The cold wind as cold as a knife blew down a dead leaf from a tree covered in thick snow clothes, and the dead leaf fell silently on the snow and was stepped into the snow under Li Tianxia's feet.

He rushed towards Su Han Mountain.

Su Hanshan, who stood up with Mozi Chunqiu, had a buzzing mind, blood hung on the corners of his mouth, and even his vision began to appear.

His back hurt, his head hurt even more, and he felt dizzy when he barely stood up.

Fortunately, Li Tianxia arrived in time to help, and asked with concern, "How is it." ”

Su Hanshan's sword eyebrows were deep, and his face was painful, but he still waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Xu Du, a veteran who had crawled through the pile of dead people, walked into the distance and picked up the broken knife. He grabbed a handful of snow and wiped the blood rust on the blade of his sword.

Xu Du looked at Li Tianxia for the first time and said, "One hundred taels." ”

He asked for a hundred taels.

In the battle with Su Hanshan, he obviously only hit two hits, and according to the agreement, it should be ten taels of silver, but he still asked for one hundred taels. Xu Du thought that if it wasn't for the other party's involvement, it would be no difficult to make up a hundred taels with dozens of punches.

Now that he is free from the pain of flesh and skin, he has suffered less sins, and he has been merciful.

Looking at Su Hanshan's injury, Li Tianxia couldn't bear it, and retreated, and returned the hundred taels of silver tickets with great impatience: "Take it, take it!"

Su Hanshan clenched his teeth: "I can hold on for a while." ”

Li Tianxia said: "There is no need to feel sorry for the silver. ”

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the formation of seventeen Buddha bone prayer beads in the center of his eyebrows loomed. Su Hanshan, whose spirit was shaken and his head ached like a tear, frowned and looked at Xu Du, who was folding the silver ticket in his hand: "The silver belongs to you, but I still have a knife." ”

Stuffing the silver ticket into his arms, Xu Du said: "It's not impossible for the son to make a knife, but this one has already been revealed, and if you compare it, you will count it separately, and you will have ten taels of silver in one punch." ”

The stubborn Su Hanshan pushed Li Tianxia away, panting and said, "Just bet ten taels of silver!"

Li Tianxia stood aside and felt helpless.

Su Hanshan has rarely been stubborn since he was a child, but once he gets serious and decides to do something, this guy is a stubborn temper that no one will listen to.

......

In the fifteenth year of Hanshan Temple, Su Hanshan, who has few illnesses except for congenital hidden diseases, is in a very bad state at the moment. Everything in front of him was shaking, like a drunk man, looking like he would fall down at any time, which made people suspenseful.

He endured.

Holding Mozi Chunqiu, he gradually adjusted his breathing, insisting on really making a knife before he fell, a hell knife.

After ten breaths, the true qi in his body moved and condensed at will, and then released it outward. The outgoing true qi poured into Mozi's Spring and Autumn Sword Body along his arm, lingering and circling.

So the inexplicable hot wind arose from the black ink-like sword body, and the scorching temperature was like a fire from hell, and the snow on the ground around the Mozi Sword melted silently.

......

After earning a hundred taels of silver, Xu Du, who became more and more greedy, swept his hand and broke the knife, and he leaned over slightly to make a sprint. The soles of his feet are pressed against the snow, and he is also accumulating strength and true qi.

Fang Cai fought against Su Hanshan, and with his rich experience in battlefield fighting, he naturally saw the strengths and weaknesses of his opponent.

Whether it was in terms of the amount of true qi or the sophistication of the martial arts, Xu Du believed that he had no advantage. He is good at fighting in battle, and what his opponent lacks the most is actual combat experience.

That's why he used a galloping attack method to overcome the enemy's shortcomings with his own strengths, leaving no room for Su Hanshan to think about how to deal with them.

He believed that the sword that the other party was obsessed with was extraordinary, and perhaps it was not a martial arts dual realm cultivation that could be matched.

He was even more convinced that this knife would kill him.

His life has always been hard.

......

