"You are now mad at the enemy, and all the swordsmen in the world are terrified when they see you, there is no longer a living mouth under the sword, your friends have abandoned you, and you are already alone. ”

Another figure appeared and came with Shangguan Jinhong, but it was half a step behind him, as if it was deliberate, emaciated, and the most strange thing was that the person actually held a sword in his left hand.

There is no need to doubt that it must be Jing Wuming who can walk beside Shangguan Jinhong, he has three scars on his face, he is very tall, wearing a golden shirt, the corners of the shirt are very short, which can only cover the knees, the cuffs are tight, the fingers are thin and long, and the bones are protruding, which looks very powerful.

The most terrifying thing is that his eyes are dead gray, as if they have neither emotion nor life.

In addition to Liu Baiyi's white hair, the temperament of the two is surprisingly similar.

It's just that his eyes have shrunk.

Only because of this engraved Shangguan Jinhong is not in a hurry to come, calm but but give people a kind of wind and clouds, as if there is a shock, seemingly like a floating cloud of pace but in the landing into a state of rooting, the sound is like a drum sonorous and powerful, and the Jing Wusheng behind him forms a peculiar rhythm, its momentum is like the water of the river rolling eastward, uncontainable, straight to the willow white clothes, the fallen leaves between the two sides have already been washed clean by the momentum.

"Good opponent. ”

Liu Baiyi's eyes were contemplative for the first time, and he said that he had changed Qiu Shuihan from his right hand to his left hand.

"The day of the duel is still five days away, and you are obviously ready to come and see me. ”

He didn't care about Jing Wu's answer, from the first sight, his white hair had flown more violently and wildly, and he couldn't wait for five days later.

"Come to think of it, there is no one in the world who can stop your combined attack. ”

Liu Baiyi's eyes emitted endless essence, like the first rays of the morning sun that pierced the eternal night, making Shangguan Jinhong's calm eyes change slightly.

"Hmm...... Would you like to give it a try?"

Shangguan Jinhong groaned, and his voice was like the low roar of a lion.

"Buzz!"

I saw that his body did not move, and a golden phantom in the distance had suddenly flown back, it was the dragon ring, and at this moment, Shangguan Jinhong's body seemed to have disappeared.

Liu Baiyi's eyes changed color.

"Where's your ring?"

He spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Ring in the heart. ”

Shangguan Jinhong looked at him calmly.

The sword body in Liu Baiyi's left hand buzzed in vain, and I don't know if Liu Baiyi was trembling or the sword was trembling.

"I'm going to give it a try. ”

He watched the pace of the two of them, and suddenly said, another autumn wind blew in the sky, rolling up countless fallen leaves, but it was falling between the three of them.

"Good. ”

Shangguan Jinhong's one-word answer was like the end of the drum, and at the same time, there was also Jing Wusheng's shot.

"Poof!"

The sound of swords sounded almost at the same time.

The fallen leaves that had originally floated into the air seemed to be pushed by two invisible qi engines and turned into a tornado whirlwind.

The two black shadows pierced the whirlpool of dead leaves almost at the same time, only to see countless sword shadows fighting each other, but they couldn't see each other, they could only see the swords that pierced the fallen leaves, as if two living swords were fighting to the death.

Treacherous...... , The sword goes to the edge, the sword goes to the trick, unlike all swordsmen, Jing Wuming takes the edge, and the part of each sword shot is something that the other party will never think of.

And Liu Baiyi is actually the same, he is also holding a sword in his left hand at the moment, and the sword is also spicy and mysterious.

Only at the moment when the fallen leaves rolled, the two of them had exchanged more than a dozen moves, their bodies were as strange as the two black winds around the fallen leaves, and the swords in their hands were like two strange poisonous snakes, just waiting for one blow to be fatal.

Liu Baiyi became more and more crazy the more he fought, the more he frantically froze, and a layer of gray mist was filled on the sword body at some point, and the weirdness of his body seemed to instantly divide into nine figures and stab towards Jing Wusheng.

"It's a pity. ”

With a calm sigh, Shangguan Jinhong, who was originally standing on the back side, spoke, and just when Liu Baiyi's sword momentum had just taken shape, an indescribable golden ring phantom appeared in front of him, abrupt and weird, as if it was there.

The fallen leaves fell, and so did Liu Baiyi's sword, and so did Jing Wuming, and the dust settled.

"You're defeated. ”

Liu Baiyi looked at Jing Wusheng's left hand, there was a wound there, and the entire left hand was strangely losing its vitality.

"I'm defeated, it's a pity. ”

Jing Wuming's eyes were amazing, discolored, and silent, and he looked at his left hand.

