"It's you, Taoist Xuanqingzi!"

Coarse linen clothes, middle-aged, his appearance looks a little decadent and gloomy, but he is full of absolute strength, holding black and white shoulders, surrounded by fierce killing intent, between steps, he came to the wall that did not exist on the roof.

In order to cultivate the strongest swordsmanship, he has been sleeping for a long time, and he has not achieved cultivation today, and he is full of anger, and a young man in a green shirt is floating in the depths of his cold eyes.

The next moment, the whole body was full of endless fighting spirit, for this person, he was no stranger, when he was in Xianyang City, that night, the other party killed many people in the eight swords of the king of Yue in one fell swoop.

If there was no Wen Xin to stop him, he would probably die, but he didn't die, and then he was sent to assassinate Chang'an Jun Chengqiao, the task was completed, and he embarked on the path of cultivation on his own.

Now, the first person I saw when I opened my eyes was him!

Even so, but now I am not the same person I was back then, I am one step closer to cultivation, I am not afraid of the other party, I hold my shoulders in both hands, staggered in front of me, and my fighting spirit is blooming, maybe it will be better to kill the other party and turn the other party into one of my own.

"Black and White Xuanjian!"

"Do you remember Wei Xinlingjun Wei Wuji ten years ago?"

This person, when he is a generation of sword heroes, how can the sword of Xuan Jian restrain the other party, and the other party's sword path is clearly distinguished, one hand is born, the other hand is dead, in the troubled times, it should be the right way for one's own body.

Standing on his side with one hand, the eagle sword automatically floated on his side, glanced at the black and white Xuan Qian, and then mentioned a person ten years ago, for this person, Xuan Jian should be no stranger.

Nearly ten years ago, Xinlingjun of Wei commanded the soldiers and horses of the country, attacked Qin together, and defeated the Qin army outside Hangu Pass, and even Meng Wu's father Meng Fu was defeated under Xinlingjun's hands.

In that battle, the Wei State Xinling Jun was famous all over the world, and his exploits directly caught up with the Qi State Meng Weijun decades ago, although he was not like Meng Weijun, broke through the Hangu Pass and entered the hinterland of the Qin State, which was already the biggest victory of the countries since the Battle of Changping.

However, the people of all countries praised Xinling Jun's bravery and wisdom and defeated the invincible Qin Dynasty, but who knew that when Xinling Jun unified the troops of the countries to invade Qin, countless people of Qin were killed in a region of thousands of miles outside Cuihan.

Among the countless people of the Qin State who were killed, there were two existences that Xuan Jian cared about very much, one was his beloved woman, and the other was his newborn child.

"Wei Wuji, he deserves to die, but it's a pity that he didn't die in my hands, and he couldn't avenge Yiyi and my son."

"Xuan Qingzi, you are very strong, I like it, I hope you will not be killed by my sword!"

It seems that Zhou Qing's words made the murderous and evil aura on Xuanqian's body even more intense than several times, and the violent strength was released, moving in a whirlwind, holding black and white swords in both hands, with an extremely bloodthirsty smile on his face.

The sword light roared, and instantly rushed to Zhou Qing.

"You're no match for me!"

Holding Yuan Guiyi with both hands, a condensed black and white Taiji diagram appeared in front of him, instantly reversing all the sword dao edges, and the strong force spread to Xuan Qian's body, and the whole person flew upside down dozens of zhang away, hitting the common people's wall not far away.

The blue light surging under his feet, walking against the wind, walking to Xuan Qian, looking at Xuan Qian, who had been slightly injured, silent, this person is a poor person, when all the beauty he cherishes does not exist, the world seems to be shattered.

"Black and White Xuanjian!"

Without flinching, he turned over and stood up from the ground, his double swords wrapped around the sharp edge, the blazing sun reflected a unique luster, and the cruel cold-blooded aura on his face never dissipated.

The two swords were intertwined, and the sword dao representing life and the sword dao representing death were touched, and they vaguely reached a different kind of balance, reaching a different kind of mixed element, and the sharp sword qi surged towards Zhou Qing, coming in an instant.

"Heaven and earth are tarnished!"

At a thought, the entire area within a radius of dozens of zhang turned into a place outside the world, and all kinds of colorful visions in the world did not exist, only the most primitive black and white remained, time stood still, and everything in everything stood still here.

For ordinary people, in the face of this level of heaven and earth, it is impossible for the body and mind to function, but for Xuan Qian, although he has been greatly suppressed, it is obvious that there is still no problem between movement and stillness.

Turning over his hand, he pressed down with one palm, waved the seal of both hands, and another mixed Taiji diagram appeared in this area, falling on the top of the black and white Xuan Qian's head, and the vast and boundless power fell, instantly completely suppressing Xuan Jian who was about to attack with a sword.

"Your kendo has a lot of potential, it's a pity to be defeated like this!"

"You...... Want to see your wife and children? ”

A wisp of Dao sound, like a heavenly sound, has not been stopped for a long time, mixed with unique means, swirling in the depths of the heart of black and white Xuanjian, this person's sword path seems to be a sword, but in fact, the foundation is still in "Lianshan".

That is the most original truth between heaven and earth, holding the black and white swords of life and death, the balance is unparalleled, quite in line with the Taoist mixed element, the mind is divided, in order to break into the higher, although subtle, however, after all, it is not the right way.

******

"Senior brother, your strength seems to be better than I imagined, it seems that you have not forgotten the teachings of the master, and you have not slackened as the chief swordsman of King Qin!"

Another hidden place in the north of Xinzheng City, it is a luxurious courtyard, the owner is a wealthy businessman in Xinzheng, who is specific, it is very secret, but it seems that the business is not small, and there are many servants inside.

In the elegant courtyard full of the essence of Zhou etiquette, at this moment, there are not many servants in it, there may be some in the front yard, but there is not a single one in the wider area at the back.

Pavilions and pavilions, eaves and fine corners, green bamboo forests stand in it, green willows shade it, spring is full of life, the whole courtyard is full of endless vitality, rockeries are dotted, the corridor is endless, it is very good.

However, in the corner of the courtyard at the back, in an area where you can advance, retreat, attack, defend, and look down on the invisible, there are two figures standing steadily, both of them so arrogant and cold.

Dressed in blue and white suits, light and unassuming, the delicate short hair is neat and neat, slightly covering the handsome face, each hand has bracers made of fine iron, and a dark blue cloak behind him, holding a sharp blade, standing quietly.

In the eyes, the senior brother has changed a lot compared to when he first came down the mountain, but it is a pity that as a disciple of the Ghost Valley, he actually went to be the chief swordsman of King Qin, instead of the mission of the Ghost Valley that the master has been teaching.

As a disciple of the Guigu, when he is angry, the princes are afraid, and if he lives in peace, the world will rest, every disciple of the Guigu must be a person feared by the nations.

"Xiaozhuang!"

"What about you? Are you still clinging to the teachings of your master? ”

Gai Nie heard the sound, the expression on the cold handsome face remained unchanged, looking at the two figures who were talking in the courtyard below, his body turned slightly, and looked at his junior brother, he has been staying in Xinzheng for several years after going down the mountain, and what is it for!