In the east, there is a river spreading on its vast territory like silk. This stretch of thousands of miles and nurturing countless people is the Yanyun River, which is called the mother river.

The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, Qin destroyed Yang, Chu, and Han, and had a tendency to unify Northern Yan. The power of Qin can be seen from the fact that it encompasses Qingzhou, Yuezhou and Lizhou. After talking about the court, let’s take a look at the world. Let’s talk about the wars of all countries, and the various schools of thought were born. The martial arts world in troubled times will never be lonely. Countless heroes came into being, and the stories of countless heroes were passed down from generation to generation.

Yuezhou has picturesque mountains and rivers, steep terrain, and countless mountain peaks and canyons. A hundred years ago, Nalan Jian Valley, located in Yuezhou, is a legend in the world, and it is also a holy place in the hearts of countless martial arts masters. The name of Jian Valley is well known and is well-known. Nalan Changxing, the descendant of Jian Valley today, is known as the Sword God, and has the beautiful name of killing the moon with a sword.

The Nalan family has been passed down for a hundred years and countless sword techniques have been passed down. The most praised by the people in the martial arts world is the Nine Swords. It can be said that the Nine Swords are the supreme sword techniques in the hundred-year sword valley. The nine invincible sword techniques were created by nine most genius swordsmen in the history of the Nalan family, and are enough to compete with any martial arts in the martial arts world.

Although Qin Song knew Nalan Changxing's power in the mansion of the Great General of Tianbao, he did not expect that this person would be so evil. If he hadn't held back just now, he would have been dead. This thought arose in his heart. Looking at the man in white, countless sword lights seemed to appear in front of him, and Qin Song's forehead was covered with sweat.

Lin Ziyun looked at Nalan Changxing coldly. This man was so aggressive. Even if he was afraid of trouble, he was already angry. The long sword behind him was once again out of his control, as if he was about to deshewn. Lin Ziyun calmed down and said, "Although I don't want to cause trouble, you are obviously looking for death."

Eight ancient swords have been unsheathed. When Nalan Changxing heard this, he seemed to have heard the most ridiculous words in the world. His eyes suddenly became cold, as cold as the water in a thousand-meter-long cold pond.

Nalan Changxing used his magical skills, and there was a blue light flashing on the eight swords, as dazzling as the bright moon in the darkness.

Qin Song was shocked when he saw this and stuttered, "Sword Light."

Using sword masters, they can use their deep internal strength to activate the sword to produce sword light. Such internal strength is already shocking. The sword light is a peerless martial art that uses strong palm power to inject it on the sword, and the internal force can activate it to the extreme to burn the sword to cover phosphorescence.

Lin Ziyun has read martial arts novels, but this is the first time he has seen a sword light. The green light burns like a flame on the blade, Nalan Changxing's fingers are like a sword, the sword light leaps, and the eight swords have turned into flowing light.

Although Lin Ziyun had achieved success in cultivation, he still mobilized his spiritual consciousness and his perception became clear. The sword light seemed to have become extremely slow in his eyes. His body had been soaked with magical medicine for half a year, and Lin Ziyun, the former, was even a feathered monk. That day, he could fight against the demon snake with brute force. Now he has opened up his meridians and has experienced marrow cleaning and tendon cutting. It is much better than before.

In the field, Lin Ziyun's face was not nervous at all. His body was leaping like a spirit ape. He could no longer see his true body while running, and he left countless afterimages on the spot. He focused on guarding and also had spiritual energy to protect his body. Although the sword light was one of the rare powerful martial arts in the world, he could not do anything to him.

Nalan Changxing competes with others on weekdays, but he has never seen such a strange body technique. His sword light cannot touch the other party's body at all. In this way, not only can he not hurt the other party, but his internal energy is consumed severely. Nalan Changxing takes a deep breath and his eyes twitch.

"You can force me to use this trick, even if you die, you will be proud."

Under the soft moon, the clear light is cold. Eight ancient swords lingered around Nalan Changxing. He is really like a sword god. He is not tall, but at this moment he looks like a king in the sword. The savings of Nalan Sword Valley for a hundred years have given birth to this generation of sword gods. From his birth to now, countless lights have shrouded him. Since his birth, he is invincible, and is known as a martial arts genius that is rare in a thousand years.

There are nine swords in this generation, but only one successor, namely Nalan Changxing. It’s not that other swords are not strong, but that he is too strong. At only thirty, Nalan Changxing’s sword defeated countless masters in the Sword Valley. He traveled through the world and defeated countless enemies of various sects. His reputation was made, and it is not a joke. Qin Song mistakenly believed that this person was not particularly powerful, because Nalan Changxing only used one sword to kill the enemy.

The sword comes out and the person is defeated.

