Unparalleled Sword Sovereign

Some people have dreamt of butterflies, but they don't know the truth and illusion.

Su Chunsheng, however, is very clear that he is in the illusion, but he does not want to wake up.

I've met the devil Sun Yat Sen and the sword slave Su PU.

So, Su Chunsheng suddenly realized that if this illusion could come with his mind, could he see those relatives who had loved him?

Su Chunsheng gently closed his eyes and the darkness came back.

Once you open your eyes, you will see the magnificent jiuxiao mountain.

Not long ago, Su Chunsheng went to jiuxiao mountain, which is already very desolate. Now, standing in front of Su Chunsheng's eyes, jiuxiao mountain is full of vitality. The stone steps are neat and clean.

Su Chunsheng walked up the stone steps, but he had some unexpected expectations in his heart.

If only I could see you again?

The stone steps are long, and Su Chunsheng's steps are hard. He is afraid that the illusory world will collapse in an instant. He is even more afraid of climbing the mountain top, but he can't see the people he wants to see.

The world is so real that Su Chunsheng thinks it is true.

Walking slowly along the stone steps, you soon arrive at the pavilion on the hillside. On the pavilion, there are still some exquisite food, just like the jiuxiao sword sect in the early years.

However, on the pavilion at the moment, there is a figure that Su Chunsheng has never seen.

The name of the pavilion is broken willow, which means farewell.

However, the man did not mean to leave. Instead, he was holding a sword and sitting on the stone bench, as if waiting for someone.

Seeing Su Chunsheng appear under the pavilion, the middle-aged man turns his head slightly, smiles gently and looks simple and honest.

Su Chunsheng was a little stunned, but he couldn't remember who he was.

It is reasonable to say that since the illusory world can be changed with one's own ideas, it is absolutely impossible to have a person whom one has never known.

The middle-aged man, holding the heavy sword in his arms, said in a deep voice, "Chunsheng, let's stop here."

Su Chunsheng looks puzzled, puzzled: "you are?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer. Instead, he pointed to the top of the mountain and said, "now you've seen the scenery on the mountain. Why do you have to be obsessed?"

Su Chunsheng looked up at the lush top of the mountain and said, "I'm not willing. I just want to see you again."

The man had already got up, crossed the pavilion and said, "no, you know, the longer you stay in this world, the more severe the loss of Qi will be. If you go to the top of the mountain, the Su family's fortune accumulated for thousands of years will become someone else's wedding dress. "

Su Chunsheng was shocked and said, "is this world related to Qi Yun?"

But the middle-aged man turned his lips and said, "there's nothing good about the girls of guantianzong. They can't stand the people who are very lucky, especially Su Chunsheng. They almost bear most of the Qi luck of the Central Plains kendo. Naturally, they want to use up your Qi luck."

"Why?" Su Chunsheng is puzzled.

"Those women have a lot of heart to do things. He said that he wanted to share Qi and fortune equally for the whole world and make it stable and lasting. " The middle-aged man looked disdainful and said, "it's just that these people are all picking up soft persimmons. When jiuxiao sword clan was strong, they didn't see their shadow. Later, after the collapse of the Su family, those people asked where you were going. Now you've sent them to the door, so they're not polite."

Su Chunsheng suddenly thought of a possibility and asked, "is there any connection between guantianzong and qintiange?"

The man shook his head and said, "this is not really there. Now the qintian pavilion has established a rule to prevent those women from entering the Central Plains, otherwise they will be killed. "

Su Chunsheng was relieved. It was the best.

However, Su Chunsheng did not leave, but still looked up at the top of the mountain, some hesitation.

"Chunsheng, go down the mountain quickly."

The man seemed a little anxious.

Su Chunsheng still didn't want to leave. He just looked up at the top of the mountain and said in a soft voice, "can't you really take a look at it? A glance is good. "

The middle-aged man stopped Su Chunsheng's way and said angrily: "leave quickly! Otherwise, it's really going to be cheaper for those women! The fortune accumulated by the Su family can't be consumed like this! "

Su Chunsheng looks tangled.

The man was even more irritated and jumped to his feet and scolded: "up! You stupid doll! Do you really want to give your parents' hard work to others? "

Su Chunsheng just took back his sight, but his eyes were slightly red and choked, saying: "just one eye is good."

"Down the mountain!"

The man was so angry that he took a step forward and kicked Su Chunsheng out.

Su Chunsheng suddenly closed his eyes.

"Chunsheng, take care of yourself."

Ear, suddenly sounded a gentle tone.

Su Chunsheng closed his eyes tightly and tears fell from the corner of his eyes.

"Mother..."

At the next moment, the darkness returned to all sides.

Hundreds of miles away, on the jiuxiao mountain.

The middle-aged man, who had just ascended the mountain, was carrying the heavy sword. Slowly walk out of the willow Pavilion on the hillside and look up to the south.

"A bunch of crazy women! Do you really think jiuxiao sword clan is so easy to bully? "

"Now, there are su family boys in jiuxiao sword sect. Don't forget me, Chu Tiangang!"

The next moment, the middle-aged man, who had just entered jiuxiao mountain, yelled angrily, and his strong sword suddenly knocked into the ground.

On the South China Sea, there was a loud noise, and a huge tornado appeared directly from the sea, which was spectacular.

The scroll still held in the hands of the woman in white suddenly made a slight sound.

Then, the cracks appeared on the scroll, and then gradually enlarged.

The woman in white with the scroll was shocked.

The next moment, the air engine in the scroll is full-bodied everywhere, and the previous simple momentum suddenly emerges.

A figure shot out along the scroll.

Bang!

A slight sound came out again, and the mysterious scroll, which had been so simple before, broke up in an instant, turned into ashes and scattered everywhere.

Su Chunsheng's figure immediately appeared on the South China Sea.

Su Chunsheng, holding the Chixiao sword in one hand, floats on the sea and is extremely gloomy.

On the seashore with towering boulders, the young monk Shuan came with a woman in purple. He happened to see the huge waves and tornadoes rising above the sea.

"Sure enough, there was a fight! I didn't expect that the young benefactor was so powerful that he didn't know if he could kill those people who pretended to be gods and ghosts. "

"Bah bah, monks don't talk about killing."

The monk was shocked and annoyed.

The woman in purple, on the other hand, stood in the same place with silly eyes and never recovered for a long time.

In the distance, there was a big figure rushing forward with a strong momentum.