Song of Adolescence

Chi Wang Mansion.

The news of Gujianxian entering the city has spread throughout the entire Apocalypse City, and naturally it has also spread here. But Xiao Yu was not as happy as he imagined. He wandered around the wine glass in his hand, and the look on his face was not good.

"I wrote to ask the foster father to come over. The foster father really came, but he didn't tell me this way." Xiao Yu said quietly.

"You asked him to come quietly and kill those who were in the way for you, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered Apocalypse City, he announced the whole world and tried to provoke the swordsmen in the whole world." Su Changhe frowned slightly and thought. What is he doing this for?"

"What else?" Xiao Yu sneered, "Sir, what do you think of this situation now?"

"I think it's a little bit different from what I imagined, but it's still beneficial." Everyone said slowly, "At least for now, the Lonely Sword Immortal is still on our side. He cut down the Apocalypse plaque to deliberately provoke the Xiao family. The royal family, he asked Jian Tianqi to deliberately provoke the swordsman of the world. Xiao's face must be kept, and the swordsman's eagerness cannot be suppressed, then at least three people in Tianqi City will ask about his sword."

"Which three people?" Xiao Yu asked.

"The first one, Raging Sword Immortal Yan Zhantian. He is a sword idiot and a real Jianghu man. He will not miss a battle with Gujianxian. The second one is Lei Wujie from Lei Jiabao. He is The successor of the Heart Sword, the current Patriarch of Jianxin Zhong, who is also the disciple of the two sword immortals, he must also ask about this sword. The third one is Xiao Se."

"Xiao Se?" Xiao Yu was taken aback, "but he doesn't use a sword."

"We invited Immortal Gu Jian to kill Xiao Se. Xiao Se does not have a sword. Immortal Gu Jian can ask about his sword." Su Changhe sneered, "I bet on this sword, I will definitely ask."

Outside the Palace of Apocalypse City.

Under a tea shed.

A middle-aged man in a gray shirt was sitting there, slowly drinking tea.

The tea shop buddy has left, and he is the only one left to boil water, make tea, and drink tea by himself. There is no one in the surrounding area for several tens of meters. The shop is closed for evasion, and only one floor is left. The Forbidden Army on the first floor surrounded it like an iron barrel. But no one dared to move forward.

Only a middle-aged Confucian passed through the encirclement and walked in. Of course, the imperial army tried to stop him, but just as soon as he raised the knife, the knife was broken into two halves.

"I'm not malicious, please let it go." The middle-aged Confucian said so lightly, and then passed through their encirclement, walked to the gray shirt man and sat down.

"Brother Qingyang." The middle-aged scholar bowed his head.

"Mr. Xie." The man in the gray shirt didn't seem surprised, and then poured a cup of tea for the middle-aged scholar.

Lone sword fairy, Luo Qingyang.

Confucian sword fairy, Xie Xuan.

Two peerless sword immortals were sitting side by side just outside the palace gate of this Tianqi City.

"Your desolate sword is finished?" Xie Xuan asked slowly.

"Small things happen." Luo Qingyang replied.

"No wonder it's no wonder that the world used to ask the sword for you. This time, since you have achieved something, it is not impossible to ask the sword for the world." Xie Xuan smiled, "It's just that you think who is worthy of you. Ask the sword?"

"The person who wanted to ask the most is dead." Luo Qingyang said lightly.

Xie Xuan nodded: "Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen."

"But you are still alive." Luo Qingyang said again.

Xie Xuan waved his hand repeatedly: "I can't do it, I can't. Although I have a sword in my hand, I am a scholar. Look at my book, no, my sword is called Wanjuanshu."

"Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. I admire Mr. Xie very much." Luo Qingyang said.

Xie Xuan smiled and said, "I won't say any more polite words. This time Brother Qingyang came here just to ask Jian?"

"Ask the sword is a wish. I will wait here for seven days and wait for the swordsmen from all over the world to come here to ask me about the sword. After seven days, I will kill one person and take away one person." Luo Qingyang said lightly.

"The Baili Dongjun you want to wait will not come." Xie Xuan put a smile away, "The person you want to take away is difficult to take. As for the person you want to kill, who do you want to kill?"

Luo Qingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and the Jiuge Sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath. With a wave of his hand, the extremely long sword had flown away, and the encirclement of the forbidden army abruptly cut a hole, the long sword After passing through the small half of Apocalypse City, he turned back and steadily fell back into the scabbard.

Xie Xuan looked solemn and thoughtful: "What a nine-ge sword."

However, after a long breath, the plaque of Yongan Palace had fallen off, and the sword marks on it were clearly visible.

Xiao Se stood at the door and sighed quietly: "So it was for me."

Lei Wujie squatted down and stretched out his hand to stroke the sword mark on it: "Compared with the sword intent of the White Feather Sword Fairy in the first floor of the world, it is only strong but not weak."

"It seems that the strongest sword fairy in a hundred years has come to take our lives." Xiao Se said lazily.

Not only the people of Yong'an Palace who noticed the sword that suddenly grabbed its sheath.

The sword passed by two people.

The young man seemed to want to reach out his hand to stop the sword, but was stopped by the man in black with a paper umbrella beside him.

The umbrella ghost Su Muyu, Wushuang City Lord Wushuang, finally stepped into this city.

Luo Qingyang asked the sword about the apocalypse, not the world, but now, almost famous swordsmen in the world have stepped into this city.

Wushuang exclaimed: "The sword just now is truly peerless."

"I have fought with Xueyue Sword Immortal and Dao Sword Immortal. This man's sword aura surpasses them." Su Muyu stretched out his hand and felt the flash of sword intent, "This swordsman..."

"I guess this person is Luo Qingyang, the Lonely Sword Immortal who can't leave the city. The sword aura just now, although peerless, is full of desolation. He has also entered the apocalypse?" Wushuang asked in confusion.

"When I left Apocalypse City, I didn't hear that Luo Qingyang would come." Su Muyu replied.

During the conversation between the two, the sword turned back again.

Su Muyu frowned: "Follow up."

In the tea shop, Xie Xuan drank the tea in his cup, and then sighed: "Brother Qingyang, Xie Xuan is leaving."

"Hurry up?" Luo Qingyang lowered his head, looking at the Jiuge Sword that had just been scabbed.

"I really want to sit for a while, but I'm afraid someone can't wait, and I'm afraid he mistakenly thinks I'm here to grab the opponent. He has a bad temper, and his martial arts is too high. I have to hide." Xie Xuan smiled and stood up. He got up, raised his head, and looked at Yan Zhantian who was already standing there holding the Po Jun Sword.

"Brother Zhan Tian, ​​it has been a long time since I saw you." Luo Qingyang poured another cup of tea and set it aside, "Drink a cup of tea first."

With a "bang", the teacup broke to the ground as soon as the voice fell.

Xie Xuan smiled bitterly and avoided: "I was right."

Yan Zhantian looked at Luo Qingyang and said in a deep voice, "My sword is here, you can ask."