A heroic young man flew upside down with blood flowing from his chest, and Ji Bo vaguely remembered his name, it should be called Da Zhi. The first swordsman of the young Turkic generation, a young master who can be compared with Kou Zhong in terms of knife skills.

"It's a pity!"

sighed softly, Ji Game's Taiyin knife had cut off his vitality, even if Bi Xuan made a move, he couldn't save his life.

Seeing this young man with a great future die in his own hands, Ji Bo felt the fragility of life. At the same time, I also understood the truth of learning swords for Fu Cailin. Only by preserving his life at the hands of demons like him can he enjoy the beauty of life.

And when Da Zhi made a move, Zhao Deyan had already run away and headed towards the Lingyan Pavilion on the other side. The faint scorching breath of the sun made him feel extremely comfortable, as long as he was by Bi Xuan's side, he could live.

It's just that at this time, the evil king in white clothes has appeared in front of him.

The unparalleled illusion body method in the world made Zhao Deyan's heart bitter. But he is the character who does not give up until the last moment, even if he knows that he is not an opponent, he has to fight.

Between the changes in the entanglement of his hands, the last form of the "Eighteen Claws of the Soul Returning", the "Green Dragon Envy Lord", had already come out with all his might.

"Long Pan lying down and not frightened, is auspicious, Zuo Yamagata refuses to surrender, looking back and squinting, if jealous. Therefore, the tiger squatting is called the corpse, and the dragon is called the jealous lord. ”

This move integrates the feng shui of thousands of mountains into one of the killing moves, and brings out Zhao Deyan's decades of magic skills. The energy surged, the claws broke through the air, and in the slightest strong wind, the air around was crushed by this move, turning into a fierce force towards Ji Game.

At the same time, in the Lingyan Pavilion, Bi Xuan's eyes flickered. With a bang, there was no energy to rush wildly, but the whole space was scorching and boiling, as if you were exposed to the sun naked for many days in the vast, arid and hot, and daunting desert of yellow sand, and were on the verge of dying of thirst The terrifying taste of dryness and lack of water.

In the face of such a simple and crude punch, Fu Cailin smiled slightly, and the sword on the table suddenly jumped up and fell into his hand. It is as if the most beautiful blue light in the world lights up from the sword body, crossing the moving lines that transcend the beauty of the world and have the truth of heaven and earth. Towards Bi Xuan's punch.

The wisps of agarwood rising from the incense burner between the two were attracted like iron meeting magnets, rushing to the tip of the sword like a stream of water, and in an instant it condensed into a ball of smoke, and the blade of the sword turned into a little blue light, like an inextinguishable starlight in the clouds, and it was on Bi Xuan's unremembrance of a punch that expanded to the point of filling the universe.

The moment the fists and swords intersected, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were stagnant, and I don't know how long it was. The roaring scorching sun qi and the sharp sword qi flowed backwards at the same time, returning to the hands of their respective masters.

Bi Xuan stood leisurely two feet away, and his cold face actually showed a satisfied smile.

"I've never had this pleasure since fighting Ning Dodge forty years ago. Fu Cailin, you really didn't disappoint me. It's a pity that today is not the time to fight you to the death. If it weren't for Chang'an, I would definitely teach you a full set of swordsmanship. See if it's as flawless as the legend suggests. ”

Fu Cailin's response to Bi Xuan's words was to put down the sword in his hand. Ji Yiyi just asked him to drag Bi Xuan for three breaths, and the time was already enough. With his character, he is never willing to spend a little more effort.

"If Wu Zun doesn't leave, wait until that person comes. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. ”

When Bi Xuan heard this, his brows furrowed, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more, turning into a red electric light and disappearing in front of Fu Cailin.

And just after he left, it was time to have tea, and Ji Game, who was dressed in white, came to Fu Cailin.

"It's really fast. ”

"Isn't the Evil King afraid that I will join forces with Wuzun to deal with you?"

Fu Cailin was very curious and asked the doubts in his heart, no matter how powerful his immortal seal method was, in the face of the siege of two great grandmaster-level masters, I am afraid that he would only end up fleeing in embarrassment.

"Aren't you two teaming up? The transaction is completed, Shi has another transaction, I wonder if Master Lu Daofu is willing to accept it?"

Hearing this, Fu Cailin's brows furrowed slightly, and he felt that he was being led by the evil king in front of him, which made him, a great master of the sword path, very disgusted.

"Shi can ask Li Yuan to sign a letter of not sending troops to invade Goryeo within twenty years, I don't know if I can ask Master Fu to make a move. ”

However, no matter how uncomfortable Fu Cailin was, he had to make his own sacrifices before Goryeo's survival. The conditions proposed by Ji Game hit his death hole. He has reached the end of his life, and he will live for two or three years at most. He clearly knew what kind of existence he had for Goryeo, and he couldn't imagine how Goryeo would stop the invasion of the Central Plains without him. The reason why he accepted Li Yuan's request to come to Chang'an this time was that he wanted to win peace for Goryeo for the next few decades at the end of his life.

