The phoenix has lowered its head, as if it has been completely stabbed by the seven romances, and its heart seems to be aching faintly.

The snow-white robe fluttered in the cold wind.

Is he really ruthless? Or is there no humanity anymore? Is there only that incomprehensible sword feeling?

Is there no one in the heart that can occupy it?

The snow on the ground is gradually getting more and more, and the snow and ice are drifting more violently.

Yang Qing already felt that her whole body was about to be frozen, and she was so frozen that there was no trace of warmth.

She stared at the lifeless body, which stood upright like a stone statue without a hint of shaking.

Isn't that what she wants to see the most? But she struggled to jump into the snow, shaking and jumping wildly in it, and then fastened her cloak around his body, smiling and staring at his cheeks.

Wusheng stared at her silently and sighed deeply.

She slowly hid into his chest and pulled the cloak to shield herself from the icy wind and snow, not only herself, but also lifeless.

Jiao smiled and stared at the sky, but found that it was blocked by strands of hair, Yang Qing stared at the hair fluttering in the cold wind, and smiled even more happily, the strands of fluttering hair seemed to be more beautiful than the early morning sun, which was inspiring.

Wusheng caressed her back, and he could feel every muscle on her back tremble violently.

The phoenix stared at them as if amazed.

Yang Tianxiao suddenly walked over, staring at each of them, and finally staring at Wusheng, "Are you surprised?" ”

Wusheng nodded slowly.

"There are no famous calligraphy and paintings here, and there are no peerless beauties, not even the male masters of a generation of swordsmen, but they haven't left here, isn't it strange?"

Wusheng nodded.

He confronted the peacocks, staring at them, poking them, "Yes, it's strange, but it's not the weirdest. ”

Peacock smiled, "I would like to hear the high theory of the spear." ”

"You don't leave because they want to learn the sword here, and they want to taste the sword realm of a generation of swordsmen here."

"Yes, although the man is gone, and the sword has changed hands, his presence can still be felt here."

"This is a great help for you to comprehend the sword, and it will help you to improve your sword realm."

The peacock nodded in acknowledgement.

"What I didn't expect was that you didn't leave here, you stayed here all the time."

The peacock smiled and stared at the phoenix with a smile.

Phoenix stared at Wusheng, "Yes, we should go, but we don't want to go yet. ”

"Do you have any other ideas?"

"Yes, just after seeing you, there were."

"You want to duel with me?"

The muscles on Peacock's cheeks became a little strange, and he sighed softly, "It's a pity that I can't be sure that I can beat your shot." ”

Silent without life.

Phoenix stared at the peacock, "Maybe it's time for us to go." ”

The peacock nodded, staring at the cold, cold sky, as if he was already sighing something.

He sighed deeply and walked over.

The phoenix followed.

In this way, they walked one after the other towards the cold, unforgiving distance.

The lifeless stone statue turned around, staring and poking in the direction they were going, and sighed deeply.

Yang Qing stared at his every movement, even gasping, "Do you really want to duel with them?" ”

Silent without life.

Yang Qing's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, because they stopped not far away and didn't leave.

Are they there enjoying the scenery?

"Why didn't they leave?" Yang Qing stared at lifeless eyes.

The ice and snow on his cheeks were melting, and the ice water was already flowing, but he was still staring and poking at it, as if he had been attracted to the two men.

Liu Ecstasy walked over slowly, staring at Wusheng delicately, "They don't want to go, are they waiting for someone to appear?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"They might want to help you."

Silent without life.

"They also want to duel you, for fear that you will die at the hands of others."

Wusheng nodded.

Liu lost his soul and stopped talking, and the wind and snow gradually became more and more vicious and fierce.

Not far away, in the wind and snow, six or seven people appeared, and six or seven swords were suddenly unsheathed, and the sword light fluttered in the cold wind.

Not only is their skills swift but also direct, and it is clear that they are very good at using swords and know how to use them.

The sword qi had suddenly floated over, floating towards Wusheng.

Wusheng gritted his teeth, struggled to sweep up, and flipped in the air, already avoiding the sword.

These people are very special with swords, and even more special when they kill people.

They don't need to be close to you, the sword qi in their palms can kill people invisibly, and they don't need to stick a trace of blood.

Wusheng knows this kind of swordsmanship, isn't this kind of swordsmanship the same swordsmanship that kills the Black Eagle?

He stood like a stone statue not far away, staring at them motionlessly.

Suddenly, a series of dragon chants sounded between heaven and earth.

Yang Tianxiao has made a move.

The sword was unsheathed, the light of the sword glittering and fluttering, and his body stared at the ground like nails.

The blood was already fluttering in the snow and ice, and the man had suddenly become two, without even a sound, and the screams of pain and struggle seemed to have been broken in two under the sword.

