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The old man in the green shirt looked at the corpses of his companions around him, his face expressionless.

Next, it's his turn...... Looking up at the man in white a few feet away, with one arm hanging down, countless scars on his body, and the blood was about to drain, he couldn't even think of resisting. Seriously injured, he killed seven top masters in a row, this is simply impossible, but it really happened in front of his eyes.

The man in white rolled his eyelids, looked at the old man in green shirt through his scattered hair, looked indifferent, and walked forward.

"Hey...... Is it really here?" the old man in the green shirt lowered his head and smiled, and he was also relieved in his heart.

The man in white walked very slowly, but steadily, completely without the weakness caused by excessive blood loss just now.

"Wow!" the old man in the green shirt threw the silver-white single knife in his hand downward, and the blade went deep into the bluestone ground. He slowly sat down cross-legged, waiting for the man in white to arrive, and also waiting for the iron sword to pierce his body.

Finally, the man in white walked up to him and slowly raised the iron sword in his hand, the blade of the sword was a little missing, but the cyan sword light covered on the surface did ignore the gap.

"Die......" the man in white said softly. The voice was hoarse, like a sound made by exhausting all the strength of the body.

The sword light was sheng, and the man in white gave it away lightly in his hand......

"Don't ......" When the sword was about to pierce the chest of the old man in the green shirt, a faint female voice came again. The man in white suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his sword hand involuntarily stopped. He looked in the direction where the voice was, and the woman he thought had died from the hidden weapon struggled to sit up from the ground.

The man in white seemed to have lost his soul for a moment, his hands were trembling, looking at the woman who also looked like a bloody man, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't speak.

When the iron sword fell to the ground, the man in white trembled and walked towards the woman.

"Don't ......" the woman struggled to open her eyes and look at the man in white, "Don't kill anymore......"

The man in white walked quickly to the woman's side and let her lean against the crook of his arm, which was her favorite place. "Don't kill...... Don't kill ......" The man's tears welled up and he hugged the woman in his arms hard.

The woman's face, mixed with tears and blood, smiled: "No...... As soon as the three words "murder ......" were squeezed out, a mouthful of black blood gushed out of the woman, and she no longer had any breath. The man in white quickly picked up the woman, ignored the old man in the green shirt, took care of himself, stepped on the treetops with one foot, and disappeared at the end of the forest in a few flashes.

On ......the top of the mountain, there is only the old man in green shirt sitting on the ground. He looked at the place where the man in white disappeared and couldn't help but say. "Did I survive?" The old man in the green shirt couldn't help but feel ridiculous, thinking that he was also in the position of calling for wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, and he almost died here...... Surviving this time also depends on the kindness of the opponent.

Lifting the robe on the outer cover, the old man checked the injury slightly, not to mention the rest, just the skin that was pierced by the sword at that moment just now, and at this moment it was constantly bleeding black blood. The old man in the green shirt frowned, and said to himself: "It's good that the thorn is not deeper, but the poison in this place is really troublesome." Turning his head to look at the corpses of the gloomy man and the woman covering his face on the ground, the old man understood that although the man in white was ruthless and ruthless, he would not use poison, and among the eight people he was, two of them were poisoners in the martial arts. The exercises they practiced were also poisonous, and even their blood was contaminated, so that after they were killed, the iron sword of the man in white also seemed to be quenched with poison.

The old man in the green shirt tore up the long shirt, bandaged the wound simply, and didn't care about collecting the corpses and weapons all over the ground, so he was about to go down the mountain. At this time, the body is heavily poisonous, although it can force out the toxin, but the wound on the body is afraid that it will burst again. You have to find a place to stay first!

After thinking about it, the old man in the green shirt covered his wound and staggered towards the bottom of the mountain.

About an hour later, the old man was still walking in the forest, the forest in the north is not only the forest, but also known as the forest sea, an old man who was seriously injured and poisoned, in this forest can only rely on luck to move forward. In the forest, without the help of people who are familiar with the road, ninety percent of them will stay here forever as fertilizer for the forest. The old man walked more and more slowly, and his eyes became more and more blurred......

......

When the old man in the green shirt woke up again, he was already lying in a simple wooden house. The faint light of the fire made him involuntarily look over there, perhaps because he woke up with a noise, and the people on the other side of the fire also looked over.

"Oh, you're awake. The voice sounded very young: "Old man, have you been attacked by a wild beast?" the young voice asked again.

"Uh...... Water ......" The old man opened his mouth, and finally tried to spit out a word.

"Oh, here it is. After a moment of rummaging, the figure flickered in the darkness, and then a water bladder-like object was placed next to his mouth. The old man hurriedly bit it, and poured a mouthful of water into his abdomen, and the cold water finally made his mind clearer when he had just woken up. After pouring some water, the old man calmed down a little, and gradually saw the people around him clearly.

A young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a fur coat and a fur hat, was smiling at him.

"You seem surprised?" asked the young man as he retrieved his water bladder.

"I remember that I fell in the middle of the forest, and you saved me?" the old man asked.

"Sort of, I found you. The young man smiled and turned to sit back at the campfire. "But I wasn't the one who brought you back. ”

"Oh...... Is that?" the old man then asked.

"It's me!" said the young man, before the door of the hut was pushed open from the outside, and a man stood in the doorway. "I didn't expect that the Sword Emperor, one of the five unique swords, would fall in this forest sea. It's unheard of. “

The old man's heart moved, and the person who came actually said his identity, was he friend or foe?

"Don't be nervous, just lie down and don't move if you don't want to die too soon. Again, the old voice came.

The old man turned his head, and finally saw the person clearly, coarse clothes and linen, and his beard was white: "Shenjun?!"

