Chapter 36, the line between life and death

Thought, the foundation of human existence.

Everyone has their own thoughts, and in the same way everyone has their own thoughts. In Murong Qiudi's heart, almost most of the thinking is almost the same, only a few people think very differently from ordinary people, and these people are either above ordinary people or below ordinary people.

Murong Qiudi's self-confidence is not inferior to anyone, and she is confident that there are few people she can't deal with today, but today's self-confidence has been hit hard. Shen Luoyan is extremely intelligent, literary and martial, and all of them are refined. In the past, Murong Qiudi was just jealous, Murong Qiudi would never be afraid of Shen Luoyan who only had a few faces, but today Murong Qiudi had a fear in his heart, he suddenly found that not only could he not guess Shen Luoyan's thoughts, but even Shen Luoyan's thinking logic was not clear.

Famous? Why did they make the ordinary famous, why did they design the killer to kill the ordinary, and why did his ultimate goal kill the ordinary? ?

Murong Qiudi couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out.

Shen Luoyan had a faint smile on her face, although the smile was faint, but Murong Qiudi, who was also above the women in the crowd, saw the confidence in controlling everything from that faint smile, and saw the determination of Zhizhu in her hands.

Is all this really in the hands of Shen Luoyan?

A chuckle sounded outside the house, "Nearly half a year of planning has been brewing, and now it's finally time to blossom and bear fruit, ordinary, ordinary, should I thank you??" ”

Hearing this voice, Murong Qiudi's face changed drastically, and suddenly he cleared up all the clues that had accumulated in his mind. All, all the care is clear, and absolutely nothing is missing.

Murong Qiudi looked at Shen Luoyan and said slowly, "It turns out that this is your purpose!" ”

Shen Luoyan smiled slightly, looked up at the Divine Sword Villa standing on top of Cuiyun Peak, and said: "If ordinary can get rid of Xie Xiaofeng, then our plan will be more perfect, hehe, ordinary, ordinary, I hope you don't disappoint us!" ”

A blow of cold finger power like a golden rainbow lightning directly hit Shen Luoyan, the finger strength was sharp and extremely fast, and he was about to take off Shen Luoyan's incense soul in the blink of an eye, but Shen Luoyan's expression remained unchanged, looking at the sharp finger strength, Shen Luoyan didn't even take a step back.

In fact, Shen Luoyan didn't need to retreat at all, because just when Murong Qiudi sent out that shocking finger with the true strength of his whole body, a burly figure in black had already blocked in front of Shen Luoyan, and immediately a majestic palm power bombarded towards Murong Qiudi, who had obtained Sen Han's palm strength.

Murong Qiudi also felt that the power of this person's palm was strong and majestic, which was rare in the world, and if he forcibly fought with him, the chances of victory were slim, so he turned around and flew backwards like a flying swallow. Just as Murong Qiudi was flying back, Shen Luoyan's sweet voice sounded in his ears: "Finally can't help but do it?" Miss Murong, in fact, I have long known that you never want Xie Xiaofeng to die, and you definitely don't want Xie Xiaofeng to lose, because even if Xie Xiaofeng is not more, you still love Xie Xiaofeng, you can't change this, Xie Xiaofeng can't change it, and no one can change it! ”

Murong Qiudi didn't speak, although he knew that Shen Luoyan was all right. But Murong Qiudi didn't even have a chance to speak, the person in front of her was fierce in martial arts, and his momentum was compelling, as if a god had descended into the world, he was a first-class master in the world, and she had no upper hand with her opponents several times, how could she have the leisure to talk and laugh with Shen Luoyan and feast?

The sweet voice sounded again, but the voice was already full of murderous intent: "Send my good sister Miss Murong on the road!" ”

Immediately, Shen Luoyan had already turned back, and at this time, another person suddenly appeared in the Jingshe, this person was the famous powerhouse [White-clothed Divine Arrow] Wang Bodang, just one person in front of him was already difficult for Murong Qiudi to deal with, plus one Wang Bodang, Murong Qiudi would definitely die.

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Excalibur Villa, Maple Grove.

Xie Xiaofeng and ordinary stand opposite each other.

Ping Fan looked at Xie Xiaofeng and said coldly: "Your father is gone!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "I know! ”

Ping Fan sneered: "It's a pity that Xie Xiaofeng is not Xie Xiaofeng yet!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng stared at the ordinary and said, "That's why you haven't made a move?" ”

Pingfan said: "I want to win the person is Xie Xiaofeng, not the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa who is bound by the shackles of the Divine Sword Villa, you should understand the meaning of my words!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng was silent for a while, and said with a wry smile: "I naturally understand, but you will definitely be disappointed, no matter what, I am Xie Xiaofeng and the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, so you are facing both Xie Xiaofeng and the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa who is bound by the shackles of the Divine Sword Villa!" ”

Pingfan said: "I can wait!" ”

"What are you waiting for?"

"When you are no longer bound by the shackles of Excalibur Villa, or when you break free from the shackles at that moment, even that moment is enough for us to divide the victory!"

