Cui Zhaoye stared blankly. The girl in front of him was tall and straight, with a long sword on her back. She was dressed in neat white clothes and stood quietly like a young crane.

This kind of temperament is often unique to Taoists. Cui Zhaoye said nothing and stared at the scene carefully - it was a pair of apricot eyes that drooped seriously.

"Your Excellency...what are you doing with him?" Cui Zhaoye's eyes moved.

"..."

Cui Zhaoye blinked.

"It's nothing, it's just that Master told me that after entering the capital, I should come to see Brother Shi first." The girl paused, "I went to the Xiuwen Hall yesterday to pay a visit to Mr. Xu. She said that Brother Shi will come to the Huanlou Banquet with Miss Cui today. Okay. Find him here."

"But many people here are wearing masks... I don't know what Brother Shi looks like." The girl's tone was unavoidable as she felt embarrassed about being introduced by the two adults as her peers, but the etiquette was still thoughtful, "I hope Miss Cui can give me some guidance. "

Cui Zhaoye suddenly realized: "Oh! You are Pei Shaoxia's relative and friend in Bowang - are you Li Mingqing of Jade Feishan? Please sit down quickly!"

The girl was slightly startled: "No, I am Jiang Yin'er of the Shenxiao Sect."

During the conversation here, someone on the field had already moved forward, and it was indeed a colorful monkey face.

"Then I'll try it first, and you won't even laugh." The man laughed and took off his outer clothes, put down the thin jade staff in his hand, and wore an exquisite long sword on his waist.

He took off the monkey mask and shook his braid twice, revealing a soft and beautiful face with eyes shaped like a woman's.

It is Yu Ziliang.

Yu Ziliang is not a cultivator who can be called a "genius", but even in such an occasion, he is indeed qualified to draw that sword.

He has a very good talent. Even if his mind is not on cultivation, he still knows that this is the most reliable way to save his life. He is forced to practice by his father for two hours every day, and he is equipped with various rare treasures, elixirs, and qi swordsmanship. ...Some of the knights who went through all kinds of hardships to carefully assassinate him always died unbelievably tragically under his own sword in the end. That was always a very happy moment for him.

Now he drew his sword and stepped forward slowly. Everyone's eyes turned to him, not because they were curious about his sword skills, but because they wanted to see how this little sword fairy used his sword.

He Jiu was still lying on the cloud, still shaking the wine bottle in his hand, and had no intention of touching the sword. It seemed that someone had already accepted the challenge before he realized it.

Yu Ziliang tilted his head, and his next step accurately landed on the edge of the seventh step. The next moment, his eyes focused, and the arc-shaped sword light rose from his hand. His body suddenly leaned forward, and he followed the sword light and pressed to the ground. With a sweep, the soft and fast part is like a snake body.

[Snake Shock] is indeed a sword of demonic speed. There is no warning before the sword is drawn. It is like a thin snake hiding in a dark gap. The power of the sword has been accumulated in silence. After the sword is drawn, it is sudden and swift. No one can do it. Be able to react.

He Jiu said seven steps, the sword was prepared seven steps away, and it exploded suddenly within seven steps. Although it was a bit of a trick, it was also a result of cleverness, and a sword that could pass through seven steps with one sword was originally Not everyone can.

Yu Ziliang's purple clothes were really like a startling shadow. When the jade boots were raised, the sword was already in front of the startling shadow. However, in just a moment, before most people could react, the direction of the purple shadow had changed to backwards. .

Accompanied by the sound of the sword clanging and falling, Yu Ziliang fell to the ground, leaned his legs back, and then fell down again, with his braid hanging on his face.

On the other side, the little sword fairy's movements of shaking the wine pot did not change, and his body was still stuck in the clouds. His other hand held the end of the scabbard and stretched out. The sword stretched out from the scabbard, and the hilt of the sword stopped at the end. Six steps away.

Just now, it was this sword hilt that instantly shattered Yu Ziliang's [Slender Snake Shadow].