"Let's go. ”

Shangguan Jinhong said that he had turned around and left, and so was Jing Wusheng, in their eyes, Liu Baiyi seemed to no longer exist, or that he was dead, he was indeed dying, who could withstand Shangguan Jinhong's full force blow without being injured today, his chest seemed to be intact, and he was seriously injured inside, and the severity of the injury was probably not long lived.

"Ahem......"

Liu Baiyi only felt that his lungs were blocked, and there were some fragments of internal organs faintly under the cough.

"Am I too anxious?"

His seven orifices were spilling blood, and he quietly looked at the autumn water cold in his hand.

"Dingding......

The sword in his hand also kept trembling, like a wail.

"I have also realized the tenth sword, shattering the void, alas. ”

Liu Baiyi walked slowly with Qiu Shui Han in his arms, looking dazed, but he didn't know where he was going, and the vitality in his body was gradually disappearing.

He left Baoding City and walked into the mountains and forests outside the city.

"It turns out that I still can't let go of the heart of finding the way of immortality after all, is this a punishment for me?"

Liu Baiyi muttered to himself.

As he went, his blood slowly condensed into ice on the ground.

"Come out. ”

After walking for a long time, Liu Baiyi suddenly stopped and said.

In the woods behind him, a figure slowly walked out at this sound, it was the child before, the little beggar, his eyes were very unusual, and Liu Baiyi seemed to see the stormy waves under this calm.

And those eyes were staring at the sword in Liu Baiyi's hand from time to time.

"You like it?"

Liu Baiyi is very calm, maybe people are very calm when they are dying.

"It's called Autumn Water Cold. ”

Liu Baiyi said and touched the sword body lovingly.

"What's your name?"

He suddenly looked at the young man, he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that this young man would be very unusual in the future.

"Yan Thirteen. ”

The boy's voice was also calm.

Liu Baiyi was stunned for a moment, his eyes a little fluttering.

"Good name...... Ahem. ”

After a long time, he said, his breath gradually fainting.

"Naturally, it is a good name, and I will definitely make this name resound throughout the rivers and lakes and shock the world. ”

As soon as the young man heard Liu Baiyi's praise, he immediately said very solemnly, swearing is like a promise, because when he becomes famous, his sword will also become famous, and he likes the autumn water cold.

"Ahem...... If you call me Master, I will give it to you...... Ahem......"

Liu Baiyi didn't know why a smile appeared on his face, he had forgotten how long he hadn't smiled.

"Bang bang bang!"

The young man did not hesitate, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times.

"Everyone in my life hates me, but you are willing to pass on my swordsmanship, and you can afford these three rings and a master. ”

The young man's eyes were very persistent.

"Well, if I die, this sword will also fall into the hands of those mediocre people, and it will be just right for you...... Unfortunately, I can't get to see the knife, I'm just a passerby in this world after all. ”

Liu Baiyi sighed.

At this moment, the sword in Liu Baiyi's hand suddenly gave birth to a terrifying shock, and the infinite cold qi crossed into Liu Baiyi's body from the sword body, but in an instant, even with his cold body, he felt a little solidified, along with the soul, it was so terrifying that it was indescribable, as if it was a chill that did not belong to the world.

In a breath, a human-shaped ice cube was already standing in front of the young man, and among the ice cubes was the frozen willow white clothes, and the dark autumn water cold fell on the ground much darker.

Two days later, there is a nameless tomb in an unknown forest outside Baoding City, the tombstone is simple and nameless, no one knows who is buried inside, and the dead leaves are gradually covered, covering all traces.

The years change, the sun and the moon turn.

Generations of talented people have come out, and a generation of new people has replaced the old.

The name of the owner of this tomb has gradually been worn out by time, and people only remember the names of Li Xunhuan and the flying swordsman, and there are countless rising generations who have gradually become famous and drowned countless deceased people.

Among the rising generations, Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan are the two most prestigious swordsmen in today's rivers and lakes, and their sword benefits are as fast as the flying swordsmen of the past, and then there is Fu Hongxue, the heir of Xiao Li's flying knife, and Ye Kai, the successor of Xiao Li's flying knife, have been born famous all over the world.

In the martial arts, the two major terrorist forces of the Demon Sect and Tianzun were born, which made countless people in the rivers and lakes frightened and fell into dire straits.

......

"Grace is one head, resentment is the other, what do you want when you die, persuade the monarch not to commit suicide, success or failure in the dark, only the romance ......"

Outside Baoding City, there was a vague sound of nothingness, like a sigh.