Without the eccentric, but empathetic Azhu by his side, Xiao Feng, who regards the gentle township as a hero's grave, only knows how to eat a large piece of meat with his brothers every day, drink a big bowl of wine, boil his strength, and practice martial arts diligently.

However, if the situation in the martial arts has changed greatly today, the two pillars of the Central Plains martial arts, the 'beggar gang' and 'Shaolin', have been scattered, and they have become yesterday's yellow flowers.

Those brothers and friends of Xiao Feng in the rivers and lakes, the old teachers, the dead, the dead, the dead, the rest are all scattered to the end of the world, and they are going their own ways!

It is the face of the person who does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

The rivers and lakes are still the same rivers and lakes, and the martial arts are still the same martial arts, but they have long been people and everything, and they are no longer the rivers and lakes martial arts that Xiao Feng is familiar with.

Xiao Feng can indeed be called carefree now, but he has also become a lonely person, which is even more sad than in the original book.

Originally, although Xiao Feng killed Ah Zhu by mistake, the gentle and beautiful woman who Zhong Lingliu was as gentle and beautiful as a water town in the south of the Yangtze River finally entered Xiao Feng's heart.

Since then, it has become unforgettable, and it will never be forgotten, even if Azhu is dead, Xiao Feng still has a thought in his heart, and he can also use wine to kill his sorrows.

Although it is more sorrowful to use alcohol to dispel sorrow, it is much better to feel pain and sorrow than to be numb and have no love.

Xiao Feng is now unconcerned, alone, not even a spiritual sustenance, a dream to wake up the world has changed greatly, no longer Xiao Feng once familiar with the rivers and lakes martial arts, the Song people hate him, the Liao people do not want to see him, in this case it is not strange to have a will to live and die.

Stuffed with cattle and sheep, after all, it is an empty promise!

When a man wants to do something at the risk of his life, the greatest respect for him is not to stop him and fulfill him! "Qiang ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Bai Qi flicked his finger on the spine of the sword, and the ice crystal long sword suddenly let out a sonorous sound, like a dragon's roar, as if playing a low-back and tactful heroic tragedy for Xiao Feng, and it spread far away and spread to all directions.

Arching his hand towards Xiao Feng, Bai Qi had already turned into the slaughtering and ruthless 'Sword Demon-Ye Gucheng', cold and incomparable, heroic and god-like, he could no longer see the slightest lust and vulgarity, and the long sword pointed at the ground and said slowly:

"Brother Xiao, please!"

Bai Qi has reached the 'extreme realm' of the clear Taoist heart, like a diamond glass, and like a flawless mirror, eternal and indestructible, not only can reflect the world, the heavens and the six paths, through the red dust * desire, full of bitter and sweet and sour, but can pass without a photo, like water without a trace.

The 'Extreme Realm' Dao Heart instantly wiped out all kinds of distracting thoughts and desires in Bai Qi's heart one by one, and entered the supreme realm of 'Taishang Forgetfulness', all thoughts are unbearable, all laws are empty, absolute reason, calm and almost cold, and all beings and things between heaven and earth are regarded as dogs and mustards.

Since Xiao Feng has nothing to love in his life and is bent on death, whether it is out of respect for Xiao Feng or out of consideration of his own interests, Bai Qi has no reason to refuse Xiao Feng's invitation to fight.

And in order to express his respect for Xiao Feng, Bai Qi will not have the slightest reservation this time, and the divine thoughts that are so strong as essence are like an overwhelming wind of anger that quickly swept away in all directions with Bai Qi as the center.

All of a sudden, everything on the prairie seemed to freeze!

The wind stopped, the beasts and birds stopped chirping, and even the flawless cold moonlight above the night sky seemed to dim in an instant, and the whole grassland seemed to become a still picture, a dead silence and oppression.

With a sword in hand, the momentum of 'Sword Demon - Ye Gucheng' immediately changed, a flesh and blood body of a mortal body, as if it had turned into the center of this world in an instant, and the cold and cold supreme sword intent filled between heaven and earth, making this prairie seem to have returned to the midwinter season of nine cold days in an instant.

Lonely, sharp, cold, indifferent.

There is no desire and ruthlessness, no likes and dislikes, no joys and sorrows, and no love and hatred, only this is so pure that only indifference and pride are left with the immortal sword intent, like a majestic mountain that exists forever, across the heavens and the earth.

Seeing is believing, hearing is false.

Under the shroud of the 'Sword Demon-Ye Gucheng', which seemed to be able to condense all the blood of a person into ice, and was cold and cold, Xiao Feng only felt that the air around his body had solidified in an instant, as solid as King Kong, and even the flow of qi and blood in his own body, and the operation of internal force had become slow and sluggish, and it became difficult for him to move his fingers or even turn his thoughts.

