It's rainy, and it's naïve.

Ximen blew snow, dressed in white, as if he was running.

Ten years of unchanged changes, thousands of years of unchanged face. Cold, anyone who sees Simon blowing snow for the first time will feel that he is cold.

He has no friends, perhaps, there is only one who can be called his friend: "Lu Xiaofeng!" ”

Wanmei Villa is covered by ice and snow all year round, and few people come. Most of the comers were dead, dead by the sword. There is only one person who has come I don't know how many times, but he is still alive and well. That person was Lu Xiaofeng.

Sometimes Ximen Blowing Snow really wants to kill Lu Xiaofeng, he really likes to be nosy! A nosy person doesn't live long, he would rather Lu Xiaofeng die in his own hands than in the hands of others.

It's the New Year's season, but Wanmei Villa is not half happy. White, the same white. Only the faint plum blossoms at the bottom of the mountain dot the color of the mountain villa.

Today he wakes up very early, and every time it is the time of the Chinese New Year, he greets someone. The person who can be greeted by him, not the sword to greet him, there is no one else in the world except Lu Xiaofeng.

He didn't expect that he was greeted not by one person, but by a group of people. And there is no Lu Xiaofeng in it.

Wanmei Villa, under the mountain, a group of men stand like swords in the snow.

On the mountain, the snow blowing at the west gate stands quietly, and the clothes are fluttering, like an immortal above the nine heavens. Indeed, he is also about to ascend to the immortal path. In the world, he is the only sword in the world, he is a unique peerless swordsman in the sky and on the earth, a sword god!

He didn't speak, he never took the initiative to speak, and he had been with Lu Xiaofeng for more than ten years, and they didn't speak more than a thousand words. Each sentence generally does not exceed a cross. The group of people below are not qualified to let him speak.

"I hate to meet the owner of the village in the lower Ximen!"

"Meet the owner of Ximen Zhuang in the lower palace!"

"In the lower soul without heart, meet the owner of Ximen Zhuang!"

Ximen Fuxue looked at the three of them lightly and confided: "Go!" ”

The three of them were obviously unconscious, and they carried the spirit of war all over their bodies. For the first palace Wushang said: "The next three people admire the swordsmanship of the owner of Ximen Zhuang, and want to see it, and hope that the owner of the village will allow it." ”

Simon blew the snow and walked down, as if floating down.

He admitted the strength of the three men, and also admitted the sword in the hands of the three men, so he walked down. Looking at the three energetic faces, he said a rare word: "Ten years later, you can fight with me!" ”

"Hehe, ten years, I can't wait that long. Now I want to learn the master of Ximen Zhuang's tricks! After the soul didn't say anything, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and stabbed up!

A soft sword! Silver Soft Sword.

The sword, fast and steady, judging from the eyes of Ximen Blowing Snow, the long sword has been swung at least ten thousand times, and then there is such speed and power. The sword, straight as a benchmark, did not move rapidly, and bent in the wind. The comer's control of the sword. It's profound.

Simon Fuxue sighed, and he also pulled out the black-sheathed sword in his hand. The tip of the sword is like a float facing each other, starlight, snowflakes.

Simon blows snow. Blowing is not snow, but blood.

When the sword comes out, it will inevitably see blood!

He learned swords at the age of three, and he was successful at fifteen. At the age of eighteen, he stood tall on the sword of heaven and earth with a long sword. The sword is left with blood, and the man dies. For more than ten years. There is no one who can not die under his sword except Lu Xiaofeng. Not a single one.

Of course, this time it will be no different!

Simon blowing snow is an invincible sword in the world, on the sword, he is invincible in heaven and earth! Death is decided from the moment the snow blows at the west gate and draws the sword.

Qi Gu's black-sheathed long sword had been steadily inserted into Soul Wuxin's chest, and blood was pouring rain. With a 'bang', he drew his long sword, and he blew slowly, and the blood fell on the snow, staining it red. He sighed, "Then why bother? ”

Gong Wushang and Ximen hated suddenly changed color. The three of them have been friends for ten years, and they understand the strength of Soul Wuxin, and Soul Wuxin was killed in one move......

