He asked, "And where is his flaw?"

At that time, the master shook his head with a smile and said, "The black remnant is also good and evil, the swordsmanship changes with the state of mind, anger is too powerful and difficult to last, and sorrow is gloomy, and there is no domineering at all!"

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Yun Zhongfan knew that Master's statement was not complete.

Was he deliberately concealing it?

Some people just draw their swords to kill people, and as a master, once they draw their swords, they don't have any emotions, they only have swords in their eyes!

Isn't that a good example of this?

Wu Wan has no anger, let alone sadness, he only has the crazy fighting spirit of dominating the world.

The sword of the sail in the clouds moved.

It was like a flash of lightning in the night, like the first rays of dawn tearing through the darkness.

Then it was dawn.

The black man's eyes were full of disbelief and surprise.

Although his right shoulder was pierced by a sword, his hand still held the sword.

"What a fast sword!"

Yun Zhongfan said: "I know!"

Wu Yan said: "If you don't kill me, she will die!"

Yun Zhongfan said: "I know!"

He suddenly said, "But I don't kill people who don't deserve to die under my sword, besides, I can't find her, I want to find someone to show me the way." ”

The remnant looked at the sail in the clouds, the blood left along his arm, and then slid down the pitch-black black sword, the last drop dripping in the snow.

In an instant, the feet of the black remnant were like a plum blossom in full bloom.

Wu Yan suddenly said, "Do you see clearly?"

Yun Zhongfan looked at him strangely.

But I heard a voice under my feet: "The world is ignorant, trying to spy on the whole leopard, he... I'm afraid I'm already an immortal!"

Then a crack opened in the snow beneath his feet, and a bright rose was thrown out.

Yun Zhongfan caught the bride, she was still unconscious.

The remnants were gone, and the plum blossoms spread all the way to the end of the martial arts arena and disappeared into the dirt.

Yun Zhongfan sighed: "You shouldn't go, you should at least stay and answer my question." ”

It's a pity that I can't hear this.

Yun Zhongfan put down the bride and palmed.

The palm wind clears the snow on the martial arts training ground.

There is a small steel plate on the bluestone slab, and under the steel plate, there is a pull ring.

The sail in the cloud pulled the ring, and the machine sounded, and the bluestone slabs on both sides cracked, and a strong smell of sulfur came to the face.

Is this the reason why Taohualing is like spring all year round?

The corridor was very wide and long, and when Yun Zhongfan walked out of the other exit, he was already outside the peach blossom dock.

Who was the person hiding down there?

Who is the 'he' in his mouth?

No one can answer this question, maybe only the black remnant!

When the bride woke up, she found herself lying in a warm carriage covered with mink, and she suddenly felt like she was coming home.

The carriage was walking, she opened the curtain, and saw Yun Zhongfan leaning on the car, the whip in his hand waving again and again.

"What are you thinking?" she asked, as if she had completely forgotten how she died crying in the clouds.

Yun Zhongfan said: "I'm thinking about how someone suddenly asked me to challenge in just two days!"

The bride said, "Didn't they want to kill you? And isn't that cloud crying dead?"

She didn't know anything about the remnants.

Yun Zhongfan sighed: "They don't want to kill me, it's just a simple challenge, even if I lose, they won't kill me." ”

"How do you know?"

Yun Zhongfan turned his head slightly: "A man's intuition!"

The bride chuckled and said, "I've only heard that women have intuition, but I didn't expect men to have intuition too." ”

Yun Zhongfan said: "What about your intuition?"

The bride thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, I always feel like they want something from you, but it must not be something." ”

Yun Zhongfan said: "A woman's intuition is really terrifying!"

The bride said, "Then won't you never find a wife for the rest of your life?"

Yun Zhongfan didn't speak, but his face suddenly turned pale.

The bride was very interested and stopped talking.

But she wanted to say it again, because she felt that something urgent was coming.

The carriage actually stopped.

The bride blushed and said in a low voice, "You... How do you know?"

Yun Zhongfan did not answer, but jumped out of the carriage.

The bride couldn't help it, and quickly pushed the car door and jumped down.

She turned her head and screamed, almost unable to hold back the soreness in her lower abdomen.

"He... Who is he?"

"Crippled!"

"Who is the cripple?"

"He's a swordsman. ”

"But... But he... How do you hang yourself from a tree?" the bride became more and more unable to hold on, her body trembled, and her speech trembled.

