A sharp sword roar of "Xiu" pierced into everyone's ears.

The white night turned into a streamer of light and shot towards the snow for a long time.

Xue Chang's subordinates exclaimed one after another.

"Ding!"

The cold white night plunged into the large bluestone ground in front of Xue Chang's death, submerged into a third of it, and shook slightly, making a soft sound.

Leng Ao glanced at Xue Changyu, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the appearance of the snow passing away, I must have understood what I meant.

He smiled, and walked towards Xue Changyu step by step, with an indifferent expression, as if the two were not like opponents who had just fought a game, but old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

"This is what you call the way of using a sword? you can't even protect your own sword, do you know what is the most important thing for a swordsman?" The cold and arrogant voice became solemn, no longer indifferent, but aggressive.

It's like a peerless swordsman who looks down on the world and is cold.

The merciless questioning words poured into Xue Changshu's ears word by word.

"What's the most important thing?" Xue Changyu, who had a gloomy expression, asked as if he saw a ray of hope in the darkness.

Suddenly stepping out, Leng Ao's face turned pale, and he suddenly stomped on the ground, and the white night sword hummed and groaned.

"Buzz!"

"Do you see it? It is grieving, feeling sad that you don't know how to cherish it, have you ever felt its emotions with your heart? The swordsman is the first sword heart, and it is your closest partner, as a swordsman, protect the sword with his life, understand the sword with his heart, seek the sword with his will, naturally, as long as it feels your sword heart, it will also give you a response, the sword is in the people, and the person destroys the sword. ”

"If you can't protect it with your heart, then even if this sword is not taken away by me, sooner or later, someone else will take it away. ”

"It's not an emotionless tool, it's just like you, a flesh-and-blood person, a brother who accompanies you to set foot in Xiuyuan!"

"You ask yourself, are you really worthy to be its master?"

"If you are not ready to calm the sword heart, then I advise you to give up sword cultivation now, otherwise any sword in your hand will only be a pearl and spoil them. ”

Words poured on Xue Changshu's body like cold water, and he kept questioning him.

The snow passed away, his eyes were gray, his luster became more and more dim, he almost lost his former brilliance, and the will to die gradually grew.

Everyone was puzzled.

They all looked at Leng Ao and Xue Chang strangely.

It seems that no one has heard Leng Ao's words, only Xue Changshu can hear them.

They found that Xue Changyu was slowly walking towards the White Night Sword, his steps staggering, his expression depressed, and his body exuded a strong will to die.

The handsome figure became rickety in an instant, and there was no majesty of the chief of the city lord's mansion.

At this time, he was more like an old man with dried blood and blood, and he had no trace of brilliance except for decadence.

"Let's go!"

Xue Changyu stretched out his hands, grabbed the White Night Saber inserted on the black bluestone floor, and slowly pulled it out from the black bluestone in great confusion.

When he touched the white night, Xue Chang's body trembled obviously.

I saw Xue Changyu slowly lift Bai Ye up, stand horizontally on his chest, and look at Bai Ye's eyes, his eyes flickered.

"What are you doing, Chief Guard?"

"Don't think about it, it's not a big deal to lose once, there are so many of us, we will never let this thief break into the city lord's mansion. ”

"yes, why bother to kill yourself for winning or losing a competition?"

Seeing that Xue Chang had passed away, after pulling out the white night, he slowly stood the sword horizontally on his neck, and seeing that he couldn't think about it, his subordinates spoke out one after another.

Wanting to step forward to stop Xue Changshu's impulsive suicide, as soon as he took a step, he felt a strong force pushing them out.

Leng Ao frowned slightly, and rolled out a palm, and all the subordinates who wanted to get close to Xue Changfu were immediately forced to withdraw.

"Bold thief, what the hell have you done to our chief guard?" a burly man nearly two meters tall asked Leng Ao in a loud voice.

It was Liu Yang, the deputy general of the City Lord's Mansion, who was Xue Chang's henchman.

Liu Yang glared at Leng Arrogant and scolded bitterly.

The guards behind him were all glaring at Leng Arrogant, and they were about to raise their weapons to kill.

It was just that within a three-meter radius of Leng Ao and Xue Wuxian respectively, they felt a sharp wave of qi, as if as long as they got close, they would be torn to pieces.

"If you want him to die, just keep stepping forward to stop him!" said Leng Ao lightly.

"You!"

Liu Yang was furious, his eyes were bigger than a bull's eye, and he almost popped out of it.

"If anything happens to our chief of guards, I, Liu Yang, swear, I will let you repay it with your life, and you will not die!"

In the end, Liu Yang still resisted the idea of going up to Leng Ao desperately.

Although he looks rough, seems to have thick branches and leaves, and has well-developed limbs, he is actually thick and thin.

Liu Yang had already seen that if Leng Ao wanted to kill Xue Changshu, he didn't need to go to such great lengths at all, he could take away Xue Changshu's beloved White Night Sabre, and he could easily take Xue Changshu's life.

Why do it?

Leng Ao didn't pay attention to the hateful gaze of Liu Yang and the others, and looked at Xue Chang, who had already put the White Night Sword on his neck and was almost about to kill himself.

"Are you going to die?" Leng Ao snorted.

Xue Changyu slowly raised his eyes and glanced at Leng Ao, and Bai Ye, who was about to cut his throat in his hand, paused.

"I failed it, I can only pay it with death, isn't that enough? ”

His eyes were full of death, and now he just wanted to die.

"Hmph, I'm not mistaken, you are a coward, you don't deserve this sword at all, it is really blind and recognizes you as the master, you are not worthy to be its master, even if you die, you will not be able to wash away your guilt for its humiliation. ”

Xue Chang paused for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Isn't it enough that I'm dead?"

"It's not enough!" Leng Arrogant shouted, "Do you really think that you can be a hundred if you die?" No way, your single-minded desire to die can only mean that you are a coward, but you will also ruin it because of it!"

"I—" Xue Chang's face appeared hesitant, and he struggled inwardly.

He is really shameless in facing the white night, after so many years, he has really insulted the prestige of the white night, and he is also ashamed of the maker who cast the white night back then.

"Still don't understand?" Leng Ao took another step forward, a cold light shot out of his silver eyes, and he looked at Shang Xue Chang, "It's easy to die, but it's even harder to live, I don't want to let the humiliation live with the sword in your hand, it's even more difficult, would you rather be an admired swordsman or a coward who spurns a thousand years?"

"Swordsman, coward?"

Suddenly, Xue Changshu's eyes lit up, and he roared at Leng Ao: "I don't want to be a coward, I want to be a swordsman who stands up to the sky and the earth!"

It seemed to be responding to a cold and arrogant question, but also to responding to the doubts in his heart.

"If it doesn't break now, when will it be?" said coldly.

A cold wind and wave that looked at the world fell violently and pressed on Xue Changshu's body.

"Frost Sword Intent!

Xue Chang passed away and roared in the sky, and a powerful sword intent burst out from his body, shooting out one after another.

All the soldiers were swept over by the wave of air, and their bodies were covered with a thin layer of frost.

Even a few soldiers and Wang Fugui, who were also in the Yuan Spirit Realm, couldn't help but retreat again and again.

At this moment, the front of the City Lord's Mansion seemed to have become a world of frost.