The afternoon sun is fierce, suddenly there is a wind blowing from the distant forest, there is no warmth of late spring, the face is cold, countless branches swaying with the wind, making a sparse and sparse beating sound, and then the leaves are all over the sky, a place is yellow.

There was also a sword that came with the wind, the body of the sword vibrated slightly, and the blue light shone.

Several sword intents were inspired from this blue light like needles, and they were very dazzling.

The long sword landed in front of Archie, and suddenly, a figure fell

Suddenly there was another gust of wind, no warmth, but even more cold, Lian Haitang unconsciously wanted to pull a collar to block the cold.

As soon as his hand touched the corner of his clothes, Lian Haitang suddenly came back to his senses, staring at the person who fell like a torch, and secretly felt more cautious in his heart.

The man was dressed in red like makeup, and his face was painted with thick smoke, and the smell of rouge was very strong.

"A touch of red makeup paints the rivers and lakes, and a sword thrush determines life and death. ”

"Guanzhong Xiao Jianli, I didn't expect you to be here. ”

After saying this, Lian Haitang's hand was already on the sword at his waist.

The man with red makeup glanced at Lian Haitang and said, "I didn't expect anyone to know me here, who are you?"

Although the man with red makeup can't tell his age, his voice is very delicate.

Lian Haitang said in a deep voice: "Fengzong Lian Haitang." ”

When the red-makeup man heard this, he suddenly let out a scream, and a strong vitality erupted with this scream, and for a while, the wind and thunder were fierce, and the trees in the forest burst in rows and turned into countless debris. ”

Lian Haitang was crumbling by this gust of wind, and he struggled to carry his whole body to resist before he would stand firm.

Looking at the red-makeup man who fell into madness, Lian Haitang realized that this man's strength was far more terrifying than back then. ”

After a long time, this person regained his composure, then looked at Lian Haitang and said, "No wonder you recognize me, your Feng Sect and my Heavenly Sect are mortal enemies, but why didn't Feng Zong let Liu Ruyun in, but let you come? Are you stronger than Liu Ruyun?"

Lian Haitang's cheeks twitched, and then he said in a somewhat deep voice: "Senior Brother was expelled from the mountain gate five years ago, and I recognize you because I saw the battle between you and Senior Brother. ”

After Xiao Jianli heard this, he suddenly laughed maniacally, and then said loudly: "Liu Ruyun, when I lost your sword, I have been dressed up in red makeup to remember that defeat, over the years, I have been cultivating frantically, just so that you can fight with you, but you were actually expelled from the division, so who knows the hardships I have endured and the sins I have suffered over the years?"

Suddenly, Xiao Jianli glanced at Lian Haitang, and the long sword was suddenly unsheathed, and a bright sword light was reflected.

Looking at the bright sword light, Lian Haitang's expression remained unchanged and he waved his sleeves lightly.

The long sword on his waist was pulled out, broke through the air, and turned into a streamer and instantly came to Xiao Jianli's sword light.

This sword is as fast as lightning, and it is dizzying.

However, Xiao Jianli's sword light was faster than Lian Haitang's sword.

"Jingle Bell. ”

Lian Haitang had been brewing for a long time and was stopped before he could show his edge.

A sword roar resounded through the mountains and forests, Lian Haitang's sword was smashed and flew away, and the bright sword light was still as usual, turning into a beam and slashing towards Lian Haitang.

Lian Haitang hurriedly picked up his mind and controlled the flying sword that fell to the ground to meet the attack.

Finally arrived when the bright sword light approached, and the two flying swords collided together, then separated, and met again.

Then came the countless reunions.

In just an instant, the two swords struck countless times in the air.

The crisp sound of the sword was endless, like thunder for a while, like fire for a while, and the sound of breaking the air was endless.

Countless sparks splashed and flew in all directions, like fireworks at night.

For a while, the two flying swords did not give in to each other under the sunlight, and the fight was very lively.

After another impact, two flying swords flew into the sky at the same time, and then engaged in the sky.

Xiao Jianli and Lian Haitang were still standing in their original positions and staring at each other, neither of them looked at the flying sword in the sky, but they were just like wooden stakes, standing there and staring at each other.

Two different sword intents filled the forest, and under the sword intent, the only unaffected Archie was still sitting there, as if he didn't know.

