The soil is soft, the grass is vigorous, and the vines on the slope do not extend here, so although the place is not large, it is also very pleasant to lie down and sleep well. Ye Jihan glanced back at Fan Yichen, and there was a trace of pity in his heart. When will there be no killing in this world? Even if it is a struggle for power and profit, can it be presented in a better way, at least so that the loser can not pay the price of his life? Ye Jihan knew that it was just an unattainable dream, and in reality, he still had to follow the rules of the king of the winners and the death of the losers. This world seems to be filled with countless invisible hands, pushing Ye Jihan forward, and even more often, Ye Jihan feels like those invisible puppets in their hands, being manipulated by them at will.

Are these invisible hands the so-called fate?

In less than 100 steps, you need to go uphill, Ye Yuhan did not stop, he flew quickly, and the whole person was like a ghost, floating in the mountains and forests. As soon as he reached the third hillside, Ye Jihan stopped, because at the bottom of the slope, there was a person sitting there, a woman in black, with a knife in front of her, exactly the same as Fan Yichen's knife.

The woman's eyebrows were smiling, her black clothes made her skin more milky and delicate, and her bright eyes were full of spring for a while, and cold for a while.

"Ye Jihan?" I have to admit that her voice is very good, gentle and evousive.

"Are you just here to ambush me?" Ye Ji was puzzled, plus the one-eyed man and Fan Yichen, the three of them were not weak in kung fu, why didn't they besiege themselves together, there was still a slight chance of winning.

The woman in black said disdainfully: "Do you really think that everyone wants to kill you? ”

"Oh?" Ye Yuhan's face was slightly hot, and he also felt that what the woman in black said was reasonable.

The black-clothed figure is very well-proportioned, her legs are still exposed, slender and fair, she walked towards Ye Jihan: "Ye Jihan is famous all over the world, even if we have great courage, we know that we are not your opponents." ”

"Have we met?" Ye Jihan hesitated slightly, trying his best to search for the image of the woman in front of him, without the slightest impression.

"Who in the world doesn't know you? The woman in black had already walked in front of her, and her left hand was on Ye Yuhan's shoulder.

The woman in black was as angry as a lan, Ye Jihan couldn't help but feel flurry, but he didn't dare to get too close to her, so he hurriedly took two steps back and said, "So, when I saw that it was me, I killed my companion, what was the purpose of concealing something?"

The woman in black withdrew her hand and giggled: "I have long looked at these two pieces of waste unpleasantly, and if I provoke you, I have a reason to do it, I wanted to do things without leaving a name, but I was still discovered by you." ”

Ye Yu snorted coldly: "Fan Yichen's sword technique is unique, and the knife you use is exactly the same as his, could it be his apprentice?"

The woman in black turned her head to look at the knife behind her, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, but it was fleeting. She is indeed Fan Yichen's apprentice, but she is just a mentor, and the reason why Fan Yichen is willing to accept her is because she takes a fancy to her beauty, the two say that they are masters and apprentices, but rather that the woman in black learned Fan Yichen's ghost holy knife at the cost of her body.

"Yes, I, Luo Ning, am Fan Yichen's apprentice. The sourness in his words was obvious, and although Ye Jihan felt that there was something hidden, he didn't think much about it.

"The crime of killing a teacher is not trivial. ”

Luo Ning sneered: "Ye Jihan, I killed not only the master, but also the senior brother." ”

Ye Jihan's sense of disgust suddenly grew, and he said, "I advise you to quickly tell who instructed you to come here." ”

Luo Ning laughed even harder: "I don't say that you still want to kill me?"

"Then don't blame me!" Ye Jihan's palms burst out, and the speed was so fast that Luo Ning couldn't see it clearly.

Although Ye Jihan's moves are fast, he doesn't want the other party to be a killer in his heart, so his strength is also very restrained, and it can almost be said that he stops at the point. Luo Ning was forced to be a little helpless by Ye Jihan's sudden attack, and his defense was disorganized. Basically, when the empty door on the left was wide open and the palm wind attacked, Luo Ning withdrew to protect it, but the palm wind turned to the right, and after a while, it was the back, and then the front, and the cycle continued, making Luo Ning retreat again and again, but after dozens of moves, Luo Ning also saw that Ye Jihan didn't want to kill himself, and laughed secretly in his heart, so he simply retreated again and again, ready to retreat to the side of the knife, and then counterattack after getting the weapon.

Ye Jihan saw her thoughts, pretended not to know, or forced Luo Ning back with his palm power, he really wanted to see the ghost saint sword technique, he wanted to see how this sword technique was integrated into his sword technique by Liang Ruofeng.

The cold air is pressing, the knife has been held by Luo Ning in her hand, at this time, she is no longer a graceful woman, but a swordsman with a cold face and a colder heart. It is rare for women to make knives in the rivers and lakes, especially if the knife skills can reach a certain height.

Luo Ning smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems that you are really easy to show mercy to women, so I can rest assured." ”

There seemed to be something flowing in Ye Jihan's heart, like blood, and like an uncontrollable force. This feeling seems to be a kind of torture, and it seems to be a kind of sharpening of his self-control, Ye Jihan suddenly remembered that he also had this feeling when the Lu's Qianzhuang branch was killing that day, of course, it was accompanied by a desire to see blood. Ye Jihan was a little embarrassed, he felt that there was a beast living in his body, which would break through the limitations of his body and kill in all directions.

Luo Ning rose horizontally and slashed at his waist, Ye Yuhan hurriedly shifted his thoughts to the connection between the Ghost Saint Sword Technique and the Liang Ruofeng Sword Technique, and lightly stepped on the blade of the knife with his toes. Luo Ning's wrist flipped, and Ye Jihan used his toes hard to land behind Luo Ning.

Luo Ning waved the knife with his backhand, and the knife qi was like a wave, roaring. Ye Jihan secretly praised, his right hand slashed out of the void, and an air knife jumped out. Although Luo Ning had seen the externalization of his skills, he was still envious of Ye Jihan's perfect technique, but because of the positions of both the enemy and us, he was also angry in his envy. At the moment, the eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the knife qi and knife light poured out like a mountain class. Steady as a mountain stone, it is the essence of the Ghost Saint Sword Technique, Luo Ning sneered in his heart, see if your qi knife is powerful, or my real knife is powerful.

The dense and heavy Ghost Saint Sword Technique seems to have nothing to do with the good sword technique. The sword technique is accurate, and the sword technique is fast, but Ye Yuhan did see that some good and good wind borrowed from the ghost saint knife technique, that is, the ghost saint sword technique is changeable and impeccable, and the sword technique of the good wind is fast, and under all kinds of changes, he will strive to be flawless, so that the sword technique can be perfect and perfect. This may also be the situation that Liang Ruofeng wants to achieve as a person, and a person's attitude towards martial arts is often also his attitude towards life.

No matter what era in this world, there is no shortage of people who pursue perfection, and in order to achieve the good in the ideal realm, they do not hesitate to spend countless experiences and time, and there is no value or worthlessness. This pursuit of perfection makes these people feel at ease, and it can be regarded as a kind of enjoyment for them.

But is there really a perfect thing or person in this world?

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