This is a story about a swordsman.

At night, the moon hangs high. The moonlight was like frost, and on the high platform, a white-clothed figure was bathed in the moonlight, and another figure paced out of the darkness.

Two figures, one bright and one dark, one high and one low, echo each other from afar.

The fluttering figure in white slowly turned around, and the bright moon was behind him, turning into a circle of light like a god behind his head, holy and.

There you are.

The figure in the darkness was stunned, as if thinking of something, and then replied in a steady tone.

I'm coming.

I knew you were coming.

Of course I'll come, and of course you know I'll come, otherwise why would you let me go in the first place?

Hearing her answer, the white-clothed figure laughed, and his laughter revealed his determination to die.

The moon is bright tonight, and I don't care.

The figure in the darkness did not answer again, and had already drawn his sword from its sheath.

Please.

There is no need to say more.

With a soft groan, the sword qi soared into the sky.

The white-clothed figure long sword is out of the sheath, the sword is a good sword, the blue blade flashed in the moonlight, and his fingertips brushed the cold green blade of the green blade: please.

The clouds covered the moon, and the sky darkened.

But neither side acted rashly.

The duel between swordsmen is actually divided into three, six, nine and so on.

The duel between third-rate swordsmen is superficial, and the fight is an external force, as long as your weapons, exercises, and sword moves are good enough, you can overwhelm others.

Second-rate swordsmen duel more fight for the bottom force, because no matter how subtle the sword moves are learned and how advanced the exercises are, if they can't integrate and flexibly face the enemy in battle, it will be in vain.

Why didn't the weapons gap be taken into account? That's because I considered the situation where one side showed the Heavenly Sword and the other side took out the laser sword to fight the enemy

It's far away, let's get down to business.

First-class swordsmen are based on moves, swordsmen who can reach this realm in the way of the sword, in terms of talent and perseverance, they can be regarded as dragons and phoenixes among people, and the best of them can read each other's thoughts and sword momentum from the few encounters between swords and swords, so as to predict how the next move will come, and there is a move in hand, but the two sides have already passed ten moves in their hearts, and it is precisely because of this that most of their duels have ended.

After all, for them, if they run out of moves, they lose.

As for the top swordsmen, the clash of swordsmanship is even more unconventional, and the white-clothed figure and the person in the shadows are at this level, it can be said that from the moment the two met, the clash of victory and defeat had already kicked off invisibly.

The momentum is clashed, and the confrontation in the mood is silent but murderous, and every word and deed, every move, or even a look revealed by both sides, and a mistake in the heart may become a fatal flaw.

The clouds dispersed, and the sword light of these two peerless swords turned into a signal of confrontation, one high and one low, the two people who were bright and dark moved at the same time, moving like a rabbit, as fast as lightning, and the two figures staggered in the moonlight

What's going on? Let's rewind the clock and start at the beginning.

When Wu Ming and the others were still traveling in Happy Hot Springs, Lin Jiaojiao was in big trouble.

Hmph~

On this day, Lin Jiaojiao hummed a little song, carrying the ingredients and seasonings that her mother had confessed to buy, but she thought that she was going to Wu Ming's house to play with Elizabeth and Queen Scarlet on the weekend, and accidentally bumped into a person who suddenly walked out of the alley when she passed by the corner.

Yes!

With a small exclamation, Lin Jiaojiao was knocked back and sat on the ground, and the ingredients and seasonings in the plastic bag were also spilled on the ground.

Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just walked too fast and didn't look at the road

Lin Jiaojiao raised her head while apologizing. The man who bumped into her looked to be about twenty or thirty years old, with a handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing only a thin white robe in the biting cold winter night, with a momentum like a blade, and a body as straight as a sword, just like

The same as a swordsman who came out of martial arts.

And he still has a handful of foreheads hanging from his waist, which is a green onion.

The sword is a good sword The man in white was indifferent to Lin Jiaojiao's apology, just looked at the ingredients scattered on the ground, his eyes fell on a green onion and nodded his heartfelt admiration, and then swept the latter who collapsed to the ground up and down, and then shook his head with some disappointment and said: It's a pity that the person with the sword not only made the sword dusty, but also wasted his talent in the way of the sword in vain

Huh? Lin Jiaojiao, who was knocked to the ground, has not recovered from her shock, what do you say? Are you talking about me? What's going on?

Although the other party was full of grooves, especially the green onion pinned to her waist, which made her feel unhappy when she stuck in her throat, she recalled the experience of being involved in strange events several times, and she very wisely swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

Don't be in a hurry to complain, there are still swords in the stone in foreign countries, what if the green onion in the hand of this goods can really be used as a sword maker?

It can only be said that her instincts are good.

Draw your sword. In the next second, the man in white held the green onion pinned to his waist with one hand, and held the root with the other hand to make a sword out of the sheath, accompanied by a sword chant like a sword out of the sheath, he waved the green onion and pointed at Lin Jiaojiao, and when the green onion waved, there was a sound of breaking the sky, stand up, pick up your sword, there will be a battle between you and me.

