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Even though Xie Xiaofeng was poisoned into the bone marrow, eroding bones and turning blood, even Mr. Jian Da, who 'came back from the dead', was helpless, but there were at least two people in this world who could save him.

What's even more rare is that these two people happen to be still in the same place.

When Xie Xiaofeng was sent to the Stone Tablet Forest, not only did his thinking begin to become sluggish, but even his body seemed to be rusty.

Now he is no longer Xie Sanshao of the Divine Sword Peerless, and any famous swordsman on the rivers and lakes is enough to defeat or even kill him.

Wang Dong didn't make a move.

It was Yan Shisan who rescued Xie Xiaofeng, and everyone on the rivers and lakes knew that Yan Shisan's life-killing thirteen swords were fierce and decisive, the weight of the killing machine, and the top martial arts, but they didn't know that his superb medical skills were not much better than all swordsmanship.

Yan Shisan even knew the long-lost secret recipe for hemp boiling, so when he cut Xie Xiaofeng's flesh with a steel knife and scraped his bones inch by inch, Xie Xiaofeng didn't feel pain at all.

Hearing the sound of his bones being scraped by a steel knife with his own ears, this feeling was uncomfortable, but fortunately, Xie Xiaofeng soon lost his energy and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Xiaofeng woke up again.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the bright moonlight, and the sky was full of stars in the still night.

What I heard in my ears was no longer the clicking of bones, but the sound of rushing and rushing water.

When he thought he was going to die, when he opened his eyes again to hear such a wonderful sound and see such a moving night sky, no matter who he was, he would feel lucky.

Similarly, Xie Xiaofeng is full of gratitude to the old man who brought him luck.

The grace of saving lives is greater than heaven. Xie Xiaofeng had to repay, and the old man of Caolu only made one request, asking him to bring his sword and go to a certain place to kill a person on the night of the full moon of the fifteenth!

Xie Xiaofeng agreed.

He is not a pure chivalrous man, since he has come out of the rivers and lakes with a sword. I don't know how many souls are under the sword, among them are the notorious Jiangyang thieves, flower-picking thieves, and of course, there are also fewer famous righteous people and heroes in the rivers and lakes.

He has killed both good and bad people, and he doesn't care about killing one more person.

The old man in the grass house had already begun to chase away the guests, Xie Xiaofeng had to leave, and when he turned to leave, he looked at the river embankment.

A heavy fog filled the river. In the thick fog, a canopy boat was moored on the shore, and a figure stood in the bow of the boat, which seemed to have merged with the fog.

The figure was motionless, but it gave Xie Xiaofeng a strange feeling, like an ethereal and illusory phantom, which would turn into a fog and disappear anytime and anywhere.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes gathered. God's eyes were like electricity, piercing through the darkness and fog. stared at the man standing at the bow of the boat.

But it didn't work.

His gaze pierced the darkness and fog, but he could not see the man's face, whose countenance was as ethereal as his own.

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but by feeling, he had already recognized the other party.

It was the third time he had seen this man.

The first time I saw this person. He was about to kill the big boss and pass by this person face to face, but when he entered the big boss's mansion, he found that not only the big boss was dead, but even Zhu Yeqing had crashed to death on the stone pillar.

The second time I saw this man. He was confronting the Red Flag Dart Board.

It seems that every time I see each other, I am in a very peculiar place, and the other party also seems very leisurely and calm, but he is always very urgent.

The first time he passed in a hurry, Xie Xiaofeng only thought that he was an ordinary passerby, and the second time he had discovered the extraordinaryness of the other party, until now, he finally understood that this was a master, a terrifying master, perhaps much more terrifying than anyone he had seen in his life.

If it was Xie Xiaofeng in the past, he was extremely well-informed, and he should have guessed that the other party was Wang Dong, the 'Sword King' who had recently reappeared in the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately Xie Xiaofeng had been depressed in the past few years, and he was mixed in the market under the pseudonym Aji, cutting off contact with the rivers and lakes.

Xie Xiaofeng smiled, suddenly took a few steps forward, and raised his voice to say hello: "Hello!" ”

He didn't expect the other party to answer, but unexpectedly, an inaudible voice replied, "I'm not good." ”

"Oh?"

"I waited for days just to see that sword, and you came ahead of me, how can I be good?"

When Xie Xiaofeng heard this, he thought about it, and seemed to understand something, and opened his mouth to ask, but there was no answer on the other side.

Xie Xiaofeng was gone, and the stone tablet forest was quiet again.

Yan Shisan had another piece of peach wood in his hand, and the deboned steel knife shone in the moonlight, and it was slashed away one by one.

The peach wood slowly takes shape, and it is in the shape of a sword.

The four-foot-long mahogany was sharpened into a three-foot-seven-inch sword, with a sword and a blade.

Yan Shisan stroked the blade of the sword, the firelight reflected on his face, and his face seemed to be glowing.

His face was already old, but at this time, the whole person seemed to exude a sharp and pressing cold light, which was not uncommon in martial arts.

This is sword light.

But even if all the swordsmen of the entire martial arts are gathered, the light of ten thousand swords added up is not as dazzling as Yan Shisan's!

