Chapter 20: Mythology

Woods, blood splatters.

A little red blood in the Central Plains, ordinary blood, the blood of two people splashed all over the ground, the tip of the sword was stained with blood, and the sword body was also stained with blood, and the blood fell to the ground along the tip of the sword along the sword body, a piece of bright red, dazzling.

The blood of the two had already stained the swords in their hands red, the swords drooped, and the blood on the swords fell to the ground and flowed all over the ground, filling the originally wet grove with a strong smell of blood.

Zhongyuan's red eyes are wide open, if a person wants to succeed in every assassination, he must learn two things, one is to be careful, and the other is not to die! It is precisely because of these two things, coupled with good martial arts, that he has achieved the title of the number one killer in the world.

At this moment, Nakahara's red eyes were wide open, not hoping to see everything in front of him clearly, not to ignore any detail, but to see clearly the man standing straight on the opposite side, and at this moment his sword was still stained with this man's blood.

There is blood on the sword, which is simply an ordinary thing for Zhongyuan Yihong, who deserves to be the number one killer today. There are more than 100 lives under his sword, so how many people's blood has been shed on the sword, there are famous knights in the rivers and lakes, there are businessmen with thousands of dollars in their pockets, there are court ministers who turn the clouds and rain, and so on. He couldn't remember how much blood was on the sword for a long time, but this time he had to remember and couldn't help but remember that the Central Plains was a little red.

So this time he failed.

Although the sword has been stained with blood, the person has not died, and for a killer, a little red in the Central Plains has failed. In the past ten years, the myth of the Central Plains, which has never missed a little red, has been shattered.

Defeated, Zhongyuan Yihong behaved very calmly and very calmly, he calmly looked at the man in front of him who gave him failure, looked at the bloody wound on the man's chest made by his own hands, Zhongyuan Yihong said very calmly: "The winner lives, the loser dies, since I am defeated, why don't you do it?" ”

Even when he spoke, Zhongyuan was still staring at the bloody wound on the ordinary chest, the original wound should not stop at the chest, but at the throat, the sword should pass through the throat, and then pulled out as fast as lightning, and finally left a little red blood in the throat, only in this way is called Zhongyuan a little red.

"A dead myth doesn't do anything for a person who wants to be famous, so you can't die!" The ordinary said in a flat tone, at this moment, the ordinary is doing the same thing as the Central Plains.

Zhongyuan was also injured at a little red, and it was still a heavy blow. A sword slashes diagonally from the left shoulder, and anyone will be hit hard. What's more, this sword was first-class at that time in terms of strength, speed, and angle. Originally, Zhongyuan Yihong should have died, because when he slashed at that time, the angle of the sword slash was not along the shoulder, but diagonally, and the head of Zhongyuan Yihong was cut off between the lightning and flint.

But in the end, even ordinary people didn't understand what their reason was, and finally gave up on getting rid of the Central Plains, a little red, which was an attractive result that was difficult for any charlatan to resist. Maybe it's because of the person who keeps a very happy smile at all times and places, or maybe it's really like his own words, a dead Central Plains little red can never make a person who wants to be famous even more famous!

Zhongyuan Yihong knew that he had been defeated, but he was not defeated by the sword in the hands of the ordinary, but by the ordinary person! Originally, the result of the duel between the two should have been killed, but the ordinariness changed the result. When the sword of the Central Plains was stabbed into his throat, Ping Fan also handed out a sword of the essence of his life, but when the sword was about to pierce his throat, Ping Fan made a move.

Ordinary holds the sword in his right hand, so it is absolutely impossible for him to move his right hand, but people have two hands, but sometimes people often forget that they have two hands, but ordinary has not forgotten that long before his debut, ordinary has trained every muscle and every organ in his body into a deadly weapon, so it is impossible for ordinary to forget that he still has a hand, and he will never forget that he still has a hand.

Zhongyuan Yihong did not forget that he had two hands, but at that time, Zhongyuan Yihong's whole body was already immersed in which sword, so Zhongyuan Yihong was defeated!

"Grab"

A stone bounced out of the ordinary man's left hand and slammed into the sword, changing the trajectory of the sword in an instant. The sword sent out by Zhongyuan Yihong originally wanted to pierce Pingfan's throat, but because of the intervention of the carved stone, Zhongyuan's Yihong sword deviated from the target for the first time, and the sword finally pierced Pingfan's chest.

The blood in his chest was profuse, but it wasn't fatal, so Nakahara knew he was defeated, and he knew he was defeated when the carved stone touched his sword.

The myth of the killer is over, Zhongyuan is a little red, his face is very calm, a pair of eyes are very calm and ordinary eyes, there is absolutely no anger, loss and other emotions in those eyes, and even no emotions can be seen in those eyes, ordinary looking at those eyes even gave birth to a pair of eyes that are not at all a pair of human beings should have - indifference!

Indifference to others, indifference to oneself, indifference to the world!

It seems that everything in heaven and earth is just a game in those eyes, dispensable!

