"You can't do that!"

Arbitrarily smiled and said, "I don't have the word 'can't'. ”

Xie Wangsun was silent, at this time he remembered that story again, and remembered the characters in that story......

However, just when his thoughts were in turmoil, he waved his hand arbitrarily and let out a breath of true qi. Just listen to the sound of "cluck", the glory since two hundred years ago, the plaque of the "first sword in the world" has been shattered into seven pieces!

Like seven kites, they flew away......

It's broken, it's broken. It was originally the glory of the Xie family and the pride of the Xie family, but the pride of the Xie family was shattered like this......

Yan Shisan was sighing, and Xie Wangsun was trembling.

Then, the figures were vertical and horizontal, and the wind was howling.

Xie Wangsun didn't make a move, he was still trembling, but the Xie family was not Xie Wangsun alone, the Xie family from the owner to the servants all knew martial arts, and each knew swordsmanship.

Although the four figures did not have sharp weapons in their hands, they used their hands to use exquisite swordsmanship.

Arbitrarily "pulling" the left hand from the sleeve is like "pulling out" a weapon!

It's a bizarre hand, an all-encompassing hand.

Facing the four people pointing at the sword, they arbitrarily took out their palms, and they gathered strength to attract the wind, as if there was a stone breaking the earth, and the wind and rain were coming.

I was surprised to see his left palm flickering back and forth, only in a flick and a lead, and suddenly turned the exquisite swordsmanship of the four people into the palm of his hand, turning it into invisible.

The palm was strong and majestic, and suddenly erected, and one palm slapped four times in a row, and the four of them vomited blood and flew out in an instant.

Flying out, the four knocked down the table and chairs and smashed the window lattice, but after the four of them, eight sword lights swept in.

The lights were flickering and the lights were flickering, and among the shadows of the sword lights, I saw eight sword blades burst out, and the lightning traveled in all directions, forming a combined attack.

But seeing the sword flowers scattered and the sword qi vertical and horizontal, Yan Shisan's eyes were staring, and he was shocked to realize that the swordsmanship of these eight people was better than the four of the former, even if he looked at the rivers and lakes, it was difficult for everyone to find an opponent.

The cold light is shining, the sword aura is like a rainbow, and the speed of the eight people is indescribable!

Yan Shisan's whole body was frozen, the sword light came from all directions, the sword blade came from all directions, the eight people's hearts were connected, the eight swords were in harmony, there was no way to avoid it, and it was unbreakable.

Seeing such a scene, Yan Shisan's eyes widened...... He can't break it, he can't avoid it, and he can't parry it, so what about him? Will he be able to break it?

Feel free to raise your hand again!

That's not a palm technique anymore, but a sword technique!

No one saw where the finger came from, only that it was an earth-shattering finger, an incredible sword.

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship, no matter how powerful the sword formation, when you meet this sword finger, it is like a fallen leaf with a broken branch, a grass wool without roots, and a lonely boat in the ocean...... Lost momentum, lost strength, and lost direction.

The eight swords came out together, which was strict and natural, without any traces of axes and chisels, and it was natural. But as soon as he pointed it out, with a soft sound like a golden bell, the sword broke, and all together broke together.

The eight retreated in all directions, and the sword in their hands was only the hilt.

The blade of the sword was left behind, and it landed all around at any foot!

Xie Wangsun had stopped trembling, but his clenched hands looked very angry, shocked, and at a loss.

Yan Thirteen was still immersed in that finger.

Arbitrarily said lightly: "I haven't killed anyone yet...... But if you don't agree, it will not only be Shenjian Villa that will disappear, but even Xiejiazhuang will cease to exist. ”

After the words fell, Xie Wangsun closed his eyes and spat heavily on the turbid breath.

He waved his hand back from the eight people, and said with a wry smile: "You know he's not there? ”

Arbitrarily chuckled, "What can he do if he's there?" ”

Xie Wangsun said in a deep voice: "If he is here, the Divine Sword Villa will not be humiliated!" ”

He smiled arbitrarily and said, "Then when he comes back, let's see if he can revive the name of your Xie family's divine sword, and take note of my words." ”

The words fell, and the people left.

Xie Wangsun looked at the disappearing figure and fell into endless silence.

Yan Shisan suddenly asked, "The third young master is not here?!" ”

Xie Wangsun didn't speak, and pointed casually......

Yan Shisan followed that direction and walked away quickly. What he was facing before him was a wooden frame on which the sword was placed, and behind the wooden frame was something covered with a black cloth, a long, square one, taller than a man, wider than a man, and large enough to hold anyone.

He suddenly felt an indescribable chill in his heart, which began to spread from his heart to the soles of his feet and to his fingers.

He stretched out his hand, and it was already trembling, shaking.

When this black cloth was lifted, what was revealed was a coffin, a brand-new coffin that Yan Shisan didn't want to see, didn't want to see, and was afraid to see!

There were eight or nine words on the brand-new coffin, but Yan Thirteen only saw the top three words.

Xie Xiaofeng......

Yan Shisan stood for a long time, and then chased him out quickly.

He walked out of the hut and into the hall, which, though brightly lit, seemed to be in the dark.

After Yan Shisan left, Xie Wangsun walked to a bookshelf in the hut. In the third horizontal and seventh compartments of the bookshelf, take out a square, not big or small box.

The box was made of steel, and it was unlocked, but it hadn't been opened for twenty years.

When the box was opened, there was a scroll of portraits, a booklet, lying inside...... This portrait has been copied several times, but even so, Xie Wangsun was still careful when he picked it up.

The portrait is rolled open...... It is a portrait of a person who is unforgettable at first glance. Silver hair like snow, white clothes like clouds, both in appearance and temperament, are so similar to that person, especially the name of the person in the painting.

Arbitrary, Ren Tianjun!

Falling on the top, there is also a poem: go to the place of nine walls and eight ridges, and lie down to see the end of the world.

……

The moon has risen into the sky, and the stars are getting brighter.

In the boundless darkness of the distant mountains, Yan Shisan caught up with the white shadow.

He asked loudly, "Is the third young master dead?" ”

Said arbitrarily: "Xie Xiaofeng is dead, only Aji is alive, useless Aji!" ”

Yan Shisan said: "Aji, useless Aji? ”

Arbitrarily said: "Yes, you have also seen that useless Aji!" ”

"I ...... Have I seen it? ”

Yan Shisan was stunned, and a figure flashed in his mind at the moment he froze.

He didn't remember what the figure looked like, he didn't remember anything except that it was dirty and smelly.

"Is that the bum!?"

Arbitrarily bowed his head and said: "Yes, he is the useless Aji!" ”

Yan Shisan's confused eyes suddenly revealed a sword-like edge, unsheathed sword! Skimming around him, toward the bottom of the mountain, he walked quickly......

Arbitrarily asked, "Are you going to find him?" ”

Yan Shisan stopped his pace and said without looking back: "Yes, this is my agreement with him." ”

Laughing arbitrarily, "But you can't sword him." ”

Yan Shisan turned around and said, "Why can't you?" ”

He said lightly: "Because even if you force him, he won't make a move, and even if you want to kill him, he won't use a sword." ”

Yan Shisan said in a loud voice: "He would rather die than use his sword?" ”

Nodding arbitrarily, he said: "Xie Xiaofeng will only use the sword, but the useless Aji will not!" ”

The brilliance in Yan Shisan's eyes disappeared, but after seeing arbitrariness, that brilliance seemed to come back again.

"What about you?"

"When you have the confidence to fight me, you can come to me at any time." ”

Yan Shisan said: "Where to find you." ”

Arbitrarily smiled: "It's easy for me to find!" ”