In the dying dusk by the Nanyi River, a young man who hurriedly came from Lingnan pulled out the sword by the river and stabbed it into the heart of the sword sect young man very cleanly.
But just when those sword intentions were about to fall into the young man's body.
An extremely manic sword wind blew along the entire Nanyi River, and the snow that had originally stopped was once again swept away, flying chaotically in the world.
A sword light came suddenly.
Behind Nan Dao, the Taohua Sword and Yiaozhou Island were unsheathed in an instant, but they still retreated backwards in embarrassment with a very clear sword cry.
The Sleepless Sword had already slipped out of his hand and fell into another person's hand, before being pulled out and thrown aside.
Jiang Ye, the sword sect in the world.
Although he has never reached perfection, he is still a sword cultivator in the Nine Realms of the Small Dao.
The sleepless sword had been cultivated by him for a long time. If there was any abnormal movement, he would naturally sense it.
Therefore, the moment Nan Dao held the Sleepless Sword, the swordsman who was playing cards realized something. He discarded his cards and turned into sword light.
But no one expected that Nan Dao would directly draw his sword and stab him without any nonsense.
Therefore, Jiang Ye rushed to the Nanyi River immediately, but the sword had already pierced Hu Lu's heart.
Jiang Ye raised his hand to seal Hu Lu's heart with his sword intent, and then wrapped the unconscious young man completely with the vitality of heaven and earth, floating it in his hand. Then he turned back and looked at the young man under the umbrella with a cold expression.
"Are you crazy Nan Dao?"
Nan Dao leaned on the guardrail not far away with a pale expression, his left hand holding the black umbrella trembling uncontrollably. The two swords of Peach Blossom Parrot Island, which were blown away by the sword intention, whirled back again and floated around him, watching. The cultivation of the Rain Realm may be extremely weak in front of Jiang Ye, but after being tempered by the wind and snow, coupled with the murderous intention for Hu Lu in his heart, the sword intention circulating on the sword body also appears to be extremely powerful.
The so-called sword intention comes from the thought of holding the sword.
Therefore, at this time, amid the chaos of snow caused by the sword wind, Nan Dao's momentum was not at any disadvantage.
Nan Dao calmed down for a long time before he finally recovered from the sword intent of those ginger leaves. He clenched the black umbrella in his hand again. Only then did he look calmly at the young man who was enveloped by the sword intent and the vitality of heaven and earth. He slowly Xu said: "I didn't, he was crazy."
The moment Jiang Ye's expression darkened.
The young man under the umbrella said the next words calmly.
"I'm here for Scrat."
The messy wind and snow that had been blown up by the sword wind in Nanyi City suddenly calmed down. Those people who were originally confused and panic suddenly understood something and relaxed their brows. Although they did not whisper in a low voice, it seemed that there was a huge world in the world. The sound of discussion.
Jiang Ye's expression also calmed down.
Whether he can accept it or not.
At least, when the young man under the umbrella said such a sentence, he was on the side of public opinion.
So today in Nanyi City, it is not Jiang Ye that everyone is looking forward to.
But the young man who once walked through Nanyi City in silence.
Jiang Ye raised his head and looked at the Sword Sect disciples who also turned into streams of light in the dusk sky and fell here. He lowered his head and said calmly: "Okay."
The streets were in an uproar.
So what Jiang Ye meant was to admit that the Human Sword Sect was indeed the wrong party in that incident?
Mei Quming and the others also landed at the Nanyi River. After the Wugui Dao raided Nanyi City, the number of disciples in the Sword Sect was much smaller than before.
However, these disciples who had entered the Sword Sect before Zhang Xiaoyu were naturally all swordsmen who had entered the Seventh Realm.
Therefore, even though the number of people was not large, the appearance of more than a dozen upper-level sword cultivators at the Nanyi River still calmed down the people of Nanyi City.
Mei Quming and others, who were a little slow and came late, saw Hu Lu, whose life and death were unknown, being held up by Jiang Ye's sword, and their expressions instantly became ugly.
This is the first time people in Nanyi City have seen those Sword Sect disciples look like this.
Jiang Ye, who used to hang out in the Nanyi City vegetable market, always had an easy-going expression, and Mei Quming, who walked around the Nanyi River all day long, was also smiling.
Even when 800,000 black-armored and witch-ghost Taoist troops came to the city, the expressions of these Sword Sect disciples were solemn and solemn.
