(I'm sorry to say that the Internet was cut off for two days over the weekend, and I tried various methods but couldn't fix it, but today I finally connected to the Internet and apologized to everyone.) ）

The night is like water, and the plants and trees are silent.

There was a hoarse hiss in the wind, recalling the rain that was about to fall in Jiangning Mansion that year.

In the humid and somewhat depressing atmosphere, Duan Hunttian stacked a move to break the sky with a three-hundred-style Duan family knife, and in front of everyone's eyes, he killed Yin Fengxiao, who was thousands of miles away from Lingshan and came to seek revenge against Zhao Wu'an.

Soon after that, Zhao Wu'an went to Xuanwu Lake and faced this swordsman with congenital meridian deficiencies for the first time.

Tonight it's the second time.

It's just that since the end of the battle of Xuanwu Lake, Duan Hunttian has gone against the sky in the desperate situation of life and death outside Fuzhou City, communicating with the heavenly thunder with the seven veins in his body, and advancing to the realm of Yipin, and since then he has overlooked the common people.

And Zhao Wu'an, on the top of Dengyun Tower, fought to the death with Duyun on behalf of the building, and then faced nearly 10,000 Song troops for three hours with one person. Although he has to blindly penetrate the heavenly roots in Duxiu Village, his cultivation is not much improved.

In the first battle, Zhao Wu'an won half of the pay, but Duan Hunttian couldn't calculate it, he would win the second victory in a row.

Not to mention the current situation. Zhao Wu'an was stabbed by him, and half of his body was already so paralyzed that he couldn't move, while Duan Hunt Tian was still in the first-grade realm, and his own strength reached heaven and earth, and he could even feel the exhaustion of Zhao Wu'an's Luo Shen qi that had been hidden in the box all along.

On this basis, Duan Hunttian tried to shield the sword intent of Naluo God with his own strength. Even he didn't expect that this move would have such a miraculous effect.

Until now, Hu Buxi, who was only a few dozen miles away from Zhao Wu'an, had not appeared for a long time. Although Zhao Wu'an was lucky enough to escape from their encirclement, he was stopped by Duan Hunttian here.

Fight to the death.

When he made his first move at dusk, Duan Hunttian wanted to fight quickly, but he didn't want Zhao Wu'an to die unclear, so when he started, he still hesitated a little after all, the knife that should have been slashed straight at Zhao Wu'an's neck was slightly off-line and slashed on his neck.

This time, the same mistake must not be made again.

Duan Hunttian's knife was really as fast as lightning, but Zhao Wu'an was not far behind.

In a desperate situation, Zhao Wu'an's mind was still as clear as an abacus. He had expected that Duan Hunting Heaven was nearby, and the Su curtain that seemed to be missed, in fact, had never been out of Zhao Wu'an's control, and now when he got up in an instant, he was like a wild dragon, attacking straight at Duan Hunting's back.

Before the falling sword light fell in front of Zhao Wu'an's eyes, Duan Hunttian heard the sword roar coming from behind him, and a pair of originally resolute and deep pupils were as full as the moon in an instant.

Since entering the first-grade realm, Duan Hunttian's sword path has been very different from before, and the original tactics of delaying and desperating have been completely abandoned, and have been turned into a strong attack that kills people's lives. At first glance, it is indeed difficult to resist.

However, Zhao Wu'an had personally watched Duan Hunttian enter that realm, and the things that many people didn't understand seemed like a mirror to him. The sharper Duan Hunttian's forward knife became, the more fragile his seemingly strong back became.

There is no invincible world in this world, but it is just the result of a trade-off.

Su Mu covered his sword like a rainbow, poking out a ripple of blood on Duan Hunttian's back.

At the same time, Zhao Wu'an, who was leaning against the trunk of the tree, suddenly developed a force out of nowhere, and actually pressed the ground alive and supported half of his body.

The blade narrowly grazed Zhao Wu'an's cheek, cutting off a few strands of his hair.

Zhao Wu'an's eyes splashed in all directions, and a low cry came out of his mouth, the green tendons on the back of his hand holding the root of the tree burst out, the white clothes danced violently, and the whole person swirled behind the tree.

