On this day, it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that the plum blossom thief Li Xunhuan had been escorted to the Shaolin Temple by the seven major sects led by Shaolin Wudang to publicly try his crimes, and his friend A Fei was seriously injured and his life and death unknown.

Even Twilight Dongliu had a hint of doubt in his eyes when he heard the news, and then half-narrowed.

"Looks like they're coming for me this time. ”

For the first time, his expression really showed murderous intent, he didn't mind others doing it to him, but he couldn't tolerate it if his friends were involved.

Who dares to say this in the rivers and lakes, if he wants to leave, I'm afraid no one will dare to stop him, and no one will be able to stop him, but in the eyes of Du Dongliu, his flying knife is too soft, perhaps, only such a knife can walk in the light, and his knife is destined to walk in the dark.

His brow furrowed at the thought of this, but then, he let go again.

"Perhaps, after they have experienced what is destined to happen, the edge may be better. ”

With this in mind.

"However, I didn't expect the Seven Great Sects to dare to pay attention to me. ”

Twilight didn't speak again, for the people were gone.

Xingunzhuang.

Here he is again.

The garden is eerily peaceful, and the Shura scene a few days ago doesn't know whether it was washed clean by snow or washed by water at the moment.

His body was like the wind, and as soon as his steps fell, he had reached a land of plum groves.

Cold incense small building.

The snow on the ground is covered with a layer of plum blossoms.

Light snow gradually drifted from the sky again, and a touch of coldness fell on Twilight's face.

"It's snowing. ”

Twilight murmured and headed for the pavilion.

But the next step he stopped.

He saw an acquaintance, Ah Fei.

And there was a woman standing next to him, there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, she had a shocking face, her body was soft, her skin was like clotted jade, and at this moment, she looked very weak, like a woman who was hurt for love, gentle and pure.

She is the first beauty in the world, Lin Xian'er.

The two seemed surprised by Twilight Dongliu's arrival, but Twilight Dongliu saw the almost imperceptible fear in Lin Xian'er's eyes and a glimmer of discovery of a new plaything.

Ah Fei's eyes also moved, he was a little happy, just because Du Dongliu came, the probability of rescuing Li Xunhuan was greater.

But he saw that Du Dongliu's eyes had been staring at Lin Xian'er, he was not angry, only doubtful, and frightened, because the look in Du Dongliu's eyes was very pure, it was a touch of killing intent hidden in the depths.

"This time their target is me, you don't have to go. ”

Twilight Dongliu retracted his gaze and looked at Ah Fei.

"But it's not you who is in Shaolin right now. ”

Ah Fei obviously did not agree.

"And if you go, he won't leave alone. ”

Twilight Dongliu pondered for a while before nodding.

"Is your sword still sharp?"

Twilight Dongliu said something inexplicable, and his eyes were on Lin Xian'er.

When Ah Fei heard this, he understood what Du Dongliu meant, his hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, and said coldly, "You can try." ”

"If you don't have a pure sword heart, how can you prove it to him, maybe, it won't be long before you can't even compare to his heirs. ”

Twilight Dongliu's calm words instantly exploded in Ah Fei's ears and in his heart like a thunderclap in the Nine Heavens.

"You know he's there?"

His face gradually changed, and a wave of anger arose, a kind of anger different from anger, an anger that was so cold that it penetrated deep into the marrow, his face was as cold as ice, and his eyes seemed to rise like a fire, a fire that could not be extinguished, and if it was not released at this moment, it might burn itself.

"Tell me. ”

Seeing that Twilight Dongliu was unresponsive and looked at him quietly, he had already roared in a low voice, like a wounded lone wolf, hysterical.

"Whew!"

His sword was unsheathed.

Lin Xian'er looked shocked and worried, and there was this curiosity and inexplicable pleasure in the depths of her eyes, just because whoever died in front of her two people in front of her would make her happy.

His sword is faster, under the movement of his footsteps, the sword in his hand has turned into an instant lightning between a few ups and downs, compared to the previous speed of the sky, at this moment, he actually knows how to simplify the complex, in the eyes of Du Dongliu, this sword has been compared to the previous ten million swords.

Twilight's eyes were shining, and the sword had given him a slight sense of crisis, an instinct to see the joy of the hunt.

"Poof!"

With a flick of his right hand, a flash of blue light was like a pool of autumn water blocking the lightning bolt.

The two intersected in an instant.

Sword light, sword shadow, drifting snow, the two have been separated and collided in an instant, one is like a hysterical lone wolf, and the other is as calm as Yue Zhiyuan.