Xie Xiaofeng smiled slightly, and said: "It's only a moment for the swordsman to make a move, and it's only a moment to tell the winner, but you don't have to wait any longer, because you definitely can't wait, one day is Xie Xiaofeng, one day is Xie Xiaofeng, one day is the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, one day is the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, and the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa is the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa for the rest of your life!" ”

The ordinary face suddenly turned cold, he stared at Xie Xiaofeng's eyes, and said word by word: "Therefore, Xie Xiaofeng can't be defeated, and Divine Sword Villa can't be defeated either!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "This is a belief that I have taken root many years ago, and I must not be defeated, no matter who I face, whether it is you or Yan Shisan!" I, Xie Xiaofeng, must not be defeated, and I will not be defeated! ”

Ordinary people have completely understood what Xie Xiaofeng meant, the words have been exhausted, and the words have been exhausted, so the swordsmen will ask the sword, only the sword is the only answer between the swordsmen, seeking the answer in the sword, isn't it something that the swordsman has been fighting amazing duels for thousands of years? ?

The ordinary words were over, but Xie Xiaofeng's words were not as ordinary as Xie Xiaofeng's looking at the ordinary, he suddenly arched his hand and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Ping Fan said coldly: "Why thank you? ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Even if I don't want to admit it, my father is the pressure I can, if he is here, my strength will definitely not be able to exert ninety percent, so I want to thank you!" ”

Ordinary and indifferent: "Why do you thank me? I'm just for myself, it's Xie Xiaofeng who I'm looking for, not Xie Wangsun! After today's battle, no matter whether I win or lose, I have no grudges with Shenjian Villa! ”

Xie Xiaofeng arched his hand, bowed again, and said, "Thank you!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng did not agree that Xie Wangsun had come to the mountain for him to try his sword, Xie Xiaofeng was frank and swaggering on the rivers and lakes, and never did anything despicable. Although the purpose of his father's assassination of Ordinary was only to lead Ordinary to his upper fortune, he also disagreed very much.

But what if you don't agree? Things have been done, then the only thing is to bear.

As far as he knew, the ordinary sword had too many similarities with Yan Shisan's sword, the same as fast as lightning, as fierce and vicious as a poisonous snake, as unpredictable as the wind and clouds in the sky, and as difficult to judge the trajectory of the sword with his eyes.

But Xie Xiaofeng never thought that ordinary was Yan Thirteen, and even Xie Xiaofeng recognized that the fledgling ordinary was not inferior to Yan Thirteen, but only debuted later than Yan Thirteen.

In addition to some battle records between swordsmen, the only way to do this is when the opponent stands in front of him and really draws his sword. Ping Fan has not yet made a sword, and Xie Xiaofeng has not yet made a sword, but at this moment, they have already felt each other's strength, and they can definitely be regarded as one of the most dangerous opponents they have ever met in their lives, and they can even be said to be the most dangerous opponents.

As for whether it is the latter, then the only way to ask is the sword in your hand.

The ordinary words have long been exhausted, and Xie Xiaofeng's words have been late, and the sword is about to come out.

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Shenjian Villa is a gold-lettered signboard, and no matter who mentions Shenjian Villa on the rivers and lakes, everyone respects it. At the beginning, Shenjian Villa and Wuzheng Villa were called the two major villas in the rivers and lakes, and their names were inferior even in Shaolin Wudang, but now Shenjian Villa Wuzheng Villa is not as good as in the past, but its status in the rivers and lakes is not inferior and proportionate, and its status is transcendent.

He's an old man, he's an old man who has lost two sons. The eldest son has a high level of martial arts, but he died young in a battle with the Demon Gate ten years ago, and the second son is strong in martial arts, and he is not inferior to the world's heroes in terms of literary talent, and even the famous Xiao Li Feidao on the rivers and lakes has said that this son has the talent of the champion, but unfortunately because of illness, he finally died of illness.

In his fifties, the white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and he has lost two excellent sons in a row. I don't know if it was God's mercy, and God sent him a third son.

This third son is even better than the previous two, he seems to be blessed by the gods and Buddhas, whether it is martial arts or literary strategy is not inferior to anyone, at the age of thirteen his son has defeated the top swordsmen of Huashan, at the age of fifteen he has been famous in the rivers and lakes, at the age of twenty after ninety-two battles, never defeated, casting a myth of the youngest on the rivers and lakes.

The old man stood in front of the maple forest, looking at the falling maple leaves in the sky, and he said that he was the only son who was still alive in this world, and the best son, and now he was fighting a duel with life and death, and all this was given to him by him, the best son?

Is it worth it? The old man asked himself.

Previously he certainly thought it was worth it, but now? The old man didn't know.

When he saw that his son was silent because of Murong Qiudi's death, and his face was as pale as paper, his heart was like a knife.

Is it all worth it?

The maple leaves are as red as fire, and the old man's heart is also worried like fire, and he sighs softly, I don't know how much helplessness he had!

"Xie Xiaofeng, you can't lose, you can only win, you can only win!" At this time, a crisp and cold voice sounded in the old man's ears, the old man's body shook violently, and his originally cloudy eyes were suddenly as sharp as knives, looking at the person coldly.

Immediately, the old body trembled violently.

Xie Wangsun was famous in the rivers and lakes in the past, I don't know how many strange things I have seen, and I don't know how many strange people I have seen, but I didn't have that time as surprised and incredible as now, a pair of eyes with an incredible look!

What did he see??