The heavy silver-backed knife slammed into a tree root, and the old knotted roots were cut off one by one. The wind was blowing around, and the hems of Duan Hunttian and Zhao Wu'an's clothes were flying.

One move has passed, and the victory or defeat is even more undecided.

Duan Hunttian raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Wu'an behind the tree.

He and Zhao Wu'an were only separated by less than two feet, and if he got up at this time and took a knife, he could instantly cut Zhao Wu'an, who had no strength left, in half.

But at this time, the Su curtain that was tattooed on his back seemed to be hinting at something. Duan Hunttian was really very skeptical that Zhao Wu'an still had many such tricks hidden.

"You, didn't you do your best?"

In just one sentence, it was only six words, but it had almost cost Zhao Wu's security department's strength. When he finished speaking, he was covered in cold sweat, and his hand grasping the bark of the tree trembled uncontrollably.

Duan Hunttian was stunned, didn't say a word, and raised the knife with both hands again, looking serious.

Seeing that Duan Hunttian didn't have any thoughts of putting down his knife and talking well, Zhao Wu'an had to smile bitterly.

He knew that there were some things he didn't want to say, but at this time, in order to save his life, he had to say it.

"As early as outside Fuzhou City, even if you enter a product, if it weren't for the poppy beauty coming to the first sword, how could you kill Xu Yanchen?

Duan Jiatian was stunned when he heard this.

Separated by half of the tree trunk, Zhao Wu'an stared at his eyes: "There are many unrighteous names in the rivers and lakes, and I have heard that you slaughtered Duxiu Village, but I always believe that you are a chivalrous man." ”

Duan Hunttian's eyes showed a slight look of amazement, but he still held the knife tightly, and said in a deep voice: "If you can slash the Lord of Luo Yi Pavilion and avenge your best friend, you will be scolded by the entire rivers and lakes, and Duan Hunttian has no regrets in this life." ”

"How are you going to slash the Luo Yi Pavilion Master?" Zhao Wu'an asked.

Duan Hunttian didn't answer, and suddenly gathered his strength. With a soft pop, Su Musha, who had pierced his back, was shot away by him.

"It's to tell you, and it's fine. Duan had already reached an agreement with the Nie family with the body of a master of this product. As long as I kill Zhao Jushi, they will hand over the Lord of Luo Yi Pavilion to me. ”

Duan Hunttian paused, as if he was afraid that Zhao Wu'an would not believe it, and added, "All of this is presided over by a senior who is very respected by both the Nie family and Luo Yige. Helping Nie step on Luo Yi was also the senior's idea, and I don't need to worry about what the Nie family will do in it. ”

"But you're obviously hosting things for the pavilion. Zhao Wu'an's voice was hoarse.

Duan Hunttian shook his head and said, "That's not the Lord of Luo Yi Pavilion himself. It's just a trap set by the Nie family in order to confuse you. The real Luo Yi Pavilion Lord is definitely not here at this moment. ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned, and for the second time since he encountered Duan Hunttian tonight, there was a look of shock in his eyes, but it was mixed with a bit of sudden realization: "What did you say...... But it's all true?"

Duan Hunttian reacted at this time, and he said too many things that he shouldn't tell Zhao Wu'an.

So he raised his knife high again, and said with a solemn expression: "The rivers and lakes are faithful, that is, they are one and the same." Others may have people who disobey the yang and the yin, and Duan Hunttian has always thought that he despised it. Now that the Nie family has been promised, and Zhao Wu'an's life is exchanged for the life of the Luo Yige master, there is only one way to choose from that section. Zhao Jushi, offended. ”

As he spoke, the long knife in his hand slowly slashed down at the tree. Although the movements were not fast, the purple qi entwined by the fine qi on the blade was almost so dense that it was discernible to the naked eye.

"Wait!"

Zhao Wu'an suddenly jumped backwards, and happened to dodge Duan Hunttian's seemingly careless knife.

The giant tree of dozens of feet suddenly turned in half under this knife, and a huge black shadow fell to both sides. Zhao Wu'an hid his sleeves from the flying sand and stones, and couldn't stop coughing.

