Before his feet touched the ground, another rain of arrows followed, and it was obvious that in the entire dense forest, there were many killer forces lurking in it, wanting his life.

These hundreds of arrows came with a whistling sound, but they were all sent out after a long time, ruthless and accurate, I am afraid that even ordinary top masters will have a hard time resisting.

Night Wind was shocked, and just as he was about to land, he violently lifted his true qi, pressed his palms to the ground, and rose into the air again. Not only did he escape the rain of arrows, but he also managed to plunge into the vines.

He didn't expect that this robbery would be so ruthless, even the bow and arrow were used, the people in the rivers and lakes generally put swords first, and the people who used bows and arrows were undoubtedly people in the army.

Prostrate on the ground. His ears listened to the movements around him, and his mind kept looking for the archers' traces.

"Looks careless!"

"Kill!" shouted as a group of black-clothed men with weapons in their hands came out of the dense forest and rushed towards the night wind.

Since he couldn't dodge, Night Wind stood up, shook the long sword in his hand against the wind, and greeted the man in black.

The sword came out like rain, and after killing the two people who rushed to the front, his wrist sank, and a powerful sword qi penetrated the tip of the sword, and the eight people around him fell backwards and died immediately.

Taking advantage of this for a long time, the night breeze stretched out his body, and jumped on a three-person thick tree next to him, and looked around, only to see that the dense forest was full of tranquility, only the lush branches and leaves blocked the darkness of the sun, and the boundless killing machine was born in it.

Seeing this, the remaining black-clothed people instantly performed light skills and caught up with the tree, but they were flashed by the night wind sword and fell down screaming.

The sound of arrow rain, intertwined with the sound of arrow nets, came towards the big tree.

In desperation, the night wind rose into the air again, and fell seven or eight zhang away, falling into the depths of the dense forest, and the surrounding area was clearly visible within a hundred zhang under the divine sense, hundreds of people lurked in the depths, among which more than a hundred archers were hidden in the trees, ready to attack.

Just about to pursue, more than forty black-clothed people came in the blink of an eye, and the night wind suddenly swept forward like lightning, in order to avoid being surrounded again and falling into the shroud of arrow rain, the long sword in his hand stabbed out at an unparalleled speed, turning into a sword in the sky, and suddenly more than a dozen black-clothed people raised their heads and died.

The two long knives slashed from behind, and the night wind did not return, swaying from side to side, one by one, and then the figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand lit up again, and the light was great.

More than a dozen men in black died on the spot.

A sharp sword roar sounded, and a purple light rushed down from the tree, and Night Wind was suddenly startled, almost injured by the broadsword of a man in black who burst out from behind.

At the moment when the big knife was chopped, the night wind came back to his senses, his body twisted, and his luck was vigorous, and the big knife that was originally split off his head slid away in an instant, but the long hair that was too late to dodge in the future was split a few times.

The night wind long sword was like a rainbow, and the last hair came first, and a sword pierced the throat of the strip, and with a loud shout, the remaining black-clothed people were once again shrouded under the sword, and in a flash, his feet fell to the ground, and he greeted the purple mang.

"Dangdang!"

Under the intersection of the long swords, I saw that I had just seen the cold face that followed Jiang Bufeng in the car, and each sword stabbed out with a strong smell of blood.

Although he was surprised, the night wind was not afraid, and the long sword in his hand continued to stab towards the cold face with an incomparably strong sword aura.

Leng Mian's swordsmanship was not fast, but it carried a magnetic force, which made Night Wind's swordsmanship unable to break through his defense for a while, but his skill was much worse than Night Wind, and he instantly became covered in blood under the sword qi, and his steps were unsteady.

Night Wind was going to take his life after the three swords, but thinking of his good impression of Jiang Bufeng, the long sword changed, and it stabbed out from an unexpected place on his sleeping hole. The cold noodles fell to the ground in an instant.

After putting it on the cold noodles, the night wind didn't dare to stay and instantly rose up and killed towards the depths of the dense forest.

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Huashan Baiyun Peak.

Jiang Bufeng and Feng Qingyang sat cross-legged, with a long stone table in the middle, the table was full of wine and food, and two emerald green wine glasses were placed on both sides.

"Brother Feng, I don't want to see each other for thirty years, you and I will meet in this situation!

Jiang Bufeng held the wine jug and filled the wind with a nostalgic smile on his face, without the slightest tension just now, as if the two of them were like friends, like a spring breeze.

"Yes, it's been thirty years! I remember the scene vividly, but I don't want Brother Jiang to join Skynet, if it weren't for Brother Jiang's lack of the slightest killing intention, Feng would still think that Brother Jiang really wanted to kill him!"

Feng Qingyang said slowly, holding his wine glass and constantly looking at the dense forest below, with a hint of worry in his expression.

"Brother Feng should know! In Jiang's eyes, there is only kendo and nothing else, when Jiang was fortunate enough to escape from Brother Feng's hands, he knew his shortcomings, so he joined Skynet to hone his swordsmanship. ”

Jiang Bufeng said with a little emotion, he has been dependent on the sword since he was a child, and he has nothing else in his life except for the sword accident, but he didn't want to be defeated by the sword of Feng Qingyang when he first came out of the rivers and lakes.

It was also that defeat that made him understand the insignificance and immaturity of his own kendo, in order to hone his kendo, he joined Skynet, and in the more than 30 years between life and death, the way of the sword has made great progress, and of course he also understands the true meaning of the sword.

The sword is not only about killing and destroying, but also about protection and eternity.

Because of this, the martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds in recent years, and the body is no longer as cold as in the past.

Feng Qingyang also understood that the faint danger coming from Jiang Bufeng's body alone made him understand how terrifying Jiang Bufeng's progress in the past thirty years was, but he was also confident that even if Jiang Bufeng used his whole body to solve his skills, he couldn't change the final outcome.

In the past thirty years, although Feng Qingyang has been in remorse and annoyance, it does not mean that his sword has been put down, but because he is in this state all the time, he looks even more terrifying.

What is a sword, different people have different understandings, in Jiang Bufeng believes that the sword is a living partner, but for Feng Qingyang, the sword is just a tool, a tool that can help him reach the other side.

He knew that the top figures of each generation of martial arts, no matter how far they went and how tortuous their life journeys were, they would inevitably return to this legendary path of pursuing immortality in the end.

Although there is no other realm other than the sword that can exert 200% of the strength of the sword, how can it be compared to everything that belongs to one's own body. A person's life, like the autumn of grass and trees, is just a passing cloud.

Only the eternity of life can transcend sentient beings, but we know that this is the case, but there are a few people who can do it, and only a few people in the whole world are qualified to say and do it! Even now, he is only able to meet the most basic requirements of this condition.

Otherwise, how can we transcend all beings and become outstanding people through the ages?

That is the nirvana of martial arts.

Nobody knows when, if it will happen, and what will happen after it happens?

Jiang Bufeng is the same, and his wind is the same, but the process of pursuit is different!