Xue Xiaoren established a killer organization and killed many people, which can be said to be a heinous crime.

But he generously untied Xue Pan, a beautiful talent, and allowed him to worship under the Fengzhou Gate.

Feng Zhou has clear grievances, of course he doesn't want to owe him a favor.

Otherwise, the mind will not be clear.

However, this does not mean that Feng Zhou will let go of this killer organization that cares about people's lives.

Of course, if Xue Xiaoren is willing to follow him to fight the pirates, and is willing to disband the killer organization, then Feng Zhou is still willing to give him a way out.

Xue Yiren has been standing at the peak for forty years, and if he wants Xue Xiaoren to surpass his brother in a short period of time, he can't practice any swordsmanship, whether it is the Sunflower Treasure Book or the "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky", it is impossible for him to reach the peak of the swordsmanship realm in a short period of time.

When his martial arts reached the level of Xue Xiaoren, all the swordsmanship in the world was already in his heart, even if he didn't know Taiji swordsmanship or Dharma swordsmanship, he could defeat the other party according to his own level.

Therefore, what Xue Xiaoren really needs to improve is sword intent.

It is the sword intent that makes him change quantitatively and qualitatively.

And this kind of sword intent can only be done by Dugu Nine Swords.

As Ling Hu Chong's uncle, Feng Zhou, who personally went out to feed him, it is not too easy to get the Dugu Nine Sword from Ling Hu Chong's mouth.

However, this kind of swordsmanship is too powerful, and the so-called method cannot be passed on lightly, and it cannot be taught casually.

And Xue Xiaoren has a problem with his personality.

There is a lot of pressure from the outside world and in my heart, so I actually rely on pretending to be crazy and forming a subdiscriminate organization to seek psychological comfort.

Don't he know the wise saying "fist out of Shaolin, sword out of Huashan".

If he was willing to bow his head seven or eight years ago and worship himself, the old man of the Huashan faction, as his teacher, it would be difficult to pretend to be crazy until now

You know, there are many paths in life, but the important ones are two or three steps.

......

Five or six days have passed in a flash.

Xuejiazhuang.

After Feng Zhou and Xue Xiaoren left, there was no more news.

Xue Yiren was very concerned about his younger brother in his heart, but his face was calm and satisfactory, and he did not show it at all.

However, for so many years, Xue Xiaoren has disappeared from time to time for a few days, and he has become accustomed to it.

On this day, he moved a very comfortable chair and sat in the shade of a tree in the backyard with his eyes closed.

At the same time, he was thinking about Feng Zhou's words.

As a top master of the rivers and lakes, a swordsman of the Huashan faction who stepped on Wanfu Wanshou Garden, what means could he have to guide Xue Xiaoren's martial arts and restore him to his senses

Xue Yiren was very curious and looking forward to it.

If you want to restore Xue Xiaoren's sanity, you must first raise Xue Xiaoren's martial arts to the peak.

But with Xue Yiren's knowledge and experience, it is really hard to imagine what kind of method Fengzhou will use.

At this moment, an incomparably indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "Xue Yiren." ”

The tone was flat and straightforward, and the voice suddenly rose out of thin air, as if it came from outside the nine heavenly clouds, like a god in the sky overlooking the common people, revealing a trace of indifference.

It was as if he didn't have Xue Yiren in his eyes at all.

Xue Yiren didn't follow the sound at all.

Because he knows what kind of person it is.

Dressed in black, with long hair, and with a face like hoarfrost, and holding a sharp sword, he stood under a maple tree.

With an extremely fierce murderous aura.

That man practiced a murderous sword.

Xue Yiren sighed in his heart.

He knows who the other party is.

Because the other party shows up almost every few months.

Every time I come here, it's just a battle with Xue Yiren.

Although the opponent has improved in every battle, it is clear that he is still one level away from him.

The reappearance of this person is nothing more than another battle.

Xue Yiren slowly stood up, looked at the person, and said lightly, "Your Excellency is here." ”

His voice revealed a hint of gloom, as if he was a monk living in seclusion in the maple forest, and as soon as he stood up, his body was shrouded in a layer of complete murderous intent!

Sword Qi!

This is the sword qi possessed by the number one swordsman in the world, and it is vast and diffuse at this moment.

The sword qi is born, the cold light moves, and the murderous aura between heaven and earth comes from this.

A few maple leaves slowly fell to the ground, and suddenly it seemed that a gust of wind blew and was directly shattered.

"What a sharp sword aura. is worthy of Xue Yiren. The man said lightly.

"You've been saying this since you came five years ago, before every war. Xue Yiren said coldly.

