The sunset is red. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sunset is half a day, and the leaves are Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Xiao's leaves fell, soaking the dead silence of the place.

The wooden swordsman stood tall and long, dressed in a gray robe, and in Cao Tong's eyes, he was already the embodiment of death. But he is not a god of death, and even though he has killed many people, his heart is kinder, kinder than many people.

It is a pain to die with unwillingness.

Therefore, he wants to unravel Cao Tong's unwillingness.

If it weren't for that, his sword would have slashed through Cao Tong's throat, not his heart, and it wouldn't give him room to defend, leaving him half a chance to live. This was a person he didn't want to kill, so he relented.

Although among these four people, Cao Tong has the greatest killing intent towards him, and eighty percent of this killing game is dominated by this person. But for a man who is qualified to be a true swordsman, his heart is always more forgiving.

Looking at the unwillingness hidden under the horror in Cao Tong's eyes, the wooden swordsman sighed coldly and said lightly: "You don't have to be unwilling, even if the four of you are not confused and work together, you can't escape that sword." ”

"Uh...."Cao Tong couldn't speak, but he could still show dissatisfaction.

The wooden swordsman continued, "Your kendo cultivation is indeed good. After you replaced their fourth brother and joined, the formation was not only still as mellow as jade, not the slightest jerky, but also strengthened in power. But after all, you are not their fourth brother, and you work together but not together, which is a big flaw. ”

"Uh...."Cao Tong's pupils contracted violently suddenly.

The wooden swordsman was only halfway through his words, but he understood it all. Killing the wood swordsman can gain great fame, but whether it is him, or the three red, green and purple brothers, all they want is to enjoy this great fame for themselves.

-- At this point, the world is so stingy and greedy.

Although they did not explain it to each other, they knew it in their hearts. After killing the wooden swordsman, there must be a killing duel between them, and the winner will have this great fame to himself, and the whole sea of suffering will be famous.

It is precisely because of this that when their confidence has not yet retreated, all they want is to wait for the other party to make the first sword first, and go to fight the wooden swordsman head-on, so that they can enjoy the benefits of the fisherman and take the lead in the next duel.

With the strength of the four of them, this flaw in the timing of the shot may be able to be made up for at any time. But they forgot that they and the others were facing the most famous new chief of the younger generation of the Sword Sea, the Wooden Swordsman. For a swordsman like the Wooden Swordsman, this flaw is enough, and it is enough to be fatal.

"Uh....." Cao Tong struggled, still having something to say.

Seeing this, the wooden swordsman sighed again and said, "I know that after this, you also immediately noticed that something was wrong. Especially you, I'm afraid that at that time, you have already made up your mind to use the sword immediately, right? ”

At this time, Cao Tongtong used the last bit of strength in his body, raised his head high like a cobra, and stared at the wooden swordsman with blazing eyes, which was full of his last pride.

The wooden swordsman continued, "But you don't dare to draw your sword, because you are not sure. In other words, none of you are real swordsmen, and you are all afraid of death. If you are not sure, you will not dare to fight to the death like a real swordsman. So, in the end, none of you have any swords. ”

His words were like needles, word by word, and they pierced into Cao Tong's heart at once.

And Cao Tong suddenly looked like a balloon punctured by a needle and deflated, and his head suddenly lowered, as if he was so ashamed that he could no longer look up at the wooden swordsman.

The wooden swordsman looked at it coldly, his expression seemed to be regretful, and he kept talking, and continued: "People like you should know that sometimes, if you can't get out of the sword, you will never be able to get out of it." You have missed the last opportunity to strike with your sword, and you have lost your confidence. Without the self-confidence to play the sword, it is no different from suicide, and you will definitely lose, so you still have not made the sword. ”

Cao Tong still bowed his head deeply, but suddenly clenched his fists. The fist was bloodless, trembling slightly, crushing the withered yellow leaves in the palm of his hand.

He felt a great humiliation, and the next wooden swordsman stopped talking, and he knew it. It was precisely because they had never made a sword and lost confidence that the wooden swordsman lost interest in waiting, so this person had no choice but to use his sword, breaking their killing array and taking their lives.

Cao Tong is a proud person, he will never stand this humiliation, and would rather die than die. But at this moment, he is still enduring it, still waiting, waiting for something to happen. It wasn't until that happened that he let go of the only breath he had left that was forced to lift in his chest.

This is a narrow-minded man who can't stand any humiliation. He is obsessed with fame and fortune, and he does not hesitate to be ruthless and decisive for this, and his heart is cold, mostly because of this heart.

When Cao Tong was just starting out, he once fell in love with a girl from his hometown. But this girl's family is their local noble family, and he is just a poor ordinary boy with a failed family. Even a little talent is not enough for the girl's family to agree to his marriage to this girl.

