"Tut-tut!" The phoenix man shook his head with the unsheathed sword in his grip, and said, "Who gave you the courage to use the sword at this time? And who made you so confident that you could kill me? And what makes me even more curious is, how do you know that I am awake?"

The Bloodstained Mask didn't speak, and slammed the sword back in his hand, as if it was not the world-famous Lingxi finger that caught his sword, but two ordinary fingers. It was like a sword he had drawn from his own scabbard. Ease.

His left hand was still holding the man in white, and the sword in his right hand stabbed out again.

The phoenix man was a little regretful, although this sword was already extremely fast, although this sword was already wonderful, just a simple stab actually contained more than a hundred kinds of magical changes in the way of the sword. If this sword is placed on the rivers and lakes, it is enough for everyone in the world to be terrified, but this sword is still too slow for him, so slow that he has no interest in taking this sword.

Therefore, the phoenix man smiled indifferently, and his two fingers clamped the sword again, and the four eyebrows on his face seemed to be laughing, and said, "A sword from the west, why don't you try the Flying Immortals outside the sky?"

The answer to him was that the other party withdrew the sword again, and the two fingers were still the same as last time, and they did not leave the sword.

The Bloodspot Mask calmly retracted the sword into its scabbard, black scabbard, black hilt. As if he hadn't drawn his sword before.

But the phoenix man's face was even more solemn, and he withdrew his fingers and put them behind his back. Quietly wait for the other party to draw his sword. But the other party is like a stone that has been standing there since ancient times, motionless. Quiet doesn't look like a living person.

Finally, the sword came out.

Quietly with a sword.

It was so quiet that it was almost dead silent.

There is no dazzling brilliance, no dazzling look. A quiet sword, so quiet that there was no sound. So quiet that the whole world was quiet for him. It's quiet enough to destroy everything.

The phoenix man's two fingers were stretched out in front of his eyebrows, and he was pierced by this sword.

The sword was already in his head, and the phoenix man's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief, "This is ...... Fifteenth sword?"

The Bloodstain Mask seemed to be slightly less stiff at this point, and nodded.

The phoenix man laughed, and this laughter was full of sarcasm: "You are already alive, why don't you leave?"

Bloodspot Mask shook his head.

The phoenix man fell to the ground and died.

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The follow-up events that happened in the temple were unknown to Li Xunhuan and the others. They were about to leave the primeval forest by this time. The heavy snow made it a little difficult for them to move forward, so Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia could only get off their mounts and lead their horses forward. Even a thousand-mile horse is difficult to adapt to in this bitter cold place. If you ride these two horses again, I am afraid that it will not be long before these two good horses will be destroyed.

But Lu Xiaofeng was much easier than the two of them, not long after he got out of that valley, he got a colorful tiger as a mount out of nowhere, so that during this time, the two thousand-mile horses were worried all day long, and Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia took a lot of effort to calm them down.

Lu Xiaofeng sat on the back of the tiger, holding a purple-black tiger in his arms. Squint your eyes and face the sunset, relaxed. If he hadn't handed the wine jug he wanted from Li Xunhuan to his lips from time to time to take a sip, Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia, who were walking in front, would have wondered if he had fallen asleep.

Tie Chuanjia was in the fog, and couldn't help but look back at Lu Xiaofeng again and again, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to open his mouth. Lu Xiaofeng, who had his eyes closed, seemed to be able to see his expression, and said with a smile: "As far as I know, the people in Daqimen are all iron-blooded real men, why are you so hesitant?"

Tie Chuanjia laughed and said, "Because you are a senior, and because I have heard a lot of your stories, I feel a little restrained." ”

Li Xunhuan followed his words and said with a smile: "He has some muna, seniors don't be surprised." ”

Lu Xiaofeng sighed and laughed at herself: "I'm really not used to being called a senior by others, I feel that this title has made me old all of a sudden, although I am really old now." Then he turned his gaze to Tie Chuanjia and asked, "If you have any questions, just ask, as long as I know it, I will know everything." ”

Tie Chuanjia said: "Then the junior is welcome, the junior wants to know, those living dead, are they really dead? If they are really dead, then are they all grandmasters in their lifetime?"

When Lu Xiaofeng heard his question, he couldn't help frowning, and after thinking for a while, he said, "To be honest, I can only answer the two questions you asked with certainty, they must be grandmasters before they become like this." Whether or not they are really dead or not, I can't tell, because to resurrect the dead is an incredible thing in itself. After the decisive battle between Ximen Fuxue and Ye Gucheng in the Forbidden City, Emperor Zhengchun left me in the palace and talked to me about some secrets in the palace, after that, I received the emperor's order and began to investigate this matter, and at that time there was still a good body of this kind of person in the palace, and invited the ten most famous servants of the Great Shang at that time to test, and finally it could only be concluded that the meridians in this kind of human body seemed to have undergone some kind of change, and nothing else was known. ”

Tie Chuanjia nodded with his eyebrows, and then asked, "Grandmaster is not a cabbage, he can be seen everywhere. As far as the younger generations know, even in the entire world, including the Western Liao, the Northern Yuan, the Great Shang, plus some small surrounding countries, there are only fifty or sixty people who can be called grandmasters. Where did they get so many Grandmasters? Could it be that after those Grandmasters died, these people dug up the bodies from the graves?"

Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile: "This world is very big, even if it is a big business, Xiliao and Northern Yuan are only a small piece of the whole world, haven't you noticed that those living dead, many of them are not from the Central Plains? ”

Li Xunhuan nodded, and then the topic continued: "I once checked some secret records of the rivers and lakes and found some things. In the past 50 years, there have always been some people who have disappeared inexplicably. And most of these people are some top masters. I didn't think anything before, thinking that these people might either withdraw from the rivers and lakes and live in seclusion somewhere, or they might die in a decisive battle with others. Now that I think about it, it may have something to do with these living dead. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Not only the fifty years that have passed at this time, even if it is pushed forward in my time, there are such things. But there has never been any waves on the rivers and lakes because of this incident, people in the martial arts, their lives are in an instant, life and death are very light, some people die, some people live, some people become famous in the world, some people retire to the rivers and lakes, and some people disappear inexplicably, which is a very normal thing. So, most people think the same as you, even if the famous knights suddenly disappear, everyone else is indifferent except for those close to them. Maybe when chatting, you will ask that someone doesn't seem to have any news in recent years, so I will say a word, and then move on to things related to me.

I've been investigating these kinds of incidents for years, but I've found nothing. Maybe there are some answers in the part of my lost memory, but unfortunately, I can't remember anything about those things. I have a friend whose name is Honest Monk. How high his martial arts are, I don't know. At least I wasn't sure I would win against him. Ximen Fuxue also once said that the martial arts of honest monks are unfathomable. However, I noticed that he seemed to have been deliberately evading, or rather avoiding something. For a while, I suspected that he had something to do with the Blue Dragon Society. I even suspected that he had something to do with some of the great conspiracies in the rivers and lakes in those years. Because he always behaves mysterious and weird. But now that I think about it, maybe he really knows something related to this matter, so he will act mysterious, but I don't know if he is still alive now, and if he is still alive, then maybe we can get more answers. ”

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