All over the sky, the sword was repaired, and the sword was kept in line, from the south of Dashuo to the north.

Jianxiu passes through many cities, mountains and villages, mountains and rivers.

In the bustling city, someone screamed at the sky, which attracted people to look up. Pedestrians looked shocked and surprised. On the country road, there is a swordsman in the river and lake. He looks up at the sky, stunned and full of envy. You Wudao's people, feeling the flow of sword Qi, are unconsciously red eyes. There is an old man leaning against the edge of the courtyard wall. When he saw this, he burst into tears and recalled the past when he was young and frivolous. There is a person with an evil heart, but he is trembling, creeping and trembling.

It was slow and spectacular, but it attracted too many people's attention.

There are also people who are familiar with the river and the lake. At a glance, they guessed that these swordsmen came from the jiuxiao sword sect, the backbone of the Central Plains Kendo, and they yearned more and more.

As a matter of fact, this is not the first time that jiuxiao Jianzong's Jianxiu went northward. It's just that compared with the last time he went to leidaomen, on the one hand, more people noticed this time in broad daylight. On the other hand, the scale of this time's Jianxiu went northward is much larger than before.

After seeing the scene of Jianxiu crossing the border, everyone was wondering what happened to Jianxiu's journey to the north. However, after all, no one can answer, just amazing. In the following decades of the river and lake, this trip to the North has become a beautiful talk that everyone envies and a magnificent scenery that people in the river and lake want.

In Qingzhou, it is on the post road which is rarely visited.

Su Chunsheng got up and walked to the edge of the post road after he was slightly absent-minded. He looked at the old man who had suddenly visited here, grinned gently, bowed and said, "sir."

The old man nodded but looked bitter.

The old man is no other than Xu Kuang, the great master of Confucianism and Taoism who has been wandering the river and lake all this time.

However, their meeting time was earlier than expected.

Su Chunsheng and Xu Kuang both know what this meeting means.

After settling the grudge between the Su family and the Dashuo royal family, Su Chunsheng has never been in a hurry to return to jiuxiao Jianzong, or go to Yuntian academy, just a seemingly leisurely tour of the world. But in fact, this kind of indifferent time is not much, because the ghosts are covetous and may attack Jianshan at any time, and Su Chunsheng must also go to Jianshan.

The emergence of Xu Kuang means that the real race war has begun.

Xu Kuang looked at Su Chunsheng, who was a little helpless. His bitter expression became more ugly. He walked slowly to Su Chunsheng, stretched out his thin hand, patted Su Chunsheng on his thicker shoulder, and said: "Chunsheng, if you don't want to go, you really won't go. Now you are the only one left in the Su family. No matter who you are, you will be considerate. "

Su Chunsheng shook his head with a smile and said, "the Su family will never be absent in the battle of Jianshan."

Xu Kuang breathed out a breath and looked up at the student who had completely grown into a sword immortal. His vision was a little blurred.

As a matter of fact, whether Su Chunsheng will go to Jianshan or not, Jianshan convenience has never been fastidious. Even after the last battle of qintian Pavilion, the old man of Hantian Jianzhong also appeared and asked whether Su Chunsheng would go to Jianshan, mostly to give Su Chunsheng a way out. After all, today's jiuxiao sword sect is no longer the prosperous jiuxiao sword sect of the Su family. Su Chunsheng is the only one left in the Su family. On the Jianshan mountain, there are too many amazing and gorgeous masters who fall and die in the war. No one wants Su Chunsheng to be the next.

But Su Chunsheng still chose to go, because that was the style of the Su family all the time, the most proud glory of the Su family.

Seeing Xu Kuang's manner, Su Chunsheng grinned and joked: "Mr. Xu, your students are now a great sword immortal. They will shine on Jianshan. Don't worry."

Hearing this, Xu Kuang's face finally looked better and nodded.

Their voices are not very loud, but they also attract the attention of Lei Xing and others. Lei Xing and he value, who had been resting, got up one after another and appeared on one side of the post road. Seeing Su Chunsheng chatting with the inexplicable old man, they all got together.

Su Chunsheng introduces his husband to the public with a smile. Lei Xing, who has guessed Su Chunsheng's identity, is even more frightened and bows to salute in a hurry. As for he value and others, although they don't know Xu Kuang's identity, they also know the importance and hurry to salute. After all, in their eyes, Su Chunsheng is a great master. The person who can become Mr. Su Chunsheng is certainly not a simple person.

As for the woman Lu nian'an, she also woke up, but she just stood not far away, looking at Su Chunsheng and the others, as if she was still sulking. It can be seen that Lu nian'an has a good feeling for Su Chunsheng, but Su Chunsheng's attitude really makes Lu nian'an feel puzzled and dissatisfied. In addition, the girl's thin skin makes her bear not to speak to Su Chunsheng.

At this time, there was a flow of Qi in the sky.

All the people standing at the edge of the post road turned their heads and looked to the sky.

Su Chunsheng was the first to feel it. He just looked up at the distance. He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. Xu Kuang, an old man, seemed to like the scene very much, so he grinned.

As for Lei Xing and others, they were stunned at first, and then they looked shocked.

Because in the sky, there are hundreds of sword practitioners. The imperial sword flies in the sky, magnificent and magnificent, straight to the direction of Su Chunsheng and others.

Lu nianan, who was originally in the forest of the post road, didn't feel the flow of Qi, but when he saw that all the people were looking at the sky, he also subconsciously looked at the sky, and then he was shocked.

The hundreds of swordsmen were mighty and seemed to walk slowly, but they soon flew over the heads of the people. The leader, dressed in white, trampled on the huge broad sword under his feet, was in high spirits. After seeing Su Chunsheng and his party, the leader waved his hand, and hundreds of swordsmen stopped and hovered in the air.

Then, a voice rang out, which made the swordsmen on the ground completely stupid, like being struck by thunder.

"All the disciples of jiuxiao sword sect have met suchunsheng!"

Chu Tiangang, the leader, cheered in a loud voice. His voice was like a bell. It spread all over the wild mountains and the whole territory of Qingzhou, so that in many parts of the Central Plains, the martial artists with a little accomplishments heard it clearly.

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