Chapter 327: A Real Failure

The Sword Ancestor's long sword was less than two inches away from Luo Xiaofeng's throat! Two inches, only a finger's long distance!

Such a short distance!

Such a fast sword speed!

Luo Xiaofeng wanted to hide, but it was too late!

The sword aura filled the sky, stabbing at Luo Xiaofeng's throat like lightning.

The Sword Ancestor's long sword was suddenly blocked by something, and the long sword could no longer pierce.

Sword Ancestor's eyes widened, and he was surprised to find that his long sword did not pierce Luo Xiaofeng's throat, but into Luo Xiaofeng's mouth.

At the critical moment of life and death, Luo Xiaofeng actually bit the tip of the sword with his mouth.

The Sword Ancestor was startled, and a terrifying light burst out of his eyes in an instant. He let out a low roar, and the long sword shook violently twice, and the sword body instantly turned red, and wisps of faint green smoke wrapped around the long sword.

The muscles on Luo Xiaofeng's face were spasming violently, his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was desperately holding this breath, his teeth rubbing against the tip of the sword, making a tooth-sore "creaking" sound.

The tip of the sword suddenly became hot, and an incomparably large force pierced through.

Blood flowed from the corners of Luo Xiaofeng's mouth, and he really couldn't hold on. He had to retreat, but the sword was still in his mouth, and he couldn't let go of it for a moment.

But sooner or later!

Luo Xiaofeng's two rows of teeth have reached the limit!

At this critical juncture, behind Jian Zu, an earth-shattering cry suddenly came: "You monster, you are not allowed to bully my master......"

Loud!

People are here!

Stone to!

A stone the size of a millstone, with the sound of the wind, slammed into the Sword Ancestor!

The Sword Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and the sword qi that filled the sky instantly weakened.

Luo Xiaofeng was overjoyed, and he concentrated all his strength on his mouth.

"Thousands of miles away!" Luo Xiaofeng's body quickly retreated.

The sword of the Sword Ancestor was dragged over by Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng floated out dozens of zhang away before he unloaded all the remaining strength of the long sword.

Sword Ancestor fell to the ground, and he stared at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise. He never dreamed that his sword would be snatched away by Luo Xiaofeng.

With these three swords, not only did he not kill Luo Xiaofeng, but Luo Xiaofeng took the sword.

Of course, if it weren't for the stupid stone that distracted the Sword Ancestor, Luo Xiaofeng's throat would have been pierced by the Sword Ancestor's long sword.

But no matter what, it was not Luo Xiaofeng who was defeated, but the Sword Ancestor!

Luo Xiaofeng didn't know when he was already standing in front of the Sword Ancestor. He used two fingers to clamp the head of the sword, the tip of the sword was facing himself, and the hilt of the sword was facing the sword ancestor: "This is your sword, now it's time to return it to its original owner!"

Sword Ancestor raised his head and looked at Luo Xiaofeng, but he didn't take the sword.

Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the silly light standing not far away, and sighed: "If it weren't for the silly light, my third sword, I would never be able to catch it!"

Sword Ancestor let out a long sigh: "Don't comfort me, that's my own reason! A real swordsman will never be so easily distracted." My heart is in turmoil, and when I meet a master like you again, it's normal to fail. ”

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the Sword Ancestor and didn't know what to say.

Sword Ancestor looked at the long sword in Luo Xiaofeng's hand.

This sword was his greatest pride, but he didn't expect that today, it would become his greatest shame.

If a swordsman is robbed of his sword by his opponent, it is equivalent to being killed by his opponent.

If the sword is lost, there is no point in living!

Sword Ancestor looked up at the sky.

The remnant sun is like blood!

The day went by so fast!

Twilight, twilight again!

The sunset on Baimiao Mountain, set against the backdrop of the maple leaves all over the mountain, is heartbreakingly beautiful.

Luo Xiaofeng was standing in front of the Sword Ancestor, but he couldn't feel a little sword qi.

For a master like Jian Zu, whether he has a sword in his hand or not does not have much impact.

You can not have a sword in your hand, but the sword in your heart must last forever.

But the current Sword Ancestor, without a sword in his hand, the sword in his heart was also ruined! He looked at the sunset in the sky, and suddenly felt a tiredness that penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

"I've killed countless people in my life, and now ...... It's my turn!" He glanced up at Luo Xiaofeng and smiled mysteriously: "I have already seen through life and death, and I have been living until now, just because I still have a matter on my mind!"

Luo Xiaofeng frowned, and couldn't help asking, "What's on your mind?"

"The next part of the Excalibur Spectrum is still in the hands of my slut. Jian Zu was originally a dim eye, and suddenly burst out with hatred: "She and Poison Tian knocked me off the Poison Valley Cliff, and also snatched my Divine Sword Spectrum! The sky has eyes, and what they snatched away is only the second part of the Divine Sword Spectrum, and the first part of the Divine Sword Spectrum is still on me! However, if the Divine Sword Spectrum loses the next chapter, it becomes incomplete, and there is no sword technique in the next part, and the sword technique in the first part is just a formality, and the whole set of sword techniques will also lose the soul." ”

Luo Xiaofeng was taken aback, the Sword Ancestor had only learned the first part of the Divine Sword Spectrum, and it was so good. What kind of situation would it be if the upper and lower parts of the Excalibur Spectrum were understood and all of them were learned!

When Luo Xiaofeng thinks about it, his blood will be pumping!

Sword Ancestor looked at Luo Xiaofeng, and suddenly said: "What I promised you, I will never regret it!" From now on, this Divine Sword Spectrum will belong to you, if you can find my slut and recapture the next part of the Divine Sword Spectrum, your swordsmanship attainments will be amazing." ”

Sword Ancestor didn't know what kind of realm the level of swordsmanship would reach after learning the upper and lower parts of the Divine Sword Spectrum! In his lifetime, he probably didn't have the opportunity to know, and now he pinned all his hopes on Luo Xiaofeng. He was physically crippled, so he could only hide his name and cower in this small Baimiaoshan Temple. He has always hidden himself well, and the pain, grievances and resentment in his heart have been temporarily suppressed because of his concealment. He did not dare to go out, he was afraid to see the clouds in the sky, he was afraid to see the flowers on the ground, he was afraid to see the gurgling water of the valley stream, he was afraid to hear the birds singing in the branches, he was afraid to smell the fragrance of the leaves of the mountains.

All the good things of nature reminded him of his woman.

Although his women betrayed him, they even joined forces with other men to kill him.

But he had to find an excuse to forgive her! not because of anything else, but because they had loved each other.

Over the years, he has eaten human flesh and drunk human blood, and he has transferred all his hatred for his women to others.

All these years, he tortured himself desperately. He was outwardly dismissive, but in his heart he still fantasized that one day, his woman would change her mind and return to his side.

Time, day by day, month by month, year by year.

For thirty years, he didn't wait for his woman, but he waited for Luo Xiaofeng. His originally peaceful life was completely shattered.

Looking at the bright red maple leaves on the mountain and the sunset in the sky, he knew that his woman would not come back!

Over the years, he has not only wasted his body, but also his sword! He calls himself the Sword Ancestor, but unfortunately, his heart has always been in turmoil.

(End of chapter)