Ye Shuying rode fast, and his line was more than 20 miles, and he had entered Hongyunling outside Jingzhou City. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, with the panicked cry of thousands of birds, the overwhelming black pressure over the woods fell down - countless birds and finches landed on the branches of the big trees on the side of the road, and then fell, as if frightened by the galloping horses, and there was a long sound of "whoosh", and countless birds rose into the air, like a violent wind sweeping the tide and retreating, circling over the woods, and went north. In the empty woods, there is only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and it is as cold as the mournful music played by the erhu.

Ye Shuying reined in his mount and said secretly: "Strange, could it be that there is something ahead?"

Ye Shuying touched the horse's neck and drove the horse slowly. After walking more than 20 zhang, I saw a white-haired old man in Ge Yi sitting under a big camphor tree in front of me, his eyes half-closed, intoxicated by the erhu rhythm he played.

Ye Shuying tasted the emotion in this music, and I don't know how long it took, the music seemed to melt into the air, and no one could feel exactly where it ended. After a long time, Ye Shuying exhaled a long breath when he looked up to the sky, turned over and dismounted, walked in front of the old man, bowed down, and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the old gentleman, so that the younger generation is fortunate to hear such fairy music." ”

The old man smiled slightly, put away the erhu, narrowed his eyes into two curved arcs, got up and walked slowly out of the woods, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Ye Shuying looked at this strange old man.

The moment he passed by Ye Shuying, the old man's white beard shook slightly: "Yintai Sword, Ye Shuying, not bad, not bad." ”

Ye Shuying hurriedly turned around after hearing this, and said, "Old gentleman...... But in addition to his own mount, there were only barren weeds, dense jungles, and fluttering leaves behind him. It was only half a breath away, and the old man was nowhere to be found, and even the direction he was going could not tell who it was and why he was here.

Ye Shuying didn't think much about it, and looked around, there was indeed no trace of the old man. But behind him, less than a mile away, more than a dozen men were riding in the direction in which he was going. Ye Shuying quickly got on the horse and galloped away.

After walking for another three or four miles, a cool breeze blew in his face, carrying a faint blood, mixed with the smell of grass and wood slurry. Ye Shuying suddenly became vigilant, drove the horse slowly, looked around, and clenched the Yintai sword.

The woods were silent, and a few old eagles hovered overhead, making noisy and annoying noises.

After walking half a mile, the path turned a corner, and a bloody scene came into view, the grass and trees in front of him were broken, and there were more than ten people lying on the ground, and blood stained the ground.

Ye Shuying hurriedly dismounted and stepped forward to check that these people were alive. I saw that these people were dressed in different clothes and used different weapons, but most of them used swords, and the fatal wounds were also very different, some were blurred and scarred, some were stabbed to death by swords through the chest, and there were seven or eight with only a narrow wound on the neck that was more than an inch. Among these people, there are three or four swordsmen who are still somewhat famous in the rivers and lakes, but Ye Shuying knows them.

Ye Shuying probed the breath of everyone on the ground one by one, and finally found a living mouth: this person was about forty years old, with a square face and beard, no less than 20 wounds on his body, a lot of blood, a pale face, dying breath, and even a pulse seemed to be absent.

Ye Shuying clicked a few times near the large wound on his body to stop the bleeding for him, pinched and pressed it in his middle for a while, and when he saw no response, he pressed it a few times on his dumb acupoint, this person suddenly opened his mouth to gasp, a pair of eyelids were slightly raised, and when he saw Ye Shuying holding a sword wrapped in black shark skin in his left hand, he suddenly showed a look of surprise, his eyes were wide open, the whites of his bloodshot eyes seemed to be overflowing with blood, and his right hand was slightly raised in mid-air to hold something, and shouted: "Yintai Sword, haha, Yintai Sword is mine!" The Yintai Sword is finally my ......" He grabbed it a few times with his right hand, and suddenly hung down like a paper kite with a broken thread, but his eyes were still open, but the blood gradually condensed, and it was lifeless in a blink of an eye.

Ye Shuying probed his breath and pulse again, like a deep pool of stagnant water, there was no movement at all, so he could only wipe his palm on his face and tell him to close his eyes.

Ye Shuying looked suspicious, stood up, and said to herself: "Yintai Sword, is it to compete for Yintai Sword? But the silver sword is clearly in my hand, and before I arrived, how could they die......"

