The fifteenth sword, Xia Yunmo can't stab out, no matter what.

He just saw Tie Kaicheng's "Thirteen Swords of Death", and after having some insights, he tried to deduce the fifteenth sword.

However, if the fifteenth sword did not have the support of the previous fourteen swords, it would only be a castle in the air.

Moreover, in this darkness, there seemed to be something that was stopping Xia Yunmo and preventing him from using this sword.

Tie Kaicheng's eyes were straight, he didn't expect that there were really fifteen swords. And he didn't expect that Xia Yunmo would be able to deduce some of the fifteenth sword after watching it.

Tie Kaicheng didn't know that it was okay for Xia Yunmo to deduce the previous point, but if he was allowed to completely push it out, with his current realm, he might consume years, tens, or even decades of time.

Xie Xiaofeng suddenly said: "I see! ”

Tie said honestly: "What? ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "The thirteen swordsmanship of the Deadly Thirteen Swords is subtle and profound, this fifteenth sword is the sword of the sword, the essence of the swordsmanship, these fifteen changes are like ...... It's like ......"

Tie said honestly: "What is it like?" ”

Xia Yunmo said: "Like a flower? ”

Tie Kaicheng frowned and said, "Flowers? ”

Xia Yunmo said: "The thirteen swords that kill you, the thirteen swords in front of you are just the roots of flowers." The fifteenth sword is the branch and leaf of the flower, and only the last fifteen sword changes, the flower blooms, and death blooms. This is the real life-killing sword technique. ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "The fiery roots of the sun, the unpredictable branches and leaves, the dead and silent flowers, this is the life-killing thirteen swords." Without the final fifteenth sword, this set of swordsmanship would be worthless. ”

Tie Kaicheng said: "If Yan Thirteen can really use the fifteenth sword, what should I do?" ”

Xie Xiaofeng affirmed: "Not only am I not his opponent, but there is no one in the world who is his opponent." ”

With that, he looked at Xia Yunmo with burning eyes.

Tie Kaicheng also looked at it, he knew Xia Yunmo's swordsmanship, and he also believed in Xie Xiaofeng's judgment.

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "The third young master has said so, then it is really possible for me to die under this fifteenth sword." ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "However, you still have to go." ”

Xia Yunmo smiled: "If it's you, will you go?" ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "As long as I can see that kind of swordsmanship appear in the world, even if I die under his sword now, I will have no regrets in dying." ”

His face was also glowing with excitement, for Xie Xiaofeng, only the sword was the real pursuit in his life, his real life.

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "My dedication to kendo is not as good as you, not as good as Yan Thirteen, but not bad." ”

…………

"Outside the city, to the southwest, fifty miles.

There is a big river, a lonely boat, and an old man, which is Yan Thirteen. ”

This is the news coming out of the Tianzun organization.

The wind blew softly.

A faint mist filled the surface of the river, and there was a faint spark on the surface of the river that flickered and flickered.

No, it's not a light, it's a fire.

In front of Xia Yunmo and the three of them, a lonely boat appeared, a small red clay stove.

The flickering light of the fire shone on an old man sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, this old man with a green hat and a green coat.

And this person is naturally Yan Shisan.

Who would have thought that the old man in front of him, who was in his last years and the loess was about to be buried in his eyebrows, would be Yan Shisan.

At the beginning, the sword was invincible, dominating the world, and making countless people fearful of Yan Shisan.

Seeing Yan Shisan at this time, Xia Yunmo couldn't help frowning.

Yan Shisan once rushed to Shenjian Villa to fight Xie Xiaofeng to the death.

But when he heard the news of Xie Xiaofeng's "death", he felt that there was no opponent in the world, and then he retreated from the sword.

Before he went into hiding, he was upright and prime, high-spirited, and unparalleled in swordsmanship, although he was only a prodigal son, he was also a prodigal son full of charm.

He had been in seclusion for less than ten years, but he was the way he is now.

Maybe he's thirty now, maybe he's in his forties, but there's no way he's going to be that old.

What's more, Yan Shisan is a swordsman unparalleled in the world, with superb and profound internal skills. Don't say that these thirty or forty years old, even if they are seventy or eighty years old, they are still fierce dragons and tigers, and killing people is like killing dogs.

Then he now has only one explanation, deducing and casting the fifteenth sword.

Cangjie made words, the heavenly machine was leaked, and the ghosts and gods cried together. When the fifteenth sword is created, then the ghosts and gods should also weep.

This sword represents killing, it represents death, and when this sword is created, it is not known how many people will die under this sword.

How could heaven and earth allow this sword to exist?

In addition, in the words of "martial arts world", the world's number one master is the lucky one blessed by the luck of heaven and earth, and there is something called "world value", which forms a wonderful cycle with heaven and earth.

But if Yan Thirteen wanted to create such a sword, he had to fight with heaven and earth, plundering the power of heaven and earth, how could heaven and earth let him live.

This world is too small to allow the appearance of the fifteenth sword.

If it were in a world like "The Legend of Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" or "Fengyun", perhaps Yan Shisan would already be a grandmaster-level figure now.

He was born in this world, and he could only be born by the backlash of this world.

Yan Shisan was close to running out of oil at this time, even if Xia Yunmo had the heart to help, it would be difficult to treat him.

Lifespan comes from the sky, and among the people Xia Yunmo has encountered, there is no one who can compete with the sky.

Xia Yunmo's heart couldn't help but ripple at the moment, he was influenced by Zhou Fang in "Huanhua Washing Sword Record", and his teaching method was natural.

However, taking nature as a teacher is ultimately limited by nature.

Although Tie Kaicheng was a little surprised to see Yan Shisan's current appearance, he still vaguely recognized Yan Shisan's appearance, his heart was agitated, and he couldn't help but walk forward, but Xia Yunmo grabbed his arm.

Xia Yunmo said: "Don't bother him now, wait a minute." ”

Xie Xiaofeng also nodded.

Now, Yan Thirteen is still deducing the fifteenth sword, and this sword is not yet complete.

He is in the best condition now, and in no more than ten days, he can completely deduce this sword.

In the following time, Xia Yunmo and the three of them waited on the shore, but fortunately, Xia Yunmo had expected it and had already prepared a tent for the three of them to rest.

Time passed day by day, and on the eighth day, Yan Shisan finally picked up the wooden sword in his hand.

I saw him stab forward gently, and the fire of the furnace was suddenly extinguished, and although the blade of the sword was shaking, it stopped flowing at this moment.

Absolute stillness, absolute death.

Even the river under the boat seems to have stopped.

The river is dry, the changes are exhausted, life is over, and all things die, this is the true essence of the "Thirteen Swords of Death", this is the sword of life.

At this moment, Yan Shisan seemed to have aged a lot.

With a "snap", the wooden sword disconnected, fell on the ship's board, and turned into a cloud of powder.