The urban swordsman is invincible when he comes down from the mountain

The top of the mountain....

Green clouds and green peaks, a piece of rubble.

The once brilliant Shushan Sword Sect turned out to be like this.

Su Changfeng has a red mark on his neck....

Stand next to the rubble with two beautiful women and look for clues.

"Eight years ago, the Shushan Sword Sect was in ruins.

"But there will be no secrets on it.

"Otherwise, there will be no reasonable explanation for the miasma of the formation under the mountain.

Su Changfeng analyzed as he walked forward.

Turning the corner, he was suddenly stunned.

I saw an old man, wearing green military pants and a snow-white shirt.

He was carrying a manure bucket and fertilizing the vegetable patch with a scoop of water.

"It stinks! I didn't think there was an old man up there. "

It really affects the mood, farming next to the rubble of the Shushan Sword Sect.

"I think this old man must be the breakthrough of the problem!" Liu

Ruyan frowned slightly, pinched his nose with his slender jade hand, and his nails were blood-red.

But I didn't expect that at this time, there was a coquettish cry from beside me.

"Ahh Senior brother, look at that old man's fingers!"

also saw the strange old man, but Han Ruoxue showed another performance.

Softly pounced on Su Changfeng's body, his jade legs rubbed lightly, and his hands went down...

The second senior sister's move, Su Changfeng had no way except for his big head.

The swordsmanship is invincible and has killed countless people.

Moreover, the second senior sister who entered the beautiful country and became a female spy, how could she even be afraid of

corpses

and disabilities?

The old man took out his gloves from his trouser pocket and put them on the missing finger.

The belt is tightly tied, the waist is straight, and the white shirt has no wrinkles.

After hearing the voices of Su Changfeng and the others, he immediately showed cold eyes.

"Young man, you are not welcome here.

"Whatever you want, please leave Mashan. "

Otherwise, don't blame me for being unreasonable!" Hearing

the old man's scolding, Su Changfeng looked stunned.

Unexpectedly, the hidden realm on the other party has reached the stage of anti-soul.

"Such a master, a person carrying a dung bucket, planting vegetables next to the rubble of the collapse of the Shushan Sword Sect.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be from the Shushan Sword Sect.

The corner of Su Changfeng's mouth chuckled, Operate the Kunlun Sect's Heart Method, and cast a spell to suppress!

A frosty aura instantly made the grass and trees frost.

The

old man frowned !!

his brows, and his body soared.

A warm current surged out, dispelling the cold, and the hoarfrost on the grass and trees was also dissolved at the same time.

"It turned out to be a junior of Kunlun Mountain, what else should I be.

"The vegetables I worked so hard to grow can't withstand the frost, so you better go."

While speaking, the old man surnamed Zhao lowered his head and touched the vegetable leaves.

Su Changfeng's face changed slightly, because he could clearly feel that although this old man's realm was higher than his own, he was seriously injured.

"The predecessors of Shushan, the younger generations have been taught by the master to ask the immortal scriptures, and they can heal people's bones.

"I just felt from your breath that your old wounds can't be healed, and even if you have the realm of Soul Rejuvenation, you may not be my opponent.

"We just came to ask some questions, and we didn't mean it badly. Su

Changfeng's words were soft and hard.

On the one hand, he reminded the old man that he was equipped with earth-shattering medical skills.

He also told him that he was not his opponent, he was just here to ask questions, and there was no malice.

The implication is that you tell me what I want to know, and there are a lot of benefits.

If you don't obey, you can only see the truth under your hands.

Old man Zhao, who has experienced vicissitudes and countless winds and waves, how could he not understand the meaning of Su Changfeng's words.

"It's interesting, young man, but don't be too happy.

"If you were a disciple of another sect, I would still be afraid of reaching the Condensing Realm.

"But the Kunlun sect's exercises focus on the basics, although they can crush the powerhouses of the same level during the transformation period, and they can even cross the border to kill people.

