"This rivers and lakes, murderers, people always kill them, avengers and murderers, but they are all standing at both ends of the stage, I can't help myself, pay attention, Ye Luo knows the autumn, and this tragedy will be broken."

Facing the lamentation of the sword monk Mo Chan, Xue Yiren responded coldly, the sword swirled in his palm, one move and one style, and there was no longer the previous retreat, and some were just more and more urgent and fierce killing moves.

"Drink ~~~~"

With a long drink, the eyebrows were calm, and the murderous spirit was born, and in an instant, Haoyuan mentioned that the sword trick was the same luck, the people's heart, the sword heart, and the ultimate in the world's first sword, which was the invincible decisive move.

"Zen is silent!"

In front of the extreme move, the sword monk silently meditated on the danger and did not mess up, without saying a word, the sword rose from the grasshopper, and when he landed, the sword body vomited and groaned, and the slightest snow was full of snow, and everything in front of him faded into a sword and snow.

"Kill!"

Accept the qi in the sword, contain the way in the killing, Mo Chan Da Wet a sword across the sky, this sword, he vowed to defeat the opponent, break the old feud, however, what he didn't expect was that he thought he was pushing the limit of the sword, in an instant, under the opponent's sword momentum shattered, and then ushered in an unprecedented fiasco.

"Poof!"

There was a soft sound, it was the sound of a sharp sword piercing into the body, a touch of blood red, accompanied by the maple leaves dripping, in the sound of the broken hong, the faint revealed, and the world was clear again.

"Victory or defeat, I have no resentment in death, just do it."

Looking down at the long sword that pierced into his chest, but in the mouth of the sword monk Mo Zen, the voice was unprecedentedly calm, it turned out that it was such a feeling that he was on the verge of death.

"Either you die, or I die, back then, you and I really couldn't help ourselves, but the sinking of self is your real failure, killing me no longer has any meaning."

At this moment, as long as Xue Yiren used a little more force, the sword monk Medzen would not be able to escape defeat, but at the moment he moved, not forward, but backward, with a splash of blood, he pulled back the long sword from the sword monk Medchan's body, and threw it casually, the long sword was in the air, and fell back into the scabbard in the hand of the sword boy.

"What do you mean?"

At the moment of defeat, the sword monk Mo Zen was already ready to die, but he never thought that Xue Yiren would let him go so easily after defeating him.

"I don't want to say more about the things of the year, the merits of the matter, when we get to the Huangquan Road, it's not too late for us to say goodbye, if you want to hate me, I can only take it silently, it's just that I can't die under your sword, and I can't let you die under my sword."

Xue Yiren sighed with a hint of emotion: "What's more, judging from the flow of your qi, you don't have much time left, and killing you like this will not do me the slightest." ”

"Humph!"

Hearing this, what responded to him was a cold snort from the mouth of the sword monk Mo Chan, and his tightly clenched hands already showed that his heart was by no means calm at the moment.

Defeated, defeated!

He was defeated after all!

No matter what kind of helplessness he hides in today's defeat, but defeat is defeat, it is an irrefutable fact that no one can refute, and it is also a fact that he has to accept, in the end, he still gritted his teeth and said: "I once said that you and I have grievances, no matter whether you win or lose, they are all in this battle, so from this moment on, between you and me, the grievances are over." ”

"Alas"

Seeing that the old grudge that had been entangled for a long time was ended in such a situation, Xue Yiren, who should have felt relaxed, couldn't help but sigh in his mouth at this moment.

He looked at the dejected Mo Zen Da Damp, and said: "If this is your last wish, I will fulfill you, and I hope you will cut off the red dust, go west, and get the Great Road." ”

After that, he turned his head to look at Ding Xiu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines: "You came just in time." ”

Ding Xiu said: "It's not early, it's not late, isn't it just right." ”

Xue Yidao: "I originally thought that we would not have the opportunity to meet again, but things in this world will inevitably be a little unexpected. ”

"Not bad."