"The sword is weak and weak. It can only be used as a sword to bully the weak. Don't do it again." He Jiu said in a drunken voice. He retracted his arm, the sword clattered back into its sheath, and he raised his hand to summon another jug ​​of wine, "Here comes someone with real ability. "

Yu Ziliang sat up cross-legged in surprise, panted and turned around with a smile: "This guy is really awesome - Dongyu, how far did I just progress?"

The companions who were gloating about the misfortune made a gesture: "You just took the seventh step and you were sent out."

"..." Yu Ziliang stood up, bowed respectfully to the high seat of the chief, and then came back with his sword.

The three people sitting high up were only the Beihai Vein Master, who was looking at him with his eyes. Behind them, the man in plain clothes was still sitting quietly.

The guests with swords on their backs had already gathered around this place loosely. Several masks looked at each other. After a moment of humility, the man with the crane face and hairpin feathers came out first.

It was the Taoist priest who wore gold and white jade. He shook his head and took off his mask, revealing an ordinary-looking face with a gentle smile.

Cui Zhaoye clapped his hands: "It is indeed him!"

The waiter smiled and reported: "The true biography of Quanzhen Taoism, Zhuang Xian is a great disciple, [Red Snow and Flowing Zhu] Ning Chaoli."

Ning Chaolie nodded, held a sword salute to He Jiu, and said, "Senior, please give me some advice."

He Jiu leaned up and tilted his head and smiled: "It's not sure which one of us is older, why did you give me such a big deal?"

The sword test of these two people obviously attracted more people's attention. Quanzhen Taoism is also among the Thirty-three Sword Sects, and its origin is the dual cultivation of alchemy and sword. Ning Chao's list of moves is indeed an authentic Taoist style. The principle of "the inner part of the pill and the outer part of the sword" is extremely solid. Each sword must be fired from the inside, with plenty of energy and no emptiness.

The two of them exchanged the first move at the seventh step. Ning Chaolie used a mighty [Snow Flow Sword], which was derived from the Xuanmen's right way of winning with full energy. The little sword fairy stood up on the clouds, and the two swords intersected. , his sword struck the opponent's sword tip, and was immediately suppressed by the snowy river-like sword energy!

Of course, the onlookers were all distinguished guests, and there were also voices of applause. Ning Chaolie ranked 121st on the Duck Ranking at the age of 22, and eliminated those evildoers with a snap of his fingers. He was a rare talent at the top of the Jianghu. It was not easy to see such a person using his sword.

Ning Chaolie's face was very peaceful. He succeeded with one sword and stepped into the sixth step. The sword force was smooth and smooth, like leading a snow river into a river, naturally without any gaps.

The Taoist sword is neutral and peaceful. One sword wins, which is often equivalent to laying the foundation for victory. It is the sword technique that is the least likely to make mistakes and the most difficult to turn around in the Jianghu.

The little sword fairy dragged the sword away, turned around like a dancer and knocked his foot. The sword rose like a silver dragon and hit Ning Chaolie's sword. The next moment, it was swallowed by the snow flow. It is natural for a dragon to enter a spring river.

The little sword fairy took another step back, and Ning Chaolie advanced again, already at the fifth step. Ning Chaolie had the upper hand with one sword, and the two swords carried the opponent's sword force down. At this time, those who knew swords could see that he had controlled more than 80% of the game of swords, and Ning Chaolie himself was of course the one who knew it best.

His expression was still calm, and the heart of Hengzheng had been cultivated long ago, so when it was time to explode, he did not hesitate at all.

The snow river fell off a cliff thousands of feet high.

This sword should have two changes, up and down. After flowing smoothly, if the enemy's momentum is difficult to control, it can turn into flying mist and rain; if the enemy's momentum is under the river, it can fall into a thousand-foot waterfall.

The sudden explosion happened so suddenly that several people wearing swords did not understand this sword and uttered a lost voice of surprise, and more people did not expect it at all. But now on the field, only one person needs to really face this sword.

He Ju raised his hand and took a sip of wine.

