The howling north wind howled angrily. The goose-feathered snow is flying. In the mountain pavilion of the daughter country, the white-clothed swordsman stopped and stood.

Inside the pavilion, a swordsman holds a sword. Outside the small pavilion, the man in black stood with his head bowed.

"White swordsman, please. Wang Meng lowered his head, and the voice of the Blood Killing City Envoy was low and clear.

Wang Meng said: "The master said that you owe her the grace of nurturing. Now, as long as you smear the poison on the sword, the master will be clear with you from now on. So, please do it!"

The snow is cold, but it can't be cold. The north wind is cold, but the cold is not hurtful.

The white-clothed swordsman stood silently in the wind, and the howling north wind swept up his inky black, and the swordsman spoke softly. "Wang Meng, do you know that I am a swordsman?"

Wang Meng closed his eyes. "I know~"

The white-clothed swordsman said again, "Then do you understand the difference between a swordsman and an assassin?"

Wang Meng's body trembled, and the long sword at his waist trembled. He whispered, "I understand. ”

The white-clothed swordsman took a deep look at the man in black in front of him, his dark eyes seemed to be looking at the shadow of another person through the indifferent man. The white-clothed swordsman held the long sword in his hand. With a tearing sound, the long sword was directly unsheathed.

Brush brush brush~ I only saw that this swordsman flicked his wrist, and a silver light directly turned into ten thousand points of silver light, and the poison bottle in front of Wang Meng was directly swept by the sword qi!

Thorn~ This is the sound of the potion breaking, and sucking~ This is the sound of Wang Meng gasping for cold air.

Wang Meng lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at the white-clothed swordsman. However, as the messenger of the Blood Killing City, he is also a famous master. He can listen to six ways with his eyes closed. He can look in all directions while he lowers his head.

The white-clothed swordsman slashed the poison with a sword, and this strong resistance made Wang Meng incredulous. He had seen the white-clothed swordsman grow up with his own eyes, and he had personally witnessed how respectful and obedient the white-clothed swordsman was to the city lord's wife, Aunt Blood, who was in the Blood Killing City!

When Aunt Blood expelled the swordsman in white, the swordsman in white didn't say a word; when Aunt Blood deprived the swordsman of his inheritance, the swordsman in white remained silent; after Aunt Blood sent someone to chase and kill the swordsman in white, the swordsman in white just passively counter-killed, and then continued to go away.

Wang Meng knew about the white-clothed swordsman, the former young master of the Blood Killing Fire City. The white swordsman is best known for his sword and his foolishness. But now ~

"Wang Meng, you don't know what a swordsman is!"

The white-clothed swordsman holds the Blood Killing Sword, which is a gift from his Blood Aunt when he was an adult. He held the hand of the bloody killer and never trembled. Even if he was expelled from the city where he lived, even if he was abandoned by his mother, even if he was hunted down by the people he once ruled~

The white-clothed swordsman has been brilliant, and he was once the unique prince of the Bloody Killing City. The white-clothed swordsman was lonely, he was once an abandoned pawn.

The sword is the only reliance on the white-clothed swordsman when he has no long things. The sword is the only friend of the white-clothed swordsman when he is brilliant and lonely.

The white-clothed swordsman knows swords, so his swordsmanship is excellent. The white-clothed swordsman is a standard swordsman, so he directly added the word swordsman 2 to his name.

Leaving the past behind, the white-clothed swordsman is now just a swordsman. Looking to the future, a swordsman in white can only be a swordsman!

"A swordsman, only if he is sincere with his sword, can he be called a swordsman!" Bai Yi said: "Wang Meng, you are not a swordsman. You make a sword, it's an insult!"

Thorn~ Wang Meng stared at the white-clothed swordsman, he didn't see how the white-clothed young master moved, and the top-level long sword on his waist was directly shattered.

