The four great families in Jiangnan.

The differences mentioned are the Shenjian Villa at the foot of Cuiyun Peak and by the Green Water Lake, the Murong Family, the Xiahou Family, and the last Nangong Family in Qixingtang in the south of the Yangtze River.

It's not that there are only these four aristocratic families in the vast Jiangnan, but that these four families are superior to all other families, and then the "Sword Villa" and the "Murong Family" are the leaders and hidden leaders among them.

Rumor has it that when you step into the Divine Sword Villa, you can see a large horizontal plaque at a glance.

There are only five characters on this horizontal plaque, and they are five large characters cast in gold. This is the honor and past glory of the Xie family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

"The best sword in the world!"

This is not just flattering for the Xie family. Legend has it that many years ago, the best swordsmen in the world, famous sword masters, and even rising stars of swordsmanship gathered at the top of Huashan Mountain to fight for ten days and ten nights without rest, vowing to show off their swords.

The leader among them; it is said that among the heroes, there was one man who actually challenged the heroes with his sword, defeated all the famous swordsmen in the world one by one, and became invincible in the world, which was passed down as a martial arts myth.

This man is the ancestor of the Xie family and the founder of Shenjian Villa, Xie Tian.

It is said that all the swordsmen in the world were impressed by his wonderful and unparalleled swordsmanship. Therefore, each of them took out a tael of gold and melted it in a furnace to cast these five golden characters.

In other words, this is something the world respects and recommends.

It is a pity that the great fame created by the ancestors of the Xie family has not been passed down to later generations. In the final analysis, it is because the descendants of the Xie family for several generations are all mediocre. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to inherit the Xie family's divine sword; and,

You must know that ordinary people are not guilty, but they are guilty of harboring a jade. Since the Xie family has passed away, it is inevitable that the family's collection of sword manuals will be coveted by others. What's more, the Xie family has made many enemies and is afraid of being exterminated. The Xie family is actually

The rapids retreated bravely, closed the mountains and closed the clan, and ignored the world's affairs, so that the reputation of "Xie Family Divine Sword" disappeared.

There are eighteen kinds of weapons in this world, including those that use poison, those that use concealed weapons, and some that use strange weapons. However, in the past hundred years, how many people in the world have been able to become "the best in the world"?

people.

The most powerful female devil in the world at that time, "Fairy Yunmeng", was ranked first because of her ruthless methods and killed countless people, earning her a bad name;

"Zhi" is called "King of Kyushu, Invincible in the World" because of his virtue and martial arts. In recent years, it is the "Tianji Stick" that has come out on top, and at regular intervals, there is a sword king to the east and a gun god to the west.

Only this swordsmanship - in the past hundred years, there have been many masters of swordsmanship in the world, and famous swordsmen have emerged in large numbers. Think of the seven major sword sects, if you pick a disciple at random, you will probably have the reputation of a fast sword, and there are also those like You Longsheng.

, people like Jing Wuming, Guo Songyang, looking at the world, they are already good swordsmen, extremely masters.

However, no one can be recognized as the best swordsman in the world.

But this generation is different.

Everyone believes that the best sword in the world, which originated from "Excalibur Villa", will be taken away by Excalibur Villa again.

Because, this generation of Shenjian Villa has an extraordinary person.

Stunningly beautiful and talented, no small feat.

It is said that a blind fortune teller once felt his bones and fortune telling and left a comment on his fortune.

"Born with sword bones, the emperor in the sword."

This man seemed to be born with all the blessings and honors from the gods in heaven.

What ordinary children learn when they are young are mostly "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames", "Thousand Character Classic" and the like, but when this person was born, the first thing he saw was the sword manual.

He knows the characters of the world, he has already held a sword at the age of five, and as soon as he holds the sword, he has become one with the sword. At the age of six, he can understand the sword manuals of various schools. His talent is so high that he is almost a monster, which is incredible.

God seems to have paid all the debts owed in the past to one person just to repay the Xie family.

If nothing else happens, everyone knows how earth-shattering such a person will be in the future.

Perhaps, there is no need for the future, but now, this person has become a star, his reputation is as high as the sun, and he is well known to everyone in the world.

He is the third young master of Shenjian Villa, Xie Xiaofeng.

Now, the demon sect is advancing eastward, and the disciples of several sects have been defeated one after another. They are ashamed to ask for help from the "Blue Dragon Society", but they can only place their hope on "Xie Xiaofeng".

…

There is heavy snowfall in the north, but in the south, the snow has not yet fallen, but the cold weather is unavoidable.

Everything withers and the vegetation withers and turns yellow.

It's just that on the bank of a quiet lake with clear water, I suddenly saw a person walking by that day.

This person.