The snow covered his face, and he twisted his wrist and slid, and the blade landed on the root of Ning Chaolie's sword with a "ding" sound.

The next moment, as if in response, two clear sword sounds rang out at the same time, coming from the tip of the sword and the middle of the sword respectively. The thousand-foot snow flow turned into mist in an instant, and Ning Chaolie's sword fell off his wrist and fell to the ground.

Ning Chaolie was stunned and clenched his fist.     Most people didn't understand this sword. The sword of the little sword fairy didn't reveal any true energy throughout the whole process. Ning Chaolie's Haoran sword had been scattered like a shattered dewdrop. It was really a dreamlike scene.

Until that phantom-like black snake face whispered: "...Seven-step sword control."

The people wearing the sword were shocked.

"It turns out to be true." Cui Zhaoye clapped his hands in astonishment, his eyes bright, "It is said that He Jiu can calculate the seven steps of the sword. Once a move is made, the changes of the next seven moves are already in his eyes... So Ning Chaolie saw that the sword was within three steps, and there was no gap or leakage within three steps. After three moves, He Jiu calmly took the sword and won."

All those who realized this were inevitably surprised. Ning Chaolie was indeed four steps behind He Jiu, but being able to focus on the three swords was already an ability that people admired.

Because the so-called calculation of three steps is by no means just thinking about what sword to use in the third step when the first sword is made. That is just a plan and a gamble; when attacking, you must ensure that you can use this sword in the third step, and when defending, you must ensure that the third step is under your control. This is the "calculation of three swords".

That means extremely solid and confident sword practice. The so-called time and space within three feet and after three moves is controlled by my will.

In the martial arts world, being able to keep a steady eye on the changes in the current fight is already an excellent swordsman; if the eyes can see the next move earlier than the opponent, the opponent will feel "ghostly and invisible", not to mention falling behind three moves, let alone falling behind seven moves.

Within seven steps, all swords are controlled, and my sword is undefeated... In the past, this little sword fairy was the best in the world in chess and sword, and now he has finally revealed a little.

"But... what is the sword he used to defeat Ning Chaolie?" Cui Zhaoye frowned slightly, "It's really simple to exquisite swordsmanship."

"【Three Trees】." Jiang Yin'er beside him said in a serious voice, "The opponent's sword is the sacred tree, and the three trees will die if they are broken. The principle of this sword is simple and simple to use, but it requires extremely high insight and control from the swordsman."

"Ah... It turned out to be this sword."

There is no collision of true energy, no interference of magic, no suppression of realm, this is a pure chess and sword meeting.

Cui Zhaoye finished his praise and turned to look at the girl: "So it's Jiang Zhenchuan in person, sorry - Zhenchuan wants to try the ancient sage's sword?"

Jiang Yin'er paused and shook her head, but she glanced at the person in the upper position and whispered: "Miss Cui, I heard from Mr. Xu that this is the end of the Liguan case. Do you know the beginning and end of this matter?"

Cui Zhaoye was slightly stunned: "... No, did Mr. Xu want you to investigate this matter?"

Jiang Yin'er shook her head. There was a small jade pendant dangling on the side of the plain mask, which made her almond eyes look more peaceful: "I I just arrived in Shenjing the day before yesterday, and I only heard Mr. Xu's general situation. But I think now that the culprit is sitting up there without showing his face, and those people are suffering down there, we have to do something. "

Cui Zhaoye looked at the girl, and felt a little ashamed for a moment. He pursed his lips and said seriously: "Jiang Zhenchuan... There are divisions of labor, and there are opportunities for action. You are a newcomer, do you know who the four people up there are? ——In short, if you want to do anything... you can discuss it with me first. "

Jiang Yin'er nodded gently, and the small jade pendant shook again, not knowing what she was thinking.

Looking at the field, she said to herself: "Senior Brother Ning's inner alchemy swordsmanship is so good... In fact, his outer alchemy swordsmanship is the best in Quanzhen, but it's a pity that it's not convenient to use it here. "

The jump in thinking made Cui Zhaoye confused for a moment, and he just looked back.