"Yes," said the man, "but I promise, this is the last time I'll say it." ”

"Oh" Xue Yiren had a hint of coldness in the corners of his eyes: "You won't come again in the future"

"Not bad. The man nodded: "I will definitely kill you in this battle, so naturally I don't have to come again in the future." ”

"It's up to you," Xue Yiren's eyes had returned to calm.

He held in his hand a sword next to the chair, the sword was very long, three to four inches longer than the one used in the rivers and lakes, the sword was unsheathed, there was no spike, and his sword was neither for decoration nor for beauty.

His sword was meant to kill.

The iron-blue sword glowed faintly blue, and although the person was a few feet away, he could already feel the eerie chill emanating from the sword.

But the man smiled: "Although your sword is powerful, your momentum has not weakened, and your physical strength has not diminished, but I have a chance to defeat you." ”

Xue Yiren said: "Okay! Then you wait to take the call." ”

"Good!"

The man spoke, already gripping the hilt of his sword.

At this moment, Xue Yiren had already turned into a sharp sword, and the sword light had lit up like lightning, and in an instant, six swords had been sent to that person's shoulder, chest, waist, and legs.

His moves didn't seem to be anything peculiar, but they were incredibly fast, and the six swords stabbed out, and one sword seemed to turn into six swords.

"Choking" a dragon groan, the man's sword out of the sheath, a sword like electricity, but the sword momentum is crooked, as if slow and fast, winding forward, I don't know where to attack

Xue Yiren's swordsmanship is like the water of the Yangtze River, pouring for thousands of miles, endlessly, not giving people a chance to breathe at all.

But the opponent stabbed out with a sword, but skillfully attacked Xue Yiren's wrist.

Looking at his sword path, it doesn't look like he took the initiative to attack, but it looks like Xue Yiren took the initiative to bump into it.

"Interesting!" Xue Yiren snorted coldly and returned to his sword to block.

The man swung his sword and stabbed him in the right shoulder. This sword is powerful, wonderful, as if an invisible sword qi shines on him, and he seems to have turned into a sword.

Compared with the internal force, that person is not as strong as Xue Yiren's sword aura after all, and his murderous aura is fierce.

But his sword is so ingenious that there is a wonderful way to say that the white vinegar is exquisite. Even Xue Yiren couldn't help but shout, "Okay!"

However, Xue Yiren's hands were not idle, and while floating back, he raised his sword and defused the opponent's offensive, thinking: "Old and decayed all his life, only attacking and not defending, how can he not compete here."

Immediately, a sword was like lightning and stabbed the opponent's lower abdomen.

This move is meritorious, imposing, and swift.

But that person seemed to react to himself, as if he was in his chest, his body was slightly sideways, and his backhand diagonal sword had already cut into Xue Yiren's arm.

Xue Yiren couldn't help but be shocked, and took a few steps back.

Because the sword he just now is a subtle move of his swordsmanship, as long as the other party deserves this move, the next move will come in a steady stream, and at that time, the sword light is dense like a piece of light, and no one will see the slightest gap.

But the other party actually found a winning opportunity from an impossible place, so that all his calculations of Xue Yiren were in vain.

But he never thought that the other party ignored it, and still attacked with all his might, and the places attacked were full of flaws that even Xue Yiren couldn't imagine.

After that, that person sword after sword, without stopping to attack one hundred and eight swords, Xue Yiren blocked left and right, refused to resist in front and back, and seemed to be unable to even splash water into it, and he was really strict and incoherent. But the two of them dismantled one hundred and eight moves, and Xue Yiren guarded more than forty moves, and he couldn't spare his hand to fight back.

This is not only something he has never done in his life, but also something he has never thought about in his life.

Xue Yiren's heart was shocked.

You must know that he had just made a move "Dead Wood in Spring" to attack strongly, but the other party rose to the challenge, and actually counterattacked from the sharpest place of his attack, looking for a good opportunity, forcing Xue Yiren to retreat again.

"Could it be that the strongest part of my swordsmanship is actually my weakness?"

Thinking of this, Xue Yiren's heart was shocked.

Masters compete with each other, how can they hesitate

After Xue Yiren defused the opponent's move, he shot a little slowly, but he saw that the opponent's wrist flicked, and the tip of the sword looked at the range of Xue Yiren's sword, pointing directly at Xue Yiren's throat.

Xue Yiren came back to his senses in an instant, and swung his sword to smash it, but there was a "snap", but the sword body slapped flat on the opponent's arm.

And the tip of the other party's sword has already reached the throat of Xue Yiren!

Although Xue Yiren's internal strength is extremely deep, but the other party is also full of true qi, his sword is just slapped on someone's arm, even if he uses twelve points of true qi, it may not be able to break his arm, but the other party's sword is light, it is enough to kill him.

Between the lightning and flint, a thought flashed in Xue Yi's heart: "My life is over!"