Block the river with one sword.

A sword blooms.

Flowers on the river.

The river cuts off from it.

The flower seemed to be swaying in the waves, then broken, and then the sword was born.

So ten thousand swords rise.

"Tao sword...!"

Huaipingshan exclaimed, "Who are you, Wanxi Zhai Xiao Mantou?!"

Xiao Baozi was startled. He has been calling me master for nearly twenty years. Could it be that the master's name is Xiao Baozi?

Really uneducated!

She is indeed like a village girl!

Among those ten thousand swords, Huaipingshan came out with another sword, sweeping it across, and then he soared into the sky.

He didn't draw his sword again.

When he fell, the thousands of sword intentions were shattered under his sword.

He still looked at Xiao Baozi and suddenly asked: "Did you pick it up from Xiao Baozi?"

Xiao Baozi raised his eyebrows, quite surprised: "How do you know this?"

Huai Pingshan grinned meaningfully. Instead of answering her question, he asked again: "How good are the steamed buns?"

"...Are you talking about the previous owner of Wanxi Zhai?"

"Exactly."

"She has been buried."

"...Are you the current owner of Wanxi Zhai?"

"Yes, you haven't answered my question yet."

"May I have your name?"

Xiao Baozi raised his neck:

"I won't tell you!"

"You have a piece of jade on your body, a blood jade with a phoenix pattern!"

Xiao Baozi was immediately shocked, "How do you know?"

"Come here, I'll tell you."

Xiao Baozi pondered for a moment, but she still wanted to know her origins, so she moved forward.

Just when she was about ten feet away from Huaiping Mountain...

Huai Pingshan suddenly drew his sword!

The sword is as stunning as a giant, and the light is as bright as a shooting star!

This is the strongest sword in Huaipingshan's life!

He believed that this girl, who was only about twenty years old, would never be able to escape his sword!

She will definitely die!

Must die too!

What Xiao Baozi felt at this moment was the fierce murderous intent, which enveloped her in all directions, sealing her off like a cage.

"Go to hell!"

"Go to death with Xiao Mantou!"

Huaiping Mountain looked crazy, and he laughed wildly, but suddenly...

His laughter stopped suddenly.

His eyes widened, full of fear——

He saw that in the midst of his ultimate sword intent, a hand suddenly reached out!

That hand came from heaven.

Just like that, he stretched it straight and without any scruples into the sword cage that he had intertwined with his sword intentions.

The sleeve on that hand was cut into pieces by the sword's energy, flying like a butterfly in the sword's energy.

But the hand was unscathed.

That hand grabbed Xiao Baozi's neck, and with a lift, Xiao Baozi came out of the sword cage, and struck out with a sword, which shocked the king!

"You actually lied to me!"

"You know what I hate most in my life are people who lie to me!"

Let go of that hand.

Xiao Baozi left with a sword and followed the sword with him.

Most of Huaipingshan's internal energy was used on the sword cage, and at this moment he was powerless.

He retreated, but not as fast as Xiao Baozi.

He blocked it with his sword.

After a ding-ding-ding-ding tinkling sound, he retreated to the cliff. There was no way he could retreat.

Xiao Baozi was full of sword intent and moved forward indomitably.

There was a lot of blood, and Xiao Baozi pierced Huai Pingshan's right chest with his sword!

The Fuji sword penetrated from Huaiping Mountain's back and pierced into the rock, nailing Huaiping Mountain to the rock alive.

Xiao Baozi didn't kill Huaipingshan. She stretched out a finger and sealed the acupuncture points of Huaipingshan.

Then he drew his sword.

The sword in Huai Pingshan's hand fell to the ground with a clang, his face full of despair.

Yan Jidao landed next to Xiao Baozi, one of his arms was naked.

"Thank you, senior!"

"No need to thank me...if you want to thank me, just thank you, master."

"Senior, do you know my master?"

Yan Jidao smiled slightly: "Once upon a time, Xiao Mantou was also a legendary existence in Kyoto!"

Xiao Baozi was immediately curious: "So, my master has a story?"

"There are many stories. If you want to know more about them, you can go to Taiyuan College and find Hua Man Ting Hua Lao Da Ru!"

"……oh!"

Xiao Baozi suppressed the curiosity in his heart and looked back at the battlefield behind him.

…

…

The battle turned into a one-sided massacre in a short period of time.

The crowds gathered in other fields, rivers of blood flowed into them, and mountains of corpses littered the fields.

At dusk, the battle ends.

Thousands of the 30,000 troops in Huaiping Mountain fled and more than 20,000 died.

Naturally, Huaiping Mountain was also captured by Xiao Baozi.

Although this battle was a great victory, no one showed the slightest joy of victory on their faces.

The soldiers of Xuanjia Battalion, led by Zhou Zheng, began to clean the battlefield, and the small wooden building where Zhongli Ruoshui once lived has now become a memorial hall.

There were three corpses and a dark jar in the sacrificial hall.

Li Chenan stood in front of the table with the corpses. He looked at these old people who were once very close to each other and suddenly shed two lines of tears.

He originally thought that he would never be moved, guilty or angry by anyone in this world except Zhongli Ruoshui.

He thought that things like this had nothing to do with him.

But now he felt a sharp pain.

He thought of the kind old lady fishing by the pond under the big-leafed banyan tree in Dingguohou Mansion.

He also thought of the intoxicating fragrance of orchids on Peach Blossom Island, and the erudite and elegant old man in the fragrance of orchids.

There is also the old man who likes to lie under the crooked-neck tree in the Imperial City Division and spares no effort to help him.
To be continued...