"It's hard to find, this place!" It is extremely rare for Yakumo Xihong to change into casual clothes and flat shoes, just to climb over this mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info standing on the top of the mountain, looking at a simple thatched hut, Yakumo Xihong wiped the sweat with his sleeve and said to himself.

With Yakumo Xihong's eyesight, although it was still dozens of meters away from the thatched hut, Yakumo Xihong could already see that in front of the thatched hut, an old man was sitting on a rattan rocking chair smoking a cigarette and looking at the sky.

However, in the face of such an old man who seems to be in his last years, Yayun Xihong does not dare to be careless. A powerful qi around him was suppressing Yakumo Xihong's movements, making it difficult for Yakumo Xihong to move.

"Is that how you treat your guests?" Although the qi is very strong, but for Yakumo Xihong, this is nothing, but Yakumo Xihong feels that she can avoid a fight, so try to avoid it, after all, she is not here to fight, just to recover something, she used her qi to transmit the voice directly.

"Although it is a guest from afar, I am afraid that Your Excellency is not sincere to come here as a foreign guest, and please forgive me for not entertaining you." The old man also used his qi to transmit his voice, and with the sound, the qi that suppressed Yakumo Xihong became more and more powerful.

Yakumo Xihong felt ridiculous, the other party's words, not only said that Yakumo Xihong was not an outsider, but he was also by no means a guest, he knew the intention of Yakumo Xihong, since this was the case, Yakumo Xihong was too lazy to be polite.

Yakumo Xihong just felt that he could avoid fighting as much as possible, and he was definitely not afraid, even if the opponent was known as the 'Sword Master', Yakumo Xihong was not afraid, and roared in a low voice, directly letting out a breath to disperse the qi that was suppressing his movements around him.

"Then don't treat me as a foreigner!" Walking forward step by step, Yakumo Xihong said coldly in his mouth, and the breath was directly transmitted to the other party's ears.

"So you are not a foreigner, so what is your identity to come here?" The old man's voice did not mean the slightest doubt. It seems that he has already been prepared, and hearing this tone, Yakumo Xihong knows that he is only afraid that things will not be solved so easily today.

"Creditor!" Yakumo Xihong was pressing, and he strode forward directly.

"Haha." The old man let out a laugh, this time not needing to be angry, he laughed loudly in a thick voice full of air that did not match his image at all, and the laughter reached through the sky.

After laughing for a long time, Yakumo Xihong was already close to ten meters away, and then he eased his laughter and said: "I always thought that he would find someone who would take back everything from me, but who expected it to be just a little girl." What a contempt for people! ”

"What about the little girl?" Yakumo Xihong stopped and said coldly: "Even if it's just a little girl, you can take back everything you have!" ”

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability!" The old man's hand slapped the table next to him hard, and the wooden table shattered in response, and the huge qi formed a whirlwind, blowing Yakumo Xihong's hair, Yakumo Xihong just stared at the other party, and did not react.

I saw that the wooden table was shattered, and a thin sword with a dark red body almost black was hidden in the wooden round table, and the old man held the hilt of the sword, and suddenly, the drooping old body began to become younger and younger. When everything calmed down, standing in front of Yakumo Xihong, there was a handsome middle-aged man with a thin sword in his hand, and his starry eyes were full of cold arrogance, as if he had a kind of contempt for everything in the world and an aura above everything.

It is true that using qi to activate the cells in the dying body can restore one's body to its heyday in a short period of time, however, if you do so, you will leave a very terrible after-effect, which everyone who knows how to be lucky must know, and never do it unless it is the last minute. In doing so, the other party seems to have taken all this as the last moment of his life.

"If the old guy sends someone to retrieve it after I'm dead, I have nothing to say." The man looked coldly at Yakumo Yuhong. "It's just that doing this now is provoking my pride and honor!" There was anger in the man's eyes.

"I'm so sorry." Yakumo Xihong sneered and said slowly: "The old guy in your mouth is dead, and the cause of death is the same as what you are about to do!" I'm here to fulfill his last wish! Yakumo Xihong didn't seem to explain in detail, but the other party should have understood the meaning.

"I didn't expect that old guy to be willing to ......" The man lowered his proud head for the first time, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting, and then, the man quickly attacked, moving with the sword, dancing with the sword, and the dark red thin sword waved quickly in his hand, forming bright roses from all different directions to attack Yakumo Xihong.

Yakumo Xihong secretly felt in his heart that it was not uncommon for Yakumo Xihong to be able to make a sharp sword move, but it was indeed the first time that Yakumo Xihong had seen such a beautiful person who could make a sword move.

However, no matter how beautiful the sword move is, it will be fatal after all, Yakumo Xihong was not intoxicated by the other party's sword moves, she saw that there was a big loophole in the other party's sword moves, but Yakumo Xihong thought that since the other party could shoulder the name of 'Sword Saint', it would not be so ordinary.

She was sure that this was a gap deliberately exposed by her opponent, in order to lure Yakumo Yuhong into the game.

Yakumo Xihong didn't seem to have time to think about it, and stepped out in half a step, one sideways, and happened to pass through the sword flower in front of him.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, slightly imperceptibly. Yakumo Xihong walked into his trap, and he walked very ideally, Yakumo Xihong was shrouded in the center of the sword flower at this time, as long as he made a slight movement, he would be stabbed by the rose, and Yakumo Xihong at this time could be said to have walked into the opponent's design with the most perfect ideal attitude.

Suddenly, the sword stabbed out three times in a row, these three swords, from different directions, straight to Yakumo Xihong's lower abdomen, throat and forehead, this seemingly ordinary life-killing three swords, in fact, extremely vicious, if you don't shoot, you have to take people's lives directly.

"The name of 'Sword Master' is really not in vain!" Yakumo Xihong thought to herself. She was not surprised by the viciousness of the sword move, but by the speed at which the other party received the move, like flowing water, and she couldn't find the slightest gap.

Countless strong people are defeated in this seemingly ordinary but vicious start, this is a perfect combination of people and swords can do a move, he is very confident, this life-killing three swords, and there is no chance to stop, a shot is a life.

It's a pity that the trick he thought was perfectly combined has already fallen into the devil's path. Can a sword be called perfect if it can't be done as you please? Even though he was called the 'Sword Master', however, he still didn't understand what a 'sword' was, let alone why, his old friend for many years had been trying to take back the sword in his hand.

He did have extraordinary strength, and countless strong men died on this simple dark red sword in his hand, however, when it came to sanctification, I am afraid, he could not even understand the real imperial sword. Yakumo Xihong thought so, she didn't intend to drive the power of the Holy Emblem, she wanted to use her own strength to tell this Sword Saint that in fact, he had already deviated from the true way of the sword.

The sword has a double edge, no matter how extraordinary the strength is, but the sword that cannot be controlled at will, is it the person who controls the sword, or the sword that controls the person?

The so-called 'Sword Master' may only be called a 'Sword Demon'!

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The next chapter is a bit long, so, it will take a little time in the next chapter, so it should not be updated until the evening, so please forgive me.