The sword light gradually disappeared, and Yang Tianxiao slowly shook off the blood on the sword.

Yang Tianxiao stared at Wusheng, "Do you know this sword technique?" ”

Silent without life.

The wine eagle suddenly stared at Yang Tianxiao, "Sword Qi kills people invisibly? ”

Yang Tianxiao nodded and acknowledged.

The wine eagles stared at the bones that were gradually submerged in ice and snow, and the blade of the sword in their hands was impressively engraved with Huashan.

"Is it the Huashan faction's swordsmanship?"

Yang Tianxiao nodded.

The wine eagle suddenly stared at the willow ecstasy, and the worry and concern on the willow ecstasy's cheeks were even stronger.

Liu ecstasy stared at Wusheng and didn't speak, but there seemed to be a lot of words in her eyes.

Wusheng sighed deeply and was silent.

Yang Qing caressed the lifeless body, she deeply understood that Lone Eagle must have gone to the Huashan faction, and she must find someone from the Huashan faction to fight hard.

No matter who it is, it will be easy to miss when encountering such a surprising sword technique, because this kind of sword technique does not need to be close to attack, and once it is shot, it is difficult to dodge.

A sword stabbed out from afar, as if there was nothing special, and it was impossible to think of the wonder of this sword, if Wusheng hadn't dodged in time, he would have died under that sword.

It's an unbelievable sword.

"Huashan Sect Qi Sect?"

"Yes, killing people with qi is invisible, and within ten steps, you can kill anything."

Yang Tianxiao stared at Wusheng, "If I hadn't seen you dodge, I wouldn't have thought of this sword." ”

Speechless, staring at the dead lake.

The snow and ice falling on the surface of the lake gradually became thicker, and it was quiet, as if there was nothing special.

Why is he staring there?

Was there something special there that attracted him deeply?

Yang Qing stared at Wusheng, she already felt this quietness, not the silence of the lake, but the quietness of Wusheng.

A person who has been struggling and wandering on the brink of life and death for a long time is sensitive to danger and is twenty times more accurate than the weight estimate of a vendor in a vegetable market.

This statement is not an exaggeration, but a fact.

Walking like a lifeless stone statue towards the lake of death, he seemed to have found his original purpose.

Yang Tianxiao suddenly stared at the dead lake, as if he had sensed something, "Did you feel something?" ”

Wusheng nodded, said nothing, and walked over.

There seems to be a kind of person in the world who doesn't seem to know or fear dangerous things, and he doesn't bother to be afraid, and this fear is a kind of stimulation and joy for him.

No one will refuse excitement and joy, let alone lifelessness.

He will not refuse, others have rejected it for him.

They were standing motionless in the distance, but suddenly they were in the middle of lifelessness.

The phoenix suddenly blocked lifeless, dead blocking his progress. "It's a little bit of his heart for the Spear God."

Silent without life.

Standing like a stone statue, staring and poking the peacock to think about the lake, stopping at the lake.

Stood silently, without any movement.

There was no one on the river, the icy wind was still howling, and the ice and snow fluttered more violently.

Everything seems extremely normal.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth, her body trembled even more violently, but there was still a smile fluttering on her cheeks, a frozen smile.

Wusheng hugged her in his arms, hugged her tightly, and tightly blocked the ice and snow with his cloak.

The smile on her cheeks grew even deeper.

She smiled stupidly, as if she was very proud.

Wusheng stared and poked at the center of the lake, and suddenly a person appeared there, standing there quietly, as if he had become one with the ice and snow.

One man, one sword.

He also wielded a sword, and there was no smile on Mori Bai's cheeks, as if he had been frozen by the cold weather.

He just stood there quietly, staring at the peacock, and the peacock was staring at him.

The peacock stared at the man, the sword, "This is the good place." ”

"Yes." The man nodded, "Because this is one of the most admired and revered places in the rivers and lakes." ”

"I know you have a sword in your hand."

The man was silent.

"It's a good sword."

The man was silent, and already sneered.

He sneered, as if sneering at the fact that this person was talking nonsense, nonsense that should not be said and cannot be said.

Especially when facing the enemy, not only should not say a trace of nonsense, but also should not do a trace of superfluous actions.

This is a big no-no in duels.

"You're from the Wu-Tang Clan?"

The man nodded, reluctant to speak.

"Are you an elder of the Wudang Sect?"

The man nodded.

"Are you Ziyang Zhenren?"

Ziyang nodded, and actually admitted.

"You know who I am?"

"You're not human."

The peacock was silent and stared at him coldly.

"You're a ghost."

This is an insult, and this insult can only be washed away with blood, not your own, or someone else's.

