"Song Huiya ——!"

The shouts of one after another stirred in the nameless mountain wind, and the birds in the forest flew in fright.

The red-green and gradually falling trees and the pale gray sky paint the towering and precipitous mountain with a thin outline.

Under the dim light, as far as the eye can see, the grass and forests are full of heroes.

The sun sank another inch.

In front of the cliff, a slender white smoke ignited. The sound of staggered footsteps suddenly went to one place.

The noise faded away, followed by the sonorous sound of the sword unsheathed.

The crisp impact of the sound and iron, coupled with the faint autumn wind, has a strange tone like mourning for no reason.

In the middle of the dirt road, a trail of dark red blood was splashed, sparsely spreading towards the heights. Everyone followed the trail and followed it quickly, and finally found a familiar figure, kneeling under the tree with his back to everyone.

"Daddy!"

The young man in the crowd shouted and rushed forward, and as soon as his right hand touched the man's shoulder, the head on the corpse rolled down.

A few people in the front row hurriedly took two steps back, and when they saw the eyes that were still wide and hideous on the skull, they finally lost their temper and roared angrily: "Song Huiya——! ”

"Humen Master ——!"

Not far away, the swordsman who was surrounded by everyone sat casually on the bluestone on the side of the road. Looking at the unpredictable faces of everyone, they laughed out loud. The bloodstained iron sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Everyone angrily scolded: "Song Huiya, you have been in exile for many years for your own personal grudges, and you are still obsessed with it today!" ”

"If I hadn't pronounced your master's old name, we would have killed you a long time ago! But you still don't know how to restrain yourself, you are violent, and you do all kinds of evil! How many grave killings have been committed over the years. I am waiting here today to do the right thing for heaven! ”

Song Huiya listened to everyone's high-sounding crusades and attacks, and thought of the floating in the past ten years since the defeat of his master, and he couldn't help but feel funny.

When she has no sword in her hand, there is no place for her feet to stand, she comes and goes uncertainly, and she walks alone in the wilderness.

Running around for a lifetime, how many times have you escaped death, only to win a monstrous notoriety.

And this group of kowtow worms who deceived the world and stole their fame, jumped from east to west, broke their eyebrows and bent their waists, but they entered the house and became heroes in the world day and night.

Song Huiya sneered: "This river and lake is really ridiculous." A group of mediocre men and thieves dare to claim to be doing the right thing for heaven? ”

There was a deep twilight in her eyes that did not match her age, and her body was so bloodstained that she could no longer distinguish the original color. I only knew that she was also seriously injured, and there were many healing and cracking wounds under the clothes torn by the sword.

No matter how calm her expression was, she couldn't hide her weakness and haggardness, and she even breathed very lightly when she spoke.

Rao is like this, everyone is still quite jealous of her, and they dare not step forward easily. They looked left and right, hesitated repeatedly, and waited until an old man came from behind.

After chasing Ben Lao for half a month, the old man was also extremely tired, standing crookedly with the broken sword, sighing abruptly, and after a few hesitations, Fang Gan said hoarsely: "If your master sees your appearance today, Jiuquan will definitely not be at ease." ”

Song Huiya seemed to have not heard anyone mention the old things for many years, his expression was slightly surprised, and after frowning slightly, he was also a little more energetic, and laughed briskly: "Master Xie still remembers my master?" Back then, you and my master stood side by side to denounce treachery and abuse of power, but you were filled with righteous indignation and claimed that you were not inferior to yourself, why have you become a lackey of those abusive officials now? Is it that wealth is too charming, or do you remember when you are afraid of death that you are actually just a charming villain, and you almost took the right path? ”

The bearded guest on the side was furious, pointed at her and shouted, "Evil animal! Thank you seniors for giving you two points of face, you really don't know what to do? The predecessor is a frank gentleman, and you are invited to enter the urn by setting up the Ming Bureau, but you yourself are bent on going your own way, knowing that we are waiting for the guards on the side, and you dare to come to Hu ......"

The almost inaudible sound of the sword groan, perhaps just an illusion of everyone, made the bearded guest's voice stop abruptly.

Song Huiya's knuckles opened an inch of the scabbard, and when he saw that he blushed with all his face, he seemed to smile and said, "The next person I want to kill is not you." Why, are you going to go down and find a way for that little beast first? ”

The bearded guest subconsciously set his eyes on the young man beside him. For a while, dozens of eyes turned around.

