"Phew~"

Yuhuatian tugged at the reins, stopped the horses, raised his hand slightly, and stopped the procession.

"Overseer!"

Ma Jinliang and the others stepped forward instantly, their expressions were cold, and their eyes showed murderous intent.

Ma Jinliang said coldly: "Be careful, this person has a murderous aura, and the one who should come is not good, let his subordinates solve it!" ”

The Xichang Fanzi and Jinyiwei in the rear are not top players, but they also found that something was wrong, and they gathered forward to protect Yuhuatian in the middle.

Even Lu Xiaofeng's faces showed a hint of solemnity, and Fu Hongxue's hand subconsciously stroked the handle of the knife, which was a sign of danger.

"What a strong sword intent!"

Hua Manlou frowned and said: "With such a terrifying sword intent, this person should be famous in the rivers and lakes, but among the famous swordsmen, there doesn't seem to be such a person, this person's sword intent is very strange and full of murderous aura." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's folding fan in his hand swayed slightly, squinted and pondered for a moment, and said: "Judging from the line, this person should not belong to any sect, he looks more like a lone assassin, coupled with such a strong sword intent and murderous aura, I think of a person ......"

Hua Manlou glanced at him: "Sell less Guanzi, say." ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth, and he said, "This person should be a famous killer in the northwest region, Yan Thirteen." This person practiced the family heirloom swordsmanship 'Thirteen Swords', this Thirteen Swords can be regarded as a first-class swordsmanship, but unfortunately there are no famous swordsmen on the ancestors of the Yan family, only in the generation of Yan Thirteen, the talent is outstanding, at the age of seventeen, he has cultivated the Thirteen Swords of Death to Dacheng, and in the area of Huashan in the northwest, he has made a lot of prestige, and is known as the 'Fatal Swordsman'. He should be almost thirty years old this year, and his sword intent has become stronger. ”

"Yan Thirteen?"

Hearing this, everyone frowned lightly and talked a lot, obviously never hearing of this name.

Only Yuhuatian glanced at Lu Xiaofeng in some surprise, and said: "It's worthy of Lu Xiaofeng, really well-informed, is there anyone in this world you don't know?" ”

Lu Xiaofeng smiled humbly, but his tone was very firm and proud: "My father-in-law praised it falsely, mainly when he was idle, he liked to run blindly, so he had seen martial arts heroes in many places, and other dynasties did not dare to say it, but in this Ming Dynasty, there may really be no one who I Lu Xiaofeng doesn't know!" ”

"Huh."

Yu Huatian smiled lightly, did not refute, turned around, and rode forward to meet him.

"Overseer?"

Ma Jinliang and the others hurriedly spoke, not because they were worried about Yuhuatian, but because they were subordinates, if everything needed Yuhuatian to do it himself, it would seem that they were very useless.

"It's okay, you wait here, you don't have to come along."

Yu Huatian waved his hand, his eyes still staring ahead.

He could feel that Yan Shisan was here for himself.

It just so happened that he also wanted to try it, how different was his 'Thirteen Swords of Death' from Yan Thirteen!

With that, Yuhuatian rode his horse and walked forward slowly.

The sun is like fire, the desert does not know when there is a gust of autumn wind, a few horses' hooves in the distance sounded, and a few people from the rivers and lakes came to join in the fun, after discovering the situation here, they all stopped and watched.

Someone glanced back, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly:

"Isn't that Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction? He's here too? ”

"It's him! There is also that beautiful woman, it should be his wife, Ning Zhongze, in the Xiyue area, known as the jade girl of Huashan, unparalleled and unmatched, Ning's sword, let countless romantic heroes fall for it, this Yue Buqun married her, I don't know how many people envy! ”

"Uh...... Is that the point? The point is, what did he want to do? The Huashan faction has always disliked joining in the fun, but at this moment, Yue Buqun brought people here, could he still have ideas about this treasure? ”

"That's right."

The crowd whispered, but their eyes were still fixed on the two figures in the desert in front of them.

