Silence, long silence.

After Shangguan Jinhong finished saying three sentences, he stood in the dark, silent, he couldn't see any blades in his hands, and the dragon and phoenix double rings were long gone.

And Su Weiyun stood in front of the last bit of light left in the sky, and the scabbard reflected some light slightly, hitting the back of Shangguan Jinhong's hand.

Shangguan Jinhong didn't speak, and he didn't speak either.

After a long time, Shangguan Jinhong finally asked, "Why don't you speak?" ”

Su Weiyun replied, "Because I have nothing to say." ”

Shangguan Jinhong asked again: "Since you have nothing to say, why don't you use a sword yet?" ”

Su Weiyun replied, "Because I don't have a sword to use!" ”

Shangguan Jinhong said with a smile on his face: "Yes, your swordsmanship has been used for me, so you naturally have no sword to use." ”

Su Weiyun said: "I came this time to get back the sword spectrum. ”

Shangguan Jinhong said: "What's the use of retrieving the sword spectrum?" I have cultivated the final and ultimate fifteenth sword of death, and no one in the world is my opponent! Even if the old man of Tianji comes, I will definitely make him hate on the spot! ”

"What's the matter with the sword spectrum being returned to you, what's the matter if you don't pay it back?"

Shangguan Jinhong walked into the secret room, pulled out a lilac secret book from the mountain file, and wrote five big characters in blood red on the right side of the book cover.

"Thirteen Swords of Death"!

Shangguan Jinhong shook his hand, and his internal strength was devastated, and when his hand was fixed again, the sword score of the thirteen deadly swords had turned into pieces of confetti and scattered on the ground.

Su Weiyun was not only not surprised, but said: "Okay! You have ruined the sword spectrum, and you have finally benefited the world! ”

Shangguan Jinhong laughed and said: "I have been benefiting the world, and after the money gang unifies the martial arts, I will set new rules, the laws of the rivers and lakes, and make the martial arts peaceful." ”

"Then I will also promote the copper coins minted by the Money Gang, gather forces, overthrow the imperial court, and establish a new dynasty!"

Su Weiyun said lightly: "You are thinking too far. ”

Shangguan Jinhong said: "It's not far." Not far at all. The power of the money gang has spread all over the world, ten years ago, I have been outside the customs and the border layout, contact other countries, but also those nomads outside the plug, as long as I unify the martial arts, the inside should be combined with the outside, do not worry about the big thing! ”

"Otherwise, do you think that in the ten years that I have been retiring, I will be drunk all day long like Li Xunhuan, and I will be groggy and messing around?!"

Su Weiyun couldn't refute it.

With the above official Jinhong's methods, if he is given enough time, it is not too difficult to do this.

Shangguan Jinhong said again: "Chivalry violates the ban with martial arts, so the world must be divided for a long time!" If you are the leader of the martial arts alliance and let you govern the martial arts, can you do it better than me? If you can't, retreat quickly, and I'll spare your life!" ”

Night comes, and the moon rises.

The surroundings are still quiet, the secret room is like a tomb that does not see the light of day all year round, and even the moonlight cannot shine in, except for loneliness, it is still lonely.

In a sense, Shangguan Jinhong and Li Xunhuan are somewhat similar - Li Xunhuan is lonely because he loves others, and Shangguan Jinhong is lonely because he doesn't love people.

Is the fate of a peerless master always lonely?

Su Weiyun finally spoke slowly and said, "Your dynasty will only be like Jing Wuming and Shangguan Fei, although they will not betray you, they will never make you and the world feel good!" ”

When it came to Jing Wuming and Shangguan Fei, Shangguan Jinhong's expression did not change at all, and there was not even a little fluctuation.

Shangguan Jinhong just smiled and said, "It seems that you don't agree with me." ”

Su Weiyun said: "If I agree with you, I won't come at all." ”

Shangguan Jinhong stared at Su Weiyun for a long time, his body moved, and he suddenly gave way to half of the door, and said, "Then you are here, please come in." ”

Su Weiyun asked strangely, "Do you have to let me in?" ”

"If you insist on waiting for me to draw your sword first, you can only go in with me."