It has never been like today, with an awe-inspiring chill.
Even in his eyes, there was a faint sense of sword intent.
Jiang Ye looked at Nan Dao and continued to say calmly: "But you have to know that after Zhang Xiaoyu, Master only accepted Hu Lu as a disciple. The Sword Sect may have been at fault for the Shu Shu incident. No matter what, you stabbed If someone from the Human Sword Sect takes a sword, he will receive a sword from the Human Sword Sect."
Why is it that junior uncle is always the most powerful in the world?
Because the teacher uncle has died of old age.
As the last disciple that Cong Ren accepted, Hu Lu may have shouldered many things for the Sword Sect in the world.
Nan Dao stood quietly by the river holding an umbrella, turning his head to look at the slowly falling snowflakes under the river bank.
Somewhere the ice is about to be covered.
The South Island certainly knows that.
The death of Shushu was not the only one who killed Hu Lu.
Also has myself.
When he sent the letter to the north, he also sent the murderous sword to Hu Lu's hands.
So he looked at it for a while, turned around, raised his hand and held the Peach Blossom Sword in front of him. Fine snow was flying on the sword, and the sword's intention was endless.
"good."
Nan Dao said it very calmly.
So much so that a hint of surprise flashed across the face of the ginger leaf holding the gourd - Nan Dao also knew about the secret. Apart from a senior fellow named Mo Shancha who had died long ago, only Chen Huaifeng knew.
It's just that Jiang Ye felt some admiration or sigh in his heart.
These are all things that have nothing to do with South Island.
He just raised his sword and calmly cut a strip of cloth from his clothes. Then he released the sword in his hand again, took the piece of cloth and wrapped it around his left hand in circles until the piece of cloth was wrapped around him. The handle of the umbrella was tightly intertwined with his left hand.
The Peach Blossom Sword fell into his hand again, and Yiaoyuzhou was also suspended beside him, the sword ringing endlessly.
But in the final analysis, Nan Dao is only a practitioner in the realm of enlightenment, and has not even reached the realm of sword intention.
So no matter what the sword of the Sword Sect in the world is like.
It is impossible for a young man to bear this.
However, the young man still stood calmly and calmly on the bank of the dusk river holding his sword.
"please."
The people in Nanyi City have not left. The Sword Sect disciples are all here, so it is naturally impossible for those sword intentions to hurt them.
Therefore, when the young man said the word "please", everyone's eyes fell on the Sword Sect disciples.
They could naturally see that the realm of this young man was very different from that of the Sword Sect disciples.
So maybe Jiang Hehai, the disciple who had just entered the Seventh Realm, would take action.
Even Jiang Hehai thought so.
So after Nan Dao said his invitation, this Sword Sect disciple who had a fairly good relationship with Hu Lu subconsciously took a step forward.
However, Jiang Ye just turned around and looked at his brothers calmly, and then gave them the gourd that was floating by the sword's will.
Jiang Hehai stood there in a daze.
Then I understood something.
Jiang Ye planned to do this sword by himself.
Don't let the junior brother come, but the senior brother.
This shows that Jiang Ye is ready to take on certain responsibilities.
For example, killing a young man by the Nanyi River.
Of course, the human sword sect is not a sword sect who does whatever he wants.
So there must be a reason for everything.
Jiang Ye made it very clear that he would receive a sword from the Human Sword Sect.
But there is no mention of life and death.
So when he said that sentence, everyone subconsciously thought that he was just going to stop there.
However, Jiang Ye certainly didn't think so.
As a senior brother, you naturally have the responsibilities of a senior brother.
Since Senior Brother Huai Feng is away, he has to take on some things.
So when the sleepless sword that was thrown on the ground shot out loudly and fell into Jiang Ye's hand.
Everyone present understood one thing.
Jiang Ye wants to kill this young man.
Therefore, people in the world can draw swords from the Human Sword Sect, perhaps freely, but ultimately it must be based on the Human Sword Sect feeling that you can draw the sword.
Jiang Ye calmly held the sleepless sword. The mighty sword wind rose again, and thousands of sword intentions surged out from the divine sea. He was once a sword cultivator in the Nine Green Lotus Realm like Chen Huaifeng. Naturally, this sword cannot be calm. .
Thousands of sword intentions fell on the Sleepless Sword, and even those people in Nanyi City who were watching from a distance and were separated by the sword intentions of Mei Quming and others felt a sense of separation.
