Cheng Lu and Ximen stood on the barrier. The swordsman carrying two swords looked at the young man who had fought out of the demon clan, and then looked at the dazzling sword falling towards Parrot Island in the distance. He raised his eyebrows.
"Is this what he did last night?"
Ximen nodded and said, "Yes."
Cheng Lu chuckled lightly.
"He's really brave."
Ximen looked at Cheng Lu and said softly: "So I'll trouble you, senior brother, to watch him more today."
Cheng Lu turned to look at Ximen.
"And you?"
Ximen calmly took off the broken knife and said nothing. He just lifted the knife and smashed it into the battlefield with the mighty vitality of heaven and earth.
Ximen's knife was very thin and broken.
But the world will naturally never forget that his sword was strong and straight.
Whether Ximen's sword is as fast as Cheng Lu's sword is a matter of differing opinions among the world.
Cheng Lu stood on the barrier with her sword behind her back, and there was no movement. She probably wanted to see if the sword cultivator who had chopped off a strand of her hair back then was much faster with the sword in his hand.
And the young man under the umbrella was already killing him deep into the battlefield.
If this was the battlefield of a war between witches and ghosts, this approach would undoubtedly be an extremely stupid act of committing suicide.
The people of the Witch and Ghost Way who are located at the rear of the battlefield are naturally weak, but once they fall into the depths of the battlefield and fall into the weird Witch and Ghost techniques, such as detention and summoning spirits, it is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.
This is also the reason why Mei Quming and the others tried several times to break through in Nanyi City but failed.
But the demon clan is different.
Scatter some, just a few, and there will be no demons who are not afraid of death to climb out of the Styx.
There will be no grand and vast magic that covers the entire sky.
Naturally, Nandao is not one man with one sword.
When some sword cultivators saw the young man heading towards the depths of the battlefield, heading straight for the big demon behind who was performing sorcery and playing the sound of a xun, they also followed him.
The sword light shuttled back and forth, and an extremely bright path appeared in the entire night battlefield.
But soon, Nan Dao and the others encountered many big monsters that were surrounding this place.
The prime minister will not be tricked twice in the hands of the spirit witch.
Neither will the demon clan.
When everyone saw the black umbrella, they thought of the sudden sword attack last night that caught everyone off guard.
This is not the speed that an enlightened sword cultivator should have.
The flower-piercing sword can naturally not only penetrate flowers and leaves, but also flower Wuxi.
You can also traverse the entire battlefield.
The fastest sword in the world.
It's an extremely simple name.
But it’s enough to shock the world.
So when the young man rushed away, a sword with powerful demonic power and sword intent fell from the battlefield.
The forward movement of Nandao was forced to stop.
Naturally, Nan Dao would not resist the great demon in the world with his sword. The sword wind circulated around him and he avoided it. The sword slashed through the air and overturned many demon clans with low demon power.
Fortunately, the sword cultivator retracted his sword quickly, and the long sword quickly turned back.
The young man under the umbrella raised his head and saw the demon with the sword.
At the end of the mountain forest, standing on an old tree branch, if anyone's appearance was to be considered, this person should be a swordsman in his thirties.
But since he is a demon clan, he doesn’t know how old he is.
The power of that sword was even greater than that of the sword nun Zi Chu Yao in Tianqi Town.
It can be seen that this big demon is still a strong existence even in the small realm.
It's just a boy, not a boy.
Although Nandao is only in the realm of enlightenment and walking on the snow, his vitality is abundant and majestic. Even if his sword power is insufficient due to age problems, he has been tempering Xie Chunxue's sword power for a long time in that bamboo forest. Naturally, Not weak.
Sword cultivators need to sharpen their swords before they draw them, which is probably the truth of the sword sect in the human world.
Xie Chunxue is that excellent millstone.
Helping Nan Dao sharpen his sword in the main realm of Jiudie Cliff naturally benefited the young man a lot.
Nan Dao just looked up and lowered the edge of the umbrella again. While resisting the attack from the monsters on the battlefield, he also stood up.
Like a frightened bird, he suddenly passed over those monsters and slashed away with the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand.
The demon cultivator calmly raised his hand and recalled his sword.
Naturally, most of the demon cultivators in the world also practice the sword intention method.
You can walk with a sword, or you can hold a sword in your hand.
