The war in the Western Qin Empire naturally has little to do with Li Mu, and it is not something that he, an alien, should worry about, because Li Mu's own situation may seem beautiful, but in fact, it is not much better than that of King Zhenxi.
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
What's even more rare is that although he has defeated many powerful martial arts masters in the Western Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yin is highly regarded by all parties in the world and in temples. Even those who have been defeated by him, When mentioning this person, they always spoke with admiration. He would never be bitter about his defeat. Many unruly geniuses who were defeated by him even became his close friends in the end.
[Guanshan Nine Levels] Qiu Yin, Li Poyue's eldest disciple, arrived in Taibai County.
The room is filled with fragrance.
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
Qiu Yin is known as the number one martial artist of the younger generation in the Western Qin Empire. He is more famous and has more brilliant achievements than Chu Nantian, one of the descendants of the Tianjian Sect, the second prince and other elites. It is said that since his debut in the world and his experience, Qiu Yin has become more and more famous. Thousands of battles were fought without a single defeat, and many famous figures from the older generation were defeated at the hands of Qiu Yin.
The Six Blades of Wind and Cloud.
Clang!
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
Sparks burst out all over the sky, like millions of stars exploding.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
What's even more rare is that although he has defeated many powerful martial arts masters in the Western Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yin is highly regarded by all parties in the world and in temples. Even those who have been defeated by him, When mentioning this person, they always spoke with admiration. He would never be bitter about his defeat. Many unruly geniuses who were defeated by him even became his close friends in the end.
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
Because Li Mu's record was too dazzling.
Because Li Mu's record was too dazzling.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
The war in the Western Qin Empire naturally has little to do with Li Mu, and it is not something that he, an alien, should worry about, because Li Mu's own situation may seem beautiful, but in fact, it is not much better than that of King Zhenxi.
He entered the world at the age of fifteen and has been in the world for fifteen years.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
Qiu Yin, who is just thirty years old this year, has a [Guanshan Dao] in his hand, a Morinouqin on his back, a pot of bamboo leaf wine on his waist, and a bay-red horse on his hip, which has become his symbol, with the melodious Morinouqin and Guanshan Dao. Bright, sweet and pure bamboo leaf wine, if you have heard the sound of his zither, seen his sword skills, and drank his strong wine, you are Qiu Yin's friend.
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
The Six Blades of Wind and Cloud.
Qiu Yin, who is just thirty years old this year, has a [Guanshan Dao] in his hand, a Morinouqin on his back, a pot of bamboo leaf wine on his waist, and a bay-red horse on his hip, which has become his symbol, with the melodious Morinouqin and Guanshan Dao. Bright, sweet and pure bamboo leaf wine, if you have heard the sound of his zither, seen his sword skills, and drank his strong wine, you are Qiu Yin's friend.
Rough linen clothes, patched riding boots, slightly naturally curly black hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, beard, white teeth when smiling, and a tall body, just like a prairie man, his whole body exudes the look of a man from the Guanshan prairie. Unique rough and bold style.
His name in the martial arts world is also very interesting -
As a friend, Qiu Yin can go through thick and thin.
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
His name in the martial arts world is also very interesting -
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
Buzz buzz.
"Oh? Not yet?"
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
It was the same as Li Mu imagined.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
His name in the martial arts world is also very interesting -
"Oh? Not yet?"
Then, his whole body suddenly burst into action like a leaping tiger. The dark Guanshan knife opened the space in front of him and slashed straight into Li Mu's forehead.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
Qiu Yin came to see Quasi-Saint Li Mu with the will of the peak god of martial arts in Western Qin. One is the Holy Land in Western Qin, and the other is a newly rising myth. How will the two get along
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
"Since I came to Taibai County, I have risen through hardships and hardships. It can be said that I have fought my way through the northwest martial arts world. I have met too many martial arts figures, but most of them are just chickens and dogs. Even the second prince, in my eyes, is nothing more than a self-righteous bastard who wants to sell his stuff. Counting on my fingers, among all the people, there are only two of them whom I admire. They can be called the two great princes. My confidants are all experts with profound martial arts and unpredictable cultivation. One of them is Brother Qiu. I feel like old friends at the first sight. You are my confidant. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too short. Haha, if it weren’t for Brother Qiu, the wine in your pot would have already met. At the end, the two of us can drink for another three days and three nights, until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark."
The entire reception room was also illuminated by the silver light of this sword.
A huge force surged in, and Li Mu's wrists felt sore and numb.
Swordsman.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
The porcelain bowl spun smoothly without leaking a drop of wine. After catching it, it flew back and fell into his hand.
Because the swordsman Qiu Yin came to Taibai County alone.
A huge force surged in, and Li Mu's wrists felt sore and numb.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
Completely opposite knife skills.
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
Yes, his title only has two words.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
Countless moves flashed through Li Mu's mind, but his body reacted in an instant, and the Samsara Sword was decisively slashed out in the style of [Fengyun Six Swords·Eight Directions Slash].
"no."
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
As a friend, Qiu Yin can go through thick and thin.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
"Hahaha, I, Qiu Yin, have been in the Western Qin Dynasty for fifteen years. I have seen countless heroes in my life, but there are only a handful of people as charming as you, my brother. Three bowls of wine, two sword strikes, hahaha, so happy!" Qiu Yin! Being a bold and unrestrained person himself, he said curiously: "I don't know who the other person you are talking about is? If I can make you a confidant, I must be a heroic figure."
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
Qiu Yin laughed and slashed out with his sword again.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
Li Mu opened his mouth and drank a large bowl. The bamboo leaf wine entered his throat, like a raging fire, and went straight down his throat into his internal organs. His whole body was burning as if it was about to burn, and his whole body felt comfortable.