There were many great demons in the world, such as the great demon who opened the card shop who had talked with Jiang Ye and Mei Quming by the river. They all looked at the slowly raised sword in Jiang Ye's hand with an awe-inspiring expression.
He might be a little lucky that he didn't get into a serious quarrel with those Sword Sect disciples after all.
The ginger leaf he thought was just the Nine Realms, just Qinglian.
But sometimes people in the world forget some things because of the passage of time.
That is, the Human Sword Sect is a branch of Mojianya of that generation.
In the same ninth realm, there are naturally few sword cultivators in the world who can match the disciples in this Sword Sect Garden.
A quick sword in the human world can be mastered by sharpening swords, and the sword sect in the human world will naturally be able to do it.
Just like Yun Poyue, Luan Hong flew across the swing. This sword style was originally made by the seventh senior brother of Mojianya. Nowadays, only people from the Human Sword Sect in the world can do the same.
The big demon's eyes felt a little painful in the converging sword intent. Then he silently moved his gaze away and looked to the other side. The long sword holding on to the blue-black color had not lost its original power of sword intent. Feng, but at this time, he seemed an extremely weak young man.
He probably felt that there was no hope for a young man like that to survive such a sword attack.
The great demon of the poker hall just glanced at it and stopped looking. He shook his head slightly, turned around and squeezed into the crowd.
The moment the big demon turned around, the sound of swords resounded through the Nanyi River.
Jiang Ye's sword had already been struck.
It is the sword of sword intention and the sword in hand.
Although the big demon had already guessed the result, at this moment, he still couldn't help but turn around.
An extremely fast sword light passed by the Nanyi River.
The young man stood with his sword in hand. The fine snow was flowing on the sword. The wind and snow had just begun to stop. Perhaps there was still some borrowed sword power from the wind and snow.
When Jiang Ye began to gather sword intent into one sword, some fine snow appeared in Nan Dao's eyes.
As a result, the aura around him rose to a higher level again.
Just like the sword test with Qingjiao in the canyon.
It’s just that ginger leaves are not green peppers.
Therefore, even if Nandao was once again close to the Sword Cliff White Clothes Realm at that moment, he was still suppressed and turned pale by the sword wind spreading from the ginger leaves.
So it's not just the snow in my eyes.
Nan Dao also silently recited a name in his heart.
It's a peach blossom.
The man in white sitting in front of the renovated thatched cottage in the divine sea looked up at the sky of the divine sea, and his eyes fell on the ancient Taoist scroll.
Taohua raised her hand as if drawing a sword, perhaps with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice.
"There is no way in the world."
When Jiang Ye's sword cut through the dusk and fell towards the young man by the river, the young man took a step back slightly, and then there were more than just swords in the wind and snow rising by the riverside.
In the scabbard behind Nan Dao, there was also a golden Dao sword with countless Dao charms that was suddenly pulled out by the peach blossoms in the divine sea.
Even Nan Dao was a little surprised by this sword.
Naturally, he didn't know what kind of help Taohua could provide him. He just subconsciously turned to Taohua for help just like Osawabian did.
It's just that I never thought that I always carry a third sword with me.
Maybe four handles.
Because Taohua jumped directly over Youdao Sword.
When the three swords were unsheathed and landed in front of Nan Dao, among the wind and snow, there was finally a sword trailing the cold light.
But even though Nan Dao had tried his best to meet him, these preparations were still shattered by the sword.
The first person to be shaken away by the sword intention, cutting through the dusk and falling into the river, was the Parrot Island driven by the sword intention.
Then there was the Wudao sword that Taohua pulled out of the military sheath.
The Dao sword stayed for a moment, and then the Dao rhyme dissipated, the Dao text shattered, and the sword of golden light dissipated between heaven and earth.
The Wudao Sword drawn by Taohua and the Wudao Sword drawn by Qing Xiang are naturally incomparable.
The peach petals on Peach Blossom's face in the divine sea instantly turned bright red, and began to drip with blood.
Taohua said nothing, just raised her hand again.
Made a holding motion.
It's like holding a sword, but more like holding an umbrella.
And by the river in the world.
Everything happened suddenly.
In Nan Dao's eyes, fine snow fell on the world, and then a fine snow gradually began to rise. The young man lowered the edge of his umbrella and held his sword in front of him.
This is the last line of defense.