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Chamber.

A dark chamber.

It is difficult for anyone who has not been here to imagine a room of this size, furnished so simply, plainly and dimly.

But the scroll on the table is so valuable that it is incalculable.

The ultimate simplicity, but the rarest.

After Shangguan Jinhong invited Su Weiyun into the house, he slowly closed the door and isolated himself from the world.

Su Weiyun stood at the door and asked, "There are no lights here?" ”

Shangguan Jinhong said: "What's the use of the lamp?" ”

Su Weiyun said: "If there is no light, how can you spend the night?" ”

Shangguan Jinhong said: "Make it at sunrise, rest at sunset, sleep well and spend the night naturally." ”

He has a lot of wealth and power, but his routine is almost a strict rule.

Su Weiyun said: "You invite me here before you are willing to use the sword?" ”

Shangguan Jinhong said with a smile: "I just want to invite someone who knows how to appreciate to come to my most luxurious, extraordinary, and extraordinary secret room to have a look." ”

Su Weiyun said: "I've seen it." ”

Shangguan Jinhong said solemnly: "You haven't seen it." How can you see without lights and fires? ”

Su Weiyun said: "If you can see it, I can naturally do it too." ”

Shangguan Jinhong said: "You and I don't have that kind of magical night eye, but I am familiar with every corner of this secret room, every file, every ray of light, everything is under my control." So even if I can't see anything, it's okay for me to move. ”

"And you can't!"

Su Weiyun frowned and said, "What exactly do you want to say?" ”

Shangguan Jinhong slowly picked up a sword from the far right side of the table, a sharp and simple sword.

Even if there is no fire and no lamp, it is difficult to hide its faint blooming cold silver light.

The blade is narrow and short, with twists and turns, uneven lines, faintly shining with strange colors, sometimes red, sometimes black.

Fish intestine sword!

It really deserves to be one of the top ten famous swords of antiquity!

This ancient divine sword was originally in the Tibetan Sword Villa, but later You Longsheng gave it to Lin Xian'er, and it fell into the hands of Shangguan Jinhong.

Shangguan Jinhong stroked the cold sword body with the palm of his hand, and sighed: "This is the Ancient Fish Intestine Divine Sword, when my internal strength is running, the moment the divine sword is shot, it will shoot out a cold light, and then you can see this secret room clearly." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was struck.

Swish!

The Fish Intestine Sword was originally a short sword for assassins, but for Shangguan Jinhong, it was more suitable for him.

Because what he is best at using is a short weapon.

The sword is like a wood, floating in the river.

The surrounding corpses floated up, dyeing the river gradually red, floating and sinking, soldiers sinking into the sand, and thousands of drops of blood were melted into the river, a miserable scene in the world.

The emperor was angry, the corpses were floating for thousands of miles, bleeding and drifting, and the whole world was dead!

This is Shangguan Jinhong's thirteenth sword!

Although Su Weiyun couldn't see it, he had already felt the amazing and domineering murderous aura emanating from the sword, and he was shocked and shouted, "Shangguan Jinhong, you have fallen into the devil!" ”

Shangguan Jinhong ignored it, and with a turn of his backhand, a flower immediately bloomed on the sword.

The blood-colored lotus flower did not move at all, allowing the rolling blood river to surge!

The secret room was dark, and the lotus flower stabbed towards Su Weiyun's face.

Su Weiyun immediately drew his sword with his left hand and used the "only return to the west" in the Dharma swordsmanship!

He didn't use the Thirteen Deadly Swords, because he knew that his "Thirteen Deadly Swords" could no longer compete with Shangguan Jinhong's "Thirteen Deadly Swords" at this moment!

Call.

There seemed to be a strong breeze blowing in the closed room, and the warm summer mood was made again.

——A monk floated up, carried a reed lightly in his hand, and placed it on the surface of the river, to cross the river from the river of blood.

I saw him standing on one foot, his left leg raised high, and easily paddled ten zhang along the surface of the river, and the blood stains under his feet naturally rippled, not staining his body or staining blood.

