The Sword Saint subconsciously lowered his head, looking at the bloody blade of the Huolin Sword, but asked in a trance: "You...... Didn't you use Sword Twenty-Two just now? ”

"Listening to your tone, do you feel quite relieved?" Li Yang asked rhetorically.

"You don't know how to sword twenty-two." The tone of the Sword Saint was really gratifying.

What does this mean?

On behalf of Li Yang's words just now, it was disturbing his state of mind, and it was impossible for him to learn the sword twenty-two that he had painstakingly created at a glance.

Li Yang suddenly smiled, "It turns out that you are more concerned about this, indeed, your sword twenty-two is a little difficult." ”

"That's natural, old man's sword twenty-two" After the Sword Saint finished speaking, he suddenly saw a strong sword aura erupt from Li Yang Huolin's sword.

This sword aura?

Sword...... Twenty-two?

As soon as this thought flashed through the Sword Saint's mind, he saw that Li Yangren had disappeared in the powerful and dazzling sword aura, and then, three figures of Li Yang holding the Huolin Sword appeared.

It's just a flash in the pan.

Soon it collapsed on its own.

had to be dispersed, because Li Yang didn't know Sword Twenty-two at all, he had already pushed Sword Twenty-two through the name before, but he only touched the general outline of Sword Twenty-two, and just now he saw the full version of Sword Twenty-two performed by the Sword Master himself, and his understanding was deeper, and this is why he has the current nondescript Sword Twenty-two, which has only three points of power.

No, not even a three-point power.

His sword twenty-two move, is completely to create a phantom with extreme speed, and use dazzling sword qi to stimulate vision, which gives birth to the appearance of three figures, which is completely a showcase, except for looking at the image, there is no power, let's just say, what he is showing now is not sword twenty-two at all, but speed.

Until now, Li Yang couldn't figure out how the Nine Realms of the Sword Saint had done it.

But he still looks light, "This trick is indeed a bit more difficult than the previous moves, and you can only learn it at a glance, maybe you should be able to learn it after two more glances, two eyes may still be enough, and three eyes are almost the same." ”

Li Yang can always say things that make people feel interesting and comfortable, and he can also say things that make people desperate and die.

The Sword Master's eyes gradually showed a gray color, the original appearance of the appearance was gone, the bleak autumn wind blew, blowing his neatly trimmed hair and beard on weekdays, looking embarrassed, his straight waist, invisibly bent down.

"Old man's sword twenty-two...... It's so unbearable......"

He muttered, and in an instant, a twilight color appeared on his body, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"You've lost." Li Yang's voice sounded in his ears like a magic spell.

"Keep your promise."

"What...... Promise? The Sword Saint asked distractedly.

Li Yang smiled, he was angry, "You really thought you had won, and you even forgot such an important thing?" Okay, I'll tell you, go to Yun Niang's grave, wear linen and kowtow, I'm afraid you have forgotten who Yun Niang is, right? She's the servant you killed last month, and you can't even move you for half a minute. ”

I couldn't move you in the slightest.

Now I want you to kneel and kowtow.

This is Li Yang's heart.

He always felt that he was not a ruthless person.

He doesn't like to be ruthless.

Because ruthless people generally have a tragic past, or will have a tragic future, and it is more likely to be the present.

ruthless, it needs to be exchanged for a painful price.

So Li Yang doesn't like to be ruthless.

But that doesn't mean he won't be ruthless, once he initiates a ruthless attack, he is often more ruthless than a ruthless person.

"Let's go, Xiaoyi has already been prepared, and it's in the courtyard." Li Yang's flat tone made people not feel the slightest sense of revenge.

You can't even find an excuse to refuse, to regret, or to make a fuss.

Juggernaut can't be found.

If Li Yang behaved domineering and maliciously retaliated, maybe he could fight back, and the people in the rivers and lakes would only say that he was forced to be helpless and couldn't bear it.

There are really people who can't help it.

"Your Excellency has already won, why bother pressing?" Jian Chen said loudly.

Li Yang turned his head to look.

Everyone looked over too.

I saw Jian Chen walk out of the crowd, his handsome face was full of righteousness, "The Sword Saint is a senior, and he is old, so it is reasonable, and Your Excellency is also"

"Fart!" Li Yang suddenly shouted.

Everyone was shocked.

He, who has always been as plain as water, why did he suddenly get angry?

"Him."

Li Yang pointed at the Sword Saint with one hand, "He killed someone, understand?" Kill my man! Reasonable? What is the reason? Tell me what is the reason? Isn't it the rules of the rivers and lakes to repay debts and kill people to pay for their lives? Doesn't that make sense? I didn't kill him, he didn't even have a wound on his body, is it wrong to let a murderer confess to the dead? ”

Jian Chen's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word.

Li Yang glanced at the martial arts people in the audience and asked loudly, "Is there something wrong?" ”

And they were speechless.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, it is reasonable for Li Yang to kill the Sword Saint now.

Li Yang turned his head to look at the Sword Saint, took a step closer, and looked directly into his eyes, "You say, is there something wrong?" ”

"I didn't ...... Wrong. The Sword Master said with difficulty.

Absolutely.

But he's a sword master!

And Yun Niang is just a humble maidservant.

"So what are you waiting for?" Li Yang's voice calmed down again, but in the ears of the Sword Saint, it was like a talisman.

The look of defeat in the Sword Master's eyes became even heavier, and at this moment, he made a decision.

