"This road is not passable, this road is not passable, this road is not passable, and it is ......"

The old beggar was half drunk and half awake, and he couldn't get through the road three times, Xiao Chen naturally heard his voice and recognized his appearance, it was the old beggar who taught him the three-move sword style outside Qingzhou City.

"My predecessors are here today, but they are here to stop me. ”

For this old beggar, although he still doesn't know who the other party is, Xiao Chen always has respect in his heart, if it weren't for this old beggar, I am afraid that he has been caught up by the mysterious master of Zangfeng Valley, and then they met again, and the other party taught him three swordsmanship, these three swordsmanship, although he has only practiced the first two moves, but also helped him save the day many times.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes......"

The old beggar bounced up from the bamboo, took the wine gourd in his hand, and said drunkly: "Although the wine is beautiful, but after a sip, the wine is gone, why don't you go to Qingzhou City again and make a pot of wine for the old man?"

Xiao Chen said: "Qingzhou City is thousands of miles away, and the younger generation has something important to do today, so I am afraid that I will not be able to drink for the seniors anymore." As he spoke, he was about to walk through.

The old beggar shook his figure, blocked his way again, carried a wine gourd in his hand, and said drunkly: "Don't be in a hurry, although Qingzhou is far away, but with Xiaoyou's ability now, it is not a problem to ride the clouds, at most in three or two days, this wine will come." ”

Xiao Chen frowned and said: "But juniors, there is indeed something important to do today, and I hope that seniors, don't stop ......"

"Alas!"

The old beggar sighed heavily, and suddenly showed a sad expression: "It's gone, it's gone, it's gone." ”

"What's missing?" Xiao Chen asked.

The old beggar sighed, looked at him and said, "It's a good person, it's just gone, it's a pity, it's a pity...... Do you know that when you go, not only will you not come back, but how many other people will be involved?"

Xiao Chen knew in his heart that he would die for a lifetime, but he had to go, and said: "The juniors have already decided, please don't embarrass the seniors......"

"Alas!"

The old beggar sighed again, stretched out his hand, and a bamboo stick flew to his hand, and said: "In this case, then the old man, it is better to come and test Xiaoyou's swordsmanship, if Xiaoyou wins, then the old man will not stop you......"

Xiao Chen knew in his heart that the person in front of him seemed to be inconspicuous, but his cultivation was unfathomable, he must be a first-class senior master in the world, even if it was just a bamboo stick, he might not be able to win, and he didn't dare to be careless, "Zheng", the emperor lone sword appeared in his hand, and said: "That is the case, I have to offend." ”

The old beggar looked at the Emperor Gu Sword in his hand, and slightly stroked his beard and bowed his head: "Emperor Gu, pass on."

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

Said one of the six peerless Xuan soldiers, but the fierce spirit in the sword is too heavy, so there are rumors that whoever gets this sword, in the end, will betray their relatives and leave alone, the sword still has a blood mark, it is an emperor back then, and finally left when he killed himself with this sword, Xiaoyou can get this sword, it is also a great opportunity, but ......"

At this point, I saw him shake his head again: "It's just that this sword is a fierce thing after all, not an auspicious thing, and it is very easy to devour the master, and the little friend gets along with this sword day and night, and the heart will inevitably be affected by its erosion little by little, and then gradually change......

Hearing him say this, Xiao Chen's face remained unchanged, but his heart was slightly condensed, recalling that after getting Emperor Gu under the sword mound, sometimes there were indeed some strange feelings, and even every time he touched the Emperor Gu Sword, what he felt was also an endless coldness and loneliness.

The old beggar continued: "Of course, Xiaoyou doesn't need to worry too much, now it seems that the Emperor's lonely sword has not awakened, and the sleeping sword spirit is still asleep, and Xiaoyou can still control this sword......"

Xiao Chen naturally knew in his heart that Emperor Gu was one of the six peerless Xuan soldiers of the ancient world, and each of the six peerless Xuan soldiers had something against the sky, if it was Emperor Gu who had awakened, he should not only have the current strength.

"Okay, okay, let's make a move. The old beggar said no more, pulled his shirt back, and slowly picked up the bamboo strip in his hand.