The swordsman Qiu Yin of the Western Qin Dynasty, the swordsman Murong Bai of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the spearman He Ping of the Southern Chu Dynasty.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
Clang!
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
Samsara Knife.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
Sparks burst out all over the sky, like millions of stars exploding.
"Hahaha, I, Qiu Yin, have been in the Western Qin Dynasty for fifteen years. I have seen countless heroes in my life, but there are only a handful of people as charming as you, my brother. Three bowls of wine, two sword strikes, hahaha, so happy!" Qiu Yin! Being a bold and unrestrained person himself, he said curiously: "I don't know who the other person you are talking about is? If I can make you a confidant, I must be a heroic figure."
However, now, due to the appearance of Taibai King Li Mu, Qiu Yin's reputation as the number one among the younger generation seems to be beginning to waver.
The entire reception room was also illuminated by the silver light of this sword.
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
Because Li Mu's record was too dazzling.
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
In the blink of an eye, a night passed.
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
The porcelain bowl spun smoothly without leaking a drop of wine. After catching it, it flew back and fell into his hand.
Buzz buzz.
The room is filled with fragrance.
So much so that during this period, some people were speculating whether there would be a fight between swordsman Qiu Yin and Taibai King Li Mu, who was also famous for his swordsmanship.
The war in the Western Qin Empire naturally has little to do with Li Mu, and it is not something that he, an alien, should worry about, because Li Mu's own situation may seem beautiful, but in fact, it is not much better than that of King Zhenxi.
"Hahaha, I, Qiu Yin, have been in the Western Qin Dynasty for fifteen years. I have seen countless heroes in my life, but there are only a handful of people as charming as you, my brother. Three bowls of wine, two sword strikes, hahaha, so happy!" Qiu Yin! Being a bold and unrestrained person himself, he said curiously: "I don't know who the other person you are talking about is? If I can make you a confidant, I must be a heroic figure."
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
Qiu Yin came to see Quasi-Saint Li Mu with the will of the peak god of martial arts in Western Qin. One is the Holy Land in Western Qin, and the other is a newly rising myth. How will the two get along
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
"Oh? Not yet?"
Sparks burst out all over the sky, like millions of stars exploding.
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
The swordsman Qiu Yin of the Western Qin Dynasty, the swordsman Murong Bai of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the spearman He Ping of the Southern Chu Dynasty.
Li Mu was also filled with fighting spirit and excitement.
Li Mu was also filled with fighting spirit and excitement.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
Li Mu was not polite and drank the third bowl directly.
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
Because the swordsman Qiu Yin came to Taibai County alone.
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
So much so that during this period, some people were speculating whether there would be a fight between swordsman Qiu Yin and Taibai King Li Mu, who was also famous for his swordsmanship.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
He stood with his sword in hand, as if he was drunk. He had never encountered such an opponent since his debut. When he met his opponent, he would meet a good talent, and he played the game with great joy.
The entire reception room was also illuminated by the silver light of this sword.
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
"Hahaha, okay."
"Hahaha, okay."
The war in the Western Qin Empire naturally has little to do with Li Mu, and it is not something that he, an alien, should worry about, because Li Mu's own situation may seem beautiful, but in fact, it is not much better than that of King Zhenxi.
Qiu Yin came to see Quasi-Saint Li Mu with the will of the peak god of martial arts in Western Qin. One is the Holy Land in Western Qin, and the other is a newly rising myth. How will the two get along
It was different from what Li Mu imagined.
The two of them returned to their seats.
Qiu Yin is known as the number one martial artist of the younger generation in the Western Qin Empire. He is more famous and has more brilliant achievements than Chu Nantian, one of the descendants of the Tianjian Sect, the second prince and other elites. It is said that since his debut in the world and his experience, Qiu Yin has become more and more famous. Thousands of battles were fought without a single defeat, and many famous figures from the older generation were defeated at the hands of Qiu Yin.
…
Qiu Yin laughed and slashed out with his sword again.
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
Buzz buzz.
The two people each retreated dozens of steps. On the ground under their feet, the footprints were clear and clear, as if carved on the rock. Li Mu's sleeves were shattered, and Qiu Yin's pair of riding boots were completely turned into fly ash.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
Qiu Yin, who is just thirty years old this year, has a [Guanshan Dao] in his hand, a Morinouqin on his back, a pot of bamboo leaf wine on his waist, and a bay-red horse on his hip, which has become his symbol, with the melodious Morinouqin and Guanshan Dao. Bright, sweet and pure bamboo leaf wine, if you have heard the sound of his zither, seen his sword skills, and drank his strong wine, you are Qiu Yin's friend.
When Qiu Yin was young, he had an unexpected encounter and cast a body with thunder from the sky. Later, he practiced the magic of immortals and demons given by his master [Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Body Refining True Method] to refine his body. In terms of the strength of his physical body alone, he was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns. There are some semi-saints, but they are far inferior to him. They are so powerful that they are called monsters. They once killed a prehistoric giant turtle in the ocean.
"Haha, good wine."
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
"Haha, good wine."
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
Because the swordsman Qiu Yin came to Taibai County alone.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
The Six Blades of Wind and Cloud.
Ding ding ding!
Li Mu opened his mouth and drank a large bowl. The bamboo leaf wine entered his throat, like a raging fire, and went straight down his throat into his internal organs. His whole body was burning as if it was about to burn, and his whole body felt comfortable.
When Qiu Yin was young, he had an unexpected encounter and cast a body with thunder from the sky. Later, he practiced the magic of immortals and demons given by his master [Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Body Refining True Method] to refine his body. In terms of the strength of his physical body alone, he was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns. There are some semi-saints, but they are far inferior to him. They are so powerful that they are called monsters. They once killed a prehistoric giant turtle in the ocean.
