Chapter 17: Good Brother, Self-Respect

"I knew that the little demon sister was hesitant to face you. ”

There were more than 300 meters away from Lu Qingxu, and Gu Xu was stopped by a person.

He looked to be in his thirties, holding a long sword in both hands, and looked extremely ordinary.

But the sharp temperament on his body is not to be underestimated.

Looking at him, Gu Xu's expression rarely became a little serious.

He casually took out the scalpel he took from the little demon, and said with a hint of annoyance on his face: "What the hell did the ghost old man do, he actually let you slip out of the martial realm." ”

The man looked at Gu Xu, who was more annoyed, and said calmly: "No wonder the ghost is old, I owe the old guy behind the Wanshi Palace a favor, and the ghost old man has pity on me, so let me come out to repay this favor."

Don't worry, no matter whether I can kill you or not tonight, I will immediately return to the martial arts realm, and I will not break the balance of the ancient martial arts circle outside. ”

When the man said this, the look of anger on Gu Xu's face gradually disappeared.

He was silent for a moment, and then asked the man, "In order to repay the favor, there is an extra gap between you and my brother, is it worth it?"

"This favor is about greens. ”

The man's expression changed for a moment, and then he became very determined.

He holds the scabbard in his left hand and rests his right hand on the hilt.

The sword was not yet unsheathed, but the sword qi had already begun to linger around him.

When Gu Xu heard the name Qingcai, he knew that this battle was inevitable, and even this battle was a battle of life and death.

His mentality slowly became balanced, and he looked at the long sword in the man's hand and said, "Yes, if you compare Gu Wu to a big mountain, then you are a sword immortal standing on the top of the mountain." ”

Gu Xu's admiration, the man was still unwavering, he was still slowly gathering momentum, and said very indifferently: "Sword Immortal, it is the name of the person in the ethereal fairyland, I am just a sword cultivator." ”

As the words fell, the man jerked out his sword three inches.

The long sword was drawn three inches, but a three-meter-long Ling Yan sword qi burst out from the long sword, and quickly slashed towards Gu Xu.

Gu Xu's right hand moved slightly, and the scalpel directly blocked the three-meter sword qi.

Then he twisted his wrist slightly, and the three-meter sword qi was removed, leaving a long sword mark beside him.

The sword failed, and the man had already expected it.

When that sword qi was pushed away by Gu Xu, he appeared in front of Gu Xu in an instant.

The long sword was drawn from its scabbard like a bolt of lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to Gu Xu's neck.

clang

Gu Xu raised his hand to block the scalpel in front of his neck, seemingly narrowly blocking the sword.

Internal force poured into the scalpel, flicking away the man's long sword, and with a casual wave of his hand, a black and purple knife qi slashed towards the man.

When the man swept away the sword qi with a sword, Gu Xu walked to the man's side in one step.

He stabbed the man in the chest with a scalpel, and said at the same time: "Although it is said that the old guy behind the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds has done everything for the sake of martial arts, in order to continue the ancient martial arts path that has been broken.

But he did it too aggressively, and sacrificed all the ancient warriors in the world, even if he succeeded, who would stand up and carry the banner in the decades or hundreds of years that were vacant at that time?

Think about it before you make the next sword, because if you make that sword, it means that you choose to stand in the camp of the Hall of Ten Thousand Worlds, and you and I have no brothers to do ......."

The man quickly retreated, dodging Gu Xu's stab.

And Gu Xu's words, which were still echoing in his ears, made his face hesitate a little more.

But in an instant, the hesitation on his face disappeared.

He took a deep breath and thuded his sword into its scabbard.

But the sword qi that lingered on his body erupted hundreds or thousands of times.

Looking at Gu Xu's slightly sad face, he said very seriously: "I don't know if that old guy can succeed in the end, and I don't care if he is right or wrong."

I don't care about the martial arts dispute between you and that old guy, and I also don't care about the ethereal martial arts realm and fairy realm battle in the future.

But I know that this sword is for the sake of Qingcai, in order to repay this favor, I must come out, otherwise I will have no words to face my parents after I die, and I will face Qingcai's parents without words. ”

As the words fell, the long sword in his hand slowly began to be drawn.

Every inch that the long sword pulled out, the sword qi around him and Gu Xu increased a few more.

And when his long sword was completely out of the scabbard, the surroundings of him and Gu Xu were filled with dense sword qi.

Every sword qi was filled with an aura that was difficult to be strict.

"It seems that my brother has nothing to do, Luo Jian. ”

Feeling the aura of the sword qi around him, Gu Xu let out a long sigh.

Because he felt a taste of obsession from those sword qi.

If you want to persuade Luo Jian at this moment to turn back, there is no longer the slightest possibility.

"Let me see if your knife is still sharp, nearly twenty-one years later. ”

Luo Jian's eyes looked at Gu Xu without blinking, and the sword qi around him and Gu Xu was buzzing and trembling.

It seems that the next moment, it is like going to pierce Gu Xu's ten thousand arrows through his heart.

"My knife is the knife of despair. ”

Gu Xu closed his eyes and stretched out his hand holding the scalpel, and on top of the scalpel, the black-purple flames began to boil.

The next moment, those dense sword qi stabbed towards Gu Xu's body from all directions.

As if Gu Xu didn't feel threatened at all, he raised his hand and waved it gently.

Bang

With this wave, a sound like an explosion sounded.

Luo Jian's sword qi completely dissipated under this sound.

Only the sword that Luo Jian stabbed towards Gu Xu was like a flower in full bloom, and it quickly attacked Gu Xu.

Poof

When the tip of the sword was close to Gu Xu's neck, and even left a small red dot on his neck, Luo He's body came to an abrupt halt.

A wound that ran from his forehead through his abdomen cracked open from his body with a pop.

On that wound, there was a purple-black flame lingering, burning his wound and burning the blood in his body.

Putting the scalpel into his cuff, Gu Xu continued to walk in the direction of the villa with a calm face.

However, when he passed by Luohe, he paused and said in a very calm voice: "Your love for Xiao Qingcai makes me both happy and disappointed, and finally call you brother...... Good brother, self-respect. ”

After speaking, Gu Xu continued to walk forward.

And the flame on Luohe's terrifying wound was instantly annihilated, and his wound disappeared quickly.

"Is it a knife that brings despair to people......"

With his back to Gu Xu, Luo He tucked his long sword into its scabbard, his face filled with guilt and self-deprecation.

I feel guilty because I chose unkind for the sake of the little greens.

And Gu Xu didn't do any injustice to himself for the sake of Xiao Qingcai.

He is a qualified brother, but he is not a qualified friend.

self-deprecating because he didn't see the gap between himself and Gu Xu until today.

All along, he thought that he was no worse than Gu Xu.

It turned out that he had been living in a sweet dream all along.