"Offended. ”

Xiao Chen no longer hesitated, a sword stabbed out, and the sword qi suddenly surged, and in an instant, it had attacked the old beggar's eyes.

However, the old beggar seemed calm and relaxed at this time, and with a slight pick of the bamboo strip in his hand, he picked up the long sword he stabbed with a "bell".

Xiao Chen immediately turned the sword body and attacked again, and in an instant, the sword shadow turned into a dense patch, which was the sword move in the thirty-three bi flute swordsmanship, teaching people to distinguish between fiction and reality.

Even in the face of such a mastered swordsmanship, the old beggar still seems to be at ease, the swordsmanship is ever-changing, calmly coping, at this time an ordinary bamboo strip, in his hands, but it seems to have turned into a peerless divine weapon, the sound of "bell" collision, constantly to the bamboo forest.

But seeing that the two of them have their own swordsmanship, Xiao Chen's offensive is like a rainbow, and his swordsmanship is like a storm, coupled with the emperor's lone sword qi, there is immediately a momentum that swept through thousands of armies and no one can stop it.

And the old beggar, although he only has a bamboo stick in his hand, he is always calm, every move and style are like gods, swordsmanship is like a mountain, and people are like a quiet abyss, without fear of the turbulence.

Xiao Chen couldn't attack for a long time, and the sword momentum was even more powerful, a sword and a sword, like a tiger out of the forest, like a dragon swimming in the sea, and in an instant, the ground was covered with bamboo leaves.

"Bell!"

In the last sword, Xiao Chen used the thirty-three Bi Xiao swordsmanship

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

A sword sealed his throat, and a sword cut off the bamboo strip in the old beggar's hand, and the person was already three feet away.

The sky is full of fragments of bamboo leaves, and gradually falls all over the entire bamboo forest, if there are countless people besieging Xiao Chen here today, then their fate will be like this scattered bamboo leaves all over the ground.

The old beggar looked at his quiet back at this time, and he couldn't imagine that now his sword had such a heavy murderous aura, and if something happened this time, he didn't know what path he would take in the future. A thought becomes a Buddha, a thought becomes a demon, Buddha and demons, often only between a thought, the sea of suffering is endless, how can he turn back, thinking of this, he can't help but sigh helplessly, and said: "Xiaoyou won." ”

Xiao Chen slowly turned around, arched his hand at the old beggar in front of him, and was about to turn around and leave without saying more.

"Little friends and slow ......"

At this time, the old beggar stopped him again, and Xiao Chen stopped: "What else do you have to say?" ”

The old beggar stroked his white beard and said, "Fifty miles east of Qingzhou City, there is a green mountain, ten years later, if you still remember the old man, you will make a pot of wine for the old man......"

"Ten years from now...... Juniors, will come. ”

Xiao Chen muttered to himself, not knowing what the purpose of the ten-year covenant was, at the end of the words, he nodded, his figure flickered, and he went out of the bamboo forest.

The old beggar looked at his distant back, and sighed faintly: "I'm afraid that at that time, I am no longer your opponent, and I can't stop you, if I die under your emperor's sword, it will be fate......

......

On Tiantai Mountain, many people have come today, elders from various sects, and even the head of the sect has also come, and many people are whispering at this time.

"This time to capture the little demon girl in the Flower Palace, the little devil of Xuanqingmen will definitely come to the rescue, this time no matter what, I will ask him about the whereabouts of the laughing sky......"

"I said at the beginning that the origin of this little devil is unknown, and now it seems that he has a lot to do with Xiao Cangtian, and it is exactly like this......"

Just when the crowd was talking endlessly, the originally clear sky, for some reason, suddenly gathered layers of dark clouds, the sky became dark, at this time, a light flew from a distance, immediately caused the wind to surge, and then a compelling aura came, almost making everyone's hearts tremble.

"Who's coming?"

Everyone looked up, only to see that light getting closer and closer, and finally turned into a figure, and under the shock of that person's breath, almost everyone felt suffocated.

Even some old people who had cultivated to the realm of perfection suddenly felt a burst of palpitations at this time, and suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts, as for those who had a lower cultivation, they didn't even dare to move at this time.

(End of chapter)