What a lot of strength.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
"I heard that if you drink the swordsman's wine, you become the swordsman's friend." Li Mu slowly put down the big bowl in his hand and looked at the bearded man sitting cross-legged across from him with an unsheathed Guanshan knife across his knees. Red-faced man.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
"I heard that if you drink the swordsman's wine, you become the swordsman's friend." Li Mu slowly put down the big bowl in his hand and looked at the bearded man sitting cross-legged across from him with an unsheathed Guanshan knife across his knees. Red-faced man.
Rough linen clothes, patched riding boots, slightly naturally curly black hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, beard, white teeth when smiling, and a tall body, just like a prairie man, his whole body exudes the look of a man from the Guanshan prairie. Unique rough and bold style.
"no."
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
Qiu Yin laughed loudly: "Li Taibai is really happy."
Because the swordsman Qiu Yin came to Taibai County alone.
Rough linen clothes, patched riding boots, slightly naturally curly black hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, beard, white teeth when smiling, and a tall body, just like a prairie man, his whole body exudes the look of a man from the Guanshan prairie. Unique rough and bold style.
Samsara Knife.
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
This is Qiu Yin, the swordsman.
Calm, cold, cold!
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
Li Mu stood up, flicked his palm, and wisps of sword energy flew from all directions. Twenty flying knives gathered together and turned into a long sword as bright as autumn water.
"There are two more bowls." Qiu Yin smiled, placing the bronze wine pot at his waist. He patted it gently, and a stream of green wine jumped out from the mouth of the pot like a flying dragon.
Buzz buzz.
The bowl in Li Mu's hand flew out and caught the stream of green wine in the bowl without leaning to one side.
It was different from what Li Mu imagined.
The Six Blades of Wind and Cloud.
Samsara Knife.
He stood with his sword in hand, as if he was drunk. He had never encountered such an opponent since his debut. When he met his opponent, he would meet a good talent, and he played the game with great joy.
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
The two of them returned to their seats.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
It was the same as Li Mu imagined.
What's even more rare is that although he has defeated many powerful martial arts masters in the Western Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yin is highly regarded by all parties in the world and in temples. Even those who have been defeated by him, When mentioning this person, they always spoke with admiration. He would never be bitter about his defeat. Many unruly geniuses who were defeated by him even became his close friends in the end.
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
In an instant, his entire temperament changed instantly.
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
"There are two more bowls." Qiu Yin smiled, placing the bronze wine pot at his waist. He patted it gently, and a stream of green wine jumped out from the mouth of the pot like a flying dragon.
The two of them returned to their seats.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
He also slapped the wine pot, and a wine arrow shot out and fell into his mouth.
This knife is complicated, subtle, changing, and cunning to the extreme.
It was different from what Li Mu imagined.
"good."
In the blink of an eye, a night passed.
A huge force surged in, and Li Mu's wrists felt sore and numb.
"Hahaha, okay."
Clang!
Because Li Mu's record was too dazzling.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
However, now, due to the appearance of Taibai King Li Mu, Qiu Yin's reputation as the number one among the younger generation seems to be beginning to waver.
The bowl in Li Mu's hand flew out and caught the stream of green wine in the bowl without leaning to one side.
He entered the world at the age of fifteen and has been in the world for fifteen years.
"Since I came to Taibai County, I have risen through hardships and hardships. It can be said that I have fought my way through the northwest martial arts world. I have met too many martial arts figures, but most of them are just chickens and dogs. Even the second prince, in my eyes, is nothing more than a self-righteous bastard who wants to sell his stuff. Counting on my fingers, among all the people, there are only two of them whom I admire. They can be called the two great princes. My confidants are all experts with profound martial arts and unpredictable cultivation. One of them is Brother Qiu. I feel like old friends at the first sight. You are my confidant. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too short. Haha, if it weren’t for Brother Qiu, the wine in your pot would have already met. At the end, the two of us can drink for another three days and three nights, until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark."
The porcelain bowl spun smoothly without leaking a drop of wine. After catching it, it flew back and fell into his hand.
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
Li Mu's figure kept retreating.
Qiu Yin closed his eyes, thought for a while, put away the knife, returned to his previous seat, and said: "I'm not coming, I'm not sure I can defeat you with the third knife, so I might as well save this knife and prove it later. "
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
"good."
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
Qiu Yin laughed loudly: "Li Taibai is really happy."
"Hahaha, I, Qiu Yin, have been in the Western Qin Dynasty for fifteen years. I have seen countless heroes in my life, but there are only a handful of people as charming as you, my brother. Three bowls of wine, two sword strikes, hahaha, so happy!" Qiu Yin! Being a bold and unrestrained person himself, he said curiously: "I don't know who the other person you are talking about is? If I can make you a confidant, I must be a heroic figure."
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
He also slapped the wine pot, and a wine arrow shot out and fell into his mouth.
"Since I came to Taibai County, I have risen through hardships and hardships. It can be said that I have fought my way through the northwest martial arts world. I have met too many martial arts figures, but most of them are just chickens and dogs. Even the second prince, in my eyes, is nothing more than a self-righteous bastard who wants to sell his stuff. Counting on my fingers, among all the people, there are only two of them whom I admire. They can be called the two great princes. My confidants are all experts with profound martial arts and unpredictable cultivation. One of them is Brother Qiu. I feel like old friends at the first sight. You are my confidant. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too short. Haha, if it weren’t for Brother Qiu, the wine in your pot would have already met. At the end, the two of us can drink for another three days and three nights, until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark."
Ding ding ding!
He also slapped the wine pot, and a wine arrow shot out and fell into his mouth.
