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He gave the sword in order to give the woman a way to vent, a way to relieve her grief, if a person who is extremely sad cannot vent the grief in his heart, then it will bring great harm to himself.

Both psychologically and physically.

He looked down at the sword in his hand, and then at the bandits with a trembling expression and a look of fear.

"Who among you hasn't killed?"

A faint tone, with an endless chill.

A figure stood up tremblingly.

"I haven't killed anyone. ”

The voice sounded, very weak, very unconfident.

With his eyes moving slowly, Li Qifeng swept over the other bandits and said, "Is there anything else?"

Immediately afterward, several more figures stood up.

In an instant, there was only one person squatting on the ground, his expression calm.

"You're the only one who kills?"

Li Qifeng said loudly.

The man raised his head, looked at Li Qifeng, showed a grim face, and said, "I didn't kill anyone, and I don't bother to kill those who are not strong." ”

"Then why don't you stand up?"

"It doesn't matter if you stand up or not, because you can't help me. ”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm absolutely sure of it. ”

"Where do you have so much confidence?"

"My confidence comes from my knife. ”

Before the aftermath was gone, a cold light burst out.

The voice that had been squatting on the ground suddenly appeared in front of Li Qifeng, and a simple knife appeared in front of Li Qifeng.

Straight down.

The shrill sound of the wind suddenly sounded.

Yuan Hong blocked, collided with Pu Dao, splashing countless sparks.

The strong dark energy made Li Qifeng's arm a little numb.

With a shake of his arm, he removed all the dark energy on his arm.

Li Qifeng looked at the man holding the Pu knife with a solemn expression, and said, "Who are you?"

Pu Dao rotated, emitting a clanging sound in the air, standing behind him, the man looked at Li Qifeng calmly, and said: "One person, one knife, wandering the world, is a lone swordsman?"

Li Qifeng's expression changed slightly, he had also heard a few points about the deeds of the lone swordsman, one hand of the knife made the superb, wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, all according to each person's preference to do things, he could take out the gold and silver treasures of the landlord and the old rich man and distribute them to the beggars on the street, or he could cut off the heads of others without saying a word, sometimes he was quite arrogant, his gold was scattered, and sometimes he was stingy, arguing and chattering for the sake of small profits, but fundamentally speaking, the swordsman acted according to goodness.

"It's really a long-standing name. ”

Li Qifeng said softly.

The lone swordsman smiled and said, "The guy who only joined yesterday was broken up today, it's really boring." ”

The lone swordsman looked at the bandits behind him, and there was a trace of anger in his expression, and said: "You group of waste, each one is more active than the other when you kill people, now let you admit it, but it is a denial, it is really the face of the bandits that has made you lose your face." ”

Pu Dao turned lightly and said: "Killing people pays for their lives, it is justified, presumably the White Horse Gang has been completely wiped out now, then there is no need for you to exist anymore, and you should pay some price for the blood on your hands." ”

The voice fell.

The knife flickered.

There was a faint humming sound, like the sound of long hair scraping against a blade.

The bandits began to flee.

The lone swordsman is the one who collects the knife and stands still.

The figure that had fled suddenly froze.

In the blink of an eye, one by one, the heads rolled to the ground, blood splattered.

A sneer appeared in the lone swordsman's expression, "If you want to escape from my lone swordsman's sword, you are also thinking a little too simple. ”

Li Qifeng's expression couldn't help but change, revealing a hint of shock.

He only saw the lone swordsman's knife move, but he didn't find out how to make a move, only the sound of humming in his ears, but he didn't know how to kill the person.

The lone swordsman slowly turned around, looked at Li Qifeng, and said: "Actually, if you don't come, these people will die under my knife sooner or later. ”

Li Qifeng nodded and said: "The way you use the knife and the means of killing people are to show that you have a plan in your heart, and I believe in you." ”

The lone swordsman grinned and said, "It's a pity that a big fish ran away." ”

Li Qifeng stared at the lone swordsman and said slowly: "Sooner or later, there will be a chance." ”

The lone swordsman glanced at the Pu Dao in his hand and said, "Your Li Qifeng's name is very big now, I want to know if the Pu Dao in my hand is powerful, or the famous sword in your hand is powerful." ”

Yuan Hong moved, and quietly jumped out of the scabbard three inches.

"In terms of the sharpness of weapons, your Pu knife is just an ordinary black iron forged, and it is definitely not the opponent of my famous sword, but in terms of power, I think it is your Pu knife that is powerful, because your sword skills are very strong, which makes me a little afraid. ”

Li Qifeng said with a serious expression.

The lone swordsman smiled, gave Li Qifeng a thumbs up, and said, "I am very useful for your words. ”

Li Qifeng also showed a smile.

His gaze stayed on Li Qifeng's body for a moment, and he said, "Do you want to learn my sword technique?"

Li Qifeng's expression tightened, and he said loudly: "What do you mean by senior?"

"You can worship me as a teacher, and I will teach you the art of swordsmanship. ”

The swordsman whispered.

Li Qifeng shook his head and said, "Your sword skills are indeed very strong, but my sword skills are not weak, greedy and not rotten, I just want to cultivate my sword skills to the extreme." ”

There was a hint of appreciation in the lone swordsman's eyes.

Mo Wentian stood quietly beside the carriage, and when he heard Li Qifeng's words, he smiled and nodded slightly.

Ling Konghan slowly turned around and looked at Li Qifeng, with a gleam in his eyes.

Slowly walk a few steps.

The swordsman seemed to be leaving.

But he stood still.

Turning around, a worn-out book was thrown at Li Qifeng, and said, "Young man, I admire you very much, this sword book belongs to you." ”

After taking the book, Li Qifeng's expression was a little surprised.

"Senpai, this"

Li Qifeng was a little incredulous.

The lone swordsman waved his hand and said, "I'll give it to you, if you hear that old man and I are dead that day, find a good apprentice for me and pass on this sword technique to him." ”

Li Qifeng's expression became more and more surprised.

"Boy, since you gave it to you, you can take it, what's hypocritical?"

Mo Wentian suddenly said loudly.

Li Qifeng hesitated for a moment and put the book away.

A smile appeared in the swordsman's expression, and his eyes glanced at Wu Bo, then turned and walked forward.

A few more steps out.

The lone swordsman stood still, turned around again, and looked at Li Qifeng, his lips moving rapidly, but he didn't make a sound.

Li Qifeng nodded slightly.

The swordsman turned again.

This time, completely gone.