No one knows how profound the martial arts of this barefoot man and the man with white hair like snow are.

In the previous Jiazi, they called for wind and rain.

When the new Jiazi comes, their time will eventually leave.

The so-called top ten peak heroes of the rivers and lakes have long removed the name of Huangfu cuttlefish and wild solitary son, a Jiazi can change a lot of things in sixty years, and can also wipe off a lot of traces, how many high-spirited boys and girls died of old age or retired, the times are changing, this sentence is a wise saying no matter what era it is.

The name of Huangfu Song lies in history, and it has made a strong stroke.

Until death, no one knew that there was a more prominent person in the Huangfu family of the Dao Dao, the sword emperor Fu cuttlefish.

"The emperor has a sword, and there is no sword in the world."

Sixty years ago, no one dared to question this sentence.

Those who dared to question were all pierced through the throat by a sword.

At that time, Wang Yue was just a little kid with a runny nose, and Huangfu Cuttlefish was already a world-famous kendo master.

The scene of Huangfu cuttlefish cutting through the waves of the Bohai Sea with a sword is still talked about by nearby residents, and no one knows what to do, but the man in the black robe with the sword on his back is still alive.

The world thought he was dead.

Yes, he has lived long enough, it took twenty years to sharpen a sword to become famous, and then it took another year to become the first person in swordsmanship, Huangfu cuttlefish in this life, after a short thirty years, he retired, no one knows why the world's first swordsman in the world disappeared inexplicably, some people speculate that this person is superior in kendo has set foot in another mysterious realm, and some people speculate that Huangfu cuttlefish has been killed by the enemy, and some say that he is looking for an invincible opponent. Wading through the sea to find the traces of the fairy....

It's all there. It's just speculation.

This man. A Jiazi still has the same face in the past, only the full head of hair, one black and one white, like the yin and yang of Taoism, no one knows the Tao, this middle-aged man in his forties at most is almost ninety years old.

The white-clothed Lao Tzu, that is, the wild solitary son, dared to make a move against the sword master of Huangfu Cuttlefish. It's not easy.

Wild solitary son, white clothes are both righteous and evil, and Huangfu cuttlefish is a few years younger than him.

Ye, whether it is a surname or not, in this era, no one knows the way.

If it is built on a mountain, it can be called a mountain.

According to the water, there are also people who call themselves Shui, and no one knows the way. Is there a wild branch in the world?

Ye Guzi has never lived up to the word wild, when Huangfu cuttlefish is still working hard to sharpen his sword. This guy has already been a famous master in the world, first debuted as a killer, within a year, fell the first person on the killer list, and then challenged the top ten peak heroes of the lake with his own strength, all the way to the withering, the most stubborn and then stopped at the second, was defeated by Li Shaofeng, who has been famous for many years, that battle, attracted the eyes of too many people, although the wild lone son was defeated, the acquaintance with the Huangfu cuttlefish was after that battle.

The Huangfu cuttlefish has never produced a sword, but it gives people a feeling that it is sharper than a sword out of the sheath.

The lonely Hong in the arms of the emperor is a sword cast from peerless materials, the famous sword has a spirit, although it is not out of the sheath, but it is like meeting a natural enemy, trembling and trembling, and wants to come out of the sheath.

Huangfu Buyi's arms and muscles burst out, and the lonely Hong in his arms trembled, and his eyes were still staring intently at Huangfu Cuttlefish and Wild Solitary Son.

This kind of once-in-a-lifetime showdown, how could Huangfu Buyi easily miss it?

"Open it for me."

The eyes of the white-clothed wild solitary son flashed with a trace of essence, first burst out a few wisps of cold light, and then five of them formed a claw-shaped, like a moon in the water, and suddenly grabbed it.

Huangfu cuttlefish sank its feet into the ground, like the roots of an old tree, without the slightest intention of retreating.

"Sword."

With a light call, the air flow between heaven and earth suddenly swirled, the dust on the ground was lifted, and the Huangfu cuttlefish was like the king who scolded the country, and a sword came, and the air flow suddenly turned into a sword shape, with him as the center, and the monstrous sword intent rose from the ground.

The smoke and dust in the sky, the white shadow and the sword qi, collided violently.

There is no doubt that Huangfu cuttlefish is definitely worthy of the attention of wild solitary son, and even need to go all out, although the two have not burst out to kill, but they each have a breath, to their realm, what supports them to go all out is often no longer the heart of killing the enemy, but it is a breath of mutual verification and seeking, which is this breath, which supports the power to persist with them on the road that is getting narrower and narrower.

Wild solitary son's movements, natural, sick and just right, no one knows the way, one of his actions that seems to fall at any time, in fact, contains a truth that ordinary martial artists can not match, Xiao Bean Sprouts once said that Ye Guzi has been reasoning with different people in recent years, and can let Ye Guzi turn into a Tao to tell, it contains a certain kind of natural trajectory that is not deliberately carved, how can ordinary people see through.

There was a low sound, like a cup falling and smashing.