The snow that had fallen in an orderly manner had already been washed away by this sword and scattered like dust, and then disappeared.

"Tell me. ”

The fury behind Ah Fei's roar ushered in the calm of the twilight.

The lightning has turned to thunder.

"There's still room for improvement?"

Twilight's eyes moved, and then finally changed a little, and he only felt a chill rise around him.

I saw that at this moment, one of the thunderous sword shadows slowly gave birth to an inexplicable feeling, as if it was a kind of will, full of ruthlessness, ruthlessness to others, but also ruthlessness to oneself, similar to the decision but different, there is no way out.

"Sword intent?"

Twilight felt it very clearly.

It may not be mature yet, but there is no doubt that this is the prototype of sword intent.

"It's such an extreme sword intent, so good. ”

Twilight Dongliu actually said three good words in a row, his face full of surprise and amazement.

You must know that even he formed his own knife intent under the deliberate guidance of Xiao Li Feidao, and it was converted from his fist intent, it cannot be denied that he took a shortcut. And at this moment, Ah Fei in front of him actually formed his own sword intent with a wave of anger.

"Good boy, you actually think of me as your sharpening stone. ”

Twilight Dongliu said this, but the joy in his eyes became even stronger.

"Come on, then, don't break your sword. ”

After that, a domineering will had been born from his body and then merged into the blue light, and there was actually a faint cyan sword in the cyan blade.

Lin Xian'er next to her also had a rare hint of shock in her eyes at this time, and her ministers on the couch also had many good hands with swords and knives, but compared to the two people in front of her, they were almost as different as Xinghuo and Haoyue.

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

The battle escalated, and the swords and sword qi kept colliding and dispersing.

Ah Fei's sword seemed to have reached another height at this time, simplifying the complex, abandoning all meaningless movements, each sword would not leave the heart of the eyebrows in the east of the twilight, these fateful places, Lin Xian'er's originally ruddy face in the distance turned pale for some reason, just because the galloping sword shadow and the cold star at the tip of the sword made her have the illusion of being in it.

This seems to be about to get out of the category of fast, and it is an extreme that is different from that flying knife.

Xiao Li's knife intent is still not very clear, it seems that there is a kind of killing intent, the meaning of death when the knife is made, but there is something else. And now, Ah Fei's sword seems to be about to reach that point, just after his sword intent is sharp, he will definitely not be easy to use the sword, because if he takes out the sword, he will die, either he will die, or the opponent will die.

Such a sword is about to get out of the category of law, no longer confined to form, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and then I am afraid that he will not be able to meet an opponent among those who use the sword.

And the knife of Du Dongliu is another field, belonging to the pinnacle of skill and art, he doesn't know knife skills, he only has knife intent, Dacheng's peak Xingyi Fist can allow him to perfectly control every inch of muscle and veins in his body, which creates his terrifying knife skills.

In this way, he can control the knife technique used in each sword, position, time, strength, and speed, and he can exert all his strength to the limit.

Therefore, he didn't need a knife technique, because for him, even an ordinary swing of a knife was already an invincible sword technique.

And he, there is also knife intent.

Although the two are slightly different, they have the same effect, they are not confined to the form, relatively speaking, they are just standing on a high place when they started, and now, Ah Fei only needs time to catch up.

At this moment, the war in the plum forest has reached the stage of white heat, the ground is already full of ravines, like a strong wind crossing, the branches that were originally standing upright in the cold winter full of plum blossoms are all falling horizontally in the snow, and the incisions are level.

Twilight looked at his chest, where there was a narrow incision, simple and deadly, and if it hadn't been for the iron piece that had been swept away by his knife, it would have been a hole.

Then, he looked at Ah Fei, who was standing still in the snow, why didn't he move, just because a cyan blade was against the center of his eyebrows.

Ah Fei can even feel the coldness of the blade, maybe he doesn't have to exert himself, as long as the domineering sword intent is spit out, he will be divided in half like Zhao Zhengyi before.

His hand holding the sword tightened, an indescribable look of pain swelled up on his face, his eyes glanced at Lin Xian'er in the distance, and then suddenly closed his body and leaned forward.

But the knife retreated faster.

"My sword kills only the enemy, not the one who seeks death. ”

Twilight Dongliu opened his mouth with some pity, and there was a hearty feeling.

"Your sword intent has been born, the world's top master is destined to have a place for you, I will wait for you to fight again. ”

Twilight Dongliu glanced at Ah Fei, then turned to leave with the knife in his sheath.

"If you want to go to Shaolin, come to the Shen family ancestral hall to find me, I look forward to walking with you, and I look forward to a good opponent. ”