Li Xilian was shocked when she saw Ren Pingsheng use that earth-shattering sword, which was incomparably powerful. When this kid suddenly attacked Qin Wei and saved his life, he dared to hide his feelings. She just didn't expect that Ren Pingsheng was under tremendous pressure, and the barrier between the two magic arts suddenly broke open, and she suddenly had an epiphany in the way of the sword, and her power increased dramatically.

But when she saw the sword that turned over the wind and clouds and broke through the wind and clouds, it was suddenly blocked, and then she felt the wind sweeping her body, and then she saw it unbelievably clearly, Ren Pingsheng flew over in the air.

Li Xilian exclaimed, subconsciously swept away, and landed where Ren Pingsheng fell to the ground. I saw Ren Pingsheng's eyes wide open, and an extremely sad look flashed in his eyes, and then returned to the indifferent color she was familiar with.

But the young man's body was still lying upright on a piece of grass, motionless, and the iron sword was still clutched tightly in his hand.

Li Xilian was in a hurry, squatted down, her eyes kept looking up and down on him, "What's wrong with you?"

Ren Pingsheng's face was calm, he didn't answer, but he simply closed his eyes gently, knowing that he couldn't do anything, he was even more relaxed.

One horizontally, one vertically, what's so terrible, it's just that the next sword, if you can play better, hurt the other party, that's demanding, if you can disgust him, it's not bad. If I get away with it, this sanctimonious hypocrite will one day let him know what life is better than death.

Li Xilian almost cried: "If you wake up, I won't save people." At least hold on for a while and see me try...... I know I'm not as good as you, but I'm going to try no. When I make a move and die, I won't care about you then......"

In Li Xilian's impression, she didn't seem to have shed tears to people so freely. In the past, it was common for people to be wronged, but they could only break their teeth and swallow blood, and they couldn't exchange a few tears for the contempt or even fists and kicks of the Lord's family. Later, I followed my brother, my brother protected herself, it was hard enough, she had a big grievance, and she didn't want her brother to add to his troubles.

Later, together with her brother, at a young age, she became a god-like figure, worshiped by thousands of people everywhere, and there was no need to shed tears to people.

It's just that now, for some reason, the guy in front of her, who is always indifferent to people and takes care of people, but is thoughtful, makes her heart numb for no reason, incoherent, and can't help but have hot eyes, and tears will roll down her cheeks like a lack of embankment.

But seeing that the guy suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his waist, sat up slowly, handed over his sword to his left hand, and left his right hand close to Li Xilian's side, wiped her pear blossom and rainy face twice, and said softly while wiping: "Don't worry, I'm not dead, and I'm not injured." ”

As a result, there was a "snap", and the young man's face was slapped with all kinds of slaps. Li Xilian was still sobbing, and when the woman was crying in anger, she was really ruthless.

Ren Pingsheng stretched out his hand to touch the hot skin, stood up, and walked forward silently with an iron sword.

Since he was a child, he never said anything sensational, let alone this situation.

Isn't it disgusting for a dying person to keep a memory for the living?

Very.

So Ren Pingsheng just walked forward silently, leaving the woman with tears on her face, messy in the night behind her.

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like water, and looked at the white-clothed Taoist who stood still in the warm lights in the distance. The Taoist Qi and snort, just like ordinary people, did not even show the mystical method of ordinary Qi training to deliberately absorb the wind and dew and absorb the aura of heaven and earth with their own skin.

Ren Pingsheng has come into contact with several Taoist cultivators, perhaps because of years of training, has formed a natural reaction, even if he hides his own qi flow, he will naturally still breathe on his skin and absorb the aura of heaven and earth together. Because of this kind of perennial water grinding work, there will be no obvious qi flow that is different from ordinary people, so there is no need to deliberately hide it.

But for Ren Pingsheng, who is becoming more and more sophisticated, he can still make some rough estimates from the many details. Even if you can't see the level of the other party's realm, you can always guess whether you are stronger than yourself.

Between the swords just now, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a trace of the connection between the Hope Qi Technique and the Sorrowful Heaven Sword Dao, and he wanted to use this to prepare for his second sword.

He was concentrating, not taking any precautions, and walked forward slowly for dozens of feet like a walking corpse.

When he was less than three zhang away from Zhang Taixuan, Ren Pingsheng's eyes regained his brilliance, his figure stood upright, and he dragged the iron sword upside down, not at all like a person who was about to sacrifice a full blow, but it seemed that he was just wandering around at random, and he planned to continue dragging the iron sword to hang out.