"Since I came to Taibai County, I have risen through hardships and hardships. It can be said that I have fought my way through the northwest martial arts world. I have met too many martial arts figures, but most of them are just chickens and dogs. Even the second prince, in my eyes, is nothing more than a self-righteous bastard who wants to sell his stuff. Counting on my fingers, among all the people, there are only two of them whom I admire. They can be called the two great princes. My confidants are all experts with profound martial arts and unpredictable cultivation. One of them is Brother Qiu. I feel like old friends at the first sight. You are my confidant. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too short. Haha, if it weren’t for Brother Qiu, the wine in your pot would have already met. At the end, the two of us can drink for another three days and three nights, until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark."
The swordsman Qiu Yin is indeed well-deserved. With these two swords, he shows his style as a swordsman. This is undoubtedly the most powerful swordsman Li Mu has ever encountered since he became a master of martial arts. The former mortal swordsman Li Gang's swordsmanship is almost transcendent. No immortal swordsmanship had ever shocked and inspired Li Mu so much.
The war in the Western Qin Empire naturally has little to do with Li Mu, and it is not something that he, an alien, should worry about, because Li Mu's own situation may seem beautiful, but in fact, it is not much better than that of King Zhenxi.
The room is filled with fragrance.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
The entire reception room was also illuminated by the silver light of this sword.
This knife is complicated, subtle, changing, and cunning to the extreme.
Then, his whole body suddenly burst into action like a leaping tiger. The dark Guanshan knife opened the space in front of him and slashed straight into Li Mu's forehead.
Li Mu opened his mouth and drank a large bowl. The bamboo leaf wine entered his throat, like a raging fire, and went straight down his throat into his internal organs. His whole body was burning as if it was about to burn, and his whole body felt comfortable.
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
So much so that during this period, some people were speculating whether there would be a fight between swordsman Qiu Yin and Taibai King Li Mu, who was also famous for his swordsmanship.
The jaws of both men were shattered and blood spilled out.
The blades screamed and the blades trembled.
Because Li Mu's record was too dazzling.
The porcelain bowl spun smoothly without leaking a drop of wine. After catching it, it flew back and fell into his hand.
What a lot of strength.
Li Mu was not polite and drank the third bowl directly.
This knife is complicated, subtle, changing, and cunning to the extreme.
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
Ding ding ding!
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
The room is filled with fragrance.
Li Mu was not polite and drank the third bowl directly.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
"There are two more bowls." Qiu Yin smiled, placing the bronze wine pot at his waist. He patted it gently, and a stream of green wine jumped out from the mouth of the pot like a flying dragon.
Qiu Yin shook his head and said, "Not yet."
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
The two of them returned to their seats.
…
"Oh? Not yet?"
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
Then, his whole body suddenly burst into action like a leaping tiger. The dark Guanshan knife opened the space in front of him and slashed straight into Li Mu's forehead.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
"no."
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
Li Mu's figure kept retreating.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
"Oh? Not yet?"
"Then what will it take for it to be considered true?"
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
However, now, due to the appearance of Taibai King Li Mu, Qiu Yin's reputation as the number one among the younger generation seems to be beginning to waver.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
Qiu Yin, who is just thirty years old this year, has a [Guanshan Dao] in his hand, a Morinouqin on his back, a pot of bamboo leaf wine on his waist, and a bay-red horse on his hip, which has become his symbol, with the melodious Morinouqin and Guanshan Dao. Bright, sweet and pure bamboo leaf wine, if you have heard the sound of his zither, seen his sword skills, and drank his strong wine, you are Qiu Yin's friend.
His name in the martial arts world is also very interesting -
The war in the Western Qin Empire naturally has little to do with Li Mu, and it is not something that he, an alien, should worry about, because Li Mu's own situation may seem beautiful, but in fact, it is not much better than that of King Zhenxi.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
In an instant, his entire temperament changed instantly.
As he spoke, his palms with thick joints and rough skin grasped the handle of the black Tieguan Shandao.
A huge force surged in, and Li Mu's wrists felt sore and numb.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
Clang!
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
Qiu Yin shook his head and said, "Not yet."
In an instant, his entire temperament changed instantly.
"Oh? Not yet?"
Qiu Yin closed his eyes, thought for a while, put away the knife, returned to his previous seat, and said: "I'm not coming, I'm not sure I can defeat you with the third knife, so I might as well save this knife and prove it later. "
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
He entered the world at the age of fifteen and has been in the world for fifteen years.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
"Then what will it take for it to be considered true?"
The blades screamed and the blades trembled.
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
The porcelain bowl spun smoothly without leaking a drop of wine. After catching it, it flew back and fell into his hand.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
The two of them returned to their seats.
Calm, cold, cold!
Because the swordsman Qiu Yin came to Taibai County alone.
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
Countless moves flashed through Li Mu's mind, but his body reacted in an instant, and the Samsara Sword was decisively slashed out in the style of [Fengyun Six Swords·Eight Directions Slash].
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
This is Qiu Yin, the swordsman.
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
"good."
The jaws of both men were shattered and blood spilled out.
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
"It just so happens that I also have a knife in my hand."
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
He entered the world at the age of fifteen and has been in the world for fifteen years.
Completely opposite knife skills.
Li Mu stood up, flicked his palm, and wisps of sword energy flew from all directions. Twenty flying knives gathered together and turned into a long sword as bright as autumn water.
Li Mu stood up, flicked his palm, and wisps of sword energy flew from all directions. Twenty flying knives gathered together and turned into a long sword as bright as autumn water.
A huge force surged in, and Li Mu's wrists felt sore and numb.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
The entire reception room was also illuminated by the silver light of this sword.
As a friend, Qiu Yin can go through thick and thin.
"good."
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
Samsara Knife.
