The abundant vitality of this assassin's body, fast as the wind, but not very skillful swordsmanship, as well as his eyes and accent, Xue Duanliu felt extremely familiar, and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He understood that this guy knew that it was too different from his own realm, so he assassinated him in the most direct way.

"You don't even know that the Sword Marquis is me Xue someone, but you risked your life to kill me? You don't need a reason to kill someone, so I don't ask you this. I only ask you, where did you get your confidence to keep saying that you want to kill Xue?"

Zhuo Zangfeng gritted his teeth and said: "I can't kill you, but I won't kill your will!"

Xue Duanliu sighed: "Over the past few decades, I have been killed too much, but no one can touch a piece of my clothes, and no one can go back alive." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng was about to speak, but Xue Duanliu saw his intention and interrupted him sharply.

"Shut up!"

Then the voice became muffled again.

"Xue is a happy person in his life, and now he wants to start over again incognito, but it's a pity that he was discovered by you, just me, why deceive yourself?"

He looked at Zhuo Zangfeng, his gaze was very calm, and in a silent place, the powerful divine sense continued to drive the flying sword.

"Who are you? If you have the courage to kill, don't you have the courage to tell your name?"

Zhuo Zangfeng expected that it would be difficult to get out today, and it was very likely that he would soon fall under the opponent's sword, but he was not afraid.

rashly came to take revenge, he only hated himself for not being good at learning, and in the face of life and death, he still stubbornly refused to admit his mistakes and refused to have a little remorse.

Regardless of whether this act of revenge is a sheep into the mouth of a tiger, a moth throwing fire, or no matter whether the strength of the other party's realm is too much higher than his own, he only has one thought in his heart, that is, to avenge the old Taoist.

He came to take revenge with his youthful courage and enthusiasm, and he was also childishly moved by this act of revenge.

He thought about it, I didn't live up to the old Taoist's nurturing grace, but I didn't think about the consequences of such recklessness, and I didn't think about it, this is the last thing the old Taoist priest wants to see.

He knew that Xue Duanliu didn't make a move and blindly defended, so he also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill the other party.

But the realm is separated, just like the Cowherd and Weaver Girl without Queqiao, he really realized what a terrifying realm this Hou Ye's cultivation has reached.

Faced with Xue Xuanliu's question, he couldn't answer.

Because he will never give up hope until the last moment.

He also has to participate in the Longmen test, divorce Yao Caiwei, and find his beloved Princess Yuqing.

Therefore, if he escapes, he still needs to stay in the Tai Academy, and he still needs to hold back his hatred to realize these wishes.

Zhuo Zangfeng didn't know that in his subconscious, he had already reflected on his reckless actions at this moment, but he still stubbornly refused to admit it.

He can't let go of the arrogance in his heart, the pent-up hatred, and the dignity of a teenager.

There is a word, young and frivolous, that could not be more appropriate for him.

He stood three feet away from the Sword Marquis, his feet were as steady as a stump, his eyes were sharp, he was not alarmed, his qi was becoming more and more stable, and his right hand holding the hilt of the sword was already full of powerful vitality.

Xue Duanliu looked at him, that familiar gaze, that Lingyun attitude that was not afraid of heaven and earth, and couldn't help but admire this young man's courage.

He suddenly said: "Xue has never been defeated in his life except for being defeated at the bottom of Duan Qianhua's sword, if you can break through my sword net today, I will let you live." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng was quite surprised and asked, "Don't you want to know who I am?"

Xue Duanliu laughed, "I asked you, but you didn't say it, so I won't ask you again, it doesn't matter who you are, except for Duan Qianhua, there is no one in the world who is worthy of me to ask twice." ”

He added, "Besides, I'm not afraid of being assassinated!"

After that, raise your glass and drink again.

Zhuo Zangfeng looked up at the starry sky, thinking that this might be the last time he saw the stars, and then inexplicably thought of the starfish sky.

He still couldn't help but sigh.

Xue Duanliu smiled and said, "Do you regret coming to kill me?"

Zhuo Zangfeng's heart shook, but he said sharply: "It's not enough to kill you to vent my hatred, how can I regret it?"

