The first stage of misery

Chapter 265 Knife Test

In Wendaoping, yellow sand is all over the sky, and the wind is howling, only the bluestone is located in the center.

Li Wushuang, who returned to this place, looked at the figure with the sword on his back, restrained aura, and the figure standing in it, frowning slightly, showing displeasure,

"Who are you? Come to me and ask Daoping what's the matter?"

"This is the place where I ask about the knife, so naturally I came here to ask about the knife. As for who I am, just use the knife in your hand to verify who I am!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw a sword intent that shook the sky and ten places and swept the surroundings. In an instant, the wind stopped, the sand fell, and everything was quiet.

In Li Wushuang's eyes, he seemed to see the extreme of the sword, the end of the sword,
"Who are you?"

"What's the use of the top, leaving you alone; there is no way in the rivers and lakes, and the world is my enemy!"

"Come, let me witness your sword."

The Martial God who appeared here, Du Qianqiu, turned his back to Li Wushuang and said indifferently, his energy was like a condensed abyss, and his momentum was like the vastness of the universe.

Li Wushuang is well aware that the person in front of him is no small matter, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, condensing the meaning of the whole body, three moments of shocking and terrifying are combined into a shocking knife, the power can shake the sky and the earth, and the majestic momentum will destroy the ten directions.

"Not enough, your knife is too bad!"

A contemptuous word made Li Wushuang, who is lonely and cold, burst into anger. The edge of the blade became even colder. The dissipated blade energy split the space, and then he swung the long blade. The silver blade pierced through the air, and slashed at the opponent with indomitable power. go.

The cold wind blows, the cloak flutters, the body does not move, Du Qianqiu's eyes flicker coldly, the sword is not out of the sheath, a finger is lightly swiped, the sound of piercing the air suddenly rises, and the ordinary blow is as fast as wind and thunder,
Clang~
The clear and clear voice resounded at first glance, one is unparalleled in power and power, the other is understated, the two confront each other brazenly, after one move, they are cut off and the winner is divided.

"I lost!"

Seeing the broken knife in his hand, Li Wushuang was in a daze, then accepted his failure frankly,
"You are the undefeated mythical warrior god Du Qianqiu."

At this time, Li Wushuang remembered that Yi Niansheng had introduced countless strong men in the sword world to him, and one of them described the same as the person in front of him, so he asked aloud,
"Feel the blow just now, I hope you can understand."

Du Qianqiu didn't answer, and disappeared in the same place in an instant.
"See you next time, I will make you draw the sword behind you."

Sitting alone on the bluestone, the gust of wind that had subsided once again swept across the yellow sand in the sky. Li Wushuang held two broken knives in both hands and gradually merged with the surroundings, making it difficult to distinguish between the yellow sand and the people.

Yuhua condenses red, Yulong hermit and Yi Jiuming wait quietly,
Suddenly, a cold wind blew up, the lingering saber intent filled the air, indifferent and arrogant, with one hand behind his back, the sapphire mirror who looked down on everything came slowly,
"Shallow and deep sea retting and ups and downs, the gathering and scattering of empty dust reflects the virtual and the real."

"The sapphire mirror has been farewell since the Battle of the Five Peaks, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

"Every time Yulong Hermit appears when you appear, it means that something bad has happened. What made you come here this time?"

Facing Qing Yujing's words, Yulong Hermit remained calm and shook his head calmly.

"This time, I'm just a guide. It's the little friend next to me who has something to do."

Qing Yujing looked at Yi Jiuming after hearing the words, "You have a familiar aura about you, but I can't remember for a while, who wrote you the letter? Where are you now?"

"Senior, the name of the person who wrote you the letter is Yi Nian Sheng. As for where he is, I don't know. I am here today only for the sword spirit of the sword in my hand."

Yi Jiuming saluted lightly, then waved his sleeves, the evil atmosphere was everywhere, and the evil sword Nixi appeared out of thin air and stood between the two of them,

"Oh, this sword...!"