Ye Shuying knows the truth of "a good horse with a good saddle, a sword with a hero", the six swords cast by the sword master of the Ge clan swordsmith on Sword King Island, the five swords that were passed to the Central Plains were all given to the top swordsmen in the martial arts, and their descendants were either born into famous families or dragons and phoenixes among the people, but they were humble and famous, and it was inevitable that others would look at them.

Ye Shuying looked at the wounds on those people, her eyes fell on a bloody mark on her neck, and suddenly shouted: "No, someone must still be alive......"

But the woods were quiet, and nothing could be heard except for the occasional sound of the wind and the cries of the eagles in the air, and their own heartbeats and breath.

"Could it be the old man just now?" but he clearly saw that the Yintai Sword was in my hand, but he didn't do anything......

Ye Shuying listened quietly, the more than ten galloping horses behind him were already very close to him, he did not get on the horse and continued to hurry, but led the horses to hide in the dense forest, wanting to see who the first people who chased were who, whether they came for the Yintai Sword or came to seek revenge on him.

After a while, I saw two teams galloping past, and there were fourteen passengers at once, the first two of whom were in their early forties, with very similar faces, tall and mighty, with the same square face and wide mouth and short beard, wearing wide-sleeved robes, carrying long swords on their backs, and heroic spirit.

As soon as Ye Shuying saw these two people, he knew that they were the famous twin brothers of Jingzhou City, "Hou Shuangjie", the elder brother was called Hou Qingyun, and the younger brother was called Hou Qingshan, and it was said that both of them were quite accomplished in swordsmanship.

"Hou's Shuangjie" and the others saw the blood stains and messy grass and trees on the side of the road, stopped and dismounted to investigate, Hou Qingshan said: "Could it be that someone is one step ahead of us and has already succeeded?"

Hou Qingyun glanced at the two behind him and said, "Go over and take a look." Be careful, everyone. The two men behind him turned over and dismounted, examined the corpse in front of him, and said, "There is no living mouth." ”

Hou Qingshan stared ahead, showing a disappointed expression, and said, "We're a step late." If you miss today, it will be difficult to get the Yintai Sword again. ”

Ye Shuying was not surprised when he heard the words "Yintai Sword" again, what puzzled him was why the Yintai Sword was obviously in his hand, and before the others arrived, these people were already fighting each other for the sword?

Ye Shuying was puzzled in his heart, and suddenly there was a soft sound behind him, and a strong wind swept through his ears, and when he was about to turn around, he heard two screams, and the two subordinates sent by the Hou brothers to examine the corpse had fallen into the corpse.

"What people!"

Twelve pairs of eyes looked at Ye Shuying vigilantly, but Ye Shuying felt that what was even more terrifying was the pair of eyes behind him that he couldn't see. I only heard Hou Qingshan laugh and said: "It's really 'stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to find, and it takes no effort to get it'." Little thief, you are killing people here, and you are sneaking up with a hidden weapon, do you still want to hide? Get out of here and die!"

Ye Shuying only felt that the pair of eyes behind him were far away, so he shook his clothes and walked out.

"Is it you, Ye Shuying?" Hou Qingshan smiled contemptuously, and continued: "Hou thought that you died in Feisha Village a year ago, but I didn't expect that your kid had a big life and didn't die. Why, you're here to deliver treasure to me today?"

Ye Shuying said: "There are treasures, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to take them." I would like to ask, how did you know that I was passing through here today?"

Hou Qingshan said: "It has been spread all over the rivers and lakes, and the first thing Ye Shuying did when he reappeared in the rivers and lakes was to find the person who framed him a year ago to take revenge." You are in Feishazhai, so you will naturally go back to Feishazhai to find out what happened back then. ”

Ye Shuying smiled, and sure enough, she couldn't ask anything more valuable. He came back to the rivers and lakes because he had an unfinished mission, and he did not find out what happened in the past and take revenge on it.

Regarding the incident in Feisha Village, he was indeed framed a year ago, made a scapegoat for the murderer behind the scenes and almost lost his life for it, but when he fell, his great revenge had already been avenged for him. Everything that follows is developing with a new beginning as an ideal ending.

As for the purpose of the person who framed him back then, he had already guessed eight or nine. Feishazhai is a sad place for him, if it weren't for the rumors that someone released that he would definitely go to Feishazhai to investigate the events of the year, he really didn't want to step into Feishazhai again, and didn't want to see the person who called him a brother and brother back then, but later stood up to testify against him when he was framed.

