After the battle, Ximen Feixue asked Crimson Sword Star, "What have you learned?"

Scarlet Rain Sword Star shook his head helplessly and said, "Master's move was too fast, I didn't see anything. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ximen Feixue said, "Even if you don't see it, you should feel the coolness of the sword, right?"

Scarlet Rain Sword Star nodded, in the battle just now, at the moment when all the killers died, he felt a piercing coolness, which should be the so-called killing intent.

"I won't teach you any swordsmanship, because I never think that you will use fixed moves in actual combat, there are no moves to win, and you can be invincible in a moment's time, of course, if you can kill the enemy in one move, it doesn't matter. ”

Crimson Rain Sword Star pondered, as if he had an understanding.

"Alright, go to sleep. Ximen Feixue patted Crimson Sword Star on the shoulder, and then returned to his house.

On the first floor, the killers from all over the world are gathered here, and the killers who can enter here are among the best in the world.

Song Yiwei angrily asked the operator in charge of accepting and distributing the task in the center of the lobby: "Isn't your first floor very powerful? Isn't it under the sign that you will never miss? Why did you send so many killers this time and wipe them out?"

The operator said unhurriedly: "Those killers are just sent out to probe for strength, and it just so happens that we need to clean up some useless people." ”

Song Yiwei propped up the table with his hands and asked, "Then who can kill Ximen Feixue for me, no matter how much money I am willing to pay." ”

The operator said: "Sword God Ximen Feixue is not so easy to deal with, if you can invite the people above, maybe there will be a chance." ”

Looking in the direction pointed by the operator, Song Yiwei's first thing that caught his eye was the three big characters of "Thousands of People Beheaded".

The next day, Ximen Feixue got up early and arrived at the place where he agreed to fight with Song Yiwei half an hour in advance.

When Song Yiwei arrived, Ximen Feixue had been standing in the snow for a long time, so long that his eyelashes were already covered with snowflakes.

Song Yiwei gasped and asked, "You and I don't know each other, just because I robbed and killed the Ning clan before, you want to avenge it, but you don't know the Ning clan?"

"Yes. Simon Feixue replied with a calm face, as easy as taking someone's life as if it were a simple greeting.

"But I have changed my ways, and I have helped countless people over the years to make up for the sins I have committed, is it not enough?"

"Does this have anything to do with you killing the Ning family?" Ximen Feixue smiled disdainfully, "Draw your sword!"

Song Yiwei dragged the big back knife with nine gold rings on the back of the knife and slashed towards the flying snow of the West Gate: "You came thousands of miles to kill me, why?"

"That's it. ”

The words fell, the wind blew the snow, Song Yiwei still had horror on his face, he seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say it anymore. For the dead cannot speak.

Simon's flying snow blew off the blood on his sword, and whenever he finished a big thing, he wanted to drink. It's hot, it's a wine that burns from your bones, and it's a wine that drives away loneliness.

"Is there anything else in the world that can make the heart warm again, and the blood warm up again?" Simon looked at the sword in his hand, and fell into deep thought......

"Ahhhh "The one who spoke was a young man with a kitchen knife in his right hand and a chain with a hook in his left hand, and he was the strongest killer on the first floor.

"The knife of sin, the hook of karma. Ximen Feixue stared at the slaughter, and his calm heart stirred up ripples, "It seems that you are the strongest killer on the first floor." ”

Crazy Tu smiled, and the karmic hook in his left hand quickly flew towards Ximen Feixue's chest, Ximen Feixue blocked it with his sword, and the whole person was bounced away by the powerful force several meters away.

Before Simon Feixue could stabilize his body, the iron ropes on the karmic hook were already wrapped around his body, binding his hands and feet, and pulling him towards the slaughter.

When the sin knife raised in his right hand was about to fall on Simon Feixue's neck, the wind chasing sword shot from a distance and hit Mad Tu's sin knife, knocking him away a hundred meters away with the knife, and the iron chain wrapped around Ximen Feixue was also loosened.

