Xiao Shuai seems to be born a spirit beast that can see a doctor, and it told the medicine master clearly about the dark illness last time, and it is not bad at all. Not only can it see the diseases in others, but it can also treat them yourself. Heart transplant This kind of thing Mu Yu estimates that there is no precedent in the cultivation world, Xiao Shuai is full of confidence, but Mu Yu is worried, he has no experience, what if something goes wrong?

Xiao Shuai said to Mu Yu some points to pay attention to, its understanding of the structure of the human body is beyond Mu Yu's imagination, it knows which blood vessels in the body have what function, and Mu Yu is completely blind. Xiao Shuai told Mu Yu not to worry, just obey its command when the time comes, and extract the vitality of the grass and trees to nourish its designated blood vessels.

Xiao Shuai said it very easily, and Mu Yu felt a lot of pressure.

"Yu Die, do you remember the place where we first met?" The nameless swordsman hugged Yu Die, not at all like the indifferent swordsman in the outside world, he was a gentle man at this time, tender as water.

"Of course I remember, fool. You competed against others, and you won, but it was a miserable victory, and I was terrified to see you lying in front of my house covered in blood. Yudie smiled.

"But you saved me anyway. ”

The nameless swordsman stroked Yudie's face, this familiar face, he couldn't wait to engrave it deeply in his mind. He was afraid that he would never be able to do this again in the future, he was reluctant to give her up, but he couldn't help her. If only one of the two could live, he would choose her.

"I can't leave you alone in the snow to die. ”

Rain Butterfly snuggles in the arms of the nameless swordsman, and she sees death very lightly. She had a congenital disease, and the famous Lang Zhong asserted that she would not live to be twenty years old until she met the man next to her. The nameless swordsman went around begging for the Life Renewal Pill to help her live so long. Being with him was the happiest thing for her, and she was already very satisfied to be able to leave quietly in his arms, and she didn't need to ask for anything more.

She didn't know how much the Nameless Swordsman had sacrificed for her.

"Except for Master, you are the best person for me. ”

The nameless swordsman's fingers ran across Yudie's cheek, and he felt very sad in his heart, he could no longer be by her side to protect her in the future. But he doesn't regret it, his heart will beat in Yudie's chest, and he will live with his beloved, what regrets is there?

"You never mentioned your master to me, which makes me curious!" Yudie said.

"He didn't have much to say. I met you, and that's enough. The nameless swordsman hugged the rain butterfly tightly.

"Lang, promise me, after I die, you must live well, I know that your greatest wish in this life is to find the person who taught you swordsmanship, and I will help you find him in heaven. Yudie said seriously.

The nameless swordsman sighed: "Don't say such stupid things, go to sleep!"

Yudie nodded obediently, and slowly fell into a deep sleep in the arms of the nameless swordsman, she slept peacefully, because sleeping in the arms of the man she loved the most, nothing could hurt her. This man will keep her safe, what is there for her to be afraid of?

Mu Yu looked at the woman who was sleeping in the arms of the nameless swordsman, she had no idea what choice the man she fell in love with had made for her, she had no idea what would happen next. She doesn't know that her heart will be replaced by the man she loves, that she will live and that he will die.

By the time she knew all this, it was too late, how would she react? Will she cry to death holding the man she loves? Will she accept it all? Will she live for him?

Mu Yu didn't dare to imagine tomorrow, he didn't know how he would comfort her. Mu Yu even wanted to back down, not knowing if he was doing the right thing, whether he did it or not, one of the two would always die.

From the perspective of a cultivator, the nameless swordsman is the most valuable to live, because he has the capital to live. He cultivated to the heavens, and if he lived, he could create more myths. But do ordinary people deserve to die? Who dies and who lives, this is their own choice, and since the nameless swordsman has made his choice, he should respect him.

"Let's get started!"

The nameless swordsman gently placed Rainbutterfly on the ground, and he lowered his head and kissed Rainbutterfly on the lips, which might be the last time he kissed her.

The nameless swordsman put his sword aside, and the iron sword that had been with him for many years might never have a chance to be unsheathed again. He ripped off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.

Xiao Shuai hesitated: "It hurts, you bear with it." ”

Its small claws suddenly burst out into a sharp claw, two inches long, flat like a sharp blade, very thin, like cicada wings, flickering in the firelight. It was the first time Mu Yu had seen this sharp claw, and Xiao Shuai had not used this sharp claw before.

Xiao Shuai floated in mid-air, his other hand groping the chest of the nameless swordsman, and then the blade suddenly slashed quickly-

"Nameless swordsman, you're really here!"

A thunderous sound sounded, Xiao Shuai stopped his hand, looked at the source of the sound, the nameless swordsman frowned, someone actually came to disturb him at such a critical juncture, he was really looking for death!

A man with a silver sword in his hand appeared in the firelight, this man with his hair scattered and his eyes fierce, he looked at the nameless swordsman, his eyes burned with fierce battle intent.

"I heard that you were going this way, and I finally caught up. The man slashed his sword, and it shimmered silver in the night.

"You shouldn't be here at this time. The nameless swordsman stood up.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight with me!I want to see what the nameless swordsman is really about!" the man smiled insolently, "Or are you too vain to fight me?"

This man's cultivation is terrifying, even more terrifying than the medicine master. He has the strength to compete with the nameless swordsman, which is Mu Yu's first feeling.

"I don't want to kill tonight, leave, you can still live. The nameless swordsman said indifferently.