Yun Zhongfan said: "He also stuck his sword in his throat. ”

There were no messy footprints on the snow, but there was a sound of messy footsteps, and the bride ran away.

Yun Zhongfan looked at the black remnants hanging on the tree and muttered, "I said earlier, you should stay, stay and answer me a question." ”

There was no sign of a fight on the snow or on the surrounding vegetation, but the black sword was hung from the tree by his own sword through his throat.

The sail in the clouds soared into the sky like a harrier in the sky, grabbed the clothes on the black chest with his left hand, and pulled out the black sword with his right hand.

Then he smashed into the snow like mud.

He still held a black black sword in his hand, but blood flowed from his palm.

The blood is black.

Yun Zhongfan reluctantly stood up and looked at the hilt of the black sword, which was actually covered with small blue needles at some point.

The tip of the needle was outward, and he grabbed the black sword just now, so he was on the way.

The bride came running over with ease, and anyone who solved the three emergencies of life would feel very relaxed.

But she was immediately not easy.

She saw the sail in the clouds falling in the snow at a glance, and she wanted to pounce on it, but someone stopped her, and a cold sword rested on her neck.

Fortunately, it was a woman who stopped her, and the feeling of a woman blocking the road is always better than the feeling of a man blocking the way.

A white-robed man quietly appeared beside Yun Zhongfan, his narrow eyes swept at Yun Zhongfan, and he sneered: "Phantom Swordsman, such a big name, it's just a straw bag!"

The white-robed woman who stopped the bride said, "So it's useless to look for him." ”

The white-robed man stared at Yun Zhongfan for a while, shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily, after all, he was trained by that old guy, and we can always see some clues when he throws him into the Demon Slayer Valley!"

The white-robed woman suddenly sneered: "If you really have the ability, if you fight with him by yourself, you will not gain anything if you taste it, in the end, you are still afraid of death!"

The white-robed man shouted sharply, "Shut up for me!"

His pale face showed a painful hideousness, like a cat with its tail trampled on, and roared sharply.

Is there anyone in this world who is not afraid of death? Everyone is afraid of death, but some people show it on the outside, and some people hide it in their hearts.

What is Demon Slayer Valley?

It is said that the Valley of the Demon Slayer was originally a place of refuge for people who had done a lot of evil on the rivers and lakes and were hunted down and killed by the whole world, and some people said that there was a demon king in the Valley of the Demon Slayer, and every time the moon was full, the demon king would come.

The white-robed man squatted down, he wanted to see this legend of the rivers and lakes, and wanted to take a closer look at this young man who had become famous for half a year.

He roars like a cat, and his curiosity is stronger than that of a cat.

People have curiosity, and curiosity can kill cats as well as people.

When his face was still two feet away from Yun Zhongfan, Yun Zhongfan, who had been tightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were clear, as clear as a clear spring, and the white-robed man could clearly see that his frightened and distorted face was reflected in the water.

A cold sword was already pressed against his neck, and no one would suspect that it was a stick or a ball of cotton, and even a small child could easily stab it in the throat.

The white-robed man no longer looked like a cat, but like a mouse caught by a cat, and his voice was already trembling: "You... What's all right?"

Yun Zhongfan stood up slowly, as if he hadn't heard the words of the white-robed man, his eyes were staring at the white-robed woman, staring at the Emei thorn in her hand.

The sharp tip of the Emei thorn was against the bride's throat, just as his sword was against the neck of the white-robed man.

Her eyes were filled with fear, and her eyes were filled with fear.

Women, why bother to go to the rivers and lakes?

Since they are all women, why bother with each other?

Her hand holding the Emei thorn turned pale, as if she could no longer bear the fear.

But her footsteps did not stop at all, and she was slowly retreating with the bride in captivity.

Yun Zhongfan said coldly: "If you move again, he will die!"

The white-robed woman shouted almost as soon as Yun Zhongfan's voice fell: "If you dare to make a move, this rose-like bride will die!"

Yun Zhongfan sighed, but the white-robed man took a deep breath, and then began to scold.

"You, you won't be able to live if I die!"

Of course, he saw what the white-robed woman meant, she didn't care about his life or death, it was enough for her to have a rose-like bride in her hand.

The bride's tears have rolled out.

No matter what kind of flower, it will look delicate when it is stained with dewdrops.

Roses are more beautiful.

But Yun Zhongfan remembered that roses have thorns.