I'm not Lin Jiaojiao shook her head again and again, quickly took the green onion out of the shopping bag and stood up and said, Big brother, if you like this green onion, why don't I give it to you, you don't have to use a knife or a gun

Are you humiliating me? I don't know which string the man in white tripped up, his face became a little colder, and he stabbed Lin Jiaojiao casually with his sword.

Although it is just a careless stab, neither serious nor real, but the man in white has reached the realm of swordsmanship, and there are too many subtle mysteries hidden in this ordinary stab, it seems that he may only need to take a little back half a step to retreat, but when it comes to dealing with it, it makes people feel that there is no way to retreat, there is no way to avoid it, and no matter where they flee, they will be stabbed by this sting.

The sword aura is like a rainbow, and the killing machine is full of murder.

Neurotic! Lin Jiaojiao was scared and scolded, maybe it was fate, or it could be the survival instinct that there was no way back, in the face of the green onion that stabbed straight up, she subconsciously set up the green onion in her hand!

The two shallots collided and a string of sparks erupted.

Is it just a subconscious block, is it an accidental event with a probability that is almost so small that it does not exist? Or does Lin Jiaojiao really have a unique advantage in swordsmanship? When she resisted the onion, she hit the key node of the green onion thorn, which was the key to breaking the balance of the sting, but this block slightly deflected the angle of the green onion stabbing at her throat.

Helped her escape a death catastrophe.

The green onion overflowing with sword energy cut through the skin, and the green onion also cut through the snow-white robe.

Two figures staggered by.

She only felt a pain in her neck, and when she reached out and touched it, her head suddenly buzzed and fell into a stupor.

Blood!

It's blood!

That's a lot of blood!

It's going to die, it's going to die, it's going to die, it's going to die, no, no, no! Gotta figure it out! Gotta think of a way! Is there any way to get him to let me go, how can I get him to let me go, think about it, think about it!

The funny man in white looked at the cuffs that were cut, and finally revealed some other emotions on his ice-like face, it was a surprise, a surprise to finally meet the opponent, although the other party is still immature but extremely talented, at the moment of life and death, the onion that relied on instinct and talent just happened to block the key point of his strength, not only destroying his original sword path, but also cutting his robe, which can not be explained simply by chance.

With time and time, this girl will be his opponent.

But before he could speak, Lin Jiaojiao took the lead: Trick! You're playing tricks!

Man in White: Tricks?

Isn't it a lie that you are a top swordsman who bullied me, a person who has never learned swordsmanship! Lin Jiaojiao's smart little head melon is already running rapidly at this moment

Come, the fear of death is behind her and forces her to do everything she can to save herself, a generation of grandmasters bullying a little girl, you are not ashamed! Don't be ashamed!

However, in the face of this moral accusation, the man in white was expressionless: then?

It's miserable, what if he doesn't eat this set at all? What to do, what to do, what to do?!

Lin Jiaojiao's eyes kept spinning, and the small gears of her brain were about to spark, constantly looking for escape routes and the possibility of getting out of trouble, but when her eyes were sweeping, she accidentally caught the traces of the other party's cuffs being cut.

At that moment, it was as if she had finally found the last piece of the puzzle, and several fragment-like clues were connected together, finally forming a complete picture in her mind.

Pregnant!

I think you're scared of me! Afraid of my talent, afraid that I may grow to the point where you can't control me, that's why you want to nip me in the bud before I can grow up! Under the pressure of the other party, Lin Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and pointed to the sleeve of the man in white who was cut with a big hole, you see! That's where the evidence is! I can subconsciously block your green onions and cut your robe, if I grow up in time, do you still have a chance to defeat me!

That's why you say I want to kill you and nip the threat in the bud? The man in white said indifferently.

Isn't it? Keep saying that there will be a battle between you and me, Lin Jiaojiao can't control so much at this time, fear, anger, desire to survive, a variety of emotions are mixed together and burst out, you can't call it a battle at all! It's just a one-sided killing! Cruelty to my talents! A narrow-minded person like you deserves to play with a sword? I see you're practicing swordsmanship, right?

This trick is called putting the dead to death and then living, to put it bluntly, it is a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and the other party is stimulated by the agitation method, but Lin Jiaojiao, who is emotionally out of control, is obviously a little overdone.

If you have a kind, just give me two days! Believe it or not, I'll overtake you in two minutes and beat you to the ground!

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had damaged the other party for almost two minutes, and the man in white stood in place with a blue face and a red face, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

The end feels too exciting

Alas, however, the man in white still didn't make a move after all, he forcibly resisted the urge to kill the other party on the spot and put the onion back into the sheath, Okay, I promise you, two days later, on the night of the full moon, when you grow up, we will fight again

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