"Poof"

The sound of blades slashing through flesh, followed by the sound of blood spilling.

"Am I dead?" Sun Xiaoyu opened his beautiful eyes, but found that he was still alive and well, while Jin Biao was cut into two pieces by his waist, and his hateful face was smug with that smug smile, as if he was the victor.

Dressed in green clothes, a long sword, the tip of the sword is still dripping with blood, the blood of the enemy. Sun Xiaoyu looked at the back blocking him in front of him in a daze, and was silent for a long time. The owner of this back is none other than Yifan.

"Get out!" Yifan glanced at everyone coldly, all the heroes and young heroes had long wanted to leave, and they left one by one like lost dogs. Yunlai Restaurant, which was originally overcrowded, was deserted in an instant.

At this time, the shopkeeper found out that there was one more person in the tavern, and this person killed Jin Biao and saved Sun Xiaoyu. She hurriedly beckoned the shopkeeper to close the door, stepped forward to help Sun Xiaoyu who fell to the ground, and watched Sun Xiaoyu staring at Yifan intently, and laughed secretly.

"Dare to ask the name of the young man. Sun Xiaoyu looked at Yifan with a confused look.

"Wudang, Yifan. Yifan turned around, and a charming smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Emei, Sun Xiaoyu. Sun Xiaoyu said with a slight blush.

"I think Senior Sister Sun's martial arts should not be weak, she must have been careless before she was succeeded by the traitor, so you have to be careful in the future. Yifan turned his back as if he was inspecting Jin Biao's corpse.

"Hmm. Sun Xiaoyu said timidly.

The shopkeeper instructed the shopkeeper to clean up the restaurant, and patted Sun Xiaoyu's fragrant shoulder meaningfully and said: "It's getting late, it's better for you to stay here with me, and the room money will be free, so you should repay you for saving your life." ”

When Sun Xiaoyu saw her like this, her pretty face was flushed, and her cheeks were burned.

"Shopkeeper Gao Yi, Senior Sister Sun was not lightly injured, and she should have a good rest. I was ordered to go down the mountain this time, and I dare not delay, and I ask for your forgiveness. Hearing this, Yifan turned around, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said apologetically.

"Ah......" Sun Xiaoyu's face was full of disappointment.

The shopkeeper was not discouraged, and continued: "Even if the young man has something important, he is not in a hurry for this night. What's more, Miss Sun may have suffered internal injuries, although I have the heart to help, but I can't do it. You're a good person to the end, why do you have to help her heal, don't you?"

"The shopkeeper woke up the person in his dream with a word," Yifan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took out a small glass bottle from his arms, stepped forward and handed it to Sun Xiaoyu and said, "This is the bone-setting medicine given to me by the master before going down the mountain, I was in a hurry to leave just now and forgot to give it to you, I'm really ashamed." ”

"Thank you......" Sun Xiaoyu took the glass bottle with a red face and lowered his head shyly.

Shopkeeper Feng took a clean cup, poured a glass of water for Sun Xiaoyu, and watched her take the medicine, then took two more cups and poured a glass of wine for both her and Yifan.

Yifan was also a little embarrassed to take the wine glass, but he didn't drink it, just smiled and said: "In order to prevent the thieves and his comrades, I will wait here for one night tonight and leave tomorrow." ”

The candle flame in the lobby flickered a few times, and there seemed to be some strange fragrance in the air, which was intoxicating. The shopkeeper looked at the two young people in front of him with a smile, and couldn't help but ask: "I don't know where Yifan Shaoxia is going to do something this time?" If it's inconvenient to say, I haven't asked. ”

"There's nothing inconvenient," Yifan said with a smile, "Niujia Village." ”

"Niujia Village?"

Shopkeeper Feng's surprised expression attracted the two of them to look sideways.

"Is there anything wrong with Niujia Village?" Yifan asked.

Shopkeeper Feng glanced at the place where Jin Biao had fallen, which had been covered with a white cloth by the shopkeeper.

"Last night, more than 100 people in Niujia Village were brutally murdered by the Golden Knife Evil Monk, that is, the person you killed just now. The wind shopkeeper's face was unbearable.

"What?" Yifan was shocked, "You said that all the people in Niujia Village are dead?"

"Hmm!" said the shopkeeper with a nod, "None of them are alive." ”

"Then why didn't the yamen arrest him?" asked Sun Xiaoyu in disbelief.

"Yamen, Yamen is also surnamed Jin!" the shopkeeper sneered, "You think that this golden knife evil monk dares to do evil with this ability, he really relies on the imperial court, he is the sworn brother of Sikong Luo, the head of the thirteen Taibao of Jinyi Weibei Town, Fusi." Not to mention a mere Niujia Village, the world is under the control of Beizhen Fusi. ”

Yifan sneered: "What a golden knife evil monk, what a Beizhen Fusi, and what a brocade guard!" He said three times in a row, each time harder and harder.

"This is under Wudang Mountain! I killed Jin Biao today, and soon I will kill Sikong Luo together!" Yifan looked at the white cloth covering Jin Biao's body with burning eyes, and said firmly.

"Okay!" said the shopkeeper clapping his hands, "However, I'm afraid that no one can kill a young man." ”

Yifan looked at the wind shopkeeper suspiciously, for some reason, he felt that the wind shopkeeper's connection was a little blurry, and he found that Sun Xiaoyu seemed to be asleep on the table. Maybe it's because the injury is too bad and needs to rest. But why did his eyelids get heavier and heavier? He subconsciously glanced at the candle flame not far away, and there was a faint fragrance in his nose, which was ...... Incense.

