Chapter 12 Ten Thousand Lights Do Not Return (II)

Sybil carried a pitch-black sword box on his back, a lantern in one hand, and a neon sword in the other, and he wore only a thin single coat. The tall body was reflected in Ji Caiyin's eyes, just like the loneliness she was when she first met him.

Doesn't he feel cold?

Sybil walked ahead and stopped without warning.

"Do you know how to use a sword?"

Ji Caiyin was stunned for a moment, and then felt ashamed, and her stunning face was suddenly covered with a layer of redness.

Not to mention using a sword, she doesn't even know the slightest martial arts.

Who would have thought that the eldest lady of the first family of martial arts would not know martial arts?

Sybil turned his back to her, and after not hearing a reply for a long time, he guessed that she did not know martial arts.

"It's okay, I'm just confirming. ”

He turned, a reassuring smile on his face, and handed her the sword in his hand.

Ji Caiyin was wearing the fox fur coat on her body, and timidly and cautiously took the sword from his hand.

The sword was much heavier than she thought, and one of them almost slipped out of her palm.

Sybil took off the pitch-black sword box from his back, held it in front of him with one hand, and opened the sword box with the other, and inside the sword box was a dark green long sword without a scabbard.

This is a good sword, and it is also a famous sword.

As the saying goes: without a sword, the battle will not stop. Qin Jian has no clothes and never dies.

This unclothed sword was originally the sword of an assassin in the pre-Qin period. It is rumored that the Assassin never stopped killing since he had possessed the sword, so he did not sheath it.

Later, when the Assassin died, the sword seemed to be an excellent weapon for vengeance, because it would let the enemies know that the man with the unclothed sword had made up his mind not to die.

Either kill the person who took the sword, or be killed by the sword.

Sybil carried his sword, the tip of which pointed diagonally downward, and stood there proudly.

He didn't speak, but waited quietly.

The cold wind blew through the treetops, making a rattling sound. There are countless tombstones on the side of the road, and even the moss on them is clearly visible in the moonlight.

Ji Caiyin looked at Sybil in confusion, and finally couldn't bear to ask.

Suddenly, two black shadows came out from behind the tombstones like ghosts.

"I have fulfilled my promise to marry your eldest lady, why do I have to work hard?"

Sybil said with a gloomy face.

His eyes looked coldly at the two black shadows, one man and one woman. Dressed in the unique costume of Ji's disciples, each carrying an unsheathed sword in his hand.

"Since Childe has become the uncle of the Ji family, why did he leave Feiyun Valley?"

The male disciple blushed, and the sword that was originally cut off by Sybil had been replaced.

"Why can't I leave the Flying Cloud Valley?"

As soon as Sybil finished speaking, the male disciple had not yet spoken, but the female disciple on the side was already impatient.

"Someone stole the information of my Ji clan and the sword tower. ”

The female disciple's eyes were like frost, staring directly at Sybil, as if she decided that he had done it.

Sybil laughed, casually.

"What does that have to do with me?"

The male disciple looked angry, the sword tower is the important place of the Ji clan, and the information in the sword tower is regarded as the root of the Ji clan, and now it is stolen for no reason, and it can only be done by Sybil.

"Don't pretend! That information records who killed the daughter of the head of the Blood Knife Sect, your dead ex-wife Chu Mumu. If you didn't steal it, who would it be?!"

When Sybil heard this, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the two disciples, a man and a woman, instantly cheered up, and they knew that Sybil was going to make a move.

Ji Caiyin struggled to hold the neon sword in her arms, her eyes were full of worry, worry about Sybil.

She didn't know if anyone was stealing from the Sword Tower, but she knew by the appearance of the two disciples that they wanted to kill Sybil.

If a woman is married, even if she has no feelings for her husband at all, she will worry about him in times of crisis.

Although Sybil once made her a laughing stock in the rivers and lakes because of her refusal to marry her, he saved her after all, not to mention that now she has become his wife.

Ji Caiyin's worries were too worried, because the two disciples were too focused on Sybil, so focused that they no longer cared about anything and people except for the number one swordsman in the world in front of them.

The sword flashed, and the sword had pierced. It was the back of the hearts of the two Ji disciples who pierced into it.

The two disciples, a man and a woman, only felt a sharp pain in their chests, and saw that on the chests of the two of them, they each wore Bai Sensen's blood-stained sword blades, which were their blood.