"But in the contemplation period and the soul rejuvenation period, it is weaker than the immortal cultivators of other sects.

After saying this, Old Man Zhao withdrew his breath and walked out of the field tremblingly.

"Back then, Lao Zhao and I were seriously injured, but fortunately, it was your master who saved my life with the Immortal Sutra.

"For the Kunlun faction, I owe you a favor, and now is the time to repay your favor. There

was a cough, and the old man was holding his chest, and his straight waist was slightly bent.

It turned out that Shushan was destroyed that year, looking for the old man to be dying, and the head of Kunlun passed by and found that he still had a breath left.

He used the Immortal Sutra to save the old man's life, but the injury was too serious to heal.

Since then, the old man has been staying on the top of Shushan Mountain, guarding the rubble of the sect.

At this time, seeing that Su Changfeng and the others were from the Kunlun faction, he immediately let down his guard.

"It turned out to be a friend of Shizun...."

"Senior Zhao, junior Su Changfeng, this time I came to investigate the blood debt of the Su family that year.

"It seems that the cause and effect of the matter is related to the demise of your Shushan Sword Sect, and it also involves a sword book.

Su Changfeng clenched his hands into fists and spoke in a respectful tone.

Hearing the words 'sword spectrum', the pupils of the old man suddenly shrank.

Then he shook his head and sighed.

"There's no rush in this matter for now.

"If you want to investigate the future, you must make up for the shortcomings of your Kunlun sect exercises. "

My Shushan faction's sword trick can just help you solve it.

As Old Man Zhao spoke, his fingers moved slightly.

There was a loud bang, and a cold light appeared.

The Longyuan Sword worn by Su Changfeng actually came out of its sheath behind him and flew into the sky.

The sword body shook and danced like a pear blossom, dazzling under the scorching sun.

"One thought is born, ten thousand swords come out, and the moves change, and they do not deviate from their origins.

"As long as you master the flying sword method of this Shushan sword technique, even if you have the Kunlun sect's exercises, you can also integrate into it. "

Su Changfeng, I'll only demonstrate it once, you remember it!" Old

man Zhao said the Shushan Sword Technique in front of the three people, and demonstrated it in person.

Although the cough was strong, the flying sword sword technique flowed smoothly, and there was no pause.

"There is no perfection in the cultivation methods in the world. "

I didn't expect that the Shushan Sword Technique could really make up for the slow progress of the Kunlun Exercises. "

Thank you for your advice.

Han Ruoxue's beautiful eyes widened, a pair of white jade-like fingers were put together, and she slowly waved as she learned to find the old man.

She knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to improve her cultivation, and if she mastered the Shushan Sword Technique, she would be of infinite use.

When Su Changfeng saw this set of flying sword swordsmanship, he was stunned in place, and his thoughts returned to more than ten years ago.

At that time, his father Su Qingyun practiced flying swords in the yard all day long, which was this set of swordsmanship.

And the flying sword used by the Huangmei Daoist is also the same as this set of swordsmanship.

It's just that the former and the two have not reached Old Man Zhao's skills.

"Poof~!"

A set of flying swords, after the demonstration, the old man vomited blood to the end.

Su Changfeng's figure flashed, caught it with his arm, and immediately took out the silver needle.

"No need, your master can't treat my injuries even if he cultivates in the Transformation Realm.

"What's more, I just taught you the Shushan Sword Technique, and my old Zhao has already destroyed all the meridians. "

Su Changfeng, master the way of flying swords, swordsmanship doesn't matter, remember...."

Old man Zhao was dying, blood dripping from his mouth on the collar of his white shirt.

He hadn't been in a fight for eight years, and the dress hadn't stained in eight years.

His eyes gradually blurred, and Old Man Zhao was about to go west.

A few silver needles quickly sank into the acupoint, and Su Changfeng pressed his palm against the acupoint on Old Man Zhao's chest, continuously injecting true qi into it.

"Senior Zhao, who was the person who was recuperating from his injuries in the Su family and gave my father a sword book!".