Qin Guanxi understands everything now.

He finally knew why his father had not returned to the Qin family for so long, and he also understood why the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect wanted his life.

It's all him.

At the martial arts conference twenty years ago, it is estimated that his father killed the dark sword without paying attention, it was the son of the cave master, and it must be a blood feud.

"Dad, Dad, you're getting more and more pitted. ”

Qin Guanxi smiled bitterly, he had just abolished an apprentice in Longquan Cave, and counting the dark sword that was killed by his father twenty years ago, the new hatred and the old hatred, he and the Wanjian Sect were really in an endless situation.

"Young Master, you don't have to worry, we were invited by the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, as long as we are in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate for a day, they can't touch us. ”

Qin Guanxi understood, the implication of Shadow Guard's words was that he could do whatever he wanted out of the mountain gate of Huashan and the Wanjian Gate.

Indeed, in Wanjianmen, they can't do anything to Qin Guanxi because of the tongue of the rivers and lakes, but as long as they get out of the gate of Wanjianmen, Qin Guanxi's life and death have nothing to do with their Wanjianmen, according to the great hatred between Qin Guanxi and Wanjianmen, the people of Wanjianmen will definitely not let Qin Guanxi leave Huashan so lightly.

"Haha, it seems that I am really unlucky this time. ”

Having said that, Qin Guanxi's face did not have the slightest fear, knowing that all of his heart was becoming more and more calm.

Anyway, he won't leave Wanjianmen safely, it's better to kill a few more people from Wanjianmen while it's still safe, even if he is overshadowed by the people of Wanjianmen, he won't lose a few cushions.

"Otherwise, we'll sneak away before they find out."

Chu Hui weakly mentioned Jianyi, he understood Qin Guanxi's words, the father and son of the Qin family completely offended the Wanjian Gate, and this time it was a mortal situation.

Since Chu Hui planned to follow Qin Guanxi, he didn't want to die, he wanted to live to watch the Chu family grow again.

If you don't want to die, it's a big deal not to participate in this bullshit martial arts conference, so I sneaked away.

Qin Guanxi looked at Chu Hui with a smile, and said with white eyes: "I said Chu Hui, isn't it just a Ten Thousand Sword Sect, as for scaring you like this?"

"Isn't it?!"

Chu Hui smiled and sighed, "I said big brother, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect is known as the number one sect in Huaxia, and there are countless masters under the sect, there are only six of us, and I am a burden."

Chu Hui was right, the strength of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was really beyond their imagination, and Qin Guanxi was now in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and his life could be said to be completely covered by the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

"It's a big deal, boy, sometimes it's more painful to die than to live, but I haven't lived enough, and I don't think you have lived enough. ”

"It's true that I'm only in my twenties, and I really haven't lived enough"

Seeing Chu Hui nodding without hesitation, Qin Guanxi smiled and said, "It's good if you don't live enough, if you don't live enough, I have a way to let us continue to live." ”

A strong self-confidence suddenly came out of Qin Guanxi's bones, Qin Guanxi never said lies, since he said so, it proves that he has the ability to live.

"Well, I believe you. ”

Chu Hui, who was also infected by this powerful self-confidence, smiled and said, "As long as you can say that we can live, we will definitely be able to live." ”

"Just believe me, get it, go back to sleep, it's about to be the eighth day of the first month, and you'll see when the time comes. ”

"Hmm. ”

Qin Guanxi stayed in the mountains for a few days, except for the white-clothed swordsman he met that day, he didn't cause any trouble, and spent the days before the storm peacefully.

When the calendar flipped to the eighth, the whole Huashan was suddenly enveloped in a wonderful atmosphere.

It doesn't matter if it's scary, it's dull, it's exciting.

People from all walks of life, with different feelings, opened their eyes to the chirping of birds in the early morning.

The morning bell struck ten more times.

"Heroes and heroes from all walks of life, the master of the door has asked everyone to move to the Black Wood Cliff, sacrifice to the sky, and the competition begins. ”

A group of white-clothed swordsmen spread the news to everyone's ears when the morning bell rang, and on the eighth day of the first month, the martial arts competition was officially about to begin.

"Let's go, Blackwood Bluff. ”

Early in the morning, after Qin Guanxi finished washing, he and Chu Hui rushed to a steep cliff in Huashan with the flow of people, which was the place where the previous houses of Wanjianmen were held, Huashan Heimu Cliff.

Black Wood Cliff, Black Wood is named, legend has a sacred tree far away in China Mountain, it does not die for 10,000 years, when it turns into Black Wood, the thunder is not scorched, the wind blows immortal, it becomes the name of Black Wood Cliff.

The black oppressive crowd, countless figures, gathered in the Black Wood Cliff from all directions, today is a martial arts event once in 20 years in China, and today, almost all the heroes and heroes of China come.

Almost all of them, when they came to the Black Wood Cliff, their eyes were fiery looking at the ten stone platforms made of huge bluestones on the side of the Black Wood Cliff.

