Walking through the bamboo forest, there was a swamp in front of him, Duan Shuai stood in front of the swamp, he didn't take a step forward, he suddenly squatted down and picked up a small object from the ground, Xiao Xiangyue tried to see what kind of object it was, but Duan Shuai's hand had already firmly held the price in his hand, and his eyes looked ahead.

What is it in his hand? It is a hosta, a token of Duan Shuai and Lu Yu when they got married, and a testimony of their love. The hosta fell here, his love also fell here, Lu Yu will not leave this hosta if she loses anything, that is, she has been kidnapped by someone, and this hosta is the mark she left.

The cold wind was like a knife, cutting Duan Shuai's thoughts little by little, but it didn't cut his persistence in finding his wife. Xue Lengfeng went towards the swamp, they had a boat, but Duan Shuai didn't, so Duan Shuai couldn't get by. Duan Shuai can't get by, it doesn't mean that others can't get by, Xiao Xiangyue's Qianqian jade hand was already on Duan Shuai's shoulder at this time, and muttered: "Go, I'll take you there!" As she spoke, her body shape had changed, and the two of them flew towards the swamp like two paper kites connected together, and it turned out that she was no less familiar with this place than Confucius was with the Analects.

She knows exactly where to rest in every place here, or rather, any arrangement here is her careful work. A woman has no love, no outside world, only such a mountain to accompany her, so how can she not pour all her feelings into this mountain? After about half an hour's effort, they had already come to the opposite bank, but the place that was out of reach was already under their feet at this time, Duan Shuai couldn't help but secretly admire this woman.

At this time, Xiao Xiangyue's pale face had already shown some beads of sweat, and her whole face was even whiter, and she almost used all the strength of her body to carry Duan Shuai here. Will she still be able to accompany her on the road below? Duan Shuai didn't want her to interfere anymore, he couldn't bear it, he suddenly remembered that Meng Xinlan that day, they were all such lovely and innocent women, he didn't want to delay them anymore, if they continued at this time, it would be even more painful in the future.

Before Xiao Xiangyue could catch her breath, Duan Shuai had already jumped up, hurriedly took a few steps, and disappeared from her sight. Her eyes were full of disappointment, but she couldn't help but blush slightly, this is what love feels like, and she finally experienced love. Xue Lengfeng didn't take Lu Yu far, but handed her over to Huo Dingtian, what kind of person is Huo Dingtian? No one knew what he would do with Sister Lu Yu.

The bamboo forest is secluded, and the breeze after the rain blows the two haggard women, Xue Leng sighed solemnly: "Shibo, junior brother... Ay! Huo Dingtian's eyebrows and eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of tears, but only for a moment, he returned to a deathly silence again: "What? Xue Lengfeng said with shame in his eyes: "Senior brother, he was killed by Duan Shuai!" ”

"Oh!" This sound seemed to come out of the mouth of a dead man, but this dead man-like person stood there alive, Xue Lengfeng's forehead couldn't help but burst out of beads of sweat, and said miserably: "These two women are Duan Shuai's wife and her sister, and the nephew worked hard to snatch these two people from Duan Shuai and hand them over to you, and let you dispose of them." ”

Huo Dingtian looked into the distance, the smoke gradually rose from the end of the mountain, and the sky after the rain before the sunset before dusk was particularly clear. The sunset, the intoxicated sun, everything seems to be lamenting his departure. In Huo Dingtian's eyes, Huo Lanfeng may be like the sunset at dusk, no longer in his former style, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

He didn't shed tears, he killed a lot of people, including his father and brothers, so he didn't shed tears. "My nephew will take good care of you for Senior Brother Lan Feng in the future, and you will be like my father in the future." Xue Lengfeng said excitedly. "You're doing something wrong!" Huo Dingtian said lightly. Xue Lengfeng looked at Huo Dingtian in surprise, and didn't dare to say a word.

"You shouldn't have kidnapped his woman to threaten him." Huo Dingtian said again: "You know, I never kill women. "But! Shibo, Lanfeng's junior brother... Before Xue Lengfeng finished speaking, Huo Dingtian's body was already facing away from him, Xue Lengfeng knew that he didn't need to say anything more, the marks left along the way could already lead Duan Shuai here.

What he needs to do now is to wait quietly, wait for Duan Shuai to come over, wait for Duan Shuai to die under Huo Dingtian with a sword, or the two of them will lose and be injured, and then he will take action and kill both of them. At dusk, the moon rises and sets, the cold wind looks particularly biting in the bleak night, and the water droplets on the bamboo leaves are falling drop by drop, they have always known to release the pressure so as not to crush themselves.

A man came, only one person, his body was tired, like an old horse who knew his way, looking for his way back. The noise of the carriages and horses has gradually dimmed, and no one can say a word at this time, as if between heaven and earth, there are only two sounds, one is the sound of the wind, and the other is the sound of breathing.

