Chapter 67: Swing the sword and go

Yan Shisan is dead, and the long sword that drank the blood of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, the clowns who jumped the beam, and the treacherous and vicious villains in the past was also buried in the grave of Yan Shisan. And Yan Shisan's sword intent remained.

Pingfan, a little red in the Central Plains, Shangguan Xiaoxian, these three people who have seen Yan Thirteen use the Fourteen Deadly Swords and the Fifteenth Deadly Sword have inherited Yan Thirteen's sword intent, especially Ordinary, Yan Thirteen's last sword: the Fifteen Deadly Swords, has been firmly engraved in the ordinary mind.

Maybe the ordinary himself doesn't know when he will be infected by the demonic fifteen swords.

A tomb was erected at Cuiyun Peak and Liushui Stream. Pingfan stood in front of the grave for a long time, and sighed softly: "Even if you are a generation of Tianjiao, in the end it is just a piece of loess, you have too many glorious memories in life, but there is only that green robe figure in your mind, Yan Thirteen, Yan Thirteen, what kind of person are you?" ”

At this moment, Ping Fan even gave birth to go to Dazhi Datong again, hoping that Dazhi Datong could tell him all about Yan Shisan, even if he paid another 100,000 taels of silver.

The Central Plains looked at the tombstone with a little red, and the five words were simple and plain: The tomb of Yan Thirteen, but it has already shown that a martial arts legend has fallen like a meteor in the year of its establishment. Turning his gaze away from the tombstone, Zhongyuan Yihong found that there was a kind of temperament on the ordinary body that was similar to that of Yan Shisan: lonely and noble. This is a little red in the Central Plains before, and I have never seen the unique breath of the ordinary.

Isn't Yan Thirteen as lonely and noble as ordinary?

The Central Plains couldn't help but think of Yan Shisan, who was dressed in a black robe and wrapped his whole body under the cold black robe except for his head, the peerless swordsman who drew his sword without saying a word.

"Yan Thirteen is dead, Yan Thirteen is really dead?" Walking to the ordinary standing like mountains and rocks, the Central Plains said with a little red. The moment he said the words, Zhongyuan was even stunned, and at that moment he was even wondering why he said those words.

Ordinary but not stunned, Ordinary turned around and looked back at the Central Plains a little red, and said: "Yan Shisan's people have been sleeping underground with this tombstone, but his sword is still alive, and his sword soul is still there!" ”

"So you think Yan Thirteen is still alive?"

Pingfan said: "Why aren't you and I Yan Thirteen?" Ordinary and meaningful, he said, and he didn't explain, and then went down to Cuiyun Peak, leaving a little red in the Central Plains standing alone on the Feiliu Stream.

The Central Plains looked at the back of the ordinary you Xiao Se, and the picture of Yan Thirteen appeared in his eyes, is the ordinary Yan Thirteen? NextYan Thirteen!

[The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and one sword is cold and light in 19 states! ] Xie Wangsun, the owner of Shenjian Mountain Villa, softly chanted the verses spoken by a famous female poet in the martial arts ten years ago. The poetess admired Yan Thirteen the most in her life, so she wrote no less than 100 poems for Yan Thirteen within five years of her debut, among which the most widely sung sentence was "Sword Qi Spanning 30,000 Miles, One Sword Cold Light Nineteen States].

Xie Wangsun chanted this verse softly, and recalled in his mind the sharp indifference of Yan Shisan when he drew his sword, peerless elegance! The majestic and talented poetess who wrote this sentence died in the seventh year after Yan Shisan's retirement, and finally passed away in depression, and before she died, the poetess also asked the younger generations of the family to burn all the poems he had written about Yan Shisan's memorial to her.

It can be described as affectionate.

Xie Xiaofeng looked at Xie Wangsun, who rarely showed sighs, and naturally understood in his heart that his father Xie Wangsun sighed because of Yan Shisan's death, and sighed softly: "There are only two people in the world today that I admire, and these two people happened to appear in Shenjian Villa. ”

Xie Wangsun smiled softly and said, "Ordinary, Yan Thirteen? ”

Xie Xiaofeng said: "Yes, how many swordsmen in the world can have peerless swordsmanship such as Ordinary and Yan Thirteen, and how many people can have the shocking sword intent on Yan Thirteen and Ordinary people?" ”

Xie Wangsun sighed and said, "Yes, their martial arts are indeed outstanding, they are not comparable to ordinary swordsmen, and they still have the sword soul of a swordsman that many swordsmen can't have in their lifetime!" ”

Xie Xiaofeng nodded in agreement with Xie Wangsun's point of view and said: "Ordinary against Yan Thirteen, he will never want to take advantage of Yan Thirteen, but if Ordinary makes a move, then there will definitely be no spare hand!" And the same is true of Yan Thirteen! The two of them respect each other so much, but they are so sincere to the way of the sword, they will never disobey. ”

"It's a pity that Yan Shisan is dead, and from now on, I will never be able to see that super swordsman's life-killing and strange swordsmanship again!" But everyone who has experienced the era of Xie Wangsun is absolutely moved by Yan Shisan's swordsmanship, Yan Shisan's swordsmanship can be said to have led a legend at that time, and his sword symbolizes undefeat and mythology.