He hurriedly held his breath and breathed, and the long sword came out of its sheath and pointed directly at the wind shopkeeper and said, "Who are you?" However, he found that he couldn't feel the existence of any internal breath, and he had lost the internal strength of years of penance, and it was difficult for him to calm down in his heart.

The wind shopkeeper let out a string of silver bell-like laughter and said, "I am Sikong Luo!"

"Sikong Luo is a woman?" Yifan tried to calm himself down, trying to distract the other party by speaking, "What are you and Jin Biao doing this play for?"

"No one knows that I am a woman except the dead. Jin Biao is just my pawn, doing evil under Wudang Mountain, you can't ignore it, as for my purpose, it's very simple, Wudang Peerless - Tai Chi Sword," Sikong Luo smiled and put his hand on Sun Xiaoyu's fragrant shoulder, "No need to breathe, you have fallen into my seven-step ecstasy, at least seven hours can't breathe, look at the way you are struggling to support it, why bother." Hand over the Tai Chi Sword Technique, and I'll leave you a whole corpse!"

Yifan endured the strength of the incense, for fear that he would faint if he slackened, and the long sword in his hand trembled like a sieve, making a piercing sword sound.

"Mu Shui, do it!" Sikong Luo shouted, and the shopkeeper who was standing on the side suddenly rose into the air like an eagle, his hands were like eagle claws, and he swooped down on Yifan.

"What should I do?" Yifan was already at the end of the crossbow, his eyes were scattered, his body was numb, not to mention the move, even the long sword was about to be unstable.

"Yifan, remember, what you cultivate is not martial arts, but the heart. ”

"Master, what is martial arts cultivation and what is heart cultivation?"

"Mental formulas, martial arts moves, is the cultivation of martial arts. What the heart desires, what the sword points to, is to cultivate the mind. ”

"The disciple doesn't understand. ”

"What do you have?"

"Sword!"

"What do I have in my hand?"

"Nothing!"

"Who said that there is nothing, I obviously have a sword in my hand!"

Just listen to the clang!

The long sword fell to the ground, the eagle's claws attacked, Yifan closed his eyes, and said calmly: "I understand! Sikong Luo, don't you want the Taiji Sword? Then you can open your eyes and see clearly! What is the Taiji Sword!" Before the words fell, Sikong Luo and Mu Shui were surprised to find that Yifan had disappeared on the spot!

Only Yifan knew that it was just disappearing in their eyes, but in fact, he was still standing in place, just merging with the whole heaven and earth, so that they could not feel it. He barely dodged Mu Shui's attack, lowered his head and picked up the long sword on the ground, and danced with all his strength.

The highest level of Wudang Taiji Sword...... Rambled!

As the sword style unfolded, Sikong Luo and Mu Shui suddenly felt Yifan's existence again, but at this moment, Yifan seemed to be integrated with the long sword in his hand, and there was a feeling that water could not be splashed. Yifan's feeling is even more subtle, he can't feel the long sword in his hand, and he can't feel his body, he is just instinctively making moves, doing whatever he wants, and he is imaginative. The sword light was like a mountain and a sea, engulfing Mu Shui in a roar, and where the sword passed, a piece of flesh and blood flew sideways.

Seeing this, Sikong Luo screamed badly, and he raised Sun Xiaoyu who fainted with his left hand to avoid it.

"Stay!" Yifan shouted in a low voice, and the sword light was horizontal, instantly shattering Sikong Luo's left arm up to his shoulder, and blood gushed like a fountain. She screamed in pain, didn't dare to stay, rushed out of the Yunlai Restaurant like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the quiet summer night.

The sword momentum gradually stopped, Yifan held the long sword in his hand, stopped in front of Sun Xiaoyu's lying table, did not move for a long time, but he was already unconscious.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning poured into Yunlai Restaurant, Sun Xiaoyu opened his eyes with a tired face, and what caught his eyes was the back of the young man in Tsing Yi, standing tall like a mountain. She looked at him stupidly and said softly, "You haven't slept all night?"

"Hmm. Yifan replied tiredly.

"What about the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper?" Sun Xiaoyu rubbed his somewhat swollen eyes and swept around, as if he felt a little different from last night.

"Look at you are asleep, they have already gone to sleep. Yifan turned around, and there was still a smile on his handsome face. When he saw Sun Xiaoyu's beautiful face, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes gradually closed, and he fell to the ground.

"Ahh

"What a strange guy," he said, but Sun Xiaoyu looked at Yifan with a gentle face, and said in a low voice: Fortunately, this is under the corner of Wudang, I will send you back to Wudang to detoxify first.

"Yifan, what is mind cultivation, do you understand?"

"I don't understand!"

"Oh?"

"It's unpredictable, I only know that only if my heart is strong enough can I control a strong enough force, otherwise I will only become a first-class Jin Biao. ”

"To not understand is to understand, and to understand is not to understand. Most of the people in the world think they understand, but in fact we don't understand. And knowing that you don't understand is really understanding. ”

"The disciple is stupid, please don't talk about this dumb riddle. ”

"Now that you're awake, that girl from Emei is waiting for you, go quickly!"

"Yes!"