The morning wind gusts.

The blade of the sword trembled in the morning light, and their hearts perhaps trembled more violently than the blade of the sword.

No matter who encounters a swordsman opponent like Ye Guyun, the heart in his stomach can't help but tremble, and when he encounters Bai Yun, he may tremble even more violently.

Ye Guyun stared at Bai Yun coldly, and said, "We should indeed be superior to each other." ”

"Yes. Bai Yun admitted this, and he added, "I know you want to kill me, and you may be going crazy if you think about it." ”

Ye Guyun also admitted that he was indeed about to go crazy when he thought about it, and the sword in his palm trembled lightly and was about to go crazy, he stared at Bai Yun's hand for a long time before saying, "Why didn't you hold the sword in your hand?"

"When I hold a sword in my hand, it's time to kill, and I'm not there yet. ”

"When will it arrive?"

Bai Yun sneered, "It's almost there." ”

"Now if I go to kill you, will it be time to kill?"

"Maybe. ”

"Good. ”

As soon as the word "good" came out, his sword stabbed out.

The sword light suddenly pierced into Bai Yun's body, blood splashed, Bai Yun's face did not change at all, cold, stiff and calm, his hand did not hold the sword, let alone anything else.

He's been slow to act!

He who is slow to draw the sword must die.

He didn't die, and his heart didn't die, and the kind of murderous intent that a swordsman kills, not even a trace of defeat appeared on his face.

The victorious person should be happy, because this is a dessert and excitement in the swordsman's heart, but also a kind of enjoyment and satisfaction, but he does not have it.

Ye Guyun didn't have the same.

The sword was slowly drawn, the muscles on his cheeks were twisted, blood was dripping from the blade, the tip of the sword slowly lowered, and the hand holding the sword was gradually relaxed.

He stared at the hairpin on his shoulders for a long time before he said, "I'm defeated." ”

Bai Yun didn't look at him, he was also staring at the hairpin, and said lightly, "Why defeat?"

"I didn't kill you with my sword. ”

"Why didn't you kill me?" Bai Yun's gaze suddenly sharpened as a sword, a cold and chilling blade, and said, "You could have killed me, but you didn't make a move." ”

"Yes, so I lost. ”

"What caused you to be soft-hearted?"

"It's a small hairpin, Ye Xiaochai's hairpin. Ye Guyun didn't say this, but he undoubtedly had fluctuated many times in his heart.

Ye Guyun lowered his head and watched as the blood slid down from the tip of the sword, sliding very slowly.

The evening breeze rolled up a fallen leaf and suddenly hit Ye Guyun's cheek, as if he had been slapped alive, Ye Guyun didn't move, the leaf suddenly left, and when it came to Bai Yun's hand, Bai Yun pinched the leaf and sighed for a long time.

"You're not defeated. ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm the one who lost. Bai Yun didn't wait for Ye Guyun to speak, and said, "Because when we didn't duel, I had no murderous aura, let alone murderous intent, and my murderous intent towards you was messed up." ”

Ye Guyun slowly raised his head and stared at Bai Yun, waiting for him to continue.

Bai Yun said again, "You must be able to see whose hairpin it is?"

Ye Guyun nodded, he couldn't forget it, it was Mei Niang's.

That hairpin was also inserted into Mei Niang's hair with his own hands, how could he forget?

Bai Yun exhaled again, and said for a long time, "So we are all defeated, and we are all defeated by each other." ”

Ye Guyun pondered, and he didn't know how long it took for the urge to kill to subside, he gently took off the hairpin and stared quietly.

The morning breeze blew, their clothes fluttered gently, their hair rolled on their cheeks, and they looked indescribably depressed and weak.

The eternal undefeated Peerless Twin Swords finally had a day of defeat, but who would have thought that they would lose to themselves?

"When I received this hairpin, I also received a letter. ”

"What letter?"

"The letter of the duel. Bai Yun suddenly handed the letter to Ye Guyun.

Blood slid down his body, he didn't seem to have a trace of pain, Ye Guyun sighed secretly.

The letter was not very much, it was a very simple sentence.

Drunken Immortal Building, noon.

The following signatures are the Seven Great Sword Sects.

Ye Guyun was taken aback, "When did it happen?"

"Three days ago. ”

"The result?"