When Qiu Yin was young, he had an unexpected encounter and cast a body with thunder from the sky. Later, he practiced the magic of immortals and demons given by his master [Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Body Refining True Method] to refine his body. In terms of the strength of his physical body alone, he was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns. There are some semi-saints, but they are far inferior to him. They are so powerful that they are called monsters. They once killed a prehistoric giant turtle in the ocean.
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
"Hahaha, okay."
Qiu Yin's eyes lit up: "What a knife."
Qiu Yin is known as the number one martial artist of the younger generation in the Western Qin Empire. He is more famous and has more brilliant achievements than Chu Nantian, one of the descendants of the Tianjian Sect, the second prince and other elites. It is said that since his debut in the world and his experience, Qiu Yin has become more and more famous. Thousands of battles were fought without a single defeat, and many famous figures from the older generation were defeated at the hands of Qiu Yin.
[Guanshan Nine Levels] Qiu Yin, Li Poyue's eldest disciple, arrived in Taibai County.
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
Li Mu was not polite and drank the third bowl directly.
"Then what will it take for it to be considered true?"
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
Then, his whole body suddenly burst into action like a leaping tiger. The dark Guanshan knife opened the space in front of him and slashed straight into Li Mu's forehead.
At dawn, the two of them were still not finished.
Swordsman.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
It was the same as Li Mu imagined.
Li Mu opened his mouth and drank a large bowl. The bamboo leaf wine entered his throat, like a raging fire, and went straight down his throat into his internal organs. His whole body was burning as if it was about to burn, and his whole body felt comfortable.
Rough linen clothes, patched riding boots, slightly naturally curly black hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, beard, white teeth when smiling, and a tall body, just like a prairie man, his whole body exudes the look of a man from the Guanshan prairie. Unique rough and bold style.
So much so that during this period, some people were speculating whether there would be a fight between swordsman Qiu Yin and Taibai King Li Mu, who was also famous for his swordsmanship.
In an instant, his entire temperament changed instantly.
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
It was the same as Li Mu imagined.
The room is filled with fragrance.
…
Li Mu was not polite and drank the third bowl directly.
Buzz buzz.
Samsara Knife.
"no."
"There are two more bowls." Qiu Yin smiled, placing the bronze wine pot at his waist. He patted it gently, and a stream of green wine jumped out from the mouth of the pot like a flying dragon.
"Haha, good wine."
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
At dawn, the two of them were still not finished.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
The jaws of both men were shattered and blood spilled out.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
Qiu Yin's eyes lit up: "What a knife."
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
The two people each retreated dozens of steps. On the ground under their feet, the footprints were clear and clear, as if carved on the rock. Li Mu's sleeves were shattered, and Qiu Yin's pair of riding boots were completely turned into fly ash.
Qiu Yin shook his head and said, "Not yet."
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
Yes, his title only has two words.
The Six Blades of Wind and Cloud.
This knife is complicated, subtle, changing, and cunning to the extreme.
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
In an instant, his entire temperament changed instantly.
At dawn, the two of them were still not finished.
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
Clang!
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
"no."
However, now, due to the appearance of Taibai King Li Mu, Qiu Yin's reputation as the number one among the younger generation seems to be beginning to waver.
It was the same as Li Mu imagined.
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
"It just so happens that I also have a knife in my hand."
"Then what will it take for it to be considered true?"
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
The blades screamed and the blades trembled.
"no."
When Qiu Yin was young, he had an unexpected encounter and cast a body with thunder from the sky. Later, he practiced the magic of immortals and demons given by his master [Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Body Refining True Method] to refine his body. In terms of the strength of his physical body alone, he was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns. There are some semi-saints, but they are far inferior to him. They are so powerful that they are called monsters. They once killed a prehistoric giant turtle in the ocean.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
"Haha, good wine."
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
A huge force surged in, and Li Mu's wrists felt sore and numb.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
He stood with his sword in hand, as if he was drunk. He had never encountered such an opponent since his debut. When he met his opponent, he would meet a good talent, and he played the game with great joy.
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
Calm, cold, cold!
The two of them returned to their seats.
What a lot of strength.
Because the swordsman Qiu Yin came to Taibai County alone.
Sparks burst out all over the sky, like millions of stars exploding.
The bowl in Li Mu's hand flew out and caught the stream of green wine in the bowl without leaning to one side.
Yes, his title only has two words.
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
The two of them returned to their seats.
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
Li Mu opened his mouth and drank a large bowl. The bamboo leaf wine entered his throat, like a raging fire, and went straight down his throat into his internal organs. His whole body was burning as if it was about to burn, and his whole body felt comfortable.
The swordsman Qiu Yin of the Western Qin Dynasty, the swordsman Murong Bai of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the spearman He Ping of the Southern Chu Dynasty.
When Qiu Yin was young, he had an unexpected encounter and cast a body with thunder from the sky. Later, he practiced the magic of immortals and demons given by his master [Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Body Refining True Method] to refine his body. In terms of the strength of his physical body alone, he was invulnerable to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and guns. There are some semi-saints, but they are far inferior to him. They are so powerful that they are called monsters. They once killed a prehistoric giant turtle in the ocean.
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
So much so that during this period, some people were speculating whether there would be a fight between swordsman Qiu Yin and Taibai King Li Mu, who was also famous for his swordsmanship.
This is the swordsman Qiu Yin.
"no."
"I heard that if you drink the swordsman's wine, you become the swordsman's friend." Li Mu slowly put down the big bowl in his hand and looked at the bearded man sitting cross-legged across from him with an unsheathed Guanshan knife across his knees. Red-faced man.
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
At dawn, the two of them were still not finished.
"There are two more bowls." Qiu Yin smiled, placing the bronze wine pot at his waist. He patted it gently, and a stream of green wine jumped out from the mouth of the pot like a flying dragon.
