The cold wind howled, and the sword light was slight.

They are all swordsmen, they are all swordsmen among swordsmen, and the swords in their hands are all extremely famous and loud in the rivers and lakes in recent years.

The sky is low and the sun is slanting, there is no trace of heat, but it is so hazy.

The most hazy is the swordsman who is desperately not far away.

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

It is no longer possible to distinguish who is his friend, let alone who is his enemy.

Liu ecstasy stared at them, and there was pity and sympathy in her eyes, and no matter who fell, she would pity and sympathize.

In the icy cold wind, two swordsmen kept chasing around a swordsman, and the sword light kept stabbing out.

The sword qi swam in the cold wind, and the sword edge was chilling, and the voice was hoarse.

The body of the person holding the sword fluttered, rising and falling, "Wudang swordsmanship is not good?" ”

"Where is Wudang's swordsmanship?"

"You can't do it anywhere, you can bully more and less, and what kind of swordsmanship is mentioned, this is simply not swordsmanship." Yang Tianxiao stared at Xun Huanzi and smiled wildly, "Your swordsmanship is simply an aunt twisting her ass, the more you twist, the more you twist, the more boring it becomes." ”

Xunhuanzi's face didn't change, and he was actually a little angry, "Your Laozi's sword has been abolished since it came to you." ”

He suddenly pulled Xiaoyaozi and stood far away, his sword slowly unsheathed.

Both of them have already been sheathed, don't they plan to unsheath again? Two swords against one sword, this is a very advantageous thing.

Some people from famous and decent families do not hesitate to use the whole faction to strangle them in order to eliminate the demons and defend the Dao, and this kind of thing is really unworkable for them.

Xun Huanzi stared at Yang Tianxiao from afar, "Do you want to duel with me alone?" ”

A smile appeared on Yang Tianxiao's face, cold and ruthless.

When he came out of the sword, he was not only ruthless to others, but also ruthless to himself, "The one who can get close to Xunhuanzi is Xiaoyaozi, because Xunhuan will get Xiaoyaozi, and if you don't go to Xunhuan, there will be no Xiaoyao, you two have always liked to get close, don't you?" ”

Xiaoyaozi nodded and stared at Yang Tianxiao, "Yes, you really didn't walk in vain in the rivers and lakes, and finally recognized me?" ”

Yang Tianxiao sneered and stared at him coldly, "The Wudang Sect can't help me if they join forces to find joy and care, do you want to wait for your other senior brothers to come over, and then do it together." ”

Xiaoyaozi was silent.

Xunhuanzi stared at Yang Tianxiao, "You really want to duel with me?" ”

Yang Tianxiao clenched the hilt of the sword tightly, staring coldly at Xunhuanzi, staring at the sword in Xunhuanzi's hand. "Sword Qi Blowing Flowers?"

Xun Huanzi nodded and admitted, "Yes, the sword qi blows the flower." ”

As he spoke, the sword in his hand slowly came out of its sheath, and it came out very slowly, as if it was extremely difficult and extremely forceful.

The icy cold wind swept up, and the sweat from the corners of his eyes just flowed out, and suddenly it was swept away by the cold wind, far away.

The sword light gradually appeared, the sword qi became more intense, and the cold, cold snow suddenly floated up, and drifted madly towards the sky.

Yang Tianxiao gritted his teeth and stared at the hand, the hand holding the sword.

The sword light was slowly completely unsheathed, and the snow on the ground rose and fell more violently, and Yang Tianxiao was only silver and white in front of him, which was more fierce and cruel than the icy cold wind.

Just as the snow fluttered more violently, he suddenly jumped up, rose from the ground, and roared into the sky.

The sword is unsheathed, and the dragon is fluttering.

Unfortunately, he was still a little slower, and the moment he left the ground, a sword suddenly appeared from under his feet.

The sword light suddenly rolled towards his legs.

The sword light disappeared, and the flesh and blood suddenly drifted away, leaving a pair of dry bones in his legs, and there was no trace of dry bones without flesh and blood.

Yang Tianxiao gritted his teeth, "Good swordsmanship." ”

There was a man standing quietly on the ground, watching him slowly fall.

Drops of blood rolled down the blade.

The snow-white long beard fluttered in the cold wind, and his expression looked very enjoyable.

The sword light flashed, and the snow-white long beard was suddenly dyed blood red, and he stared at the sword and the person floating in front of him.

It seems that death does not believe that the sword will kill him, and death does not believe that the sword can still send out this deadly sword.

That kind of enjoyable look slowly stiffened and died.

Suddenly the man fell.

His eyes were fixed on the sky, and the sky was as blue as a wash, and there were no white clouds.

