Chapter 194: White-clothed Victory Over Snow, Lonely as a Song
Before the words fell, the whole restaurant suddenly fell silent, and lonely footsteps sounded from downstairs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Like the hands of a mechanical clock, they are precise and calm. Along with the sound of footsteps, there was a loneliness as cold as moonlight, as if every step was stepping on everyone's hearts, making people breathless.
It seemed like a long time, and it seemed like it was just a moment, Xiao Yu finally saw the person coming. No, he saw not a man, but a sword, and a lonely and persistent soul.
Born for the sword, die for the sword.
The white clothes are better than the snow, and the sword is in the city.
……
The cold sweat on Geng Shuo's forehead flowed down.
He is a master disciple of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and his ancestors can even have something to do with a generation of strange people Dongfang Shuo, but his own talent is indeed extraordinary, he learned martial arts at the age of seven, and fought tigers in the mountains at the age of thirteen.
But at this moment, Geng Shuo regretted it very much, extremely regretful, and his intestines were blue with remorse.
Who would have thought that Cao Cao Cao would arrive?
The man in white who came up the stairs didn't speak, but anyone could tell who he was.
There is no other reason.
Because of the nine heavens and the nine secluded days, exploring the blue and yellow springs, there is only one person in the whole world who is as lonely as snow.
"Damn! Why can't I control this mouth! Geng Shuo couldn't wait to slap himself.
In fact, his character is not bad, although he is a little greedy and lustful, he will not be strong against women, at most it is just a mouthful. Usually, everyone laughs at most when they hear his jokes, but he never thought that the killing god would actually come here!
It felt like cheating in class, thinking that I was proud, bold and careful, but when I turned my head, I saw the invigilator standing behind me, and my back was instantly soaked in cold sweat!
White-clothed Shengxue, with a cold face, holding a black sheath long sword with a strange form, this man brought Geng Shuo pressure that he had never felt before.
As a master of the younger generation, he did not have the intention of competing with the heroes of the world, but when he really saw this unique man in the sky and on the earth, that little bit of pride and ambition suddenly disappeared and was blown away by the rain and wind.
"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding...... Geng Shuo's words just came out, and he saw lightning coming from outside the sky, cutting through the sky in an instant, and suddenly disappearing.
No, it wasn't lightning, it was that this man's sword was too fast, so fast that he couldn't see it clearly!
"You! ――”
At the moment of life and death, Geng Shuo's eyes instantly turned red, and at this moment, he reached out and drew his sword, regardless of the pressure this man brought him.
He only knew that if he didn't fight back, he would never see the sun tomorrow.
Because no one can escape under the sword of the sword god.
Only by fighting to the death can we get a glimmer of life.
But as soon as this thought arose, the sharp pain in his throat instantly sucked up all his strength, like a punctured balloon, and the power roared like a tide.
He couldn't touch his sword after all.
It's only a short inch, but it's a distance between life and death that can never be approached.
Until he died, Geng Shuo didn't react to how fast this sword was.
In a trance, he remembered a sentence:
"There is a kind of swordsmanship in this world that no one can see, because those who were lucky enough to witness it have been buried in the ground."
Geng Shuo once scoffed at this sentence.
Is there really such a fast sword in the world?
But at this moment, he used his life to verify the correctness of this sentence.
In this world, there is really such a fast sword......
By the time you come out of the sheath, you're dead.
“……”
The second floor of the entire Drunken Immortal Building was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.
Almost no one watched him draw his sword, only the blood on the man's sword and Geng Shuo's blood-stained throat.
With the humming sound of the ancient sword entering the sheath, everyone suddenly woke up. Then I saw that Geng Shuo's eyes had completely fallen into a daze, and the whole person seemed to have pulled out the bones, and slipped down like mud, and after the body fell to the ground with a 'poof', at this time, the blood that was free from the shackles of blood vessels rushed out happily at an astonishing speed, completely infiltrating the ground under him, and finally fused into one......
A sword pierces the throat.
The sword is dead.
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows, his face was serious, the sword he had just made was really fast, it was almost fast, and once he made it, he was determined to kill, and he would never drag the mud and water to rub it off.
"Simon blowing snow?" Although he has never seen the portrait of Ximen Blowing Snow, Xiao Yu is confident that he has not recognized the wrong person, because the lonely temperament like snow cannot be pretended.
His gaze flickered and fell on the woman behind the man in white.
The woman has bright eyes and bright teeth, plump lips, thin waist and long legs, graceful and moving, not very amazing at first glance, but if you look at it twice, you will feel that the more you look at it, the more durable it becomes, and the gentle tenderness on her body has a kind of endless taste, until the world is old.
This woman must be the only woman who walked into Ximen Blowing Snow's heart, Sun Xiuqing.
Only at this moment, all her light was obscured.
Compared with the smell of the needle drop in the restaurant, the friends in the live broadcast room are much more boiling-
"Quick, I mean I didn't see it clearly at all!"
"That kid actually dared to tease Sun Xiuqing, and he was also drunk."
"It's just flirting, and it's just hitting the muzzle of the gun, who will you kill if you don't kill you?"
"I don't know which one is stronger than Simon Blowing Snow or the anchor?"
"Nonsense, of course, the anchor is stronger, after the Red Ghost King was killed in one sword, he also went to the inexhaustible hole through the earth and cut through the sky, in that realm, can Ximen Blowing Snow be compared?"
"Having said that, the Taiyue Sanqingfeng taught by the anchor the day before yesterday seems to be very easy to practice, who wants to try it?"
“……”
Well, Xiao Yu is really not as powerful as his friends say.
The second killing of the Red Ghost King relied on the merits of Taishang Xuanqing's delusion breaking talisman, and it had little to do with his own strength. And after crossing over, Xiao Yu found that the aura of this world was also thin, and the martial artist was limited by heaven and earth, and it was almost impossible to break the void and break through the limit.
Otherwise, swordsmen like Ximen Blowing Snow and Ye Gucheng, who are amazing and famous in history, if they can be promoted, the final achievements are immeasurable.
……
There is a kind of person who has approached the realm of God. for he is merciless.
There is a kind of swordsmanship that no one can see. For those who were fortunate enough to witness it are buried in the ground.
There is a loneliness that cannot be described. Because it comes from the depths of the soul.
Looking at the man in front of him who was dressed in white and snowy, but lonely as a song, Xiao Yu understood the meaning of these words in a trance.
Dressed in white and with long hair.
Bathing, burning incense.
He gave all his devotion to the sword in his hand.
In this life, he was born for the sword, and he will eventually die with the sword.
He learned swords at the age of seven, and he has been successful in seven years, but he has not met an opponent so far.
Today, a sword comes from the west, and when the sword asks the world.
(PS: Fox Fairy Da, this volume is really not a big inner secret agent zero shots~~ Sorry, I'm sorry to disappoint you.) (To be continued.) )