The sound of shattering was particularly harsh in the howling of the north wind, and the shattering and cracking blade was particularly dazzling in the fall of the snow.

Wang Meng's eyes were frightened, and he said incredulously: "Swordsman in white, when will you make a move!"

Wang Meng is also a famous swordsman, a famous second-rate master. He knew that he was no match for the young master in white, but he would definitely not disarm with one blow!

Xiong Da is also a second-rate master, Gu Fei can't say that he can kill the other party in seconds with one move. And Wang Meng, who was bigger than the bear, had already broken his weapon before he could see Bai Yi's movements clearly.

The sword of a swordsman is life. Since Bai Yi could shatter Wang Meng's sword, it would be easy for him to take Wang Meng's life.

……

The north wind is still howling, and the goose feathers and snow are still falling. But the mood of the two people inside and outside the mountain pavilion is once again very different.

"You go back~"

With a stabbing sound, the white-clothed swordsman withdrew his sword. He left Wang Meng with a back, and then said coldly: "You saw my sword, do you still think that I can't kill Gu Fei?" And I can't kill Gu Fei like this, so Aunt Blood can only ask the Black Heaven Demon Dao Venerable of the First Line of Heaven to take action in person." ”

Wang Meng's heart has been completely broken. He took a deep look at the white-clothed swordsman, he really had nothing to say now.

Wang Meng saw the sword of the white-clothed swordsman, and that sword was amazing. Wang Meng personally tasted the sword of the white-clothed swordsman, and that sword completely shattered his self-esteem.

Clench your fists, be silent, and leave~

Wang Meng no longer has a face, and he is not qualified to continue to stay here. He hurried through the pale snow, and he didn't want to see the white-clothed swordsman for a minute!

Jingle bell ~ jingle bell ~

A pleasant ringing bell suddenly rang in the snow. I only saw a cyan figure flashing, and a woman in classical costume suddenly appeared in front of the mountain pavilion.

"Baiyi, you're still soft-hearted. If I were you, I would kill Wang Meng with a sword—the Blood Killing City is unjust to you, so why should you be merciful to them?"

The white-clothed swordsman was undeniable, his expression was gentle. The swordsman turned, his voice warm. He said: "Tsing Yi City Lord, why are you here?" It turned out that this Tsing Yi woman was really the City Lord of Tsing Yi City of the Daughter Country.

The city lord of Tsing Yi likes cyan, so he wears a cyan robe all year round. This caftan is made of silk spit out by a century-old snow silkworm. Light and cold, it is the most precious fabric in the daughter country.

The city lord of Tsing Yi wears a long shirt and looks outstanding. In the vast white snow, this blue is full of beauty.

The city lord of Tsing Yi and the white clothes are old acquaintances, and after they greeted each other, the white-clothed swordsman invited the city lord of Tsing Yi to enter the pavilion to avoid the snow. The city lord of Tsing Yi moved, she stepped into the mountain pavilion, and then praised softly: "White-clothed swordsman, what kind of sword move did you just perform? Why didn't I see the shadow of the Demon Stream?"

The white-clothed swordsman is a gentleman, and he does not hide it. "The sword move just now is called a sword to ask the heart, and that is one of the three great tricks that I had an epiphany on the basis of the Demon Stream. ”

"What? You actually researched three major killing moves on the basis of the Demon Flow Dao?" the city lord of Tsing Yi was taken aback, her crystal clear eyes suddenly enlarged, and Qianqianyu's hand was also placed on her mouth.

The castle lord was confused, she asked. "White-clothed swordsman, isn't your Demon Stream Dao demonic?!, But, I see that your sword move just now is elegant, without a trace, and it is completely natural, how can it be reborn from the Demon Stream?"

The white-clothed swordsman smiled gently, and he explained, "Tsing Yi, all the tricks in the world are performed by people. Besides, everything is the opposite of everything to the extreme!"

