"Keep people under the sword!" The sword in Mr. Maoda's hand was already unsheathed, and the next moment the tip of the sword was already pointing at the back of Aji's neck.

The sword aura is cold, like the eternal ice and snow on the top of a distant mountain, you don't need to touch it, you can feel the needle-like chill, making your blood and bone marrow cold.

The sword was originally cold, but only the sword in the palm of a true master would emit this kind of cold sword aura, and a sword flew in, suddenly stopped, and it was less than half an inch away from the large blood vessels on the back of Aji's neck.

Aggie's veins were beating, and so were the muscles that were already taut next to the veins, but his people weren't. He is like the wind when he moves, and like a mountain when he is not moving! There was no expression on his face at all.

Because at the same time, another person also moved, a person who shouldn't have done it in the first place - Nie Ming!

At the moment when Mr. Mao Da took out the sword, Mu Yi also moved, this sword he was very familiar with, because he had seen it several times, Mr. Qiu Er didn't know why this sword was so terrifying, but he knew it, because it was the sword of the third young master!

Once upon a time, Mu Yi had also cut out such a sword, so he naturally moved, and the internal force from the Sword Sutra was surging in his meridians, so the long stick in his hand also moved, like the wind.

The long stick like the wind came first, and it was on the tip of Mao Yiyun's sword!

As long as this sword pierced one more inch, Aji's blood would surely be drained, but Namu Yi moved, and he blocked this sword!

Mr. Mao Da's eyes had been fixed on the beating veins at the back of Aji's neck, but there was a strange expression in his eyes, as if they were full of resentment, as if they were full of pain, and now a new look appeared in his eyes—surprise.

Qiu Er couldn't help but say, "You don't have to worry about me!" Kill two together!

The Qingfeng Sword in Ah Ji's hand was still in front of Qiu Er's throat, and he said lightly: "He knows that as long as he still has a sword in his hand, I am sure that I can dodge this sword." ”

Mr. Mao Da did not react, but the expression on his face became more complicated.

Qiu Er said: "Even if I can't dodge, you must kill him!" If this person doesn't die, there will be no way for us to live, and we can't afford not to take a risk. ”

The big boss immediately persuaded: "This must not be considered a risk, your chances are much better than his." ”

Mr. Mao Da suddenly laughed, the smile was as strange as his eyes, just when he began to laugh, his sword had been stabbed out again, it was still a sword as cold as ice and snow, this sword pointed straight at Mu Yi behind him!

Mu Yi was speechless, and the long stick swept away, and the long stick like the wind directly blocked the tip of the sword that pierced his chest, and the sword and stick collided together again.

To the surprise of the younger brother and the big boss, the sword as the king of a hundred soldiers embodies the fierceness of a cold winter in battle, while the long stick of the ancestor of a hundred soldiers reflects a momentum as soft as the wind.

A sword and a stick continued to fight in the air, but no one could help anyone, the big boss's brows were tightly locked, but Mr. Mao Da's face showed a look of relief.

After the two fought a few more times, Mr. Mao suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated, and directly withdrew a few steps, Mu Yi put away his stick and stood up, looking at each other in confusion.

At this moment, only a "ding" sound was heard, and the sword in Qiu Shuang's hand fell directly to the ground, and a burst of blood splattered on his own face.

The sword flashed, and the sword was already in the sheath, and before it could be sheathed, he pierced through the opponent's sword-holding right shoulder.

But Aji's face was still expressionless, but his eyes were full of pain, and even the pain in Mr. Mao's eyes was deep!

Mr. Mao Da let out a long sigh, and then said slowly: "Have we not seen each other for five years?" Have you been doing well over the years? Are there any ailments? ”

This sentence was actually said to Aji, and it seems that they not only know each other, but they are also old friends for many years. Friends who haven't seen each other for many years suddenly reunite, of course, to say hello to each other.

This would have been a very common phrase. But when these words came out of his mouth, it seemed to be full of pain and resentment.

Aggie's fists clenched, not only did he speak, but he didn't look back.

Mr. Mao said: "Since I have recognized you, why don't you still want to turn back, let me see you!" ”

Aji suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "Since you have already recognized me, why do you bother to look at me again!" ”

Mr. Mao said: "Then you should at least see what I have become!" His voice was soft, but it was like a scream.

Aji finally turned around, but as soon as he turned around, Gujing Wubo's face changed! Because standing in front of him was nothing more than a gray-haired old man, and there was nothing strange and terrifying.

But just looking at the expression on Aji's face, he was far more surprised than suddenly seeing the Flood Desolation Monster.

Mr. Mao Da laughed again, and smiled even more strangely: "You see if I have become a lot!" ”

Aggie wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth a few times but didn't make a sound.

