Song of Adolescence

Tang Lian looked at Xiao Se: "Is it someone from the dark river?"

"No, this person's breath." Xiao Se said quietly after drinking a glass of wine, "There is an indescribable familiarity."

"I'll go." Lei Wujie stood up and raised the sword, "Knock it on like this, it's like a soul-stirring, annoying people."

Zhenzhu took a step back in a daze, Tang Lian took her a step back and sat down, and smiled at her: "It's okay."

"Boom, boom, boom." With three more knocks on the door, Lei Wujie stopped, and the sword in the center of his hand vibrated.

"Huh?" Pearl covered her mouth in surprise, "What the **** is going on?"

Xiao Se poured himself another glass of wine and said softly: "Little girl, this thing tells you, don't greet others to come home for dinner easily in the future, especially strange men. You were born in this fishing city and didn't know the people outside. It's actually very bad."

Pearl looked at Lei Wujie, then at Xiao Se, and finally at Tang Lian.

Tang Lian gently knocked on the stone table with her fingers: "But you are lucky, we are good people outside. But the one who knocked on the door..."

Before Tang Lian had finished speaking, the knock on the door suddenly stopped. A leaf on the ground floated gently, and a figure was standing in front of the door. He was tall and thin, holding a long sword, and wearing a purple dress with the moonlight, with an indescribable gloom.

"Ghost." Pearl's eyes widened.

"It's not a ghost," Xiao Se said solemnly, "It's someone who specializes in catching ghosts."

Lei Wujie took a sudden step forward, and he swung his sword out, rolling up the fallen leaves all over the floor. The man in purple also gently lifted the long sword in his hand, and screamed: "Stop!"

The fallen leaves all over the floor were suddenly torn into pieces, and the figure of the purple-clothed man flashed, already holding the sword to Lei Wujie's side. Lei Wujie turned around, and the man's long sword brushed his chest. He was in the moonlight, and saw that the purple-clothed man's sword was actually covered with talisman seals, and the yellow talisman seals floated and dangling with the sword wind, which was indescribably terrifying.

Both of them were useless with a sword. Lei Wujie turned around and murmured: "I've heard of your sword. Although it is a famous sword, it is not included in the sword spectrum because there are too many dead souls under the sword and too heavy hostility. I had to rely on the Qin Tianjian to make it with a talisman. The name of this sword is Yuanyan, and it is a portable sword worn by the founding emperor when he went to battle. Who are you and how can you own this sword?"

The purple clothed man ignored him, and just said to himself: "I also recognize your sword, the fourth of the world's famous swords——Xin, are you Li Xinyue's son?"

"How?" Lei Wujie raised his eyebrows.

"Your swordsmanship is far worse than the Azure Dragon Envoy." The man in purple jumped up and jumped to Lei Wujie's side, his long sword slashed down suddenly, and there was a ghost crying in the sword body. ll.

"Okay, let you take a look!" Lei Wujie smiled slightly, lifted his sword upwards, and set off a thunderstorm on the ground.

When the two swords collided, Lei Wujie suddenly felt like falling into hell. The roaring sound of Li ghost sounded constantly in the ear, and the talisman seal on the long sword was fluttering, as if something terrible was about to break free from the long sword. He swung his sword with his right hand and gave a sharp punch with his left hand.

Arhat Fu Mo Fist!

"This punch is still a little bit like." The ghost whistling dissipated instantly, and the purple-clothed man held the sword high, scattered into countless sword shadows under the moonlight.

"Moon Shadow Sword?" Tang Lian was taken aback. He had seen this kung fu in the hands of the killer Yue Ji, who used this sword technique to defeat Lei Wujie.

"No, it's not Moon Shadow Sword." Xiao Se said solemnly, "This sword technique is called Shadow Moon."

"The difference between Moon Shadow and Shadow Moon is." Tang Lian raised her eyebrows and suddenly shouted, "Lei Wujie, those are not phantoms!"

"I know!" Lei Wujie's eyes turned red in an instant. He swung out his heart sword and forcibly blocked the sword shadows. His feet sank an inch into the ground, and he was forced to retreat more than ten steps by the sword spirit. , Leaving a long gully.

"Be careful!" Zhenzhu exclaimed. When she was a child, she had heard stories of knights from the rivers and lakes, but the first time she saw someone fighting and fighting so fascinatingly, she had already exclaimed tens of thousands in her heart, and she didn't know where she was. In what a dangerous situation.

Tang Lian glanced at Xiao Se: "Do I need to help him?"

Xiao Se shook his head and asked: "Big brother, is the soup ready?"

Tang Lian was taken aback for a moment: "Okay. Give you a bowl?"

"Thank you, then." Xiao Se took Tang Liansheng's soup, took a sip after blowing it lightly, closed his eyes and tasted it, "It really is delicious." Lei Wujie turned his head angrily. Looking at Xiao Se, Xiao Se put down the bowl and looked at him innocently: "Lei Shaoxia, fight. You are so brave and unparalleled in the world, can't you still beat him?"

The purple-clothed man looked at Lei Wujie from a distance with his sword: "You really can't stop me with a sword that just enters the realm of comfort."

"So, are you the master who entered the Xiaoyao Heaven Realm?" Lei Wujie snorted coldly.

"Freedom has the shackles, and I am free to do what I do. Some people think that Ji Ruofeng's classification of the four martial arts realms back then only refers to the level of force, which is the ignorance of the world, and these four realms refer to the realm of human beings. My identity is shackles. , My sword is also a shackle, and I will never enter the Freedom Realm in my life. But I can kill Xiaoyao with ease, this is my realm." The man in purple whispered, and he swung his long sword. Three talisman seals floated down, revealing the cold light of the long sword.

"Kill Xiaoyao with ease!" Tang Lian was taken aback, "Are you father-in-law Jinwei?"

"If it is not for the sword master, who in the world is qualified to wear the Yuanyan used by the first emperor?" Xiao Se sighed, "Lei Wujie, step back, you can't beat him."

"Who said I couldn't beat it?" Lei Wujie said angrily.

"Among the Five Supervisors of the Apocalypse, except for Jinxuan Supervisor's slightly better skill, the other four father-in-laws are almost equal in martial arts. You have seen Jinxian's swordsmanship in Dafanyin Temple, do you think you can beat it? Don't forget your ability to faint as soon as you enter the realm of heaven." Xiao Se sneered.

Lei Wujie frowned slightly. He hadn't exerted all his strength just now, and the few swords he had with Father Jinwei were just tests. He didn't think that the opponent's strength could be as strong as Wuxin's strength in Dafanyin Temple that day. Xiao Se seemed to see through his question and continued: "The sword in Father Jinwei's hand is a shackle to suppress himself. He is the strongest among the five prisons. The character on the sword suppresses Jian Xin, and It's his killing intent. If all the characters above are scattered, we will not be able to do without here today."

"Big brother!" Lei Wujie suddenly yelled.

"What?" Tang Lian was taken aback.

"Us!" Lei Wujie looked righteous, "Go together!"

Tang Lian smiled and shook her head: "I think Father Jinwei is innocent. Why not sit down, have a bowl of soup and talk?"