"Twenty years is not enough, I need fifty years!"

For the first time, Fu Cailin bargained like an ordinary man, but for this, Ji Bo readily agreed.

"Deal, after Master Fu helps Shi complete this matter, the national letter will be delivered to you. ”

Between countries, as long as there is a problem with interests, a paper contract is the most wasteful thing, which can be torn up at any time. Ji Game believes that if Li Shimin ascends the throne and looks at Goryeo unpleasantly, he will immediately tear up the national letter signed by his father.

After getting Fu Cailin done, Ji Bo left Lingyan Pavilion, but there was a person in front of him.

Bi Xuan stood proudly in front of the gate of Lingyan Pavilion, but his whole body exuded an inexplicable terrifying momentum, as if he was a god and demon who secretly ruled the prairie, and suddenly appeared in the world.

He looked like he was only in his thirties, his physique was perfect, his bronzed skin shimmered with a dazzling luster, his legs were extraordinarily long, his majestic body was more capable of reaching the starry sky, the wild linen robe draped on his body was blowing in the wind, and his palms were wide and broad, as if he contained the most terrifying strength in the world.

His jet-black hair is tied back in a bun, and his handsome and quaint face is like a bronze statue without the slightest blemish.

The tall and straight nose is embedded with a pair of eyes full of bewitching charm, cold and radiant, but it does not reveal the changes and feelings in his heart, making people feel that he can destroy anyone or anything at any time, and there will be no guilt afterwards.

"It was you who killed Zhao Deyan and Da Zhi!"

Although he used the format of a question, there was certainty in his tone, and the hot and dry aura silently enveloped Ji Game's whole body, making him feel like he was in a magma volcano, and his crystal skin seemed to be scorched and cracked.

"You shouldn't have come to me!"

Ji Bo sighed softly, and then the right hand in his sleeve shook out his fist violently, and at the same time, Bi Xuan's fist like a steel poured out also exploded at an astonishing speed. The two of them had exactly the same mind, wanting to strike first and inflict heavy damage on this terrible opponent.

The power of the Yanyang Miraculous Skill began to increase continuously, as Bi Xuan's fist advanced, the temperature around continued to rise, the nearby turf gradually dried up, the wooden bridge where Ji Game was located began to burn, the lake below boiled, and dozens of fish that could not be avoided were scalded to death with white bellies.

Ji Game suddenly loosened his fist into a palm, and a palm knife carried the essence of the heavenly sword, as if drawing a knife and breaking the water, forcing both sides of the heat wave to roll, straight to Bi Xuan's chest.

Halfway through the fist, the two of them changed their moves at the same time again, and then fought hard in mid-air without any tricks.

For a moment, Ji Bo couldn't feel a trace of heat anymore, because Bi Xuan had gathered the scorching yang qi at all. When a master fights, even if he doesn't have eyes, he can sense his opponent's actions from his strength, and he is even more sensitive than his eyes. And when Bi Xuan converged everything, it seemed to turn into a black hole, devouring all the senses of Ji Game.

It's just that, unlike other masters who rely more on intuition, Ji Game's eyes are his best senses. As long as his eyes can see his opponent, then no one will be able to hide it from his eyes.

Unbewildered at all, the palm knife in his hand glowed with pitch-black light, with a trace of electricity, and slammed into Bi Xuan's fist.

There seemed to be a muffled thunder in the sky, shocking a hundred miles, in the Lingyan Pavilion, Fu Cailin, who closed his eyes and listened to the battle between the two great grandmasters, only felt a tingling pain in his eardrums, and lost his perception of the two of them at this moment.

After the blow, on the bridge that had dried up into charcoal, Ji Bo's white figure stood with his hands in his hands, and on the lake on all sides, countless dead fish floated on it, exuding a scorched fishy smell.

And Bi Xuan's figure has disappeared, only a few drops of blood sprinkled on the dead grass show that the battle situation just now is not illusory.

Feeling the numbness of his right hand, Ji Bo exhaled softly, and the air around him made people feel that they had come to the hot sun, blazing like fire. After expelling all the hot yang qi in his body, Ji Bo's eyes regained their clarity, no longer stayed, and disappeared in an instant.

In the Lingyan Pavilion, the sword had reached Fu Cailin's palm again, as if there was an opponent in front of him who was equally comparable, and his own spiritual sense drove Fu Cailin to dance a flawless sword technique.

Fu Cailin's swordsmanship is sensual, and its subtlety lies in the fact that he combines the feeling of wholeness and spirituality with the sword, the external feeling is void, and the feeling of the soul is real.

The sword draws countless lines with a certain indescribable beauty like a scribble in the air. If Ji Game is here, he will find that these lines can not only seal his palm, but also dissolve and eliminate Bi Xuan's blazing punch.

Swordsmanship is worthy of being the most perfect move in the world, anticipating the enemy's opportunity, "using people to fight the sword, using the sword to fight the enemy", using the sword like chess, and all changes in the opponent's moves can be sealed in advance. (To be continued......)