The cold light swept through the night and fell into the hands of the great demon. This demon cultivator, who was no different from the sword cultivator in the world, struck the young man with a sword from above the treetops in the mountain forest.
The mighty sword wind spread around the two of them, blowing away a lot of the fog of war between them.
Nan Dao saw the face of this big demon very clearly.
Just like the Demon Blowing Xun who was nailed to the rock by himself last night.
It is the eyebrows and eyes of the world, the lips and teeth of the world.
Everything is what the world looks like.
Except for the demonic power scattered around him.
The big demon also saw the appearance of the man under the umbrella.
It’s the boy’s eyebrows, his lips and teeth.
Everything looks like a teenager.
In addition to the extremely majestic, nearly vortex-like vitality and the all-powerful sword intent.
The big demon was obviously a little frightened.
He thought that the owner of such a sword might be young, but he never thought he would be so young.
Nan Dao was very calm, letting go of all the messy thoughts. The sword intention was flowing on the Peach Blossom Sword. The wind was blowing slightly, and the meaning of wind and snow was gradually rising. Then, in the shocked eyes of the sword cultivators who were left behind, It was a sword that slashed the big demon back.
However, at this time in the demon camp, the big demon retreated, and countless small demons surged forward.
South Island calmly sunk an umbrella around me, and Parrot Island came suddenly in the night, dragging the cold light of the moon around me.
The little demons around him who were filled with unreasonable anger were chopped away again.
For a while, no one dared to come close anymore.
The sword cultivators in the small town looked at this scene with complicated expressions.
Are you telling me that this is a sword cultivator in the Snow Realm?
Nandao may not have thought about it himself.
The boy who was trapped by the Jingsi Lake by the sword.
In the human world, it is actually already very strong.
It's just that what he faced all along was a being far higher than him.
For example, Ximen, Qingjiao, or the Human Sword Sect.
Perhaps when he fought against Qingjiao that day in Luofeng Canyon, and used the Rain-watching Realm to take advantage of the wind and snow to defeat the Donghai Sword Cultivator who was in the First Realm of the Trail, many things had already appeared.
Parrot Island was still wandering around him, but the young man under the umbrella held a sword and chased him away in the night wind.
However, Cheng Lu, who was standing on the barrier outside the town, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
The next moment Nan Dao chased away, the sound of the human music changed, from desolate to high, like a ray of sword light suddenly breaking through the night and straight into the sky.
The young man under the umbrella couldn't help but be startled, and his mind was a little dazed.
"To the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet..."
Peach Blossom's voice came out calmly from the Divine Sea.
Nan Dao came to his senses, raised his hand and placed the Peach Blossom Sword across the umbrella frame. With one stroke of the sword, the sound of Qing Yue's sword echoed through the forest.
The sound of sword sounds coming from the mismatch between the sword intention on the umbrella and the sword intention on the sword, under the blessing of the peach blossom Taoism of the Divine Sea, instantly suppressed those evil songs.
On the rocks in the distant mountains, there was a big demon standing with a xun, but suddenly a mouthful of demon blood spurted out, and the sound of the xun in the entire human world was stagnant for a moment.
Then he picked up the Tao Xun stained with demon blood again, brought it back to his lips, and continued to whistle the desolate song with the demon blood.
However, the next moment, a sword came.
The sword intent was gone, and there was only a faint cold light, like a faint thin line passing through the night.
He nailed the big demon to the rock behind him with his body, just like last night.
But this sword did not come from Parrot Island in the South Island.
It is difficult for Parrot Island to suppress the cold light coming from the Sword Lake.
That's Cheng Lu's sword.
The moment of stasis brought about by the South Island allowed the sword cultivator of Liuyun Sword Sect to accurately find the land of Yaoqu, and then struck with a sword.
The sound of the xun gradually became lower and lower until it was no longer heard in the world.
The sword cultivator demon came again.
The power of this sword is even stronger than the previous one.
Nan Dao held the umbrella and left. The Peach Blossom Sword fell with snow shavings, but it once again killed the big monster back into the forest.
But before the young man's sword power could be fully exerted, a demonic force emerged in the world.
Naturally, there is more than just a great sword cultivator here.
Nan Dao's expression became solemn as he looked at the several big demons that were charging at them with strong demonic power in the night. He turned around and wandered only three feet in front of him.
Holding an umbrella across the sword, the sword wind is mighty.
However, the young man in the snow-trodden realm was left alone to deal with the attacks of those big demons, so he was naturally a bit stretched.