After the wind chasing sword turned several times above Ximen Feixue's head, it was caught in his hand, Ximen Feixue immediately stepped forward quickly, and used a soul-chasing sword to kill him, and Crazy Tu was anxious to dodge, although he avoided the vital point, but he was still seriously injured and flew away, and hit a stone wall.

Simon Blizzard could have continued to attack, but he didn't, he didn't want such an opponent to disappear like this.

Wild Slaughter spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up with difficulty, he looked at Ximen Feixue and said, "It is worthy of being a sword god, it is really powerful, but your opponent today is not me." ”

Crazy Slaughter left, Ximen Feixue did not chase after him, and a group of martial arts masters appeared behind him.

These people are all people who participated in the martial arts conference in Qingzhou, among them are not only the masters of the martial arts alliance, but also the elders of various sects, and there are not many masters.

These people saw Song Yiwei lying in a pool of blood at a glance, and their surprised expressions were undoubtedly revealed, and they all stared cautiously at Ximen Feixue in the snow.

Among these people were Song Yiwei's seven-year-old daughter Song Lian and his wife Shen He, who immediately ran to Song Yiwei's body like crazy.

Zheng Songzi, the leader of the martial arts alliance, blocked in front of Song Lian, so that she could not see Song Yiwei's body, and then asked Ximen Feixue, "You killed this person?"

"Yes. Simon blew the snowflakes off his sword, put it back in its scabbard, and was about to leave.

"I'm going to kill you!" Shen He suddenly drew his sword and left, and the pain of losing her father made her rush to Ximen Feixue desperately.

"Be careful!" the words came from Zheng Songzi's mouth, but he didn't say it to Ximen Feixue, but Shen He.

Shen He was shocked by an internal force before he touched Ximen Feixue, and the sword in his hand also came out of his hand, bounced away a hundred meters away, and finally stuck deeply into a rock, while Shen He was caught by Zheng Songzi, but she was stunned by the deep internal force.

The rock with Shen He's sword was blown by the breeze and instantly turned into countless gravel, which surprised the people present.

Zheng Songzi saw that Shen He just fainted, so he handed it to the person behind him, and then asked Ximen Feixue: "Why did you kill Song Yiwei, what kind of grudge does he have with you?"

Ximen Feixue replied simply: "He has no grudge against me, I just should do it." ”

Zheng Songzi pulled out his sword: "If you don't give a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today." ”

"What if I have to leave?" Simon Flying Snow glanced at the people present, "Can you stop me?"

"Boy, you're too rampant!" suddenly rushed out of the crowd a muscular man with golden light all over his body, he jumped into the air, and with one step, the ground in front of Ximen Feixue cracked.

The head of the King Kong Gate didn't expect that the eldest disciple Zhang Guang would suddenly rush out and shouted, "Zhang Guang, come back!"

"Master, I can't bear it, I want to see what he has to dare to be so arrogant!" The golden light on Zhang Guang's body became even more intense, and he quickly struck towards the flying snow at the west gate with his fist.

Everyone saw that Ximen Feixue didn't make any moves, and even Zhang Guang himself thought that he was about to hit Ximen Feixue, but his subordinates let go, and Ximen Feixue's body disappeared from his fist.

"Afterimage!" As soon as Zhang Guang reacted, an extra sword appeared in his chest, but this sword did not kill him, but only seriously injured him.

Ximen Feixue pulled out the Wind Chasing Sword, blood flowed down the sword, and Zhang Guang fell to the ground, shouting in a daze: "Impossible, this is impossible...... My Body's Golden ......"

"Zhang Guang is the best disciple of the Vajra Sect, and the golden light of the body protection is even more invulnerable and indestructible, but I didn't expect to be broken by one blow!" The people present were stunned again.

"Ximen Feixue, if you are like this, then draw your sword!" Zheng Songzi pulled out the sword behind his back, and his powerful aura spread throughout the audience, as the leader of the martial arts alliance, he had to set an example, even if he knew that it was a difficult battle.