Flakes of falling snow fell on his face, motionless, as if they had merged tightly with his cheeks.

The sword light fluttered, and it groaned in the cold wind.

The flesh of his legs was gone, but he still stood, still holding the hilt of the sword, and as long as he held the sword, no one would despise him.

Those who despise him will definitely pay a heavy price.

He suddenly stared at Liu Ecstasy not far away, and his eyes were already full of apology and pain.

And did not speak.

The painful and sad words of parting, he never wanted to say and would not say.

The hand didn't move, the sword didn't move, there wasn't a hint of shaking.

Pain, torture, and sorrow were not enough to make his hands tremble, because he was a swordsman.

A swordsman's life is only a sword, and the sword is his life and his all.

So Xunhuanzi stopped far away, and he didn't dare to approach from afar.

He stared at Yang Tianxiao, as if staring at a beast that had fallen into a pit, and although the beast was dying, although it was dying, it still had the ability to harm others.

There is not a single doubt about this, and they know it deeply.

The sword has been slowly sheathed, and both mouths have been sheathed.

Looking at it from afar, his face was not only full of pain and sorrow for the long beard, but also full of fear and cowardice for a wild beast.

Liu ecstasy pounced on them delicately, "He can't do it anymore, don't kill him." ”

She prayed to them in the cold wind, like a lonely butterfly praying earnestly for the flowers, hoping that they would not fall early and lose their pollen.

Xun Huanzi suddenly caught her under her armpit, she screamed in pain, crying, "You let him go, you let him go...... ”

Yang Tianxiao's eyes were filled with tears.

He really couldn't imagine that there would be a woman pleading for him, let alone that this person had no emotion or relationship with him.

What I couldn't imagine and couldn't figure out was that I was in tears at this moment.

The tears have flowed, but the sword light is still there.

The sword was already groaning, looking extremely desolate and gloomy, as if it was in pain and grief for what happened to its master at this moment.

He stared at Xunhuanzi, "You are decent, but you are pitiful, but cowards, and you are nothing more than wretched,......。 ”

The voice was not violent, nor delicate, as if a serious and careful student was speaking the words, very slowly, very clearly, as if he was afraid that the teacher would not understand.

Xunhuanzi nodded, staring at him from afar, "Yes, that's right, you're all right. ”

Yang Tianxiao stared at Xunhuanzi, staring at his sword, there was no hand on the hilt, and he didn't have a trace of a hand.

"There are not many people with long beards in the rivers and lakes."

Funkiko nodded. "Yes, maybe less than five."

"Fewer with swords."

"Yes, maybe less than three."

"Then he must be the long-bearded son of the seven sons of Wudang."

"Yes, you're right."

"I killed him."

Xunhuanzi nodded, "Yes, I saw that." ”

"You don't want to avenge him at all?"

Xunhuanzi seemed to be pondering, and stared at him for a long time, "I'm not in a hurry. ”

Yang Tianxiao stared at his legs, and the color of pain and sadness in his eyes became even stronger, "You want to wait until I'm about to die before you do it?" ”

"Yes." Xunhuanzi nodded, "That's exactly what I meant. ”

Yang Tianxiao stared at the sword in his hand, staring at his hand, "Your sword is a toy?" Can only see, can't be used? ”

Xunhuanzi was silent and looked at Xiaoyaozi.

Xiaoyaozi slowly took out the wine jug from his arms, took a sip of it himself, and handed it to Xunhuanzi.

Xunhuanzi slowly took it and took a sip slowly.

It was as if they had not heard such insults, as if they had become deaf.

They exchanged drinks back and forth, looking at each other back and forth, as if they didn't have the slightest intention of making a move.

The sword was in the hand, unsheathed.

The cold wind was fluttering, and with a "grid" sound, his legs were broken, and the person had suddenly fallen.

Yang Tianxiao gritted his teeth, "You are not worthy of using a sword, if you insult the sword in your hand, you will definitely get retribution." ”

No one paid attention to him, and he had become a wild dog, a wild dog that no one wanted to care about or mention.

Xunhuanzi nodded, "You're drinking a lot better than before." ”

He was already laughing.

Xiaoyaozi also smiled, smiling as if he was very pleasant, "You too, I have never had a chance to drink with you, today is so pleasant for me." ”

Xunhuanzi stared at Xiaoyaozi, "Is your wine Moutai or burning knives?" ”

Xiaoyaozi smiled, as if he was really happy, "It's a burning knife." ”

The two of them had been talking non-stop, and they were not bothering to raise the sky.

The sword flashed, the dragon's chant had disappeared, the sword had left his hand, and the man had fallen.

Blood spattered seven steps, and the chill was endured.