Xie Xiaofeng's point of view was completely different from that of his father Xie Wangsun, and said: "Although we can no longer see Yan Shisan's bizarre, fierce and domineering Thirteen Swords, we have ushered in a legend who is about to surpass Yan Shisan!" Ordinary, although the ordinariness at this moment is not as good as Yan Thirteen, he is definitely an existence that can surpass the legend of Yan Thirteen, as long as he is given time! ”

"Maybe Yan Thirteen had already seen this, so at the last moment, Yan Thirteen withdrew his sword, preferring to pierce his chest with a sword than destroy this peerless swordsman who was not inferior to him in the future! Yan Thirteen deserves to be Yan Thirteen, the unique Yan Thirteen! ”

Xie Xiaofeng nodded and said, "I'm not as good as Yan Shisan, and I'm not as good as ordinary!" Xie Xiaofeng looked down at Murong Qiudi, who was sitting in the courtyard embroidering, and there was a flash of tenderness in his eyes.

Looking at Murong Qiudi, Xie Xiaofeng knew that in this life and this life, he would definitely be unable to surpass Yan Thirteen and the ordinary two! A swordsman with feelings, a swordsman with family and family ties, will always have difficulties and bumps on the road to holding a sword.

But Xie Xiaofeng did not regret it, he gave up walking fast on the road of swordsmanship, and stopped to look at the scenery on both sides of the road, which was the most beautiful thing for Xie Xiaofeng.

There are no regrets in this life, and I am willing to do it.

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"Let's go!" On horseback, Shen Luoyan said.

Xu Shiji didn't move, looked at Li Tianfan and the others who had already left first, and said, "Don't wait any longer!" ”

Shen Luoyan shook his head and said: "No need, even if you wait any longer, he will never come, whether it is the prince of the past or the ordinary person now, he has always been a person who says the same, since he didn't say to come, then he won't come, and it's just a waste of time, not to mention that I don't have time to waste!" ”

Shen Luoyan really didn't have time to waste, she made a promise with Ying Yue Lianxing, so she needed to go back to Wagangzhai immediately to arrange all the things and go to the Flower Shifting Palace.

As for whether entering the Flower Shifting Palace is life or death, Shen Luoyan is not sure!

Invite Yue, this woman with exquisite face, indifferent words but seductive charm has the city, scheming, and means that even she is afraid of, in the face of Invite Yue, Shen Luoyan has no slightest certainty!

"Okay, in that case, let's go!"

Two fast horses galloped and left Cuiyun Peak!

Pingfan stood on a small col and watched Shen Luoyan and Xu Shiji leave, the words of both fell on Pingfan's ears, but Pingfan didn't have any intention of appearing, and coldly looked at Shen Luoyan who had a lost look in his eyes and left.

Yan Shisan is dead, who in this world can make him draw his sword? Yes, of course, not just one, more than ten! Ping Fan was not complacent about Yan Shisan's death, he knew that his path did not end there, his path had just begun.

There are more legends on the rivers and lakes than Yan Thirteen.

Ye Gucheng, Ximen Blowing Snow, Dugu Seeking Defeat, Li Xunhuan, Evil King Shi Zhixuan, Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan, Sanren Ning Daoqi, and Qiao Feng, the leader of the beggar gang, they are not the pride of the sky, so they know that their road is still far, far away.

However, the ordinary does not think about who and what things, at this moment, there is only one thing in the mind of the ordinary, to be precise, it is a letter from the Shifting Flower Palace, which reads: The Shifting Flower Palace invites the moon to worship the stars!

It's just one line of words and nothing else!

But at this moment, an idea had already arisen in the ordinary mind's mind to move the Flower Palace.

Invite Yue and Lianxing, what are the secrets of these two strange women who have no fame in the rivers and lakes, but their martial arts are more than ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes???

Curiosity, anyone's common problem!

Ordinary because of curiosity, so he wants to go to the Shifting Flower Palace to see and see!