"I'm going, and the long-bearded Taoist pointed out that you want to go, otherwise you won't see Mei Niang's bones. ”

Ye Guyun's hand suddenly clenched, "They must still be there now." ”

"Yes, it will be there. Bai Yun's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "There is no reason why he should not wait for us." ”

"Yes. Ye Guyun suddenly gritted his teeth and smiled coldly, "These decent people may not be so decent. ”

The white clouds were silent.

The gaze has fallen into the distance, the sun is full of sky, and the sky is beautiful and picturesque.

The river is as bright as gold in the autumn sun.

The midday sun was not strong, and the river was tapping on the mud on the riverbank, as if a mother was caressing her child's cheek.

The Drunken Immortal Building is not on the street, it stands in the water, surrounded by water, so people who don't have light skills can't go to the Drunken Immortal Building, people who aren't famous in the rivers and lakes can't go to the Drunken Immortal Building, and underworld people can't go.

The people who come here are not only decent people in the rivers and lakes, but also first-class masters.

Ye Guyun stood on the bank of the river, quietly staring at the Drunken Immortal Tower.

He couldn't see anyone up there, but he knew there must be someone up there, and it was his instinct, and he said, "What else did the Nagabeard Daoist say?"

"If I don't see you, I won't give me back my bones. ”

"The bones are in his hands?"

"It must be there. Bai Yun said, "I saw it with my own eyes." ”

Ye Guyun nodded, and said, "Then does he want to get the Calamity Star Sword or do he want to get the Guixi Sword Spectrum?"

Bai Yun shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"Maybe they want both. ”

Bai Yun sneered, what he ridiculed was such a famous and decent and underworld, maybe they were all the same, they were all the same dirty, the underworld was just shameless, maybe it was more pleasant to live than the decent one, because living under the mask of hypocrisy every day, human nature has been suppressed for a long time, it must not be a comfortable thing, it will definitely become very tired and disgusting.

In fact, they pretend to be decent people with black hearts and black lungs, and they live very pitifully.

Ye Guyun gritted his teeth, "Let's go over to see them, you take Mei Niang's bones away first, and don't pay attention to anything else." ”

"Good. ”

Ye Guyun's body suddenly fluttered, and he floated over like a lonely cloud.

Bai Yun followed behind, and his heart gradually became cold, because he suddenly understood Ye Guyun's determination.

Didn't he exchange himself for Mei Niang's bones? The bones were taken away, but what about others? Are they at the mercy of these hypocrites?

Bai Yun exhaled, he hoped that after arranging things this time, he would be able to accompany Ye Guyun to drink two glasses of wine.

He also didn't know if he should thank him or if he should thank himself.

The ripples on the side of the pavilion were longitudinal, and Ye Guyun had not yet entered, but he had already seen the sword light flashing inside.

"Interesting. Ye Guyun stopped.

Bai Yun sneered, "They messed up on their own, maybe we should go and kill them all." ”

"Can you do it?"

"I'm very picky about killing, when I meet the right person, I will definitely kill, and when I meet the wrong person, even if I kneel down and beg me, I won't kill. Bai Yun sneered and said, "But today is different. ”

"What's different today?"

"Today is a day of killing. ”

"Oh?"

"I also want to kill, especially after meeting you, my sword ....... Bai Yun's gaze suddenly pressed into Ye Guyun's sword.

Ye Guyun smiled bitterly, "I understand you." ”

"You understand me?"

"Yes. Ye Guyun said again, "If your sword can't kill me, you must be uncomfortable, thinking about killing other people." ”

Bai Yun laughed, the ripples in the laughing river were even more violent, and he said, "The only one who knows my sword is Ye Guyun, one of the peerless double swords." ”

Ye Guyun nodded, and said, "Why aren't you my confidant?"

"Oh?"

"Don't you know my Kenshin?"

"Of course I do. Bai Yun sighed, "How can I not know that you want to kill me? If you want to die, you can't kill me, and the killing machine that has been accumulated in my heart for a long time may only be vented on someone else's body." ”

"Yes. ”

"But we can't kill them like that now. ”

Ye Guyun didn't answer, his breathing was already short, and the hand holding the sword was so tight that it was already gurgling.

"You can't help it?"

"Yes. Ye Guyun said again, "You look for Mei Niang, I will kill people." ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Bai Yun to speak, he had already stabbed into it like a sword, and the sword light flew out like a rainbow.