"Your disciple is very good, he should have learned three points of your sword, he is very powerful." Mr. Mao Da was still smiling.

Aggie shook his head: "I only taught him once, and I don't even remember his name." ”

Hearing this, Mr. Mao Da looked at Mu Yi: "I can't see that you are still a person who values affection." ”

"A division of a sword is also a division." Mu Yi smiled freely, "I should have taken action if you sneaked up behind your back." ”

Mr. Mao smiled bitterly: "He knows that I won't hurt him, you're just doing more." ”

Although Mu Yi had been prepared, he still showed a look of surprise, because he didn't understand why the other party didn't hate Aji.

Mr. Mao suddenly pointed at Aji and asked Mu Yi, "How old do you guess your master is?" ”

Mu Yi looked at Aji and hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "More than thirty years old." ”

Mr. Mao Da shook his head and continued to ask, "What about me?" ”

Mu Yi looked at the other party's white hair and the wrinkles on his face, although he wanted to say less, he still said a big number: "More than fifty." ”

Mr. Mao laughed as if he had never heard of anything more ridiculous. But his laughter didn't even sound like a smile, and even a little like crying.

Mu Yi looked at Aji and asked, "Did I guess all wrong?" ”

Aji let out a long breath and said, "You guessed right, I belong to the tiger, and I am thirty-two this year, but he is only three years older than me. ”

The audience was shocked for a while, because no one would have seen that this person was only thirty-five this year! Everyone has the same question in their hearts, why is he aging so fast!

No one asked, but Aggie explained, "Because of hatred, he hates me." ”

When Mr. Mao Da heard this, he said: "I don't hate you, it's me, that's why I torture myself like this." ”

Aggie was silent, and after a while he nodded slowly and said, "I probably understand." ”

Mr. Mao Da looked up and asked, "Do you really understand?" ”

Aggie said: "Really? ”

Mr. Mao said, "Can you forgive me? ”

Aggie laughed, "I never complained about you. ”

Hearing this, Mr. Mao Da directly let out a long breath, as if he had put down a thousand catties of heavy burden on his shoulders. Then he knelt down and knelt in front of Aggie, and muttered, "Thank you, thank you!" ”

Mr. Qiu Er had been looking at him in surprise, and now he couldn't help but roar angrily: "There were so many opportunities just now, why didn't you kill him with one sword?" You know, if this man doesn't die, there is no way for us to live! ”

Mr. Mao sighed softly, and then his sigh turned into a bitter smile, and then he continued: "Even if I shoot at the same time as you, I will definitely be able to hurt him at all!" for he had a sword in his hand. ”

Hearing this, Qiu Er's anger had turned into surprise, because he knew that his friend was not a liar, but he couldn't help but ask: "Our double sword attack just now must have become a trend of heaven and earth, and he still has a way to break it?" ”

Mr. Mao's face showed respect: "He has it, and he is the only one in the world, and there is only that way." ”

Qiu Er suddenly changed color, and then lost his voice: "Only the burning of heaven and earth can break the momentum of heaven and earth!" Could he be that man? ”

Mr. Mao nodded and said, "Not bad." The earth is shattered, the heavens and the earth are burned! He was that man. ”

Mr. Qiu Er staggered back, as if he couldn't even stand up after knowing the truth.

At this time, Mr. Mao Da suddenly said: "I have only done one unforgivable crime in my life, if it wasn't for someone who kept the secret for me, I would have died a long time ago." ”

Qiu Er raised his head and said, "He's the same person?" ”

Mr. Mao said: "Yes, that was many years ago, I have seen him over the years, but he has never given me the opportunity to speak, and he has heard me say a word from the end, and now I think he is willing to listen..."

As he spoke, a cold light flew silently, it was a three-foot-long broken knife, which stabbed directly into his undefended back! And when a person recalls the past, he is often defenseless.

However, he was defenseless, but someone in the field had been paying attention to the sneak attacker, and Nie Ming had already paid attention to the big boss, Zhu Yeqing, and the little brother when the other party started to tell the story.

Because in his memory, there will be a moth here, and Mr. Mao Da will be attacked from behind! So when the attack happened, Mu Yi flew up and stopped the attack with a stick!

The sound of the blade and the golden hoop on the tip of the stick directly interrupted Mr. Mao's narration, and everyone looked in the direction of the attacker.

At this time, the corners of Zhu Yeqing's grinning mouth seemed to be about to smile, but the person who made the shot was not him. The man who shot did not smile, and the young man usually had a very cute smile on his face, but now he did not smile.

Seeing him make a move, the big boss was taken aback first, and Aji was also taken aback.

Mr. Qiu Er, who had lived with Mr. Mao for a long time, was not only shocked, but also angry, and he shouted and asked the big boss: "Who is this person?" ”