"Do you have a dream in this life?"

The young man in luxurious clothes shook the cup in his hand and lowered his eyebrows.

On the desolate ancient road, in a dilapidated ancient pavilion, the black-clothed swordsman was stunned when he heard this.

I don't seem to have thought about it.

Behind him, the young man holding the lamp in his hand laughed and said, "I, ah, want to clear this world." Even if you can't sacrifice your life for the country, you can do something for this common people in your own way. ”

"That's a good idea. The black-clothed swordsman praised, "You are the owner of Jiangnan Silk Village, although it is difficult to enter the official career, but with your financial resources and knowledge, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself in the rivers and lakes." It is also possible to realize this ambition. ”

"Spare me. It's okay to change the cup with you Jianghu heroes, if you really want me to go south and north for the people of the world, I Xie Hui can't stand it. The young man waved his hand and laughed.

The black-clothed swordsman smiled lightly when he heard this: "Why not? In my opinion, you have this will. ”

Xie Hui was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the back of the black-clothed swordsman, and said lightly: "Everything is difficult in troubled times, but you are not as indifferent and ruthless as the rivers and lakes say. ”

"Really?" the black-clad swordsman shook his head with a wry smile.

"Didn't you give this sword a name?" Xie Hui looked at the two-palm-wide giant sword on his back, "I have an idea." This place is close to Luoshui, Cao Zijian was here to witness Luoshen out of the water, a moment of admiration, leaving a masterpiece through the ages. You haven't read much, but you can often tell big things, and you should give your saber an elegant name. ”

"What do you want to call it?" asked the black-clad swordsman.

Xie Hui smiled slightly, and said with his eyes: "Luo Shenfu." ”

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Roselle Fu.

The swordsmanship of that person in the past is now blooming again in front of his dying old self.

Just as it shook the past and the present 70 years ago, the heavens and the earth were eclipsed.

The complicated sword shadow shrouded the entire hall, even though Zhao Wu'an only had a pulsatilla by his side, his momentum was not inferior to the six swords at all, and under the siege of six black-clothed people, he did not show any decadence.

If the sword whistle does not sound, it will be accompanied by the ups and downs of blood light.

Zhao Wu'an was as dexterous as a flying magpie dodging the attacks of the Black Cloud Society's armor characters, and even if he was forced to a dead end where there was no way out, he could use the Luo Shen sword box to force a gap.

And most of the time, it was he who commanded the pulsatilla hanging in the air, galloping back and forth, disrupting the invulnerable coordination of those men.

When the pulsatilla was too far away and there were no weapons around him, Zhao Wu'an would control his qi and leave his body, forming a five-foot giant sword woven of white mist in the palm of his hand, and sometimes even two swords together, using the air sword to slash those well-crafted weapons without falling behind.

And the sword shadow that surrounded him became more and more like a physical entity. The shadows of the white mist flew back and forth, half virtual and half real, and the sword qi that forced the face made it impossible not to deal with it seriously.

Although he was bare-handed, he seemed to be carrying more than a thousand sword soldiers, and his eyebrows were angry.

Although his appearance is completely different, he does have the shadow of Luo Jianqi seventy years ago.

Like that, the six swords came out together, and the majesty and grandeur of King Ming's incarnation.

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"Six swords in unison?"

"Just an idea. ”

Under the grand sunshine, a long straw mat was spread out, and the black-clothed swordsman stretched out his hand from afar to control the six swords lying on the long mat.

In front of the straw mat, there were several men and women in different costumes, all with a suspicious look, looking at the six swords quietly on the straw mat.

Xie Hui hid in a corner of the courtyard far away, and moved a large stone mill as a shield, and sat behind the stone mill with great interest.

Jiang Ruhai took a sip: "How can you still be like this!"

"Leave him alone, it's always been like this. Yan Daohuo snorted and wrapped the Taoist robe on his body, "You can't act, but hurry up." ”

The black-clothed swordsman smiled and said, "Got it." "The air is out of the body.

Li Jingmo rubbed his chin and carefully observed the six swords of different sizes slowly leaving the ground under the control of the qi engine, thoughtfully. Beside him, Wu Jiuhao, who couldn't do without the wine jug in his hand, was drunk and hazy, and his brows were crooked.

Above the small building, Su Changdi, who was sitting alone away from the crowd, stretched out his hand and pressed on the lyre, his eyebrows were full of concentration.

"How's it going?" asked the black-clad swordsman.

Yan Daohuo shook his head: "No, no, it's too reluctant! If it's a little more elegant, I'll reluctantly admit that you have my help in this sword." ”

Jiang Zhuhai said earnestly: "Lao Tzu thinks it's okay." It's just that the strength is sufficient, and now with this reluctant appearance, I'm afraid I can't even put wood into it. ”

The black-clothed swordsman withdrew the qi attached to the sword, scratched his head, and grinned, "Thank you very much." Today, Xie Hui invited everyone to dinner. ”

Li Jing laughed out loud when he heard this: "It's not him who invites you one day." ”

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Xie Hui, who jumped out of the back of the stone mill, pouted, and pretended to say: "If you just eat white food and don't work, I won't be invited." ”

As he spoke, he took out two pieces of silver from his waist.

"Let's eat!" Yan Daohuo jumped up and pressed on Xie Hui's spine without grace.