Three people inside had already collapsed screaming.

Suddenly no one was moving, everyone had stopped, looking at Ye Guyun, and at the sword in Ye Guyun's hand.

He didn't let Bai Yun speak because he also wanted to kill, maybe more violently and crazily than himself.

Two peerless swordsmen, maybe they really have the same murderous aura, killing intent, and killing intent, they both want to kill each other, but they can't kill each other, and they can't kill them, but the killing intent and killing desire in their hearts have nowhere to release, so they have to think about finding the right person to release.

The Killing Desire has been unleashed!

The tip of the sword is dripping blood! Man stands alone!

No matter who anyone can see, there may be only such a lonely person in the rivers and lakes, and the lonely person is simply not a person.

When the four of them fell, they couldn't believe that they would die under this sword.

The pavilion is very large, but there is only Ye Guyun in the middle.

Ye Guyun smiled and sneered.

A group of people in Taoist robes were seriously killed and injured not far away, there were almost no people alive who could breathe, only one person stood in front of him, his hair was gray, his long beard was white, the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, his back was fluttering in the wind, and a pair of eyes stared at Ye Guyun coldly, as if he wanted to stare Ye Guyun alive and stare him to death ten times.

Ye Guyun walked over slowly, "Your surname?"

"Poor road long beard. ”

Ye Guyun smiled, "It turns out that you have a long beard." ”

"Yes. Nagabeard sneered and said, "You made me wait so hard." ”

As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the people in the other six places, and the people in the six places were holding their swords, and everyone seemed to have hatred in their hearts, and the hatred was very deep and terrible.

The sword was dripping blood, and the hands of the living were dripping with the blood of the dead.

Ye Guyun glanced at it, "I'm not too late, at least you're not dead yet." ”

The long-bearded Taoist gritted his teeth, and his eyes seemed to have burst out with a fierce light due to excessive anger, "But the people of the Wudang Sect are ......." ”

Ye Guyun sneered, "Qingshan always flows in green waters, and you always have the opportunity to take revenge on others when you go back." ”

The long-bearded Taoist gritted his teeth and couldn't say half a word for a long time.

Bai Yun didn't go in, he swept up, this was the highest place, and it was also the quietest place, the room was very small, and it was actually very dim inside, dim and secluded.

The door opened, and Bai Yun slowly walked in, hoping that his luck would be better.

His luck was not very good, there was only an incense burner on the shrine, and there was no fruit.

Ye Guyun couldn't see what god was enshrined in the shrine, only saw a strange person sitting on the futon in front of the god case.

He is a bald head, with a lot of incense spots on his head, but he doesn't look like a monk, because he is wearing a gossip robe, and there is dust in his palm, but he doesn't look like a Taoist priest, because what he holds in his hand is the Analects.

Bai Yun knew that he was by no means a scholar, and there was no such scholar in the world.

The white clouds stopped not far away, staring at the man quietly.

The room was filled with smoke, and the man sat on the futon as if he were dead, for he was so quiet, quiet and lifeless.

The wind blew in through the door and stopped immediately, and there seemed to be a mysterious and strange power in it.

Bai Yun exhaled and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, he didn't leave because he smelled the smell of the coffin, as long as there was a coffin, Mei Niang must be there.

The man suddenly drew a cross in front of him with one hand, and said faintly, "May God bless you." ”

Bai Yun froze.

He was completely stupid, was he a monk, a Taoist priest, a scholar, or a believer in Catholicism?

There are not many such habits in the rivers and lakes, maybe there is only one, and the only one, who is not dead or alive.

There is no way.

Thinking of this person's name, Bai Yun's hand suddenly had an extra sword, and he suddenly said, "Are you Wudao?"

"No, no. He said, "To have is to have nothing, not to have is to have, to have no way is to have the way, and to have the way is to have no way." ”

Ye Guyun nodded, but he didn't understand this person's words in his heart.

"You understand?"

"I don't understand. ”

Wudao smiled and said, "Then what are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you. ”

Wudao didn't laugh, "What is there to laugh about me." ”

"I laugh at you. Bai Yun smiled and said, "Not like a monk, not like a Taoist, not like a scholar, not like a believer." ”

"And what am I like?"

"Like a dead man. ”

Wudao's face changed, and the Analects in his palm were distorted.

