The grandmaster invited by Dai Chun originally just squinted his eyes, stood with his chest crossed, and made a master posture.

At this moment, he couldn't help but say with a strange expression: "This is the old swordsman you said who practiced swordsmanship all his life but didn't even enter the door?"

Such a swordsmanship, even he felt a hint of amazement, if this appeared on those Tianzhong wizards, it would be fine, but at this moment, it appeared in the hands of an old man who was about to enter the ground with half of his body and had never touched the threshold of the sword path for half his life...... He couldn't help but be surprised.

Dai Chun's face was grim, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhang, please rest assured, this person is just returning to the light, although he is a thief when he is old and does not die, but he is a thief today, and he will definitely die." ”

The Grandmaster sneered and said noncommittally, "Hehe, I hope so....... If you can't solve it, you can ask the old man to help, but this is the price...... But it's time to raise it up another notch. ”

Dai Chunqiang smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang, please rest assured - you guys are not going to go up quickly, whoever kills this old thing, my son will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!"

A hint of jealousy flashed in the expressions of more than a dozen black-clothed men, but they were soon carried away by the reward of one hundred taels of silver, and they all rushed up again......

The old man's cough was still loud, and every sound seemed to tear his heart and lungs, as if he was going to die here in the next moment, and the old lady stood silently in front of the threshold, looking at the old man's eyes full of tears.

She didn't try to plead, and she also led the business traveler to create a foundation, and she knew very well that at this juncture, their end was already doomed.

The black iron sword swung again, it swept away the slashing blade, tore through the body, and one figure after another fell into the snow, blood stained the snow on the ground, splashing clusters of bright plum blossoms.

The withered, thin body was already out of breath, but he was still standing there until his feet were covered with corpses, but his steps gradually staggered.

Mr. Zhang...... This time, I'm afraid you're still going to have to make a move. Dai Chun looked resentful, and under that deep resentment, there was a trace of fear that could not be concealed.

He...... Isn't it a piece of rubbish!

Why is he!

How could he have such terrifying swordsmanship!

The grandmaster who was standing with his chest hugged suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was indifferent, and he smiled: "Hehe, although the old gentleman's swordsmanship is excellent, but it's a pity that he collects money from people and eliminates disasters for others, after today, there will be no legend of your old gentleman in the rivers and lakes." ”

In the face of the terrifying coercion released by him, the old man on the opposite side just opened his hand and picked up a handful of snow to wash the blood stains in his palm, and the grandmaster narrowed his eyes slightly, not choosing to make the first move.

I secretly calculated in my heart: This old thing has killed twelve people in a row, and the killing intent has climbed to the peak at this moment, but his physical strength can't support such a long burst, so just wait!

If he waits, he will surely die!

A grim smile overflowed from the corner of the Grandmaster's mouth, but a heart-rending cough like a broken gong sounded on the other side.

"Do you even have to play this trick against an old man who has half cut me into the ground?" the old man said calmly, "I have spent half my life searching for my kendo, but I have never entered it...... Now it seems that I am not the only one who has not started. ”

He raised his iron sword and looked at the Grandmaster with the scabbard in his arms, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, but he still saw a trace of contempt in it.

"Hehe......" the grandmaster's smile was as grim as a snake, "I originally wanted you to live a little longer, but since you are looking for death yourself, you can't complain about the old man." Next, the old man will let you know what it is called - the grandmaster should not be humiliated!"

Hmmm-

The snow-white sword was smooth, the old man's expression flashed a trace of sorrow, and the clothes on his chest instantly burst into a bloody mouth, and blood gushed out, once, an enemy of this grade was not qualified to be his opponent at all.

But now......

His brain felt dizzy, and looking at the sword that struck again, he suddenly let out a roar of rage, as if he wanted to reveal all the depression in his chest, hollow it out, and present it to the world.

Poof—

Another sword entered the body, and the old man's figure came to an abrupt end.

The woman had long since stopped crying, her body against the door gradually slipping, round tears sliding down the furrows on her cheeks.

Dai Chun walked up to the snow sculpture, stretched out his hand and patted the lifelike sculpture, except for the faceless sculpture, looking proud.

"Old thing, this sculpture...... It's something you carve behind closed doors all day long, tsk, even if you don't look at your face, you can see that she is a peerless beauty, but it's a pity that by now, I'm afraid it's already a white bone. ”

"Don't hold on, let's go down and meet her with her. ”

"Hahahaha!" Dai Chun, "This ice sculpture can still borrow this son to play with it for two days, but I don't know how much she will be melted away by this son's heat at that time!"

A trace of disgust flashed in the grandmaster's expression, he fiercely drew his long sword, looked at the old man's cloudy eyes, and shook his head indifferently: "Go down in peace, soon, someone will come to accompany you." ”

However, at this moment, the old man actually laughed, and the laughter was terrible, like an unwilling roar from the divine eagle that had soared for nine days.

The big rough hand that had already loosened the hilt of the sword tightened its grip on the pitch-black iron sword again, and pierced directly through the Grandmaster's chest with no fancy swiftness, and the Grandmaster's eyes widened, and the surging internal breath suddenly collapsed.

Dai Chun's laughter was like a rooster pinched by the neck, and it stopped instantly.

The old man struggled a lot, but failed to pull out the iron sword stuck in the opponent's skeleton, so he simply let go of his hand, pulled out a green steel sword from the ground, and walked towards Dai Chun step by step.

The white messy hair mixed with blood danced wildly in the wind and snow, like a ghost from hell.

"Don't...... Don't come here!" Dai Chun roared wildly, "Come and save me, help!"

"I think it's better for you to go down with me. The old man squeezed out a slightly hideous smile, and the green steel sword pierced Dai Chun's neck with the last trace of strength in his body.

Dai Chun's throat made a "hehe" sound, even if the oil was exhausted, this sword was still steady and ruthless to the extreme, and he could not be allowed to dodge.

The old man finally fell, and he collapsed into a warm embrace, and vaguely, the long pale hair and wrinkled face reverted to the day they had met decades earlier.

She wore a black gown with a scarlet robe and a plum blossom pinned to her chest...... That year, she was in the prime of her youth, and she was full of beauty.

The old hand caressed the old tearful face: "Huamei, I am worthy of others in this life, but I am only ashamed of you, I only blame me for not meeting you first......"

The heavy hand hung weakly, and in the wind and snow, the mournful female voice frantically shouted out the word - "No!"