But Shower Yusheng retracted his eyes, and then raised his hand, and the thin sword went straight forward into the ground, and was thrown in front of Ren Pingsheng with a buzz.

The most powerful person in the world is not the sword, but time.

What to fight now!

One is embarrassed to flee for days, and the other is incomplete in seclusion, even if he settles old grievances, he will not choose this time. Shower Yusheng is sure that the current hermit walker will never be as shameless as he was back then, unless he is facing a life-and-death situation, how can he put down the body of the sword man and do the next thing to sneak attack the injured.

Well.

This wild guest was unarmed, so he calmly put his hands behind his back, obviously unclothed, but on the contrary, he was more generous than the white hair of a jasper staff in front of him. It's as if he wasn't the one who did all the things that offended people in the past. And at this time, the person who is weak and short of breath is Ren Pingsheng who is holding a weapon!

Ren Pingsheng was almost laughed at angrily. But this form is more like the person who has written and corresponded with him over the years. The images of the past that had come to mind since the beginning of the sword in the rain faded little by little.

Wilderness tourists, northwestwalkers. If he didn't really have similar interests, even if he was in seclusion, Ren Pingsheng would not agree to invest in the shares.

Shower Yusheng is the same, he is not sure of three points, and he will not deliberately lead the sword behind him like kraft candy to this side. It's not the first time I've encountered something like this. The former enemies were full of grievances all over the world, and now they touched their hard beards and coughed lightly, thinking in their hearts, what should they do if they chase after the past?

Du Fanglin once said something to him, and hit him back with his face!

"I have no intention of arguing against it." Shower Yusheng is very single, "A hundred years is a long time, how many old people are left now?" Is it you, me, or is it less sword and ingenious workmanship? "Friend of the pot, if you fight and kill again, there will be no one......

He faced Ren Pingsheng directly, his eyes were shrewd, his beard shook and shook, and he looked like a scoundrel: "Are you hungry?" I'll cook you a bowl of soup to eat? ”

It would be nice if it could end like this.

It's a pity that Du Fanglin and Shirenjun, who were still halfway through, suddenly stopped at the same time and raised their heads.

A letter came in the air, and when he caught a glimpse of the familiar handwriting, he was very relieved and automatically retreated, allowing Du Fanglin to catch the letter.

The letter was written by Shower Yusheng, and the content was three or two words and one line: I am fine, on the peak of the rising sun, duel with others, don't come!

And so it ended.

After dealing with the old-timers along the way, Du Fanglin himself was a little sleepy. If you talk too much, it's really difficult, you can't scold and you have to maintain your character steadily, you can't complain, you can't be strict with yourself, and you can treat others leniently...... If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to see what tricks Shower was selling, he would have found a reason to stay away from such a useless and dangerous person.

In the final analysis, just as Lao Su unconditionally helped his friends; In today's martial arts, Lao Du will never believe that Shower Yusheng will seriously make himself dangerous, even if he is a newcomer with a sword, under the condition of preparation, he should always be able to escape!

Du Fanglin didn't believe that Shower Yusheng would really be in danger. Then this letter is simply ...... A letter?

The Confucian raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, but did not say anything for a while.

People feel that they are very gentleman watching the content of the letter, and they raise their eyebrows, Chaoyang Peak? "But I need to go around and find out what is going on, no matter what!" It seems that something happened after the sword left at hand, so I went to find out, or I got something.

"No need." Du Fanglin put away the letter and looked up at the sky. The peaks of the bitter realm have always been named arbitrarily, and the so-called rising sun is mostly nonsense...... The sun rises in the east, and the sun of the mountain, "on the other side." "Behind a maple red, there is only one mountain undulating, and at this time it is the new sun hanging high, casting blazing fire!

"Let's take a look." Anyway, along the way, except for leaving halfway for a while, it was all led by Du Fanglin. People feel that Shijun is probably the most innate old-timer, and naturally has no objections at this time, and he does it casually. After receiving the letter, both of them relaxed a little. A heart is coming to an end...... The other, with a gentle expression, couldn't tell what he was thinking.

As a result, the pace of progress is not as fast as expected.

On the mountains, bathed in the golden sun, the autumn flowers are in full bloom, compared with the gorgeous maple leaves, it is not a kind of elegance. The place designated by Ren Pingsheng, a senior traveler who is a connoisseur of secluded exploration, is naturally a step-by-step landscape, which is refreshing and pleasant. It's a pity that between the rugged and majestic mountains and rocks, a long sword is inserted on the left and right, which makes there be a trace of disharmony in the mountain wind. The sword, as if it were a sound.

Ren Pingsheng said: "The books and periodicals are good. ”

His adopted daughter spends her days thinking about the little stories attached to the samples sent every month. and the one dedicated to Fengyue, which was also sent by an old friend to pre-order early. But how to know who the source of these books and periodicals is, I am afraid that people who know the name of Nian Buping want to chop their hands from now on.

The jasper staff leans on the mountain stone, the red tassel of the Danfeng sword flutters in the wind, the sword is elegant, the hilt is red, and the wings are like the first exhibition of the maple leaves. And Shower Yusheng knows even more that when this sword is unsheathed, it is as bright as snow, one side is dyed red, and with the exclusive sword path of the right single edge, it is even more prosperous in one scene!

"Thanks to you, otherwise this part of the travelogue will be difficult to sell, greedy for money...... "The family background is meager, thanks to the support of friends from all walks of life, Shower Yusheng barely paid off the balance of the materials owed to Lao Du. He had already taken advantage of the gap to change his clothes, although his beard was not shaved, his hair was still messy, and it looked like he had borrowed someone else's coat, with his sleeves rolled up, and his big rough hands and five fingers were on the long sword with a golden brown handle and a thin and light body!

