"Go to Lonely Mountain City, Jianfu Post House, and take a batch of herbs back to the mountain. [This article is from]"

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 this year, which is very good." ”

For Liang Qiufeng, he was deeply impressed. Every time a teenager chooses a task, it is quite difficult to choose. On the surface, they are all beyond the range of strength. However, each time, Liang Qiufeng did a great job, and he never made a half-point difference.

After receiving the task file and the token, Liang Qiufeng read it carefully, and clenched his fists: "I will set off now, and I will not dishonor my mission." ”

This task is of a designated nature, to Gushan City, which is five thousand miles away in the northeast, to receive a batch of medicinal herbs and return to the Sword Mansion.

Gushan City, much smaller than Zhongnan City, but bordering the Ali Mountains, has a dense flow of people, and trade is extremely prosperous. The Jungnan Sword Mansion has a post house in the city, which is responsible for the purchase of medicinal herbs and various materials. Every once in a while, the Sword Mansion would send someone to collect it.

After receiving the task, he went home and told him a few words, and told the sample to stay and accompany the girl.

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

Thinking of the cruel words that Zhou Wenbo said when he left that day, he said that if Liang Qiufeng went down the mountain, he would lose the protection of the Sword Mansion and would have no return, so he was very worried.

Liang Qiufeng smiled and said, "It's okay, I have my own measure...... Besides, no matter what, I can't be scared and cowered in the mountains forever. ”

If a person is frightened and stagnant because of threats, then his future is over, and he will not be able to make progress.

Then he said goodbye, went down the mountain to Zhongnan Town, led the horse from the foster home, rode up, and galloped along the path to Lonely Mountain City.

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

The climate was sluggish, and Liang Qiufeng suddenly felt murderous.

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

The old man was not a passerby, and he carried a long, narrow sword, the hilt of which was at ear level, and the tip of the sword hung diagonally almost to the ground.

This is really the sword he uses.

The long sword is unsheathed, and the sword body is bronze in color, which looks ordinary.

Liang Qiufeng grabbed the reins, stopped the horses, and looked at the old man: "It's you?"

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

Liang Qiufeng sneered: "I didn't expect Zhou Wenbo to be so impatient and want to kill me." If he cannibalizes with the same family, he is not afraid that the Sword Mansion will investigate and impose severe punishments?"

The old man said slowly: "The surname is Liang, you are wrong, what does your death have to do with my young master? ”

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

Liang Qiufeng said sharply: "Do you think that in this way, you can get out of the relationship and push it all away?"

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

After speaking, his waist was straight, straight as a gun, and his originally cloudy eyes were instantly sharp. The whole person seems to be dozens of years younger, and there is an inexplicable violent momentum that erupts-

"Not good!"

Liang Qiufeng was alarmed, and when he couldn't make a move, his body took off and flew off the horse.

Swish!

The sword was sharp and roaring.

A large stream of blood gushed out, and the long sword did not hit Liang Qiufeng, but cut off a good horse's head, and the bones rolled on the ground.

With a sword severed, the healthy horse didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground and died.

is such a powerful swordsmanship, with one move, it cuts off all the vitality of the horse.

Liang Qiufeng's eyes shrank, and he felt an incomparable sense of crisis - he recently went down the mountain to do a mission, killing thieves from all walks of life, and many of them overstepped the level and broke the enemy.

However, he knew very well in his heart that most of the recklessness on the rivers and lakes were scattered by the guerrillas, and their own cultivation depended on time to pile up, and the martial arts and equipment were good. In this way, the comprehensive strength is greatly reduced, and only then can he be killed by leapfrogging.

At present, the old man who intercepted and killed halfway was shot with a sword, fast and domineering, and had the demeanor of everyone, which was obviously not comparable to those thieves who were in the wild way.

"Boy, quickly lead your neck and wait to be killed, let me cut off your head and go back to life. My young master, waiting in the mountains is in a hurry. ”

The old man's sword pointed at the ground, and drops of blood flowed, forming a pool of blood on the ground in a moment.

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

The old man laughed: "It's not a sin to be young and frivolous, and the sin is not knowing how to advance or retreat." When you die, you still have a hard mouth, accept your life!"

The body unfolded, and the sword slashed at the head.

His swordsmanship is not fast, but it is extremely powerful, and the sound of breaking the wind is whining, and it can disturb people's hearts and minds.

Liang Qiufeng woke up the twelve points of spirit, paid full attention, and relied on the perfect fit of "Seven Star Steps" and "Nineteen Swords Chasing the Wind" to fight back.

"Well, sure enough, there were two hits. I heard that you have been learning swords for less than a year, and you can actually practice sword steps, if you grow up, then you can't become a fierce rival ......of the young master?

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

After speaking, the sword momentum changed, and every move was wrapped in a suffocating oppressive force.

Sonor!

Swords collide and sparks burst out.

Sonorous!

Collision quickly, I don't know how many times it sounded in the blink of an eye.

Every time he hit, Liang Qiufeng felt like he had been hit hard in the heart, and his blood was scattered. But as long as one move is not caught, the opponent's long sword will directly pierce the heart and lungs.

Looking at the pale Liang Qiufeng, the old man laughed heartily: "I have to say, you can take the old man's thirty-nine swords, which really surprises me." Maybe your qualifications have surpassed my young master, and in time, you will definitely not be in the pool. But now, everything will be in the clouds. You don't have time, and a dead genius is no longer a genius, but a lifeless corpse!"

Liang Qiu Feng retreated while fighting, but at this time he had retreated into the woods, with a towering tree at his back.

Behind, there is no way back.

The old man's face was hideous, and he shouted: "The surname is Liang, see where you can retreat, give me death!"

Liang Qiufeng shouted violently: "Senior Brother Zhang, if you don't have a sword yet, when will you wait?"

"What?"

The old man almost suspected that he had misheard, or that it was just the other party's suspicious tactics and bluffing.

Call!

The wind was strong, and a cloud of sword light came down from above, surging towards the old man.