When Ma Jinliang and the others heard the voice, they also glanced back, and their brows frowned slightly.

Ji Xueyong's eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "It is said that when the overseer came to Longmen Pass in disguise as a swordsman from the rivers and lakes, he killed two people on the side of Qingshan Town, one of them was Ling Hu Chong, the eldest disciple of this Yue Buqun, he came here at this moment, could it be ......?"

A cold light flashed in Ma Jinliang's eyes, and he said coldly: "Don't worry about him for the time being, no matter where he comes, if he dares to make any small moves in the back, he will definitely let him Huashan faction go up and down, and the chickens and dogs will not stay!" ”

Ma Jinliang did not hide his voice, and even deliberately said it louder to ensure that the people watching the lively rivers and lakes behind could hear it.

When they heard these domineering words, the faces of many people in the rivers and lakes changed slightly, but with the strength of the imperial court, they were really qualified to say such things, but this statement was not aimed at them, so everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked at Yue Buqun, who had just arrived, ready to see how he would react.

Although this statement did not name names, everyone could see that it was talking about Yue Buqun.

Facing everyone's eyes, even Ning Zhongze's face was a little unpleasant at this time, but on the other hand, Yue Buqun was still as plain as water, and even greeted a few people he knew humbly and politely, as if he hadn't heard what Ma Jinliang said.

The crowd who originally thought that there would be another lively watch saw this, and they were all a little disappointed, and at the same time they had some admiration in their hearts.

is worthy of Yue Buqun, who is known as the 'Gentleman's Sword', this forbearance and cultivation are really extraordinary!

But what no one noticed was that at this moment, although Yue Buqun looked like a humble gentleman on the surface, under the wide sleeved robe, a pair of white palms had been clenched into fists, and a trace of humiliation and resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes, and a murderous aura flowed around him.

Ning Zhong seemed to sense something, and held his left arm with some concern.

Yue Buqun took a deep breath, slowly released his fist, patted Ning Zhongze's jade hand with a smile, and said in a low voice, "It's okay." ”

After speaking, he continued to raise his head, like many people in the rivers and lakes, looking at the battlefield in the distance, and the chill in the depths of his eyes never disappeared.

…

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yuhuatian slowly came to a hundred meters away from the black-clothed swordsman and slowly stopped.

It's not that Yuhuatian doesn't dare to move forward, but the horses under the seat seem to sense the crisis, and when they get here, no matter how Yuhuatian drives, they don't want to go any further.

Yuhuatian was helpless, so he could only pat the horse's head, and scolded with some hatred: "It's useless." ”

However, with his identity, he was not too bad to get along with a horse, so he got up from the horse's back at the moment, landed in the middle of the road, looked up at the black-clothed swordsman opposite, and his eyes narrowed slightly:

"This seat knows your identity, Yan Thirteen."

"It's just that I don't understand a little bit, with your character, you shouldn't be able to do such a stupid thing, you should know what the consequences of failure are when you block your way."

Under the sun, Yan Shisan raised his head slightly when he heard the sound, revealing a face full of loneliness.

Yes, the word loneliness was used for the first time to describe a person's appearance, but it was not obtrusive in the slightest.

As a prodigal son, or a killer, it can't be described as lonely no matter what, but at this moment, Yu Huatian saw only this emotion on Yan Shisan's face.

And Yan Shisan's blackness, as well as the black-sheathed long sword in his hand, symbolized sadness, ominousness, and death!

This person seems to have been born so contradictory.

"I know, the imperial court Xichang factory, Yuhuatian."

Yan Shisan spoke, his voice low but not hoarse, giving people a feeling of being in his ears.

Yu Huatian frowned slightly: "Since you know the identity of this seat, why do you want to come to die?" ”

"Someone paid me to kill you, but that's not the main reason I came to you."

Yan Shisan said, slowly raised the black sheath long sword in his hand, and then slowly pulled it out.