Wearing a thick black cloak, wrapped in purple and black attire, the skirt is half open, and the chest is exposed wildly, letting the cold wind blow. The cloak is densely woven with gold threads, and the wind blows the clothes, like a cluster of flowers in the dark night.

Clusters of golden flames soared.

This man's face is very white, but it is not as white as the Central Plains people, as crystal clear and delicate as mutton fat and beautiful jade. Instead, his skin is as white as snow, without any blood color.

His dark eyes faintly revealed the strange brilliance of sapphire, and his head was full of thick black hair, tied behind his back, with only two locks hanging down from his forehead.

The cheeks were carved like cold stone, with sharp edges and corners, even colder and colder, and faintly carved with strange and evil textures.

This is a very tall and majestic man. It can be seen that he is not of pure Central Plains blood.

It is indeed not the case. The more powerful a man is, the more women he will get. Whether it is robbing, snatching, or women recommending themselves to deliver pillow mats to their doorsteps. Men like to enjoy, and women don’t like to enjoy. If they are attached to the strong, they can make them.

They enjoy more. They only need to sacrifice their beauty to be rich and worry-free for the rest of their lives. How many people can refuse such enjoyment.

However, his mother refused

Therefore, his mother died very early because her mother was a Han Chinese who was kidnapped from the south of the Yangtze River by his father's men and enshrined there. Ever since he was sensible, he remembered that his mother was always thinking about escaping back to this land.

You must know that men always like docile, sensible, and obedient women. A woman who always wants to escape will naturally not be loved. When a woman's beauty has been worn away with time, what is left can only be

It was disgust and disgust, so even his son was bullied in the demon sect and was ostracized everywhere. He could no longer remember how many nominal brothers and sisters he had.

Because these people are already dead and died under his sword.

But the first person he killed was his mother.

He still remembers how calm and indifferent the woman, who had a gentle temperament but was extremely stubborn, looked at him before she died. Even her moans of pain seemed extraordinarily light.

He stabbed his mother in the heart. It was also the first time he killed someone. The blood from the knife splattered all over his body. It was also the first time he shed tears for others. Because, in this world, there is only one person.

When he was being bullied, this woman gave him a little bit of sweetness, a bunch of candied haws made by herself, which I heard was unique to the Central Plains.

No one knows the woman's name, not even his son.

She seemed to like humming Jiangnan tunes very much. Even when she was dying, she was vomiting blood and still humming softly in her mouth. Then she looked at him and said a word lightly.

"I don't blame you. I owe you for giving birth to you. Now I will repay you with my life. This is the end of my life. We will never see each other again in the underworld!"

He was crying and swallowing blood as he watched the woman fall on the bed. Before closing his eyes, he vaguely murmured: "It's a pity that I couldn't take you back to Jiangnan..."

Jiangnan? He firmly remembered these two words.

After that, he could no longer laugh, let alone cry, and then he killed all his brothers and sisters until the end, just like the method of raising poison in Miao territory, where brothers and sisters kill each other and the group fights.

Insects eat each other, and even his father began to be afraid of him, but in the end, the position of leader was still in his hands, because the man had no choice.

Now, he is in the south of the Yangtze River, but he has not returned as someone who has left his hometown, but as a man who overlooks the heroes and the power of the world, marching eastward into the Central Plains and sweeping the martial arts world.

Where is his hometown? There is no hometown in his heart. Perhaps, he just wants to see what is different about the place that the woman cherishes and will never forget until her death. Or perhaps, he just wants to occupy and own it.

In fact, he has been here for many years, and a lot of things have happened. If he eats candied haws again, he will not taste the same as before.

He raised his eyes.

He had looked towards the other side of the clear water.

On the other side of the lake, among the old trees standing like swords, there is a wide mountain step that goes straight up, extending to the end of the mountain forest.

"Who are you? What are you doing in Green Water Lake?"

In a thatched cottage not far away, a man with an emerald green ribbon around his waist seemed to have just noticed someone coming to the lakeside. He jumped out with a sword in hand and shouted in a very alert voice.

The burly and stern man in fine clothes didn't speak, and didn't even look at him. He just looked at the direction at the end of the mountain steps with his eyes.

But just when the man was about ten steps closer to him.

A flash of light suddenly flashed under the man's cloak, an indescribable, yet extremely terrifying light.

As soon as the sword light shines, the green sword light is as curved as the moon, like a green mountain and green trees, as if a new moon hangs out of thin air, like a flying rainbow turning, and in a startling glance, the sword light has disappeared again.

But the man holding the sword ten steps away had stopped on the spot, his expression and body stiffened. Suddenly, a thin line of blood suddenly appeared from the center of his eyebrows, straight down, the bridge of his nose, and his chin.

Chest, waist and abdomen, and then divided into two halves.
Chapter completed!