Chapter 61, 10,000 years of snow fell between the eyebrows

Now that he has a plan in his heart, the man in black does not intend to continue to cover up.

He decided to kill Archie without reservation, and then kill Han Ziyu, even if it would leave a little trace for it, which was the result of his countless deductions.

At this moment, he began to really pay attention to Archie.

The next moment, his expression moved slightly.

Countless rays of light spilled out of his green blade.

The light is white and soft, and it is the purest white light.

The color of this sword completely obscured his green blade.

In Archie's senses, his sword was like a dazzling speed of light at this moment, dazzling and bright, and the brightness was a little panicking.

Archie didn't understand the mystery of the Men in Black's sword.

Whew!

Dozens of tangents of white light suddenly appeared in the space in front of Archie, and before he could see clearly, several cuts appeared on his clothes, countless blood lines began to emerge, and a cut appeared on his forehead, overflowing with blood.

Before this year, Archie was an obscure one to the entire Kyoto and even the entire world of cultivation, as inconspicuous as a grain of sand in a sea of sand.

However, this does not mean that he is inferior to those rumored cultivation geniuses, all because he has not yet practiced at that time, so in fact he is still a genius, a real cultivation genius.

Although the cultivation time is short, and the cultivation is not too high, but he has read enough books, and naturally he has seen a lot.

It is precisely because of this idea that seems illogical to other practitioners that it is the most direct way for Archie at this moment.

So he gave up the perception of cultivation, and relied on his innate fighting instinct to find the flaw in this sword.

At this moment, an inconspicuous white light floated leisurely towards Archie, compared with the dozens of intense white lights in front of him, this faint white light seemed a little fragile, but Archie suddenly accelerated to avoid this faint white light, and collided with dozens of white lights in front of him.

Countless fierce cutting intentions lit up, and Archie added a few wounds to his body.

At this moment, a sword intent suddenly emanated from the space behind Archie.

A fierce and domineering aura burst out of the faint white light, cutting a huge crack in the ground.

Looking at the crack in the ground, Archie realized that he had just unknowingly brushed shoulders with death.

Originally, he planned to dodge in the direction of this faint white light, but at the moment when he was about to leave, his natural battle instinct sensed the danger of this faint white light, so he obeyed his instinct and resolutely chose to dodge dozens of white lights that seemed to be more sharp.

"Amazing!"

The man in black looked at Archie and said such a sentence seriously, but he did not lose confidence because this seemingly perfect blow did not work, because his cultivation was still above Archie, and this great sentence was his affirmation of Archie's strength.

Perhaps it was because of his confidence that the man in black suddenly talked more.

He said: "In a cultivation like yours, when you meet a cultivator like me, I dare to say that no one will behave more perfectly than you, because cultivation and combat power are often not equal, of course, this is only for people who are not much different from the general realm, but I dare to say that in a situation like this, even those famous geniuses in Kyoto will not perform better than you, because I am good at killing, but now you have not been killed by me, which means that you are a real genius." ”

This is not hypocrisy, but real appreciation.

Archie looked at the man in black, and did not fluctuate in the slightest because of the words of the man in black, but just said something that surprised the man in black.

"I'm blind. ”

The man in black looked at Archie and knew that Archie was not lying, so he said again: "That's even more remarkable." ”

Because for the man in black, he has seen too many battles in his life, as he told Archie, as a killer, he is naturally very good at killing, and has also experienced many life and death moments, of course he knows that the person who dares to rely on Meng at the moment of life and death is either a real madman or an extremely difficult person to kill, but no matter which situation it is, it is obviously not what he wants to see.

So his originally solemn expression began to become focused.

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The little green sword was still in the hand of the man in black, and at this moment, the little green sword began to become unpretentious and restrained.

A drop of water suddenly appeared on the green tip of the sword.

Suddenly, a wind blew in the air.

Archie felt the cold wind blowing, a little cold to the bone, and his hand unconsciously wanted to pull the collar.

This is a very strange perception, because cold is a common thing for cultivators, how can they think of pulling down their collars.

That means that this gust of wind is really cold.

Archie closed his eyes, and frost began to appear on the tips of his eyebrows, and gradually, hoarfrost began to appear on the corners of his clothes, his skin began to turn pale, and the color of his lips began to slowly turn darker.

The tips of the hair began to stand up one by one, like needles.

The man in black stood there, the small green sword in his hand was still there, and the drop of water on the tip of the sword had turned into a crystal ice bead, and the cold air was shining.

In Archie's perception at this time, there was a sky full of wind and snow, a piece of snow white, crystal clear ice crystals everywhere, countless snowflakes fell from between his eyebrows, fell on the tip of his nose, and then began to pile up, and gradually his body began to be covered with a thick layer of snow, and the whole person seemed to be covered by this thick snowflake in the next second.

In this endless world of ice and snow, he was the only one, and the snowflakes that kept falling between his eyebrows were as long as if they had been falling for thousands of years.

Just when his heart began to be covered with a layer of frost, a voice suddenly sounded in his head, that voice was strong and powerful, making him extremely familiar, and he began to shout in his heart, and then countless blood surged into his heart.

The hoarfrost between his eyebrows began to melt, his skin began to become a little fleshy, and the dark color on his lips began to slowly fade.

I don't know how long it took, but Archie opened his eyes, and the man in black was still standing there, his eyes slightly closed.

Two of his companions were now lying on the ground, covered in frost, apparently dead.

Archie lifted his slightly stiff arm and began to walk back.

Not long after he left, the crystal clear ice bead on the small green sword in the hand of the man in black shattered, turning into countless dust and scattering, and the man in black opened his eyes, full of unbelievable colors and deep puzzlement.

He began to think of what the master said to him many years ago when he first entered the master's door: "If you think of the sword, you will be tired if you don't succeed in punishing your heart. ”

The man in black began to fall, and some wetness appeared in his eyes, and at this moment, he realized that he had never understood what kind of sword the master was talking about, and it turned out that he had taken the wrong path many years ago.

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