Samsara Knife.
In the blink of an eye, a night passed.
Qiu Yin is known as the number one martial artist of the younger generation in the Western Qin Empire. He is more famous and has more brilliant achievements than Chu Nantian, one of the descendants of the Tianjian Sect, the second prince and other elites. It is said that since his debut in the world and his experience, Qiu Yin has become more and more famous. Thousands of battles were fought without a single defeat, and many famous figures from the older generation were defeated at the hands of Qiu Yin.
This is Qiu Yin, the swordsman.
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
Qiu Yin came to see Quasi-Saint Li Mu with the will of the peak god of martial arts in Western Qin. One is the Holy Land in Western Qin, and the other is a newly rising myth. How will the two get along
The room is filled with fragrance.
Li Mu was also filled with fighting spirit and excitement.
"I heard that if you drink the swordsman's wine, you become the swordsman's friend." Li Mu slowly put down the big bowl in his hand and looked at the bearded man sitting cross-legged across from him with an unsheathed Guanshan knife across his knees. Red-faced man.
Swordsman.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
"Hahaha, okay."
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
As a friend, Qiu Yin can go through thick and thin.
Li Mu was not polite and drank the third bowl directly.
Qiu Yin laughed and slashed out with his sword again.
Swordsman.
The two people each retreated dozens of steps. On the ground under their feet, the footprints were clear and clear, as if carved on the rock. Li Mu's sleeves were shattered, and Qiu Yin's pair of riding boots were completely turned into fly ash.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
Qiu Yin laughed and slashed out with his sword again.
Completely opposite knife skills.
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
The swordsman Qiu Yin of the Western Qin Dynasty, the swordsman Murong Bai of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the spearman He Ping of the Southern Chu Dynasty.
Different from the previous one that was almost a return to nature and simplicity, this one cut halfway and instantly divided into thousands of swords, like dark stars exploding all over the sky.
Qiu Yin closed his eyes, thought for a while, put away the knife, returned to his previous seat, and said: "I'm not coming, I'm not sure I can defeat you with the third knife, so I might as well save this knife and prove it later. "
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
Countless moves flashed through Li Mu's mind, but his body reacted in an instant, and the Samsara Sword was decisively slashed out in the style of [Fengyun Six Swords·Eight Directions Slash].
"Hahaha, I, Qiu Yin, have been in the Western Qin Dynasty for fifteen years. I have seen countless heroes in my life, but there are only a handful of people as charming as you, my brother. Three bowls of wine, two sword strikes, hahaha, so happy!" Qiu Yin! Being a bold and unrestrained person himself, he said curiously: "I don't know who the other person you are talking about is? If I can make you a confidant, I must be a heroic figure."
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
Completely opposite knife skills.
This knife is complicated, subtle, changing, and cunning to the extreme.
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
This knife is complicated, subtle, changing, and cunning to the extreme.
Different from the previous one that was almost a return to nature and simplicity, this one cut halfway and instantly divided into thousands of swords, like dark stars exploding all over the sky.
Completely opposite knife skills.
The two people each retreated dozens of steps. On the ground under their feet, the footprints were clear and clear, as if carved on the rock. Li Mu's sleeves were shattered, and Qiu Yin's pair of riding boots were completely turned into fly ash.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
At dawn, the two of them were still not finished.
Countless moves flashed through Li Mu's mind, but his body reacted in an instant, and the Samsara Sword was decisively slashed out in the style of [Fengyun Six Swords·Eight Directions Slash].
"Hahaha, okay."
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
Li Mu was also filled with fighting spirit and excitement.
The two of them returned to their seats.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
Because Li Mu's record was too dazzling.
Li Mu was also filled with fighting spirit and excitement.
Ding ding ding!
Li Mu slashed out with his backhand.
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
If Qiu Yin before was a volcano whose passion was like an eruption of earthly fire, then the moment he held the knife, he turned into a piece of ten thousand years of ice rock in the deep and cold place of Jiuyou.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
Buzz buzz.
"Since I came to Taibai County, I have risen through hardships and hardships. It can be said that I have fought my way through the northwest martial arts world. I have met too many martial arts figures, but most of them are just chickens and dogs. Even the second prince, in my eyes, is nothing more than a self-righteous bastard who wants to sell his stuff. Counting on my fingers, among all the people, there are only two of them whom I admire. They can be called the two great princes. My confidants are all experts with profound martial arts and unpredictable cultivation. One of them is Brother Qiu. I feel like old friends at the first sight. You are my confidant. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too short. Haha, if it weren’t for Brother Qiu, the wine in your pot would have already met. At the end, the two of us can drink for another three days and three nights, until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark."
Qiu Yin's eyes lit up: "What a knife."
Sparks burst out all over the sky, like millions of stars exploding.
Li Mu opened his mouth and drank a large bowl. The bamboo leaf wine entered his throat, like a raging fire, and went straight down his throat into his internal organs. His whole body was burning as if it was about to burn, and his whole body felt comfortable.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
This is Qiu Yin, the swordsman.
The two people each retreated dozens of steps. On the ground under their feet, the footprints were clear and clear, as if carved on the rock. Li Mu's sleeves were shattered, and Qiu Yin's pair of riding boots were completely turned into fly ash.
Qiu Yin laughed loudly: "Li Taibai is really happy."
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
Li Mu's figure kept retreating.
…
The two people each retreated dozens of steps. On the ground under their feet, the footprints were clear and clear, as if carved on the rock. Li Mu's sleeves were shattered, and Qiu Yin's pair of riding boots were completely turned into fly ash.
But now, such a thing seems to be happening.
As a friend, Qiu Yin can go through thick and thin.