The peacock's hand suddenly touched the hilt of the sword, and the sword was slowly unsheathed.

The sword is unsheathed.

The sword light fluttered, and suddenly floated out, stabbing out like a flying rainbow, stabbing towards Ziyang's body.

Ziyang sneered, every muscle on his cheeks had become stiff and rigid from the excessive sneer.

He sneered and suddenly floated, like ice and snow, swaying and shaking.

The chill between heaven and earth is thicker, and the cold wind is more intense.

Yang Qing tried to keep her eyes open and stared at them.

But their figures gradually faded into obscurity, as if the snow had melted, and they were completely invisible.

Yang Qing held Wusheng's shoulders tightly, his shoulders were still extremely hard, calm, and stable.

Liu ecstasy stared at Phoenix's cheeks, which were filled with an indescribable worry and worry.

The figure is fluttering, and the sword light is bleak.

The cold wind knife cut the peacock's cheek like a knife, as if it didn't change him in the slightest, and it couldn't change.

His body fluttered more rapidly, and the sword light swayed more suddenly.

But he couldn't figure out why this man's sword was unsheathed.

An unsheathed sword cannot kill anyone.

The fluttering man was obviously under the light of the sword, under the edge of the sword, but he had slipped away, he was like a fish in the river, and he could slide away from the top of the wave in a soft and soft way.

It doesn't seem to be very difficult.

"Why is your sword unsheathed?"

"Okay, I'll get out of the sheath."

As he spoke, the sword was unsheathed.

The sword light flashed, and the cold, hard surface of the lake suddenly cracked, and the lake water suddenly floated up, and suddenly it was about to wet the peacock's clothes.

This series of actions happened suddenly, so suddenly, so surprisingly, and even more unbelievable.

The figure suddenly vanished, disappearing into the fluttering water, as if submerged in the cold, cold water.

The peacock stopped suddenly, the sword light had disappeared, the sword intent had been exhausted, and the sword qi had been remnant.

His pupils contracted slowly, and he felt that his body was gradually stiffening and stiff, without a trace of vitality.

He stood quietly, quietly facing the floating water, which slowly disappeared.

Ziyang was already standing not far away, standing coldly.

The sword is in its sheath, and the sword light is gone.

looked at the peacock coldly, and watched the sword in his hand suddenly return to its sheath.

The peacock's hand holding the sword was not unsteady, and the green tendons on his hand were already trembling faintly.

"You ......."

Ziyang stared at him coldly, "My sword is out of its sheath." ”

The peacock stared at Ziyang, silent, unable to speak.

Ziyang stopped at seven feet, staring at his hand, his sword. "My sword doesn't kill the elderly."

"You don't kill the elderly?"

"Yes, even if you kill me, I won't kill you."

"You are no longer a swordsman, you are an old man, you can go to the sword, you can enjoy the fun and pleasure inside, but you can't go to a duel."

The peacock was silent.

"If you were twenty years younger, I would definitely kill you, and maybe you would kill you."

Ziyang no longer looked at him, and no longer took him to heart.

He walked towards lifelessness and stopped far away.

"The gun god is lifeless?"

Wusheng nodded.

"I'll duel you."

"When?"

Ziyang stared at the lifeless body, the stone statue-like body motionless.

The hand holding the gun didn't move.

"You're hurt?"

Speechless, his empty eyes were staring at him like spearheads.

"You don't care about the injuries on your body?"

Silent without life.

"Are you willing to duel me now?"

Without saying a word, he walked over like a stone statue and stopped seven feet from him.

Ziyang stared at his body quietly, and the gun in his hand seemed to be attracted by this gun.

The gun seemed to have enough to attract him.

Yang Qing stood far away and did not stop it, because she understood Wusheng and understood him.

When dueling, he never retreats, no matter what time it is, it is the same.

Some people live as if they are fighting for a duel, and instead of being afraid of death, they can find the pleasure and joy they deserve in it, even if they die, without the slightest complaint, let alone a trace of sadness and pain.

Yang Tianxiao did not stop him, because he really respected them, because they were all the same, they were not disappointing people, whether they were dead or alive, they would not disappoint.

Not only will it not disappoint, but it will not take advantage of others.

The sword had long since been sheathed, and man had grown older, as if he had been crushed by the battle.

He didn't die, he didn't lose, but he only felt that the exhilarating fighting spirit in his body seemed to be gone, and it had disappeared alive.

The peacock did not speak, nor did he have anything to say.

The sword in his hand is still undefeated, and it is not humiliated here.

He slowly walked into the distance in the snow and ice, without looking back.

Liu ecstasy stared at their departing backs, and the color of pity and sympathy in his eyes was even stronger.