Ning Chaolie was picking up the sword on the field, and He Jiu smiled with satisfaction, turned over and returned to the cloud, and said drunkenly: "The sword is full of energy and is smooth, enough to defeat ninety-nine swords in the world. What a good sword!"

Ning Chaolie held the sword and saluted: "May I ask you, Senior, Chaolie has been practicing his sword, and I always feel perfect and can't improve. However, it is always difficult to win against enemies like you. I don't know how to break through the barriers and enter a new realm?"

Cui Zhaoye was just raising his eyebrows slightly, but heard the girl next to him whispering: "Brother Ning's diligence and progress are impeccable, but it's a pity that your sword talent is not the highest, so there is nothing I can do."

He Ju on the field was laughing at this time: "You are on the right path, just keep improving, the more you practice, the better you will be. As for the dullness in your heart and the lack of spirit on your sword... that is a lifelong thing. It's just that at your age, although you know it, it's hard to accept it."

"..."

It's always cruel to see a mountain that you can't cross in your life at the age of 20. Cui Zhaoye sighed lightly, but saw Ning Chaolie lowered his eyebrows, without much expression, still straightened and saluted, and smiled as he left the field.

It was originally a competition of skills, and no matter who won or lost, everyone watched with relish.

On the other side, the theme of the poem has also been posted. It is a very interesting "This Night". More guests have been trained in this aspect. Whether they have masks or not, they are eager to recite a couple. Unfortunately, no one can surpass the exquisite and autumn night spirit of Shangguan Xueshi.

Cui Zhaoye turned around and saw another person on the sword field. The man had a bronze complexion, simple clothes, and a single sword. It was Chu Shuiting, the true disciple of Shushan.

This cultivator caused a lot of contempt. He is 23 years old this year. It seems that he has stayed in the last year of the pulse realm. He has made a great reputation in the world with his sword and does not rely on his master at all.

Compared with Ning Chaolie, who also practices the way of alchemy, this is indeed a young swordsman who truly represents the swordsmanship of the Tang Dynasty. He obviously came here for this purpose. At this time, he was also solemn enough. When he drew his sword and stepped within seven steps, he had already startled a glimmer in He Jiu's eyes.

The two sword lights bloomed almost at the same time.

It is difficult to summarize the sword of Shushan in one word, but Chu Shuiting's sword can definitely be summarized in one word.

Danger.

After wandering around for several years, he finally shaped the four words "use life as sword", which is also the sword art that Ning Shuhong realized on the night when his clothes were soaked with blood.

Cui Zhaoye likes this kind of sword art, his clear eyes are fixed and he holds his breath to watch the battle on the field.

In an instant, strange and colorful changes broke out, and a series of unrestrained sword lights filled people's vision.

Ning Chaolie stood by with his sword, and at this moment he once again truly felt the world that he could not reach.

The word "sword art" is converging, and the fight between the two is striving to move towards a simple and direct realm, pointing to the throat, piercing the heart, cutting the wrist... Everyone feels a shocking beauty from this sword fight.

Cui Zhaoye also saw more clearly at this moment the road she and Pei Ye were about to take. Today, the four words "Seven Steps Sword Control" stirred up a lot of her inspiration.

But Chu Shuiting is still far away after all.

Seven steps, six steps, five steps... one step, one kill, in the blink of an eye, he had crossed the line that Ning Chaolie had arrived at, and applause broke out in the field.

Then it was actually four steps, three steps... Jiang Yiner suddenly said: "Wrong."

The next moment, Chu Shuiting was about to take another step forward, but was stopped by He Jiu's sword. The little sword fairy took a big sip and smiled with satisfaction: "Good! It's a refreshing sword! - It's a pity that you took this road and encountered the sky wall, which made you even more helpless."

Xu Menglang looked at this side, and the magical and colorful sword shadows passed through his pupils, making people have to admire it even if they didn't understand it. However, at this time, he turned his head and looked, but still didn't see the figure of the young man.

But suddenly he was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and there was indeed footsteps on the stairs behind him.

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