The forest is vibrant, and the fallen leaves are Xiaoxiao.

The figure is fluttering, and the snow is flying.

In the flash of the sword, more than thirty moves have passed, each move is a fatal move, and every sword is a life-threatening sword.

Ye Guyun also uses swords, and he also loves swords.

His affection and love for the sword is perhaps more loyal and intense than most swordsmen in the world, so he enjoys much more than most swordsmen.

He satisfies the sword, and the sword satisfies him, satisfies him completely.

Everything that the sword brought to him was almost as great and sacred as the love that his parents bringed, almost as loyal and true as the love that his friends bringed, and almost as exciting and happy ...... love that his lover bringed.

What happens when a real swordsman meets another great swordsman?

Ye Guyun's heart is very contradictory, each of the little marquis's original swords is very fast, very fierce, and very in place, so Ye Guyun did not take out the sword, he did not have the slightest certainty, because in order to win, he did not want his sword to be stabbed but failed, this is like leading the army to fight on the battlefield, and he didn't want to shoot by himself but failed. Fifty moves later, Xiao Houye's sword suddenly changed greatly, in his swordsmanship, there are loopholes, the size of the loopholes is not important, the important thing is that there are, the two swordsmen compare swords, a trace of loopholes is death, enough to make himself fall into a place of no return.

Now there are three loopholes, and each one is an opportunity, a chance to kill the other person, a chance to take a life.

This kind of opportunity is precious, lovely, and beautiful for the swordsman who seeks to win.

Ye Guyun didn't take out the sword, his hand held the hilt tightly, and there was no trace of the meaning of the sword.

Just when the nouveau riche Xiao Hou Ye sacrificed a trick of the Hainan faction's swordsmanship, the snow was all over the green mountains, the loophole was greater, and the chance of being killed was greater.

Ye Guyun didn't seem to see it, and with a stab of the sword, the wind and snow were staggered, and he suddenly turned into nothingness.

He fell to the ground like a lonely cloud, standing alone, staring at the nouveau riche a foot away, "You'd better not make a move." ”

The little marquis was already gasping, and there was a faint distress and anger in his eyes, "Why? Are you afraid?"

Ye Guyun sighed, he suddenly stared at his sword, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

The understanding and respect between a swordsman and a sword is not something that every swordsman can comprehend, especially a rich swordsman, not only will he not understand, but he is too lazy to comprehend.

The little marquis also admired his sword, and a fallen leaf happened to fall on the blade of the sword, and it was instantly shattered, he didn't move, and he didn't do anything else.

"Why don't you take out your sword?"

"My sword is not willing to kill people like you. ”

Xiao Hou Ye held his sword and roared, staring at Ye Guyun coldly, looking extremely uncomfortable, "It seems that forcing you to take out the sword is even more difficult than forcing Guan Xiaoxi Shi to remarry." ”

Ye Guyun was silent.

"I deliberately exposed three flaws to lure you out of the sword before, why didn't you fall for it?"

Ye Guyun was silent.

"Before, when I used the dragon bath water, the phoenix teased the sycamores, and the snow covered the green mountains, you could have used your sword, because you had a great chance of killing me with your sword. ”

He didn't lie, because he had calculated the gaps in these moves, as long as the opponent played the sword, the chances were indeed very big, but at the same time, his sword would immediately fill the gap.

This is also a tactic, the scheming used in the competition between swordsmen, not much worse than the people who lead the army on the battlefield, sometimes they are more cruel and ruthless, cruel and ruthless to themselves, and the same to the enemy.

Ye Guyun didn't seem to hear what he said, he just said lightly, "You have used fifty-nine moves?"

"Yes. ”

"It is said that after you use up sixty moves, you won't make a move?"

"Yes. ”

"You've always been very principled. ”

"Yes. ”

"Very good, you can make a move!" Ye Guyun suddenly swept over, fluttering like a lonely cloud.

The little marquis gritted his teeth and sneered.

When he did it, he was always reluctant to grind his teeth, which not only made others laugh, but also made himself laugh.

He held the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword gently plunged into the ground, and then the sword suddenly disappeared.

Xiao Hou Ye sneered, suddenly bit his fingers, drops of blood splashed, and shouted, "Kill." ”

The two hands suddenly twisted and bent strangely and mysteriously, and the movements were strange and special.

Ye Guyun only glanced at it, his body suddenly tightened, his pupils contracted suddenly, and even his limbs couldn't help trembling slightly.

This move is the life-threatening sword of the Western Regions God Worship Sect, and the immortals are fatal.

A silent sword, neither knowing where it came from or where it was piercing.

"Good swordsmanship, this sword cost at least 100,000 taels. ”

The smug color on the little marquis's cheeks was even stronger, and just when he was smiling the most proudly and happily, the sword suddenly stabbed out.

The sword flashed.

It's just a flash, nothing else, and nothing else.

A sword that kills, a sword that kills, and a sword that is silent.

There are no gorgeous and beautiful sword moves, no brilliant and dazzling appearance, and no chilling murderous aura, some are just fatal.

Ye Guyun fell suddenly.

No one could escape this sword, not even Ye Guyun.

Blood splattered, flying a foot high.

