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Su Yang grabbed Lu Xiaofeng.

"He'll win." Su Yang said.

"How do you know?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

As he spoke, Simon Blowing Snow suddenly made a sword.

Lu Xiaofeng thought that he had seen it wrong, and Hua Manlou had already frowned.

He had already made many swords before, but this one was the strangest one.

His opponent Dugu Yihe was obviously on his side, and his sword actually stabbed into the empty air on the other side, at least half a foot away from Dugu Yihe's body, and it looked as if he had made a mistake under the fierce fight.

But how could a master like him have a half-foot gap in his sword?

Even half a cent, half a millimeter and half a centimeter are impossible, if Simon can blow the snow when he can deflect the sword by half a foot, even if he is a blood cow, the blood on his body has already been blown by others.

But he just stabbed such a sword that seemed completely unreasonable.

The blade of the sword whispered, obviously the sword had been infused with all of his strength, and it was not a false move.

Dugu Yihe's face changed.

Before, Ximen Fuxue attacked his sword with three flaws, and he was unmoved, and this sword, which seemed to be unable to harm him at all, made his face change dramatically.

In the next moment, Dugu Yihe's body moved half a foot to the side, and he actually took the initiative to put his chest on the tip of Ximen Blowing Snow's sword.

Just from this trick, it seems that these two people are not doing a game of life and death, but doing a pre-agreed performance, Ximen Fuxue already knew Dugu Yihe's next actions and the flaws in it.

Since the speed is too late to catch the flaw when it appears, attack the flaw before it appears.

It was only now that everyone found out that the Xinmen Blowing Snow Sword was not only crooked, but jīng was terrifying, and the tip of his sword was aimed at Dugu Yihe's heart, and it was exactly the same.

When the sword was drawn, there was still blood on the blade.

Dugu Yihe looked at the blood on other people's swords, watching his blood being blown down drop by drop, and there was no pain and fear on his face, but suddenly shouted: "I understand, I understand......"

Simon Blowing Snow said: "He said he understood!" ”

For the arrival of Ximen Blowing Snow, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou didn't seem to be surprised at all, Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said, "What did he understand?" ”

The yīn shadow in Ximen Fuxue's eyes was heavier, and he let out a long sigh and said, "Maybe he has understood that life is short, like morning dew." Perhaps he has understood that the prestige he has gained regardless of the prestige he has gained is nothing more than a void ...... in the end."

Lu Xiaofeng pondered and said slowly: "It's because life is short, so you can't waste it - does he really understand?" Still don't get it? What exactly is it trying to say? ”

A lazy voice came from the side, interrupting the two of them.

"I said could the two of them talk in a normal way?"

Although it was the first time Su Yang had seen Ximen Blowing Snow, he seemed to be very familiar with Ximen Blowing Snow, and said to him very casually: "What does he understand, don't you really know?" If you don't know, how can you know the flaw in his next move, so that you can attack the sword towards that flaw in advance? ”

Ximen Fuxue stared at Su Yang for a long time, and suddenly asked something that seemed unrelated.

"You use a sword? With sword energy? ”

Although Ximen Fuxue also has sword qi, his sword qi is a kind of momentum and pressure, while the sword qi he learned from the Blue Mountain swordsmanship is to force the skill out of the tip of the sword and extend the attack distance of the sword, the two are not the same thing.

Su Yang knew very well which kind of "sword qi" Ximen Fuxue was asking, so he nodded.

Ximen Fuxue's eyes had already begun to move towards Su Yang's sword.

Looking at the white-clothed swordsman in front of him, Su Yang suddenly felt that something was not good, a chill suddenly rose up on his spine, and he suddenly hid behind Hua Manlou without thinking about it, stared at Ximen Blowing Snow with wide eyes, and subconsciously said, "What are you going to do?" ”

Although Hua Manlou once said that Ximen Blowing Snow is not the kind of boring person who finds someone to compete with swords at every turn, as people don't imagine, at least he is not enough for this level. However, if he knew that he could send out his sword qi and came to Cháo to make this request, no one here would be able to stop him.

You can not care about a lazy person, but it is possible for a madman to do anything.

Unlike Ximen's sword competition and Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts competition, this guy won't keep his hands, and if he loses, he will die.

What's more, to be a swordsman, in front of Ximen Blowing Snow, Su Yang actually has the urge to draw his sword and try it in his heart, in order to avoid the evil consequences of this impulse, simply stay away, as the so-called can't provoke me and can hide.

Ximen Fuxue frowned slightly, and said, "I didn't expect that the guy who could make Lu Xiaofeng shave off his beard would be so timid." ”

"Nonsense!" Su Yang glared at him: "I will never compete with you, I am not tired of being crooked." ”

Ximen was stunned for a moment, and said randomly: "When did I say that I was going to compete with you for a sword?" ”

"Then you ask me about sword qi?" Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief, his heart was relaxed again, but there was still a bit of indescribable loss.

"I want to take a closer look at your sword energy." West Gate Snow Blowing Road.

Su Yang nodded, stood three feet away from a thigh-thick tree, and suddenly drew his sword.

A pale blue sword aura flashed on the blade of the sword, and it slashed silently through the trunk of the tree.

With a bang, the tree broke into two, and the upper half slammed into the ground, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

Ximen Fuxue closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened his eyes again and said to Su Yang: "This is not the right way, I hope you don't go astray." ”

His words were simple, but the three people present could understand the meaning.

There are thousands of avenues, there is no good or evil, and they can all reach the peak, and the so-called distinction between good and evil in martial arts only depends on the situation of the martial artist.

If Su Yang's current skill is as profound as that of Mr. Lan Da, and his moves are comparable to that of Dugu Yihe, then this kind of sword qi is the right way. On the contrary, Su Yang's martial arts are not at the peak of the best now, if he blindly covets the sword qi and ignores the sword itself and his own skill cultivation, then this sword qi is an evil way.

The way of martial arts, with the right combination, with the odd victory, is the fundamental. If it is not thick, it is difficult to be powerful, if it is not kept, it is not surprising, and it is not enough to talk about strangeness without righteousness.

The most basic principles and rules of everything often sound the simplest, but they are the closest to the 'Tao' of the matter. Ximen Blowing Snow's words, in just a dozen words, have already said the fundamental way of martial arts.

"Thank you." Su Yang nodded seriously.

Simon Fuxue nodded silently, and suddenly said something very surprising.

Suddenly, he said, "I'm hungry." ”

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him in surprise and said, "Are you hungry?" ”

Simon Fuxue said coldly: "I will always be hungry after I kill someone." ”

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