On these stone platforms, countless heroes and heroes who are famous all over the world were born.

On these ten stone platforms, they may become crippled, or they may be splashed with blood on the spot, but none of them are afraid when they come here, because what they want is to have a chance to become famous in one fell swoop.

Even though, this opportunity will cost them their lives.

"Heroes, I've been waiting here for a long time. ”

A voice clearly passed through the noisy crowd to Qin Guanxi's ears, and following the direction where everyone was looking, Qin Guanxi saw a middle-aged man on the stone platform at the front.

The standard dress of Wanjianmen, a long sword, seems to be very handsome with his back on his back, this middle-aged man's face is full of beard, and he does not have the elegance of the Wanjianmen people in Qin Guanxi's impression, but has a kind of wild roughness.

"He is the current master of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, Shadow Sword. ”

Shadow Wei introduced to Qin Guanxi with his ear, and after speaking, he said solemnly: "The people of the rivers and lakes say that the Shadow Sword is the number one master in the rivers and lakes, although it is a bit exaggerated, but it is undeniable that he is really strong. ”

Qin Guanxi nodded clearly, he could feel that the shadow sword standing on the stage was really like a sharp sword standing on the top of the mountain, giving him the feeling that the shadow sword seemed to be really a sword, ready to take people's heads at any time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day of the Huashan martial arts competition, and it is also the day of your friends with martial arts. ”

The mountain stream of the Black Wood Cliff echoed with his rough voice, and it also echoed in everyone's ears.

What a strong internal force.

"The old rule, there are ten rings here, and for the next seven days, the heroes can challenge each other and duel each other, and after seven days, the last person standing in each ring will be our champion, and our champion will be born from these champions. ”

Shadow Sword stood on the stage again and introduced the rules of the competition, in fact, it is nothing, the key is that as long as he has the ability, he can drive the rest of the opponents down.

It's a very rough way of playing, but Qin Guanxi likes this direct way very much.

The shadow sword, the sword behind it suddenly jumped out and hung in mid-air, a fierce sword qi passed through the void above everyone's heads, and the sword swept on the stone wall behind everyone, and there was a long sword mark.

Where the sword marks crossed, the two big characters of 'Sixty-Nine' suddenly appeared, this martial arts conference, to this day, has been held for more than 60 sessions, each time for 20 years, this Ten Thousand Swords Gate has been famous for thousands of years.

It's not a loss to be the No. 1 sect in China, and their family background alone makes them embarrassed.

"Hmmm. ”

There were a few more sword rays, and a group of white-clothed swordsmen surrounded the platform from all directions, and the swords were unsheathed.

"The rules of the competition, as long as one of the two sides falls off this stage or takes the initiative to surrender the other party, they can't continue to move, and those who violate the rules, don't blame the sword in the hands of my apprentices. ”

"On the rules of the sword, the personnel on both sides of the competition shall not be more than thirty years old, and those who violate the law will be killed!"

There are no rules, the essence of this competition is to promote the divine power of his Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and now the purpose has been achieved, and they don't want to see too many people die in their Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

The second rule is very easy to understand, if this competition is regardless of age, those dozens of years old monsters will have to fight with their juniors, how can they possibly fight.

This ring is for young people.

This rule is quite humane.

"Huh"

After the shadow sword finished speaking, a sharp light flashed, and the person had disappeared, Kansai looked at it fixedly, his speed was too fast, and he couldn't see his shadow anymore.

Black Wood Cliff, a thousand-year-old black wood, a burly figure, standing at the tip of the dead wood, immovable.

"This is also the rule of the competition, presided over by the master of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, if one of the two sides of the competition does not follow the rules, the shadow sword can be in charge of the law, kill!"

Qin Guanxi nodded and said that he understood, Shadow Sword is here, on the one hand, to maintain the order of the competition, and on the other hand, it is also to promote the leadership authority of his Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

There was silence, a silence that could be heard even by breathing.

No one comes to power first, and coming to power first means being attacked by more people, and the more severe the internal force is consumed, they are not fools, of course they want to save their strength and stay in the end.

"How many of you, are you over thirty?"

Qin Guanxi thought of the rules and glanced at the Shadow Four Guards, there are all kinds of masters here, whether it is good for them to practice their hands, it is also good for the growth of strength.

"Report to the young master, we are all the same age, and today we are all thirty-two years old, and we have passed the grade of the competition. ”

The Shadow Guard sighed with some pity after speaking, they also wanted to take this opportunity to fight with a few more people to check and fill in the gaps.

But now that they're past the age of the rules, they're not qualified to go up, which is a pity.

There was silence again.

Qin Guanxi looked at the figures of the people around him who were eager to try but did not come to the stage, shook his head and smiled, he could understand what these people were thinking, but Qin Guanxi had not thought about whether the body was consumed or not, with the Xuanjin Ring in his hand, his theoretical spiritual power was inexhaustible.

This time, it was the battle he wanted to become famous, and it was also the battle in which he improved himself.

"I'll come. ”