-- When you give someone a rose, there will be a lingering fragrance on your hand, but if you are not careful, it will stab you first.

Isn't it the same with those who receive roses?

The sail in the clouds is not moving, but the woman in the white robe is moving.

Three-step, five-step, ten-step......

It's getting farther and farther away.

Yun Zhongfan sighed softly, this rose, there are no thorns?

- He sighed, was he regretful or rejoicing?

"Do you know how to play chess?"

The white-robed woman paused and said coldly: "No! That's the hobby of literati!"

Yun Zhongfan nodded, and he suddenly moved.

The sword that was originally held in his right hand against the throat of the white-robed man was suddenly held by his left hand, and the right hand that originally held the sword was being pulled into his sleeve.

A sigh was heard, followed by the heart-rending screams of the bride and the thud of the corpse falling to the ground.

The scream was so terrible that the white-robed man repeatedly wanted to turn back, but before he could move his neck, the cold tip of the sword cut through his skin.

The bride rushed to her, her face was not bloody, but there was a large patch of blood on her neck that was redder than her red robe.

Yun Zhongfan pointed to the carriage and said lightly: "Go back to the carriage."

The bride walked away obediently, trying hard to keep herself calm.

The cold wind is like a knife.

Why doesn't anyone say that the cold wind is like a sword?

Is it because the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers?

-- Those who wield swords are not necessarily gentlemen.

Yun Zhongfan is not a gentleman, a gentleman has no hatred in his heart, he has!

"Who are you!" was the first thing Yun Zhongfan said to the white-robed man.

After speaking, he looked at the pale face of the white-robed man.

This is a fairly handsome face, but no matter how handsome a face is, when it is frightened and distorted, it can be extremely ugly and even disgusting.

The white-robed man's face suddenly flushed, his breathing became rapid, and then he shouted sharply, "Don't you know?"

Yun Zhongfan looked at him strangely: "Should I know?"

He looked at the white-robed man again, and suddenly smiled: "I understand, you are the 'jade-faced white-robe' Zhang Guanyu!"

The white-robed man breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "It's okay, it's okay!"

His originally trembling body stopped shaking, and his face gradually became ruddy, just like a death row prisoner on the execution ground who was about to be beheaded drank a bowl of spirits, and he was no longer afraid of death.

Yun Zhongfan couldn't help but want to laugh, the legend 'jade-faced white robe' Zhang Guanyu proclaimed himself the most beautiful man in the world, when he met the enemy, he first had to ask the enemy if he knew him, if the enemy didn't know, it would make him uncomfortable than killing him.

Now it seems, is it actually true?

Isn't such a person a sick person? a terminally ill neurosis?

Yun Zhongfan has seen many patients, but he doesn't want to say anything more about neuropathy, because if you talk to neurotics, you will gradually feel that you are a neurotic.

But he had to say it again.

-- Isn't that what people sometimes do? Some things that we don't want to do are forced to do them.

――Even though I knew that there were some things I shouldn't do, I couldn't help myself to do them.

Yun Zhongfan resisted the urge to vomit and said, "You are indeed very handsome! But no matter how handsome a person is, he will not be handsome." ”

Zhang Guanyu said: "How to change?"

Yun Zhongfan said: "Handsomeness comes from the face, if this face is marked with seventeen or eighteen terrible scars, I don't think it will be handsome again at that time!"

He then added, "If you turn him into a dead man again, he will be countless times uglier than ordinary dead people!"

Zhang Guanyu's originally ruddy face turned pale again.

"What do you want to know?"

-- When people have desires, they become timid.

Yun Zhongfan was very satisfied and said with a smile: "You should know!"

Zhang Guanyu took a deep breath, seemed to have made great determination, and said slowly: "You should know "iQue Gong". ”

Yun Zhongfan said: "I know!"

Zhang Guanyu said: "This is no longer a secret, and now there is probably no one in the entire Jianghu who does not know!"

Yun Zhongfan does not deny it.

Because the secret of "iQue Gong" was passed on by him, although it was already there, it was hidden in the hearts of some people before.

Zhang Guanyu said: "...... I..."

When his words came to his lips, he suddenly stopped and looked at Yun Zhongfan strangely: "You really don't know?"

Yun Zhongfan did not answer.

Zhang Guanyu was surprised: "You don't know the Quicksand Hall either?"

Yun Zhongfan frowned: "Quicksand Palace?" (To be continued.) )