The sword was a little longer than a normal sword, about three feet seven, and the whole was blue-black, even the hilt was black, and he seemed to love this color.

Yan Shisan looked at the sword in his hand and said in a low voice: "I am alive, there is no difference between being dead and dead, but I still have a wish before I die, I want to find someone, kill him, and prove myself, Yan Shisan is Yan Shisan, not anyone's shadow." ”

Yu Huatian vaguely understood what he meant, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "In this case, if you don't go to him, why do you come to this seat?" ”

A trace of regret and indifference appeared in Yan Shisan's eyes, and he said as if sighing:

"Because I know that with my strength, I am not his opponent yet, and I don't want to die at his hands at this time. For him, at this time, I was only one of his many challengers, and even if I died under his sword, no one would remember me, which would make me die blindly. ”

"It just so happened that someone asked me to kill you at this time, and I came."

"As a father-in-law, even if you die in your hands, the world will remember the name Yan Shisan, not some deadly swordsman, or someone's shadow."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Huatian's gaze instantly turned cold:

"You don't want to die at his hands, so use this seat as a stepping stone to your fame? Have you ever thought that when you die, this seat will list you as a thief in the court, a heinous person, and your reputation may be worse than your life! ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's not seen as his shadow."

Yan Shisan shook his head slightly, then raised the long sword in his hand, saluted, and said: "My sword has been hidden in the box for almost twenty years, and none of the enemies I have encountered before are qualified to be my opponents, but I am not sure to challenge him, so I have been trying to find someone to weigh me." My father-in-law is in a high position, and in a battle the night before yesterday, he laid out to besiege and kill thousands of martial arts masters in one fell swoop, and he is famous all over the world, I wonder if my father-in-law can give me a lesson? ”

Seeing this, Yuhuatian was speechless at the moment, and the sword leaning against the sky on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, like a clear water dragon, and the silver light was dazzling.

At the same time, an extremely strong sword intent slowly rose from him.

"Good sword!"

Looking at the sword in Yu Huatian's hand, Yan Shisan couldn't help but praise and said:

"It is said that in the rainy night of the day before yesterday, the exterminator of the Emei faction also died in the hands of his father-in-law, this sword should be the Emei faction's Heavenly Sword, right?"

Yu Huatian said indifferently: "Do you think this seat is a sword advantage? This seat can be exchanged for a sword. ”

"Not necessarily!"

Yan Shisan shook his head: "It is not an honor to be able to die under the Heavenly Sword. It's just that why is my father-in-law's kendo somewhat familiar? ”

Yan Shisan felt the sword intent rising from Yu Huatian's body, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Because, this seat is the same as the swordsmanship you practice, it is the Yan family's 'Thirteen Swords'."

After Yuhuatian finished speaking, without waiting for Yan Shisan to react, his figure flashed, and the cold light of the Heavenly Sword suddenly appeared, and before anyone arrived, the sword qi had already come to Yan Shisan.

This sword is the first sword of the thirteen deadly swords - the sword is out of the throat!

Yan Shisan thought that Yu Huatian was joking, but when he saw this, his pupils shrank, and a trace of shock and incomprehension appeared in his eyes, but at this time, he was not allowed to think about how Yu Huatian would make his Yan family's life-threatening thirteen swords, and subconsciously drew his sword and slashed it.

The second type - Qingfeng cutting noodles!

The core of the Thirteen Swords of Death is like this, the Thirteen Swords, every move, only attack, no defense.

Moreover, because he had never met the habits developed by his opponent for a long time, Yan Shisan was also very confident in himself, and in his world, he also only had to attack.

Only this time he suddenly ignored that he had met a different opponent......

"Ding—"

A crisp sound of sword clashing, and the two killing sword qi broke through the wind and spread, obviously there was no power leaking, but it made thousands of people in the rear feel a bitter coolness, as if this blazing desert had entered winter at this moment.

