and a sword lifted away the sea sword.

The pressure on Qian Yu's shoulders suddenly diminished, and he said, "Good! Sword!"

Yu Qishu thought, this is the sword out of me. As if in the dark, an invisible force controlled the hilt, only with the help of his hands.

The power of the majestic Jiao Dan contained in Yu Qishu's body continued to flow into the swordless body of the beginning of the sky, and the sword body was as bright as a new cast.

Everyone didn't know the whole story, but Yu Qishu was holding a sword in his hands, like a toddler, swaying from left to right, and he seemed to have no way to do it, but he killed Taiheng with a real sleeve.

Tai Heng has never seen this person. He only knows that Xiao Chunyun, who has a congenital sword spirit body in Changchun Peak, has also moved his thoughts. He wonders where the "Yu Qishu" in front of him is coming. angry.

When he cooperated with Mingyue Lake, he envisioned all the possibilities tonight, including how to deal with Qian Yuzhi and Yuan Ziye when he rushed back to Hanshan temporarily, but he never thought about it. "One person, one sword reverses the world.

Because this is too unbelievable, like a joke from heaven.

The author has something to say: joke that rolls around.

In the midst of strategizing, you will win a thousand miles away!