Xie Xiaodi, a swordsman who has almost reached the highest height in the world.

Whether it is his parents, his wife, his background, or his power, his martial arts, there are few people in the martial arts who are better than him.

And all of this adds up to no other.

- What about Xiaoyun?

Xiaoyun worked as a dung man, worked as a cook, was framed as a murderer by the family, and even an apprentice who wanted to be a pastry shop would be expelled by the proprietress .

In the end, he could only live on the streets, helpless, and spend his days with children.

Such a person can be regarded as a very low point in the world.

Why did Xie Xiaodi come to challenge Xiaoyun?

"Xie Xiaodi......"

Xiao Yun silently recited the name in his mouth, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a long time before slowly exhaling.

"You're going to challenge me?"

Xie Xiaodi said: "Yes, I'm here to challenge you." ”

On the side, the doll wanted to pull Zhu Yeqing away, but Zhu Yeqing didn't move his body stiffly, and asked, "I'm afraid you're looking for the wrong person when you come to challenge him, he can't even beat me!" ”

When he said this, there was some smugness and some eagerness.

Xie Xiaodi suddenly turned around, stared straight at him, and asked, "You said he couldn't beat you?" ”

Zhu Yeqing said: "Yesterday, he just lost under my hands!" ”

Xie Xiaodi took a deep breath and said word for word: "Do you know that he is the mysterious swordsman who discussed swords with Xie Zhuang in Shenjian Villa for seven days and seven nights, and finally drifted away?!" ”

Zhu Yeqing was suddenly stunned, standing in place, as if he couldn't move.

"You say he's ......"

Xie Xiaodi's tone turned cold again, and he didn't look at him anymore, but said, "You don't have to speak." I'm here just to hear him. ”

"He" is talking about Xiaoyun.

Xiaoyun said: "What do you want to hear from me?" ”

Xie Xiaodi said: "I want to hear you say, what did you communicate with the world's first sword?" ”

Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Of course I can tell you." ”

Xie Xiaodi then said, "Then I will defeat you with my own hands." ”

Xiaoyun said: "If it's really as you think, you can do it now." ”

Xie Xiaodi's sword was not sheathed, he moved at this time, his footsteps turned sharply, and he actually stepped out of the footwork of the Nine Palaces Bagua, changing three directions in a row, and his body was chaotic, which was dizzying.

In the end, from facing west, it became stepping on the south position, and then the sword light flew, and suddenly froze, and the sword blade happened to be cut on Xiaoyun's right arm.

The sword only cut a slight cut and did not cause much damage.

Xie Xiaodi retreated like the wind, the sword in his right hand was stained with blood, but he still couldn't hide the compelling cold light.

His sword was originally his special trip overseas to seek cold iron, and he invited the descendants of Master Lu to build it, which can be called one of the contemporary divine swords.

The wind blew in from outside, and it made people's hearts cold.

Drip.

A drop of blood dripped down the blade.

"You've won."

Xiaoyun said lightly, unfazed, as if the injured person was not him at all.

Xie Xiaodi tightened his eyebrows and said, "Where's your sword?" ”

Xiaoyun said: "I don't have to use a sword. ”

Xie Xiaodi said: "There is a sword in your heart, but there is no sword in your hand?" ”

He said a profound martial arts realm, and he seemed to know a lot.

Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "No." It's that I don't have to use a sword at all. ”

Xie Xiaodi asked again: "Then how do you win against me?" ”

"I didn't even want to beat you!"

Xie Xiaodi's calm face finally showed a hint of anger, and a sword slashed on the Eight Immortals table next to him, and the corner of the table broke in response to the sound and fell in the middle of the lobby.

The clever guests had long since snuck away.

Only Zhu Yeqing and the doll were still standing by and watching the tragic battle that was about to take place.

Xie Xiaodi shouted: "If you lose, you will be like this!" ”

The tip of his sword turned, and it was actually towards Xiao Yun's abdomen, Xiao Yun tried his best to dodge back, but he still inevitably got a blood mark!

"Don't draw your sword yet?!"

Xie Xiaodi was a little annoyed, and even a little crazy in his voice, he quickly stabbed out the seventeen swords, a little silver light fluttered, and faintly like a fog locking the mountain, hazy, virtual and real are difficult to distinguish.

Snort, snort, snort!

The sword wind broke through the air, and it had reached less than a foot in front of Xiao Yun!