The glory of the Juggernaut must not bow down.

When he was defeated by Nameless, like an old man waiting to die, he lived in seclusion in a thatched hut for decades, but he did not bow his head, he studied day after day, and when he created the sword twenty-two, he once again proudly stepped out of the rivers and lakes.

This time, there will be no bowing of the head.

I'd rather die than go low!

But Li Yang seemed to see through his thoughts at this time, "If you commit suicide, I will also engrave your glorious deeds of how you were defeated and broke your promise after defeat on your tombstone, so that future generations can have a good look at the demeanor of the Sword Saint." ”

"You...... How dare you do that? Juggernaut's voice trembled.

"You can try." Li Yang said indifferently.

The Sword Saint's fists clenched so hard that his nails pierced the flesh of his palm, and he said hatefully: "Okay! Good! Good! ”

With that, he stepped forward, as if his legs had been filled with lead, and walked with difficulty into the courtyard.

Li Yang turned to look at the people who were still watching, "The decisive battle is over, please go back." ”

Looking at his indifferent eyes with unquestionable eyes, everyone who wanted to cheer, pat a few sycophants, and come over to talk closed their mouths, said goodbye in a witty way, and turned around and went back.

At this time, no one dared to touch his moldy head.

Li Yang entered the courtyard, closed the door, put on the filial piety clothes for the Sword Saint, and watched him walk towards Yun Niang's tomb step by step, without urging, just looking indifferently.

It's not noon yet, and in a day's time, even a turtle can crawl to Yun Niang's tomb.

Mingyue didn't know where to hide, she used to be a person from Wushuang City after all, Dugu was fake, but the Sword Saint was real, she was really difficult to face the Sword Saint.

"Do you know why I set the day of the decisive battle today?" Li Yang said suddenly.

The Juggernaut didn't speak, and walked with difficulty, step by step.

Li Yang was not angry, and said to himself: "Because today is Yun Niang's birthday, she has always thought that she was humble before her death, so after death, I will make her the brightest star, maybe in the future, when people mention the Sword Saint, they will remember that there is such an equally bright girl." ”

"Poof" A mouthful of blood erupted from the Sword Master's mouth, staining his beard and chest red.

But he was still struggling.

Until Yun Niang's tombstone, his waist was already bent up straight, his head was also deeply lowered, the gray color in his eyes was even thicker, and the thick twilight on his body seemed to be an old man who was about to die.

"Kneel!" Li Yang's voice, coming from behind him, was still like a life-urging talisman.

The Sword Master's body shook, like a broken candle flickering in the wind.

"Kneel!" Li Yang's talisman sounded again.

"Boom!" The Juggernaut finally couldn't bear it anymore, and his knees slammed into the ground, and there was a sound of bones shattering.

He, at last, still knelt down!

His eyes were fixed on the tombstone in front of him.

He never imagined that in his glorious life, there would be such a day, groveling to kneel in front of the tomb of a humble maidservant.

Today is undoubtedly his darkest day.

And the gloom of this day can even completely overshadow the brilliance of his life, because when people mention the Sword Master, people must also remember that there is such a humble maidservant who made him kneel and kowtow.

Even people only care about talking about what kind of character this handmaid is, and he, the sword saint, has become a vassal who sets off the splendor of the handmaiden.

As soon as he thought of this, the twilight on the Sword Master's body became heavier, the world in front of him became more and more blurred, and his consciousness gradually changed, and he didn't know where to fall.

Black!

The thick black color occupies the world of Juggernaut.

There are no tombstones, no maidservants, no hateful voices like Li Yang's amulets.

Only despair and death!

Am I dead?

Have you run out of oil and run out of lights?

No!

How can you die like this?

My shame remains, my enemies remain, my ...... The sword, still there!

The dark world was shocked by a flash of light, it was the light of a sword, it was his sword, but unlike him, who had run out of oil, this sword was not only high-spirited, but also emitted infinite light.

This sword is still shining!

A mysterious feeling came to my heart......

"Kowtow." Li Yang looked at the Sword Saint who was kneeling in front of the tomb, hunched over, and continued to say indifferently.

"Poof" Juggernaut stumbled.

But instead of the head, the upper body fell completely, and then the body remained motionless, like an old tree root that had completely lost its vitality.

"Dead?" Li Yang was a little surprised, but he was right when he thought about it.

The Juggernaut is also human, and he is also an old man in his sixties.

It's normal to die, and some old people don't live to be 60 years old.

Moreover, he is going to punish his heart today.

However, it seems that the punishment is too harsh.

Li Yang sighed.

He didn't feel the pleasure of revenge, but was a little depressed.

The Sword Saint is dead, Yun Niang is still dead, and her tombstone is still standing there quietly, without the slightest change, no joy or sorrow, no regrets.

Everything is still the same.

The only thing that has changed is Li Yang's heart.

"A man dies like a lamp goes out." Li Yangxin sighed.

He was about to collect the body of the Sword Saint, but suddenly felt an astonishing sword aura.

This sword qi?

It was actually sent from the Juggernaut.

Li Yang was in a trance, and was surprised to see that next to the body of the Sword Saint, there was another Sword Saint.

This sword master was not at all the decadent, gloomy, and twilight just now, but was even more radiant than before the decisive battle.

He just looked at Li Yang straight like that, without any hatred in his eyes, not even a little resentment, only a thick fighting intent burning like fire.

"Take me again,

Sword Twenty-Three! ”