A figure sits in front of the window, the moonlight shines through the window, reflecting a blurred figure, the whole room is very simple, the figure sits motionless in front of the window, the whole person seems to be completely integrated with the night, the night must be lonely, so you can only pass the loneliness of the night in different ways.

The night was as cold as water, a sword was placed in front of him, gently stroked, and a coolness came out through his fingers, feeling familiar and unfamiliar.

The man sighed and stood up, the shadows stretched long in the moonlight, the clothes on his body were not elegant, and his hair was also casually tied behind his head, if he walked down the street, he would inevitably be associated with the wandering swordsman, and now he lived in an enviable mansion, and every day he used the best choice, and even then he could not feel any happiness.

The long sword hung at the head of the bed, the clothes on his body were taken off, and he inadvertently touched the scar on his chest, a deep knife mark, reaching out and touching it, the whole person was stunned, the night slowly became blurred, and Wei Gu's thoughts went back to ten years ago, when he was still a teenager who had just learned swords, dreaming of one day achieving hegemony with his amazing swordsmanship.

"The sword is not a simple weapon, each sword has its own unique soul, and only by putting the soul into the sword can we discover the true meaning!"

"Sword of Souls!"

A person in a cloth dress and a wooden sword standing in front of everyone, it is Weigu's teacher, as a hermit, the swordsmanship is amazing, I don't know why he lives in seclusion here.

There are eight disciples under the door, each of them is completely different in their swordsmanship, swordsmanship is nothingness, only by truly understanding the meaning of the sword can we have a sword in our hearts, and there is no sword in our hands, which is to understand the sword.

The road to sword understanding must be extremely difficult, everyone holds dreams to be accompanied by the sword every day, trying to sublimate the soul, until that day, a group of people of unknown origin rushed into the sword house, the wooden swords in their hands have broken under the sharp blade, a sword attacked, Wei Gu saw the sword light, and his body fell.

When I woke up, the sword had already turned to ashes, corpses all over the ground, the sword did not hit the vital point, a broken wooden sword, a drunk figure, at that moment I finally realized that life is just a dream, and drunkenness is also a realm.

Why not be at ease in some days, I don't want the truth to be far from being able to control it, the bully bullies bully, robbed the people's daughters, Wei Gu angrily shot, a vicious battle to beat away the evil slaves, I don't want to see the next day is the woman's body, I was worried about the bully's revenge, so I had to send my daughter to the bully again, thinking of the suffering and humiliation for the rest of my life, and finally chose to commit suicide.

A heart is deeply stabbed, why did you get such a result, what you did was right or wrong, and you are struggling to find the answer in your heart.

Wine, spirits, through the intestines, drunk, drunk and dancing swords and singing, just for the injustice of the world.

insisted on going his own way, and finally angered the powerful, sending out a killer, a sword, a figure, the tip of the sword passed through the killer's body, and the blood burst out could not make up for the coldness in his heart.

Tired, drunk, and a heart equally broken.

It is not a mistake to meet Pingyuanjun at least, at least there is no need to run around here, at least there is no need to worry about the loss of livelihood, and there is no need to worry about the almost disgusted look of the winery when he is penniless, Wei Gu took a deep breath and lay on the bed, no matter what the situation is, it is inevitable that there will be a battle tomorrow.

Lian Jin's face was gloomy, a white handkerchief in his hand wiped the long sword in his hand, it was the personal handkerchief that Zhao Ya gave to Lian Jin that day, he didn't want to use it for this way, the sword flashed, the handkerchief was instantly broken into two, the long sword was retracted at the same time, and there was a killing intent in his eyes, "It's finally here!" ”

The sound of snoring sounded in Zhao Kuo's room, Qin Wan's footsteps came to the door, listened attentively, hesitated and left quickly, most likely worried about tomorrow's competition, Zhao Kuo opened his eyes, and the scene that had just happened completely fell into his eyes, turned sideways, his palm revealed a coolness, and the hilt of the sword was always in his hand.

The battle of the palace, who is the lord of the ups and downs!

In the face of strong opponents, no one can be calm.

On the martial arts field, King Zhao sat down, Pingyuanjun nodded, the official stepped forward, the guards came to the front with the wooden box, the official picked up the wooden box in front of him and shook it vigorously, there were two completely different sounds inside, which seemed to be subtle, and the difference could be heard from such a distance, the official couldn't help frowning, Pingyuanjun who was sitting on the side was expressionless, so he had to continue to shake, two bamboo sticks jumped out of it, there was no mark on the bamboo sticks, and the corners of Pingyuanjun's mouth rose slightly, The addition of an iron block to the bamboo skewer with the name of Weigu not only increases the weight, but also increases the volume, and it is absolutely impossible to fall out of such a small opening.