"You killed him?" Gong Wushang said in horror.

"I don't want to kill him!"

"But you killed him!" Simon said hatefully.

"I'm practicing murderous swordsmanship!"

Today is the time Simon blows snow the most, and he sighs twice, which is very rare. Normally, he only uses his hands, and the sword has an accident!

The two were silent, they knew they had come to the wrong place. Ximen Fuxue practiced murderous swordsmanship. The sword came out without regrets, even though the man was unwilling in his heart, he still resolutely attacked. Ximen Chuixue once said: "To practice swords, you must be sincere to swords, a person who is not sincere with swords will never become the top swordsman in heaven and earth!" ”

He was sincere with the sword, so he killed without hesitation!

He stood still, his sword slowly unsheathed. "Wait, we haven't competed with you yet!" Gong Wushang shouted, his eyes full of hatred. He hated it, even though he knew it was his fault!

Ten years of siblings, once cut off, and right in front of him, that kind of pain is unforgettable! They didn't say much to Simon blowing snow, and the two long swords had already been drawn, and the shadow of the sword was like the moon, and it was very piercing to blow snow at Simon.

The three of them can be regarded as the top swordsmen in the world, but in front of Ximen Blowing Snow, they are so weak and powerless! Too vulnerable, though it has potential.

Swordsman, because he sent it with a sword!

Huo Ran's cold shadow pierced the sky, the heavens and the earth were gloomy, and there was only one sword between the heavens and the earth. The brilliance of that sword covered up the brilliance of heaven and earth!

Blood is flying like rain, dripping and swaying!

Blood falls, snow red! Two more bodies fell.

Whenever he kills someone, he will burn incense and bathe to wash away the dirt and dirt all over his body. A white dress that he had just changed into was replaced by him again!

The bathing moment is the most relaxed moment for everyone, and this time is also the best time for the assassin assassination.

Ximen Blowing Snow, as the top swordsman in the world, has also suffered a lot of assassinations! But now he is alive, and those who assassinated him are dead.

He doesn't like to expose himself naked to others. Therefore, for those who assassinated him in the bath, he killed him with a single blow, and the blood did not stain it, and he could not afford it. The sword was placed next to the tub on the table.

Horizontally, you can draw your sword at will.

The mist is filled, like a fairyland! Ximen Fuxue sat in the bathtub with peace of mind. However, this time, his bath will not be as simple, relaxed and comfortable as before! A world-famous assassin is coming!

That person is a little red in the Central Plains!

The Central Plains is a little red, the gold medal assassin on the first floor in the world, and the first assassin in the world. No one will escape his assassination! He once said: "As long as you pay for it, you can kill anyone!" ”

Someone asked, "Is it true that you can kill anyone as long as someone is willing to pay a high price, including your best friend?" ”

He said, "Yes, it's a pity that I don't have any friends to kill!" ”

Someone has seen him shoot and describe his swordsmanship.

The way he swung his sword was very peculiar, and he didn't seem to move from the elbow up, but just stabbed the sword out with the strength of his wrist.

Many master swordsmen have commented on his swordsmanship!

His swordsmanship is not the pinnacle, but no one can compare to the ferocity and viciousness of his shots!

Ximen blowing snow swordsmanship, reaching the peak, incomparable, sharp and sharp; And the swordsmanship of the Central Plains, a little red, fierce and vicious, unparalleled in the world, unparalleled. Both of them are the top swordsmen in the world and have never been defeated.

Now, someone is paying a high price for Simon's life to blow snow.

The Central Plains was a little red, and the result was this business.

His hobby in life is to kill people, and the purpose of his life is only to kill people! If you can kill the world's number one swordsman, why not?

He wasn't afraid, he wasn't half excited, he killed too much, and it was very common. Simon Blowing Snow is just one of his future souls. (To be continued.) )