"Come down, come down, it's painful for me!" Xie Hui urged with a dark face.

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Pain.

I can't remember how many years I haven't felt like this. has been indifferently watching the flesh and blood splash in front of him, and one death after another, Xie Hui's heart has no mercy.

That's how it should be. They watched the man die in front of them, and there was no guilt in their hearts.

There are no different people in this world, and they should pay for these sins with their lives.

Xie Hui looked at it coldly, and Zhao Wu'an, who was fighting endlessly, was finally injured. A short dagger that had been thrown out in secret was not stopped by the ubiquitous sharp sword shadow, and stabbed straight into his left arm.

Once there is a gap in the 100-mile causeway, it will only festering faster and faster.

Xie Hui watched coldly as Zhao Wu'an pulled out the dagger from the wound, threw it into the darkness behind him, and fought again.

He can't hold on.

The subordinates under his command were only one-fifth of the dispatch, and they were not the strongest, and the rest were still silently guarding him like stone sculptures.

Even though Zhao Wu'an had the strength to rely on his rank to suppress, he seriously injured and even killed two or three of them.

But he didn't live to the end.

Just like the sword god at the beginning, he broke through the interception of the three hundred army like a meteor, and finally fell to his knees outside the city of the remnant sun.

That's just the way things are, without exception.

"That's the case, Zhao Wu'an, what are you still insisting on?"

Xie Hui asked coldly.

"Knowing that there is no life, knowing that hitting a stone with an egg, knowing that he is taking a life in vain. You are still fighting for a long time. Don't think that until now, I didn't dare to kill you. ”

Yan Dao died alive, Yuwen Gu hung to death, and Dongfang Lian Mo was defeated.

I am the only one who has the final say in this Jianghu, and now you can no longer find a gap in the mixture of forces from all sides, and survive for a long time.

He frowned, remembering the night Yuwen died alone.

Actually, it was just last night.

"Why bother?" he asked, raising his voice.

There was a loud bang from the Luo Shen sword box, and Zhao Wu'an repelled the three black-clothed men who approached him, and at the same time waved his sleeves back, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Wuan did not answer.

He just jumped up again, condensed a five-foot qi sword in his palm, and swept forward.

The dense sword shadows cut through the black clothes of several of the servants, but there were still people who dodged the attack and slid close to the ground, and the carp stood up stiffly, and swung its knife to wipe Zhao Wu'an's neck.

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the hand holding the knife directly, and his five fingers suddenly exerted force, and he heard a crisp sound of bone joints.

The pulsatilla spun around and pierced the black-clad servant's chest. Zhao Wu'an's face remained unchanged, and he threw the corpse forward with all his strength, blocking the few black-clothed people who rushed over.

However, the remaining two kept walking. The talented companion was immediately cut into three pieces by their sword light.

The subordinates under Xie Hui, how can there be a person in the second-grade realm. Rao is Zhao Wu'an, and it is extremely difficult to deal with the attacks of these people.

These three people are not easy to say, their strength is not high, just relying on seamless cooperation to launch an attack and kill, Zhao Wuan can also be regarded as a quick response, and he has been able to turn danger into a disaster.

But the other people around Xie Hui are not very easy to say.

The black-robed man with a sleek, yellow-faced man, was trapped in a wide black robe, revealing only a pair of thin hands.

A sturdy man who looked to weigh three hundred pounds, nine feet tall, and was wrapped in black, he still couldn't stop his hard and strong body like Mount Tai under him.

The figure is hidden under the black clothes, holding the sword in his backhand, and his eyes are like a ghostly man.

Numerous.

Zhao Wu'an took a breath in a hurry. The enemies in this hall were really more tricky than he had imagined. Even though the Black Cloud Society had just entered Tangjiabao, many locations needed to be guarded, and they did not relax the sanitation around Xie Hui because of this.

In addition to the three who were obviously the most tricky, there were four people who were extremely close to Xie Hui, lined up on both sides, and their bodies were very similar, but their swords were very different.

This is obviously a group of four people who are proficient in the art of encirclement and hunting, and different blades can best disturb the enemy's judgment, and when the battle array comes out, they exchange positions with each other, or simply exchange blades, and sacrifice killing moves in unexpected places, which is the most unguardable.

These seven people were naturally enough for a headache, but the six people that Zhao Wu'an was dealing with at this time did not make him feel at ease at all. Although one had already been killed, but after that, the three of them joined the battle formation again, and dealt with five people at the same time, Zhao Wu'an was enough to be busy.

One product for three people.

Four people and two pinnacles, the best at siege and killing.

The six of them first entered the second-grade realm, and the wheel battle array was endless.

Zhao Wu'an's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. The idea that had been uncertain until then was confirmed at such an unexpected moment.

He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Three kings, six evils, four bad ......"

Xie Hui snorted faintly.

"Even if you knew, what if you dared to break into front of these three kings, six evils and four evils, you had already lost the chance to live to spread the news. ”

The Xiliang Greedy Demon Palace, which is very popular in the rivers and lakes.

The three kings, six evils and four evils, although they seem to have been wiped out in Bianliang.

However, the real master envoy is still indifferently on the white iron main seat of Tangjiabao, and his demeanor is calm.

Behind him, like a cloud covering the sky, the deepest evil in this world is surging.