The official picked up the bamboo stick from the ground, glanced at it, and said loudly: "The pinnacle battle Zhao Kuo vs. Weigu!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ping Yuanjun's expression changed, and his body was slightly lifted from his seat, how could it be possible, the bamboo skewer with the mark should be Weigu's name, why did it become Lian Jin, the situation in front of him was too weird, and the result appeared, Pingyuanjun was stunned for a while, completely beyond his expectations.

Could it be that Lian Jin secretly used money to buy off officials, no, there is absolutely no such guts, unless! Ping Yuanjun seemed to think of something, and his face became more and more ugly, not wanting to underestimate Lian Jin.

The official was stunned, "Your Majesty, but there is a problem?" The official looked at the stunned Pingyuanjun and couldn't help but ask, Pingyuanjun barely squeezed out a smile, "The competition continues!" ”

Pingyuanjun turned his head, Lian Jin stood aside with a gloomy face, there was no expression on his face, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, even if he tried his best to hide it, he couldn't completely hide the joy in his heart, he didn't want Benjun to be secretly put on a spot by Lian Jin, this person is really hateful, what happened just now is the clearest, it must be Lian Jin secretly playing ghosts, I don't want this person's power to have spread to the palace, how many things I don't know, how did he do it, ordinary people can't enter the side hall at all, Pingyuanjun can't help but be secretly frightened, now it can only be like this, You can only pin your hopes on Weigu.

Wei Gu raised his head, since it was the will of heaven, why force it, the figure stepped forward, Zhao Kuo also walked out of the camp, and there was a burst of cheers behind him, Zhao Kuo's reputation was far and wide, and now it was the first time to make a move, everyone wanted to see this young hero who played white.

"Please!"

Wei Gu nodded, his body shook, and he rushed out diagonally, his left hand shook the opposite door, and the sword of his right hand stabbed Zhao Kuo's waist, Zhao Kuo stepped down, a move 'Ten Thousand Streams Return to the Sect', the wrist shook continuously, and several different forces instantly focused on the sword body, and one move went straight out.

Wei Gu couldn't help but change his expression, what a strange sword move, the sword in his hand seemed to be also bound by the opponent's sword qi, the body leaned back, the sword in his hand was withdrawn, the hilt was outward, the tip of the sword was inward, and with the rotation of the body, this move also had a famous 'drunk eight directions', which could attack and defend, and use the changes in the body to change the sword momentum as he wanted.

Wei Gu flipped his wrist and slashed at Zhao Kuo's lower abdomen with a sword! Among them, the change of tricks is extremely subtle, Zhao Kuo does not dare to be careless, one move' The water is long and the boat is high', the sword in his hand is picked up from the bottom up, the sword blade brushes along the body, and there is an exclamation, Zhao Ya's body stood up, most likely attracted by the exquisite swordsmanship of the two, and even more surprised is Zhao Kuo, I have always heard that Zhao Kuo has learned people, in Zhao Ya's eyes, he is just a gentleman, only with real skills, the real strong can become Zhao Ya's heart, that person is only Lian Jin, I don't want Zhao Kuo's swordsmanship in front of him to reach the amazing Cheng Dù, the long sword in his hand is very good-looking with the white light facing the sun.

A good Weigu swordsmanship, the body suddenly fell forward, the distance between the two instantly narrowed, suddenly flipped, a move 'seems to be drunk but not drunk' reflexively attacked, just avoided Zhao Kuo's sword body, directly stabbed the opponent's chest, Zhao Kuo was not in a hurry, his body took a step back, his left leg was raised, the sword in his hand was downward, a move 'water drop stone piercing', the tip of the sword just hit the tip of the Weigu sword, the two swords bent at the same time, and the two figures separated at the same time.

"Good swordsmanship!"

On the stands, King Zhao nodded again and again, Zhao Shan was right, only Zhao Kuo was able to defeat Lian Jin in the end, thinking of taking Maiqiu and playing in vain, could it be that Zhao Kuo was my Zhao Guofuxing, his eyes fell on his daughter Zhao Ya beside him, only to see Zhao Ya's expression focused, his fingers grabbed the skirt, this look must be worried about someone, naturally not the sloppy looking prestige, Ya'er's mind is on Zhao Kuo, a talented woman, but it is also right, King Zhao nodded with joy in his heart, after all, it is a lifelong event, You still have to ask Ya'er to think carefully.