Qing Yujing frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to grab it, and a huge suction burst out. Ni Xi kept shaking and screaming swords, and seemed extremely resistant. Seeing this, Qing Yujing smiled indifferently: "It's useless to resist with a mere spirited soldier."

Immediately there was a sound of "shua", the standing evil sword flashed a cold light, and the sharp sword energy rushed towards the sapphire mirror,

"Senior!" Seeing this, Yi Jiuming wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Yulong hermit with a wave of his hand, "Don't worry, the strength of a generation of sword world masters is not an existence that can be hurt just by relying on it."

"Huh!" Qing Yujing saw that the evil sword dared to resist, showing displeasure on his face, his whole body erupted violently, sweeping across the spot with majestic force, the sword energy dissipated accordingly, and the evil sword Nixi was also held by him hands,
Nixi Sword Spirit took advantage of the evil sword in the opponent's hand and left, standing beside Yi Jiuming.

"You!" Seeing the familiar figure, Qing Yujing couldn't help but took half a step back, hesitant to speak,

Nixi Sword Spirit looked at the opponent's state and asked aloud: "You know me?"

"Hermit Yulong, why doesn't he come out of me?"

Sapphire Mirror sensed the other party's state, looked at the leisurely and melancholy Jade Dragon Hermit and asked, and the Nixi Sword Spirit was also watching the caster of the evil sword Nixi at this moment.

"Friends, don't be impatient." The Yulong hermit tapped the jade stick on the ground lightly, and the green bell rang to soothe his anxious mood, and then he explained: "At the beginning, he was seriously injured by the sword and died frequently, and I was hurt by you. Asking for medical treatment, he has no choice but to attach his soul to the sword I forged to nourish his soul."

"Now, don't you think it's as good as ever?"

"Then why don't I have the memory you mentioned, please answer me well!"

Nixi Sword Spirit stared at Yulong Hermit with indifferent eyes, wanting to find out what happened.

The Yulong hermit looked at the resolute Nixi sword spirit and sighed helplessly: "Your amnesia was caused by me on purpose."

As soon as the words fell, the evil atmosphere was lingering, and the evil sword Nixi instantly escaped from the control of the sapphire mirror, and was held in the hand of the sword spirit.
"reason?"

"Forget the past and start over, what's the reason?"

"You have no right to make decisions for others!"

The sound of piercing the sky resounded, and Nixi Sword Spirit stabbed straight with his sword, the sharp light of the sword shone in all directions.
"Ni Xi, don't be impulsive."

Yi Jiuming wanted to block it, but an unrivaled saber glow was one step ahead of him, directly knocking the evil sword out of Sword Spirit's hand,

Qing Yujing stepped forward with her hands behind her back, "The Hermit Yulong said it right. Forget the past and start your new life again. Sometimes the answers you are looking for will make you suffer, so it is better to be content with the present."

Nixi Jianling heard the words and looked at the calm and calm, cold and arrogant Qing Yujing, feeling disgusted for no reason, and then asked loudly: "What is the relationship between you and me?"

"I……"

"Hey, others stop, you come with me!"

Qing Yujing helplessly turned around and walked towards it, while Nixi Sword Spirit looked at his back and followed her with steps.

Entering it, the temperature plummeted, the biting cold was threatening, and a frozen figure was sleeping quietly inside the icicle,

The familiar feeling of being connected by blood makes Nixi Jianling's heart throb,
"She is……?"

"She is your mother, my lover Honghuayu."

"She was seriously injured like you back then, but I had no choice but to get rid of the hermit Yulong and treat you both, while Honghua was frozen here to recover. When she wakes up and sees you are fine, she must be very happy."

Qing Yujing looked at the face in the ice, with a sad expression on his face,

"What happened back then?"

Qing Yujing's face changed when he heard the words, and he waved his sleeves, "It's better not to know, and don't get back your previous memories, the current situation is fine."

"Okay, don't disturb Honghua's rest, you and I will leave."

After speaking, regardless of Nixi Sword Spirit's resistance, he brought it out of this place.

(End of this chapter)