The moonlight is so bright, the lush trees are so still, and the snowy mountains in the distance are so solemn.

Jing Wuxue watched quietly, leaning against a big tree by the river.

In the distance, a faint rustling sound was gradually heard.

It was the footsteps of pedestrians.

Just listening to the voice, there are quite a few people coming, at least a dozen people.

Jing Wuxue had already heard the specific number of people, it was thirteen.

He looked at the broken sword in his hand, although the sword was broken, but the remnant blade could also kill.

Since the mission failed, according to the rules, he had no benefit to take, and it was naturally impossible for these people to take any benefit.

If there is no benefit to take, there will inevitably be disputes, so strike first and kill first.

His figure had already disappeared into the night, hidden in the shadow of the tree, and even if he looked closer, it was difficult for ordinary people to see his figure.

And his breath was completely constricted, and his eyes were closed, like a snake hibernating in a hole, and it looked like a slender branch of a tree, completely imperceptible.

"Jing Wuxue!"

"What about people, why did you ask us to come here and still don't see anyone?"

"Could it be that the Dragon Palace is breaking its word and getting fat?"

Thirteen had reached the river.

They are all dressed in white, with long swords on their backs, and they have different temperaments, but they are outstanding.

The first two are Guo Qilin and Li Luotao, and the people behind them are naturally the little brothers who are hugging around.

When I arrived at the agreed place, I still didn't see Jing Wuxue's figure.

Guo Qilin and Li Luotao were already keenly aware of the slightest mistake, and felt faintly uneasy.

The water of the Blue Snow River in front of him shimmered very faintly in the moonlight, and some of the ice on the surface of the river also refracted the silent light, and there was a dead silence around, as if all living things were silent in this cold night, and they were all dead.

"Little ......"

Guo Qilin suddenly closed his mouth as soon as he said a word, and before the word "heart" could be spoken, a dark and dead sword light had pierced the throat of a person behind him.

Before the screams could be heard, a member of the Snow Sword Gang threw himself directly to the ground, while several other barely visible needle shadows passed by in the dark night, and some people screamed and were injured.

Li Luotao snorted, and he was also caught off guard and was injured by the blood shadow needle, but fortunately, his strength was outstanding, but he avoided the key point at the critical moment and did not die on the spot.

"Jing Wuxue!!"

Guo Qilin roared.

"Kill !——"

All anger turned into just one word.

Choking!

More than ten snow-bright sword lights lit up in the silent night, and they all hugged Jing Wuxue, who was like a tiger entering a wolf pack.

This moment. Either you die, or I die.

"One...... Two...... Three...... It's pretty fast. ”

Not far away, on the branch of a tree, Jiang Ruoxuan stood with his hands in his hands, looking indifferently at the battle circle in front of him.

His broad cloak was lifted by the wind, his sleeves swinged, and a sheathed scimitar fell into his hand, his hand already on the hilt.

"Knife Intent...... This murderous aura!" Jing Wuxue, who was fighting, broke his sword in his hand, and his pupils contracted.

Almost instantly, he didn't hesitate, his figure flashed, like a blood shadow remnant, suddenly avoiding a few long swords, and swept towards the river in the distance.

"Where to go!" Li Luotao's murderous intent surged, he couldn't wait to sword Jing Wuxue at this moment, and where would he let Jing Wuxue escape.

However, as soon as he yelled and rushed out, he felt that his eyes were shrouded in a cyan sword.

The night is dark, the moon is round, and the sword is dazzling!

It is different from Jing Wuxue's death, silence, and imperceptible sword.

Jiang Ruoxuan's knife came from such a clear slash, but it made people fearful, as if the world in front of them was filled with knife light, and there was no way to avoid it or escape.

The sword light came from the sky.

Falling from the sky.

Like a long river for nine days, the green light flashed and fell down the crowd.

slashed like a dragon in the wild waves, and hurried to move the knife.

Jiang Ruoxuan killed with a knife!

The knife is like the wind when you start at will, and you will see red when you receive it at one point.

Jiang Ruoxuan killed with a knife!

"Ahhh——!

Li Luotao's cry of fear stopped suddenly, his eyes froze, and he felt a cold and painful body, and then the warm liquid poured out from his face to his chest to his whole body.

"Jiang Ruoxuan!!"

Before he died, Guo Qilin's roar was so clear in the night.

He only felt that the world in front of him was getting darker and darker, and a dozen or so clear sword lights quickly passed by, and the world was immediately dark, and all the sword lights and sword shadows and sword sounds had disappeared, and silence was restored.

Gentle moonlight, curved short knife.

The moonlight fell on the blood-stained blade, and the blue and red colors alternated into cold tones, and the line of broken string-like handwriting was vividly in my mind - Xiaolou was ...... all night

Jiang Ruoxuan's black cloak fell to the ground, stained with blood, but it was all enemy blood.

The scimitar flashed brightly, and it was included in the pitch-black scabbard, and the brilliance was exhausted, and it was plain and true.

There are many thirteen corpses on the ground, all of whom have been wronged ghosts and ghosts, and have gone to the path of reincarnation.

Jing Wuxue looked at the person on the bank of the river from afar, the terrifying person, the incomparable swordsman, and his eyes were filled with unprecedented solemnity.

Is it a war?

Or run away?

Is it a war?

Or run away?!!

His hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

When a swordsman's hand begins to tremble, it means that he will not be able to use good swordsmanship.

When a killer's hand holding a sword begins to tremble, then the determination cannot kill.

It's a distraction, a fatal change in mood.

"Jing Wuxue, you are thirty zhang away from me, your internal qi is only about four hundred, your body method should only be the blood shadow footwork of the middle martial arts, this body method is better than rapid dodge and short-distance explosion in a small area, and it is not suitable for long-distance travel and light skills. ”

Jiang Ruoxuan said as he slowly walked towards Jing Wuxue with a knife.

But after walking out of Wuzhang, he suddenly stopped, and when Jing Wuxue's mind had not fully recovered, and he had not been stimulated to make the idea of running away, he smiled lightly, "Now, you are still twenty-five zhang away from me, and my internal qi is more than five hundred. ”

Jing Wuxue's hand grasping the sword was completely stable, and his mind was settled, but he was unprecedentedly vigilant at the moment, his eyes were solemn and jealous and staring at Jiang Ruoxuan.

Jiang Ruoxuan continued to smile and held up the knife in his hand, "I use this knife to kill you, it only takes five knives." I will catch up with you, and even if you start fleeing now, I will be able to catch up with you within five miles.

If you go all out and run for five miles, you won't have more than 100 points of internal qi left.

I have traveled five miles with all my strength, and my internal qi is definitely more than yours.

I will kill you tonight, and you will die!"

Jing Wuxue's pupils contracted, and he said coldly, "If you want to kill, you will kill, why talk nonsense, come, I'll see how you kill me." ”

He broke his sword and pointed diagonally.

At this moment, even if it is death, he does not want to lose his self-esteem and backbone, and he can't escape, so why fear death, why not fight?