Until a blood-colored lotus flower moved again, spun and came to the monk's face, across the river, blocking his way.

- Of course, this is not the real scene of Su Weiyun and Shangguan Jinhong arguing on swords.

- However, their swords were hidden in the darkness, coming and going, and disappearing, so if the two of them closed their eyes, they would feel such a strange picture.

Shangguan Jinhong was neither sad nor happy, and said calmly: "Although you have more experience in kendo than me, but you have taken the wrong path, you still can't stop me from killing the fifteenth sword!" ”

He raised the sword in his hand and danced a sword flower, which seemed to be hiding a poisonous dragon!

——Between the blood-colored lotus, the flowers bloom with three petals, and a vicious poisonous dragon also jumps out!

The poisonous dragon lowered its head and drank it, and drank all the water of the blood river, and its whole body slowly turned red, becoming indescribably swollen, terrifying, terrifying!

The river of blood was drunk, the reeds were helpless, swaying non-stop, and the monk had no choice but to cross his right leg and sit cross-legged in the air, hanging steadily.

After the poisonous dragon drank the blood water, it had a kind of demonic nature, saw the monk, immediately twisted the dragon's head, and suddenly rushed towards the monk, the power is incomparable!

- That poisonous dragon is in Shangguan Jinhong's hands!

As soon as the sword qi in Shangguan Jinhong's hand moved, the cold light suddenly shot out, heading in all directions!

The chamber finally lit up a little.

Su Weiyun also saw all the furnishings in the secret room clearly, and at this moment, a thought rose in his mind: the wooden bed, the high table, the scroll, and even a speck of dust in the secret room were flowing with dripping blood.

Everything has a fierce murderous aura, no one can live, nothing is not killed!

This is the fifteenth sword that kills you!

Incomparable, the fifteenth sword of killing gods and demons!

"Thank you for sending me this sword!"

Shangguan Jinhong's voice became distorted, sharp, and unpleasant, far less than the calm, majestic, and middle-aged helper in Su Weiyun's impression.

Su Weiyun suddenly understood.

What Shangguan Jinhong used was the fifteenth sword of death, and it was the fifteenth sword of death that even the "Sword God" Xie Xiaofeng could easily kill!

Only the fifteenth sword of death is the real fifteenth sword of death!

This is meant to be a magic sword!

If you don't kill yourself first, how can you kill yourself?

No one can stop this sword.

Hu Bugui, Li Xunhuan, and the old man of Tianji are not good. Perhaps only by reaching the realm of the legendary "god man" can this trick be cracked, and then it is possible to master this trick.

Su Weiyun also suddenly couldn't move, and the deep fear brought by a strong killing aura and death aura enveloped the sky, suppressing him heavily.

He finally got to know what it was like to face his enemies.

It was as if he had fallen straight from the height of a cliff, helpless, and unable to howl out of despair.

Su Weiyun didn't move.

Shangguan Jinhong also saw that Su Weiyun was not moving with the flickering sword light.

This did not surprise him, the seventeen swordsmen who died under his sword were all like this, powerless to resist and unable to move.

Shangguan Jinhong thinks that Su Weiyun is the same as them!

.........

But Su Weiyun is still a little different from them after all.

Su Weiyun's swordsmanship didn't need to move.

If the heart does not move, the sword will not move, and if it does not move, it will not move, and if it does not move, it will not move.

He seems to have returned to the cave on the face wall of Song Mountain, sitting in front of the shadow of the Bodhidharma Patriarch all day long, wearing the stars and the moon.

......

——On the river of blood, although the poisonous dragon rises, the monk still hangs in the air.

Don't move, don't speak, don't make a sound, don't look or listen, don't be frightened, it's like sitting in a stone cave, facing the wall and thinking.

In an instant, the poisonous dragon was about to crash through the monk with its massive body.

The monk suddenly sighed, picked up the reed in his hand, and gently pointed it towards the head of the poisonous dragon, and suddenly blocked the momentum of the dragon's head!

The poisonous dragon slammed harder, and in its opinion, although the monk in front of it had supernatural powers, it could not be its opponent in the end!