A light sigh came from the surface of the river and entered the stone tablet forest, and the sigh was filled with indescribable appreciation, regret: "You have finally created this sword, and it is not in vain that I have waited for many days, but such a sword is amazing, it has never been seen before, and I am afraid that it will not be used again in the future, and how can you use a wooden sword." ”

Yan Shisan was silent for a long time, and Fang sighed: "It's a pity that this is no longer the place where I used to sink my sword...... ”

Wang Dong said: "Carving a boat to ask for a sword is something that only a fool can do, but you are not a fool, you can not only find the inspiration of that sword, but also find your sword!" ”

Yan Thirteen didn't speak again, because he had already seen his sword, it was an extremely gorgeous sword, and the scabbard was dotted with thirteen pearls, as if floating in the mist, slowly falling into his palm.

In addition, the wooden sword had been thrown into the fire, Yan Shisan looked down at the long sword in his palm, and looked at it for a long time, until his palm touched the hilt of the sword, and he suddenly drew the sword and unsheathed!

A dragon roared, the sword light flew from the sky, and there was a lightning crack in the stele forest, reflecting the gloomy jungle white.

A thick fog flew in and hid itself in the dense forest, and the black canopy boats moored beside the river embankment disappeared at some point.

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The night in the border city is still noisy and lively, the casinos and brothels are brightly lit, the liquor shops are still closed, and there are still some late-night drunk people.

The big boss thinks that he is the heaven here, and all the people depend on him to live.

He was wrong!

In fact, his death can't change anything, he went to a big boss, or it won't be long before a new boss will emerge here, how the people in the border city lived before, it will still be the same in the future.

Xie Xiaofeng walked on the long street, his steps were very brisk, and there was still a smile on his face, he suddenly thought of those who thought that he Xie Xiaofeng would die, if they saw him appear alive again, would they be frightened.

Just thinking like this, Xie Xiaofeng was startled first.

Because he saw the man again!

- Fourth!

Xie Xiaofeng meditated in his heart, this time there was no heavy barrier on the other party's face, he saw it very clearly, the man slowly walked from the opposite side, followed by a girl in white, holding a black sheath ancient sword in her hand.

Xie Xiaofeng's gaze fell on the black sheath ancient sword for a moment, and he said in a condensed voice: "I look at this sword, it seems a little familiar. ”

Wang moved his long sword upside down, and said noncommittally: "Oh? ”

Xie Xiaofeng said in a deep voice: "If I am not blind, this sword should be enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Divine Sword Villa." ”

"Your eyes are not blind, this sword was originally taken from the ancestral hall of the Divine Sword Villa." Wang Dong smiled and suddenly threw the black sheath ancient sword away.

Xie Xiaofeng copied it with his backhand, already holding the long sword into his palm, and looked at Wang Dong inexplicably.

"The person who saved you is Yan Thirteen, and the person he wants you to kill at the full moon of fifteen is himself!"

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes froze, both surprised and shocked, and he felt that everything was expected.

"Of course, you also know that there are actually two subsequent changes in the Thirteen Swords of Death, the first thirteen swords are just rhizomes, the fourteenth swords are just branches and leaves, and only the fifteenth sword is a blooming flower."

Wang Dong said.

Xie Xiaofeng nodded, even if he didn't know it before, after fighting with Tie Kaicheng, he had slowly figured it out.

"The fifteenth change into the change of heaven and man, once created, not only is there no ancient, but I am afraid that there will be no one to ...... after."

Wang Dong's tone was slight, and he didn't say a word after that—at least in this world. (In addition to the first few chapters, the full moon scimitar is ghostwritten in the back, don't mention it!) ）

Reverence and piety slowly appeared on Xie Xiaofeng's face: "Yes, that sword must be wonderful, just ask the people who learn swords in the world, who doesn't want to see it?" ”

"Are you sure you will take that sword?"

"No, I'm not sure." Xie Xiaofeng's mind slowly appeared with the Thirteen Deadly Swords and the Fourteenth Change, and then thinking about the fifteenth sword, cold sweat could not help but ooze from his palm, but his tone was still sonorous and firm: "But even if it is death, I want to see that sword." ”

"Coincidentally, I want to see that sword too!" Wang Dong's eyes were deep, he looked at Xie Xiaofeng, and said, "But I also know that the person Yan Shisan wants to fight the most is you, if you go to the appointment, I'm afraid that there will be nothing to do with me." ”

He smiled: "The sword in your palm represents the honor of the Divine Sword Villa, since I brought him out of the ancestral hall of the Divine Sword Villa, it is the shame of the Divine Sword Villa anyway, even if you want to wash away the shame, you have to take action against me!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes drooped, staring at the black sheath ancient sword in his palm, and slowly spit out two words: "Not bad!" ”

Wang Dong smiled again: "In that case, why don't you draw your sword?" ”

"Good!"

As soon as the words fell, the ancient sword "Zheng" in Xie Xiaofeng's palm sounded, as if he had suddenly awakened from years of sleep, and let out a roar of joy, a sword light was like a dragon, soaring out of the scabbard, and the poignant and amazing sword light covered the long street in an instant, and came straight towards Wang Dong.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the light of a sword is cold! (To be continued.) )