Zheng!

The sword, unconsciously half-unsheathed in extreme excitement.

Hearing only a sound of controversy, the tables, chairs, vases and other things placed in the room all showed traces of fragmentation in this sound, which was caused by the sword qi that was inadvertently leaked during the confrontation with the sword master. If you are an ordinary martial artist, I am afraid that you are not even qualified to step into the room.

"Simon blowing snow?!"

Yue Yuan looked at the white-clothed swordsman who appeared in his room, and his pure cold aura was eye-catching.

Yes.

Pure.

The Ximen blowing snow in front of him gave him a pure feeling, different from Ye Gucheng.

However, Lu Xiaofeng's matter made Ximen blow the snow early and fast.

“……”

Looking at the man sitting in front of him with his eyes engrossed, this man named Yue Yuan gave people an extremely peculiar feeling, it was a sense of alienation that was clearly in front of him, but out of place. He had seen countless people in his life, but he had never seen such a person.

People are like dragons.

This is the first feeling of Simon blowing snow.

At the second glance, it made Simon Blowing Snow extremely vigilant, and the person in front of him made him feel a strange demonic nature.

Immediately, his face turned cold, and as soon as he stepped into the room, the qi and machine clash between the two made Ximen Fuxue a little surprised in an instant, and he had a guess in his heart. Without speaking, his gaze withdrew from Yue Yuan's body and landed on the vase on the table, where there was a clearly visible crack, which was the result of the battle between qi and machine just now.

"What is your request for?"

After his gaze lingered on the crack in the vase for a moment, the cold sound of Simon blowing snow echoed in the room.

Equally.

Yue Yuan's gaze also paused on the crack on the vase, and a hint of clarity flashed in his eyes. Yue Yuan didn't answer Ximen Fuxue's question, but asked rhetorically, "It seems that you have already seen it!" ”

What the words refer to, there is no need for a famous word among smart people.

When Ximen Fuxue stepped into the room, he aimed his sword qi at himself, tempting, and his sword qi couldn't help but rebound. Yue Yuan already knew that the Ximen Snow Blower had obviously guessed something.

Apparently.

The sword qi hidden in Lu Xiaofeng's body by the White Cloud City Lord Ye Gucheng had been drawn out by Ximen Blowing Snow, and he had seen the sword qi of the White Cloud City Lord.

Unlike ordinary people, top masters are extremely clear about the identification of qi engines.

Unlike ordinary people, in the confrontation of masters, it often only takes one time to let the opponent know the characteristics of true qi and martial arts. When it comes to a certain realm, the difference between martial arts is often not too big, but the form of the expression is somewhat different.

And in the midst of this. Top masters who use swords are more sensitive to sword energy.

"Yes!"

"I've seen it!"

There is no denying that when martial arts reach the point of blowing snow at the West Gate, there is no need to hide it, especially when he himself is taking a pure path, even if he has only stepped on it for a short time and has not yet reached the end of his life.

Pure to the extreme, that is sincerity.

"And what do you think it's me?"

Yue Yuan smiled when he heard this, this result did not surprise him. After picking up the wine glass in his hand and taking a sip, Yue Yuan lowered his head and said casually: "The four eyebrows are not dead, but I helped him, I should be his benefactor." ”

"Saving lives can be big or small. Not to mention making promises with oneself, it shouldn't have reached the point of being as big as hatred, right? ”

Hearing this, Simon was silent.

Half a day.

Simon blew the snow before he spoke, and the cold voice was like a half-unsheathed sword in his hand. "Maybe not you, but at least half of you!"

"Oh?"

Yue Yuan smiled dumbly when he heard this, and raised his head. The wine glass in his hand was also put down, and his right hand pointed out with a sword, and the sword qi was hidden but not released, and this hidden sword qi made the air around the fingers fluctuate left and right like green smoke burning on fire, and it was a little difficult to see. Looking at his fingers, Yue Yuan smiled at Ximen Chuixue and said, "Look...... I am not the same as the sword qi you found on Lu Xiaofeng! ”

Casually dissipating the sword qi, Yue Yuan said: "This is my sword!" ”

“……”

After Yue Yuan pointed out the hidden sword qi with his sword finger, Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes shrank obviously, if the previous collision temptation made Ximen Blowing Snow feel that Yue Yuan was a top master, then this hand let him see the other party's attainments in swordsmanship.

I'm afraid that the other party has reached the point where it doesn't matter if you use a sword or not, that is, the rumored swordless move.

Yue Yuan, more than he imagined, was stronger than Hua Manlou guessed.

With such skills, if you want to kill Lu Xiaofeng directly, I'm afraid it won't be too difficult. Lu Xiaofeng's skill Ximen Blowing Snow understands that although he has not seen him for some time, in such a short period of time, Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts will not increase much.

Especially when it's time for people who are extremely lazy.

But if this is the case, I am afraid that the other party will ask for more than one or two points.

As a swordsman's intuition, Ximen Fuyuki, who has the qualifications to become a sword god, is extremely sensitive in his intuition, but in normal times, he injects this sensitivity into other places, with the purest attitude.