"The ultimate of the Demon Flow Dao is the nature of the Dao Law. And the extreme of Taoism is naturally demonic energy. It's like two sides of a yin and yang fish, complementing each other without affecting each other!"

The white-clothed swordsman clearly had a deep and clear understanding of martial arts. He just needs time to become a first-class master. Sooner or later, one day he will become the great grandmaster of the founding sect like the Abyss Ghost and the Origin Mountain Origin Sect Master!

The city lord of Tsing Yi heard the words of the white-clothed swordsman, and only felt that the tube that had blocked him had become extremely weak in an instant. Although in the end, the city lord still didn't catch anything, she still felt that she had gained a lot.

"Taught~" The city lord of Tsing Yi bowed shallowly, and she was full of gratitude to the white-clothed swordsman.

The white-clothed swordsman was a gentle man, he held up the hand of the city lord to bow down, and then said: "I was ashamed to invite the battle in the city lord's mountain pavilion. Now, how can you be worthy of the city lord's worship!"

The white-clothed swordsman spoke sincerely, and everything was done without any hypocrisy in his heart. Seeing this, the city lord of Tsing Yi was once again amazed. "It is worthy of being a jade boy in Baiyi, even if I have known Baiyi for a long time, I have to praise him. It's a pity that he has now changed his name to the white-clothed swordsman, but I am afraid that he will never be able to return to the bloody city and inherit the position of the city lord..."

The city lord of Tsing Yi sighed unspeakably. "Hey, let's not mention what happened to Bai Yi for the time being. But now that Bai Yi is kind to me, how can I complete the task arranged by the city lord?" the city lord frowned, looking very anxious.

The white-clothed swordsman noticed something unusual, and his black eyes flashed. "The city lord of Tsing Yi will not visit me for no reason. I'm afraid, she has her own tasks. And now I can make the city lord of Tsing Yi have an intersection with me, but I'm afraid that only this mountain pavilion will fight!"

The white-clothed swordsman was smart, and he instantly analyzed the reason. He stepped forward and said, "Tsing Yi, you came this time to make it difficult for me to fight with Gu Fei." He asked, "Does the daughter lord have an arrangement?"

After all, the palace master of Tsing Yi is familiar with the white-clothed swordsman. She knew that this seemingly indifferent swordsman was actually the gentleest. She really didn't want to embarrass such a swordsman. It's just that~

"Baiyi, do you have to fight with Gu Fei?" The city lord of Tsing Yi looked embarrassed, and she begged: "There is no direct grudge between you and Gu Fei at all, why do you have to divide life and death?"

The white-clothed swordsman's eyes flickered, and sharpness flashed in his gentle gaze. Bai Yi is gentle, but his nickname of a cold-faced swordsman is not wrong! Since he is a swordsman, he has a 3-foot cold front in his hand! What he wants to do in Bai Yi can no one easily change.

The white-clothed swordsman's tone turned slightly cold, and he said lightly: "Tsing Yi City Lord, if you come as a guest, I will treat you as a friend." But if you want to be a lobbyist, then I have to diswelcome it!"

The tone of voice becomes indifferent. The aura is becoming alienated.

The city lord of Tsing Yi is also the lord of a city, what scene has she never seen? Now, the white-clothed swordsman put on a posture of sending off guests, but the city lord is still not in a hurry.

The city lord of Tsing Yi smiled slightly, and she said, "White-clothed swordsman, you were still enthusiastic about relieving my worries before. How did you replace a person with a dead person now. She quipped, "If I hadn't been familiar with you, I would have thought you had changed your core!"

The white-clothed swordsman had a cold face, and he put away his gentleness. The swordsman whispered: "City Lord of Tsing Yi, what benefits did this Gu Fei give you, and you actually let you, the city lord, come out and make peace for him?