As a result, he was driven out of his hometown like a stray dog. Later, this girl became married to a disciple of a famous sect with the help of her family.

On the night of their wedding, Cao Tong made a poisonous oath. He wants to be famous, he wants to be admired and feared by all people, and he wants to make all those who look down on him and have humiliated him pay.

Three years later, Cao Tong was successful in learning and art, and he realized his own way when he saw lightning. At his age, achieving such an achievement, he could already be regarded as a young man with an unlimited future, a young talent, better than the disciples of the unknown number of major sects.

One night, he returned to his hometown.

Leave in the early hours of the morning.

The next day, the villagers found that the girl's family had no chickens and dogs, including the girl and her single parents who had returned home, and their son, who was only three years old.

Soon after, Cao Tong became famous. He killed the first swordsman who had been famous for a long time.

Some witnesses said that the famous swordsman had just said that Cao Tong was just a milky boy who didn't know the height of the sky, and he was pierced through his throat by a lightning-like sword light. Since then, Cao Tong's fast sword, the Rapid Light Sword, has become famous.

Since then, everyone who knows Cao Tong knows that this is a young man who can't stand half of his verbal contempt and insults. He killed all those who despised and insulted him, and who could be killed.

Just like at this moment, the reason why he held on to his breath was to wait, waiting for the wooden swordsman who had already let down his guard and died carelessly. This was originally the secret hand he wanted to leave behind after killing the wooden swordsman, and plotting against the red, green and purple trio.

But at this moment, he hoped that the secret hand would kill the wooden swordsman.

But at this moment, the wooden swordsman suddenly sighed again, and said coldly: "Why do you have to act strongly, do you really know nothing." ”

Just this sentence, Cao Tong was shocked and raised his head in shock.

Whew!Wow!

As soon as the wooden swordsman's voice fell, three slender red, green, and purple figures were like sharp arrows and lightning, and they attacked his vital point from behind him.

This is the three snake-shaped strange swords held by the red, green and purple people just now, no, it should be said that this sword is originally three strange snakes that are as strong as treasures.

Their poison is the most powerful killing weapon, and it is also Cao Tong's last reliance.

As early as a year before the start of this killing game, he had worked hard to train snakes. With great effort and hard work, I found three snakes that were exactly the same as the poisoned snakes of the red, green and purple trio. And, finding an opportunity, he unknowingly changed the pillars early.

All this is for this moment, but the target is not the red, green and purple three people he originally envisioned, but the wooden swordsman who should have been a dead person, but is still alive.

At this moment, the already dimmed light in Cao Tong's eyes suddenly burst into flames again, as dazzling as lightning. Although the wooden swordsman seemed to have guessed it, this was his last hope, the last straw, and he naturally held on to it and would not give up.

The wooden swordsman held the Jin Nan wooden sword, waved it back, and suddenly there was a slight sound of brocade silk tearing.

His shot was still slow.

The angle of the shot is very weird, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there is no trace of it. Ordinary people would never have imagined that this sword would be swung like this, but even this sword is just right.

It was as if it was not the sword that slashed at the three vipers, but the three vipers themselves slammed straight into the blade of the sword.

Before they could touch the blade of the Jin Nanmu Sword, the tearing sound had already struck their bodies. In an instant, their elongated bodies, as hard as a precious Phantasm, easily broke in two like mud and fell to the ground.

Before that, Cao Tong was dead and did not see the last scene.

There was already a glimmer of hope in his wide eyes.

Not letting a dead man witness the destruction of his last hope was the last mercy of the wooden swordsman to him.

Seeing this, the wooden swordsman sighed lightly, then suddenly turned around and said lightly to a place where no one was: "Little sword, since it has already arrived, why don't you come out." ”

As soon as his words fell, a playful young laugh suddenly sounded: "Hahaha, if it is for me, it is not a sin to disrupt Brother Mu's sword?"

Before the laughter fell, a purple-robed figure had already appeared in front of the wooden swordsman, and he didn't know how or when he appeared.

The wooden swordsman shook his head, smiled lightly, didn't answer the question, and asked lightly: "How is it, what are the new interesting people in Chaoge City, which make you so interested." ”

The purple-robed young man twitched the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "I was lucky today, and I really met a very interesting person." ”

The wooden swordsman said, "Oh, who is it?"

The purple-robed young man said: "This person used the young children of the eighteen families of the Great Jin Dynasty to make a flag, sat in a big car, and swaggered into the Chaoge City, do you say it's not interesting." ”

The wooden swordsman shook his head and said lightly, "It's not enough. ”

The purple-robed man smiled again, his smile became even bigger, and said, "Then what if this person still has two mouths." ”

"I really haven't seen that. ”

As he spoke, the two of them suddenly disappeared.

The sun was setting, and only four corpses remained.

Crimson, scarlet.