At the same time, the two soldiers intersected, Yan Shisan instantly sensed that something was wrong, and just wanted to retract his strength and retreat, a fierce and incomparable sword intent surged at a faster speed, Yan Shisan's hair stood on end, and then he felt his chest sink, and the whole person instantly retreated, stepping out a row of deep footprints on the thick road.

As soon as the sword came out, Yuhuatian also probably figured out Yan Shisan's strength, he didn't continue to draw the sword, but just stood in place, looking at Yan Shisan, who was shocked and puzzled on the other side.

"You...... Why do you know my Yan family's swordsmanship? ”

After Yan Shisan was shocked, he looked at Yuhuatian and couldn't help but ask.

He could perceive that Yu Huatian had some other things mixed with his sword intent, and his sword moves were almost exactly the same as him, and the proficiency of the Thirteen Swords was not weaker than him at all!

Yu Huatian said lightly: "As the governor of Xichang, the three-grade important minister of the imperial court, supervising the world, it is not difficult to learn some martial arts." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Shisan's eyes, he had never heard of the 'Thirteen Swords of Death' circulating in the rivers and lakes, and he didn't know whether what Yu Huatian said was true or not.

But no matter what, Yuhuatian will also kill the thirteen swords, he can already confirm this matter, and there is no need to dwell on the origin.

On the contrary, he was more familiar with the Thirteen Swords of Death than anyone else, and he didn't believe that in his family martial arts, he would lose to Yuhuatian!

Yan Shisan took a deep breath and said, "I can feel that in my father-in-law's sword intent, there are other swordsmanship, and my father-in-law can use other sword moves to fight me, I don't want to take advantage of my father-in-law." ”

Yu Huatian shook his head slightly: "No need, I just want to see how your Thirteen Deadly Swords are different from this seat." By the way, you should have comprehended the fourteenth sword, you can use it and let this seat see it. ”

As soon as these words came out, Yan Shisan couldn't help but be stunned, and then his eyes widened, staring at Yuhuatian: "My father-in-law also thinks that behind the thirteen swords, there is also the fourteenth sword?!" ”

Yu Huatian was also stunned, he originally thought that since Yan Shisan had already decided to duel with Xie Xiaofeng at this moment, then even if he didn't comprehend the fourteenth sword, he should have started to think about it, but he didn't expect that he was not even sure whether the fourteenth sword existed.

Coming back to his senses, Yu Huatian smiled lightly and said, "There is not only the fourteenth sword, but also the fifteenth sword. ”

"The Fifteenth Sword ......"

Yan Shisan muttered in a low voice, his eyes flashing with fiery brilliance, and then looked at Yu Huatian: "Father-in-law has already comprehended the fourteenth sword and the fifteenth sword?!" ”

"Nope."

Yu Huatian shook his head: "I only learned all thirteen swords, the fourteenth swords, but I just have a preliminary idea, and I am preparing to try it with you." ”

Yan Shisan's eyes were fiery, he nodded deeply, and said, "Okay, if my father-in-law can really comprehend the fourteenth sword, then it is also an honor to die under the fourteenth sword." ”

"Father-in-law, please!"

When the words fell, the momentum on Yan Shisan's body suddenly changed, his thin and tall figure was like a sharp blade, his index finger clasped his sword, and his sharp eyes were staring at Yuhuatian, during which he was hot, expectant, and apprehensive.

Chaowen said, you can die at night!

Yu Huatian also slowly clenched the Heavenly Sword in his hand, his movements seemed to be unhurried, but in fact he was clean and flawless, and the cold and piercing killing intent, accompanied by the sharp sword intent, burst out from him.

At this moment, the sword momentum of both sides has climbed to the peak!

Countless pairs of eyes in the rear were staring at the battle that was about to break out.

"I'm afraid this is a pinnacle kendo battle second only to the top ten swordsmen!"

Lu Xiaofeng's expression was solemn and he said loudly.

Fu Hongxue clenched the hilt of the knife in his hand, and the sword intent on these two people at this moment made him feel threatened.