Dressed in a nocturnal brocade robe, Su Hanshan finally raised his head, pulled Mozi Chunqiu out of the snow, and then swung his arm and drew a circle in the direction of the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.

The remnants of the circular sword light flickered endlessly.

When the flickering round head and tail of the sword shadow closed, Su Hanshan held the sword with both hands like a knife, raised it high above his head and slashed forward.

Mozi's Spring and Autumn Sword rose wildly, and the sword was like a heavenly sword slashing down.

Xu Du, who was about to rush, raised his head and looked frightened, and this knife came head-on, making him frightened.

He did not give in and wait for the verdict.

He knew very well that the two armies faced each other and retreated from the battle. Only with the light of the sword against the shadow of the sword, can there be a glimmer of life. So he put the sword on top of his head, and the posture was as if when he cut down the second knife, Su Hanshan's horizontal sword blocked it.

He was luckier than Su Hanshan, because before him, Liu Xuance, the master of Qingfeng Village, who was dressed as a scholar, took the lead in resisting Su Hanshan's ten-zhang sword.

Liu Xuance is like a Buddha, with his palms wrapped around his true qi on the top of his head, and between the two palms is the scorching ten-zhang sword.

"The owner of the village. "Xu Du's Adam's apple rolls.

This knife, even if he took it head-on, he would definitely not be unscathed, and it was very likely to end up crippled or even killed.

It was the owner of the village, and Liu Xuance saved his life.

"The owner of the village. ”

"Big Boss ......"

The brothers in front of the Qingfeng Village began to be restless and rushed forward.

The second master who sat firmly in the second position and also cultivated in the fourth level of the martial arts realm was even blocked behind Su Hanshan and Li Tianxia, his true anger overflowed, and his face was not good.

Looking at this situation, it is a fantasy for the two of them to get out unharmed.

......

Su Hanshan's state is not very stable.

This sword is comparable to the Abi Hell cultivated in the Fourfold Realm of Martial Dao, and its power is extraordinary, but it also consumes too much mind.

Although there was an endless supply of true qi from the Taixuan Sutra, the sharp pain in the center of his eyebrows made it impossible for him to concentrate.

Cold sweat flowed down his cheeks that were getting paler and paler, but it only lasted for a few breaths, and the ten-zhang sword suddenly dissipated, his legs became weak, and Su Hanshan collapsed.

Seeing this, Li Tianxia stepped forward, held it in his arms, shook Su Hanshan's head, and looked anxious: "Little monk, little monk......"

Liu Xuance, a middle-aged scholar who commanded nearly 100 bandits and horse bandits, stood with his hands behind him.

A feather fan is inserted around the waist.

He looked at Su Hanshan and Li Tianxia, the two strange young men, and then looked away, falling on the second master who blocked the retreat of the two, and shook his head imperceptibly.

The short-tempered second master was unwilling, but he still didn't dare to disobey the orders of the owner of the village.

He retreated.

Walking up to Liu Xuance and wanting to say something, the pair of tiger eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the hands of the village owner behind him, and swallowed the words back in shock.

He saw that the owner's hands were trembling unconsciously......

Li Tianxia was no longer able to wake up Su Hanshan.

The top priority is to send him back to Meiyuan for diagnosis and treatment as soon as possible, the congenital hidden disease is recidiving, it can be big or small, he didn't dare to have any delay, and hurriedly picked up the unconscious Su Hanshan, picked up the Mozi Spring and Autumn Sword, and glanced at Liu Xuance: "We will come again to ask for advice." ”

Liu Xuance breathed a long sigh of relief: "Please." ”

Seeing Li Tianxia's figure disappearing at the end of the night with Su Hanshan on his back, and after closing his eyes and perceiving that the terrifying aura hidden in the dark also disappeared, Liu Xuance, the owner of Qingfeng Village, dismissed everyone.

The second master, Zhao Hanting, wanted to step forward to ask the owner of the village about the injury of the knife, but Liu Xuance didn't have any intention to speak, and silently returned to the village with a group of brothers.