Ximen Fuxue, who appeared as a future sword god, even if he had not yet reached his future realm, but at this moment, he still noticed the hidden similarity.

The two sword qi looked different, Yue Yuan showed his ability casually, but in the eyes of Ximen Fuxue, the two sword qi had something in common, that is, that ethereal and unpredictable feeling.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the half-unsheathed sword in Ximen Fuxue's hand was unsheathed in a sonorous sound, and turned to leave. Only at the moment of stepping out of the door, Ximen Fuxue stopped, turned his head sideways and said, "I hope my guess is not true." ”

"If something goes wrong with the four eyebrows, I will burn incense and fast for three days and come to kill you!"

After speaking, without waiting for Yue Yuan in the room to react, Ximen Fuxue walked out of the door.

"You are not enough now, come back the moment you become a sword god!"

Facing Ximen Blowing Snow's words, Yue Yuan just smiled, and did not express any warning in his words, but said in an expectant tone: "Now you can't do ten tricks in my hands!" ”

“……”

Hearing this, Ximen Fuxue didn't say anything, just walked out of the room expressionlessly, and no one could know what the owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa was thinking at this moment.

Bang!

The moment he stepped out of the room, the door was pushed by the force and closed automatically.

"Huh?"

The footsteps taken out are retracted. stopped, Ximen Fuxue's gaze stopped at Shang Xiuxun who was standing in the corridor, and said loudly: "It turned out to be you, Miss Shang!" ”

The wheat-colored skin in front of her, a stunning beauty with a different kind of charm, Simon Blowing Snow knows herself.

That's because some time ago, this woman came to Wanmei Villa to visit her, wanting to see her sword.

This woman named Shang Xiuxun is also a top master.

It's a pity that the sword is in her hand, it's just a sword.

This disappointed Simon Fuxue, but at that time he was interested in the man who was being tempted by the other party. For now, if the guess is correct. The man named Yue Yuan in the room behind him should be the man Shang Xiuxun was looking for.

"You're not afraid of him?"

"With his ability, I'm afraid that no one in the world is his opponent at the moment, except himself!"

Shang Xiuxun looked at the owner of Wanmei Mountain Villa in front of him, who was tall, dressed in white, but with a cold breath, and said.

"That's why I said that a sword is just a sword to you!"

The gaze was still so cold, without any disdain. Ximen Fuxue looked at each other so seriously and said a serious word.

“……”

Ximen Blowing Snow's words directly blocked Shang Xiuxun speechless, and he only felt that people were a little upset, when he tried his sword in Wanmei Villa. She'd already heard it. However, Shang Xiuxun also had to admit that the person in front of him was a pure person.

"I'll say that, and I'll do that!"

Ximen Fuxue ignored Shang Xiuxun's glaring gaze, but replied indifferently: "There are many people in the world who use swords. But there are few people who really know swords! You're not! ”

The words fell, the two staggered by, and Ximen Fuxue left the Yuelai Inn like this.

Know the sword?

muttered. Shang Xiuxun raised her left hand, her eyes fell on the sword in her hand, the meaning of Ximen Fuxue's words Shang Xiuxun heard it very clearly, saying that she did not have her own sword.

Own sword?

Maybe among women, only that person really knows how to swords!

In the midst of the deep groaning, Shang Xiuxun's mind appeared the figure of Dugu Feng, as for the concubine Xuan...... She's already under the spell.

What about Yue Yuan's sword?

Unconsciously, Shang Xiuxun remembered the battle in Pegasus Ranch again.

With a light sigh, Shang Xiuxun put down his jade arm, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Harmonious on the outside, choppy inside.

At present, the capital has its own views in the eyes of countless people.

The common people are, the court people are, and the Jianghu people are too.

The only feeling that everyone has in common is that Kyoto has a stormy atmosphere, and this feeling seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

However......

Not everyone in the rivers and lakes thinks so, even if they know that this is the situation now, but what they think in their hearts is not like this.

This is not?

Sun Xiuqing, a disciple of Emei who came down the mountain to the capital, was like this.

Although she also walks the rivers and lakes, but there is not much time, as the second disciple of the head of Emei, she is actually not like other people in the rivers and lakes to travel around the rivers and lakes, more often than not, she stays in Mount Emei with a group of sisters and sisters.

Now, coming to the capital is undoubtedly a place to be curious about Sun Xiuqing.

Following a group of senior sisters and sisters, Sun Xiuqing was walking around, constantly looking at the stalls on both sides of the street.

Mud dolls.

All kinds of snacks, gouache, and others, all made her feel dazzled. Emei, but it is far less lively than the capital.

Just when Sun Xiuqing fell at the end and looked around, she couldn't help but touch a figure passing by. The street was lively, and it was not surprising that such a situation was in such a situation, but Sun Xiuqing turned around and looked at the person who accidentally collided with him.

What I saw was a tall back figure dressed in white, and the other party walked over with a cold body, not fast or slow.

“……”

In the blink of an eye, Sun Xiuqing withdrew her gaze in the greeting of her senior sister and sister, and rushed towards the same door.

"Where are we waiting?"

"Let's go to the station first, and then go to the Yuelai Inn to settle down!"

"Well, that's fine." (To be continued......)