The moonlight tonight is very beautiful, the beauty is suffocating, the two beauties are tied to a huge bamboo pole, and the beauty is incomprehensible. In the faint moonlight, the backs of the two people were each pulled out of a long shadow. Duan Shuai seemed to be farther away from the moon, so the shadow was also extraordinarily long. "You're here." Huo Dingtian said coldly.

Duan Shuai smiled miserably: "Ah, I thought that the first sword in the world would not do such a bad thing, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, are you afraid of me?" ”

Saying this, Duan Shuai has no confidence in his heart, Huo Dingtian will neither do such a thing, nor will he be afraid of him, everything is manipulated by another person behind the scenes, he doesn't know at all when and under what circumstances this person will give him a fatal blow, maybe in the case of Duan Shuai and Huo Dingtian's duel! Huo Dingtian said lightly: "Since I am at a loss, then tonight, I will only kill one person!" When these words came out, Xue Lengfeng almost tore off his ears and washed them, he would never have thought that a person who had just died of his son would still be in the mood to make any bullshit promises to others here.

If he were an ordinary swordsman, this kind of murderous revenge would definitely make him bite the enemy like a mad dog, but Huo Dingtian is not an ordinary swordsman, and he will never break his promises. He will not lose his trust, but what Xue Lengfeng will do, Duan Shuai will know without even thinking about it. Because of this, Duan Shuai did not rush to draw his sword.

"Get out of the sword! Let me see if the Tianshan swordsmanship is powerful, or the ruthless swordsmanship is superb. Huo Dingtian said lightly. When he heard this, Duan Shuai had already said goodbye in the direction of Lu Yu, he knew that in this battle, even if he won, it would be impossible for him to retreat with his whole body, if he was defeated, he would not even have the opportunity to see Lu Yu for the last time. However, he still drew out the sword, it was a blue light long sword, the sword was sharp, and the sword aura was cold. This is Xiao Xiangyue's sword, which Duan Shuai brought from her when he was leaving.

Duan Shuai didn't have a commonly used sword, but Huo Dingtian had always had only one sword, the sword known as the Ruthless Sword. The moonlight was like water, and the sound of cicadas sounded slowly, one, two. When the tenth cicada called, the two of them drew their swords at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding, and the lightning speed made each other unable to look at each other's sword moves.

When the sound of the two pieces collided, one fell, and the other suddenly sounded, the sound of tinkling in this cold night sky, with the melodious chirping of cicadas, like a majestic symphony. Duan Shuai's sword shot extremely fast, and in just half an hour, he had already turned over and over all the moves in the Moon Replenishing Divine Skill more than three times, and Huo Dingtian's sword never seemed to have a single move that was repeated, more than three hundred moves, each with its own characteristics, as if he had really learned more than three hundred different swordsmanship.

Huo Dingtian's swordsmanship has reached a point, a point where he doesn't want to compare sword moves with others at all, and any move he makes casually has enough speed, enough strength, and enough lethality. In just half an hour, Duan Shuai's body was already scarred, and Huo Dingtian only seemed to have a little skin cut on his face.

Xue Lengfeng was almost stunned, he asked himself if he had learned the world's martial arts, he had also learned the moon mending magic skills and ruthless swordsmanship of these two people, but now seeing them make a move, he really felt how small he was. Martial arts is not the more you learn, the more powerful you are, there are only a few people in an army who are the main generals, and the others are small soldiers, shouldering a body of martial arts, but none of them can handle it, which makes people sigh.

Duan Shuai has only learned one set of swordsmanship, that is, the Moon Replenishing Divine Skill, that is, the eighteen styles of the Tianshan Mountains, so for him, there is no such confusion, if Huo Dingtian, who has lost his humanity, is thrown away, he can really be said to be the number one swordsman in the world. But the sword in his hand was a sword of love, no killing, no blood.

Huo Dingtian is different, the sword in his hand is the sword of killing, and he often drinks blood, and when the sword of benevolence touches the sword of killing, it seems that there is only the possibility of suffering. Duan Shuai suffered a big loss, there was no place on his body that he had not suffered a sword wound, and it could even be said that he no longer had any chance to fight back.

That's right, he didn't have a chance to fight back, because he only had to be beaten, and if he wasn't supported by a strong internal force at this time, he wouldn't have been able to live another moment! After three hundred moves, both of them stopped, they must have been extremely tired, their fights were not like ordinary people, and each of their moves would use up all their strength, so the consumption was also very large.

Huo Dingtian took out a small bag from his arms, he opened the bag, and inside it was a piece of steamed bread that was almost moldy. The mildew spots on the steamed buns are like shining stars in the night sky, if a person can practice swords without eating, then Huo Dingtian must be the one who never eats, because he will not waste time on eating.