The young man was frightened, his face twitched unconsciously, and he roared in a bluff, shouting: "Second Uncle Xie, my father and you are friends of life and death. He has sacrificed all his heart and soul for the people of this world, and he has never had any selfishness, but he has ended up in this blind field, and you want to avenge my father! Song Huiya is lawless, and it is really a scourge of martial arts! ”

A thick voice snorted coldly: "Brother Hu, don't be afraid, with her current situation, she can't get out of trouble, and she still wants to kill people in front of us?" It's just a dream. ”

"Makes sense." Song Huiya smiled lightly, "Hero, why don't you come out and try it?" ”

The old man said: "Song Huiya, you were avenging your master earlier, I can understand a thing or two. But dozens of lives in Yangjiazhuang are innocent? How much blood debt have you had on your hands over the years, do you dare to say that you have a clear conscience? ”

"Heh, the people I killed in Song Huiya have never dared to ......dare to admit it" She wanted to defend herself, but when she swept away the ugly appearance of these people, she suddenly lost interest, and then said, "When Hu Gou wanted to kill me, you said that this was a grudge between the rivers and lakes, and it had nothing to do with people." When I tried to kill him, hundreds of people jumped out and said that I was full of evil, and that it was not a pity to die. Now, do you want to argue with me about the word 'justice'? ”

"I don't want to kill you. You could not have come today, but you are too murderous for me to spare you. The old man's cloudy eyes closed slightly, shook his head and sighed lightly, "This river and lake is just muddy water in the pool, people are like duckweed, and the day is not safe." It's rare for you to get out, so why bother coming back? ”

Song Huiya lowered his head, his loose hair and a few dried blood stains fell on his face, and when he heard this, he raised his chin slightly and glanced sideways.

Completely different from the situation of the end of the road, it is a look full of mockery.

"Xie Zhongchu, the matter has come to this, there is no need to be so hypocritical. Over the years, you have connived at these young people to kill me, aren't you afraid that one day, I will really come to you to ask for your life? ”

Song Huiya propped his knees, slowly got up, and staggered a step.

The crowd was like frightened birds, and their bodies were tense.

"The world is like a turbulent tide, but I don't want to be swept up in this monstrous flood. I want to be a man who stands on the cusp of the waves. ”

Song Huiya's sword was no longer very steady, and his right hand was withdrawn, pointing diagonally downward.

The long, horizontal blades reflected the faint twilight of the twilight. The corners of her lips were raised, and her smile was filled with unstoppable arrogance, and she said word by word: "I want the exiles to fear me, and the wind-stirring people hate me—I want the tip of my sword to hang over the rivers and seas; Even if I die, my bones will be confessed between the sun and the moon. ”

I saw that the tip of her sword was slightly raised, and her footsteps, which were still floating just now, suddenly exceeded a thousand pounds, and the heel was approaching, and a circle of floating dust was swept away at her feet.

- "I just want you to have a hard time day and night!" ”

- "Retreat!" ”

Xie Zhongchu pushed the young man away with his backhand, and his feet went away to the wind, blocking the oncoming long sword.

For a time, the yellow sand was like waves, and the smoke and waves were everywhere.

Seeing that he took the lead, everyone shouted twice, and then rushed forward to fight indiscriminately, and all eighteen weapons greeted Song Huiya.

The young man retreated in terror against the flow of people, not caring whether his father's body was hit by someone and whether his head was kicked off the mountain.

But even though hundreds of people obstructed him, he turned back frequently, and he could still see Song Huiya's sword from the mixed figures.

The sword light rose and fell, like thousands of flying waves, biting behind him. even faintly wanted to split the impermeable killing array around him.

Don't blame the rumors in the rivers and lakes that Song Huiya's sword can shake the clouds and thunder, divide the light, and leak the galaxy!

How can such a person live?!

"Kill - I don't believe this demon really won't die!"

The eyes of the crowd were scarlet, and they were almost mad.

Xie Zhongchu dropped the broken sword, snatched the Pu knife of the person next to him, retreated to the back, and slashed it violently.

Song Huiya drew his sword when he heard this, and tried his best to resist the blade.

The piercing sound made people's hairs stand on end, and in a moment, the blade was shattered inch by inch by the residual strength of the sword.

Song Huiya copied it with his left hand, and his five fingers gathered the fragments that burst into front of him into his palm. The blade of the sword did not change, and swept upwards diagonally, slashing behind him. However, between the lightning and flint, a blood path connecting the youth was cleared.

But this sword also exhausted her strength, making her right hand lower, and it was difficult to lift it again.

Life and death are only a foot apart.

The young man stopped in his tracks.

Xie Zhongchu slapped a palm at the machine and hit Song Huiya the back of the head.

The young man's face was hideous, and he stepped forward with a sword in both hands.

Song Huiya's eyes were dilated, and he couldn't dodge, so he only avoided the key point in a thrilling way, and he was stabbed in the abdomen.

Before the young man could rise to the ecstasy of a lucky hand, he looked at a broken white blade, shook off a string of fine beads of blood, and slashed across his neck. Immediately, there was a splash of intense red in front of his eyes.

"Brother Hu—"

"Virtuous nephew!"

This series of changes made everyone stunned.

The day will be gone.

Song Huiya supported his dying body, jumped to the side, and threw himself into the deep cliff. Falling with the evening breeze, there is no trace of people in sight.

The bearded man hurried after him, looking down at the shore, and a cold light suddenly shot from under the cliff.

Even though he quickly pulled back, the blade still pierced into his eye socket quickly, and blood was dripping from it.

The bearded guest screamed and rolled to the ground with his eyes covered.

Xie Zhongchu could not hide his gloom, stared at the smoky cliff for a long time, and said unwillingly and helplessly: "...... Search! To live to see people, to die to see corpses! ”