Ye Shuying said: "I advise you, stop as soon as possible, don't wade into this troubled water, lest you lose your life in vain." Leave. ”

Hou Qingshan shouted: "I still want to leave after killing someone, no way." As he spoke, he pulled out the long sword with his right hand, slapped his left palm on the horse's back, and then jumped into the air, and the long sword stabbed out towards Ye Shuying.

Ye Shuying knew that they were coming for the Yintai Sword, and he didn't bother to defend himself, his left wrist flipped over, and he opened Hou Qingshan's sword with a sheath.

Hou Qingshan missed a move, and stabbed out several swords one after another. Ye Shuying's figure flickered, avoiding them one by one. When Hou Qingyun stabbed out the sixth sword, a cold light flashed, and with a bang, the long sword in his hand broke in two, and the tip of the sword fell, plunging straight into the dirt.

Ye Shuying's long body was jade, and the Yintai sword had been returned to the sheath.

Hou Qingshan was startled and hurriedly jumped back, but Hou Qingyun clapped his hands and praised: "Good sword, really good sword." ”

Everyone wants to say that the six swords forged by the swordsmith of the Sword King Island Ge clan are all extremely sharp, gold-cut and jade-cut swords, and they really live up to their reputation when they see it today.

Hou Qingyun took off the sword on his body and said, "Second brother, continue." As soon as he raised his hand, he threw it out. Hou Qingshan threw away the half of the sword in his hand, took his brother's sword, and said, "Boy, come again!"

Hou Shuangjie is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his reputation is outstanding, if he does not have real skills, how can he gallop on the rivers and lakes for more than ten years and become famous? Hou Qingshan even believed that it was because he underestimated the power of the Yintai Sword that he had just been cut off. This time, he would not let the two swords collide again this time, but used his fast sword, trying to force Ye Shuying to be at a loss.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten moves passed, but Ye Shuying did not use the sword, but dodged again and again, Hou Qingshan couldn't touch him no matter how he played, and gradually understood that he was by no means Ye Shuying's opponent, and he was secretly anxious in his heart, and said in his heart: "This kid can become the master of the Yintai sword, it is really not simple." The more he fought, the more frustrated he became, he only hated why Ye Shuying didn't pull out his sword, if Ye Shuying drew his sword, he could hit the sword and withdraw when the sword broke, even if he was defeated, he could also give Ye Shuying a name for fighting with a sword and bullying others.

But Ye Shuying didn't bother to draw the sword, he had just drawn the sword to warn, if he drew the sword again, he was afraid that the sword would not be bloodthirsty and would not return to the sheath.

Hou Qingshan couldn't touch him even a little with all his might, and he was embarrassed. Hou Qingyun, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was also a little unable to sit still, he wanted to make a move several times, but he couldn't hold back, even if he attacked him secretly, he really had no certainty of victory. He has been famous for a long time, and if he fails, not only will he never have the chance to get the Yintai Sword again, but his reputation will also be ruined. Unless their brothers join forces to bring Ye Shuying to death, but looking at the current situation, this possibility is very small.

Hou Qingshan was in a dilemma, his sword moves were already a little messy, and he was full of flaws for a while. Where has he been in this situation since he became famous, does Ye Shuying really want to wait until he is exhausted to end this already meaningless battle? But to let him take the initiative to admit defeat and end this fight, to end this operation, he is neither reconciled, nor can he pull this face.

Hou Qingyun couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "Qingshan, don't stop yet, if Ye Shaoxia wants to kill you, I'm afraid you'll have died a dozen times a dozen times." ”

Hearing this, Hou Qingshan drew his sword and jumped out, his forehead covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Ye Shuying didn't look at him, and said lightly: "Farewell." In a flash, he disappeared into the dense forest and disappeared.

Hou Qingyun raised his hand and gestured to the person behind him, and said, "Let's withdraw." ”

Hou Qingshan was still a little unwilling, and said, "Big brother, just forget it?"

Hou Qingyun said: "Then what else? Do you want to take these dozen lives to fail? I have long heard that Ye Shuying will never kill people when he draws his sword for the first time against the same opponent or the same group of enemies, and he will never spare people when he draws his sword for the second time. He's been merciful just now, let's go. ”

Hou Qingshan snorted, walked to the mount stupidly, and turned over on his horse. Ten of his followers had turned their horses' heads around and driven them back to the side of the road, making way for the Hou brothers, and two of them dismounted and went out to carry the bodies of the two dead companions.