Tell you not to touch my sword [Cultivation]

Those who can participate in hunting down the young master of Jianchi are all ambitious people.Similarly, they also have the strength to match their ambitions.

Even without a woman to drink, they quickly calmed down from the shock.

Among them, those who had a gap with the sword pool, not only were not overwhelmed by the aura of the sword formation, they were depressed, but they were full of interest, happy to see the hunting heart.Perhaps what they care about is not the Ninth Grade Spirit Sword, but how to deal a severe blow to Xiao He!

The sword cultivator, who was defeated by Xiao He dozens of years ago and lost his arm, pulled out the talisman sword hidden in Chuanhao with one arm, and shouted to the sky: "Today, I will kill this boy to sacrifice to the river, so that the turtle son of Xiao He Look at the fate of the old man!"

Xiao He has lived in seclusion in Jianchi for the past 20 years. The enemies he formed in the early years could not enter Jianchi, so he had to find another way out and transfer the target of revenge to the next sword master of Jianchi, Xiao He's only son.

When Xiao Daoluan first traveled to Jianchi, he encountered no less than ten interceptions before he left the southeast.With the improvement of his cultivation base, fewer and fewer people asked him to settle old scores. Unexpectedly, this time seemed to stir up the bottom of the pool, and the scum that had been silent in the past suddenly appeared.

The one-armed swordsman's mind is very simple, the more outstanding Xiao Daoluan's talent in the way of swordsmanship is, and the farther he goes in practice, the greater the blow to Xiao He will be when he suddenly falls.

Now that many forces are gathering, each with their own ulterior motives, it is a great opportunity for him to fish in troubled waters.

Let those people fight for the Laoshizi Spirit Sword, the old man just wants to chop off this kid's head and use it as a ball.

The one-armed swordsman missed a bit.He was looking for revenge, so he naturally chose Xiao Daoluan among the three sword formations, and those who came for the spirit sword also picked him.

More than a dozen hidden pursuers in Jiang'an attacked one after another, and most of them rushed at the young master Jianchi who was carrying a spirit sword.

Xiao Daoluan remained calm.

There is no such thing as the eye of the formation in the Yuejue Sword Formation, and there is no one who presides over the formation. Concentrating forces to break through one place is not a good way to break the formation.The offensive and defensive positions of the three of Gein can be switched at any time, and the seemingly weakest point may hide the next moment of murderous intent.Although he was under a lot of force at this time, he didn't have to worry about the sword array being broken.

Seeing that the young master was surrounded, the two old servants of Jianchi didn't panic at all.Using the sword as a boat, the old man from the armory shop stood up from the ground, looking for a gap between the besiegers' footwork changes, and exchanged positions with Xiao Daoluan in the sword formation.

The three strands of sword energy also originating from the sword pool inner sect technique firmly supported the sword array.Being in the sword array and unable to attack for a long time, everyone felt more or less anxious.

The one-armed swordsman who was the first to approach Xiao Daoluan's side had already noticed that his internal breath was not stable, and there was a faint sign of stagnation, and he was afraid that he would be powerless to retreat soon.The man in his prime was deposed, he had accomplished nothing for more than [-] years, and seeing that there was no hope of revenge again today, the one-armed swordsman was aroused a little bloody, regardless of the criss-crossing sword energy in the formation, he stood up and forced Xiao Daoluan who was about to go ashore.

A cultivator who has been immersed in the way of swordsmanship for decades and has the will to die is undoubtedly terrifying.Even though he was in the sword array and Yaoyao got the support of two majestic sword qi, Xiao Daoluan did not meet the sword, and retreated sideways to avoid its sharp edge.

The dozen or so pursuers are far from being the same people. They each have their own masters and have different thoughts, but their judgments on the current situation are all accurate.The one-armed swordsman sacrificed his life to approach Xiao Daoluan, and they took advantage of the situation to create an opportunity for him.If he could kill Xiao Daoluan, he might not be able to sustain himself, and the spirit sword would also fall into their hands.If he can't kill Xiao Daoluan, it's fine to inflict serious injuries on the opponent so that they can do it next time.

Pulling around, the breath in the sword array is not as round and smooth as before.The one-armed swordsman realized that this would be of great benefit to him, so he attacked more fiercely.

Xiao Daoluan nodded his head to signal to the two old men that they don't need to help, so as not to expose unnecessary flaws in a hurry.As long as the sword array is still there, even if it is a little difficult for him to deal with it, his life will not be in danger.

The one-armed swordsman's sword, which was risking his life and death, had a sharp sword intent that he didn't usually have.

Xiao Daoluan once comprehended this meaning in the extreme north and melted it into the sword.It is precisely because the sword is very useful, and it is not something that a mediocre life can carry, so it is necessary to force oneself to an extremely dangerous and narrow place to capture the fleeting brilliance.

But not all sword cultivators are like him, who can practice while watching and refining their sword intent.There are many people like the one-armed swordsman.Either trapped in hatred, or obsessed with power, or going astray, a great talent was wasted for nothing.Some people did not get out of the cage they had drawn for themselves until they died, while some people took advantage of that moment to make a final breakthrough before they died.

