Chapter 4: The Mortal Dust

The man is a man with a story!

Alcoholics are life-threatening, no one is born alcoholic!

Simon Blowing Snow is only polite to one kind of person in his life, and that is the opponent! Only the opponent can get his attention!

Man, who is regarded by Ximen Chuixue as an opponent who is more powerful than a little red in the Central Plains! It's worth his shot, wait for a few years, and still be happy.

The man is not ordinary!

The handsome beauty has been engraved with the traces of time, and the snowflakes have quietly climbed up the black and green silk! With a little vicissitudes and decadence.

Ximen Fuxue didn't know the name of the man, but he understood that the man was definitely not ordinary. Indeed, the man is not ordinary, and can even be called prestigious. On the rivers and lakes, no matter who hears the name of the man, he will change color. Whether it's reverence or horror.

Knives, weapons that can be used to fight with swords.

The man makes the knife, but it is not an ordinary knife, the man makes it a flying knife!

Li Xunhuan, in just 30 years of life, has created his legendary life, which makes the world tremble. "Xiao Li flying knife, such as a false hair!"

No one knows where his knife is, and no one knows how fast his knife is! However, when you stand under his sword, his opposite, you can never describe the horror of the flying knife in words. Because you're dead.

He is Li Xunhuan!

Ximen Fuxue is not a person who talks much, and Li Xunhuan doesn't want to talk today. July 14 was another sad night. Every year he would come here to drink, get drunk, and then collapse in this hotel!

The hotel is very ordinary, just like the other hotels on the other side. However, in Li Xunhuan's heart, this hotel is the most beautiful and prosperous hotel in the world, and he once abandoned it here.

Li Xunhuan got up, with a little wine, and said, "Can you go somewhere with me?" Simon Blowing Snow was speechless and walked towards the outside of the hotel. A piece of silver was put down, and Li Xunhuan also walked out.

Sometimes it's very simple, sometimes it's very complicated! Li Xunhuan gets along with Ximen Blowing Snow, it's very simple! Ximen Fuxue is a real swordsman, and Li Xunhuan is not a real swordsman!

His knife is affectionate, cutting constantly, sorting and messy, a ball of twine!

Love, brotherly love! A lifetime of entanglement with him. Bound him. Like a shackle firmly bound to him, he cannot break free until death! He never thought about breaking free.

And Simon blows snow, he has affection, affection, love! However, he is more inclined to be ruthless and desireless. Even though his wife died and his friend died. He will also be calm. Because the sword was in his life, it had taken possession of his soul. A friend dies, but he avenges it; His wife is only quietly silent for half a night.

He is out of the game, he cannot be counted as a man, he can be called a god!

A 'sentient and lustful'. A 'ruthless and desireless'!

Two people, two extreme personalities: ice and fire. Similarly, Li Xunhuan and Ximen Blowing Snow are both wizards of martial arts. Rare in the world!

With the help of the supreme shackles, step by step, try to make yourself stronger, but on the way. The shackles were also expanded step by step.

And what about Simon blowing snow? He had no shackles in his body, and all he wanted was a sword, a sword. Kendo, sincerity to the sword! Swordsman, relying on the sword to travel the world, constantly detached.

They move forward in different ways, strong!

A peerless swordsman, a peerless swordsman!

One day, they are destined to meet, meet, they are destined to fight!

One day, they were destined to fight, and after years of accumulation, the sword and sword burst into a brilliant and earth-shattering brilliance, although short-lived, like a flash in the pan, that brilliance can cover all things, and make heaven and earth eclipsed.

Bamboo forest, a verdant bamboo forest!

"Here?" Simon Fuxue asked.

"Hmm!" Li Xunhuan nodded deeply. In his eyes, Simon Blowing Snow saw the tenderness that stretched like the sea! He is different, he is an indifferent person, destined not to care about worldly emotions, and he can't guess!

Simon Blowing Snow, who is sincere to the sword, is no longer a man, but a god!

Sword God - Ximen Blowing Snow!

I don't know how long it took, Li Xunhuan sighed and said, "In three days, I will come here to wait for you!" "After that, I want to go!

Simon Blowing Snow slammed: "To solve the world, I hope to fight a decisive battle with a swordsman!" Li Xunhuan stopped and laughed: "I'm not a swordsman, I'm a human!" ”

"People?" Simon Blowing Snow doesn't understand!

"I practice humanity, unlike you!" Li Xunhuan said.

"Humanity? What about me, what kind of Tao am I practicing? Heaven? No, I'm practicing kendo! Ximen Fuxue muttered to himself, although he hesitated for a moment, his sword eyebrows flew, and he suddenly came to a conclusion.

"Three days? I'm back three days later! Li Xunhuan ignored Ximen's words and would not leave. Simon Blowing Snow is no longer talking, and he has spoken enough today.

The path is quiet, but the heart is like a scattered leaf, withered yellow, withered yellow!

Tsing Yi, black hair! Li Xunhuan walked on the path.

The road is very remote and few people walk! In my impression, there are only a few people who know this path! To be clear, there are only two people who know this path!

He, one of them; And her?

Thinking of her, my heart is like a falling leaf! Yellow, faint pain. He is Li Xunhuan's biggest regret in his life, regret!

Lin Shiyin!

What a name? What a lovely name! The shadow that was once buried deep in my mind has been dug up again! I didn't dare to think about it, and I couldn't think about it!

Now, I have to think!

He was afraid that he would not have a chance to think about it in the future!

Simon blowing snow, who is it? He doesn't know! However, with his martial arts instincts over the years! He knew that Ximen blowing snow was very terrifying, even more terrifying than Shangguan Jinhong and Old Man Tianji!

Although the strange black sheath long sword was not unsheathed, Li Xunhuan had already felt a thick chill! The sword is not out of the sheath; However, once it is unsheathed, blood is bound to be seen. Just like his Xiao Li flying knife, as soon as the flying knife comes out, such as a false hair!

Ximen blowing snow is a sword in Li Xunhuan's eyes! There is nothing in the eyes but the sword! That's not a man, it's already a 'god'!

Li Xunhuan's heart is cold!

This opponent is more dangerous than any master he has faced before! Shangguan Jinhong, a generation of heroes, was defeated by him! He connected the life-killing ring to the ultimate realm of no ring in his hand, and a ring in his heart! And yet still defeated!

And for Simon Blowing Snow, he is not sure, he is too sincere about the sword! Nothing else! Just ask, how can he be sure to deal with such a person?

In a decisive battle, it is necessary to divide the victory and defeat, and determine life and death!

Xiao Li flies the knife, the knife flies and the blood is now!

The long sword is unsheathed, the sword falls, and the blood flies! (To be continued.) )