Sou!

A gust of night wind blew and blew the thin clothes of the two old men, and their figures couldn't help but shake.

But the colder place than the body is the heart!

"Second brother, why?" 'Bloody man' Xue Yiren looked at his opponent with a sad face and said in a deep voice.

The opponent standing in front of him was none other than Xue Yiren's only brother - Xue Xiaoren!

Xue Xiaoren's swordsmanship is so high, even if it is not as good as Xue Yiren, it is only half inferior, but all along, he has lived in the shadow of Xue Yiren.

Just because, he has an elder brother of a great swordsman!

In the eyes of the world, Xue Xiaoren will always be a vassal of Xue Yiren, and he cannot really be independent.

A few years ago, Xue Xiaoren suddenly went crazy and killed his wife with his own hands, and he was delirious. Xue Yiren had no choice but to lock up his younger brother.

But now, Xue Yi has realized that he was wrong.

Xue Xiaoren has never gone crazy, on the contrary, he is very sober!

Boom!

The long sword in Xue Xiaoren's hand roared, and a crisp sword roar was emitted, and there was an indescribable mockery on his face, and he didn't know whether he was mocking his big swordsman brother or mocking himself.

"Why?" Xue Xiaoren sneered, "Big brother, I think you should understand, right?" ”

Xue Yiren said bitterly: "Is it because of the pressure I gave you?" ”

Xue Yiren sneered, "That's right, since I practiced martial arts, I have been living in your shadow and can't get out. ”

"No matter what I do, I can't get rid of you, the 'man in blood'. The world will not applaud me, but praise the younger brother of the 'Bloody Man'! ”

"I'm fed up with these days!"

In the end, Xue Xiaoren's face distorted, and his expression became even more hideous.

Boom!

Hearing the criticism of his dearest second brother, Xue Yiren couldn't help but tremble, and a trace of pain appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"Second brother, I don't want to be like this either!"

Xue Xiaodao: "I know, so, from beginning to end, I never wanted to tell you about my pain. ”

In the end, Xue Xiaoren's expression also became painful and struggling.

In the final analysis, they are all the closest brothers, and Xue Xiaoren never thought of taking revenge on his brother!

Swish!

For a moment, the two brothers were silent, but a cold wind blew again, which still woke them up.

Xue Xiaoren tightly held the long sword in his hand, looked at his eldest brother sharply, and said, "Big brother, how long have we not competed with a sword?" ”

Xue Yiren was silent, and finally slowly spit out a sentence, "It's been four or five years, right?" ”

Xue Xiaoren sighed as if reminiscing: "Has it been so long?" In that case, big brother, you and I will compete with swords for the last time today! ”

Xue Yiren smiled bitterly and nodded, "Yes, the last sword fight." ”

Boom!

Before the two brothers could speak, the blade of the sword in their hands had already stabbed out in no particular order.

Swish!

The blade of Xue Yiren's sword was like a thunder and lightning above the nine heavens, the speed was extremely fast, and a sword stabbed out, and endless brilliance emerged.

At this moment, the boundless sword qi gathered on Xue Yiren's body, and the sword qi not only shot out from his blade, but also shot out from his person.

At the same time, the blade of the sword in Xue Xiaoren's hand also stabbed out.

If it is said that the sword edge of Xue Yiren is as bright and dazzling as divine thunder and evil lightning, then the sword edge of Xue Xiaoren is like a poisonous snake in the dark.

A sword stabbed out, and all the luster and sword qi were condensed on his blade, and not even a drop was leaked.

Boom!

The two brothers are generally the same Xue family swordsmanship.

But when it is displayed by different people, it is obviously an ordinary sword move, but the sword intent contained in it is diametrically opposite.

The two swords come together, and the darkness and light collide.

Fight to the death between brothers!

Originating from the same bloodline, there is no distinction between the kendo's talents, however, among them, only one person is destined to survive.

The two swords collided in the void with a crisp snap.

Immediately, an infinite sword aura erupted above the blade in Xue Xiaoren's hand, and an incomparably dazzling sword light emerged.

Swish!

For a while, within a radius of dozens of zhang, everyone only felt that it was dark in front of them, and they could no longer open their eyes.

Boom!

In the boundless sword light, only a sword sound could be heard.

Eventually, when the sword light dissipated, everything was settled.

Poof!

Hot blood splattered and fell on the snow-white clothes.

Bloody man, Xue Yiren!

The word "blood-clothed man" itself comes from a blood-stained robe. Every time he kills, he has to change into a new white garment, allowing the blood of his opponents to spill on his clothes.

This time, it's no exception!

Syllable!

On Xue Yiren's right arm, a clearly visible sword mark emerged, flesh and blood turned up, and hot blood spilled out.

This world's top swordsman was finally injured.

And on the other side of him, Xue Xiaoren's right hand trembled, he could barely hold the blade of the sword in his hand anymore, and a terrible wound appeared on his heart.

The hot blood splashed and spilled on the clothes of his brother, who was close to him.

Xue Xiaoren looked at his eldest brother in disbelief, and said intermittently: "For...... Why? You...... You actually kept a hand? ”

Xue Yiren said in a condensed voice: "Second brother, you are no longer below me in terms of attainments above the Xue family's swordsmanship. ”

"It's just a pity that you're still missing something."

"I ...... I'm missing ...... What? Xue Xiaoren looked at his eldest brother with a fixed gaze and asked one last question.

"You lack the courage to face the light." As he spoke, Xue Yiren's face was full of pain, "You have long been accustomed to the darkness, although you yearn for the light, but deep down, you yourself also understand that you will not see the light again one day." ”

"That's what you're missing!"

"Hahaha." Hearing Xue Yiren's words, Xue Xiaoren burst out laughing, and his laughter was full of self-deprecation, "Hahaha, it turns out ...... Come on, I'...... Do I simply not have the courage to face the light? ”

"This ...... What an irony! ”

Wanton and arrogant laughter sounded, and Xue Xiaoren's voice continued to weaken.

In the end, this peerless swordsman who had lived in the shadow of his brother all his life, longing to get rid of his brother's shadow, but could not face the light, lost the last trace of strength in his body, and the whole person fell down on his back!

Syllable!

Xue Yiren hugged his brother's corpse into his arms, looking indescribably painful.

Trample! Trample! Trample! ……

Hugging his brother's corpse tightly, Xue Yiren ignored everything in his ears and strode towards the outside of the palace.

Now, he's going home with his brother!

………………

Boom! Boom! Boom! ……

In the entire square, the three forces were still fighting, and a muffled sound kept ringing, swords danced, and strength flew.