The sonorous sound of the piano arose. Among those chilling sounds, there were sword lights coming fiercely, Taoist magic trapping the world, and even a big demon with surging demonic power, raising his fist to strike down.
Nan Dao's horizontal sword and sunken umbrella were just like what Xie Chunxue and the others said.
This umbrella is also an extremely sharp sword in the world.
After having withstood the impact of many demonic sword intentions, some sword intentions finally began to revive on the dark umbrella surface, like fish in the stars, swimming on the umbrella surface, but they were able to withstand all the killing power. down.
But the force of the impact still inevitably fell on Nan Dao.
The hand holding the umbrella seemed to be overwhelmed in an instant, and it was twisted strangely, with a lot of blood seeping out from under the skin.
All the big demons were driven away by the black umbrella.
However, the Yiaozhou Island and Peach Blossom Sword in the South Island were also thrown out by the huge impact.
It was inserted diagonally around the young man's body.
Seeing that all the swords in Nan Dao's hands were suppressed, those big monsters would naturally not let go of this opportunity and come to bully him again.
Cheng Lu, who was watching the changes from afar, saw this picture, and his expression changed.
He frowned earlier because he realized that there was something strange in the mountains and forests behind the demon clan.
It's just that he didn't expect that there would be so many big monsters hidden in it. It was obviously because of the ambush caused by the sword last night.
However, even if he had realized it, it was still too late.
But the next moment, Cheng Lu looked at the boy strangely.
The young man did not recall the two swords.
Instead, he reached for the scabbard behind him.
At the same time, the young swordsman seemed to hear some extremely strange chanting sounds.
One is that there is a way in the world.
The second is birth and death.
There is a way in the world, but it is like dung.
go through fire and water. There are three out of ten disciples who are good at maintaining health... Those who are good at maintaining health will not avoid tigers when traveling on land, and will not be attacked by armored soldiers when entering the army...
The boy under the umbrella drew his third sword.
Under the black umbrella, many demon clans seemed to vaguely see a figure in white appearing.
It seems like it's just an illusion.
Under the umbrella is just a young man with a sword drawn.
At the same time, in the divine sea of the South Island, in front of the thatched cottage in the corner of the wind and snow.
The peach-faced man in white stood up calmly, his Taoist rhyme and Taoist prose flowing around him, and landed around the young man under the umbrella.
The world is like entering a mysterious realm.
It's like being a young man in a deserted place.
...
Under the town barrier, countless sword cultivators stared blankly at the scene under the distant mountains and forests.
The young man, armed with an umbrella and three swords, stopped in a bloody scene.
The sword light is brilliant, the sword intention is awe-inspiring, the sword wind is majestic, and the sword master is calm.
Last night's story was too hasty. It just disappeared under the moonlight with a sword, and then everything stopped.
But what happened tonight was obviously much more publicized.
It is naturally a rare thing for a sword cultivator who has achieved Taoism and is able to defeat a big demon with one sword.
However, a sword cultivator who had attained the Dao-Treading Snow Realm, as if entering a land where no one was around, killed several big monsters behind the monster clan.
This is undoubtedly an extremely shocking thing.
So the world began to believe that the Juli swordsman back then did fight Qinglian with the ancient style of swordsmanship.
Some stories are simply incredible.
Whose general is that?
A young boy stood up on the eaves with his sword in his arms, and said proudly.
"He is a Lingnan sword cultivator, my uncle."
Yuan Sanzhou, who was deeply trapped in the power of the demon clan and was left behind, also looked there blankly.
It turns out that this is the meaning of carrying the wind and snow on Lingnan's shoulders.
The young man is the wind and snow.
You will always see it in the world.
...
Not a fight to the death.
When such a young man suddenly reached the rear of the demon clan and killed several big demons in a row, the power of the demon clan collapsed.
How they came over mountains and ridges, were separated in front of the town, how they were scattered over mountains and ridges.
Ximen took the broken knife and climbed up the barrier again.
He raised his eyebrows as he looked at the monsters that were fading away like the tide but avoiding the area where the young black umbrella was.
"Is he really that powerful?"
Cheng Lu nodded sincerely.
"Yes."
Ximen was a little sad.
"He just stepped into the snow..."
Simon just said this softly.
Cheng Lu turned to look at Ximen and said with a strange expression: "Why, are you worried that you won't be his opponent in the future?"
