"You are Xie Xiaofeng?"

Yan Shisan stood in the woods, and at this moment everything seemed to be dyed into a withered yellow, withered yellow sky, withered yellow earth, withered yellow leaves.

"I'm Aggie. ”

Aggie looked calm and even showed a sense of confusion and incomprehension.

Suddenly, Yan Shisan frowned, and then a look of anger appeared on his face.

"If you don't admit it, I'll go to Excalibur Villa and slaughter them. ”

Finally, with these words, Aji's eyes finally changed for a moment.

And just this moment is enough.

"You are indeed Xie Xiaofeng. ”

Yan Shisan's eyes flashed sharply, staring directly at Aji.

"I'm Aggie. ”

Meeting Yan Shisan's eyes, Aji still spoke.

Immediately, the terrifying momentum spread out around Yan Shisan's body, and the cold qi made this already slaughtering heaven and earth even colder, cooling into the bone marrow through the skin.

"Who are you?"

Yan Shisan's eyes were like two cold bolts, and it seemed that he only asked about this last time, and he really only asked about this last time.

"I am. ”

Aggie paused slightly.

"He's not, I'm am. ”

Also at this moment, a laugh with an invisible qi machine released an invisible sword that pierced Yan Shisan's momentum and intervened between the two of them.

The person who came was dressed in a green shirt and had a sallow face, who was the Liu Baiyi after not being disguised.

"You?"

Yan Shisan's eyes shrank, and Aji's eyes also shrank.

"What evidence?"

His gaze had slowly shifted from Aji's body to Liu Baiyi's body.

"When I say I'm Xie Xiaofeng, I'm naturally Xie Xiaofeng. ”

Liu Baiyi walked over slowly, silently and slowly.

"If that's the case, I can also say that I am Xie Xiaofeng, and anyone in the world can also say that he is Xie Xiaofeng. ”

Yan Shisan's eyes turned cold.

"You're not, you're Yan Thirteen, you can only be Yan Thirteen. ”

Liu Baiyi shook his head, his expression gradually became colder, indifferent, he untied a gray cloth behind his back with his right hand, and inside was a sword, a very ordinary sword, but its name was very unusual, because it was called Xie Divine Sword, and its owner was called Xie Xiaofeng.

The ordinary material is fascinating because of Xie Xiaofeng, just like he fed the sword with blood, and it is the same.

"Xie's Excalibur?"

Yan Thirteen's eyes were average, and then his breath sank.

"You're not Xie Xiaofeng?"

But, strangely, he then spoke with certainty.

"Oh? Why?"

Liu Baiyi's fingertips slashed across the ordinary sword body and let out a soft groan.

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Xie Xiaofeng has already united his sword with a sword for the first time, and you, although your breath is as sharp as a sword, but it is incompatible with the sword in your hand, you, not him. ”

You, it's not him, if you are very sure, Yan Shisan's eyes were a little weird and gloomy when he said this.

"It's like that sword, it's never mine, ahem......"

Yan Shisan suddenly coughed violently, I don't know whether he was angry or angry, the corners of his mouth actually overflowed blood, and there was a faint chill when it dripped down.

As soon as Liu Baiyi saw this familiar cold air and Yan Shisan's words, he didn't understand what was going on, I am afraid that this is the price of Yan Shisan's perennial use of autumn water cold, and the cold poison invades the body.

"That makes sense. ”

He looked at the sword in his hand again, and threw it casually and flew straight towards Aji, without any internal force, let alone using strength, and saw that the sword that was supposed to pierce Aji's body actually slowly fell at his feet, as if he knew the master.

"You're the Snow Devil?"

The blood on the corners of Yan Shisan's mouth was gone, the paleness of his face was gone, the gloom of his face was gone, and he returned to his previous appearance, like a dead man.

"You should go find a sword of your own. ”

Liu Baiyi answered the question.

"We all have our own swords, but you don't have them, and you without a sword are not my opponents, nor are you his opponents. ”

This he refers to Xie Xiaofeng.

Hearing this, Aji looked at the divine sword in front of him with some sighs, he did not deny that a swordsman could be insincere to himself, but he could not be dishonest with his sword.

"Indeed, you still lack a sword, your own sword. ”

Aji, or Xie Xiaofeng, slowly held the hilt of the sword and pulled out the divine sword.

Strangely, the sword shook for no reason, and it roared like a leap of joy.

"We are waiting for you. ”

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes showed a trace of memory, and a terrifying sword intent erupted in his body in an instant, and the leaves of the trees were falling endlessly, and the shaking mountains and forests were even more terrifying.

"Your Excellency really does a lot of good things, challenging many good swordsmen in the world, except for a few people who can live, the others will die in your hands, and I can't imagine that you are actually a master of swordsmanship, no wonder, no wonder. ”

Xie Xiaofeng's demeanor at this moment and before seems to be like two people, although the clothes are still a little sloppy, but the whole person's demeanor is like a fish and a dragon, if Li Xunhuan's knife is a knife like a brilliant sun, then Xie Xiaofeng's sword is a sword like a brilliant sun, the same sharpness.

"It's a pity that you haven't completely worn off your edge. ”

Liu Baiyi's face at this moment was already a trace of madness, and his eyes looked at Xie Xiaofeng, who was exuding a terrifying edge, with a sense of pity, in his eyes, Xie Xiaofeng's words were no longer worth listening to at this moment, and there was no one in this world who was worthy of him to see, the only one was Xie Xiaofeng with a sword, even Yan Shisan was ignored by him.

But then, that crazy battle intent had been suppressed by Liu Baiyi, and he knew that now was not the time.

"Three months. ”

He looked at Yan Thirteen again.

At the same time, Yan Shisan also understood the meaning of these words, he did not answer, but turned around and left, leaving Kuhai Town, to find a sword of his own.

And Xie Xiaofeng stared at Yan Shisan's back for a moment, and then looked at Liu Baiyi's back for a moment.

Until at last, a wisp of wind rose, and there was no trace of the person who was staring.