The two men in black stopped arguing, supported each other, and slowly retreated.

However, after less than ten steps of exit, it suddenly stopped.

"Please forgive them for their stupidity, and all the blame will be borne by the 'second sword'." The boy's words were sincere and indignant. Probably the assassination and sneak attack brought him humiliation.

With no one answering in the darkness, the boy continued, "Before I fight the grandson of the Sword God, the 'Second Sword Stream' will do everything in its power to stop their actions, and I swear by the glory of a samurai. ”

There seemed to be a figure flickering in the darkness, and I couldn't tell the difference. After a while, the man in black began to move again, and his badly injured body was like a caterpillar dripping with bodily fluids, and after struggling for a while, he disappeared into the night.

"Thank you, seniors." The boy said to the dark corner.

"Don't be busy first, they can go, you can't." A beggar came slowly from the darkness.

The bamboo cane struck on the ground with a dull sound; When the footsteps fell, the footsteps hit the door of the head like a blunt object.

The rhythm of the heartbeat changes unconsciously, turning into a bamboo cane beat, and a footstep falling......

The heart is like someone is holding it in its hands, and the head is like being kept in the dark. The indescribable grievances and boredom made me dizzy, and I just felt like I was going to spurt blood the next time my heart beated.

After a while, the beggar stopped, just when I felt the most uncomfortable and unbearable. However, this did not make me feel any lighter, because it broke the uncomfortable rhythm, brought to a halt the pain that I could endure due to inertia, and made my body and soul feel two completely different feelings. The sensation was far more painful than normal, and I couldn't even find any words to describe it. At this moment, my mind also paused, and when I came back to my senses, the beggar had already walked up to us.

It turned out that the feeling that was more painful than pain was actually not painful - there was only one sentence left in my head that was spinning like a wheel.

It is not uncommon for people to beg, but it is definitely not common to think that this person in front of you is so special. Dressed cleanly, with a clean countenance, no one would associate him with a beggar if it weren't for the dog-beating stick and the begging bowl in his hand. I've seen this beggar!

There are many hermits in the red dust, and there are two peculiar beggars in the final wind, and they have taken me to see them in a dream. They probably wanted to hand me over to some of my seniors, so that I wouldn't always carry a burden. But I didn't expect that none of these seniors were like one of them, and they were not fooled.

"Mr. Xiyi!" I reacted and hurriedly said hello, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I felt inappropriate, so I quickly added another sentence. "Xiyi-senpai."

The senior nodded slightly, but he was very surprised when he looked at me. This made me nervous, but Qian was not able to say anything, and I couldn't ask if I wanted to.

Looking at the other side, the boy has already withdrawn and gone far away. When the seniors came, the fighting method had probably already begun, and he retreated so far that he probably didn't take advantage.

"You're a child of the Saionji family?" Mr. Xiyi asked.

"Yes! Saionji Daochang. The boy replied.

"You can't afford their sins. Do it. The bamboo cane in Mr. Xiyi's hand was slowly raised, trembling, as if he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

But the young man on the other side was doubly careful, and he no longer had the same bearing as before. "Senior, I have already made an agreement with the Sword God. Why are you trying to force each other. ”

Strange to say, how many years does Mr. Xiyi have? Why do you sometimes look like middle age, and sometimes you feel like old age? shook his head, this is probably a senior master, you can't use common sense.

Mr. Xiyi: "That's your business with him. Do you think it's a war amulet? Hang high and sit back and relax? I will make it clear to me all the troubles that have come to an end in the past few days. Start with you today, you didn't hurt anyone, so you can leave alive. Let's make a move. ”

The swaying of the cane becomes gentle, then slight. In the end, it was like a stone pillar, and there was no trembling. Xiaoqiu once told me that it is difficult for even a practitioner to be "steady" because the breathing, heartbeat, and even the slightest fluctuation in the heart will produce small changes, which will then be reflected in the body. He told me to open my palms and not move. But I couldn't stand still. He also showed me that he did not move at all, but he sighed and told me that he had achieved this three years ago, but until now, the second knuckle of the ring finger has not been able to penetrate......

The senior's hand is very stable, does this mean that the senior's martial arts cultivation is very profound? But he's obviously a master of Neidan.

Xiyuan Temple Daochang grasped the palm of his hand, and a touch of knife light appeared in his hand. The light of the knife is uncertain, looming, and seems to change all the time, in stark contrast to the immovable bamboo cane.

A chill flowed slowly like flowing water, and Mr. Xiyi was like a mainstay, piercing and tearing the coolness to pieces. Before you know it, the fight begins again.

Neither of them made a move. Mr. Xiyi is a senior, and he will not make the first move. As for Xiyuan Temple Daochang, he probably couldn't find the opportunity to make a move. However, such a confrontation is bound to not last long, because the bamboo cane of the predecessor has already cut into the river, and he has to make a move, otherwise he will only exhaust his strength in the end, and he will not even have a chance to make a move.

"It's murderous!" I suddenly realized. "I've seen Xiaoqiu use it, how could you?"

Xiyuan Temple Daochang smiled slightly. "The truth in the world is the same, not to mention that the sword god never hesitates to guide people on the way."

The knife exploded in this laugh, the senior withdrew the bamboo cane, and Daochang of Xiyuan Temple wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Thank you seniors for your mercy."

Mr. Xiyi's eyes seemed to be shining outward. "It's not that I'm merciful, it's that you don't sin to death. You have reached the realm of 'True Martial Arts', and no one in the young generation in Kyushu has such an understanding. But if you fight to the death, you may not be able to defeat Du Xiaoqiu. With an opponent like you, I don't care about him anymore. ”

"Maybe I can be friends with him." Young people have a temperament that is unique to young people. "I've been hearing about him, but unfortunately I haven't had the opportunity to see him. There are many things that I can't help myself with him. If we were friends, we might have been able to make a better decision. ”

It took a long time for Mr. Xiyi to regain his composure. "You are people who practice martial arts, and everything you have to say is on the sword. I have seen your murderous aura, but it is only a false appearance, and you have not yet found the true direction in your heart. And he, has been found. ”

The young man seemed to have been touched to the sore spot in his heart. "Of course I know what to look for, but I can't. He probably didn't want to find that direction, but he couldn't ...... either."