A song of death, a song of sorrow, a night of listening to the rain, a night of farewell...

And the Word is, who said, in this heaven and earth, those who love each other will be together!?

...

The sun, early in the morning, when the smoke and rain are blowing.

Outside a palace that is exquisitely outlined everywhere, seemingly ancient and beautiful, but does not lose its grandeur and supreme feeling.

Here, outside the ordinary ancient palace, there is no difference, the same bluestone land, the same carved fence jade masonry embellished, the same slightly flat, the same moss, rain and dew.

The only difference from other places was that at this time, there were quite a few people standing on the flat ground outside this supposed quiet temple, and they were scattered around, giving way to the central place, as if they were preparing and waiting for something.

These people are none other than Ye Qingtian, Bai Luoshui, Yan Che, Ye Liang and others who are about to take place today/master-apprentice competition.

But compared to yesterday, there are a lot fewer people.

After all, this is only a competition for twenty disciples to choose a teacher, and many people are naturally interested and smart not to join in the fun, which will only add to the trouble.

"Ladies and gentlemen. ”

With the permission of Ye Qingtian's nod, Hong Xiao, who stepped out slowly, said loudly: "Regarding the competition of choosing apprentices, I don't think I need to say more, so..."

"Next, who wants to take the lead and start this game?"

He looked around at the crowd that was not much, but not many.

"I'll do it. ”

Suddenly, the words resounded, and Ye Liang's figure carrying the sword of the other river slowly stepped out in the crowd and walked to the central place.

"He... He was the first to stand up?"

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Ye Liang's cold expression stepping out, standing with his head slightly bowed.

They thought that Ye Liang should be obediently waiting for Ye Qingtian, Bai Luoshui and others to open their mouths, to come out of the back, or to come out in the finale, but they didn't expect that he would take the initiative to stand up first.

This behavior is really a bit arrogant.

Thinking of this, they stared at Ye Liang's fair-skinned side face that was looking down at the ground, not sad or happy, and couldn't help but feel waves in their hearts: "Could it be that he is really so confident that he can win the Divine Venerable of the Other River?"

At the same time, Hong Xiao couldn't help frowning when he saw Ye Liang standing up, as if he was a little unhappy with his 'uninvited'.

However, before he could speak, Bai Luoshui, who was wearing a lonely long skirt, had already stepped out of that quiet step, and his pink lips lightly opened: "Then it will be up to me and Liang'er, let's come first." ”

Immediately, she didn't wait for everyone to flatter her, so she directly raised her head lightly, looked at Ye Liang, and a light sword appeared in her hand: "Do it." ”

Airplanes...

The light sword in Xuan's hand loomed, and Ye Liang looked at Bai Luoshui with a cold expression: "I won't keep my hand!"

"Hmm. ”

Bai Luoshui tapped the head of the mantis.

"Cang Interception Sword Technique, Eighth Style!"

Ye Liang's robe was agitated, and his eyes revealed a sharp sword rhyme: "The people of the eight directions!"

Airplanes...

With the spit out of his words, beside Bai Luoshui, there were several mysterious shadows that were exactly the same as Ye Liang's, appearing, and it was impossible to distinguish the true from the false.

"As soon as he came up, he directly used such a domineering sword technique?"

Everyone saw the ethereal appearance, and the eight figures with Ling Yan sword aura all over their bodies couldn't help but change slightly, and their hearts fluctuated.

After all, Bai Luoshui is Ye Liang's apprentice, Ye Liang not only did not give in to his teacher, but also used the sword technique as soon as he came up, which was really a little ruthless.

Just when everyone's hearts were turbulent, Badao Ye Liang said with a cold expression: "The sword of the cang, the catastrophe of the eight directions, the robbery and destruction..."

"With a sword..."

The words paused slightly, Badao Ye Liang, without the slightest hesitation, took a step forward in unison, and slashed down at Bai Luoshui with a sword: "Eight directions!"

Hmmm...

Deservedly, when his sword slashed down, the absolute sword qi of the eight sword rhymes was completely different, with that ethereal and fierce sword power, as if it was the calamity of the eight directions...

Born of a sword, born with eight tribulations, take your life from others!

Hmmm...

At that moment, the eight swords came out, the heavens and the earth changed, and the sword qi rushed through the nine skies, shocked by the Yellow Spring, and the rhyme carried by it was unparalleled domineering and fierce to cut the sky...

Horrified to all beings!

At that moment, everyone saw the eight different killing sword qi, and felt that it was not just the sword qi, but the eight heaven and earth tribulations, one calamity after another, facing Bai Luoshui, descending and leaving.

To...

The sword rises, robs and falls, and the people are lost.

"Hum..."

Bai Luoshui saw the attack and sweep of the sword qi in all directions, and the light sword in his hand was clear and wavering, and he directly raised the sword and danced.

Yes, it's a real sword dance, not a sword!

Bang bang...

However, it was such an ethereal and light dance like a fairy, and it was actually the eight sword qi that danced in the space, and the eight sword qi that came from the attack all dissipated like sand.

