Guo Songyang and Bai Xiaosheng ranked fourth in the weapon list. They have integrity, affection and righteousness, and are also persistent in martial arts and are not convinced.

Later, he had a good relationship with Li Xun Huan, and personally went to Shangguan Jinhong's appointment for Li Xun Huan, and fought with Jing Wuming. He knew that his chances of victory were slim, but he died with the determination to die. Before his death, he inserted himself and the Songyang Iron Sword into the waterfall, just to let Li Xun Huan see the scars on his body. It was also Jing Wuming's sword move, which shows his friendship.

Losing tragic, tragic death, affection and righteousness, makes people sigh.

Now he was attracted by the sword intent that was killed by Chu Yang and the flash of Taoist Yu Xiao.

Every time he heard the story of the Sword God, Guo Songyang was shocked and his face turned pale.

Especially when a person never leaves the sword and the sword never leaves the body, he suddenly shook; the next sentence of the sword cuts the world, expressing love to the sword, and the extreme love to the sword, his body shakes, and cold sweats appear on his forehead; when he hears sincerity and sincerity to the sword, he "dengdeng" takes three steps back, his face pale as paper.

"There are really such people in the world?"

Guo Songyang murmured.

He is obsessed with martial arts and swords, and he believes that he is the best in the world. However, he is far behind the sword god mentioned by Chu Yang. His persistence is just the best in the world. He is limited by fame and fortune, but the sword god has only swords.

This is the pure swordsman.

He suddenly realized that his understanding of swords and Taos had not yet been introduced.

"There is really such a person?"

The old man Tianji's face turned pale and was very shocked.

However, he was knowledgeable and had been going on for five hundred years. He had almost nothing he didn't know about, but he had never heard of this sword god.

"So what, so what, so what if there is no?" Guo Songyang exhaled a long breath of turbid air, "A person does not leave the sword, the sword does not leave the body; expressing love to the sword, the extreme love to the sword; sincerity to the heart, the sword; if you can do these things, how can you not be a sword god?" As he said, Guo Songyang bowed to Chu Yang, "This is the supreme truth of swordsmanship. Today, after this statement, he suddenly realized that Guo would definitely take a big step in swordsmanship."

Chu Yang shook his sleeves, put his hands on his back, turned around, looked at the surging river, and said, "There is another person named Dugu Qiubai, and the sword demon is unavailable for the sake of defeat!"

Hearing this, the old man Tianji shook his figure and almost fell.

In the past half of his life, he was pouring around to avoid challenges in order to be undefeated, but Chu Yang was better off and created a sword demon who was unavailable for the sake of defeat.

He heard it harshly, but he sighed, and was attracted by his heart.

Guo Songyang was shocked, and he bent slightly to listen.

Sun Xiaohong had long been fascinated. She squatted on the ground, holding her chin, staring at Chu Yang. The more she heard, the smaller her eyes became, the bigger the curve of the corners of her mouth, as if she was about to drool.

Zhang Xiaomei smiled with her lips pursed and stayed by Chu Yang's side, very quiet.

The spring breeze is gentle, and occasionally a scent of fragrance is sent to lure the fish in the river, and a wave is raised, and then it sinks into the water and disappears.

"Dugu Qiubai once left three swords at the place where he was buried. At the same time, he wrote about his life: I have been in the world for more than 30 years, killing all the enemies and defeating all the heroes, and there is no way to resist the world. I can only live in seclusion in the deep valley and regard the Diao as my friend. Alas, I have been unable to get it in my life, and I am truly lonely and embarrassed."

Chu Yang's voice was low and full of magnetism, and he said slowly, "It is fierce and fierce, and it is invincible. Before the twentieth crown, he competed with Hesu heroes. Ziwei soft sword was used before he was thirty years old. Wushang's righteous man was unknown, so he abandoned it in the deep valley."

"A heavy sword has no edge, and is not skillful. Before the age of forty, it will continue to spread the world. After the age of forty, it will not be stuck in things, and it can be used as a sword. At this point, it will be quiet and gradually reach the realm of no swords that is better than swords."