Xie Xiaodi used the "Lianyun Seventeen Peaks", which was very difficult to practice in the Diancang Sword Technique, and he had only been in the Diancang Sect for less than two years, and he had already learned the swordsmanship that others needed ten years to practice, and he was really talented.

But in the face of this amazing seventeen consecutive swords, Xiao Yun actually stood in place, like a wooden man, motionless.

The doll shouted, "Brother Xiaoyun, run quickly." If you can't beat it, you can run, there's nothing to be ashamed of! ”

He thought that with Xiaoyun's previous martial arts, he could at least run away.

Wow!

The words fell, and as soon as the sword light was closed, Xie Xiaodi returned to his original place.

The seventeen swords he said stabbed and stabbed, and he said that he would collect them, but he didn't even hurt Xiaoyun at all.

Xie Xiaodi suddenly said, "I understand." ”

He walked over and pulled out a sword pinned to Xiao Yun's waist, it was a delicate and detailed wooden sword, and there were traces of a child's drawing on it.

This wooden sword is sharpened very well, even if it is sold, I am afraid it can be sold for dozens of copper plates, but compared to Xie Xiaodi's Cold Iron Divine Sword, it is inevitably greatly inferior.

If Xie Xiaodi's Cold Iron Divine Sword is a sword, then Xiaoyun's wooden sword can only be regarded as a toy at most.

Xie Xiaodi handed his sword to Xiao Yun, and then said, "You have lived in seclusion for many years, so you don't have a good sword with you. So you use my sword, I use your sword, and we start competing! ”

Xiao Yun stared at the sword in his hand for a long time, but remained silent.

After a long time, Xie Xiaodi finally said, "You still don't want to use the sword?" ”

Xiaoyun said: "I don't know how to swordsmanship!" ”

Xie Xiaodi said coldly: "When you and the 'No. 1 Sword in the World' were discussing swords in the Divine Sword Villa, did you ever say that you didn't know swordsmanship?" ”

Xiaoyun said: "It will be then, but not now." ”

Xie Xiaodi said angrily: "Martial arts, how can this be the case?!" ”

Xiaoyun's tone was still very calm: "If you want to be a real big person, you must learn to be a real little person. Whether it's martial arts or life, it's like this. ”

"A big man can become a small man at any time, and a person who knows swordsmanship may become incapable of swordsmanship at any time."

"That's what I talked about with your father."

The more Xiaoyun said, the more outrageous it became, and when Xie Xiaodi heard the words "your father", he couldn't bear it anymore, holding the wooden sword in his hand, he jumped into the air, like an angry thunderbolt, slamming down from the sky!

Rumble!

Thunder Fury!

The momentum of this sword is so strong that even the blind Zhu Yeqing can feel it beside him, and he can't help but be moved.

And Xiao Yun seemed to want to come up with a sword, but he didn't know how to do it, and when he raised the sword, Xie Xiaodi's sword had already pierced in front of his right chest.

Click!

Xiaoyun finally raised his sword and slashed down!

The Cold Iron Divine Sword was really sharp, and the wooden sword was broken by it, and it was immediately divided into two halves.

Half of it was held in Xie Xiaodi's hand, and the other half was inserted in Xiaoyun's right chest.

Xiao Yun frowned, immediately grabbed the end of the wooden sword, and pulled it out with force.

Laugh at!

Blood flew out, and even a few drops splashed on Xie Xiaodi's face. Then I saw red blood slowly flowing down the wound.

The wound is neither deep nor shallow, nor is it fatal.

Xiaoyun tore off a piece of fabric from his clothes, three times and two times, and quickly tied the wound, and then slowly sat on the bench, trying not to move.

"You ......"

Xie Xiaodi looked at Xiaoyun blankly, and was speechless for a while.

Xiaoyun said: "I have been defeated. ”

Xie Xiaodi said: "You really don't know swordsmanship? ”

Xiaoyun shook his head.

Xie Xiaodi said: "With Xie ...... Is the mysterious swordsman Xie Xiaofeng talking about swords really you? ”

Xiaoyun nodded.

Xie Xiaodi was stunned for a long time, then looked at the wooden sword that was disconnected from his hand, suddenly sighed, and said, "Okay." ”

He turned and walked away, stepping over the threshold, and had no intention of staying any longer.

Xiao Yun grabbed the Cold Iron Divine Sword in his hand and said, "Your sword hasn't been taken yet." ”

"I gave it to you."