Chapter 1: The Covenant of Life and Death (I)
The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging in the rivers and lakes; in the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.
He loves beautiful women, but he loves swords even more.
He loves prostitution, but he loves to kill even more.
He had no relatives, let alone their names.
He took the sword at the age of twelve, and he did the same twenty years later, which may be the so-called fate.
The sky was cloudy and gloomy, and it seemed that a storm was coming, and a duel to the death would also begin. Of course, no one can guess who will win and who will lose, just as no one can guess when it will rain and when it will be sunny in this weather.
At this time, the shops in Jinding Town were closed, but Lingyun Building, which was very close to the center of the town, was open. The rule of Lingyun Tower is that no matter what major event, rainstorm and wind, or blood all over the ground, it must be opened 24 hours a day, which is the rule of Lingyun Tower.
There are beautiful women, wine, and casinos in Lingyun Building... The guests are all from ****, there are swordsmen, rich second generations, people from all walks of life, and some ordinary people can't stand the trouble and come here fresh.
Lingyun Tower is six stories high, the first floor is composed of six rooms, from the second floor each floor is reduced by one room, the sixth floor has only one room, and a platform is set up on the roof for sword competition.
The owner of Lingyun Tower is the world-famous swordsman Chu Yanxi. Excellent swordsmanship, unrivaled, has dominated the martial arts for eleven years, and is recognized as the "Sword Zun".
Although he came to Lingyunlou with the name of drinking and playing with women, in fact, he was not looking for him to compete, or he was coming to see the competition, or his fans, only a few people were eating, drinking and having fun.
Chu Yanxi, the owner of Lingyun Tower, made a rule that he would only accept one challenger every year. This challenger must be the most skilled swordsman in the martial arts of the year.
At this time, the competition in Lingyun Tower had long since stopped.
A middle-aged swordsman walked slowly. When he walked in front of a fortune teller, he stopped, took out a silver ingot, put it lightly in front of the fortune teller, looked ahead, and said, "Sir, how long can I live." The fortune teller said casually, "I don't know, but you will die, at the hands of a famous prostitute." At this time, the middle-aged swordsman was full of killing intent. In fact, dying at the hands of a woman is the greatest sorrow of being a swordsman, let alone a prostitute.........
But he calmed down, calmed down. Because he swore not to kill women, children, and people who didn't know martial arts. Including fortune tellers!
The middle-aged swordsman was silent for a moment and said, "But now I want to challenge the God of Swordsmen, Sword Venerable Chu Yanxi, are you sure I can defeat him?" The fortune teller did not answer. The fortune teller looked into the distance and was silent for a long time and said, "Although I am blind, I can perceive everything around me, don't you believe it?"
The middle-aged swordsman defaults. Didn't ask a word again.
The middle-aged swordsman continued to walk towards Lingyun Tower, his expression, walking movements, still the same, no one would understand it, understand the pain in his heart. Under the control of the so-called god of fate, he is alive, he can't die, he still has a lot to do, he can't die so ordinarily, he believes that he will become stronger, be the strongest swordsman, a swordsman admired by all people, he will be famous for eternity. Therefore, he must first kill Chu Yanxi, the sword venerable who has been famous in the world for eleven years.
Of course he wasn't sure, he wasn't sure at all, but he still had to go, his desire to kill Chu Yanxi was too strong, and he couldn't wait.
Tomorrow is September 29th, which is Chu Yanxi's birthday, and it is also the day when he agreed to fight a duel with Chu Yanxi ten years ago.
He must challenge Chu Yanxi, although he is not the king of all swordsmen this year, he must go, this is the honor and self-esteem of swordsmen. Of course, Sword Venerable Chu Yanxi will definitely go to the appointment, which is the life and death appointment of the swordsman. It's not a shame for a swordsman to have such a date, it's an absolute honor.
His steps were small and light but fast, and he would soon reach Lingyun Tower. It got darker and darker. He must live in Lingyun Tower tonight, and he must drink good wine and choose the best beauty, no matter how much it costs. Because he himself doesn't know if he himself is still alive at this time tomorrow, he definitely doesn't know. Maybe Sword Venerable Chu Yanxi didn't know either.
The sky was cloudy and gloomy, but he could feel the mood that the sunset was infinitely better, just near dusk.
Sometimes the swordsman's heart is extraordinarily sensitive, which is also one of the advantages of the swordsman.
Zhou Cang quickly walked into Lingyun Tower. Only a hundred meters away, someone came out of the Lingyun Building to fight, just at the door of the Lingyun Tower, and suddenly the door of the Lingyun Building was crowded with people, and there were people watching the duel from the windows of every floor...... The middle-aged swordsman also stopped... Because he knows that he can't get close, as long as he is close, the sword qi hurts people, and a strong enough sword qi can kill people, of course, only a swordsman will understand...
It was a tall and thin middle-aged man, in his early thirties, and he could use: "Hengshui Swordsmanship", which should be Ma Xiaofei, a well-known Taoist descendant in the rivers and lakes.
The other is a woman, Ling Luo, the daughter of Ling Bixue, the leader of the Xingyi League, her "Falling Moon Knife Technique" is really powerful, and Ma Xiaofei has been retreating.
In this day and age, swordsmen worship stronger swordsmen, and women don't care at all. Unless it has something to do with the world's first sect "Xingyi League", it is related to honor and reputation.
Ma Xiaofei is a first-class master in the martial arts, he not only knows "Hengshui swordsmanship" but also knows the mastery of various sects... I just didn't learn the heat. The middle-aged swordsman waited for a long, long time... Because he didn't watch the duel at all, because he didn't care at all...
Chu Yanxi is the one he wants to challenge, they are much worse than Chu Yanxi, he doesn't want to use his sword, he doesn't want to kill innocents, so he waits until this duel is over......
Ma Xiaofei had no choice but to use the "Hengshui Sword Technique" to resist the "Moon Falling Sword Technique". But he couldn't defeat this pretty woman.
No one knew the power of the Xingyi Alliance's "Falling Moon Sword Technique", and I am afraid that even this middle-aged swordsman did not know, because at this moment, at the moment when Ma Xiaofei was dying, all the people watching this duel were frightened. They didn't believe that Ma Xiaofei would lose at all, and he would be defeated in the hands of a woman.
Of course, no one knows that this girl is the daughter of Ling Bixue, the leader of the "Xingyi League", and her name is Lingluo.
Ma Xiaofei is dead, and no one can see the weirdness of this knife technique... I only knew that I was killed by her.
The middle-aged swordsman finally couldn't hold back the silence and glanced at it. He only saw Ma Xiaofei lying motionless on the ground. He didn't want to look at it anymore and didn't dare to look at it again, he couldn't help it, his sword was moving slightly......... But he had to be calm, he didn't move ...
At this moment, everyone was intoxicated by the scene of the duel between Ling Luo and Ma Xiaofei, Ma Xiaofei's body had been lying on the ground for a long time, and finally everyone's eyes were still on Ling Luo, who was strong in martial arts and beautiful as a flower.
Only the middle-aged swordsman has not been paralyzed, everyone is drunk, and only the middle-aged swordsman is awake.
But he didn't dare to look at it squarely, he was afraid that he would be fascinated by her sword skills or her beautiful posture like everyone else.