The little marquis sighed, and couldn't help but regret in his heart, "This sword was only used once, and I didn't expect it to be forced to use it." ”

The green tendons on Zhuge Gongzi's forehead twitched slightly, and the hand holding the sword did not relax at all, and he stared at the tip of the sword.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly.

Without an enemy, without an opponent, the tip of the sword would not have such a reaction, and the reaction of this sword to the enemy was simply stronger and more ferocious than that of a virgin in the face of an impact.

The fire was on the side, and the blood was gradually spilling less violently.

The snow beneath the bones had completely melted with blood, turning into blood and water, and turning dark red.

The little marquis sighed, he had to admit that Ye Guyun was really a rare opponent and a rare swordsman in the world.

Just when he stabbed out the three tricks of the dragon bathing water, the phoenix flirting with the sycamore, and the snowy green mountains, if Ye Guyun shot between the gaps he deliberately exposed, his chances of survival were not great, and the person who died under the sword was likely to be himself.

"It's a pity that Ye Guyun died. The little marquis smiled, his smile did not have a trace of the joy and pleasure that should be unique to the swordsman after his victory, not at all.

His expression became indescribably gloomy and lonely.

"You're here for the Calamity Star Sword, not for the first-class swordsman. ”

Xiao Hou Ye nodded and said lightly, "I was wrong." ”

Zhuge Gongzi Huo Ran turned around and looked at the little marquis in surprise, "Are you wrong?"

He has met the little marquis for more than 30 years, and the first time he heard him say something wrong, this is not only fresh, but also magical.

A rich person like Xiao Hou Ye, there is only right and no wrong in his life, only the fault of others, only his own right, this is his style all along.

"Yes, I was so wrong. The little marquis sighed.

"Have you found something more important than the Calamity Star Sword?" Zhuge Gongzi gasped, he seemed to have been shocked by the little marquis's move.

The little marquis was silent.

"You don't want the Calamity Sword anymore?"

The little marquis nodded, and the expression on his face became more lonely and depressed.

"And what do you want?"

"Ye Guyun is alive. ”

Zhuge Gongzi was stunned, looking at the little marquis up and down, he is very particular about everything, and he is very picky, why would he be interested in a first-class swordsman?

He didn't understand, and he didn't speak.

People will always change, maybe he doesn't understand this, so he doesn't understand.

Little Hou Ye exhaled deeply, "What if you get the Calamity Star Sword?"

Zhuge Gongzi was stunned, and he didn't understand.

For the sake of the Disaster Star Sword, the two sons of them have sacrificed a lot of girlish love on weekdays, sacrificed a lot of Qionglou singing and dancing, and a lot of tenderness and sweetness, Qiong Jelly Jade Dew, and ecstasy dreams...... , this kind of sacrifice, just for them, is simply an unforgivable and inhumane sin in their own lives, but why did the little marquis say this now?

Is this what he really said?

Zhuge Gongzi was speechless, and he didn't know how to say it.

"But I've lost a kendo confidant, a true swordsman's confidant. The sadness on the little marquis's face was even stronger.

"He's your kendo confidant?"

"Yes. The little marquis suddenly turned around, not wanting others to see his sad and painful appearance.

"You're not going to ask for the Calamity Star Sword?" Zhuge Gongzi looked solemn and gently stroked his beard.

The little marquis was silent.

His hands twitched, as if he was remorseful for something extremely important, and perhaps in his life, such remorse may only be once.

"Those who get the disaster star, command the demon sect, and get half of the forces of the rivers and lakes, and can compete with the three gangs, the six major sects, and the four major families in the rivers and lakes, and monopolize half of the rivers and lakes. Zhuge Gongzi suddenly looked up at the sky, and a lonely cloud under the dawn slowly drifted in, and slowly drifted away, "You don't want to see the benefits of the Calamity Star Sword?"

The little marquis was silent and shook his head.

"Thankfully, you won't see it. Zhuge Gongzi exhaled and said lightly.

Xiao Hou Ye Huo Ran turned around and stared at Zhuge Gongzi, "What did you say?"

"Thankfully, your sword didn't kill him, and you didn't lose a confidant. ”

"He's still alive?" the little marquis's eyes flashed, staring at the bones, he didn't believe it was true.

The sword fluttered in the morning light, and the blood flowed very slowly.

"Yes, he is still alive. ”

The little marquis's throat rolled up and down, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"You can't get the Calamity Star Sword, but you have one. Zhuge Gongzi stared at the tip of the sword, and the tip of the sword still trembled slightly, as if he was telling an extremely mysterious and strange word.

A sword light suddenly floated up and flashed into the scabbard.

The sword of the little marquis, the scabbard of the little marquis.

Ye Guyun struggled to stand up, staring at the little marquis, and the pain in his eyes did not subside for a long time.

The edge of that sword is so amazing and mysterious.

What does a swordsman think about under the edge of a deadly sword? Is it the fear before death? or the nostalgia for a friend? or the attachment to a lover? or a hatred that has not been rewarded?

The fire was on the side, and it did not abate in the slightest.

He clutched his chest and struggled over.

The little marquis also greeted him.

The two of them just looked at each other, without words or anything else.

The understanding and respect between the swordsmen seemed to be completely released at this moment, and the sword emotion between them seemed to have been completely sublimated.

Zhuge Gongzi sighed.

It is not easy for a person to get a kendo confidant, and it is even more difficult for someone like Xiao Hou Ye.