At this time, twilight has come, the sunset is beautiful, and there are lone eagles hovering in the sky.

Beneath the lone eagle is a forest, and on the forest road there is a group of people riding horses from north to south.

This group of people is naturally Jiang Xiyi and others who galloped down from Kunlun.

In the middle of the road, there is a pavilion, which was originally built for passers-by to rest, at this time there is a lone smoke in the pavilion, which comes out and then scatters in all directions.

Now the season is already autumn twilight, Konoha Xiaoxiao, there is a white-haired old man, feather coat and high crown, with his back to the direction of everyone, carefully sipping tea, his back is indescribably desolate, he is lonely, but this loneliness only belongs to the master, he is lonely because he has not many friends, and there are not many opponents, he can only taste tea here alone.

He is like the lone eagle that hovers and never leaves, extremely desolate and incomparably desolate.

A sword at his hand is placed in the most comfortable place for him to pick up as quickly as possible, which is the habit of swordsmen.

This sword is not unsheathed, but Jiang Xiyi only needs to know at a glance that it is a good sword, and the scabbard can't suppress the sword qi, she can read the sword, which is also what the sword told her.

After a glance, Jiang Xiyi took his gaze back and looked at his path seriously.

The old man listened carefully to the sound of horses' hooves, and it was not until all the seventeen people behind him were about to ride away that he gently put down the tea bowl in his hand and sighed, "You are finally here." ”

This sigh seems to be able to shake off the loneliness of the mountains, and a gust of autumn wind blows, making this already sad autumn even more melancholy.

Jiang Xiyi subconsciously reined in his horse, looked sideways at the old man, and asked, "Are you waiting for me?" ”

The old man did not move like a mountain, and muttered: "The news that you have re-emerged from the river and the lake has spread all over the lake, and I am just here to try my luck." ”

Chu Liuxiang, who was watching the development of things, touched his nose, and was also guessing in his heart who this nameless old man was, and Hu Tiehua and Ji Bingyan were also silent.

Jiang Xiyi asked, "Who are you?" ”

The old man Huo Ran stood up, looked up to the sky and smiled, and the autumn leaves around the pavilion were shocked by his laughter and fell like snowflakes.

I only heard him smile and say: "You owe me a competition many years ago, and after paying it off today, no matter what the victory or defeat is, I will tell you again who I am." ”

He didn't even look back when he spoke.

Jiang Xiyi asked, "Do you know who I am?" ”

The old man Huo Ran looked back and said sharply: "Of course I know who you are, you are Jiang Xiyi!" ”

I only heard a dragon's groan, and there was already a long sword as blue as autumn water in his palm, Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua and Ji Bingyan were separated by a few zhang, and they still felt that the sword aura was imminent.

Hu Tiehua couldn't help but blurt out a sigh of admiration when he looked at this sword: "Good sword!" ”

The old man smiled proudly and said, "Naturally, it's a good sword." ”

But at this moment, his gaze was stronger than the sword light, and he looked at Jiang Xiyi and said, "Pull out your sword, you and I will fight here." ”

Jiang Xiyi met the old man's gaze and stared straight into his eyes, from which she read seriousness, and at the same time read his sword and his person.

Jiang Xiyi dismounted lightly and said coldly: "You make a move first, and then I will make a sword." ”

The old man laughed and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still like this." ”

At this moment, the smoke in the pavilion had all dissipated, and the old man stopped speaking, and walked out step by step, his steps were extremely slow, but extremely steady and powerful.

After he only walked a few steps, Chu Liuxiang and the three of them were taken aback in their hearts, this old man's long sword had not yet made a move, and before the person had completely walked out of the pavilion, his sword qi had already been revealed.

His sword qi is completely different from Jiang Xiyi's, Jiang Xiyi's sword qi is like the wind on Kunlun Mountain, cold and piercing, cold and frightened, but this old man's sword qi is a murderous breath.

Jiang Xiyi is a sword tempered by ice and snow, and he is a knife that has been sharpened by fire.

Jiang Xiyi remained silent in place, not at all deterred by this formidable sword aura.

And Chu Liuxiang and the three of them were taken aback for this old man again, the three of them felt that their necks were choked by a pair of hands from a distance of several feet, which was really terrifying.

At this moment, a gust of wind passed through the forest, blowing everyone's sleeves and hunting, and suddenly Jiang Xiyi closed his eyes.

Hu Tiehua stared at his big eyes, and he didn't even want to blink, for fear of missing any move from the two, and he didn't wipe a bead of sweat on the tip of his nose.

The wind was still howling, the whole world had condensed, and time seemed to stand still.

The sword in the old man's hand was ready to go, slowly raised, and to outsiders, the sword seemed to weigh 10,000 catties, indescribably slow, indescribably heavy.

Suddenly, the old man let out a long roar, and the long sword had turned into a curtain of light, slashing towards Jiang Xiyi.

The sword light is dazzling, but it can make people smell blood, seeing the blood flow, the sword light is about to engulf Jiang Xiyi, Hu Tiehua can't even bear to look at it anymore, Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan are looking forward to something.

At this time, the wind pierced through the forest more vigorously, and the sword came out of its sheath with the wind.

Jiang Xiyi finally made a move, and the speed at which she drew her sword was extremely fast, faster than the strong forest wind; Her movements are extremely natural, more natural than this through the forest wind.

The wind is natural, the wind is also natural, and it is natural for her to draw a sword.