I don't know how long it took, the sword light suddenly subsided, the sword intent in the forest suddenly disappeared, and everything returned to tranquility.

The two flying swords returned to Xiao Jianli and Lian Haitang respectively.

The two seem to be evenly matched.

However, Lian Haitang's body was trembling slightly.

There were countless small gaps on his sword body, densely packed like tooth marks, but Xiao Jianli's sword was still as usual, this flying sword battle was Lian Haitang's defeat.

glanced at his sword.

Lian Haitang took a step forward directly and grabbed the flying sword that stopped there.

In his mind, he began to think of the sword that Senior Brother Liu Ruyun had defeated Xiao Jianli in the end.

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No one knows, in fact, Lian Haitang, as the son of Guan Zhong's wealthy Lian Gu Tong, in his life, the proudest thing in his life is not his family background, not his teacher, not himself, but the one who taught himself carefully in the mountain gate

A senior brother who has practiced swords for five years.

Lian Haitang entered the Fengzong at the age of seven to practice, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the head of the Fengzong, since then he has stayed for ten years, in the first five years, he was not accompanied by his master, but his senior brother, the young man who has been worshiped by Lian Haitang to this day, he taught Lian Haitang how to practice, how to practice the sword, the two are brothers, but also better than brothers, they ate and lived together in those years, practiced together, until five years ago, Liu Ruyun was expelled from the division for some reason, and since then Liu Ruyun has disappeared, but Lian Haitang still thinks of his brother, and he never forgets the past, about the brothers, he still remembers them vividly。

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Two sword lights appeared at the same time, and the two of them fought each other in close combat, and they were fierce for a while.

The two sword lights were sometimes violent, sometimes like rippling water waves, moving like thunder, and as quiet as autumn water.

Countless screams exploded in the forest, smoke and dust rose everywhere, dust and fallen leaves mixed together and surged wantonly, and the ground was covered with criss-crossing cracks under the sharp sword intent.

Both of them were extremely fast, and the afterimages were all over the woods, and the battle between the two was fierce and dangerous.

With a thud, the two separated after another impact.

Lian Haitang's white clothes have been cut into countless strips of cloth, his body is covered with countless red blood marks, and there is a huge wound on his left shoulder, the wound is deep and bone-seeing, and blood is flowing out of the body.

He didn't care at all, he still stared at Xiao Jianli viciously, his eyes were full of fierce battle intent burning.

Xiao Jianli's appearance was much better, only there was an incision in his waist, but the wound was not large, and the blood that flowed out had only just soaked through his clothes.

Xiao Jianli looked at Lian Haitang opposite and said, "Amazing, at your age, I'm not as strong as you, but now I'm better than you." ”

Lian Haitang didn't answer, but just clenched the sword in his hand.

The wind rose in the forest, rolling up countless fallen leaves on the ground and stirring the strips of cloth on his body.

A powerful aura emanated from his body, and countless vitality gushed out from his body, and the sword full of gaps that passed into his hand was just a sword light that soared into the sky, bringing up a white smoke, looming.

He finally understood the last sword of his senior brother, which was hung in the sky.

Looking at the sword light that rose to the sky, like a sword half-hanging in the sky, Xiao Jianli suddenly lost his mind, he naturally recognized that this was the sword that Liu Ruyun won when he won one of his moves.

After a moment, his expression changed slightly, and he drew his sword again.

A bright yellow sword light rose from him, soared into the sky, and rushed straight towards the sword light that was hanging in the air.

Just when this sword light was about to collide with the sword light leaning on the sky, the white smoke in the sky rolled and turned into a white dragon and swooped down, the dragon's first mouth was pouring out, magnificent, like a mountain and river pouring down, swallowing this bright yellow sword light in one gulp.

With a bang, the white dragon instantly crossed the distance and came to the top of Xiao Jianli's head, and then instantly submerged him.

A wave of air dispersed with a huge amount of smoke and dust, and after a long time, when the smoke and dust dissipated, Xiao Jianli still stood in the same posture as before, but blood flowed out of his eyes, nose and mouth, and his vitality was gone.

Seeing Xiao Jianli's death clearly, Lian Haitang finally couldn't hold on, his body shook, he fell to the ground and began to gasp for breath, and at this moment he couldn't excite half of the strength in his body.

He tried to turn his head to look at Archie, but his eyes went black and he fell asleep.