This day.

Everyone will remember this name.

Qingyun Sword Gate, Xu Wu!

He alone made the five major sword sects dare not compete with him.

After the female disciple in the red vest in Wanjian Villa was defeated, the five major sword sects no longer sent people to the stage. The old god was there and sat on the stands to the storm.

No matter how outsiders talk, the winner is the one who stands at the end.

On this day, Xu Wu was the leader, and even the Five Mountains Sword Sect had to look at him sideways.

He was invincible when he stood on the stage.

On the first day of the alliance, the situation reached a point that made ordinary people desperate, and everyone became Xu Wu's supporting roles.

Many genius swordsmen who want to become famous in the alliance battle have all broken their swords sadly today.

But they had to go.

After today, there will be no future tomorrow.

I just hope to block Xu Wu's second move, so I got a little comforted to the other people.

Because everyone knows that today is just the beginning, and tomorrow is the climax.

The five major sword sects will not sit idly by and watch an unknown disciple of the little sword sect steal all their popularity.

Everyone is waiting. What measures will the five major sword sects take to deal with the aggressive Xu Wu?

It's night.

A sneaky shadow appeared in the guest room area of ​​Gujian Villa.

Through the faint moonlight, this was a dark shadow that wrapped itself tightly, and even a single hair was exposed.

He looked around and saw the patrolling disciples of the Sword Sect leaving. In the absence, his body slipped and he crawled into one of the rooms like a loach.

The room lights went off suddenly.

clang!

When the sound of drawing the sword came, I heard a low cry:

"Wait a minute, it's me!"

The sound of the sword stopped and the lights ignited again.

Xu Wu, no, Qiye put down the fire note in his hand, looked at the masked man in black, and smiled faintly:

"You are still the same as before."

Cowardly, afraid of death.

However, even with Qiye's emotional intelligence, he knew that if he said these two words, the guy on the other side would turn against him.

So he had to hold it in his heart and slowly savor it.

Jiang Ping pulled the cover down and was not unfamiliar at all. He walked to the table by himself, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

"It's not easy to come to see you. I'll have a lot of eyes tonight."

Qiye's smile is always a luxury. Before Jiang Ping could react, he recovered his cold face that had not changed for thousands of years:

"A group of people who crow and dogs bark are not worth mentioning."

"Hey, they have to know that they have this evaluation in your heart, but they have to find a piece of tofu to kill him."

Jiang Ping took out a yellowed secret book and a booklet from his arms:

"I won't talk nonsense to you, I'm here to find you, but I'll give it to you."

"What?"

Qiye took it.

"The secret recipe of the Heavenly Sword, and my little experience, should be of some use to you."

Jiang Ping said proudly.

That was not a little bit of experience, but his whole understanding of the great perfection of his mind, intention, and the Three Swords of God. However, after writing for a long time, he has not even done all the moji yet.

It is too dangerous to fight for the life of the Tianjian, so it is better to leave this difficult operation to the real protagonist.

It would be nice for him to cheer up in the back.

Qiye is worthy of Qiye. After just looking through two pages, and then combined with Jiang Ping's experience and insight, he fell into an enlightenment in front of Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping looked at it and took several sips of the big lemon, and quickly took a big sip of tea before pressing the sour air.

Made, indeed, he has no experience to help, he is just an iron waste.

But not long after, Qiye opened his eyes and collected the secret book.

Jiang Ping was stunned and asked:

"You've finished your understanding now? It's too short."

Qiye shook his head: "There are too many insights and it won't be over for a while, I'll stop first."

That understatement seemed to him as if the epiphany could be carried out anytime and anywhere.

Jiang Ping admitted that he was sore again.

I just pretend to be a genius in front of others, this big guy is the real monster.

"Where did you get this secret?"

Qiye discovered that Jiang Ping always had such magical skills. The last time he gave him this is the case, and the same is the case with the "Sky Sword Essay" he gave him this time.

He seemed to be born to find its true value from some seemingly ordinary objects.

However, ordinary people must cherish these precious things and refuse to show them to others easily, but Jiang Ping shared them with him without any hesitation.

Qiye silently remembered this trust in his heart.

There are some words that brothers don’t need to say explicitly.

Jiang Ping pretended to be calm and said:

"Just the owner of this Gujian Villa, he is so poor that he almost sells his ancestral property. I exchanged it for ten thousand taels of silver."

"You took a big advantage."

Qi Ye said lightly.

"Hey, small profit, small profit."

Jiang Ping waved his hand, but his expression was full of writing. Yes, I am so sensible.

After pausing, Jiang Ping asked again:

"By the way, why are you thinking about fighting for the Sky Sword this time? Shouldn't you go into seclusion at the Demon Sect now?"

His relationship with Qiye was a back-to-back life-and-death entrusted, so there was no need to be polite, no need to slander, just ask anything directly.

Qiye thought about the language and said, "I heard that the Heavenly Sword is very strong, so I came. As for the retreat, it has ended, and I have broken through to the Grand Master."

Qiye said the word breakthrough very carefully.

It’s not that I’m worried about leaking some trump card, but that I’m afraid of hitting this friend.

After all, purely in terms of realm, the two of them have always been side by side, and occasionally Jiang Ping will even lead him slightly.

Now that he has made a breakthrough, although Jiang Ping has made great progress, even he has heard of the reputation of Sword Lord, the master's breakthrough through the Grand Master is ultimately a barrier of life and death.

Even when he broke through, he was only 80% sure and had no full confidence.

If Jiang Ping feels unfair, it may affect his next breakthrough.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Jiang Ping was not only not unhappy, but was so excited that his eyebrows even flew up:

"Haha, I knew you wouldn't let me down. Without the level of a grand master, how dare you go to the Heavenly Sword Peak to seize the Heavenly Sword?

It's OK, I'll hold your thigh tightly this time."

Although he had some guesses in his heart, Jiang Ping was admitted to Qiye and felt relieved.

It's not easy, this golden thigh finally grew into a towering tree.

Qiye also let go of his heart and even blamed himself a little.

He actually had doubts about Jiang Ping.

Jiang Pingke has always trusted him completely. Compared with the two, he felt even more ashamed of this brotherly relationship.

However, when he heard Jiang Ping's words of hugging his thighs, Qi Ye couldn't help but shake his head and said:

"You are now the Sword Lord of the Sword Demon Lord, why should you always say something to belittle yourself?"

When we parted last time, Jiang Ping was still a weak master, and even a master who was one level lower than him had worked so hard.

Now he can fight beyond the level. If the Sword Slash Demon Lord wants to do this, you can imagine how much hardship he suffered in it.

He experienced the pain of cutting into pieces in the blood pool of Ten Thousand Spirits, and the shedding of life and death, and made his progress today.

Jiang Ping must be no less than him.

Look at what kind of blows and stimulation his gray hair will have to go through to make his head turn white at this age.

Qiye didn't dare to ask too much, just because he was afraid of arousing Jiang Ping's sad memories.

In his eyes, pain and strength have always been equal.

Jiang Ping looked at Qiye's face suddenly with emotion, as if I actually understood everything, and three big question marks appeared on his head.

What I said is nothing wrong. Have you come to some strange place again?
Chapter completed!