The first move is extremely important, how good your kung fu is, how many chances of winning in your heart, you can see the clue from this first move.

In a flash of cold light, Jiang Xiyi swung her sword to fight, but her sword was not pointed at the old man, but at the old man's sword.

The two swords intersected, only listening to the sound of the sword, the old man's hand shook, and a feeling of soreness carved into the bone marrow suddenly appeared in his right hand holding the sword.

The wind was more urgent, and the call passed through, shaking off the leaves on the trees, and there was a sound of sword qi staggering in the air, Jiang Xiyi was a little under his feet, and suddenly a leap in the air, her right hand put the sword at the eyebrows, ready to go.

The wind pushed her from behind, she pushed the sword in her hand, the soft sword stabbed out with the wind, and the sword qi on the sword went down the wind.

Everyone saw a cold light like a meteor directly to the old man's throat, and the sword had not yet arrived at this moment, but the old man had already felt the cold sword qi seeping into his blood, freezing him.

After an instant, the cold light was gone, and Jiang Xiyi and the old man were still standing opposite each other, but there was an extra sword between the two.

A soft sword with a chilly aura rested on the old man's neck.

"Hahahahaha," the old man suddenly smiled and said, "I lost, I lost." ”

Then, he stopped laughing, looked at Jiang Xiyi with a pair of eyes, and said with a straight face: "However, you are not her." ”

Jiang Xiyi asked, "Am I not anyone?" ”

The old man said, "You are not Jiang Xiyi. ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "But I am Jiang Xiyi." ”

The old man said, "Your sword is far worse than her sword." ”

Jiang Xiyi glared at the old man and said seriously: "What's the difference?" ”

The old man said: "Your sword qi is cold, but it is not fatal, there is no trace of killing intent, it only makes people feel cold, even if it is frightening, it is only afraid of an ice sword, but not afraid of a sword, so you are far behind." ”

Jiang Xiyi put the sword down the old man's neck, the long sword shook, and the sword was sheathed with a bang.

Jiang Xiyi said: "You're right, because I don't want to kill people." ”

The old man shook his head and said: "You are wrong, which swordsman is not blood-stained with his hands, a swordsman who is not stained with blood cannot be called a swordsman, but only a sword, you don't want to kill, there is no killing intent in the sword, a sword without killing intent is never the sharpest, it is never a real sword." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "I don't understand, why do you have to kill people." ”

The old man said: "If the sword is in the hand, it has the power to kill, and if the sword is in the heart, it has the intention of killing, and a famous sword will always be a murderous sword stained with the blood of countless people." ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "So, I must kill people and stain blood?" ”

The old man asked, "Can you read the sword?" ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "I can." ”

The old man said: "If you can read the sword, you will know that every sword thirsts for blood, and they are murder weapons made for killing. ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "I understand." ”

The old man smiled: "It's good if you understand." ”

Jiang Xiyi knew that this old man was talking about his own sword and his own sword, she learned the gift of holding her fist before, and hugged her fist to the old man and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is and who your surname is." ”

The old man said: "The old man is handsome. ”

Chu Liuxiang was stunned at this time and said: "Your Excellency, isn't it the 'Star Picking Feather Warrior' who moved the three mountains with a sword in the past and slashed the stars in the past, handsome and old-timer?" ”

Shuai Yifan smiled on his face, nodded lightly, and said: "Yes, it is the old man, I didn't expect the old man to not walk in the rivers and lakes for many years, and some people remember, I don't know who this little brother is?" ”

Chu Liuxiang hugged his fists and said: "Junior Chu Liuxiang." ”

After Shuai Yifan heard his name, he glanced at Chu Liuxiang up and down, and said with a long smile: "The thief Chu Liuxiang is really extraordinary, the two people next to you are Hu Tiehua and Ji Bingyan?" ”

Hu Tiehua and Ji Bingyan both said: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

The three of them finally discovered today that the spirit of this kind of senior famous swordsman is really beyond the imagination of others, and the rumors in the rivers and lakes are only one or two out of tenth.

Shuai Yifan looked at Jiang Xiyi and said, "Since I lost to you today, I don't need this sword." ”

With that, he thrust his sword into the ground, and with another slap, the sword was pierced underneath, and the handle was gone.

Hu Tiehua said regretfully: "That's a peerless sword, why should the handsome old-timers be like this?" ”

Shuai Yifan shook his head and said, "It's just because I'm a swordsman." ”

Jiang Xiyi nodded, agreeing with what Shuai Yifan said.

Shuai Yifan asked, "I don't know where you are going next?" ”

Chu Liuxiang said: "We and the owner of Jiang Zhuang just met in Pingshui, and we happened to be on the same road, but the owner of Jiang Zhuang went to Songjiang Mansion, and we went to Jinling." ”

Shuai Yifan asked Jiang Xiyi, "Why did you go to Songjiang Mansion?" ”

Jiang Xiyi said: "Find someone, Xue Yiren." ”

Shuai Yifan stroked his white beard lightly, nodded and said: "It's indeed a good thing for you to go to Xue Yiren now, since you are going to Songjiang Mansion, I will go with you, before going to Songjiang Mansion, can you go to Gusu City with the old man?" ”

Jiang Xiyi asked, "Why do you want to go to Gusu City?" ”

Shuai Yifan said: "Go to Tiger Hill to see people, don't go over and follow you." ”