The palace lord of Tsing Yi narrowed her eyes, and she said with a straight face. "The white-clothed swordsman, although I am here to make peace, I have nothing to do with Gu Fei. If you must fight Gu Fei in the end, you must not take it lightly. ”

The white-clothed swordsman raised his eyebrows. "Oh, could it be that Gu Fei is very powerful?"

After all, the palace master of Tsing Yi had received the favor of the white-clothed swordsman, she took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Baiyi, I have received the news. Gu Fei directly manifested his qi and blood in Scissors Village, and then hit the mythical level of qi and blood vision-Heart Moon Demon Bear! Gu Fei He has become the overlord of the ocean system martial arts, and his qi and blood vision trident suppresses all the ocean systems, making Wanhe worship and dominate alone!"

The voice of the Tsing Yi Palace Lord was pleasant and crisp, and she said: "Baiyi, although the manifestation of qi and blood is only a trick of a martial artist, it cannot absolutely represent a strong force. However, the man who can dominate the ocean system is definitely not to be underestimated!"

The white-clothed swordsman heard Gu Fei's deeds, and his originally deep eyes suddenly shone with light. He said in surprise: "So, this Gu Fei is a master?"

"The list of quasi-first-class masters, there is definitely Gu Fei's name!" The tone of the city lord of Tsing Yi was full of admiration, and she said: "Our country lord analyzes, Gu Fei is likely to be one chance away from becoming a first-class master!"

Speaking of this, the city lord of Tsing Yi looked directly at the white-clothed swordsman. "Bai Yi, I watched the battle you just had, and you are also wandering around the quasi-first-class now, right?" she groaned slightly, and then said, "Our lord speculates that you have not been in the quasi-first-class for a long time. And Gu Fei, he should also be in the quasi-first-class. And at this time, your separation of life and death is not only not beneficial to both parties, but it is also detrimental to the foundation!"

The white-clothed swordsman shook his head, the blood in his hand clenched. Bai Yi said proudly: "Why is it impossible for me to fight with Gu Fei and be directly promoted to a first-class master in battle?"

The city lord of Tsing Yi rolled her eyes, and she was speechless: "Bai Yi, do you really think that it is so easy for a first-class master?" she said helplessly. "You count, how many first-class masters are there in the rivers and lakes? The sect leader of the Origin Mountain counts as one, and the ghost of the abyss counts as one. Shen Tianyi of the Justice League, a ray of black heaven and demons. Then there are the old antiques of various families, as well as the hermits in the rivers and lakes. I don't even count ten fingers from the left to the right! And most of them, like the uncle of Ren Feiyang of the Ren family, have been wandering at the quasi-first-class door, but they can't get in. ”

The city lord of Tsing Yi said angrily: "Bai Yi, do you really think that you must be the most talented lucky person?

The white-clothed swordsman nodded, and he agreed: "Tsing Yi, you explained it so thoroughly, I really opened my eyes. But~"

A glimmer of light flashed in the swordsman's black eyes, "However, because first-class masters are so rare, every opponent of the same level is the best whetstone!"

The palace master of Tsing Yi was dumbfounded, she opened her mouth wide like a goose. She said that her mouth was dry for a long time, but it made the white-clothed swordsman more determined to fight?

Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, and she said, "Bai Yi, are you really not going to fight with Gu Fei?" Can you tell me the real reason?"

Bai Yi closed his eyes, and he listened to the sound of wind and snow outside the mountain pavilion. It took a long time for the swordsman to speak. "Tsing Yi, I'll tell you. Gu Fei killed my brother, so I want to take revenge~"

"However, the Blood Killing City treats you like that~" The city lord of Tsing Yi looked puzzled.

The white-clothed swordsman sighed leisurely. "My brother is my brother, this has nothing to do with other things~" He stabbed and drew his long sword, and then said coldly: "Tsing Yi, you go." I don't care if you came to be a lobbyist because of Gu Fei's intercession, or if your lord loves you, so I sent you out to adjust~ But my answer is the same. That's one word, war!"