I saw that the white-clothed Taoist shook his head and said, "You kid is a little crooked, but it's too far away, and it's still useless." ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled coldly, "At this time, a fool will bother to consider whether it is useful or not." ”

The white-clothed Taoist didn't think it was angry, and only smiled faintly: "It makes sense, you can be obsessed with the line between life and death, and you can win or lose, but you don't give up; ”

Ren Pingsheng's expression was indifferent, and he didn't say anything more. He continued to stride forward, not slowing down, not even disturbing any heaven and earth qi.

The dead wind hung on a branch behind the Taoist side, perhaps because the lamp oil was about to run out, and the light was getting dimmer and dim. The body of the Taoist dragged a long shadow under the dim light. Ren Pingsheng's steps were even slower, and he approached obliquely.

Next, he would step on the head of the long shadow on the ground.

As soon as Ren Pingsheng stepped down, he saw that the shadow of the head was folded under his knees, and it was not hindered at all. Before he took out the sword, there were still three zhang left, and the Dao man used his powerful qi to cut off the small world he was in, and repelled Ren Pingsheng in one fell swoop.

Now the distance between the two is less than two feet. Ren Pingsheng didn't know what medicine was sold in Zhang Taixuan's gourd, anyway, if he could get one step closer, he would have one more chance.

He continued to move forward, his steps slower, his iron sword still mopping the ground, the tip of his sword grazing over the weeds and leaves, and there was a clatter.

A few steps forward, the white clothes were still less than two feet away.

Ren Pingsheng's eyes condensed, staring at Zhang Taixuan's figure. The other party did not stand still, did not start and retreat, and did not hinder himself

Forward.

It's just that since stepping into the shadow of the Taoist, Ren Pingsheng has taken more than 20 steps forward, but he still hasn't been able to close the distance between these two zhang, even if it is half an inch!

There was no flying sand and stones, and there was no earth-shattering murderous aura, but Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt a cold chill rising from his back.

"If you go on like this, even if you go from a black-haired boy to a white-haired old man, you won't be able to walk by my side. The figure that stood like a sculpture said slowly, "But even if you have no attachments and let go of your desire to win, I won't give you that much time." After five steps, if you don't take out the sword again, I will send you back from there, and you will be the second strike. ”

Ren Pingsheng didn't object, but responded lightly: "Okay." ”

His body did not stagnate, and he took three steps in a row, but still did not close the distance by half an inch.

In the fourth step, Ren Pingsheng closed his eyes, comprehended the qi of heaven and earth, and entrusted himself to heaven and earth. After this step, he no longer knew the distance between the two.

The fifth step was to sweep forward, as fast as lightning, and the iron sword, which had been dragged upside down to the ground, suddenly lifted forward.

There is no sword qi, there is no wind breaking, it is just a swift sword, but there is a wisp of heaven and earth breath, inhaling into the sword body, and where it passes, a narrow vacuum is formed on both sides of the blade.

Plants and trees grow, there is turbidity permeating, vitality volatilization, life is prosperous and withering, there is flesh turning into water, and then nourishing all things; man, beast, bird and insect move one by one, there is consciousness, there is a yuan force driven, there is a breath of breath and one breath.

There are all the things that are visible or invisible, and they are all implicated in the iron sword.

The sword cannot be broken, but it can be connected, sticky, and followed.

In an instant, in the heart that is as quiet as an ancient well, it can also be longer than the years. The swift sword that came out was like grass pulling out joints and butterflies breaking out of cocoons in the sense of the sea of the sword-maker.

When the grass finally sprouted and the butterflies spread their wings, Ren Pingsheng suddenly felt a strong wind rolling towards him, and his body instantly left the ground, spiraling and flying with the wind, shaking him dizzy and unable to open his eyes.

He knew that before the moment, his sword was only one line away, and it could be turned into a point and stabbed in front of him.

But the man didn't give him that chance.

That is to say, when there is no distance in the heart, the method of the white-clothed Taoist who is close to the end of the world has actually been broken by him!

Ren Pingsheng's body swayed with the wind, and finally the wind subsided and fell to the ground.

This time, Ren Pingsheng was down-to-earth, did not fall, and still had no pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw the tear-stained and delicate face in front of him, and after a mixture of sadness and hatred, it added a bit of purity and softness.

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said, "You can see it, don't worry about it this time." ”

Li Xilian turned her face away, and her voice choked, "What about next time?"

Ren Pingsheng's expression was indifferent, and he said in a slightly lessonal tone: "It's a shame that you are still a sister, it's not easy to live this time, so why worry about the next time." ”

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