Mu Yu knew that a person like the Nameless Swordsman who relied on swordsmanship to become famous in the cultivation world would definitely provoke a lot of challengers, the Nameless Swordsman claimed to be the first in swordsmanship, and many geniuses who used swords as magic weapons were naturally not convinced, and would try to find a nameless swordsman to compete. However, the nameless swordsman has not been reported to have lost so far, which shows how superb his swordsmanship is. This man probably heard that the nameless swordsman appeared in Lanxi City, so he specially rushed over to challenge.

"Nameless swordsman, do people like us who are crazy about swords still care about death? Dying under the sword is our best destination. The man said with a smile.

"I don't kill the nobody. The nameless swordsman seems to agree with the other party's idea that if it weren't for saving his lover, he would choose to die under someone else's sword.

"Wash the Sword Valley, Far Sword. The man said.

"I've heard of you, the descendant of the Sword God of Sword Washing Valley, if I kill you, you will have one less genius in Sword Washing Valley, right?" said the nameless swordsman.

"If I kill you, there will be no nameless swordsman in the world. Yuanjian's eyes were piercing.

"I won't die at your hands. ”

The nameless swordsman glanced at Yu Die, who was not awakened, and she still slept soundly. He won't die at the hands of the Far Sword, because he still has something to do.

"Me too. "The battle intent of the far sword is soaring.

The gazes of the two of them sparked in the air, and the momentum continued to rise, Mu Yu took a step back, their level of battle was too far, and it was completely beyond his ability to resist.

The nameless swordsman soared into the sky and flew into the distance, he couldn't let the battlefield hurt the rain butterflies.

"A sword. ”

The nameless swordsman unwrapped the shroud, revealing the bland iron sword, pitted and riddled with cracks that seemed to disintegrate at the touch of a button. But it was this humble iron sword that made him famous. The people in the cultivation realm didn't know his name, they only knew that he had an iron sword, and he became a nameless swordsman.

"Insolent!"

Seeing that the nameless swordsman actually looked down on himself so much, Yuan Jian immediately raised his sword, and the whole person disappeared into the night sky, leaving only a dazzling silver light.

The nameless swordsman stroked his iron sword, as if to appease his old comrade-in-arms, his eyes became sharp, the iron sword was held in his hand, and then a sword stabbed out-

It was an unremarkable sword, and the hand pushed forward, and the iron sword slowly came out of it. Anyone can do it, the trajectory of the sword is so clear that anyone with a little skill can dodge it.

It was another extraordinary sword, the speed of the sword was slow, but it was mixed with a thousand momentum, as if there was only this sword left in the world, and it weighed heavily in anyone's eyes, making people dare not look at it directly.

The distant sword appeared in shape, he looked at this sword in surprise, the surprise in his eyes turned into horror, that sword seemed simple, but the flickering sword intent was so awe-inspiring, he raised the sword in his hand, he could not lose.

Mu Yu looked at this sword in a daze, in his eyes, this is not just a sword, the sword comes from the hands of the nameless swordsman, but it seems to be stabbing at the far sword from all directions, as if there are several nameless swordsmen around to attack the far sword at the same time, the far sword is surrounded by enemies on all sides, in danger, he wants to dodge, but Mu Yu knows that the far sword can't dodge.

Because there is only one sword.

"This- isn't this the last form of the Falling Dust Nine Style, ninety-nine to one?"

Mu Yu's eyes widened, the master once used such a sword, a simple sword, nothing to look at, with the cultivation of the Jindan period to hit the ghost Xuanyue of the Yuan infant stage, this sword Mu Yu can't use it now, the master said that this style needs to be comprehended by himself.

Mu Yu closed his eyes, he imagined that he was a distant sword, he had the Falling Dust Nine Style, he could use different moves to resolve it, but he always felt that something was missing, he couldn't completely dissolve this sword, and his Falling Dust Nine Style seemed to lack a trace of sword intent.

Mu Yu regarded himself as a nameless swordsman again, he could attack the Yuan Sword from all directions at the same time, but the complicated moves were the easiest to crack, the avenue was simple, he only needed one sword to kill the Yuan Sword, but how did the nine swords achieve unity?

Mu Yu seemed to have touched the deepest meaning of the Falling Dust Nine Style, and he was about to grab that layer of sword intent, but there was always a layer of thin veil, so he couldn't figure it out, what was the difference?

Mu Yu's flying sword was already in his hand, he gestured to himself, the Falling Dust Nine Style couldn't help but transform in his hand, he was immersed in that layer of sword intent, his heart was extremely calm, he was about to grab something, but what was it?

A sword.

Mu Yu's mind flashed, he knew what it was, the most powerful thing about the Falling Dust Nine Style was not that it had nine mysterious sword moves, but that the nine sword moves were used at the same time, and the opponent needed to deal with nine sword moves at the same time, but in fact-

There is only one trick.

Ninety-nine to one.

Mu Yu kept gesturing with one move, and he only used one move, but in fact he used nine sword styles. He used nine sword moves in an instant, but it really seemed that there was only one move.

A blue light suddenly flashed on the flying sword, and the wooden sword that had been bitten by insects was separated from Mu Yu's flying sword, and it seemed to be squeezed out by the Shadow Sword.

The Shadow Sword that Feng Haochen had given to Mu Yu trembled, as if it was cheering for something, perhaps it hadn't shown its true strength for many years. The dusty swordsmanship, called the Heavenly Sword Nine Leads, one sword into nine styles, and nine styles into one sword, this is its most powerful place.