Both black and white swords broke in the burning reed marsh.

The owner of the black and white double swords, the person on the sword weapon list, looked at his broken double swords and Gu Liren who had already walked onto the burning reed marsh. He fell to the ground with a bitter smile and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Although he already knew in his heart that this was an inevitable result, he couldn't even catch a sword... Such a thing happened to him, just like a denial of him throughout his life, making him still unacceptable to death at this time.

His head was broken, and there was still bitterness on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Liren had no time to be proud or sigh, because at this time two more powerful enemies appeared.

A middle-aged man in a blue shirt like him appeared first in his sight.

The middle-aged man had a white face and looked very elegant, like a scholar, except that he had a knife on his waist and a very strange scimitar.

Whether it is the handle or the scabbard, there are many dazzling gems inlaid.

These gems are not precious things that women like in the secular world, but are truly rare treasures, and are all treasures containing the powerful energy of heaven and earth.

Gu Liren Wuming before Yu Zuochi participated in the Jinghu Sword Meeting. Even after the sword was released outside the Bashan Sword Field Gate, most practitioners in the world still thought that he was the kind of sword fool who was in seclusion and knew how to practice swords.

However, the facts were contrary to what they imagined. Gu Liren was very casual and willful, and he walked more places than most practitioners in the world.

Looking at the knife, he easily recognized the person's identity, and immediately frowned and said, "Why do the Qin people want me to die?"

"I don't want you to die, and my master doesn't want you to die either, but there's nothing I can do."

The elegant middle-aged man bowed apologetically and explained seriously: "It's just that the world is bustling and everything goes for profit. Just to achieve your goal, there must be sacrifices."

"It's all from Qin, so why don't you talk to me?" Gu Liren said.

He was not afraid, but even if he existed like him, he still had an belonging to his birthplace. He was a Qin man, and killing Qin man would always be a little unpleasant, and he was very able to accept anyone's point of view.

In his opinion, any reason is worthy of attention, and only hypocrisy is the most disgusting.

"I thought about it, but people like you are too casual and cannot condescend to do many tedious things, not to mention that many things are very dark and it is difficult to achieve with some bright means. People like you should not do it, or even object to it." The middle-aged man said: "Everything is the result of trade-offs."

Gu Liren thought about it for a while, and then said seriously: "Your master's evaluation of me is very correct."

"Feel sorry."

Then he said to the middle-aged man.

It is normal for different Taoism to do not make plans, so he is not angry. He apologized to the middle-aged man because he felt that no matter what, the middle-aged man should have died under his sword like several previous masters.

However, at this moment, the sky behind him turned black.

Another powerful aura he once felt became countless times stronger.

He and Baili Liusu turned around and saw countless crystal dusts surged from the world, swallowing all the light and turning into black tides.

This is a very dreamy black that shines with glitter.

Countless colors surge in black, but eventually fell silent and turned into absolute black.

"Wu Jing Black Dream."

Gu Liren's face changed.

He shook his head, feeling helpless and feeling a little moved.

He didn't expect that for his sake, he would use two such things.

He sighed softly and swung his sword.

The figure of the middle-aged man had quickly disappeared in a glossy gloss.

He was not ready to take the knife at all.

Because for Gu Liren's sword, even if his sword may be the most powerful sword in the world, it is meaningless.

However, what he didn't expect was that Gu Liren's sword would come so fast and be so invincible.

The light of the glass in front of him was shattered, and his body shattered like glass in the unrivaled sword intent.

The blackness that filled the world was like a deep night drowned everything, covering Gu Liren and Baili Liusu.

The flames shining on the reeds were frozen instantly, and a thin layer of black crystal precipitated on the unburned branches.

The woman who was running away felt something. She turned to look at the black sky. Seeing many crystal lights shining with dreamy colors, her heart suddenly sank.

Not only Wu Jing, but also the Black Dream from the Chu Dynasty.

...

The night is coming.

Wang Jingmeng merged into the fourth volume of the Sword Sutra.

"Young Master, there is no way."

The driver on the front of the car stopped the carriage, with apology and surprise.

In Qiyun Town, young masters and masters are all noble names for foreigners.

But for this elderly coachman, a foreigner who can have money to hire a carriage like him will not have any leisure and elegance in a place like theirs.

It is far away from the mountain town, and all kinds of beasts appear in the night forest, and the nearby mountain streams are related to the stories of various evil spirits and ghosts. He doesn't know what such a young man came to this place at this time.

"I am a swordsman and a very powerful hunter."

Wang Jingmeng got off the carriage and explained softly to the coachman who was very worried about his safety.

He didn't need to explain, but he thanked the other party for his kindness.

"Then be careful."

The coachman was relieved. He hesitated for a moment. Looking at Wang Jingmeng, who was about the same age as his grandson, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Maybe you don't believe in evil, but the Qiyun Cave area inside is really evil, and there are many rumors about evil spirits."

Wang Jingmeng thanked again and then walked into the forest ahead.

Everything comes from habits.

Whether you feel comfortable or not or not comes from habits.

In fact, he is much more accustomed to this kind of mountain town than a crowded mountain town.

Before meeting Gu Liren, he knew that he was very different from ordinary hunters in the mountains, but he always felt that what Gu Liren said about him was absolutely calm that he could maintain in the face of beasts, actually came from habits.

Because for a young child, a tiger is deadly, but an inconspicuous poisonous insect and a poisonous snake hidden among the grass are also deadly.

...

After picking away two poisonous snakes that might pose a threat to him, Wang Jingmeng stopped in front of a cliff.

Qiyun Cave is not a cave, but a stone forest.

There are many stone forests, and countless small paths are separated from them. People can easily get lost when walking.

The less people there are, the more animals there are, and the more dangerous it is for ordinary people.

Therefore, the story of the evil ghost and the mountain ghost originated from this.

This cliff is the edge of Qiyun Cave.

Some places under the cliffs where there are natural rock-carrying eaves have broken firewood after burning. At least during the day, there are still many prey and woodcutters walking in this area.

Near the ruins of these bonfires, there are many patterns like ghost-painted talismans, which should be done by these hunters or woodcutters without boredom.

But not far from these patterns carved with charcoal fire or some rocks, there are some unobtrusive traces.

There was no pattern in these traces, but when Wang Jingmeng's eyes fell into these traces, the scene of different swords passing through these rocks with different sword paths appeared in his mind.

The more you go, the more complicated you will see.

At midnight, he naturally stopped between the four stone pillars.

These four stone pillars are surrounded by larger stone pillars around them. They are usually shrouded in shadows and covered with moss, but even if they are covered with moss, he can still see traces of varying depths.

His brows frowned deeply.

Countless sword marks turned into the movement of the long sword in his mind.
Chapter completed!