Why?

The pinnacle is just around the corner.

"Li Dusk!"

Xie Longteng spoke for the last time.

This is a declaration of war, and it is also a telling Li Ducian that there is no need to keep his hands, no need to keep his hands.

To win, he wants to win the joy and win without regrets.

Lose, do your best, and have no regrets even if you lose.

A flash of amazement flashed in Xie Longteng's eyes, and then he became firm, resolute, and left no way out.

Along the way, he has met too many amazing and brilliant people.

Gongzi Yu, Zhu Si, Qiu Xiaolou, Ye Kai, Shangguan Xiaoxian......

Those people under the mountain can still endure and hibernate, waiting for Li Ducian to grow old, retire, or die.

He disdains to be like those people under the mountain, who only dare to retreat and endure in the face of Li Duciao's high mountain, and dare not take away its edge.

So, the only thing he could do now was draw his sword.

But Xie Longteng didn't want to wait.

"In this life, I can't choose to live with dignity, I would rather die with pride."

The wind stops, the wind is silent.

In an instant, it was as if the universe was upside down, and the sun and moon hung upside down.

Although the wind is gone, the snow on the ground is flying up on the petals, and it is turning upwards against the current.

Because Xie Xiaofeng is destined to reach the top, if he wants to surpass his brother, he can only be the first.

For him, dignity is to prove himself.

He has been sharpening this sword for ten years, and he has hidden it for a long time, and if he retreats here, he may not have the day to draw it for the rest of his life.

This person is too strong.

And the only way to prove yourself is to reach the top and stand at the top.

He would rather die than flinch like those down the mountain.

Pity...... There is still a Li Dusk cicada in the world.

As for the second in the world, or even the third and fourth, he doesn't care about it.

Almost all of them have no way to reach the top, and they are invincible.

These people, each of them have a time to shine, whether they win or lose, or they are heroes and heroes, or they are immortal heroes, they are all big people who call for wind and rain, and they are famous all over the world.

Those people are just alive, and he ...... I want to really exist.

If a person, a swordsman, doesn't even dare to draw a sword, then he is still a swordsman. I don't even have the spirit to reach the top, let alone reach the top.

And now, he also wants to shine.

Between heaven and earth, a strange scene emerges.

Xie Longteng stomped on one foot, and the man carried a long sword, and instantly escaped into the flying snow.

Everyone at the foot of the mountain looked away, and they saw that there seemed to be a snow-rushing waterfall hanging on the top of the peak, and it was like rushing up a snow-colored long river, going straight to more than ten zhang, shocking the earth, and the wind and clouds changed.

Killing machine, unparalleled killing machine fills every inch of space.

In a trance, everyone only seemed to feel a sense of dissipation, just like when the cold autumn came, the grass and trees withered, the vitality disappeared, and the snow in the eyes vaguely turned into pieces of fly ash, full of the breath of death.

This sword, to the extreme, should be the ultimate in the world.

The viewer is already like this, how does Li Ducian feel when he bears the brunt of it?

Before the sword fell, and the sword intent was diffused, Li Ducian looked at the increasingly crippled world, and almost had the illusion that his vitality had been stripped away.

Li Ducian squinted his eyes and raised his head, the green silk was frantic, and what he saw in his eyes was no longer Xie Longteng's existence, only the mighty torrent like a trapped dragon flying into the sky, and the overwhelming sword qi.

This style of swordsmanship is as if it does not belong to the world, and now through the hands of Xie Longteng, he is fighting with him.

The torrent rises and ends.

And that killing power and sword qi have also climbed to the extreme, condensed to an unprecedented situation.

Then, this mighty torrent of hundreds of millions of petals of flying snow swirled in the air like a green dragon raising its head, swooping down.

The killing machine is coming!

Li Duciao's pupils dilated, and he was suddenly shocked to realize that there was an invisible qi in all directions that restrained him like a tide, trapping him, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and his movements were restricted.

With this sword, there is no way back.

The strong wind fell from the sky, rushing towards his face, and Li Duciao's eyes had narrowed into two slits.

Seeing this sword, Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan also changed their faces, retreated, retreated, almost retreated from the peak, stood on the edge, and looked at the torrent with shocked eyes.

It was no longer a torrent, but a sword made by gathering the power of heaven and earth.

Li Ducian took a deep breath after a long absence, and the calm expression on his face was gradually replaced by a touch of amazement.

"Okay, Xie Longteng...... From now on, even if I go for another hundred years, I will never forget this name, and this river and lake will never forget you. ”

The majestic voice echoed throughout the green water lake.

He stabbed in front of him, his long hair was flying and dancing wildly, and his eyes were shining, and he actually burst out of his eyes.

"As a sign of respect for you, today I will take your sword with what I have created."

Li Ducian held the handle with one hand and pressed the blade lightly with the other, and the long knife in his hand suddenly drifted away with the wind like petals flying flowers.

Although the knife is missing, the meaning is shocking.