The little bean sprouts are okay, but after realizing it, the eardrum is slightly vibrating, and the right is a little harsh.

Huangfu Buyi is different, he has taken a step, towards a promising path, but difficult and bumpy road, this road, also called the Tao, like a plant, quietly sows seeds and is germinating.

The process of germination actually contains some kind of truth, or understanding.

Therefore, Huangfu cloth clothes feel more rich than small bean sprouts.

After that soft sound, the corners of Huangfu Buyi's mouth were bleeding, and a touch of crimson hung on his lips, which was unusually distinct.

Little Bean Sprouts wiped his eyes and looked at the two of them who had changed positions a little sluggishly.

On the ground, two pairs of footprints, so deep.

"Good boy, how hard does it take to step through such a few big holes." Little Bean Sprouts stuck out her tongue in amazement, staring at the white-clothed figure, and sighed.

"It seems that the master is really like what my aunt said, he is a top master on top of the top." The little girl didn't know the change in the Huangfu cloth on the other side of the road, tilted her head, and took a few steps back.

I don't know what Lu Dao uses as a comparison standard, but after seeing her take four or five steps back, she said to herself: "It shouldn't be affected so far, right?" ”

Ye Guzi's body, which was opening the second wave of offensive, attacked again, but fortunately he didn't hear Xiao Bean Sprouts' self-talk, otherwise the breath in his heart would not be distracted by Xiao Bean Sprouts.

Ye Guzi's palm slapped again, and the white robe bulged, rolling up the air current, messing up the dust on the ground.

Since the Huangfu cuttlefish is a sword with a qi machine, Ye Guzi will go the opposite way, make it in chaos, slap it with his palm, and smack it, like a hammer hitting an iron block.

Huangfu cuttlefish's eyes were indifferent, his palm stretched out and Ye Guzi kept fighting, ten fingers turned into a sword, and the sword qi burst out and flowed between the palms.

With every unpleasant low sound, the ground shook.

And Huangfu Buyi, who had been staring at the two of them, was already bleeding, and his rather handsome face was already drenched in blood, looking extremely miserable.

Huangfu cuttlefish's expression is still calm and breezy, and after years of penance, his emotions seem to have been like a cold sword, forming a sharp contrast with the wild solitary son.

"That's pretty much it."

Although Ye Guzi didn't look back at Huangfu Buyi, he also knew that the person behind Lu Dao had almost reached the limit.

Huangfu cuttlefish was still silent, he didn't even frown a little, his palm turned over, his palm was upward, and the sword aura was even stronger.

"There's one more trick."

Seeing this, Ye Guzi frowned for the first time, and his head was white.

"Feed the sword with blood, are you him dead?"

Ye Guzi didn't say this sentence, his footsteps were like stepping on clouds, and he greeted him, since he didn't care about Lao Tzu, Ye Guzi had no reason to worry about it.

"Sword Qi."

For the first time, the first sword of Huangfu cuttlefish in the sheath for 40 years, and it was also the first time that Huangfu Buyi was so big to see him out of the sword.

The sword starts, not the sword rises.

In the courtyard behind the Huangfu cuttlefish, a sword box suddenly flew out.

Dark as ink, the sword suddenly opened.

"Look at it."

The second time the Huangfu cuttlefish opened his mouth today, his palm shook, the ghost flickered, and the sword box shook violently, as if he was suppressing something, but he was broken free.

Huangfu Buyi was already at the end of his strong crossbow, his vision was blurred so badly, and his ears, mouth, and nose were stained with blood.

Huangfu cuttlefish's soft cry was like knocking a stick on his heart.

Huangfu Buyi was about to fall, but his heart was terrified, and he bit his tongue suddenly.

A bee-like sound flashed through his mind.

At the moment of falling, Huangfu Buyi just saw the elegance of that sword.

The blowing wind seemed to be still.

The dust on the ground has long since solidified.

At that moment, Huangfu Buyi suddenly longed to draw his sword, but unfortunately he had no strength.

Gu Hong, who had been a little restless, suddenly quieted down.

Quietly rolling to the ground, as if worshipping, the hilt of the sword was facing the half-broken sword in the hand of the Huangfu cuttlefish, making a faint buzz.

The Huangfu cuttlefish, whose hair had completely turned from half black and half hundred, lifted the Huangfu cloth clothes that were unconscious on the ground.

walked into the small courtyard without looking back.

The footsteps paused, with his back to the wild solitary son.

"I'm old, and today I only need to be the last to use the sword."

The palm of his hand was dripping with blood, and the wild solitary son was suddenly a little silent.

"However, my son is still very young, and in a month, he will come to him with a half-cut bridge." After saying this, the Huangfu cuttlefish disappeared carrying the Huangfu cloth like a dead fish.

The wild solitary son stood up, smiling.

The little bean sprouts were in a daze, unable to extricate themselves from that sword for a long time.

One old and one young, stood silently, as if in a cemetery, the wind was blowing, and the people were soon gone. (To be continued......)