The one-armed swordsman is the latter, and it is also the latter who can make Xiao Daoluan retain a trace of respect.

So he held his sword solemnly, and faced the one-armed swordsman dignifiedly.

"Hahahaha..." the one-armed swordsman raised his head and laughed, "I should show you..."

A blood mist exploded in the air, and the broken arm holding the sword fell into the river in an imperfect arc.

The swordsman who fell into madness thought that his great revenge had been avenged, laughed freely and madly, and then died with a smile.The corpse slowly froze on the river bank in a half-kneeling posture, both shoulders were empty, and the blood stained on one side was still fresh.

Seeing the defeat of the one-armed swordsman, the rest of the people relaxed their entanglement with the two old buddies, and instead looked for other ways to break the formation.Many of them are masters of formation, and after observing them for a long time, they should have some ideas.

The pursuer's offensive stopped for a while, but Xiao Daoluan's expression became more serious.

Black clouds came layer upon layer from the sky.

First line.

Another line.

Clothed into a fine net that does not allow people to escape, covering from the top of the head, nothing is left behind.

That was just the first sound of sword energy.

A sword that came from thousands of miles away made layers of black clouds tumbling like a sword in a raging sea, a sword he had seen before.

The suzerain of Lianshan sect is false.

Before he had time to think about why Lian Shanzong got involved, Xiao Daoluan had to put all his thoughts on dealing with this sword.

He has seen this sword before, and he will never forget its power.

A few months ago in the inn, Cang Wu, the head disciple of the Lianshan Sect, rebelled against the sect and willingly took the sword of Xuzhen from the suzerain.Xu Zhen didn't come in person, just a sword in the air destroyed the Qingmang who dared to wipe his tassel, and at the same time crippled Cang Wu's cultivation.

He thinks that his current cultivation base is stronger than Cang Wu's.

But Xu Zhen's sword used a little more force than before.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two old fellows tried their best to force the sword aura. As the sword aura overflowed, the invisible sword formation faintly shone with a layer of light.

The people who shrank their heads and hid in the cabin to look around were already shocked when they saw Jian Guang flying around in the air, and now they are even more amazed.

"Didn't you see a fairy?"

Shen Ke didn't have the heart to say such stupid words—the same words he had said many years ago—to stretch out his right hand out of the window, and to claw downward.

In the palm of the empty hand, there is a river full of water.As long as he lifts his elbow slightly, he can lift the river full of water.

I don't know if the water in the river can block the edge of Xuzhen's sword?

Shen Ke didn't look forward to it, but his elbow was slightly raised.He stared at Xiao Daoluan without blinking, and when the other party showed that he was powerless to deal with it, he would attack the next moment.

He promised Xiao Daoluan not to do anything, that was when the other party was safe and sound.

People who are on top of their hearts are going to be lost, so why bother so much?

……

Xiao Daoluan knew that Shen Ke must be watching the situation on the river, and the other party could also see that Xuzhen's sword was not easy to take.

But he has to.

He understands Shen Ke's temperament, just as Shen Ke understands him.Only when he received the sword calmly, could the opponent restrain himself from making a move.

Xiao Daoluan held the sword in his right hand, and pressed his left hand on top of his right.His fingertips rubbed lightly on the hilt of the sword, showing his rare anxiety and tension when dealing with the enemy.

The way he held his sword had always calmed him down.

The hilt of the sword is cold, with no extra decorations, and the slight bumps are the handwriting that has been smoothed.

The space between the two characters should be the name of the sword.

seems to be called one by one

The virtual sword has arrived.

A river, two banks, dozens of monks, more than a hundred travelers, looked up at the sword.

From far to near.

Top down.

It fell to the surface of the river like thunder and was gently brushed away.

Xiao Daoluan didn't make a move.

Neither did Shen Ke.

The two looked at each other in the direction of each other, and then looked at the place where the sword fell in disbelief.

There was no sword intent on the surface of the river, but under the river, a mass of dark shadow kept wandering, as if it was about to break through the river and come out.

When everyone held their breath, they could only hear the sound of splashing water, and a huge, slightly ugly head slowly poked out of the river.

A blue jade, or a blue dragon.

Qinglong lifted his eyelids lazily, looking down at everyone with impatience.It was living a leisurely life at the bottom of the river, but today it felt a little moved, so it floated up. I didn't expect so many people to disturb its purity.

After transforming into a dragon, it can be said to be fearless among monks in the world.Facing a thunderous sword, it opened its huge mouth unhurriedly, swallowing the invisible sword intent, as well as the sword energy capable of attracting thunder, in one gulp.

Without the traction of the air engine, the dark clouds quickly dissipated, and the sun fell on the river again.

Being comfortably illuminated by the warm sun, Qinglong stretched his muscles and burped a lot.

After eating and drinking, the slightest bit of unhappiness in his heart disappeared. He wagged his tail and dived into the bottom of the river again.This dive, I don't know how old it is.

"Ah." Someone in the cabin exclaimed, "No wonder this place is called Longmen."