"Good swordsmanship, you are Xue Xiaoren?"

A cold voice came from afar.

When Xue Xiaoren heard this, he immediately put away his sword, and looked around with a fierce face, thinking that he was an assassin, but he didn't expect that person to come over step by step.

Dressed in a black robe, with white hair and eyebrows, and carrying a narrow katana in his hand, he looked like a Dongying samurai, but he spoke very standard Chinese.

In the past, in order to pretend to be crazy and stupid, Xue Xiaoren has always been in a big red robe, embroidered in gold clothes, with a few bright gold rings on his arms, and even grease and powder on his face.

A middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, with a thick rouge gouache on his face, is wearing a red, shiny and ill-fitting dress, how strange it looks.

This strangeness is his disguise, and it is also his weapon against the enemy, if the enemy is slightly shaken in his heart because of this strangeness, his sword will seize the fleeting opportunity to pierce the enemy's throat.

However, this disguise is useless against the masters.

The real martial arts masters, all of them are killed from the sea of corpses and blood, either their hearts are like iron stones, or their hearts are like stopping water, how can they care about these things?

Belch...... It's not all killed.

If the talent can reach the level of Huang Shang and Shi Potian, plus enough blessings, you can also comprehend peerless martial arts in retreat at home.

As for those who have given initiations and passed on the exercises, if they don't study and practice diligently, they will end up wasting their opportunities.

The master in front of Xue Xiaoren was killed step by step from the lowest level of the rivers and lakes, not the lowest level of the Central Plains rivers and lakes, but the lowest level of the Dongying rivers and lakes.

It was a place that was more cruel and bloody than the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, and it was like hell on earth.

With just a knife, this person rushed out of hell, and used the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood to forge his own treasure knife and cut out his own blood.

Except for martial arts, nothing can shake his heart, don't say the bells and whistles, even if Xue Xiaoren sings the flower drum opera, he will not waver at all.

Xue Xiaoren had seen this person, and he knew that he couldn't continue to disguise it, because it was meaningless.

Coming here is for a martial arts competition, no matter how much grievance Xue Xiaoren has, how much ambition, and how much perseverance he has, in his heart it is just bullshit, and it is not worth caring about at all.

The reason for the competition is not to kill people, but because he saw Xue Xiaoren's swordsmanship, since he saw it, he had to compete in martial arts, not only to distinguish between superiority and death.

"Yanagi a sword?"

"It's me!"

"You were defeated in the hands of Yan Beifei back then, if you don't go to Yan Beifei's descendants, what are you looking for me to do?"

"Because I haven't found it yet."

At the mention of Yan Beifei, Liu Sheng's heart was slightly shaken, and the corners of his eyes obviously twitched, but the qi did not weaken at all, but as he spoke, the qi became stronger and sharper.

Defeated in the hands of Yan Beifei, Liu Sheng Yijian did not feel any loss, but felt very excited.

Yan Beifei won above board, Liu Sheng was convinced of the loss of a sword, and decided to go back to practice hard for twenty years, and then go to Yan Beifei for a decisive battle, and then found out

- Yan Beifei is dead!

- Twenty years of long-cherished wish shattered!

Yagyu didn't know what to do, so he wandered around, looking for master swordsmen and fighting them to the death, as a way to relieve his inner anguish.

Now, it's Xue Xiaoren's turn.

Xue Xiaoren saw that Yan Beifei was mentioned, and he couldn't shake Liu Sheng's heart, knowing that he had reached a Jedi where there was no way out, and all he could do was to let it go.

If you say something like "I just practiced swords, the loss of true qi is serious, and you won't win the martial arts" or "You have seen my swordsmanship, but I have not seen yours", these will only weaken your momentum and have no practical effect.

Yanagi Kazuken doesn't care about that, and when he decides to draw his sword, it's only merciless killing.

Xue Xiaoren was not without an advantage, because Liu Sheng did not draw his sword with a sword, obviously giving up the first move.

Xue Xiaoren practiced fast swords, that is, in the shortest possible time, he stabbed the sword into the throat of the enemy, and if he was allowed to take the lead, it would definitely be very dangerous.

Liu Sheng Yijian had seen Xue Xiaoren's fast sword, but he still gave up the lead, and his confident posture made Xue Xiaoren feel a heavy pressure.

Fortunately, Xue Xiaoren also has a special advantage that cannot be regarded as an advantage - madness!

Pretending to be crazy is a very difficult thing, pretending to be crazy for a long time is likely to become really crazy, Xue Xiaoren's brain is already half crazy, otherwise it is impossible to pretend to be so similar.

Faced with the ghostly pressure of Liu Sheng's sword, Xue Xiaoren did not hesitate to enter a state of madness, resisting the pressure of Liu Sheng's sword with extreme madness, and at the same time stimulating the blood in his body and turning into a sword light of thunder and lightning.

Fast!

Vicious!

Permit!