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"I don't know that the reason why the peak sword skill of [Flying Immortals] is because Ye Gucheng didn't have a sword at all!" The old man said slowly, his tone was very flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him in an ordinary chat.

Shangguan Xiaoxian was stunned and said, "Since Ye Gucheng didn't make a sword, how can the senior of Tianji say that he has been defeated?" ”

"I naturally know that although Ye Gucheng did not hand out any sword, his people are even sharper than his sword, and they are a hundred times more terrifying, when his people stand in front of me, I already know that although the [Weapon Spectrum] is ranked first, my Tianji Old Man is already a hero, so I am defeated!"

Shangguan Xiaoxian looked at the old man Tianji suspiciously, and said very honestly: "I don't understand what the predecessors mean!" ”

The old man of Tianji looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian very kindly, and his dry hand gently patted Shangguan Xiaoxian's shoulder, and said, "In your eyes, what does the ranking weapon on the [Weapon Spectrum] created by Bai Xiaosheng mean?" ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian pondered for a moment, and then spoke: "It means that today's master rankings!" ”

"Yes, but the same ranking on the weapon spectrum will also cause a fight, the owner of the Tianji stick, who has been ranked first on the weapon spectrum, my old man Tianji, has been indisputable, and there is no longer a struggle to survive, on the contrary, I also have fear in my heart, afraid that I will lose my position in the world that day!"

Shangguan Xiaoxian was silent for a long time, sighed softly, and said, "It turns out that the seat of the first place on the weapon spectrum is not so easy to sit in, at least I will not be willing to sit in that position!" ”

The old man of Tianji smiled happily, twisted his long white beard, and said: "I am used to standing in a high place, and I will naturally have the psychology of gaining and losing, so over the years, the martial arts have not advanced but retreated, and the energy has been declining, so it is naturally not as good as Shangguan Jinhong, Li Xunhuan and other Tianjiao who are in their prime!" Although these truths are simple to say, how many people in the world today can really understand them? ”

He has always acted in his life, and he has always been a dragon who does not see the end, and he adheres to the heart of seeking the well-being of the martial arts is not as good as the rivers and lakes, so his body is like a floating cloud, but the old man of Tianji clearly knows that when Bai Xiaosheng made a weapon spectrum that has never been seen before or after, the old man of Tianji has already known that although his body is like a floating cloud, his heart is not a floating cloud, and he has also begun to pay attention to the impression of the people in the rivers and lakes on him, so he suffers from gains and losses.

"Although you are defeated, you are not defeated by me, but defeated by years and fame!" The old man of Tianji recalled the arrogant figure of the long-bodied white-clothed Shengxue, and muttered to himself.

On that day, Ye Gucheng met with the old man of Tianji.

Ye Gucheng stared at the old man Tianji for a long time and said two words.

"You're afraid!"

The old man nodded.

Ye Gucheng's face was a little gloomy, and after waiting for a long time, he looked at the old man of Tianji for a while, and said: "I don't have to use the sword anymore, you have already been defeated!" ”

The old man was silent.

Ye Gucheng didn't say anything to the old man of Tianji, turned around and left, and never looked at the old man of Tianji, who was regarded as a mythical symbol idol by the people of the rivers and lakes.

"Dare to ask the seniors, is there anyone in the rivers and lakes who is better than Ye Gucheng?" Shangguan Xiaoxian no longer asked about the details of how the old man of Tianji was defeated, and changed the topic and asked. To a certain extent, Shangguan Xiaoxian is actually a Shangguan Jinhong, who never stingy with his appreciative eyes for the strong Shangguan Xiaoxian, and never lets go of every peerless powerhouse.

At this moment, Shangguan Xiaoxian was no longer surprised by the old man in front of him, and there was not even a look of respect in his eyes, a person who had lost the heart of a strong man, even if his martial arts attainments had reached the first place in the world, what about it? Sooner or later, it's just a stepping stone for others.

At this moment, Shangguan Xiaoxian is interested in Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City!

It's not the first time Shangguan Xiaoxian has heard the name Ye Gucheng, in fact, Shangguan Jinhong has mentioned this name to him, and every time he mentions this name, his expression is solemn and solemn.

The old man of Tianji shook his head and said, "Ye Gucheng has never been defeated since his debut. ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian nodded, she was not surprised by this answer, and she had an expression that should be so, if Ye Gucheng had been defeated, then how could she cause her father Shangguan Jinhong to treat it so solemnly?

"Dare to ask your seniors, how many people do you think there are in the rivers and lakes today who can hope to defeat Ye Gucheng?"

The old man shook his head and said, "No one knows! ”

"You don't know?"

The old man of Tianji looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian with a cunning look with a smile, and said: "In fact, if Ye Gucheng is not defeated, absolutely no one in the rivers and lakes knows who can defeat Ye Gucheng!" But I can say what I think, maybe there is a chance that these people will be better than Ye Gucheng in the future! ”

Shangguan Xiaoxian smiled sweetly, this was indeed a very pleasant-sounding sentence.