Xue Duanliu continued to laugh: "The more fierce you behave, the more you regret it. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at the sword net between the two of them, and suddenly said, "Can you let me have a glass of wine?"

Xue Duanliu was surprised, but his expression remained unchanged at all, and asked, "Do you really want to ask Xue someone for a drink?"

Zhuo Zangfeng said: "Nonsense! I have never failed to count the words I have spoken, and I have never answered a second time. ”

In the face of this young man's arrogant counterattack, Xue Duanliu laughed.

"You may not know that someone once snatched a jar of old wine from someone Xue, and someone Xue killed his family of eighteen for this. ”

Then the Grand Master looked at him a little defiantly, "Are you sure you still want to drink?"

Zhuo Zangfeng resolutely said: "Bring it!"

"Good!" Xue Duanliu poured the glass full of wine, flicked his fingers, and the wine glass shot towards Zhuo Zangfeng like a projectile.

When the wine glass pierced through the sword net, it caused a fluctuation of vitality, and dozens of dazzling sword lights exploded like lightning in an instant.

Zhuo Zangfeng observed carefully, saw the wine glass flying, took it in his hand, drank it in one gulp, and then threw it at Xue Xuanliu with all his might.

"Drink your wine, break your sword net!"

He shouted, and at the same time he had already identified a certain place in the sword net, and his steps were lightly straddled, and he stabbed with a sword.

The sword qi condensed on the sword gathered all the spiritual thoughts that could be mobilized in the body, and the sharp sword intent suddenly crashed into the sword net, and then suddenly disappeared.

This sword turned out to be like a stab on a pile of cotton, Zhuo Zangfeng was surprised, and the sword qi on the sword net rebounded. A sword aura came from the sword, his arm was numb, and the tiger's mouth was torn.

With a bang, his whole body was knocked out of the air.

He quickly stood up, once again focused on his vitality, still identified the part of the sword net that had been stabbed, and launched a surging sword qi, stabbing through it like a violent wind.

Xue Xuanliu's eyes changed slightly, showing surprise.

"The feeling of this kid drunkard is not in wine, he has long expected that there is the weakest point in the sword net, but with his own cultivation, he can't see through it, and deliberately asks himself for wine, in fact, he just wants to see where the wine glass passes through the sword net. ”

"What a cunning little thing, you have been deceived!"

Xue Xuanliu thought helplessly, although his thoughts changed rapidly, they would never affect the flow of vitality.

The flying sword overhead still flew around tirelessly, and the sound of sneering swords continued to be heard in the night.

Cultivators in the Grandmaster Realm can condense sword qi and lay down a solid sword net.

However, due to the different ways of cultivating each person, the different levels of vitality refinement, and the different comprehensions of kendo, these can all be reflected on the sword net.

And even if the sword net laid by the land immortals, they dare not say that there are no loopholes.

Just like the arc of the sword sent from the remote frontier, the dot in the middle is the weakest point of his vitality.

In order to make it easier to send out wine glasses, the Sword Marquis, who is mobilizing his divine consciousness to drive the flying sword, will naturally choose the easiest place to pass through the sword net. And that place is the loophole of the sword network.

Zhuo Zangfeng identified the part where the wine glass had just passed through the sword net, and continued to attack here with all his might.

The first sword shot, he knew that this place was the loophole of the sword net.

Because only in this weak place is the least amount of vitality gathered, and the counterattack force is also smaller, otherwise if it is replaced by other parts, with a sword down, the powerful sword qi on it will instantly tear the attacker apart.

He quickly condensed his sword qi and quickly unstruck his sword, not giving himself any room to breathe at all.

Because the previous sword stabbed away, it had already knocked away the vitality at the middle sword, and if the second sword was a little slower, the vitality of the other parts of the sword net would immediately replenish, and it would become as unbreakable as before.

His clothes were torn apart by the sword qi that kept flying out, and there were as many as a dozen sword wounds on his body, but fortunately, it was only a flesh wound, not a wound to the muscles and bones, and it could still support the sword qi.

The ninth sword, this is the ninth sword, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, the demon powerhouse Wan Qian Mountain blocked his ninth sword, the sword momentum was extremely strange, but it could avoid the resistance in the air, triggering the reaction of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. (To be continued.) )