The two swords were drawn from their backs at the same time, and when the swords were drawn, the two disciples of the Ji clan had already fallen to the ground.

The female disciple turned her head with all her strength before she died, and under her pained expression, she saw the sword behind her.

The blade of the sword was reflected on the face of the female disciple by the moonlight, and the sword body was engraved with strange patterns, which belonged to the patterns of the Diancang sect.

Ji Caiyin looked at the two disciples of the Ji clan, and in the blink of an eye, they died under someone else's sword, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Sybil hurriedly protected her behind her, blocking her view.

"The masters of the Diancang Sect are like clouds, especially the chief disciple Ouyang Ke. I heard that this person made double swords like using both hands, forty-two moves to point the sword technique, and in his hands he could turn into eighty-four moves. I don't know if you're this person?"

Sybil looked at the figure who had killed the two disciples of the Ji clan with a raised hand.

The man was in his early thirties, seven feet tall, dressed in an expensive robe, and carrying a blood-stained sword in each hand.

"Childe Bill is really well-informed. ”

"It's a pity, although the name is famous, it is not worthy of the name. ”

"Oh, what do you mean by that?"

"As the chief disciple, he actually killed people behind his back, can he be worthy of the title of chief?"

Ouyang Ke laughed loudly after hearing this.

"Childe Bill is right, but how can these two people on the ground be worthy of me killing them head-on?"

Sybil was silent, and Ouyang Ke continued.

"You're different, you're definitely worthy!"

"You're here to kill me?"

"Not bad. ”

Ouyang Ke said, staring directly at the unclothed sword in Sybil's hand. He had already inquired at the Unloading Inn, and the sword that killed the four fellow disciples was this sword.

"As the saying goes, the rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes. The four junior disciples can die under the sword of Gongzi Bill, and they can only be blamed for their lack of skill, and the Diancang faction has no complaints. ”

Sybil was silent, it seemed that Zhou Yaoshan had killed four disciples of the Diancang Sect in the inn, and the other party had already known about it. But now the other party is looking for him, undoubtedly mistakenly thinking that he killed those four people.

Swords are easier to be famous than people. That's not bad at all.

"Although the Diancang faction has no complaints, I, Ouyang Ke, still want to kill you. ”

Sybil smiled.

"You have a deep relationship with your junior brothers?"

Ouyang Ke shook his head.

"Although they are my junior brothers, I don't even know their last names. ”

"To maintain the reputation of the Diancang Sect?"

"The fact that they can die under the sword of Childe Bill is not an insult to the reputation of this faction. ”

"That's for your fame. ”

Yes, as long as he kills Sybil, who is the number one swordsman in the world, then Ouyang Ke will definitely be famous.

Ouyang Ke nodded slightly, not to avenge his junior brother, just to be able to make a name for himself, such an act is not selfish and shameless.

"Please. ”

As soon as the words were spoken, Ouyang Ke's body had already moved.

The two swords stabbed out like a match, and few people could take all of them with forty-two moves, let alone forty-two moves into eighty-four moves.

If you just have more tricks, it won't get any better. However, the power is powerful, not only the tricks have increased, but those who fight with him have a feeling, that is, although he is a person with a sword, it is like two people attacking.

Sybil also moved.

The sword flashed, and his sword had stabbed out.

Sybil only has one move, one move is better than ten thousand moves, and the swordsman is not a trick.

Although Ouyang Ke can be like two people, he is only one person after all, and it is enough for one person to be stabbed with a sword.

I saw the unclothed sword in Sybil's hand, passing through the sword flower danced by Ouyang Ke's double swords, as if passing through a dense flower bush.

Although the flowers are dense, they are not without gaps.

Ouyang Ke's dual swords suddenly stopped, and gradually slipped out of his hands. Two swords of steel fell to the ground covered with stone bricks, making a pleasant sound.

At the same time, he was stabbed in the throat by the tip of a sword.

When the sword was drawn, Ouyang Ke fell heavily to the ground.

There was an expression of disbelief on his dead face, and he didn't believe that he had been defeated like this.

With a flick of his wrist, Sybil turned the tip of his sword upside down, slamming it into the stone bricks on the ground.

The unclothed sword was stuck in the ground, like a tombstone on both sides of the road, this is his battle letter.

The sword has become famous, and all the sects in the rivers and lakes will know this sword, and they will all know that this sword represents revenge.

The sword belongs to Sybil, what revenge Sybil wants to avenge, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that it is the revenge of killing his wife.