The muscles on the middle-aged swordsman Tie Qing's face were twitching, and he was full of killing intent, like a demon. He wanted to draw a sword, but there was a hint of fear. He is indecisive, which is perhaps his most fatal weakness...

Chu Yanxi was waiting for him to draw his sword. Chu Yanxi has always felt guilty, if it wasn't for his appearance eleven years ago, the middle-aged swordsman would have been a sword venerable, and everything now is his. The middle-aged swordsman standing in front of him now is just like himself eleven years ago.

The middle-aged swordsman's name is Zhou Cang, and his family has been ordinary people for generations. He chose to be a swordsman... Thirty years have passed! His ideals have not changed, he wants to make a name for himself in the world, and be a swordsman admired by all people...

Zhou Cang couldn't control himself anymore, and finally pulled out his sword, and the sword stabbed Chu Yanxi's throat. Chu Yanxi instantly felt that something was wrong, but Chu Yanxi didn't take out his sword, and kept retreating! Zhou Cang's sword was only one foot away from Chu Yanxi's throat. Chu Yanxi's face became very heavy, he underestimated Zhou Cang too much, and his sword was too fast. Chu Yanxi couldn't make any dodging moves, as long as he stayed Zhou Cang's sword would penetrate his throat! But he couldn't retreat anymore, and he was about to retreat to the edge of the ring.

Chu Yanxi had no way to retreat, he could only take out the sword, Chu Yanxi used all his internal force to make the sword, and at the same time retreated, stopping at the margin, the skeleton sword pulled out five inches, just five inches, only five inches of sword qi, and the skeleton sword body showed a skeleton pattern of three and a half inches. Zhou Cang's sword had already pierced Chu Yanxi's throat, of course, the depth of the piercing was less than a millimeter, as long as it was a little more, it would pierce Chu Yanxi's throat, or Chu Yanxi hesitated for a second, and when he was a second late, it must be Chu Yanxi who fell. But he was still standing, and he had not yet fallen. But Zhou Cang had already fallen, and he was injured by the sword qi of Chu Yanxi's skeleton sword, only five inches of sword qi... The middle-aged swordsman Zhou Cang fell...

The sky did not clear, maybe God had mercy on Zhou Cang. Although Zhou Cang fell, the sword was still tightly held in his hand, and there was still blood at the corner of his mouth. Chu Yanxi was in a trance, looking at the corpse all the time, at a loss. Chu Yanxi felt that he was back eleven years ago at this moment...

Eleven years ago, Chu Yanxi was a gentle and elegant swordsman on the surface but a bloodthirsty swordsman in private, with only swords and no mercy in his heart, just like the current Zhou Cang...

At this moment, the sound of a person's footsteps woke Chu Yanxi up. Chu Yanxi slowly looked up, his eyes were moist, it was her, every time she killed someone, she always appeared in front of her when she was most helpless. Even strong men have times of helplessness, because it is man and not God. Chu Yanxi, who has extremely low self-esteem and high self-esteem, also wanted to cry sometimes, but he was just pretending and didn't show it, hiding behind this handsome and smiling face. Chu Yanxi wanted to hug her, but Chu Yanxi didn't have the courage yet, not at all.

She had been standing at the window on the sixth floor and listening to their conversation on the top of the building for a long time, but Chu Yanxi didn't notice it, and Chu Yanxi's heart was already paralyzed. Her steps were very light, but she still woke up Chu Yanxi, that unique fragrance...

Chu Yanxi said, "Why are you here?"

Zhong Chunhui smiled bitterly: "You won?"

Chu Yanxi sneered: "Yes, I don't want to use the sword, he forced me to use the sword, he was the first person to force me to use the skull sword." After a pause, Chu Yanxi said again: "If I didn't draw my sword, if I hesitated for a second longer, then it must be me who is down now, and it must not be me who is standing in front of you now..."

Zhong Chunhui sneered: "You are back to your self eleven years ago, you were the same person when you first met me......! You should be happy !!."

Zhong Chunhui said again: "Look at the vast sea of people downstairs, they are all people who worship you, I believe they worship you even more now..."

Chu Yanxi sneered, he knew that Zhong Chunhui was deliberately stimulating herself, she had always been very good to herself, and she didn't want to see herself at this time. The life of a man is short, and the life of a swordsman is even shorter, but the life of a sword is eternal...

Chu Yanxi changed the topic and said, "Can you help me do something?"

Her heart hurts, because Chu Yanxi's heart hurts, but her heart pretends to be traceless, and there is no trace at all... I almost couldn't understand Chu Yanxi.

Zhong Chunhui looked at Chu Yanxi with the most sincere eyes and said: "Of course you can, my life was saved by you eleven years ago, as long as I can do it, I will definitely do it, even if it is death, I will do it..."

Chu Yanxi said lightly: "The abbot master of Biluo Temple in Biluo Mountain is not only strong in martial arts but also proficient in medical skills, he has saved countless lives..."