Nalan Changxing's figure continued to magnify in Lin Ziyun's eyes. He exercised his magical skills, and the eight swords had already returned to the sheath. His hands were united, he embraced Yin and Yang, stepped on the four poles, and his strong internal strength forced out and generated an illusory magic sword. This was no longer comparable to the sword light, but could be regarded as a magical skill in the eyes of mortals.

The sword shadow was like water. Although it seemed illusory, both Qin Song and Lin Ziyun felt a strong sense of danger.

There are such a strange man and a genius in the world. Relying on internal strength, Lin Ziyun couldn't help but be surprised by the fact that mortal martial arts did this. But now is not the time when he sighs that the other party is powerful. He is ready to arouse his spiritual power and has already aroused all his body to prepare for the confrontation.

The sword light was like a dragon and murderous aura. A shocking sound broke out in the small courtyard, and all the tables, chairs, doors and windows exploded. Faced with such magical skills, Lin Ziyun said that after all, he practiced too little skills and lacked enough experience. He could not think of any way to fight for it for a while. He relied on his own practice of spiritual power that was not available in the mundane world, and tried his best to block it.

The instant sword light turned into millions of sword flowers and danced. Lin Ziyun spent all his spiritual power to resist, and he was already holding it on the ground with one hand and gasping for breath.

Nalan Changxing's white face was full of murderous intent. However, it was obvious that he did not expect Lin Ziyun to resist such a blow. Although he wanted to defeat the powerful enemy, after the fight just now, the genius knew that the other party seemed to have no martial arts. He relied on his powerful physical brute force to resist. The light of the protective body made him even more guess. The other party was likely to be the legendary cultivator.

If Lin Ziyun had not used his sword before and exhausted his spiritual power, he might have used his magic power to resolve the opponent's offensive. But now, the strong enemy is ahead and there is no other way.

He was like a dragon, and while Lin Ziyun was exhausted, he used his light skills. He didn't know that he appeared behind Lin Ziyun without realizing it. Nalan Changxing held the sword in one hand, feeling ecstatic.

Although Lin Ziyun reacted, he had no choice but to use his intelligence in a hurry and practiced the ban.

"Certainly."

When Qin Song saw Nalan Changxing taking away the sword, he hurriedly took action. Nalan Changxing was such a person, but the moment Lin Ziyun used the immobilization spell, his body was slightly uncontrollably and slowed down.

This surprised Nalan Changxing. His mind quickly turned, and hesitated for a moment and had made a decision.

The immobilization technique is just a beginner Lin Ziyun, and it has some results. Qin Song took the opportunity to slap Nalan Changxing on the shoulder. Nalan Changxing's body trembled and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"roll……"

The descendant of Jian Gu shook Qin Song with his internal force and stared at Qin Song fiercely with his bloodthirsty eyes. However, he did not want to fight for a long time. After restraining the two of them, he used his light skills and had already jumped out of the wall and fled. Qin Song quickly shouted, and the voices in the general's mansion were immediately boiling.

Northern Yan is known as a heroic land, and has emerged as a prosperous place with heroes.

The country is like a painting, attracting countless heroes to fight. The Qin Dynasty was established for a hundred years and was a country captured by horses. In the past, Emperor Taizu rose to the end and founded the Qin Empire in the south and north. After a hundred years, the Qin army was brave and good at fighting, and had occupied most of the northern Yan.

In the capital, there is a group of men in black wearing masks. They only live in the darkness and are only obeyed by the emperor. Each man in black has extremely high martial arts and is known as the guard of the country.

When Qin destroyed the Three Kingdoms, countless people assassinated Li Long with national hatred and family hatred. However, none of them could escape the eyes of the guards in the country. These killers under the moonlight were cold-blooded and ruthless. In the hearts of many people, they were a nightmare that was more terrifying than the Iron Cavalry of the Great Qin.

The guards of Zhenguo have survived for a hundred years, only to protect the Qin family's country for generations.

In Qin Mansion, Lin Ziyun had no intention of appreciating the hot tea at his hand. Qin Song's eyes were even more gloomy as water. He stretched out a finger and kept knocking on the wooden table. The sound was very fast, showing his anxiety.

"Sir, this matter has arisen because of me. In half a month, I will definitely give you an explanation to you." Qin Song still apologized to Lin Ziyun.

The sword was lost and it was even more robbed in his hands. But that man was still a mortal without a trace of spiritual power. Lin Ziyun couldn't say anything, so he might feel more embarrassed. He didn't say polite words about what Qin Song said.

Nod and have tea.

Qin Song did not see any slight waves on Lin Ziyun's face, but just patted his chest a little awkwardly, indicating that Lin Ziyun was relieved.

The bright moon shines in the sky, and the clear spring flows on the stones.

The scenery where the General's Mansion rests is still very beautiful. Lin Ziyun meditated in the room to practice. The battle just now gave him some inspiration for the Identity Art. Now that he used it once, it really confirmed his idea. The restriction is different from spells, and it requires more agility.