The old man, who was called the Sword Emperor, involuntarily called out the identity of the person who came, the biggest dark force on the rivers and lakes, it can be said that he is a person who terrifies all decent people, the Divine Monarch. This is obviously not his real name, but what does it matter, he knows the horror of the person in front of him. At the age of thirty, he started with a single knife, and in just over 20 years, he unified the evil forces of the entire rivers and lakes. And in this way, he will compete with the righteous path and not fall behind. This force, courage, and courage are really rare in a century.

"So it's you?" the old man's hanging heart finally let go. Why? Because although the person in front of him is an evil sect, and he is an evil sect among evil sects, he is a bright and upright person, and he also has some friendship with himself.

"What's the matter? aren't you happy?" the Divine Monarch curled the corners of his mouth and said with a smile, "If it weren't for me, you would have been eaten clean by the beasts in the vast forest." ”

"Hmph!" the Sword Emperor snorted coldly and said, "I didn't ask you to save me!"

"Hey, you old guy doesn't know what to do. ”

"You two do know?" Just as the two were about to taunt each other, the young man who had been sitting silently by the bonfire and baking coarse dough cakes said.

"Hmm?" the two of them remembered that there was still a person sitting in the dilapidated wooden house.

"Good man, this person is one of your master's and mine's rivals, the Sword Emperor, one of the five absolute decent. Shenjun also sat down by the bonfire and said, "It's also an old immortal." ”

"Hey, who do you say is the old immortal!" the old man grabbed the bed board, sat up, and said angrily.

"Who is your apprentice, since you know each other, let's go with him when he is healed, old man, your injury is almost healed. The young man retorted as usual, and then said to the Divine Monarch.

"Shenjun, are you injured?" the Sword Emperor sensitively caught the information in the young man's words and said in surprise.

"Hey......" Divine Monarch said with a wry smile on his face when he heard this, "Aren't you also injured?"

"I'm because of ......" The Sword Emperor was halfway through his words, suddenly realized something, and asked eagerly, "Are you ......?"

The Divine Monarch nodded imperceptibly. Kind of answered.

...... For the rest of the day, none of the three spoke again. Silence pervades the dilapidated log cabin.

Half a month later, with the help of the Divine Monarch, the Sword Emperor had removed most of the toxins from his body. It is already possible to get out of bed and walk around. During this period, the Divine Monarch was entrusted by the Sword Emperor to go to the top of the decisive battle to sort everything out. When he returned to the wooden house, the Sword Emperor was already able to walk on the ground.

Today, the young man is not in the wooden house, maybe the three of them are here, the food is consumed quickly, and before dawn, the young man packs his bags and goes out hunting, which may take another three or five days.

At noon, the Sword Emperor and the Divine Monarch stood in front of the dilapidated wooden house and talked softly.

"......I see," the Sword Emperor nodded, and the words of the Divine Monarch made his heart sink. Shenjun was indeed injured by the man in white, and in the past half a month of recuperation, there have been news from flying pigeons, and sure enough, the man in white has disappeared strangely. "It's probably going to be peaceful for a while......"

Hearing this, the Divine Monarch said, "I'm afraid it's not that easy, if you really want what you said, the woman who can bind him is dead, then the sharpest sword in the world has no scabbard." I'm worried that sooner or later the bloody storm will come back. ”

"The rivers and lakes are ......like this," the Sword Emperor sighed secretly. Thinking of the seven people who came with him, they are all important forces in the rivers and lakes, and this time they are even more defeated in this forest and sea, and their forces have been greatly damaged. I'm afraid that the hearts of the people in the rivers and lakes will be unstable again.

"We are all dying people, and we have long lost any enthusiasm, and now the rivers and lakes are afraid that they will become the rivers and lakes of young people. ”

"Oh?" the Sword Emperor raised his eyebrows and said, "Listen to this, you have the intention to retire to the rivers and lakes? Then why are you accepting apprentices? I heard you call that young apprentice before, that is your first disciple?"

"Newly accepted, sixth disciple. Seeing that the Sword Emperor asked about this, the Divine Monarch looked proud.

"If I remember correctly, you accept apprentices very strictly, how many people want to worship and practice under your disciples, but you have refused, and in recent years, it has been rumored that you will no longer accept apprentices, not to mention that the previous apprentices are also the best among the younger generation. This young man doesn't seem to know martial arts, and he is already seventeen or eighteen years old, why do you take a fancy to him?" the Sword Emperor asked. The two have known each other for a long time, although they have the identity of good and evil, but they are both extreme swordsmen, and there is a trace of intimacy in their hearts, and they can't help but ask what they think in their hearts.

"I've always been very accurate in seeing people...... Moreover, we and other cult people have always done things as they pleased. As he spoke, the tone of his words suddenly changed, and the Divine Monarch sneered, "No wonder you decent people haven't had any decent characters for many years. If you are a short-sighted person like you, it seems that the old man will be able to dominate the rivers and lakes just around the corner. ”

"You!" the Sword Emperor was choked by the Divine Monarch, and his old face seemed to be unable to hang up.

Shenjun shook his head, turned around and walked towards the wooden house, and said, "You are old, you can't even see the special thing about this good disciple of mine. ”

“......”

Shenjun didn't continue to explain, but only muttered in his heart: "The young man who can survive in this vast forest must not be an idle person......

He didn't say it, and he didn't want to say it, but this young man's encounter with him was a great opportunity. Coupled with the light exercises used by young people when they first met themselves, it was definitely a unique exercise in the world.

He wanted this mysterious young man to get out of the mountains, it was an adventure, but it was worth it.

Perhaps, this young man will be an opportunity......