Jiang Ye's sword came suddenly.
This sword has no name, no sword style, it is just a straight thrust with the sword intent of the Nine Realm Swordsman.
Nan Dao could even see the cold look on the face of the sword master brother after the sword intent that distorted the sound of the wind.
Yes.
This is to kill yourself.
The South Island is naturally very clear.
When Jiang Ye put down the gourd and summoned the sleepless sword, Nan Dao also understood this truth.
If he planned to let it go, Jiang Ye would not take action himself.
So when the sword finally came to him, Nan Dao calmly closed his eyes.
He saw Peach Blossom in the Divine Sea who was ready to take over the umbrella - if Nan Dao died, Peach Blossom could naturally be Nan Dao.
Then the next moment, there was a violent shock in the divine sea.
It was the backlash from the broken Xixue Sword, the surge of countercurrent heaven and earth energy, and the impact of the mighty power coming from the umbrella.
Maybe there is a lot more, coming from the vitality and sword intent on that sword master's sword.
But everything stopped at that moment.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw several swords in front of him.
Some are familiar, some are unfamiliar.
But without exception.
Those are swords from Lingnan.
Jiang Ye's sword stopped there.
The young man under the umbrella coughed up blood. When he looked back, he saw that many people had appeared behind him.
For example, Ting Feng Yin, Gu Shanhong, Shen Qingmai and Sang Shanyue, and other sect leaders of the Xiaojiufeng Sword Sect who had a close relationship.
And further away, in the twilight of the human world, there are many sword lights coming.
It was the second day of the first lunar month in the year 104 of the Dafeng Calendar.
Lingnan, who had lost 70,000 sword cultivators outside Nanyi City, came down the mountain again.
Tingfeng Yin, who had white hair on his temples, now had white hair that had actually taken up most of his hair, just like his somewhat pale look.
Gu Shanhong and others on the side had the same look, but their eyes were firm.
It's already flowing downwards, it's just going to flow downwards over there.
Maybe it is weak, but its high-spirited attitude is undoubtedly moving.
Jiang Ye put away his sword. If it were in the past, this sword master would also look at the sword cultivators who were starting the second half of their journey in the human world and say "senior".
But not today. He just frowned and looked at Ting Feng Yin and the others, and then his eyes fell on the sword light coming from the twilight, and they also became a little solemn.
"What does Lingnan want to do?"
Ting Fengyin raised his hand and took back his sword, but did not put it into the sheath. He just let it float by his side with the sword intent. He didn't wait until he walked in front of the young man and then said calmly: "Senior Brother Yiru Just like the disciples of the Sword Sect who protect the world, Lingnan also needs people who protect Lingnan."
Mei Quming and the others just stood there quietly.
Jiang Ye stood alone against those sword cultivators from Lingnan who seemed a little old, with their swords shining in the dusk.
Jiang Ye looked at the crowd quietly for a long time, and then his eyes fell on the young man in the crowd.
"So what Lingnan means is that even if he becomes the enemy of the Human Sword Sect today?"
Ting Fengyin said softly: "Lingnan naturally does not have the strength to be an enemy of the Human Sword Sect. Even if the 80,000 sword cultivators are still there, they will still not be the opponent of the entire Human Sword Sect."
The meaning of the entire Human Sword Sect naturally includes those Sword Sect brothers who have left Nanyi City.
Such human sword sects, not to mention the Lingnan sword sect, even the Liuyun sword sect and Qingtian Dao, may not be able to shake it.
But today it’s just Nanyi City.
It's just these disciples of the Sword Sect who still remain in the human world, guarding the mountain gate.
Listening to Feng Yin speaking softly, he looked at the sword beside him.
This sword cultivator who has been immersed in the upper realm for many years is naturally not inferior to some young people in the seventh realm.
However, after all, it is only the Sixth Realm Sword Cultivator, not the Nineth Realm.
It's just that although Feng Yin's tone is very gentle, the meaning of his words is also very strong.
"It's just that everyone is on the card table. So brother, you have to understand that the hope of Lingnan means that we have bet the entire Lingnan on the card table."
The riverside fell silent.
The twilight is almost gone.
Therefore, the countless sword lights coming from afar are particularly dazzling.
Like many evening stars.
Qingtian Dao may not go to war with the Human Sword Sect.
Because if they end up, it means they will drag the entire world down.
But Lingnan will.
Because Lingnan doesn’t know how to do it.