The rest of the people also had solemn expressions, staring closely at the field, and no one opened their mouths to break the calm atmosphere.

"Whirring ......"

The wind is getting louder and louder, and the sky is changing, and it looks like the sky is about to change.

"Chok—"

Finally, Yan Thirteen took out his sword.

He knew that in the case of the two practicing the same swordsmanship, whoever came out first would be the first to show the flaws, so that the opponent could find the most suitable way to break the move, so the two of them had been gathering momentum to find each other's flaws, and they had not made a move for a long time.

But he couldn't wait!

He wanted to see if Yu Huatian could win the fourteenth sword from this battle, and he really wanted to see how terrifying the legendary fourteenth sword would be!

In an instant, the body walked with the sword, and the sword walked with the qi.

Between the three feet of Qingfeng, it was like a dragon's breath, and even the thick road below appeared a straight and thin line that spread forward.

Thirteen Swords Eighth Form - Streamer Turns!

Yuhuatian was still three feet away, and he felt that the sharp edge pierced his eyes, and the sword qi came from the surface, which was piercing and cold, but his expression was still calm, and he only raised his hand slightly, and the second sword 'Returning to the Wind and Winning the Moon' had already been unleashed.

The sharp sword intent carried the yellow sand in the sky, turned around and stabbed straight, and landed between Yan Shisan's sword qi.

With a point to break the surface, the sword qi broke out in an instant.

But at the same time, Yan Shisan's body twisted, and he actually changed his sword technique at the moment when the sword qi was completely shattered.

The hilt of the sword flicked lightly on the wrist, and the sword qi as sharp as a poisonous snake reappeared, instantly breaking Yu Huatian's sword intent and stabbing straight to the throat.

The fourth style - flick the sword with a wrist!

The first type - the sword out of the throat!

Between the 'Streamer Fleeting', Yan Shisan actually changed two swords in an instant, that is to say, the 'Streamer Fleeting' was just a cover-up, and his real killer move was the two swords hidden behind the 'Streamer Fleeting'!

Yu Huatian's eyes showed a hint of amazement, he was worthy of being the first swordsman in the Yan family to cultivate the Thirteen Swords of Death to the peak, this kendo attainment was really extraordinary!

However, after being systematically instilled, the Thirteen Swords of Death have also been cultivated to the consummation realm, and with the induction power of the grandmaster level, his reaction is also not slow.

Just as Yan Shisan's sword was about to pierce his throat, Yu Huatian withdrew and stabbed straight again!

The Seventh Sword - Regression and Return to Yan!

"Boom-"

The tips of the two swords struck each other with precision, but instead of the sound of swords clashing, there was a roaring earthquake like thunder on dry land.

The two powerful sword qi collided, and the surrounding air was visibly distorted, and the sky was full of dust, enveloping the figures of the two of them.

In the next second, before the onlookers could react, the sound of "clanging bell-" sounded in the dust and mist.

The two figures fluttered like dragons, constantly moving in the dust and mist, and each sword attack inevitably brought a burst of dust, like a tornado sweeping in the middle of the road, and those two figures were fighting wildly in the center of the tornado.

In just a few sword fights, at this time, both of them have already figured out each other's swordsmanship attainments, so it is a simple move and a broken move, and the competition is who has stronger toughness, and whoever is the first to show flaws will die!

This is not an exaggeration, the battle between swordsmen, often a miss, is the moment of life and death.

Although Yu Huatian had a little appreciation for Yan Shisan at this moment, he didn't really want to kill him; And when Yan Shisan knew that Yu Huatian was about to comprehend the fourteenth sword, he had already forgotten the task of this trip, and he had no killing intent towards Yu Huatian.

However, due to the terrifying aggressiveness of the Thirteen Swords, life and death are no longer up to them, and they can only settle their own destiny!

The crowd watching the battle in the rear, even if they couldn't see the figures of the two people clearly, could feel the terrifying crisis contained in it from the impenetrable sound of swords, and they all looked nervous, wondering who would be better in this duel.