"That is, invincible in the world, I buried my sword here. Alas, the heroes are holding their hands, and the long sword is empty and sharp, which is also a pity for our husband!"

Speaking of this, Chu Yang was stunned and praised the sword demon. He was so lonely and talented that he was unable to get it in his life.

It’s just a pity that I was born at the wrong time. How wonderful would it bloom if I were in the Tianwu World?

Old Man Tianji and Guo Songyang were already stunned.

"This is his realm of sharp swords, realm of heavy swords, realm of wooden swords, realm of swordless swords, and the fourth realm of swordsmanship. Unlike the sword god, it is another kind of swordsmanship. How about it?"

Chu Yang turned around and asked.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Guo Songyang bowed to the ground and was convinced.

The two kinds of swordsmanship pointed him in two directions. Regardless of the facts, they were indeed taught to him. If you get one of this swordsmanship, you can create a supreme swordsman master who can dominate the world.

Now he heard it all, so lucky!

He had no doubt that if these two kinds of sword principles were placed on the world, it would definitely cause a bloody storm.

"There are really such people in the world, such swords?"

The old man Tianji said in a daze.

"Whether there are or not, such people are fascinating. Such swordsmanship is absolutely true!"

Guo Songyang is a swordsman, so he naturally understands the truth and the falsehood. It was in this moment that he felt that his swordsmanship had improved.

Chu Yang said again: "In his later years, the sword demons created a sword technique called Dugu Nine Swords. It is divided into the final style, with a total of 36 styles. It is also divided into the sword style, the rifle style, the whip style, the rope style, the palm style, the arrow style, the qi style, and the Qi style. The later is the first to come. No move is better than a move, and it can break all the unique skills in the world. Especially the Qi style, which is specifically used to deal with people with superior internal skills, and the spirit is clear, and it is in one mind! Unfortunately, it is just recorded, but there is no specific method of cultivation, which is regrettable."

"Is there really such a sword technique?" asked the old man Tianji in shock.

"It's impossible!" Guo Songyang was stunned again.

It is like a myth to destroy all the laws in the world.

What Chu Yang said today is beyond their perception.

Chu Yang ignored the two of them, looked at the surging river water and continued, "There was a senior who called himself Wuming and understood a kind of artistic conception called Tianjian. Once the sword intention was released, thousands of swords surrendered. No one dared to draw a sword in front of him, because he was the emperor of the sword. If he forced his sword, the sword would be broken. Although I had understood a few points of the sword principle, I still didn't understand it thoroughly."

"I have a master named Sword Saint." Chu Yang paused, and was slightly out of sight. He thought of the Fengyun World, the people and things there, shook his head slightly, suppressed his nostalgia and continued, "The Holy Spirit Sword Technique he comprehended can compete with the Heavenly Sword. The last sword, called Sword Twenty-Three, even if he understood it, he would not dare to use this sword."

"Because once that sword is activated...!"

He didn't continue to say that Jian Twenty-san had completely exceeded the two of them's cognition, and to this world, it was like a myth.

"What are you talking about?" It took a long time for the old man Tianji to consume the information Chu Yang said, but he frowned again, "Why have I never heard of these people, these swords? And your master, Sword Saint?"

Guo Songyang had long lost his arrogance. He looked at Chu Yang with gratitude and complexity, but he was puzzled.

Chu Yang didn't say much, and the Wushuang sword behind him roared, jumped into his hand, and looked at Guo Songyang, "When I first entered the martial arts, I was also a swordsman. Today, since I met you, the best swordsman in the world, I naturally had to compete."

"Show your iron sword out and let me see what level you have reached? Can I enjoy it?"

The fingers of the sword are singing like a dragon.

Chu Yang thrust his body, and the sword intent squirted out, shaking the sparrow that just flew over his head into blood mist.

"What an amazing sword intent!"

Guo Songyang's pupils shrank, his heart suddenly tightened. He felt that he had encountered a great enemy of his life, but his blood was boiling and his fighting spirit erupted. With a "clang" sound, his iron sword also appeared in his hand.
Chapter completed!