As the leader of the Thirteen Swords of the Killer Organization, Xue Xiaoren has trained countless elite killers, and his swordsmanship is naturally unfathomable, and he is proficient in the art of sneak attack and assassination.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the blade of the sword had already arrived in front of Liu Sheng's sword, and it was so fast that people felt suffocated.

Even if the Central Plains is a little red, he doesn't have such a fast sword, and he can't do such a ruthless killing.

The autumn wind is like a knife, but it is not as cold as the blade of the sword.

Yagyu's gaze finally changed, not the fear of dying, but the excitement, the excitement of meeting an opponent worthy of a fight.

In the face of such an opponent, Yanagi Yijian usually has only one way, and that is - draw the sword!

"Boom!"

Xue Xiaoren saw the blood-red sword, heard the sound of the blade cutting through the air, and then felt the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and then lost his strength.

"Bang!"

Xue Xiaoren fell to the ground softly.

Liu Sheng put away the sword with a sword, glanced at Xue Xiaoren with a little pity, and strode away from this place.

……

Li Jinyu looked up sharply into the air.

Chu Liuxiang said: "What's wrong?" ”

Li Jinyu said: "A master is coming, this master has killed a person, it's really a fast knife!" ”

Zuo Mingzhu said strangely: "Where?" ”

"The woods outside the city."

"Huh? How could it be there? ”

The woods outside the city are a treasure land, and it was here that Zuo Mingzhu met and fell in love with Xue Bin, and there was a wooden house there, which was the love nest of the two of them.

Not only the young men and women who are in love, but also the young owner of Shijiazhuang will have an affair with the maid here, and the eldest and young grandmother of Shijiazhuang will also have an affair with the servant here.

Feng Shui treasure!

A great place to be in Feng Shui!

Such a treasure of feng shui has a homicide case, and I am afraid that it will no longer be able to be used in the future.

Zuo Mingzhu asked, "Lord Wang, do you know who the dead person is?" Could it be Xue Bin? ”

Li Jinyu said: "First of all, I am a human, not an immortal, and I don't know clairvoyance, and secondly, even if I have the ability to clairvoyance, I don't know Xue Bin." ”

Zuo Mingzhu's heart sank when he heard this, but he heard Li Jinyu continue: "It shouldn't be Xue Bin." ”

"Why?"

"The winner's sword technique is lonely and arrogant, obviously for the sake of martial arts, ordinary opponents can't enter his eyes at all, Xue Bin is not qualified to let him draw his sword."

"Don't look down on people, prince!"

"Yes, yes, Xue Bin's martial arts are profound, which attracted the attention of this master, and then he was cut with a knife."

"Huh? This ......"

"Do you think it's a good thing to be looked down upon now? At least he was able to save his life. ”

Zuo Mingzhu was silent.

If it is a hot-blooded man, he may feel humiliated by being underestimated, and it is better to die, but Zuo Mingzhu is obviously not a hot-blooded man, what she wants is to spend the moon with Xue Bin, raise her eyebrows, and grow old together.

Chu Liuxiang said: "Who is that swordsman?" ”

Li Jinyu analyzed: "In a flash, fast as lightning, murderous, one blow will kill, it should be the routine of Dongying's knife technique, if I guessed correctly, he should be Dongying's swordsman Liu Sheng's sword." ”

Chu Liuxiang complained: "You disaster star, there will be a murder case wherever you go!" ”

Li Jinyu snorted coldly: "Hmph! Could it be that I did it by borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul? It's not terrible to bump into blood, but it's really creepy to bump into ecstasy! ”

Zuo Mingzhu smiled slightly awkwardly.

Li Jinyu said: "Old bedbug, you leave it to them to tell the matchmaker, and I'll go see Liu Sheng's sword." ”

Chu Liuxiang said: "You want to do it?" ”

Li Jinyu shrugged: "This product is still accumulating killing intent, before he finishes saving, he is not qualified to do anything with me, and when he finishes saving, there may already be someone who will deal with him, and he is ready for everything." ”

Challenging the masters?

Why don't you go to Wanmei Villa to find Ximen to blow snow?

Why don't you go to Shenjian Mountain Villa to find Xie Xiaofeng?

Why don't you go to Feixian Island to find Ye Gucheng?

Why don't you go to the Emei faction and the Huashan faction?

If you have the ability, you came to the Chu Palace, to provoke me!

Liu Sheng's sword flashed away, although it was very amazing, but if he wanted to move Li Jinyu, it was too far away, and the killing intent was far from enough.

……

Xuejiazhuang.

Li Jinyu sent Xue Xiaoren's body over.

Looking at Xue Xiaoren's corpse, looking at the terrible wounds on the corpse, Xue Yiren clenched his fists tightly.

"Lord Wang, who did this?"

"Yanagi a sword."

"My brother has no grudge against him."

"Does murder require a grudge?"