The white-clothed swordsman soared into the sky with murderous aura.

The city lord of Tsing Yi groaned, her eyes lowered and said, "I understand~"

……

In the peach blossom source of Scissors Village, Gu Fei closed his eyes and meditated under the thousand-year-old peach blossom tree. After a few days of special training, Gu Fei's boxing and martial arts skills became more profound. Although Gu Daring still couldn't analyze the Demon Flow Dao that the abyss was worried about, his own strength was getting better and better.

Jingle bell ~ jingle bell ~

Suddenly, under the pink peach blossom tree, a cyan figure flashed. This is not the Tsing Yi City Lord who just visited the white-clothed swordsman, and who is it?

When Gu Fei heard the bell, he immediately jumped on the spot. The sect leader's eyes were like electricity, and as soon as he swept away a pair of cold gazes, the city lord of Tsing Yi, who had stepped under the dusk, shivered.

"Such a powerful person, worthy of being the man who rules the ocean system and becomes the new mythical Gu Fei!"

……

The city lord of Tsing Yi received an order from the lord of his daughter country to stop Gu Fei, the best in the East China Sea, and the white-clothed swordsman from killing each other. She first went to the mountain pavilion and met the white-clothed swordsman of Ruyu's son.

The city lord of Tsing Yi thought that with his quasi-first-class master's bearing, he could definitely convince the white-clothed swordsman. However, the white-clothed swordsman amazed the time with one move of 'one sword to ask the heart'. Facing such a kendo master, the city lord of Tsing Yi had to admit that she had been a little sitting in the well and watching the sky before.

The lord of the city tried to persuade the white-clothed swordsman to give up the fight, but he did useless work. Helpless, this errand city lord could only go to the Scissors Village in Houshan County, Jing County, and then use his brains on another duelist.

"The white-clothed swordsman has amazed the time, this Gu Fei can't be outstanding, right? I can't take the white-clothed swordsman, can't Gu Fei take it?"

It was with such confidence that the palace master of Tsing Yi stepped into Gu Fei's courtyard. She still uses her iconic bell to announce her arrival to the owner of the courtyard. Then, she ushered in a majestic and domineering gaze!

Gu Fei Gu was cultivating the unity of heaven and man, and the abrupt ringing of the bell interrupted the vitality of heaven and earth, and a trace of cold aura was even more incompatible with the surroundings.

Gu Fei stood up, his eyes like electricity. The recent special training has made Gu Fei Gu Great Sect Leader extremely sensitive to all wind and grass. And the first time he appeared strange, the eye of fate began to turn. And the deep eyes full of coercion are directly aimed at the enemy.

The city lord of Tsing Yi was dressed in Tsing Yi, and she stood quietly under the peach blossom tree, beautiful like a painting.

Gu Fei was dressed in a gray robe, and he stood by the tree in a solemn manner. The ancient peach tree sets off the majesty of this sect leader.

"I've seen Gu Fei~ I am the Tsing Yi City Lord of the Daughter Country. This time, I came with the word of the lord of the country~"

The city lord of Tsing Yi did not dare to underestimate Gu Fei. The momentum on the body of the Great Sect Master Gu was majestic and domineering. This kind of bearing, the city lord has only seen it in his own country lord. This temperament is not innate, but acquired. Therefore, the city lord didn't dare to underestimate Gu Fei in any way.

Gu Fei stared at the woman in front of him who was not hostile, his eyes rolling slightly. His suspicious eyes glanced at the city lord of Tsing Yi, and then asked, "It's actually the city lord who has arrived, and I can't entertain him." It's just~"

Gu Fei's eyes flickered, and he asked strangely: "It's just that I have no intersection with my daughter country, and I don't know what the city lord is looking for me." 2. Come, I'm going to the mountain pavilion to fight the white-clothed swordsman in the near future. So just recklessly, please forgive the city lord. ”

Tsing Yi City Gate's eyes blinked, she was now Gu Fei young but her words were not leaking. Just now, Gu Fei not only explained his cautiousness at the beginning, but also named himself to prepare for the war, and don't bother if there is nothing else~

"This Gu Fei, let's not talk about the battle first. But in front of others, people can't find the slightest fault - this is another person!"