Countless moves flashed through Li Mu's mind, but his body reacted in an instant, and the Samsara Sword was decisively slashed out in the style of [Fengyun Six Swords·Eight Directions Slash].
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
Qiu Yin came to see Quasi-Saint Li Mu with the will of the peak god of martial arts in Western Qin. One is the Holy Land in Western Qin, and the other is a newly rising myth. How will the two get along
Li Mu directly asked the chefs in Daolu to prepare various delicacies and set up a banquet in the reception room. The two of them feasted happily, and the aroma of wine and meat filled the air.
Qiu Yin's figure also retreated.
What's even more rare is that although he has defeated many powerful martial arts masters in the Western Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yin is highly regarded by all parties in the world and in temples. Even those who have been defeated by him, When mentioning this person, they always spoke with admiration. He would never be bitter about his defeat. Many unruly geniuses who were defeated by him even became his close friends in the end.
Because the swordsman Qiu Yin came to Taibai County alone.
Qiu Yin's eyes lit up: "What a knife."
The swordsman Qiu Yin is indeed well-deserved. With these two swords, he shows his style as a swordsman. This is undoubtedly the most powerful swordsman Li Mu has ever encountered since he became a master of martial arts. The former mortal swordsman Li Gang's swordsmanship is almost transcendent. No immortal swordsmanship had ever shocked and inspired Li Mu so much.
What's even more rare is that although he has defeated many powerful martial arts masters in the Western Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yin is highly regarded by all parties in the world and in temples. Even those who have been defeated by him, When mentioning this person, they always spoke with admiration. He would never be bitter about his defeat. Many unruly geniuses who were defeated by him even became his close friends in the end.
It was the same as Li Mu imagined.
Qiu Yin, who is just thirty years old this year, has a [Guanshan Dao] in his hand, a Morinouqin on his back, a pot of bamboo leaf wine on his waist, and a bay-red horse on his hip, which has become his symbol, with the melodious Morinouqin and Guanshan Dao. Bright, sweet and pure bamboo leaf wine, if you have heard the sound of his zither, seen his sword skills, and drank his strong wine, you are Qiu Yin's friend.
The room is filled with fragrance.
The two people each retreated dozens of steps. On the ground under their feet, the footprints were clear and clear, as if carved on the rock. Li Mu's sleeves were shattered, and Qiu Yin's pair of riding boots were completely turned into fly ash.
What's even more rare is that although he has defeated many powerful martial arts masters in the Western Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yin is highly regarded by all parties in the world and in temples. Even those who have been defeated by him, When mentioning this person, they always spoke with admiration. He would never be bitter about his defeat. Many unruly geniuses who were defeated by him even became his close friends in the end.
Buzz buzz.
The jaws of both men were shattered and blood spilled out.
He never traveled around the world relying on the title of Master, the number one martial artist in Western Qin Dynasty. He took on thousands of incarnations and traveled around the world. People only knew his name after he did many heroic and heroic deeds.
"It just so happens that I also have a knife in my hand."
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
Swordsman has always been a general term for people who use swords, but since the appearance of Qiu Yin's Guanshan Sword, slowly, in the Western Qin Empire and in the rivers and lakes, when people mentioned the word swordsman, they only meant one. That person is Qiu Yin.
"Please." Li Mu raised his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
Who would have known that Li Mu, who had also never activated his true energy or used the power of heaven and earth, was physically stronger than him. He almost knocked out his Guanshan sword with a single blow.
…
He stood with his sword in hand, as if he was drunk. He had never encountered such an opponent since his debut. When he met his opponent, he would meet a good talent, and he played the game with great joy.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
Completely opposite knife skills.
He entered the world at the age of fifteen and has been in the world for fifteen years.
In the blink of an eye, a night passed.
Li Mu was also filled with fighting spirit and excitement.
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
Rough linen clothes, patched riding boots, slightly naturally curly black hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, beard, white teeth when smiling, and a tall body, just like a prairie man, his whole body exudes the look of a man from the Guanshan prairie. Unique rough and bold style.
The blades screamed and the blades trembled.
"Oh? Not yet?"
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
The porcelain bowl spun smoothly without leaking a drop of wine. After catching it, it flew back and fell into his hand.
Completely opposite knife skills.
The swordsman Qiu Yin is indeed well-deserved. With these two swords, he shows his style as a swordsman. This is undoubtedly the most powerful swordsman Li Mu has ever encountered since he became a master of martial arts. The former mortal swordsman Li Gang's swordsmanship is almost transcendent. No immortal swordsmanship had ever shocked and inspired Li Mu so much.
"You've drunk the wine, but you haven't seen my knife yet." Qiu Yin said with a laugh.
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
What's even more rare is that although he has defeated many powerful martial arts masters in the Western Qin Dynasty, Qiu Yin is highly regarded by all parties in the world and in temples. Even those who have been defeated by him, When mentioning this person, they always spoke with admiration. He would never be bitter about his defeat. Many unruly geniuses who were defeated by him even became his close friends in the end.
Qiu Yin's eyes lit up: "What a knife."
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
These three people are recognized as the number one among the younger generation in their respective territories of the three empires.
"Are you coming again?" Li Mu held the reincarnation knife that was shaking endlessly.
The blades screamed and the blades trembled.
"Are we friends now?" Li Mu put down the wine bowl.
Li Mu was not polite and drank the third bowl directly.
So much so that during this period, some people were speculating whether there would be a fight between swordsman Qiu Yin and Taibai King Li Mu, who was also famous for his swordsmanship.
"good."
What a lot of strength.
Qiu Yin closed his eyes, thought for a while, put away the knife, returned to his previous seat, and said: "I'm not coming, I'm not sure I can defeat you with the third knife, so I might as well save this knife and prove it later. "
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
The blades screamed and the blades trembled.