The weapon that originally belonged to the hidden trace of the cultivator of the Northern Regions was held in the hands of this person, and it became more and more narrow. This is a long sword that has been in the dust for many years, and it is remembered for a long time. But the sword is not the same, and even if people are similar, they cannot withstand a long time.

"This battle, life and death have no complaints."

Ren Pingsheng raised his sleeves, turned his back behind him with one hand, and held the sword with his backhand in the other hand, slowly twitching Danfeng. At this time, it is revealed that the single-edged sword is different from ordinary sword weapons.

A sharp force is like snow, and I am extremely powerful! The side is as red as blood, it seems that there is room for it, but in fact there are thousands of possibilities, and there is no room for marks.

This is not the same as the "margin" of Lao Linghu's life's masterpiece stolen by Shower Yusheng. People always subconsciously seek out the familiar things in front of them. But this war is a matter of life and death, and Shower Yusheng has no choice but to exhaust:

"Ren Pingsheng, I'm sorry!"

A single-edged flank, not a knife.

The blowing snow and the room were nailed to the trunks side by side, at the mouth of the valley not far from here.

Through the valley mouth, you can go up the trail to the sunny side of the mountain.

Entrusting the matter of dealing with the demon world to Linghu Shenyi, the lord of Jufengli, is the northern region where Du Fanglin took the time to go in person when he lived in seclusion in the bamboo forest hut. In any case, he would not mistake the grievance and lay it on the trunk of the tree, the two stalks that should have been hung in the hut and waited for the opportunity to blow snow and leeway.

Lao Linghu is about to cry......

But at the same time, Du Fanglin also felt something that was not quite right. Is this posture really coming from Shower?

He crossed the valley, his pace quickened by three points, and he used light skills!

Very Jun was slightly aware of it and followed closely, and did not say anything more. The two of them walked one after the other, and after a quarter of an hour they crossed the treetop forest and reached the top open area. I saw that as far as the eye could see, a strange rock was craggy, the white clouds were far away, the mountains were full of flowers, and it was a good place to go.

However, when I saw it, the battle was nearing its end, and there was no sword aura, nor was it broken by the wind, as if everything was suppressed within a radius of three zhang, countless traces cut the mountains and stones, and countless agitations turned into cold light under the sun!

All dangers, inseparable from two figures, all life and death, just a stone's throw away!

At the moment when Du Fanglin raised his head, a sword light slashed across the side of Shower Yusheng's neck, and the two suddenly separated, and the Danfeng sword blade meandered and flowed blood.

It's like someone who is in the middle of a duel is suddenly disturbed, but in the eyes of someone of the rank like Non-Shir-kun, it is already clear that the winner is the winner.

Fight swords, fight dangers, fight life and death! Shower Yusheng raised his hand with a sword and supported his body without a finger. This is the second time in three days and nights that he has made such a gesture, "Didn't you say, don't you come!" ”

The dust settled.

Ren Ping took the Danfeng Sword in his hand, and the jasper bamboo staff flew automatically and was held in his hand.

The timing was wrong, it came suddenly, and you could only see the end of the battle, a half-style trick. At a glance, the person recognized that the walker in front of him was using a single-edged sword. "You've lost." Ren Pingsheng said so.

When you take one step, you have to step forward. But Du Fanglin raised his sleeves to block the way forward!

"You're right not to come."

A few feet away from the two people, the shower bathed in the golden sun and slowly raised his head. The previous scene where the sword slashed through his neck may have seemed to be just an illusion, but Du Fanglin blocked the palm of Shi's hand, but it was slightly cold.

"This is my family's business." Shower Yusheng's voice turned sharp: "Lao Du, next, you are not allowed to move!" ”

Very Jun heard Du Fanglin say: "Okay." ”

"You owe me three innocent lives." Ren Pingsheng was holding a jasper bamboo cane, and the red maple had turned into a maple leaf at the head of the cane. The walker lowered his eyes slightly, motionless, and did not pay attention to anyone else.

"So, one of them is flat!" Shower Yu said, "A sword is worth a life, then you still owe a third ......"

He took a deep breath and said lightly, "I'll pay you back." ”

Suddenly there was a burst, how miserable.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly raised his head, and saw the blood mist in the sky, and the ashes were gone! Maybe there was no help, so he broke it off by himself, and when Lao Tie's muscles were obviously bulging, he had the opportunity to come forward to save it.

Du Fanglin did not move.

This time, Shijun raised his hand, sighed softly, and slowly put it on the shoulder of the person in front of him.

But Du Fanglin mistakenly thought that he saw the little red pieces of paper flying in the sky.

The blood mist spilled by the explosion and death was real, and the illusion in front of him seemed to be real. Which is true or false, just like the Fuyan Mountain that he arranged with his own hands. Red, as bright as peach blossoms, is also as dazzling as this time! When Du Fanglin's mind was blank, he didn't know why he hadn't stepped forward. It's still the same thing in his ears, you can't move.

After the red mist, the land was in shambles. One man was shattered to the extreme, and all that was left was an unrecognizable pool of blood. The sword fell to the ground with a thud, and the smell of blood came from the wind...... It was only at this point that the very gentleman finally had some doubts dispelled.

That's just a suspicion of this death.

It's ridiculous.

There are many hardships along the way, but I came to witness an abrupt death! This is the feeling in Du Fanglin's heart at this moment.

He suddenly thought that the only person in this world who could live for himself was gone.

Du Fanglin should not have written a letter to invite a free shower from the Northwest Wasteland.

It was his game that killed his friend, and it was probably a matter of time.

Until Ren Pingsheng turned back, avoiding the very gentleman, and cast a glance at him from a very hidden angle.

That means: fake!