The city lord of Tsing Yi felt that he was unlucky. She originally thought that accepting the task of the lord of the country was an easy and simple job. But in the end, both sides of the battle are human spirits, and every one of them is easy to fight~

The city lord of Tsing Yi has a premonition that he has failed, but there are some things that he can't help but do~

"Tsing Yi, cheer yourself up~ Don't eat a closed door in the hands of the white-clothed swordsman, even in the hands of Gu Fei~"

The city lord of Tsing Yi cheered himself up, and then looked at Gu Fei. She said politely: "Gu Fei, this time I came not for anything else, but for the battle of the Mountain Pavilion~"

Tsing Yi knew that he was not suitable for beating around the bush, so he went straight to the point. The city lord said, "Gu Fei, I know that you and the white-clothed swordsman have a doomed battle. However, the timing of this battle is not now~"

The city lord didn't give Gu Fei a chance to speak, she said directly: "I came from the mountain pavilion before, and I witnessed the amazing sword of the white-clothed swordsman!"

Tsing Yi's face was serious, and then he spoke seriously. She said, "Gu Fei, it's not me who stopped you from letting you fight. However, the white-clothed swordsman is already a quasi-first-class master. He defeated a second-rate master in an instant. So, you must not blindly and impulsively go to the mountain pavilion - for a decisive battle, you still need the foundation!"

Gu Fei was originally not interested in the words of the City Lord of Tsing Yi. But when he heard that the white-clothed swordsman defeated Wang Meng with one sword, he was immediately emotional.

Seeing Gu Fei's seriousness, the city lord of Tsing Yi thought that Gu Fei knew that Bai Yi was powerful, and he would definitely give up the Ten Thousand Mountains Pavilion, so her task would be completed. However, after Tsing Yi described the stunning sword of the white-clothed swordsman in a colorful way, he still did not fully explain the white-clothed swordsman's analysis of the way of the sword.

Gu Fei Gu was in high spirits at the beginning, and he was still in high spirits after listening to it~

The city lord of Tsing Yi was a little dumbfounded. "..."It's not what I thought it would be!

At this time, the city lord felt that Gu Fei's eyes were very familiar. That shiny appearance, very much like a swordsman in a mountain pavilion~

The city lord's face was a little dark. "Don't tell me I've gone out of my way to get another fighter's emotions up!

The city lord of Tsing Yi almost doubted life, she asked with the last luck. "Gu Fei, I've said so much, you definitely won't go to the Mountain Pavilion, right?"

"Go, why don't you go!" Gu Fei was stunned for a moment, and he said in surprise: "City Lord of Tsing Yi, since the white-clothed swordsman is so amazing, I want to meet him!"

Tsing Yi was immediately dumbfounded. It's really been tested by an ominous foreshadowing!

Gu Fei said to himself: "Tsing Yi City Lord, you are right. When it comes to quasi-first-class, it needs to be sharpened and substantiated. He nodded whimsically. "Well, the white-clothed swordsman is a good opponent!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The city lord of Tsing Yi felt that he had been slapped in the face. She just said it to Gu Fei again with the words of persuasion from the white-clothed swordsman. However, why is this Gu Fei as excited as the white-clothed swordsman? Could it be that the quasi-first-class masters of the East China Sea outside the world are all so arrogant, confident, and arrogant?

The city lord of Tsing Yi will not know that the most important thing to become a strong man is faith. Gu Fei and the white-clothed swordsman both understood this. Therefore, no matter what contradictions these two people had before, but after knowing the strength of the other party, this battle is inevitable~ This is a peak showdown.

(End of chapter)

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