"There are two more bowls." Qiu Yin smiled, placing the bronze wine pot at his waist. He patted it gently, and a stream of green wine jumped out from the mouth of the pot like a flying dragon.
Li Mu thought for a while and said, "That's fine."
Qiu Yin laughed and slashed out with his sword again.
"Since I came to Taibai County, I have risen through hardships and hardships. It can be said that I have fought my way through the northwest martial arts world. I have met too many martial arts figures, but most of them are just chickens and dogs. Even the second prince, in my eyes, is nothing more than a self-righteous bastard who wants to sell his stuff. Counting on my fingers, among all the people, there are only two of them whom I admire. They can be called the two great princes. My confidants are all experts with profound martial arts and unpredictable cultivation. One of them is Brother Qiu. I feel like old friends at the first sight. You are my confidant. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too short. Haha, if it weren’t for Brother Qiu, the wine in your pot would have already met. At the end, the two of us can drink for another three days and three nights, until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark."
However, now, due to the appearance of Taibai King Li Mu, Qiu Yin's reputation as the number one among the younger generation seems to be beginning to waver.
The two of them returned to their seats.
However, now, due to the appearance of Taibai King Li Mu, Qiu Yin's reputation as the number one among the younger generation seems to be beginning to waver.
Ding ding ding!
Qiu Yin served the wine again, and the two drank heavily. They felt like they had met before. The more they talked, the more congenial they became. There was almost endless things to say.
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
Buzz buzz.
Li Mu's eyes blurred, and he felt that in front of this knife, everything around him disappeared, as if he had come to a black starry sky, and in his field of vision, there was only a black knife, and the sharp blade was coming towards him. The whole world is split in two.
This sword does not carry true energy, it is just a sword technique.
"Then what will it take for it to be considered true?"
The Samsara Sword seemed to be a warrior hungry for an opponent. At this moment, it shook violently.
Li Mu directly asked the chefs in Daolu to prepare various delicacies and set up a banquet in the reception room. The two of them feasted happily, and the aroma of wine and meat filled the air.
He was surprised. He practiced [Zhenwu Fist] and could be said to be physically invincible. The divine power in his body could turn mountains over, but Qiu Yin actually had such great power. He was not much weaker than himself
The room is filled with fragrance.
The jaws of both men were shattered and blood spilled out.
Different from the previous one that was almost a return to nature and simplicity, this one cut halfway and instantly divided into thousands of swords, like dark stars exploding all over the sky.
Li Mu's figure kept retreating.
In the blink of an eye, a night passed.
Then, his whole body suddenly burst into action like a leaping tiger. The dark Guanshan knife opened the space in front of him and slashed straight into Li Mu's forehead.
"good."
The blades screamed and the blades trembled.
Li Mu didn't know that Qiu Yin was even more shocked.
At dawn, the two of them were still not finished.
Just like the blade of Guan Shan Dao.
Samsara Knife.
"Then what will it take for it to be considered true?"
The swordsman Qiu Yin is indeed well-deserved. With these two swords, he shows his style as a swordsman. This is undoubtedly the most powerful swordsman Li Mu has ever encountered since he became a master of martial arts. The former mortal swordsman Li Gang's swordsmanship is almost transcendent. No immortal swordsmanship had ever shocked and inspired Li Mu so much.
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
"Since I came to Taibai County, I have risen through hardships and hardships. It can be said that I have fought my way through the northwest martial arts world. I have met too many martial arts figures, but most of them are just chickens and dogs. Even the second prince, in my eyes, is nothing more than a self-righteous bastard who wants to sell his stuff. Counting on my fingers, among all the people, there are only two of them whom I admire. They can be called the two great princes. My confidants are all experts with profound martial arts and unpredictable cultivation. One of them is Brother Qiu. I feel like old friends at the first sight. You are my confidant. When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups of wine are too short. Haha, if it weren’t for Brother Qiu, the wine in your pot would have already met. At the end, the two of us can drink for another three days and three nights, until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, the sun and the moon are dark."
Samsara Knife.
"The third bowl." Qiu Yin served wine again.
"Then what will it take for it to be considered true?"
Completely opposite knife skills.
The swordsman Qiu Yin of the Western Qin Dynasty, the swordsman Murong Bai of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the spearman He Ping of the Southern Chu Dynasty.
For a time, countless eyes were paying attention to Daolu.
Li Muyi is full of energy, and has a cool and unrestrained way of discussing heroes over wine.
"Haha, good wine."
He has used [Zhenwuquan] and [Xiantian Kung] to change his physique, and he has long been able to drink alcohol without getting drunk. However, Qiu Yin's bamboo leaf wine is extremely strong and has spiritual charm in it. It is obviously brewed with sacred herbs and precious medicines. Ordinary warriors really couldn't hold it back. Even Li Mu felt bursts of energy.
Because Li Mu was a quasi-sage, when he took action, although he did not activate his true energy, he did not retain much strength.
The bowl in Li Mu's hand flew out and caught the stream of green wine in the bowl without leaning to one side.
"Hahaha, okay."
"Hahaha, I, Qiu Yin, have been in the Western Qin Dynasty for fifteen years. I have seen countless heroes in my life, but there are only a handful of people as charming as you, my brother. Three bowls of wine, two sword strikes, hahaha, so happy!" Qiu Yin! Being a bold and unrestrained person himself, he said curiously: "I don't know who the other person you are talking about is? If I can make you a confidant, I must be a heroic figure."
The entire reception room was also illuminated by the silver light of this sword.
"Okay, okay." Qiu Yin laughed, overjoyed.
Different from the previous one that was almost a return to nature and simplicity, this one cut halfway and instantly divided into thousands of swords, like dark stars exploding all over the sky.