Gu Xian didn't know.

He couldn't describe the feeling.

A sword followed him from birth to death, and repeatedly made him fight back from death, from being weak, to growing, and then reaching the peak.

What kind of companionship is this?Who can say it in a few simple words?

And under such circumstances, what does the first sword of the long-lost reunion look like?

The sword was in his hand, as if he had never missed it.

After accidentally obtaining this sword from the underground treasure, whether it is facing the cunning Tianxiangtang; or the vicious ten villains; There was never a single miss in a must-kill game.

Of course, he can understand the mentality of being the best swordsman in the world. If he ranks all the sword masters in the world, he will undoubtedly be ranked in the top ten, or even the top five.

This ranking is definitely not low.

Because maybe the only ones who can still be firmly ranked ahead of him are myths like Ah Qing and Zhang Sanfeng.

The meaning of the sword is not to kill, it must not be.

So what is its significance?

In fact, such a question seems unnecessary at this moment.

Because at this moment, at this moment, the sword seems to have lost its meaning.

To be precise, it is time, which loses its meaning on the sword.

Raise your hand and draw your sword.

Gu Xian flew straight towards Li Qiushui.

Although surrounded by three great masters and over a hundred dead men, he acted as if no one else was present and was single-minded.

This kind of swordsmanship is no longer a swordsmanship, because it has no moves at all.

It is a simple sword.

But this sword transcends moves, emotions, space, and time.

How the sword came out, no one knows.

How to stop this sword, no one knows.

Li Qiushui didn't know either, so she fell down.

The three elders of Xiaoyao, the peak master, one of the world's top masters, Li Qiushui, the leader of Xixia's attack on the Central Plains, fell here.

Even she herself didn't expect that Gu Xian ended the battle with a single sword strike.

Perhaps it was because she didn't think of it that Gu Xian was killed in one blow.

The moment Gu Xian drew his sword, the momentum of his whole body continued to rise in the sky, until he reached the peak of a great master.

It is only one step away from the legendary "God Man".

But that sword has reached that kind of miraculous realm.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yong Ling had already started running, without any demeanor of a great master, made a feint, and immediately fled away, very simply.

Therefore, only Murong Rujian and Wei Tianying were left behind.

Gu Xian walked over slowly, and said, "Murong Rujian, can we settle the grievances between you and me today?"

Murong Rujian held his breath and concentrated, not daring to speak.

At this moment, he concentrated all his internal energy on one point, and once he opened his mouth, he let out his breath.

The blow he was about to send must be a terrifying blow that concentrated all his skills.

Roar!

Murong Rujian suddenly jumped up high, he also abandoned all the martial arts moves of the Murong family, and aroused the most primitive wildness, like a ferocious beast, pounced towards Gu Xian.

Murong Rujian made a breakthrough!

Chu Chenzi turned his head to look this way, with his concentration, he couldn't help being moved by Murong Rujian's aura.

Like a ferocious giant beast from the wilderness, with a bloodthirsty intention, it pounced on its prey.

This pounce was clean, without any changes in moves, but it carried a heart-pounding sense of blood and fear.

If Gu Xian was as dazed as Chu Chenzi, he would have died in the jaws of this beast right now.

But he didn't.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, and rushed directly under Murong Rujian's body.

——When a truly experienced hunter faces a swift leopard, he will shrink down and get under it, and stab its abdomen from bottom to top, and stab it fiercely.

Gu Xian has already drawn his sword.

The sword went straight into the stomach.

Murong Rujian fell to the ground with nothing in his eyes, no one knew how he felt when he died under the sword.

But Wei Tianying's courage has been frightened.

He was already at a disadvantage against Paying Chenzi, Gu Xianfei stepped forward with a sword, and he was powerless to fight anymore.

So he fell too.

Of the four great masters, one escaped and three died.

Suddenly, Hua Yu's voice came from afar, and it was she who ordered Duan Hou'er to hurry over with the deacon disciples of the Qingcheng School.

The battle ended too quickly.

Hundreds of dead soldiers neither entered nor retreated, they just stared blankly at Gu Xian who was standing in the field.

Gu Xian didn't withdraw his sword, he looked at Chu Chenzi, stroked his sword slowly, and said, "Brother Chu Chen, can you still lead me to visit the Xixia Camp?"

Chu Chenzi hesitated, "This..."

Gu Xian shouted loudly and loudly: "Hua Yu, monkey, take Qingcheng disciples and step into the enemy's camp at night!"

Hua Yu brought five thousand elites, including deacons and disciples, and heroes with extraordinary strength from all walks of life. Hearing the news, they all attacked the Xixia barracks.

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