Drifting is gone.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but nod their heads, and they were convinced: it is worthy of the god of the river, this swordsmanship has really reached the fairyland, ethereal, unpredictable, life and death are unstoppable, you can use a sword, the sword of the world!

Swish...

At the same time, Ye Liang saw that the eight sword qi was easily dissolved, and without the slightest delay, he directly hid on the ground, and the eight figures swept out together, and swept away towards Bai Luoshui.

In the next moment, his eight figures swept directly to Bai Luoshui, who was still wielding his sword lightly, and stood up with regret.

Hmmm... Bell...

The light swords intersected, and the cold sword light, wrapped in the sword chant, raged directly here, stirring in the air, and surging in all directions!

"Hmph, this Ye Liang is really beyond his strength, and he actually wants to compete with the Bihe Divine Venerable. ”

Qu Yinyin saw that even though Ye Liang's attack was fierce, the sword light could penetrate in all directions, and the space was completely cracked, he still couldn't shake the slightest scene of Bai Luoshui, and couldn't help but snort contemptuously: "I see, the Pihe Divine Venerable is only defending now..."

"Otherwise, he would have been defeated long ago. ”

"Not necessarily. Qu Lingyi looked at Ye Liang's ethereal, perfect and mysterious sword rhyme, his expression was solemn, and he said: "This son's comprehension in the way of the sword is extremely high. ”

"And..."

She stared at his increasingly perfect sword, and said, "His swordsmanship seems to be improving at an extremely fast speed under the defense of the Pihe Divine Venerable, so..."

"If the Divine Venerable of the River has been like this, if he only defends and does not attack, maybe the victory or defeat is really unknown. ”

Hmmm...

Just as Qu Lingyi's words fell, and Qu Yinyin wanted to speak, Ye Liang's sword changed again, and it became more sharp and fierce, and the sword light filled the sky.

Hit this place, the heaven and the earth changed, the space cracked, and the surrounding trees fell leaves.

As Ye Liang's sword became faster and more ruthless, Bai Luoshui's sword became faster, and the whole person seemed to have changed from the light dance just now to the unparalleled dance.

"Still refusing to draw your sword?"

Ye Liang felt that Bai Luoshui was still enduring it, not out of the sword, only defending, and couldn't help but look at it, and wanted to kill more fiercely.

Syllable...

However, just as he was about to act, in the drizzle, there seemed to be a sudden drop of large raindrops, dripping on the tip of his nose, and his heart was shocked, so that the fallen leaves in the sky ...

The white water dancing in the rain is in full view.

"This..."

Ye Liang looked at the Bai Luoshui dancing in the rain and falling leaves, and his mind shook slightly, as if he remembered that back then, he and she were also like this, dancing with a sword in front of the ancient hall, and the master-apprentice relationship was long.

Thinking of this, the sharp sword in his hand was subconsciously turned into cotton, like the continuous river, and he was in harmony with Qing and danced together in this life.

Airplanes...

Accompanied by Ye Liang's slow sword, Bai Luoshui's dancing sword also seemed to be subconsciously accompanied by each other, from rapid to slow, light and slow, so that the seven figures around Ye Liang all dissipated.

It becomes a two-person dance.

"This..."

Everyone looked at the one in front of them, and suddenly turned from a cold killing to a misty drizzle, dancing slowly, as if they were still telling the eternal love, Ye Liang and Bai Luoshui, who were heartfelt, couldn't help but wave in their hearts: "How could it suddenly change the blade of the sword?"

"And this sword blade is so soft and sad..."

Their eyes fluttered, as if they remembered the sad past.

At that moment, Ye Liang and Bai Luoshui were in front of the palace, dancing with a sword, dancing with one heart, a long love, the sound of the past dancing, the sound of the ear, the point into the heart...

"Master... Liang'er doesn't understand here, can you practice with Liang'er..."

"Okay, teach you for the teacher..."

"A sword and a yellow spring..."

"Erjian (finger) Nai He Road..."

"Three Swords Dream Broken Heart..."

...

"Nine swords, three lives and eternal life, never forget..."

Never forget...

At that moment, the shadow of the sword was long, and the soul returned to the past, only the way was the bridgehead, the bank of the river, three lives and eternal life, never forgotten.

Seeing this scene, Qu Lingyi felt the more and more familiar sword rhyme, and frowned slightly: Why, his sword rhyme now is more and more like Xiao Liang back then?

At the same time, Ye Qingtian stared at Ye Liang and Bai Luoshui, in the light mist and drizzle, as if the sword dance scene was like a spiritual rhinoceros, and the Xuanshou in the sleeve robe couldn't help but clench slightly: "This is..."

"Bishui Swordsmanship! Liang'er and Luo Shuicai's Bishui Swordsmanship !!"

His dark golden eyes reflect the scene of the master and apprentice dancing together a hundred years ago, as if he had seen countless times, and a little killing intent soared in his eyes: the blue water reappeared, and the love was immortal...

You...

Ye Qingtian's eyes stared at Ye Liang's side face with a deep fierce glow: It's not Ye Liang!

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