"I can make you dead, believe it or not?"

"You'd better not turn me into a dead man, or else. Wudao sneered.

"What would have happened otherwise?"

"You're going to be dead, too, and maybe it's ugly. ”

"But now I want to kill, whoever I meet, I want to kill. ”

He said kill and kill, and the sword stabbed out.

Wudao screamed, his body had floated out, and he shouted, "It's a peerless double sword!"

"That's right. ”

When his body flew out, the blood flew all the way out.

Bai Yun slowly pulled the curtain open, and a coffin appeared.

He hoped that it was Mei Niang lying in the coffin.

Ye Guyun stood not far from the long-bearded Daoist, but his heart had already flown to it, and he had already heard the voice.

A man flew out of it, fell heavily into the river, and suddenly there was no movement, and the river was flowing very slowly, but this man would never live.

Because he believed that Bai Yun was out of the sword.

The terrible white clouds, the sword that kills, the people in the world who are sure to escape from his sword, maybe not.

Ye Guyun himself was not sure.

The Emei faction is full of women, not only good-looking, but also surprisingly cold, as cold as the top of an iceberg, but how many people know what is going on in their hearts in the night? Maybe the fanatical almost crazy.

Ye Guyun looked at them, his eyes were full of pity, their casualties were not small, and there were only five people who could breathe.

The first one is the oldest, but it is the most beautiful, but also the coldest, cold like a widow who has not been able to get love for many years, and has lost her human nature, she said, "What do you see me doing?"

Ye Guyun didn't speak, and the pity in his eyes was even stronger.

"You pity us?"

Ye Guyun didn't deny it, he nodded, and said, "Yes." ”

Hatred drifted in her cold eyes again, and she gritted her teeth, "Why?"

Ye Guyun smiled, "Because it's really pitiful, especially the injured woman is even more pitiful." ”

He did not let the woman speak, and said, "Look at the tender flesh, how pitiful, I have never seen such a poor woman." ”

The woman was already gasping for breath and said, "Then you haven't seen our terrible?"

Ye Guyun smiled bitterly, "Maybe you are not terrible, as long as you do something kind, you will become very cute." ”

He smiled and stopped the woman from speaking, and said, "As long as you are willing to do it, it will be very popular with men." ”

"Little rabbit, dare to offend the old lady. In the middle of the words, the woman suddenly stabbed out a sword and stabbed Ye Guyun's chest.

Most of the famous and decent kung fu can't kill people with fists and legs, but it doesn't seem to be enough to deal with people like Ye Guyun.

The Huashan faction was behind Ye Guyun, and of course they were also seriously injured, but a smile appeared on their cheeks, because Ye Guyun was right, and he really took those few words and reminisced, and he didn't seem to worry about anything else at all.

When the sword blade stabbed Ye Guyun's body less than half an inch, this woman was suddenly stupid, the person in front of the tip of the sword was obviously Ye Guyun, and suddenly became another person, this person was a person from the Huashan faction, the sword pierced into this person's throat, the smile on this person's face suddenly froze, and when she fell, the hand was still pointing at the woman's head, and her mouth hissed, and she couldn't say half a word.

The woman cried out, "I didn't mean to, I did...... Be....... ”

Before she finished her words, four or five sword lights suddenly pierced into her body, and she didn't even have a crying sound, she suddenly fell, facing Ye Guyun when she fell.

Ye Guyun gasped.

If someone has seen a real murderous female ghost at night, it is easy to think of her current appearance.

The remaining Emei faction disciples gritted their teeth, as long as they could breathe, they had already stabbed with swords, and one of the first few swords of the Huashan faction suddenly shouted, "Withdraw, quickly." ”

Ye Guyun exhaled.

The two major sects suddenly disappeared, and the seven great sword sects were suddenly left with five.

Ye Guyun stared at one of the remaining sword sects, there were the most people here, the one with the heaviest arrogance, and of course the least casualties.

He said, "You are the Kongtong faction?"

"Exactly. ”

Their clothes are not like Taoist priests, and monks are not like monks, this person is holding a sword and slowly approaching Ye Guyun, "Are you Ye Guyun?"

"Exactly. ”

"In the next generation of the head of the cupola pool. ”

"Look up for a long time, look up for a long time. Ye Guyun smiled bitterly.

"It's a blessing. ”