Chapter 36: Missed

The Broken Sorrow Sword contrasted with the faint moonlight, and everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes when they looked at this sudden pale sword light.

It's just that the light is so brilliant that it's too dazzling.

The sword fluttered, pulling a wisp of wind, and stabbed forward without hesitation.

This is an extremely perfect sword move.

Again, the beauty of this sword is heartbreaking.

Because anyone in front of this sword will have a feeling of death in their hearts, and they can't even raise the idea of dodging or blocking.

This perfect sword move represents death.

No one can escape death, so no one can survive this sword.

Is that beautiful woman in red going to die?

Will the stunning beauty of the world be dimmed tonight?

People's hearts couldn't help but tighten, no one thought that the dignified immortal sword would shoot a sword against Liang Xue Ji in front of everyone.

He is a peerless swordsman who is famous all over the world, and she is just a weak woman who is very cute.

Why did he have to kill the killer?

The people present, those with superb skills, almost at the same time, jumped up and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

The same is true for She Xiaofeng and Shen Xingzhi, they actually chose to attack Lin Xuan at this moment, preparing to block that sword.

She Xiaofeng's light skills are very strong, if someone is in his position, he will only feel the scenery around him quickly retreating, and he will not stop for half a minute.

This feeling was like a gust of wind blowing, and others could only see a cyan afterimage.

Now.

Lin Xuan was at the forefront with his sword, followed by She Xiaofeng, and behind She Xiaofeng was Shen Xingzhi, and at the end was the talented man who came here to participate in the poetry meeting.

She Xiaofeng's peerless light skill of flying in the air shocked the four, but his heart was gloomy.

He knew in his heart that Lin Xuan's speed was already faster than him, and now he was even more preemptive in making a move, and he was not sure that he could stop the sword he stabbed out before Lin Xuan.

The speed of the Broken Sorrow Sword is like thunder on the ground, so fast that it is terrifying.

The tip of the sword was only one foot away from Liang Xueji's body!

"Don't!"

"No, you can't!"

The roar and the roar were mixed together, and it was the anger of many.

A young man was furious, and his whole body was shaken by the violent internal force.

Liang Xue Ji is an undefiled existence in his heart, and he will never allow anyone to hurt her!

How could a peerless beauty like her die in front of her eyes?

How could I watch her die!

The frost in her heart is half a shadow, if she is gone, probably the spring is also old.

The man lifted his internal force again and accelerated towards Lin Xuan.

The other side.

Lin Xuan's heart was like water, and he didn't care about anyone.

He made up his mind that he wouldn't let go easily.

Here it comes!

In the angry gaze of the people, the tip of the sword stabbed at the flower-like beauty.

The red-clothed fluttering figure broke into the eye.

He was close to her.

Lin Xuan sniffed the charming fragrance on her body, and his thoughts were a little restless.

In his memory, he had never seen such a charming face.

The tall shadow of the other party was reflected on the ground, as slender and delicate as the moonlight.

The cold wind blew from outside the house, rolling up the cold sword light.

Lin Xuan watched quietly, his long hair fluttering, and his eyes faintly showed coldness.

He's going to hit with this sword!

If she sits still, she will die!

The melody stopped.

The lute in her arms spun instantly, blocking in front of the Broken Sorrow Sword.

Bite!

Liang Xueji's figure trembled.

The sword stabbed in the center of the pipa groove, and the four strings rang out in unison, like a cloth tearing, and stopped abruptly.

A hint of blush appeared on her jade-like face, and immediately as if the wind was blowing, her figure moved and floated backwards.

Pipa retained a point of sword momentum, but it couldn't block Lin Xuan's sword.

The lute was torn apart and shattered, and she stepped back.

Because, he is still unstoppable.

That year, that month, the red clothes and black hair. She was pitiful, and retreated again and again.

Finally.

She retreated to the wall, and there was no place to hide in heaven or on earth.

The corners of Liang Xueji's mouth raised a shallow arc.

Before she died, she was not sad or unwilling, but looked at Lin Xuan with a smile.

The smile on the delicate face of jade porcelain was the same as the first time I saw it at that time.

The moonrise is outstanding, and the people are flirtatious.

She stood in the moonlight, looking at Lin Xuan with a light smile.

The two were far away from each other.

The night is slightly cool, and the red skirt keeps fluttering.

Her clothes were blown by the wind and swept softly across Lin Xuan's face.

The moonlight flowed on that beautiful and peerless face, and Lin Xuan's heart actually beat with the puff.

She was dressed in a cold, bewitching red dress, which was really confusing.

This cluster of glittering red broke into Lin Xuan's eyes.

At that moment, he felt that the world had been illuminated a lot.

The ancient beauty sinks into the fish and the geese, laughs at the city, and then laughs at the country, how can she compare with her shallow smile?

Any woman will be ashamed of herself under this stunning flower and moon appearance!

How unfair is this face?

Isn't this amazing?

Lin Xuan sighed lightly, his eyes complicated.

For the rest of your life, I wonder which man you will look back at and smile at?

This face that made Yuehua Xingchen dance was close at hand, and Lin Xuan's Broken Sorrow Sword was also held in his hand.

The tip of his right hand pressed against Liang Xueji's heart, and she was only a fraction of a millimeter away from death.

To kill her, simply stab her forward.

He looked at the other party, his eyes getting cold.

What a red face......

Turn around.

Flick your sleeves.

Tonight's fireworks festival, the sword is out of the ...... After all, it was in vain!

His heart is in turmoil!