"Maybe others need a grudge, but Yanagi Yijian definitely doesn't need it, this is a real madman!"

Xue Yiren knew Liu Sheng Yijian.

When Liu Sheng Yijian came to the Central Plains to challenge, Xue Yiren was in retreat, and when Xue Yiren came out, Liu Shengyi Sword had been defeated by Yan Beifei, and he had no intention of making a move, and Xue Yiren was embarrassed to be strong.

originally wanted to compete with Yan Beifei, but Yan Beifei's wife and children were hot on the kang, and they didn't want to compete.

Xue Yiren was helpless, and could only sigh that his retreat was really not the right time, and he didn't drink a sip of soup.

Xue Yiren said coldly: "Liu Sheng killed my brother with a sword, this matter can't end like this, I want to duel with Liu Sheng with a sword, please be a witness." ”

Li Jinyu said: "I'll help you make an appointment." ”

Xue Yidao: "There is no need to invite, I will spread the news, and Liu Sheng Yijian will naturally come!" ”

With Liu Sheng's sword-loving and martial arts idiotic character, Xue Yiren challenged him, and of course he would gladly accept it.

……

The twilight is vast, and the remnant sun is like blood

Xue Yiren is as white as snow, independent in the cold wind.

He likes to wear white, he was dressed in white when he debuted, and he still wears white.

Perhaps the master swordsman is always like this, either the white clothes are better than the snow, or the deep darkness like death.

Ximen Blowing Snow is also a white-clothed swordsman, and he will inevitably see blood after the sword, but he is different from Xue Yiren, Ximen Blowing Snow kills people, and he will bloom with terrible blood flowers.

Then he turned his sword sideways and blew lightly on the blade, and the blood stained with the blade fell to the ground.

White clothes are better than snow, spotlessly clean.

Xue Yiren would splash blood on his body, winding there like a red poisonous snake.

For every man he killed, he left behind a set of bloody clothes.

The bloody clothes were stored in tin boxes, which had filled the house in the more than thirty years since his debut.

Some of these people are right, some are evil, some should have died a long time ago, and some may not have died, but they are all dead and have become the souls of Xue Yiren's sword.

The rivers and lakes are stormy, and this is what it is.

If one day, Xue Yiren was dyed red and white by his own blood, he would not have any complaints.

Li Jinyu carried a food box, looked at Xue Yiren in the cold wind, and said loudly: "Liu Sheng Yijian may be late, you should eat something now." ”

Xue Yidao: "What to eat?" ”

Li Jinyu said with a smile: "Ulva cabbage, sea bass!" ”

Xue Yiren showed a rare smile: "I didn't expect that at this time, Zuo Qinghou would actually make a sea bass for me, this is really my luck." ”

Zuo Qinghou's craftsmanship in making sea bass is the best in the world, and Xue Yiren is not good at appetite, but he also wants to taste it.

It's just that the two have been enemies for 30 years, and although the place where they live is close at hand, they can't eat it.

Xue Yidao: "Lord Wang, I have been enemies of Zuo Qinghou for thirty years, and his martial arts are not as good as mine, but I have never killed him, do you know why?" ”

Li Jinyu said: "Because you deserve it." ”

"Well deserved?"

"You are too cold, so you don't have any friends, your martial arts are too high, and your enemies have been killed by you, which makes you have neither friends nor enemies, isn't this the greatest sorrow?"

"The prince is wise, please answer another question for me, even if Zuo Qinghou thinks that I will die under Liu Sheng's sword, he should not make perch for me."

Li Jinyu said with a smile: "No way, who let Zuo Qinghou's baby daughter marry into your Xue family." ”

Xue Yiren's Gujing Wubo's face finally showed a little shock, with Zuo Qinghou's degree of treasure to Zuo Mingzhu, how could Zuo Mingzhu marry into the Xue family?

Li Jinyu said: "I just said, you are too boring, don't you know that your original daughter-in-law borrowed the corpse to return her soul?" ”

"Resurrection of a corpse?"

"Shi Yin died of illness some time ago, and it happened that Zuo Mingzhu also died of illness, somehow, Shi Yin borrowed Zuo Mingzhu's body to return to Yang, do you think this is a coincidence?"

Xue Yi said: "It's more clever than opera." ”

Li Jinyu said: "In order to prevent his daughter from being bullied in her husband's house, Zuo Qinghou can only please your in-laws in advance, and I hope you don't have a small belly." ”

Xue Yiren snorted coldly: "This old guy, if I had a small belly, would he be able to live until now?" ”

Speaking of this, Xue Yiren said with a smile: "It is said that Zuo Qinghou has three treasures in his life, one is to make friends, the second is to be my enemy, and the third is this precious daughter, and now I have lost both to me, I am a big victory." ”

"After hearing this great thing, will you become slower because of this sword, do you want to postpone it for two days?"

"No, after hearing this, my heart will no longer have any worries, and my sword will become faster."

(End of chapter)