The Swordsman in the Green Shirt.

The head hangs over the phoenix, and when you step down, the wind surges.

The bustling Gusu City was silent, and countless people turned their heads to stare at the thin figure, which suddenly gave people a charm of fairy wind and bones.

Gusu is different from other cities, because of the rise of the Xishu Sword Pavilion, which led to the gradual transformation of the city's local atmosphere into abandoning literature and martial arts and advocating martial arts in the following decades.

There are also countless descendants of the family, eager to be in the Xishu Sword Pavilion Huang Lao Wei who is located in Gusu City, so as to cultivate for a few years, and can also become a warrior in the rivers and lakes with a sword.

Especially in recent years, Huang Laowei's force has rushed again and again, making his personal prestige increase day by day, and he has almost become the only authoritative person in Gusu City who covers the sky with one hand.

The residents of this city all looked up to this martial arts master sitting in Gusu with awe.

Let's ask, who would dare to provoke his prestige with such a prominent figure?

But, today......

Outside the city of Gusu, a green-shirted swordsman suddenly ushered in, and he shot his sword in the center of the city, the snow was bright and clear, like an extraterritorial fairy light, and then passed through the city, and exploded.

"Thirty years ago, you were not my opponent, and thirty years later, you are still not my opponent."

"You didn't kill them all back then, and now you don't want to live well in the world and run to die?"

"Huang Tianci, I, Huang Tianba, have already spared you once, don't blame yourself!"

Xishu Sword Pavilion, a tall old man with skinny and slightly gray hair, questioned angrily, the Sword Pavilion was backed by a big river, and the cheers were accompanied by the sound of the waves, shaking the city.

This eccentric old man, whose real name is Huang Tianba, has a pair of pupils as fierce as a falcon, and he is not angry and arrogant.

At this moment, before he appeared, the power of the whole person was full of dullness, this is the way of the sword in the past, the peerless demeanor of the people, before the person arrived, the aura arrived first.

"You didn't dare to do it back then, because you were afraid of our young master, don't put gold on your face." Huang Tianci hung a sword above his head, approaching the Xishu Sword Pavilion located in the center of Gusu City step by step.

This sentence seems to pierce the weakness of the old yellow monster who has always been arrogant and conceited.

"Ning Hetu was the sixth in the world back then, and he was indeed qualified to deter the old man, but so what, he died unfortunately, he was only thirty years old, and his young master was afraid that he had already turned into a pile of dry bones, right?"

To this day, when the three words Ninghe Tu are mentioned again, the residents of Gusu City and a group of high-ranking disciples in the Xishu Sword Pavilion are all shocked, and they inexplicably feel a sense of awe.

Even the prestige of the yellow old monster is in full swing, and his face twitches unnaturally.

Ninghe diagram.

These three words are not only the names of people, but also a generation of legends.

In the past, as soon as the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow came out, Ninghe was invincible in the world, especially the battle of the 800-mile Red River, which was full of anger!

In a hundred years of rivers and lakes, only such a young and excessively peerless demon has come out, who doesn't tremble when he listens?

Even if it was the old monster Huang who was high up and in the middle of the day, he suddenly mentioned the Ninghe map again, and his rock-solid mind was filled with a strange feeling.

"I don't know, when you learn that the young master is not dead, do you dare to say this again?" Huang Tianci muttered in a low voice, looking teasing.

The city was silent for a few minutes, and Huang Lao Wei spoke again, he looked up to the sky and shouted, "Ten more steps, I will kill you." ”

Huang Cripple ignored Huang Tianba's warning, turned his head, looked at the long yellow sand outside Gusu City, and muttered, "Young Master, live well." ”

"Cripple, I will be in the sky in the future, and I want to continue to see you return with iron and blood, and the magnificent picture of sweeping the world will be ......"

Sonorous.

The phoenix roared like thunder, and the sword glowed like snow.

"You're looking for death!"

Huang Tianba was furious, pulled out his robe, and a sword broke out, and in an instant, the wind and clouds in Gusu City rolled, and bursts of coercion swept through.

After the sharp sword flew out of the Sword Pavilion, it stood in the air.

Pointing to Huang Tianci.

Famous sword punishment day.

Five of the top ten famous weapons in the world, two of the top ten famous swords in the world, second only to the big cool dragon bird.

"Since you insist on dying, the old man will take the Heavenly Sword today and send you on your way."

The swordsman of Xishu, a tall white-haired old man, suddenly appeared, his eyes were gloomy, and he glared at his own brother with a smile on his face.

Rumble.

The punishment sky trembled, the phoenix roared fiercely, and the sword glow was like a bright moon, looming.

Shade the clouds and the sun.

Huang Tianci clenched his fist with one hand, lifted Fengming with his five fingers, leaped horizontally, and drove straight in.

……

In the past few days, Ning Chen has been closed, locking a person in the house, not speaking, not eating or drinking.

Chen Qingzhi and Shen Jianjun persuaded each other in every possible way, but the effect was still very small, and they were helpless.

In the end, Nalan Guanyin took the initiative to come forward and brought a bowl of millet porridge in.

But the young man who was giggling and stubborn in the past seemed to have changed his temperament overnight, and he did not move in the face of Nalan Guanyin's diligent care.

"There's something I have to tell you." Nalan Guanyin sighed, put down the porcelain bowl, and stood in front of Ning Chen, wanting to speak again.

Ning Chen raised his head suddenly, his eyes were confused, and he was so empty that he lost any emotion.

Nalan Guanyin was secretly surprised, wanted to be comforted, but couldn't speak, and finally returned to the previous topic, she hesitated and said, "Senior Huang, he ......"

"Click." Ning Chen's five fingers suddenly tightened, and a faint light flashed in his pupils.

Nalan Guanyin was shocked that a dull aura slowly permeated, and instinctively closed her lips, her expression was complicated, she was afraid that after she said it, it would cause Ning Chen to lose her mind.

"I'm fine, you can say it." Ning Chen realized that he was out of shape and forcibly controlled his emotions, and then reminded.

"In the battle of Gusu City, Senior Huang died of exhaustion, facing south, and the Fengming Sword was divided into two...... Half of it fell outside the city, and half of it took root in the city. Nalan Guanyin almost bit the root of her tongue and told Ning Chen the news.

I thought that Ning Chen would be so angry that he went crazy, but he unexpectedly found that this young man just glanced at him with gloomy eyes, and said weakly, "I know." ”

"Hetu ......" Nalan Guanyin couldn't bear it.

"You go out, I want to be quiet." Ning Chen waved his hand, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Nalan Guanyin had no choice but to leave, just turned around for a moment, and caught a glimpse of a pair of handwriting on the table, which was written by Ning Chen himself.

'Send you thousands of miles until the mountains become flattened

Don't hurt and leave, please drink three or two

……

The merry boy was a young man

How many old people died before the rivers and lakes

……

There was no news

Never return'

"The merry son was a young man, how many old people died in front of the rivers and lakes." Nalan Guanyin walked out of the house, muttered to himself, raised his head, and couldn't help but burst into tears, "Senior Huang, go all the way." ”

The beauty under the eaves washes her face with tears.

The young man in front of the table in the room gritted his teeth, cried silently, and finally had a hideous face, with blood on the corners of his mouth word by word, and swore an oath, "Xishu Huang Old Monster, I Ninghetu will not kill you in this life, and I will not be a person!" ”

Swear not to be a man!