Rao is Xiao Feng had heard the 'Sword Demon-Ye Gucheng' casually mention his appalling battle record before, but at this time, when Xiao Feng really saw it with his own eyes and experienced the supreme sword intent formed by the 'Sword Demon' who killed nearly 10,000 martial arts masters, Xiao Feng still couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

"Can a person's martial arts be so high? The sword has not yet come out, and the sword intent alone can produce such a terrifying coercion, and if you change a person who lacks courage 'sword demon' to even use your hands, just with this cold and fierce sword intent, it is enough to kill people and take their lives! ”

"Ye Mou has never returned to the sword, and there has never been a living mouth under the sword! Respect Brother Xiao is a good man who values righteousness and recklessness, and it was an exception to let Brother Xiao go last time. Brother Xiao, Ye asked you again, do you really have to fight Ye to the death? ”

Bai Qi lowered his head so that people couldn't see his expression, a slender and powerful palm carved from mutton fat white jade, slowly rubbing at the mouth of the wine altar beside him, and he was also embarrassed in his heart, although Bai Qi knew that Xiao Feng had made up his mind and it was impossible to change his mind, but he still couldn't help but ask again.

Not because of anything else, just because he is Xiao Feng!

Once in the life and death struggle, he promised to find justice for Bai Qi, a good man who stood up to the sky, and the only hero in the world who could see Bai Qi.

Sure enough, Xiao Feng laughed when he heard this, and replied arrogantly:

"Xiao Feng has made up his mind, to die in the hands of heroes like Brother Ye can be regarded as living up to what Xiao Feng has learned in his life, it is better than dying in the mountains in obscurity, Xiao Feng died without regrets!"

There was a resoluteness in his tone, and there was no hesitation.

"Xiao Feng is a good man who listens to the heavens and the earth, how can he live in the world because of the charity and mercy of others? Moreover, although you and I are in mutual agreement, our enmity is as deep as the sea. Elder Xi and Elder Wu, Xiao Feng's best friends who were also teachers and friends, all died at the hands of Brother Ye. Even his father died under Brother Ye's sword, such a blood feud Xiao Feng can't sit back and ignore it as if it never happened, since Brother Ye has decided to leave this world, today is just the right time to completely end the grievances between you and me! ”

After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he stopped speaking, and with a mistake in his palms, he opened the starting gesture of 'Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending', and quietly looked at the 'Sword Demon-Ye Gucheng' Tiger Eyes with a scorching battle intent.

The meaning is very obvious, the grievances between the two of us can only be resolved in the fists and swords, the winner lives, and the loser dies, it's as simple and clear as that.

"It's a pity that there is one less heroic and generous hero in the world, the heroes of the eternal country have nowhere to be found, the dancing pavilion and the song platform, the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind, and the husband is also sad, alas, ............"

With a long sigh, Bai Qi was speechless for a long time, silently drank the little wine left in the altar, and then slowly stood up, and with a flick of his sleeves, a strong wind of rigidity and softness swept out, sweeping away the embers of the bonfire in front of him and the messy wine jar thrown on the ground, and rolled out far away.

Then the right arm swings horizontally, and the palm of the palm is held horizontally, and on the small lake not far from the two, a crystal water column immediately rises into the air, like a dragon absorbing water, and throws it into the palm of Bai Qi's spread outstretch.

By the time the water column that was like a silver dragon in the moonlight fell into Bai Qi's palm in the night sky, it had already faintly taken on the shape of a sword fetus.

Bai Qi's right hand held this water sword horizontally when his chest swung horizontally, and his left palm gently wiped it on the water sword, and the original colorless and transparent water sword in his palm was instantly condensed into a cold and crystal clear, like a black ice sword made of the finest crystal, and the shape was the same as the 'Great Freedom Son of Heaven Sword' that Bai Qi was used to.

The black crystal is as pure and flawless as the four-foot ice sword is extremely cold, and the water vapor in the air around the sword blade is instantly condensed at low temperature, turning into mist and ice crystals swirling around the long sword, under the light of the cold moonlight above the head, it reflects all kinds of magnificent and fantastic brilliance, making the black ice sword like a deep and vast pupil from ancient times, slowly opening its desolate and indifferent eyes, staring at this turbid red dust world.

In Xiao Feng's opinion, with the decisive skill shown by the 'Sword Demon-Ye Gucheng' at this time, when the 'Sword Demon' fought with himself in the apricot forest before, it was no longer something that could be described as not doing his best!

At that time, the 'Sword Demon' was probably just playing with himself, and the Ten Pavilion Skill might not even be used by one Pavilion, lest one accidentally cut himself under the sword!

In fact, this was Xiao Feng's misunderstanding.

When Bai Qi invited the heroes to fight with Xiao Feng in the apricot forest, the true body cultivation of the gods and demons passed down by the Demon Sect of the Divine Sect was only mostly still at the level of the first and second layers.

The seventy-two True Transmission Mental Techniques of the Demon Sect of this Divine Sect created by Wa Huang, the first layer of the Mental Method, are all aimed at cultivating various special true qi mana that tempers the bloodline of the Heavenly Demon Extraterrestrial Domain.