This situation and this scene are exactly the same as that day!

At the end of the day, he's been making a fool of himself!

The wind is getting colder.

She looked at Lin Xuan's back and smiled.

He gave up after all! He couldn't stop his charm after all!

Liang Xueji was very surprised by Lin Xuanxiang's actions, but she was very satisfied with the final result.

He was the best in the world in the immortal sword, but in the end he lost to his own appearance.

Maybe.

At that time, the hard-hearted heart was also pretended!

She touched her white and flawless neck.

This place was once scratched by her own hands, and although the wound was healed, she will never forget the pain.

That suffering was also brought by this man!

And today!

"After all, I won ......"

His messy gaze gradually turned cold, and a self-deprecating smile flashed in his eyes. She waved her coat and dusted it away.

Liang Xueji came to Yangzhou for many reasons.

But there is one thing that only she knows.

That is.

She was even more eager to see Lin Xuan.

waited for tonight, as if he had waited for a lifetime, but he waited for his decisive sword.

How could she have imagined that the other party would be so unkind to her?

Even if they weren't friends, even if there was a rift between them, they wouldn't be as tense as they are now.

Who would have thought that the goodbye after a long absence would be a knife drawn against each other?

The premature encounter only created a poignant.

How good it would be if life was only as it first appeared!

The other side.

Sensing that Lin Xuan had withdrawn his sword, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

If he really let him kill Liang Xue Ji today, they are destined to regret it for the rest of their lives.

"It's a long night, why does Lin Gongzi want to make such a joke with us?" A young man stopped in front of Lin Xuan and said coldly.

Seeing this, Shen Xingzhi's eyes gradually became cold.

He clenched his knife and walked over to the man.

"Don't go!"

"Lin Xuan's martial arts are not weaker than yours, he has his own plans for doing this!" She Xiaofeng took his hand and shook his head slowly.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Xuan said twice.

Anyone could see the impatience between his brows.

"Everyone in the world says that the Immortal Sword is the best in the world, and this son wants to test your ability!" the young man said reluctantly.

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Xuan's heart was very chaotic now, and he didn't want to entangle with this person.

The other party looked cold, although there was fear in his eyes, but he was more resentful, he snorted coldly, and said slowly: "I was born in the Liuyun Sword Sect, both civil and military, and when I saw you today, I knew that there were people outside the world." But you did it to Miss Tang, and you violated my taboo, and I will definitely take action against you!"

Lin Xuan frowned, his body trembled imperceptibly, he shook his head, and asked softly, "What do I do with you, what will I do with you?"

The other party's face showed a look of remembrance, his eyes suddenly became gentle, and he said loudly: "After seeing Miss Tang, I swear from the bottom of my heart that I will protect her for the rest of my life!"

"Come back quickly! You are no match for the Immortal Sword at all, why would you lose your life for her?" someone advised.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, he smiled slightly, and then said, "You shouldn't do this!"

The other party drew his sword out of the sheath, and a cold light appeared, and he said coldly: "You know that you are wrong but you are still wrong again and again, haven't you done something similar?"

Most of the people on the side watched this scene in a daze, but more people still admired this guy who came out, and they also wanted to make a move, but in the end they held back, because they couldn't risk their lives.

Someone took a deep look at the young man who made the shot, his face was complicated, and he immediately said softly: "People in the rivers and lakes say that the swordsmanship of the Liuyun Sword Sect is unique in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sword is weird, and there are few sects in the world that can match it. But I think that compared to the swordsmanship of the Immortal Sword, your swordsmanship is like a toy to scare children. Even if you use all your strength, you won't cause the Immortal Sword a little trouble, and you will never hurt him in the slightest. ”

"This person really doesn't know what to do, just raise the immortal sword, why do you still anger this kid?" Someone secretly said in his heart, his face full of doubts.

At this moment, She Xiaofeng was also in a dilemma, he was thinking about whether to take Lin Xuan away to avoid causing a bloody case.

But now it was up to him to decide.

The man lifted his sword and came out, the long sword spun extremely fast in the air, the sword aura was cold, and the sword light spilled out, as if the moon was practicing.

The sword is brilliant and changeable, which makes people feel frightened.

However, no one was worried about his opponents, and everyone was watching him.

Because his opponent is the Immortal Sword, he is a legend who walks on the rivers and lakes.

His sword was about to hit Lin Xuan, but Lin Xuan was motionless and had no intention of dodging.

A breeze burst through the hall, and he felt a light in his hand.

The people around couldn't help but widen their eyes, and their faces showed a look of horror.

Lin Xuan stood still and didn't move, and he was holding a sword in his hand, which was the same sword he had carried with him for decades.

In just a moment's time, Lin Xuan actually took his sword from a long-established swordsman without anyone noticing.

For that person, Lin Xuan took his life with a flick of his fingers, and it was easy.

Submit.

The sword was weighty, shiny all over, and anyone but the blind could see that it was as sharp as clay.

Although Lin Xuan was blind, he had divine sense, and he naturally knew this.

He flicked the blade of the sword with his fingers, his face was gloomy, he sighed softly, and continued: "Good sword!"

"It was made of overseas dark iron for seven days and seven nights, it is a good sword!" The man's tone was extremely melancholy, his face was full of horror, and his voice was also very hoarse, he would never have imagined that Lin Xuan could actually take away his matching sword in an instant.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a section of sword blades fell to the ground one after another, and Lin Xuan only had a bare hilt left in his hand.

The cold wind is biting, blowing in everyone's heart.

There was a chill that came from his bones and went straight to his back.