Zhong Chunhui, she felt sorry for Chu Yanxi. I just didn't dare to face it, I didn't dare to ......

Zhong Chunhui smiled and said: "Okay! I will now take someone to send him to Biluo Temple to find the abbot master for treatment..."After a pause, he said: "Today is your birthday, and it is the eleventh anniversary of your becoming a sword venerable.

Chu Yanxi said lightly: "Thank you for always helping me take care of Lingyun Tower's business!

Zhong Chunhui said softly: "Didn't you say that swordsmen can't harbor any emotions? if you hadn't had sympathy and guilt today, Zhou Cang would have been defeated in the first place, and now you wouldn't be like this..."

Chu Yanxi looked at the people standing downstairs in Lingyun Tower, but he didn't answer, he acquiesced.

There was cheers downstairs in Lingyun......

Zhong Chunhui saw that he didn't answer for a long time. Then he said lightly: "I'll prepare a carriage to send him to Biluo Temple first......"

She finished speaking and left...

Chu Yanxi picked up Zhou Cang, who was lying on the ground, and hurriedly went downstairs, and when Chu Yanxi walked to the door, Zhong Chunhui had already found a carriage, and a young groom, seeing the injured Zhou Cang, he slowly helped Chu Yanxi into the carriage. Zhong Chunhui glanced at it and walked into the carriage, and the carriage galloped along the Biluo Temple...

Chu Yanxi saw that everyone was puzzled but didn't explain, and said with a smile: "Thank you heroes for coming to this banquet, let's go in and continue drinking..."

There were only three people, two men and one woman, one was a middle-aged man in his forties with a full beard, the other was a handsome and graceful young man, and a young girl who was as beautiful as a fairy but had a cold face, still standing still. When everyone went in, they slowly walked in front of Chu Yanxi. Among them, the handsome young man said: "Below is Ling Ao, the leader of the Xingyi League, who came to congratulate Gongzi Chu on behalf of the Xingyi League..."

Chu Yanxi arched his hand and smiled again: "Chu is here to thank the master of the Young Alliance, thank you for the Xingyi Alliance..."Chu Yanxi smiled and looked at the two behind Ling Ao and said: "This must be the master of the second hall of the Xingyi League, and the hero of the transformation, and this must be the daughter of the leader of the Xingyi Alliance, Ling Luo" After speaking, Chu Yanxi's eyes moved to Ling Ao.

Ling Ao smiled and said, "It's the Second Hall Master, and my sister." My father was in retreat and couldn't come to congratulate him, so I asked Gongzi Chu for forgiveness. ”

Chu Yanxi hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's already an honor for me Chu to come here... Please come with me upstairs and have a drink..."

Ling Luo had been silent, but his expression was complicated. The second hall of the Xingyi League, the master of Dengfeng, has been smiling and listening to the conversation between Chu Yanxi and Ling Ao, the leader of the Xingyi League, showing great respect.

Ling Ao smiled, looked at Chu Yanxi intently, and said, "Is Young Master Chu very worried about the safety of a person now, you still have something to do, so you don't need to greet us, we won't get drunk when we have time one day." I'll greet you with the other guests..."

Chu Yanxi was surprised in his heart. Although everyone saw the duel with Zhou Cang today, and they all saw that they had clearly defeated Zhou Cang, but they saved Zhou Cang, many people were puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask or say. This Ling Ao dared to say that he knew everything very well, and he spoke so open-mindedly. Chu Yanxi didn't want to hide it, in fact, he needed such a friend now, a friend who understood himself.

Chu Yanxi smiled and said, "Thank you Ling Shaomeng Master for understanding Chu's difficulties at this time... I will definitely thank you in the future..."After speaking, Chu Yanxi hurriedly walked to the backyard of Lingyun Tower.

When Chu Yanxi's figure disappeared, Ling Luo couldn't help but say, "Brother, don't you really like Chu Yanxi, why did you let him go?", Ling Ao turned to Ling Luo and said, "I'm just helping myself, one day you will understand." Besides, sometimes you have to treat the strongest enemy like your own friend..."After speaking, he faced the second hall of the Xingyi Alliance and said, "Do you know who was defeated under Chu Yanxi's sword today?"

Hua Dengfeng said with a puzzled face: "I don't know who it is, please tell the young alliance master." ”

Ling Ao's face became extremely calm, and he didn't show a smile at all. While walking towards Lingyun Tower, he said: "His name is Zhou Cang, he is a very terrible person, he is like Chu Yanxi eleven years ago, he only has a sword in his heart, he just wants to be the first in the world and be famous in the world." They don't allow themselves to have feelings, they don't fear death, and it's an honor to die because of a duel challenge. They are afraid to live, to live without doing anything, and it is a shame to hold a sword, but they dare not challenge the stronger one..."After speaking, Ling Ao stopped.