"Duan Hunttian, why don't you calculate this account. ”

After saying this sentence as if he hated iron, Zhao Wuan coughed violently twice. There was scarlet blood on the side of his mouth, but he erased it carelessly.

"Hu Buxi will follow my Luo Shen sword qi and find me. Zhao Wu'an paused word by word, and said with difficulty, "You may be able to shield this sword qi, but if I die, Hu Buxi will definitely be full of demons, and it will be impossible to wield such an unbridled sword technique." ”

Zhao Wu'an stared at Duan Hunttian, who was standing with a knife in the smoke, and said word by word: "If you kill me, you will be equivalent to killing Hu Buxi." The long-cherished wish to compete with the world's first swordsman will not come true. ”

After the smoke and dust, the first-class swordsman who was passed on by everyone in the world hesitated for a long time.

Zhao Wu'an knew that he was hesitating, but he could probably guess the result of Duan Hunttian's hesitation.

Sure enough, after a period of silence that was not too short, Duan Huntian slowly spoke: "My long-cherished wish in this life is indeed to compete with Hu Buxi...... But if the revenge is not avenged, what face will Hunt Tian have to see Ling Zhixiao under Jiuquan?"

The resolute swordsman once again clenched the knife in his hand.

"Zhao Jushi, with a few less calculations, you may be able to die more simply. ”

Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly: "I don't want to die like this. There's so much more to do. ”

As if he hadn't heard, Duan Hunttian swung out the sharp long knife in his hand again, slashing straight towards Zhao Wu'an, and the white-clothed layman who had no way to retreat could only raise his hands to resist.

A flash of sword light flashed, and the fragile white clothes broke like a piece of paper under the strength of Duan Hunttian's knife, and Zhao Wu'an flew back with a bang, his body slammed into a tree behind him, and a bloody arrow spurted out of his mouth.

As the sleeves of the robe were cut off by Duan Hunttian's knife, a roll of paper also slipped out of Zhao Wu'an's sleeve and floated back to Duan Hunttian with the wind.

Duan Hunttian was stunned for a moment: "This is ......"

It was a very ordinary piece of paper, because it had been hidden in Zhao Wu'an's sleeve, stained with sweat, and it looked quite old. But what really surprised Duan Hunttian was not the piece of paper, but the handwriting on the paper.

For more than a year, he traveled north and south, and no matter where he went, Duan Jiatian carried a piece of paper with him. There was an insipid prescription on the paper, but it could heal the scars left by the night he entered the Yipin realm.

Because of the difficulty of recovering from serious injuries, coupled with the fatigue of traveling all the way, there is rarely a time to stop. Therefore, whenever he had free time, Duan Hunttian would often go to the pharmacy to grab medicine according to the prescription on the paper to recuperate his remnants.

And the handwriting on the prescription was extremely similar to the one that slipped out of Zhao Wu'an's sleeve.

Taking advantage of Duan Hunttian's daze, Zhao Wuan supported the ground with his hands and slowly stood up.

Unarmed to take the next three knives, he is still alive.

"Duan Hunttian, this is the name of the old man who saved you. You took the medicine that day and left, and I got his name for you, so that one day I would repay you for saving your life. ”

Under the dark night, Zhao Wu'an was covered in bruises, and his white clothes had already been wrinkled. It's just that the eyes that have seen the enmity and hatred in this world are still clear and shining.

"Duan Hunttian, people can't only have hatred and no kindness when they live. Zhao Wu'an said word by word.

Duan Hunttian was stunned for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the piece of paper that was flying in the air.

"Enmity, and say it with a knife. He replied lightly.

"You don't understand. Zhao Wu'an shook his head seriously, "Enter the Nie family, your decision is very wrong. You are what you are now, and Hu Buxi will never spare you. ”

"Wouldn't that be just right?"

"Not at all. I never thought that Hu Buxi was an opponent who could deal with it casually. Zhao Wu'an straightened up, looked at Duan Hunttian solemnly, and said coldly: "Killing me will not benefit you." As for what you said about the Lord of the Luo Yi Pavilion......"

Duan Hunttian frowned.

"I can kill too. ”