Ximen sighed and said, "If it were you, wouldn't you be afraid?"
Cheng Lu said sincerely: "Of course I'm not afraid. My Si Po Sword has always been kind to others and never made enemies."
Ximen chuckled and said, "So how did you get the name Si Po Sword?"
The name of the Four Breaking Swords naturally comes from the fact that when the people on the twelfth floor went crazy and were caught by Cheng Lu, they killed them with one sword.
Cheng Lu said calmly: "He is not a madman."
Ximen wanted to say something, but Cheng Lu just waved his hand and said, "You don't have to tell me anything about what happens if you turn into a lunatic. I am a member of the Liuyun Sword Sect, and I may do things for money in the future." He is a killer, but he will not be a jailer who will never suspect a crime. Your reasons have nothing to do with me."
Ximen stopped talking in silence and sat down on the night wall of the fortress.
After a long time, the sword cultivator wiped the blood on the knife and said slowly: "I will take action tonight."
Simon climbed down the rampart.
the reason is simple.
Because that human line of defense was once pushed under the barrier. Once those monsters really cross the barrier, the long-range suppression power of the Northern Wizardry behind them will naturally be broken.
Fortunately, when Ximen entered the battlefield, the front of the Hengdao battlefield was like a rock, blocking the torrent with incomparable tenacity.
On the battlefield, it is naturally not a matter of personal heroism.
The young man under the umbrella went in alone, killed the big monster and returned.
However, the entire battlefield situation is still maintained by everyone in Yunjue Town.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for a young man like that to really break out to the rear under the siege of thousands of demon clans on his own.
Under the Ximen sword, there is no demon blood.
Cheng Lu naturally knew what Ximen meant.
The demon clan's offensive will only become more and more fierce.
Just like their determination to go south.
Retracing the path of thousands of years ago is probably their only option.
It’s just that the demon clan has prospered and developed for thousands of years.
The human world has not yet fallen.
If it weren't for the Huangliang incident, they wouldn't have been able to get here smoothly no matter what.
Cheng Lu was very calm.
"It doesn't matter, the world won't always be empty."
If the power of the demon clan is really frozen in the Bailu territory.
When Xuanxue and Qingluo further north were calmed down and Liuyun Sword Sect turned its head to the south, Bailu would naturally not be able to hold on for a long time.
Ximen didn't say anything else. He wiped off the demon blood on the knife and looked at the young man walking back slowly in the night, holding an umbrella and carrying a sword.
A smile appeared on Cheng Lu's face, looking at the boy who hadn't seen him for a long time.
"It seems you are working really hard, Nan Dao."
The young man under the night barrier raised his head. His face was a little pale and full of demon blood, but he was very calm.
I just asked Cheng Lu a question.
"Senior brother, do you know where Zhang Xiaoyu is?"
Cheng Lu was silent for a while and said, "I want to know too."
So naturally they don’t know.
Even Xie Chunxue, who was the only one who knew Zhang Xiaoyu's whereabouts at that time, also lost sight of the sword cultivator in white after that sword strike.
Nan Dao lowered his head and remained silent for a while before responding to Cheng Lu's previous words.
"Thank you for the compliment, senior brother."
Cheng Lu smiled slightly and watched the boy climb up the barrier. Ximen on the side had a complicated expression.
Nan Dao glanced at him and said softly: "Master Ximen, are you afraid?"
Simon didn't say anything, just turned around and left in the night.
This behavior naturally means that Ximen has murderous intention in his heart.
It's just that the story at the moment is not suitable for such a thing anyway, so I simply turn a blind eye.
The man from Heavenly Prison who carried the broken sword on his back probably still felt a little lucky in his heart.
Glad this story happened.
Let them truly see the growth rate of such a young man.
He seemed to have done nothing, just drank wine in the mountains, and he became a being that amazed the world.
This is incredible.
Ximen once thought that he was a genius, but he probably doesn’t think so now.
Cheng Lu, who stayed on the barrier with Nan Dao, had no such idea.
There has always been a saying in the world - the people in Mojianya are heavenly beings and cannot be viewed with the eyes of the world.
Cheng Lu was very receptive to this idea.
So he was just amazed and amazed.
"Senior Sister Qiu's choice was very correct."
Cheng Lu smiled slightly.
Such a young man.
Naturally, he should be the one from Mojianya.
