A gust of wind blew, and the tip of the sword in the black-robed guest's palm was already raised.

The killing intent was originally only in his eyes, but with his sword style, the heavens and the earth were immediately filled with murderous aura.

Originally, the murderous aura was a feeling that made people's hearts die and die, but this black-robed guest had already combined his own killing intent with his sword qi.

This murderous aura seems to be alive, and it seems to be everywhere, flowing everywhere.

Into your eyes, into your ears, into your nostrils, into your sleeves......

As long as you have the slightest change, revealing the slightest flaw, the murderous aura will attack in an instant, and then the blood-stained tip of the sword...... Stained with your blood!

Feng Xiaoxiao seems to have been surrounded by this murderous aura and fallen into the downwind!

And Hu Tiehua had already had straight eyes, was covered with cold sweat, and was holding a long knife...... He claimed to be invincible with both palms, and never used a blade in his life against the enemy, but at this moment, he pulled out a folding iron knife out of nowhere.

But the knife in his hand seemed to have become more than a thousand pounds, and even though he tried his best, he couldn't even lift the tip of the knife.

Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly took a step forward.

This step was small, but it was like stopping the huge waves in the void, blocking all the murderous energy in front of him.

Hu Tiehua finally breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that when people were hungry and tired, their bodies were weak, their spirits were more fragile, and the internal thieves were about to be born, and the outer thieves were naturally easier to take advantage of.

The black-robed guest was right, he was just a burden here now, and he couldn't help anything other than help.

For a long time, in the windless dense forest, the wind was not only light. On the contrary, it grew bigger and bigger, shaking the trees and falling leaves.

The black-robed guest said: "Since there are no foreign objects to disturb it." You might as well draw your sword. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao sighed lightly in some disappointment and said, "I thought you were a real swordsman...... It's a pity! ”

The black-robed guest said slowly: "Ten years ago, when I traveled far away outside the pass, I once met an unknown swordsman who fought with me for two days and two nights on the edge of the Tianchi on the top of Changbai Mountain...... That battle was so painful that I will never forget it, but unfortunately after that battle. I'll never have the same good opponent again. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "You want to prove that you are a real swordsman, but you don't know that the swordsman has met." Speak only with the sword, not with the mouth. ”

The black-robed guest said coldly: "In that case, why don't you have a sword yet?" ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and said: "Your body style seems to be full of flaws, but in fact, there are too many flaws. On the contrary, people don't know how to start...... There is no reason to win. I understood it when I was twenty years old, but you were still smug and wanted to trick me into swordsmanship so that you could get the first opportunity, right? ”

In the dead eyes of the black-robed guest, a blue light suddenly shot out, just like the flames had burned into white heat, which could melt the world.

He really didn't expect it. Feng Xiao Xiao actually saw through his mind lightly.

Feng Xiaoxiao was still smiling, but his eyes were shining like stars. Even in the daytime, the sun cannot take away its brilliance.

At the brightest of his brilliance, he drew his sword.

The black-robed guest's eyes trembled slightly.

He didn't expect that Feng Xiaoxiao had obviously seen through his thoughts, but he still took out the sword, and he didn't care about it!

As if to say, I know what you're going to do, but I don't care!

Compared with Feng Xiaoxiao's dazzling eyes, this sword has no trace of grace...... No wind, no light, no sound, just fast!

Unbelievably fast!

The black-robed guest's long sword suddenly turned into a curtain of light.

In the midst of the trembling, the tip of the sword broke through the wind, sharp as a whistle, without any fancy stabs.

This thorn is not a person or a sword, but a chaotic, peculiar, and demonic murderous aura!

This wisp of murderous aura was a mixture of a strange man and a magic sword, and the man and the sword had been condensed into one, almost indestructible and invulnerable.

He has become the demon of the sword, and the sword has become the soul of man.

The black curtain suddenly shrouded the sky, and every qiē in the world seemed to be covered with a layer of dead murderous aura!

But suddenly, the wind came, the light came, and the sound came.

It's like a spring breeze blowing a piece of new green, blowing the sound of the revival of all things.

Listening, a delicate little flower, blooming red!

Feng Xiaoxiao has withdrawn the blue blood and shines on the danqing, and the little red on the tip of the emerald green sword is so bright and dazzling.

He stared at the blush and said, "When two real swordsmen meet, it is impossible to fight for two days and two nights, let alone be happy, maybe only loneliness is real......"

The black-robed guest said: "I see! ”

Feng Xiaoxiao sighed: "You want to be a real swordsman, but unfortunately you have never been a real swordsman, you have been imitating, but you can't imitate the pride of a real swordsman at all, so no matter how superb your swordsmanship is, you don't have a living soul after all!" ”

The black-robed guest's eyes flashed with crystals, and he muttered, "It turns out that I can't compare to him after all, no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to him." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said: "You still have any wishes, you might as well end it quickly!" Before people die, there will always be a lot of regrets, you are lucky, there is still some time. ”

As he spoke, he turned and walked slowly.

The black-robed guest let out a long breath, looked up at the sky, and said slowly: "You are a real swordsman, I can trust you, after I die, I hope you will cremate me immediately, and then scatter my ashes into Xuejiazhuang." ”

"'The world's first swordsman' Xue Yiren's Xue Jiazhuang?"

Feng Xiaoxiao stopped his steps and turned around, looking up and down at the black-robed guest for a while, and then said, "Okay!" ”

The black-robed guest had a relieved smile in his eyes and said, "I can't let others know who I am, so I hope you don't unmask me." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao nodded solemnly and said, "Okay!" ”

The black-robed guest slowly lowered his head and said, "You have done me a favor, and I will do you a favor...... If you want the essence of jellyfish......"

Feng Xiao was stunned, his thoughts were knotted for a while, and his eyes were confused.

The black-robed guest took out an invitation card from his arms and said, "According to the time and place on the post, someone will connect with you." If the person who originally went was wrong, the person who picked it up wouldn't have picked it up, but my invitation was different, and I didn't indicate my identity...... Because no one ever knows who I am, hehe! ”

Feng Xiaoxiao listened to him patiently and asked, "How do you know the essence of jellyfish?" Do you know where it is? ”

The black-robed guest said: "Chu Liuxiang is really a gentleman, and a gentleman can really be bullied......"

Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly shouted: "Did you take Gong Nanyan away?" Is she dead or not? ”

The black-robed guest was thrilled and said, "She is indeed dead, I just tricked Chu Liuxiang into using the essence of the jellyfish to save her." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was suddenly disappointed, and sighed: "Xiangshuai is indeed a gentleman who cherishes flowers......

He only said half a sentence, and then he couldn't say any more.

A flash of realization flashed in the black-robed guest's eyes, and he muttered, "What is a swordsman?" What is Swordsman? Maybe I'm really wrong, I've always been wrong......"

His voice grew faint until it was no longer audible, and some scarlet, blinding blood soaked from beneath the delicate and terrifying mask. (To be continued......)