The storm stopped.

The sounds of heaven and earth seemed to have stopped, and the courtyard fell into a dead silence.

Silence is terrible.

The ground seemed to have been plowed over, pitted, the courtyard walls were densely covered with cracks, and the weeds under the corners of the walls were cut off at the roots, and it was a mess.

"Boom!" The voice suddenly rose.

The courtyard wall collapsed.

The walls made of mud bricks are already like this, what should happen to Simon's flesh and blood blowing snow?

His gaze shifted to Simon Blowing Snow.

His indifferent face, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally changed at this moment, and when it changed, he was surprised, puzzled, and rejoicing...... and so on several emotions mixed together, extremely complicated.

Simon Fuxue has so many expressions on his face?

If it is preached, no one will believe it.

Just like now, if he didn't die, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

But that's just the way it is.

Simon Blowing Snow is really not dead.

Not only did he not die, but at such a close distance, he was engulfed by Li Yang's almost desperate internal force storm, and he was unscathed.

There wasn't even a single scratch on the clothes.

It's still that white.

White as snow.

It contrasts sharply with the crumbling cracked wall behind him.

"I lost." Simon Blowing Snow finally spoke.

It's just three words, but it's very difficult to say.

Because he really didn't deserve to lose.

The first one shouldn't be that he seriously misestimated Li Yang's internal strength.

Since he saw Li Yang's sword fighting style with sword qi, he subconsciously formed such a concept in his mind:

Hurry up and fight, this guy's internal strength may not last long, and before his internal strength is exhausted, he will have a real battle as much as possible.

That's what he thought from start to finish.

Until he saw Li Yang's almost nonsense internal force storm move.

Sword qi is a sword, a sword net, and an internal force storm, how can Li Yang's internal force have so much?

Is he a demon?

They are all people who practice martial arts, Ximen Chuixue couldn't help but secretly compare it in his heart, he felt that his internal strength might not even be half of Li Yang's.

He was very glad that he was not an internal strength specialty, if he were an ordinary martial artist, from the very beginning of this competition, the balance of victory would have tipped to Li Yang.

The second should not be careless.

This is the most unforgivable thing that Simon Blowing Snow can forgive himself.

Knowing that Li Yang's martial arts are good and his swordsmanship is strange, he still wants to seal his throat with a sword.

This idea is a mistake in itself.

Although he likes to watch the blood bloom on his opponent's throat, in the face of an opponent like Li Yang, he either uses all his strength at the beginning, or he first tries to figure out Li Yang's swordsmanship before attacking, rather than according to personal preference, he has to play a sword to seal his throat.

So in this fight, he chose the wrong way from the beginning.

You don't lose unjustly.

However, if you have a chance to win but lose, this is a bit unjust.

Simon Blowing Snow had some chagrin, pity, and a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"I deserved to die."

"Poof" Li Yang sat on the ground with his buttocks, kicked up a lot of dust, and his buttocks hurt, but he still sat lazily on the ground.

Because he was too tired to stand up.

This is the first time that his internal strength has been squeezed dry, but he didn't expect to be so tired.

I can't play much in the future.

Li Yang secretly admonished himself in his heart, and looked up at Ximen Fuxue, who was standing very straight, "If you want to kill me now, then the damn person is me." ”

Simon Fuxue paused and said, "The sword is still in your hand." ”

"Aha." Li Yang's nose replied lightly, and as soon as his hand was released, the long sword that had been in his hand fell to the ground.

The tip of the sword was plunged upside down into the ground.

Li Yang spread his hands and pretended to be helpless, "Now I don't have a sword in my hand." ”

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that now he has a sword in his hand or not, it is all the same.

After the internal force storm move he made just now, the "sword" was already in the hands of Ximen Fuxue.

Simon Fuxue did not speak, and was silent.

Suddenly, the wind rose.

Blow into the hospital.

Flick the sword.

On the sharp sword, there was a faint sound, as if urging something.

Simon Blowing Snow finally made a move.

He took two steps forward, stood in front of the sword, stretched out his hand, and grasped the hilt of the sword.

Li Yang looked up indifferently.

The tip of the sword was pulled from the ground, splashing a few flowers of dirt, and the blade of the sword slashed through the air, eventually

It's in the sheath.

"You've won again." Ximen Fuxue said inexplicably.

When he said this, his tone was much more relaxed than before.

It seems that he is the one who wins.

He did win.

It is the pride and dignity of the sword body that wins.

"I'll ask you for a drink." Li Yang said suddenly.

Simon blows snow and says, "I never drink alcohol. ”

"Don't you drink anything?" Li Yang asked.

"I don't drink a drop of alcohol." Simon Blowing Snow replied with certainty.