At the top of Cuiyun Peak, I saw that there were wisps of slashing marks on the mountain rocks that were born out of thin air, criss-crossed, followed by countless gravels floating in the air for no reason, a few feet above the ground.

Qi is invisible, but in the wind and snow, the outline is outlined, just like thousands of streamers, with Li Ducicada as the center, scattered in all directions, all over the sky.

Li Ducian held the handle of the knife, and the blade was missing, but the edge was already achieved.

Under the unparalleled sword momentum, the qi of the eight directions converged to the momentum, from the invisible to the tangible.

Li Dui, who had been standing still, rose in the air at this time, and in a trance, above the top of the pole, there was a sword shadow rising to the sky, and the blade was directing, pointing straight to the sky, meeting the mighty torrent.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were silent, the wind and snow were silent, and everyone's eyes widened, staring at it without blinking.

Time suddenly became long, half an instant, but it was like going through the cold and summer of spring and autumn, and it was difficult to see the end.

There is no end to time, but there is an end to life and death.

The sword intent was shocking, and the sword qi swept thousands of mountains.

On the peak, the frost and snow fell, and the torrent and the shadow of the sword were gone.

There is no earth-shattering scene, just two opposites, one win and one loss.

Xie Longteng didn't seem to have left, he just looked at Li Ducian quietly, and said softly: "You martial arts...... What is it called? ”

There was a touch of blood on Li Ducia's jade-like cheeks, he raised his finger to wipe it, and the blood stains disappeared in a blink of an eye, and then rubbed his fingers and said gently: "The Liuhe of the sea is what I realized overseas." ”

This is what he has learned all his life, based on the Wuxiang Divine Skill, Huiming Jade Skill, Sizhao Divine Skill, Wedding Dress Divine Skill, Divine Water Skill, and Heavenly Buddha Scroll, plus he has been discussing the Tao with the famous man Shen Lang and others for many years, and has achieved an immortal miracle.

Xie Longteng nodded thoughtfully, then put his sword into the sheath and sat cross-legged in the snow.

In the end, Xie Longteng still glanced at Xie Xiaofeng and at this brother who had been jealous and resentful all his life. Just looking at the man's white hair, he felt a trace of pity in his heart for no reason.

It turned out that this person was even more pitiful than himself.

"Thank you, Wang Sun...... Alas! ”

Xie Longteng sighed faintly, then looked up at the sky, slowly closed his eyes, and did not want to hang his head until he died.

Laugh at......

The moment the breath dissipated, the man's back clothes suddenly cracked, and a hot blood splashed into the sky, staining the snow behind him.

A knife through the heart.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes became redder, and his white hair seemed to be whiter.

Li Ducian's eyes couldn't help but flash with regret, in the end, this person still died for his brother.

Because, Xie Longteng died for Xie Xiaofeng.

Yan Shisan also fell silent.

Xie Xiaofeng muttered, "Why? ”

The man didn't seem to be able to shed tears anymore, just stared blankly.

Xie Xiaofeng really couldn't understand that the person who hated him to death in the past would actually do this now.

Li Ducian held the handle of the knife in his hand, and his palm stroked the empty blade, but when he saw the remnant of the knife reappear, countless fragments flew in the air from all directions, and even fragments flew out of Xie Longteng's body, and in the blink of an eye, the long knife was intact again.

"Because he wants you to get rid of the shackles of the Xie family." Looking at Xie Longteng's corpse, Li Ducian's eyes were complicated, and his words were full of emotion, "The fifteen-style sword moves of the life-killing sword technique Xie Longteng have all been passed on to you, and in the end, I will not hesitate to fight with my life, and I want to test my strength." ”

Li Ducian was actually a little unclear at first, but it wasn't until he saw Xie Longteng's last glance that he came to his senses.

Maybe what this person hates has never been Xie Xiaofeng, but hates the Xie family, hates those rules, hates Xie Wangsun, hates those clansmen, and hates Xie Xiaofeng, who never knows how to resist and is at the mercy of others.

But now that Xie Wangsun is dead, or in the hands of Xie Xiaofeng, this second young master of the Xie family must have already come to his senses.

If you have to say when it started, it is probably the moment when this person learned that Xie Wangsun was dead.

This sword, Xie Longteng is not only for himself, but also for Xie Xiaofeng.

Even if you know that you will lose, you must show your sword.

Li Ducian said slowly: "He lost, but he wants you to win." ”

Xie Xiaofeng stood on the spot, but his eyelids were trembling, his pupils shrank sharply, and he was as bright as a flame.

Li Ducian asked lightly, "Now, are you sure that you will win the battle?"

Yan Shisan's eyes flashed, he took a step forward, and said softly: "I want to fight." ”

And what about Xie Xiaofeng?

He looked at the Xie Divine Sword in his hand and suddenly made a very surprising move.

"Bang!"

This divine sword, which represented the reputation and prestige of the Xie family, was actually broken by Xie Xiaofeng on the spot.

The broken sword roared sadly, but an incomparable and indescribable sword intent was pulled up from the ground and rushed straight to Xiaohan.

(End of chapter)