Xun Huanzi sighed deeply, "A sword is a good sword, and a person is a master." ”

Xiaoyaozi nodded, "It's rare to see you say so much about someone who wields a sword. ”

Funkiko nodded and tilted the flask slightly.

The wine was already wafting, and the sadness on his face slowly became stronger.

Xiaoyaozi slowly picked up her long beard, and the sadness and pain on her cheeks became more intense.

Xunhuanzi gently patted his body, "People are dead, just mourn, not in vain." ”

Xiaoyaozi nodded, "Now we ......." ”

Seeker sighed deeply, as if he was extremely tired and weak, and he stared at the way down the mountain.

Their footprints were still vaguely left on the road, one after the other.

"Now it's time for us to get over."

"Where?"

"Of course, it's a place you don't want to go but you have to."

"Are you looking for no life?"

Xunhuanzi nodded, as if he didn't want to face the name.

The icy cold wind blew on his cheeks, and he seemed to have become extremely tired and weak.

It seems to be longing for rest, longing to lie in bed and have a good dream.

Xiaoyaozi smiled, "After this move, we can have a good rest." ”

Xunhuanzi also nodded.

Liu ecstasy gritted his teeth and stared at the cold, merciless earth delicately, "Where are you going?" ”

Xunhuanzi stroked his back, "Of course, I went to find Wusheng." ”

"Why are you looking for lifeless?"

He smiled, "Because he's important to us." ”

"How important is he to you?"

"Yes, it's very important."

"What's the matter?"

"He's one of the few spear gods in the rivers and lakes, isn't he?"

"Yes."

"He is also one of the few demons, the Gun Demon of the rivers and lakes."

"You're going to kill him."

"Yes, as long as we kill him, our Wudang faction will definitely be able to overwhelm the heroes with a sword and make the sword faction of the world surrender."

"You ......."

"He has been seriously injured, he must be resting there now, and he must have been caught in the big hole by Yang Tianxiao, and he can't move."

"How do you know?"

Xun Huanzi smiled softly, staring at Liu Ecstasy with a smile, smiling as if he was very mysterious and proud, "Think about it, I am fighting with the Spear God Wusheng, isn't it?" ”

Liu was silent.

The smile on his face is easily reminiscent of a vicious and cunning fox, and he always thinks of the way to find a rabbit in the snow. "The gun god has never retreated, not once."

Liu was silent, staring at the earth.

There is only cold, cold ice and snow on the earth, ruthless, cold-blooded ice and snow.

More ruthless than ice and snow are people.

Xunhuanzi gasped slowly, the smile on his face had gradually faded, and even every muscle in his body was filled with an indescribable vigor, and he stared at the silent courtyard, without a single sound.

The snow had drifted away from a few dead trees, and the cold wind was blowing, but the stumps were shaking, neither shaking out nor possessing anything.

The icicles under the eaves are intertwined with wolf teeth, which looks hideous and forested.

Xunhuanzi stared at Liu Ecstasy, and said slowly, "There is only one reason why the spear god is not alive. ”

Liu was silent.

"That is, he was caught in more than a dozen big holes by Yang Tianxiao, and he couldn't move."

He smiled, very merry, "We can see him when we go in now, and then we can easily take him away." ”

Liu was silent.

There was pity and sympathy in her eyes.

His analysis is correct, in the face of a duel, Wusheng never retreated once, and the only way to make Wusheng not fight is to point him to more than a dozen big holes, so that he can't move.

Xunhuanzi walked in lightly, a look of disappointment on his face.

Liu Ecstasy also looked at it, and his heart sank.

There was no one in the house.

Traces of crawling all the way in the snow, who is this person?

Is it lifeless? Is it Yang Qing?

Her heart became more worried, worried.

A few steamed buns on the table have disappeared, the others have not been touched, and half of the wind chickens hanging on the wall have been missing.

The flames in the brazier had faded away, and there was not a trace of heat to burn.

The firewood in the stove was faintly beeping, not violent, and it was already extremely delicate and weak.

The lid of the pot has been opened, and the hot water inside is vaguely steaming, and there are only steamed buns and thin wind chicken slices inside.

This must be Yang Qing's craft.

Liu ecstasy stared at the rest of the place, and the rest of the place did not change, not a trace.

The man is gone, and there is no trace of desperateness.

Xunhuanzi put her down, walked to the stove, took out the steamed buns inside, sandwiched the wind chicken slices in it, and then ate it.

He eats slowly and carefully.

The seven sons of Wudang do not live only by the sword in their hands, but also by luck, and luck can mostly bring more people who are mentally prepared.

They are exactly that kind of people.

Especially the person who seeks pleasure.

Xiaoyaozi stared at him, "Did you find anything?" ”

Xunhuanzi nodded, "Found it." ”