Seeing that the nightingale won the first person, and the first trace of crimson was smeared on the sword, Ye Xiao left, he really wanted to read it all, and he wanted to see the safety of the person he loved in his heart before leaving, but his heart had already understood, and his sword had already sounded.

After watching so many swordsman competitions, he is also a swordsman, so he naturally wanted to dance the sword for a long time.

How do the swordsmen on the top of Jianming Mountain dance their swords? Naturally, they dance with life and death!

With a wave of the long sword, the green shirt danced, Ye Xiao flew directly into the sky, and in just a few moments, the position of the Jianming Mountain he was in was already above the clouds. And his opponent, as if he had been waiting for a long time, sat in the distance in a red robe, with two pots next to him, and a sword in his hand.

After glancing at it, Ye Xiao laughed, walked over directly, picked up a pot of wine, and after drinking, shouted: "Happy!"

"This is the first time that someone has drunk with me since I got the sword killing from Liu Bai. Xi Mengsheng looked at Ye Xiao and suddenly said.

"Wine needs two people to be good. Ye smiled back, then looked at Liu Bai killing the sword, and continued: "In the same way, the sword also needs two people to dance to be interesting. ”

"Ha!" Xi Mengsheng laughed so happily for the first time, as if he had found a confidant, perhaps the person who understands you best is your worst enemy.

With a long laugh, Xi Mengsheng picked up the wine and smiled at Ye Xiao: "Please." ”

"Please!" With the same word, Ye Xiao picked up the wine jug and drank it with Xi Mengsheng.

The two of them didn't drink one sip at a time, and they planned to drink it all at once, but the wine jug looked small, but the space inside was only known to Xi Mengsheng, and the two drank it for half an hour, and the wine still didn't finish drinking.

"Aren't they going to start yet?" asked Liu'er, who was watching the battle.

"Don't worry, wait until they're done drinking. "Feng Mingxue is also here, this is natural, Ye Xiao is her only friend, she will naturally come.

"Are they really going to live and die against each other? Now they drink and obviously regard each other as confidants. Xingfu asked in a mournful voice.

"Yes!" Yun Xuan nodded back, and said, "This way, we followed Ye Xiao, haven't we seen countless friends, brothers, and confidants competing in swords?"

"Such a sword is dyed with so much sadness, next time, can the heart still be swung out?" Yun Xiaosheng is the one who has changed the most, because his world is beautiful, and all life is full of beauty, so he will feel the most sorry for Ao Yunzhu's death, this is the first time he has seen so many sad stories.

Now Yun Xiaosheng's hands are trembling, along the way, he tried several times to stop the two people who lived and loved each other from killing each other, but he failed, and no one stopped because of his obstruction, it seems that the swordsmen who came to Jianming Mountain came for death, and they all came for the sword.

"Of course!" Feng Mingxue replied affirmatively, and then stared at Ye Xiao and Xi Mengsheng because they had finished drinking.

As soon as the words fell, everyone listened to the sound of the sword.

Following the sound of the sword, I saw that Ye Xiao and Xi Mengsheng both raised their long swords.

"Mingfeng, the sword is three feet and three and a half feet long, nameless iron, I wield it all day long, and it is smoothed by the wind, and it is in the shape of a sword! This sword is bloodthirsty, I don't know how many people I have killed, but I only know that those who fight with it will die!" Ye Xiao, who spoke first, introduced the Mingfeng Sword, and then added a few fierce words, as if it was used to attack the enemy's confidence.

From the moment the sword is raised, every word and every action of the swordsman is deliberate, all for victory, even if he begs for mercy in battle, it is also a means.

In addition to the most basic skills, there are also how the heart is before the battle, what the environment is like when fighting, and the sum of all kinds is the final result.

Just like Leng Wuxin and Aojunmei yesterday, maybe Leng Wuxin's skill is one or two points higher than Aojunmei, but other places may lose to Aojunmei, so with the same sword, Leng Wuxin's skill is higher, but he is defeated.

In addition, the same is true of the one between Mingfeng and mortals, and the one between Mingfeng and Taiyi.

"Liu Bai kills the sword, the sword is three feet long, one sword is two points, one is the cypress, the palm is dead, the other is the willow, the palm is separated! Now the two swords are one, death is in me, and the separation is also in me! Under this sword, there is only death, and no one can go!" Xi Mengsheng also spoke, and he said in a cold voice word by word, which was even more terrifying than Ye Xiao's words.

As soon as Xi Mengsheng finished speaking, Ye Xiao raised his sword and swung it out, and said at the same time: "First sword!

Anger! What is anger! Anger is fire! It is bursting! It is anger!

The sword of rage, aggression is like fire, why do you need a second sword to kill?

In the red furnace and snow, in the first year of Jiang Li's death, Ye Xiao practiced the sword, there was only hatred and hatred in his heart, only anger, and the sword intent was full of destruction, it seemed that the sword was resentful of this world, so he wanted to destroy this world.

As soon as the angry sword came out, the wind and thunder moved, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the earth shook the mountains!

"Wow! Usually it seems, such a gentle person, the sword is so hot!" Liu Er said in surprise when she saw this.

In response to the angry sword, there was a joke: "Long hatred of the sunset tells life and death!

The drama fell, the robe danced, and the sword of Liu Bai was raised, but it was extremely slow, as if it was really singing, not dancing the sword! But as soon as the voice fell, no matter whether it was Ye Xiao or the people watching the battle around, they all felt a sense of sadness and resentment!

The song is sung in the play, as if a song of resentment that can never be erased, even if people die, but hatred is still alive, even if the world is destroyed, this hatred is still alive!

Therefore, even though anger can destroy the world, it still can't kill hate!

"It's the same as yesterday's rain, what a terrifying sword intent, why is there such a persistent and pure person in the world? Are all swordsmen so persistent?" Xingxu looked at the sword of Xi Mengsheng and asked, I don't know whether to ask myself or others.

No one answered her, maybe there was no answer, maybe their eyes were on the two swords as she was.

The sword shadow flashed, and the Mingfeng sword was inserted into Xi Mengsheng's left rib, and Liu Bai's killing sword was also inserted into Xi Mengsheng's right rib!

Although the swords all pierced each other's bodies, only Ye Xiao was injured, because hatred would not die, so the sword with such hatred would not be injured either.

A touch of bright red dripped down, and Ye Xiao raised his sword again: "Second sword!

What is quiet? Silence is cold, ice and snow, and silence!

The silent sword, the killing is not visible, all the killing opportunities have been hidden, and the deadliest sword cannot be seen, because when you see it, you are already dead!

In the second year of the red furnace and the snow, the flowers bloomed on Jiang Li's grave, Ye Xiao's anger and hatred slowly dissipated, his sword began to slow down, and he was not even out of the sword, he began to hide the sword, and began to hide the sword with the strongest killing power, only when it was most necessary, this sword would be unsheathed and killed with one blow!