In the house, the killing intent increased, it was obviously summer, but a cold wind blew into the house.

The two first-class assassins in the net, after receiving Chang Yu's order, drew their swords.

It's just that they didn't rush forward immediately, and they had an obvious pause when facing a powerful opponent like Xuan Qian.

This moment of pause was hesitation, temptation, fear, hesitation, but after that sword light, everything became unimportant.

Chang Yu narrowed his eyes, and Xuan Jian only took out one sword, and he ended the two first-class swordsmen in the net.

Master duel, after that sword light, Chang Yu has already understood that today's Xuan Jian is no longer the thief of the year, nor is he a fierce beast hired by the net.

His killing intent was still sharp, but it became more and more constricted, becoming pure, and his sword intent was pure, not comparable to that of the year.

"It seems that you have indeed grown under Zhao Shuang. It's just that you're here to kill me? ”

Chang Yu's heart has always been suspicious of Ji Wuye's information. Because if that is true, it means that since the Longmen Ferry back then, the desperate sword that the salamander stabbed at Zhao Shuang, the net has gone a lot away over the years.

This is a huge lie, and even Chang Yu does not dare to imagine the bloody truth behind this lie.

But if he thinks about it a little, Chang Yu can't help but have a layer of cold sweat on his back.

"Since I followed the king, I have indeed made progress. But I have not come today to kill you, but only to bring you a message from the king. ”

"What does Zhao Shuang want to say?"

"The king said, if you know each other, you will immediately roll with the net!"

"What if I choose not?"

"Then I'll help you get out!"

With a bang, the situation in the house changed. In a short distance, Chang Yu leaned forward, and his rapid body set off a round air wave.

The invisible air waves were like smoke rings, dissipating in an instant. Except for the people present, I am afraid that they will not be able to feel the fierce momentum of that moment.

The sun and Xuan Jian collided, the sword qi of the two sides collided, and everything in this room began to become fragmented.

"A slave is a minion, and he speaks with the disgusting feeling of your master's condescension."

"Do you mean the time you danced with a sword?"

Xuan Jian sneered, Chang Yu gritted his teeth, and said indignantly.

"Gou Jian has tasted gall, and even tasted the and urine of his husband's errand, what am I?"

The sword momentum accumulated to a certain extent, and the sword qi condensed but did not disperse, surrounding the house.

Chang Yu swung away the long sword, and with a bang, he widened the distance between him and Xuan Xuan.

And at the moment when the two separated, the originally concentrated sword qi exploded and dissipated, and the airflow in the room was stable and became quite calm.

"Xuan Qian, do you think you can defeat me?"

"From the moment you can sacrifice everything for power, you are no longer my opponent."

"Arrogance!"

The anger in Chang Yu's heart was provoked, and when the sun and Xuan Jian collided again, the killing intent and sword qi of both sides increased more than ten times.

With each sword encounter, the momentum and rhythm increase.

The two top swordsmen in the world fought to the death, and the impact brought by them made the entire small courtyard gradually disappear in the sword qi of both sides.

.......

"The flowers fall overnight to know the wind and rain, and the decline of a leaf can know the spring and autumn."

Deep in the mountains, green pines stand tall.

On the Panasonic chessboard, the chess game is still there, but there are no more people who play chess.

"Brother Beiming Dao, why do you sigh like this?"

Zhao Shuang came alone, and saw Bei Yingzi sitting among the pine cranes, stroking his beard and sighing.

"Old friends have passed away one after another, and the people who play chess are no longer there, and I sigh in my heart."

Bei Yingzi threw out a futon and threw it to Zhao Shuang. The other party took the old futon and sat down on the spot.

"At this time, there are many winds and rains, and Daoyou, as the feudal monarch of the Qin State, how can he be in the mood to patrol the mountains and visit friends?"

"It's easy to get a feud, but it's hard to find a friend. No matter how much dust and wind and rain there are, after all, the clouds will cover the eyes. ”

"In this way, Daoyou has already gained."

Bei Yingzi glanced at Zhao Shuang, but the other party smiled.

"Actually, I still have some things, come to ask for help from the Northern Underworld Daoist."

"I know that you kid doesn't have anything good to do at this time. Let me tell you first, my Heavenly Sect has never paid attention to worldly things. If you want to borrow someone to deal with Lü Buwei, don't open your mouth. ”

Why is this old guy such a thief?

Zhao Shuang smiled, after all, he was an old slippery head who had lived for nearly a hundred years, and he was very thief.

"How could I desecrate the noble and pure place of Taoism so much, and let those sesame things in the mortal world disturb the cultivation of my teachers and nephews."

"And who are?"

Bei Mingzi's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he glanced at Zhao Shuang.

"Fellow Daoist! You also know that my Lao Zhao has no knowledge, and it just so happens that in the past few years, I have a few young people with some qualifications, and I want to send them to Taoism and let my teachers and nephews temper and temper them. ”

This is more troublesome than asking someone to deal with Lü Buwei!

After all, if these people of unknown origin have extraordinary backgrounds, I am afraid that there will be considerable trouble.

Bei Yingzi narrowed his eyes, wondering in his heart whether this kid in front of him would dig a pit and bury a trap in it?

"How many people?"

"Daoyou also know that I have developed some power a little over the years, and I have gathered some young people with extraordinary qualifications in the rivers and lakes, the people and the court. Not much, just two. ”

"What's it called?"

"Zhang Liang and Xiao He!"

Bei Mingzi thought about it, and there seemed to be no problem, but there was always a feeling of being taken advantage of by Zhao Shuang, and it lingered.

"Okay! My name is Chi Songzi to prepare, and my Taoist accepts two more disciples, and there is nothing. ”

......

The smoke and dust have cleared, and the small courtyard has become a ruin. Two figures stood in the middle, one tall and the other slightly rickety.

Xuan Jian is holding two swords, a big battle, and the consumption is very large. And the sun covering opposite him looked even more embarrassed.

"You've lost!"

Xuan Qian's voice sounded in Chang Yu's ears, so harsh.

He took a slight breath and straightened up, a disdainful smile on his face.

"I'm not dead, and you're not dead, how can you win or lose?"

"Lu Buwei's men and horses are near here, but there is such a big movement, why haven't you seen him for a long time?"

Xuan Qian's words were like a drop of water dripping into the calm lake, setting off ripples, making Chang Yu's momentum like a brilliant moment, and doubts arose in his heart.

"What do you know?"

"I only know that the king asked me to come here, and I don't have to worry about anything else. And I'm here, and my purpose has been achieved. ”

"Your purpose?"

"As a swordsman, you can only go one step further if you go beyond the shackles of the sword. You struggle for power and become a slave to the sword. Just now, there were several life-and-death encounters, and you chose to retreat, which is why you failed. ”

Xuan Jian smiled, and the figure disappeared into the small courtyard.

"If you don't roll, then you won't have such good luck next time."

Chang Yu looked at the mess all over the ground, clasped his hands, and roared angrily.

"Zhao Shuang!"