Ding Xiudao: "But if this is not the case, then this world is inevitably too boring." ”

"Not bad."

Xue Yiren also said: "There is always something unexpected needed in this world, just like the battle between Tie Zhongtang, the master of the Great Banner Sect, and Dugu, the leader of the Demon Sect, whether it is on martial arts cultivation or experience in the rivers and lakes, everyone is not optimistic about Tie Zhongtang, but it is Tie Zhongtang who wins in the end." ”

Ding Xiu smiled: "So the jellyfish Yin Ji is not invincible. ”

"Yes."

Xue Yiren sighed and said: "To be honest, over the years, although I have withdrawn from the rivers and lakes and don't ask about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, I have never let go of my martial arts practice, but even so, I still have no certainty of winning against the jellyfish Yin Ji." ”

When Ding Xiu heard this, he looked at Xue Yiren, and after a long time, he said in an unprecedented serious tone: "You are old." ”

Hearing this, Xue Yiren couldn't help but be stunned, and it was only after a long time before he finally came back to his senses, and a bitter smile appeared on the pursuer's face: "Yes, I'm old." ”

Ding Xiu said: "Life in the world, birth, old age, sickness and death, is a natural cycle, no one can not be old, but the key is, is your heart also old?" Is your sword old too? ”

Hearing this, Xue Yiren closed his eyes slightly, and at this moment, a thousand thoughts flew in his mind, as if a century had passed, and then he opened his eyes again, and there was already a different talent in his eyes: "I am old, but my heart is not old, and the sword in my hand is not old." ”

"Good."

Getting the answer he wanted, Ding Xiu smiled with satisfaction, and he asked, "How much time do I need?" ”

Xue Yiren didn't answer and asked, "At this moment, how is this place?" ”

Ding Xiu shook his head and replied, "You should know what I want." ”

Xue Yidao: "Miss today, when I go back to cultivate my body, when I return to my peak state, it will be the day of the duel between you and me." ”

"Hah!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu immediately laughed back: "I'll wait for you, but don't let me wait too long, after all, I can't wait for you forever." ”

"Hah!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xue Yi also laughed back loudly: "Believe me, it won't be too long." ”

"That's good."

Ding Xiu nodded, then turned his head to the side of the sword monk Mo Chan, and reached out to put his hand on his shoulder: "Da Shi, follow me." After that, without waiting for Mo Chan to respond, he quickly retreated with his figure, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to the white horse incense car.

"Rack!"

Boma immediately whipped the horse, accompanied by a burst of horse roaring, four white horses, dragged the luxurious and unparalleled frame, whistling away.

Seeing the white horse incense car leave, until it completely disappeared from sight, from beginning to end, the sword boy who had been silent, at this moment, finally couldn't help but ask with a little curiosity: "Zhuang Master, that sword monk Mo Chan is here to seek revenge, just let him go, will he let the tiger return to the mountain?" ”

"Don't worry, the sword monk's silent meditation life is not long, you are too worried."

As Xue Yiren spoke, he turned to ask: "Xiao Lu, there are so many people in Xuejiazhuang, do you know why I chose you with a foreign surname to be my Fengjian boy?" ”

"This"

Fengjian boy hesitated: "I heard the housekeeper's uncle say that it was because the owner of the village has taken a fancy to my bones. ”

"Not bad."

Xue Yi said: "There are hundreds of households in Xuejiazhuang, and only your bones can enter my eyes, so Xiao Lu, I will let you be my sword boy and take Lu Jinghong for you, just looking forward to one day, you can surprise me with a sword." ”

"Huh?!"

When Lu Jinghong heard this, he was taken aback, he couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch his head and said, "But the owner, you are the number one sword in the world, how can I compare with you." ”

"Huh~~~~"

Xue Yiren raised his hand and said: "Xiao Lu, you must not be presumptuous, since I can take a fancy to you, it is enough to show that your roots are extraordinary, you just have to work hard to practice, one day, I believe you will be able to learn and succeed!" ”

(End of chapter)