At this moment when the night is approaching, it seems that only a gray cloud is left between the heaven and the earth, and the green mountains, clear water, green leaves, and red flowers have all become gray, just like a faint ink painting.

It's a beautiful state, but the dim light will definitely obstruct most people's vision.

Even if you have a pair of 'divine eyes', your vision will definitely be greatly reduced in this environment.

But there is only one kind of person who will not be affected: the blind.

The blind often see more clearly than the able-bodied, and it is not the eyes that should be relied on for them, but the heart.

Mr. Lan Da walked slowly on the path at the foot of the mountain, and although he seemed to walk slowly, he only needed to look at him for a moment, and when he looked again, he was suddenly far away.

Suddenly, there was a gong sound of "dang" in the distance, shattering the silence between heaven and earth. The blind man touched the ground with a bamboo cane and slowly walked out of the woods.

Mr. Lan Da also walked towards him, and when the two of them reached a certain distance, they suddenly stopped at the same time.

The two people stood face to face like stone statues, and after a long time, Ying Wuwu suddenly asked, "Mr. Divine Eye Sword Blue?" ”

"Yes, I'm Lan Yichen." Mr. Lan Da asked rhetorically, "How do you know that it must be me?" ”

"My eyes are blind, but my heart is not blind. It's just that what I can see is what others can't. ”

"What do you see?"

"I saw your sword aura and murderous aura." The blind man said, "How much more do I have ears and can hear." ”

Lan Yichen sighed: "Mr. Ying of the Blind Divine Sword is indeed worthy of being the best among people and the god of swords." ”

The blind man suddenly sneered: "It's a pity that I'm still blind, how can I compare with your discerning eyes?" ”

"You want me to come, just because you can't get used to hearing the word 'divine eye'?"

"Yes." The blind man admitted: "I have been learning swords for 30 years, and I will be famous all over the world, but there is only one wish that has not been fulfilled. ”

Lan Yichen sighed again: "There should be nothing, there should be nothing in your eyes, and you can't imagine that your heart can't contain things." ”

Ying Wuwu said coldly: "Lan Yichen, now I know why you are called Lan Yichen, because you still have a little dust in your heart, and a little arrogance, so you will come." ”

"You're half right." Lan Yichen shook his head: "I have no arrogance in my heart, but there is indeed a piece of dust." For this dust of the years, even if you don't look for me, I will come today. ”

"Years of dust?" Ying Wuwu's eyes rolled twice: "Is the surname of this piece of dust Yang?" ”

Lan Yichen refused to say more: "You don't need to know this, just know that one of us will inevitably die between the two of us today." ”

Ying Wuwu suddenly smiled: "Yes, there is always one of the two of us who is going to die." No matter who dies, it doesn't matter what the dust is. ”

A slender and long sword had been pulled out of his bamboo pole in the blink of an eye, and the cold light trembled like a spirit snake. It kept trembling in the evening breeze, so that people could never see where the tip of his sword was pointing, let alone where he was going to stab, and even the face of the sword light seemed to be changing.

Sometimes it turns red, sometimes it turns blue.

The pupils in Mr. Landa's sharp eyes have also contracted.

The spirit snake sword, the spirit is like a green bamboo, the poison is like a red practice, the soul is broken in seven steps, and the life is gone.

Qingzhu Chilian is the most venomous of the poisonous snakes.

Lan Yichen backhanded, and an ancient clumsy long sword with a sword light as blue as the blue sky was already in his palm.

Blue Mountain Ancient Sword.

The long sword that should be nothing has been trembling, and the ancient sword of the Blue Mountain has not moved. The sword light of Ying Wuwu has been changing, and the ancient sword of the Blue Mountain has not changed.

With static braking, with the same response to change, the ancient sword of the Blue Mountain is as calm as a mountain.

The night has come again, a gray has turned into a darkness, and the startled birds have returned to the forest. Ying Wuwu's sword suddenly stopped trembling, and he sighed. Q: "Is it dark now?" ”

Lan Yichen nodded: "Yes." ”

Ying Wuwu said lightly: "It's dark, I can't see, you can't see, you have eyes and become eyeless, speaking in my heart, I don't want to win against you." ”

"You're wrong!" Lan Yichen's voice was even colder: "Even in the dark night without stars, moons and lights, I can see it the same, because I have two divine eyes." ”

A chrysanthemum bloomed on Ying Wuwu's face: "Since that's the case, then let's fight." ”

Lan Yichen's face changed suddenly.

Why did his face change? Doesn't he have eyes that are not afraid of darkness?

Ying Wuwu sneered: "The more a person lacks something, the more he likes to show off, since three years ago, as long as you appear in the rivers and lakes again, you will inevitably show your pair of divine eyes everywhere, even eating noodles in a small noodle restaurant on the side of the road, you have to deliberately behave." So if I'm not mistaken, your eyes are already dead! ”

"You can try." Lan Yichen's tone was cold and full of confidence. But if someone was nearby, he would definitely see that his face was pale, and the hand holding the sword even had green tendons bursting out.

"If you were still a god's eye, you wouldn't have come at all!" Ying Wuwu shouted: "You have never put a blind man in your eyes, only when your eyes are not good, will you feel that this is a fair duel!" ”

Lan Yichen stopped talking, and suddenly swung his sword, the sword light of the ancient sword grew violently, and the blade of a sword three feet and seven inches long seemed to suddenly grow another foot, and there was an extra blue light on the tip of the sword, which was unstable and brilliant, like a legendary sword qi, and went straight to the door of Ying Wuwu.

This sword is already the result of his life's work!

I heard a "click" sound, and a tree five feet away suddenly broke off at the waist.

Ying Wuwu didn't know when he was already standing three feet outside the tree, and shook his head coldly.

The sword qi only prolongs the length of the sword's attack, no matter how strong the sword qi is, it will not be longer than the spear, and it is useless to stab it.

A master of their level, if a sword misses, it must be a sword miss.

With a sword, the winner has been divided.

But life and death are still undecided.

Mr. Lan suddenly put away his sword and sighed heavily: "I'm ready." ”

Ready for something?

In this case, you can only be ready to die.

Ying Wuwu slowly raised the Spirit Snake Sword, his arm did not move, but the sword body trembled, stabbing forward continuously, making a buzzing sound, it seemed that there was no need for the master's control, this sword could use the most exquisite moves on its own.

Suddenly, there was a rush on the path, and a man shouted, "Stop!" No one is allowed to kill in my land! It doesn't matter who you are. ”

A headcatcher ran on the road, followed by a swordsman, both of them were tired and out of breath, and the young swordsman kept complaining to him: "Do you know how rare a duel of this level is? How much inspiration and help me in sword practice? You may not be able to see it once in your life, you are really eventful, and you still have to block it. ”

The head catcher glared at him, and said angrily: "Nonsense, I am the head catcher, this is my duty." ”