The reason why formations can trap people is so powerful is because of its ever-changing changes. This change is to respond to changes that remain unchanged.

A flying insect that fell on the window trembled and spread its wings and flew away. Lin Ziyun smiled with satisfaction, obviously she had a lot of experience in controlling this technique.

"Sir, Qin asked for a meeting!" Qin Song's anxious voice sounded outside the door.

Lin Ziyun used a wind control technique that a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage can practice, and the guest room door seemed to be pushed open by an invisible palm.

"Brother Qin, why do you and I have to be so disgusted?" Lin Ziyun looked at Qin Song with a smile.

"Sir, I came to discuss with you." Qin Song laughed.

"I... I'm worried that I can't do anything to Nalan Changxing's turtle grandson, but unfortunately my five thousand iron hooves are far away from the border, otherwise I... Oh, I must step on the sword valley and level the turtle grandson's nest." Qin Song was excited and claimed to be me, but he felt something was wrong and quickly changed his words, looking like a rogue in the market.

Lin Ziyun heard what he said was for Nalan Changxing. Although he did not say that he went to the Sword Valley, Qin Song could not do this for the sake of face. It was probably more to help him get the sword back. Lin Ziyun felt warm. Just as he was about to persuade him not to do this, according to Lin Ziyun's plan, when he practiced several sets of martial arts and magic, he would naturally go to the Sword Valley to get face in person.

Lin Ziyun advised Qin Song a few words to tell him not to be too angry about this matter. Qin Song saw Lin Ziyun thinking about him everywhere and thought to himself: "Qin Song, Qin Song, Mr. Lin lost the sword of love because of your affairs. If you are so indifferent, are you still a man?"

He was originally a thunderous and decisive person. When he thought of this, he quickly spoke, "Sir, don't say this, Nalan Changxing bullied me many times. Even if he didn't take away Mr.'s love for swords today, I am no longer incompatible with this person." Qin Song reached out to stop Lin Ziyun, paused, afraid of being interrupted by him. "Although the five thousand men under my command were difficult to raise for a while, there were still thousands of brothers. If the Sword Valley did not want to cause trouble, he could only hand over Nalan Changxing honestly."

In fact, what Qin Song said is also very reasonable. Indeed, under normal circumstances, Jian Gu will not be an enemy of one person and the army. However, Nalan Changxing is the number one master of Jian Gu and the successor of Jian Gu. This matter may be a different matter. However, if this person is forced to return the sword, it is still very likely.

"Chang Long, Zhao Yi notified the tiger camp and walked all over the sword valley. Send people to whip up the horse and notify General Gao, stay in Cema Town, and we will leave Yuezhou early tomorrow morning." Qin Song said as soon as he said. He spoke to several generals standing outside the door with his voice, and several people quickly responded that someone had already arranged a task. It can be seen that Qin Song was so strict in his daily military management that he deserved the title of the tiger and wolf army of the Qin army.

Lin Ziyun was about to say something, but Qin Song's big hands were already pulling him to drink. Lin Ziyun was really not interested, but was easy-going, so he followed him.

Qin Song shouted that he wanted to drink flower wine, saying that the Chunhua Pavilion in Huaihe River had his old lover. Lin Ziyun saw that he was drunk and talked nonsense, and was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he went to drink alone. Lin Ziyun went back to the house alone to meditate and practice.

At dawn, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was the most vigorous. Lin Ziyun breathed in the breath gradually became the law of the great way. Not only did he not have any fatigue, but he was energetic. He greedily breathed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if he was in a vast ocean.

He was intoxicated by surfing the stars and exploring the sun and the moon with his hands, and stepped on the four wildernesses to conquer Liuhe.

The first rooster crow sounded when he hit Chang'an City, and Lin Ziyun stopped practicing. He dusted the dust on his body last night and glanced out of the house. He had already used his spiritual sense to observe that there was always someone waiting outside the door. He stood up and headed out of the door.

It’s not Qin Song, but a middle-aged man. He said timidly: “Mr. Lin, the general has given instructions. Mr. Lin can rest in the mansion. The general has led the army to Yuezhou last night.”

Thinking of Qin Song who was drunk last night, Lin Ziyun wanted to laugh a little. The other party's acting skills were too clumsy, but he didn't show up. Qin Song went to Jian Gu without him, obviously out of guilt for him.

He didn't know where the Jian Gu was, and no one dared to take him to Jian Gu without permission against Qin Song's words. Lin Ziyun thought about it and had to sigh and stay in the mansion. Fortunately, he could practice quietly, which was not a bad thing.

Hundreds of iron cavalry left the city and raised the ashes on the official road. After passing several hills, on a mountain road, Qin Song rode on the horse and looked at a man wearing a half-mask opposite him, and forced a smile on his face.

"Where are you going?" The man in the mask spoke, his voice a little old, but it was sonorous and powerful. behind this person, dozens of men wearing black clothes and covering their faces were followed.
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