"Whew-"

The wind became more and more poignant, howling non-stop, and gradually bringing up the yellow sand in the sky.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the battle between the two at this moment, and at first they thought it was caused by the aftermath of the sword qi brought by the two fighting, but the yellow sand became denser and denser, and gradually someone noticed that something was wrong.

"Not good!"

Someone looked back and was immediately shocked.

I saw the sky in the distance, I don't know when it became gloomy, and a terrifying tornado as high as 100 zhang and more than 10 zhang wide was brewing in it and sweeping in all directions.

The dense flying sand was rolled up, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end was coming!

"It's the black sandstorm of the desert!"

Lu Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, and he shouted: "It's blowing over, I can't stay here, let's go!" ”

Before the words fell, he had already performed the light skill 'Phoenix Dance Nine Days', grabbed one in one hand, and quickly retreated back with Hua Manlou and Fu Hongxue.

"I'll go myself, let go!"

Fu Hongxue felt a little ashamed that he was holding his position, and pushed him away quite angrily, but she didn't stay any longer, and chased in the direction of Lu Xiaofeng.

Although he is arrogant, he is not a fool.

From the tornado, he felt an extremely terrifying sense of crisis, which was stronger than the crisis brought to him by the two people in the duel in the field.

This power of nature is beyond the reach of man!

"Big stall, what are we going to do?"

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng and the others withdrawing, Xichang and Jinyiwei were also uneasy, and they all turned their eyes to Ma Jinliang.

Ma Jinliang frowned, looking at the approaching tornado in the distance, and his heart was also a little nervous.

After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's also retreat, and come back when the storm is over!" ”

"But the Overseer?"

Ji Xueyong looked at the dust and mist in front of him, and at this moment, the battle between the two of them had entered a white heat, and he didn't seem to be aware of the danger at all, and he was still fighting to the death frantically.

Ma Jinliang waved his hand and said, "You take people to go first, and this seat stays and waits for the overseer!" ”

Ji Xueyong's face was ugly, but if he didn't leave at this moment, he was afraid that these thousands of people would have to be explained here, but the master's martial arts had been perfected, and he might be able to withdraw safely.

Thinking of this, Ji Xueyong gritted his teeth and shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

After saying that, he immediately led people to quickly retreat in the opposite direction of the tornado, only Ma Jinliang and Ding Xiu stood in place and did not move.

Ma Jinliang looked at Ding Xiu, frowned, and said, "You're not leaving?" ”

Ding Xiu carried the Miao knife, ignoring the apocalyptic scene roaring in the distance, his eyes were still staring at the battlefield in the dust and fog in front of him, and he said lazily when he heard the words: "Don't worry, the little black sandstorm will kill me." ”

When Ma Jinliang heard this, he glanced at him deeply, and there was a hint of recognition in his eyes, and he didn't say anything more.

As Xichang and Jinyiwei retreated, many martial arts people in the rear did not dare to stay longer, and began to flee one after another.

But that's not the case for everyone.

When someone saw this terrifying scene, instead of being afraid, they instantly remembered the sentence about the treasure of the Great White Kingdom, and a hot and crazy look appeared in their eyes at the moment, and they actually took the initiative to run in the direction of the storm.

"Come to Jia Flying Dragon, Sand Sea Offering God Gate!"

"The prophecy has come true, and the treasure is about to be born!"

"Hahaha!"

"The treasure is all mine, it's all mine!"

…

Ma Jinliang and Ding Xiu looked at the group of crazy martial arts people, and there was a hint of sarcasm in their eyes.

Ma Jinliang sneered: "People die for money, birds die for food, there is no shortage of such fools in this world." ”

"It's better to have more such fools, so that the rivers and lakes may be calmer and fewer innocent people will die." Ding Xiu's face didn't matter, his eyes were still staring at the dust and mist not far away.

Seeing this, Ma Jinliang also turned his head to look, and worry flashed in his eyes from time to time.

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