Sure enough, the reed gradually bent and bent, unable to withstand such a great force, and was about to be broken alive.

Cha!

At the moment when the reed broke, the tail of the poisonous dragon wagged, and it was about to crash into the monk!

Rumble!

But instead of a monk, he bumped into another poisonous dragon that was exactly the same as it, indistinguishable, or even more agile than it!

The poisonous dragon roared and rejoiced, as if celebrating its newfound freedom!

The monk pressed the head of the poisonous dragon in front of him tightly with half a reed, and the poisonous dragon that gushed out of the reed under the monk's seat rolled over, took advantage of the situation, and bit it on the neck!

"Ahh

A terrible cry sounded, shaking through the clouds and mist, resounding through the nine heavens!

Who could have imagined why such a change had happened.

The poisonous dragon didn't understand until it died, it was obviously killing a monk, why did it provoke another even more powerful poisonous dragon?!

- In the Chamber of Secrets.

The sword aura is full of light, and the light is as bright as a lamp.

Not only Shangguan Jinhong's internal force was agitated, but Su Weiyun's internal force of the "wedding dress magic skill" also poured out, turning into a dragon!

A piece of pure golden and crimson sword qi intertwined, making a "snort" sound, almost overturning the entire room.

Fortunately, the sword qi was in a hurry, and it was put away as soon as it was released.

The last ray of light freezes the last bizarre picture.

Su Weiyun's body jumped in the air, holding the Immortal Sword in his left hand, volleying a sword in the air, hitting it from above, resisting Shangguan Jinhong's Fish Intestine Divine Sword and suppressing it.

And his other right hand pulled out the Xiaoxiang sword, the blue light bloomed, the sword shadow was heavy, with the monstrous murderous aura that killed the world, it seemed to stab towards Shangguan Jinhong slowly and quickly.

An unprecedentedly powerful sword technique hovered over the sword, carrying a thick aura of extinction that made people shudder and unable to move.

Shangguan Jinhong's eyes suddenly widened, and his incredible look filled him, and he said, "You ......"

Phew!

The Xiaoxiang sword had already entered his heart.

The light faded, and the chamber darkened again.

Darkness, eternal darkness.

"Your fifteenth sword of death, it turned out to be so powerful?!"

Su Weiyun stood in place for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly.

Previously, his "Dharma Sword Technique" and his Buddhist skills and his "Thirteen Swords of Death" that he had cultivated since early times were mutually restrained and balanced.

This avoids the danger that the "Thirteen Swords of Death" will go mad, and to a certain extent, it also controls the trouble that the "Buddhist cultivation" is insufficient and forcibly cultivating Shaolin stunts will make the meridians go wrong.

From a certain point of view, Su Weiyun has cut off all the shortcomings of martial arts.

But it also caused two unparalleled swords, one left and one right, one slow and one fast, one good and one evil, and the power of the two swordsmanship could not be exerted to the extreme.

The fifteenth sword of death is a swordsmanship that deduces killing to the extreme, even Yan Thirteen can't control it, and the sword god Xie Xiaofeng is also extremely afraid.

And the Dharma sword method is the only sword technique named after a god handed down by a god himself.

The two swordsmanship, no matter which one is successful, is enough to become the top master in the world.

Su Weiyun's two swordsmanship skills have been practiced to the peak, and they have left and right fighting each other, no matter how they say, they are also unrivaled, but the lethality they exert does not seem to be as strong as the legend.

Here's why.

The drawbacks of swordsmanship are gone, but the power has also been weakened, and one gain and one loss is cause and effect.

These two swordsmanship are incompatible.

But this time, Shangguan Jinhong used his fifteenth sword to catch the constraints of the Dharma swordsmanship, making Su Weiyun's fifteenth sword take the opportunity to re-emerge from the mountain!

Shangguan Jinhong guessed something from the sigh, and a faint regret appeared on his face, and then he slowly fell down.

Boom.

As Shangguan Jinhong fell, Su Weiyun suddenly seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and sat on the empty ground all of a sudden.

He was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes.