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Yan Shisan replied, his voice with the coldness characteristic of a killer.

"As long as you tell me who instructed you to kill my second brother, I will spare your life. "High channel.

Yan 13 said: "When is the time for retribution, Qualcomm, your brother is also a bad guy who should be killed." ”

Gao Channel: "If you don't say it, you will die tonight." ”

Yan Shisan's tone was flat: "My life is useless, if you want it, I can send it to you." ”

Yan Shisan, who was standing in the heavy snow, already seemed to be one with this scenery.

Because he's too quiet.

Because it's too cold.

This is a kind of indifference and tiredness that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but it has a kind of murderous aura.

He was tired, perhaps simply because he had killed too many people, some of whom he shouldn't have killed.

He kills only because he has no choice.

for he has a sword in his hand.

A long sword with a sheath of foreskin, a golden swallow, and thirteen pearls of beans on it.

There are not many people in the rivers and lakes who don't recognize this sword, and there are not many who don't know him.

"Good. Qualcomm also cooled down.

"What about your heart?" asked Qualcomm.

"My heart is dead. "Yan Thirteen Dao.

"Then I'll let him die again. The sword flashed, and the sword was unsheathed, stabbing at Yan Shisan's heart like lightning.

A sword pierces the heart.

With just this sword, he doesn't know how many people's hearts have pierced, this is a deadly killer!

But he didn't pierce Yan Shisan's heart, his sword pierced out, and his throat was suddenly cold.

Yan Thirteen's sword had pierced his throat.

Pierced an inch and a third.

Qualcomm's sword fell, but the man was not dead.

Yan 13 said: "I just want you to know that it is not very pleasant to become famous. Qualcomm glared at him, his eyes bulging out.

Yan Shisan said lightly: "So you might as well die." ”

He drew his sword and slowly pulled it down Qualcomm's throat, slowly, slowly.

So the blood was not splashed on him.

He is very experienced in this kind of thing, and if his clothes are stained with blood, it is not easy to wash them clean.

Wouldn't it be harder to wash the blood off your hands?

The diners above the restaurant, the martial arts people had long been stunned, and no one came back to their senses until this time.

"Except for the Third Young Master, there is no one who can use such a fast sword at all. ”

"The third young master is good at swordsmanship!"

"Good swordsmanship!"

"Except for the Third Young Master, no one can use such a sword technique anymore. ”

Yan Shisan, who was on the causeway of the ancient road, seemed to hear the talk of everyone in the restaurant, and let out a roar that seemed to be angry and unwilling.

"Ahh

He Yan Thirteen has practiced swords, created a set of life-killing thirteen swords, and now he has made the thirteen swords out of the fourteenth change, asking himself that his swordsmanship is not weaker than anyone else, but he has been buried under the light of the third young master, even if he dies in the future, people will only remember the third young master, and they don't know that there is such a Yan Thirteen as him.

The eldest husband was born in heaven and earth, people have left a name, geese have left a voice, Yan Thirteen is unwilling!

Unlike other diners, who only saw the speed of Yan Shisan's swordsmanship, Jin Ye's eyes narrowed, and he felt an artistic conception from Yan Shisan's swordsmanship, which was a kind of tragic killing intent.

Could it be that this is the legendary sword intent? It seems to be somewhat similar to the divine sense, but it is very different, with a sharp, cold aura.

However, Jin Ye's gaze was a little strange, it was obvious that Yan Shisan was showing his might downstairs, but the diners on this floor were all praising the third young master's sword, could it be that this was the legendary brain-dead fan?

At this moment, a person jumped out of the darkness, with a thief's head and a thief's brain, black clothes and black hair, and his black face seemed to have a dead color, only a pair of dark eyes were shining. His whole body seemed to be lilt, and his feet didn't seem to be on the ground at all, like an elven ghost in the dark.

He just turned over and came to Qualcomm's sword, picked up Qualcomm's left sword, opened the cloth bag behind him, and revealed several swords inside, which turned out to be the swords of many famous masters.

"Crow!" Yan Thirteen just opened his mouth and called out the name of the person who came.

As if frightened, the crow hurriedly turned over, took a few steps back, and then looked at Yan Thirteen vigilantly.

The crow stared at him, staring at Yan Shisan's sword, and said, "Good sword!"

Yan 13 said, "You like swords?"

The crow said, "I only like good swords, not only do you have good swordsmanship, but you also have a good sword. ”

Yan Shisan said: "You want?"

The crow said, "Yes. ”

The crow took a few steps back, hurriedly shook his head, and said, "I want Qualcomm's sword." ”

Yan Shisan said: "Collect his body, and his sword will be given to you." ”

The crow said, "I only need a sword, not a dead man!"

Yan Thirteen said, "But you only need the sword of the dead." ”

"Good!"

Yan Shisan said, "If you kill me, my sword will be given to you!"

"Of course. ”

Yan Shisandao: "Very good. ”

"Not good. ”

Yan 13 said, "What's bad?"

At this time, a soft sword sounded in the restaurant, and I saw a figure jumping up from the restaurant, stepping a few steps in the air, and then came to the embankment.

It was Jin Ye, but this time Jin Ye did not use any physical divine power and mana, and completely relied on the skills of his own national arts.

But even so, in this martial arts plane, it is enough to frighten everyone, and the void is empty, is this kind of light skill still in the category of ordinary people?

Yan Shisan's eyes shrank slightly, he felt that the person who came was a master, and said, "Who are you?"

"Swordsman, come and fight you with a sword. Jin Ye's words were concise, and the nine-tailed fox also jumped from Jin Ye's arms and ran to the side on top of the stone pillar.

And the crow, the whole person also retreated to the side, he himself is a master of light skills, to the point where he is like this, he naturally understands more that the light skills that Jin Ye showed just now are so terrifying.

The two masters faced off, and the crow naturally did not dare to participate in it. It's just that there is a faint expectation in his heart, the master is competing with the sword, whether it is Jin Ye or Yan Shisan, which of them is dead, the sword in their hands will inevitably become a treasure in his hand.

"Ding!" Jin Ye drew his sword.

"Your sword doesn't seem to have a sharp edge. "Yan Thirteen Dao. As a swordsman, he naturally saw at a glance the extraordinaryness of the sword in Jin Ye's hand, but in the same way, he also saw that the sword in Jin Ye's hand was not sharp.

"Who said you can't kill people without a sword blade?" Jin Ye asked rhetorically.

Then Jin Ye stroked the sword in his hand and said slowly: "The sword of mercy, the sword is two fingers wide, three feet long, and there are three blades, and it is cast by the divine iron outside the sky." ”

"Interesting, but you talk a lot of nonsense!" Yan Shisan, under the pressure of Jin Ye's momentum, was surprised to find that he seemed to be suppressed, and he didn't answer Jin Ye's words at the moment, allowing himself to completely fall into Jin Ye's rhythm.

Instead, he shot directly.