Li Yang shook his head, "Then how boring your life is." ”

"Does it have anything to do with whether you have fun or not?" Obviously, Simon Blowing Snow never felt bored.

The sword is his pleasure.

Li Yang raised a finger, "For example, it's like saying that a man and a woman, if a man has a crush on a woman and wants to sleep with this woman, then he will invite this woman to drink, and if this woman agrees, it proves that this man is half successful." ”

This is a parable......

The corners of Ximen Fuxue's mouth vaguely seemed to twitch a few times, and then said with a cold face: "I'm not a woman." ”

"But you're a good swordsman." Li Yang said.

"Something to say." Ximen Chuixue felt that Li Yang had something to say, and he didn't like to talk to people.

Li Yangle said: "Are you interested in accepting a good apprentice?" ”

Apprentice?

Who?

Ximen Fuxue subconsciously glanced around.

No one.

Where did the apprentice come from?

Don't......

Ximen Blowing Snow's gaze gradually froze in front of him, sitting on Li Yang on the ground.

Li Yang straightened his chest, as if to say: That's right, it's me.

You just won me, and now you're going to be my apprentice, are you kidding?

Simon turned around, as if to leave.

"I'm serious." Li Yang shouted in the back, his tone was indeed very serious.

Ximen Chuixue stopped and replied to him seriously, "You have already achieved swordsmanship, why do you want to learn my sword?" ”

"What do you think of my swordsmanship?" Li Yang asked rhetorically.

"Good swordsmanship." Ximen did not hesitate to blow the snow, and the first sip was praise.

Li Yang nodded.

Of course, the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is a good Sword Technique, which is not to be said.

Ximen Fuxue said again: "But I advise you to use it less in the future." ”

"Why?"

"Your internal strength is very strong, among the people I have seen, no one has been able to defeat you, I'm afraid that no one in the world can beat you, strong internal force, with a powerful sword move, is indeed very suitable, but, your set of swordsmanship seems to be too powerful, I can see that you make some powerless, when the swordsmanship is performed, it seems that there is still a lot of leeway, and the sword intent is even more empty, such a swordsmanship, although the power is great, but once you can't kill the enemy, after a few moves, you are afraid that you will be killed by the enemy."

Li Yang gave a thumbs up and praised: "It is worthy of being a sword god, hitting the nail on the head, so now you know why I want to learn your sword, right?" ”

Simon Fuxue frowned, "Could you be, except for that set of swordsmanship, there will be nothing else, right?" ”

Li Yang nodded, "That's it." ”

Of course not.

On the golden finger of System Bai, in addition to the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, there are also sword techniques, including the Huo Family Sword Technique in the Wind and Cloud World, the Eclipse Sun Sword Technique, and some sword techniques scavenged in the Dragon Gate Inn World Martial Arts Palace.

There are so many of them, and there are dozens of them.

It's just that the swordsmanship is dead, the sword god, but there is a living one standing in front of him.

Needless to say, which one to choose.

And through this battle, Li Yang also discovered that Ximen Blowing Snow has a very special trick, and that trick is what he really wants to learn.

For this, he doesn't even mind spending blood.

"If you want, we can exchange with each other, you give me your swordsmanship, I give you my swordsmanship, and you also said that my swordsmanship is a good swordsmanship." Li Yang actually wanted to exchange the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.

Ximen Blowing Snow is really a little exciting.

The stones of other mountains can attack jade, and there is nothing more intuitive way to learn than referring to other swordsmanship cheats.

But he still refused.

The reason is: "My sword, not for you." ”

Li Yang struggled to stand up with his body, and put his hand on Ximen Blowing Snow's shoulder very familiarly, "Don't say it so much, I haven't learned it yet, how can you know if I'm suitable or not." ”

Looking at the unfamiliar palm on his shoulder, Ximen Fuxue was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at Li Yang coldly, "Let go." ”

Li Yang smiled, not letting go.

"Don't force me to kill."

"Kill, anyway, I'm exhausted now, you don't need to use your sword, you can easily kill me with your little finger."

"Let go."

"Can't loosen, can't loosen, you don't know, I have a lot of enemies, if you let go of your thighs, if an enemy comes to the door at this stall, I will die, yes, you didn't kill me, but you didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you."

"Me"

"I believe that with your character, you will never sit idly by and watch me be killed."

"My sword, it's really not for you." Ximen Fuxue's tone was a little helpless.

"Whether it's suitable or not, I don't know until I learn it, and to tell you the truth, I'm a genius."

…… Ximen Fuxue never thought that one day, he would hook up with a person he couldn't kill, and rubbed his mouth for a long time.

It wasn't until he finally understood.

Li Yang is not a swordsman at all, nor is he a martial artist.

Rather, a complete scoundrel!

In this world, how can there be people with such thick skin?