The swordsman on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"Have you had enough?"

I saw a faster figure flashing towards Monsoon, intercepting the wooden stick in Monsoon's hand with a sword, and pushing the sword forward with a backhand, just around his neck. At this time, the blade of the sword was tightly pressed against Monsoon's throat, and if it advanced another half an inch, it would inevitably be splashed with blood on the spot.

"Ahem~~ Feng'er"

Seeing that the monsoon was in danger, Xuan Wanzi was very uneasy in his heart, and wanted to get up, but he was so poisonous that he couldn't move.

When the strong man saw that the monsoon was finally captured, he was very happy in his heart, and twisted the delicate face of the monsoon with a pair of thick hands. Smirked: "Hey, hey, boy, I'm honest now!"

The woman on the side hurriedly said: "Big brother, be careful, don't scratch this handsome face." She looked at the monsoon breeze and smiled charmingly.

Ji Feng's eyes rolled, revealing a sneer: "Hmph! You kill me, it doesn't matter." It's just that this old man is very old, and he is already half into the loess, so it is better to let him die in peace, why do you want to do it yourself!"

"Good one, Flim Flam. As the man spoke, his eyes were unmoved, and with a quick turn of his wrist, he slammed the sword into the blade-thin scabbard without being biased.

Xuan Xuanzi said: "Where did you come from?"

"I respect you as a senior, so I will let you die and understand, we are bounty hunters. It was my second sister, the Immortal Snake Clan-Du Sha, this is my third brother, the Divine Realm's general-Han Qing, and the lower is Duan Qiushui.

On the "Jishi Monument", you can be worth 100,000 gold. We're just taking your head for money. ”

"Hahaha, it turned out to be a hunter group composed of the three worlds of mortals, immortals, and gods. ”

Xuan Xuanzi wants to detoxify, but this poison is a strange poison in the world - "Night Star Language", and its poison spreads extremely quickly, especially at night. Soon, it had flowed through the meridians of the whole body, and even the true qi had dissipated, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

Duan Qiushui said: "Xuan Xuanzi's old-timers have martial arts that are world-renowned, and we admire them. But today we are victorious, and after saying the last words, you can decide for yourself. When he had finished speaking, he turned and stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the sky.

Xuan Xuanzi said: "Okay! I killed myself." I beg you to spare this child. ”

As he spoke, Xuan Xuanzi took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Ji Feng tremblingly.

"Feng'er, in two years, there will be a martial arts meeting in the world. At that time, whoever wins the position of leader of the alliance will have to hand him this letter personally. Never open the letter or let anyone else see it. Remember!"

Xuan Xuanzi touched Ji Feng's face, endured the pain, and said with a far-fetched smile: "Hehe, I originally wanted to teach you a set of sword techniques." Now that I think about it, forget it. Although this set of sword techniques is hugely powerful, the fixed display of moves will only imprison you from practicing a kaleidoscopic sword qi duel.

Remember, neither swordsmanship nor cultivation is singular, nor is it static. In the future, you will have to rely on yourself to experience it. ”

Monsoon nodded vigorously.

"You hurry up, I'll hold them back. Xuan Xuanzi whispered.

"No, Master, I won't leave you alone. ”

"The way of swordsmanship is like the road of life. At the beginning is like a green lotus, and it stops like a withered mulberry. Swords are corroded and rusted, and people should also be born, old, sick and die. To become a good swordsman, you must see through life and death, and see through parting. ”

Ji Feng looked up at Xuan Xuanzi, and the two looked at each other. It was as if a thousand words were conveyed in an instant. Monsoon didn't say anything, just touched the moist corners of his eyes.

"Duan Qiushui, you take my head to receive the reward, just ask you to let this child go. He... He has nothing to do with me. After saying that, he lowered his head and sighed.

Duan Qiushui didn't seem to want to kill Monsoon very much, so he gasped at the moment and said, "Since I, Duan Qiushui, became a bounty hunter, I have killed countless people, some good and some bad. But never buy or sell at a loss. If you kill one more person today, but you can't receive much bounty, why do you need to do useless work? ”

Han Qing hurriedly said: "Big brother, this son has such skills at a young age, if you don't get rid of him while he is still in his fledgling, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles in the future!"

On the side, Du Sha suddenly became nervous: "No! Big brother, you can't kill him." It is better to leave him at my disposal. ”

Han Qing scolded angrily: "I think you are confused by lust!"

Du Sha's face was also angry, and he pointed at Han Qing and said, "You rough man, what do you know? I said I can't kill, I just can't kill!"

Duan Qiushui's eyes widened sharply, and he said angrily: "You two are enough! Let this young man go, no one is allowed to stop him." ”

Xuan Xuanzi: "Duan Qiushui, you are still a gentleman." So I'm relieved. Then a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Lift your sword and wipe it across the wrinkled neck. Monsoon tried to stop it, but it was too late. Poisoned black blood gushed out and splashed onto Monsoon's face.

"Master, Master!" Monsoon shouted loudly, shaking Xuan Xuanzi's body desperately, but to no avail.

A white mist overflowed from Xuan Xuanzi's body, and he didn't know where it flew to.

Duan Qiushui and the others raised their heads and looked at the mist. With a look of satisfaction on his face, he turned around and was about to leave.

Monsoon's eyes flashed with tears, and he was full of anger for a moment. He picked up Xuan Xuanzi's sword and slashed at Duan Qiushui with an angry blow, but he swung his sword upward, knocked the sword down, and put the sword around his neck again.

"I promised Xuan Xuanzi that if I don't kill you, I ask you to respect his old man's last wish and live well. Second sister, third brother, let's go. ”

"I'll seek revenge on you!" Monsoon's eyes were full of murderous aura.

Han Qing saw this murderous aura, and thought that if he stayed, it would be a trouble, so it was better to kill him altogether. Then he gathered his fists and approached the monsoon. But at some point, Duan Qiushui's sword was already on his neck, and he couldn't take another half step.

"If you kill him, where are you going to put me?" Duan Qiushui said coldly.

Tussaud also pushed his strong chest muscles, and said angrily: "What are you doing? ”

Han Qing closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It seems to be extremely disappointed in the two people in front of him. With a "bang", he angrily pushed away the sword around his neck and turned to leave. Only one proverb remains:

"Because of your indecision, we will die at the hands of this little one. ”

Duan Qiushui glanced at him, and with a "whoosh", he inserted the sword into the sheath. He said coldly: "As a hunter." There are some things that are more important than life. ”

After saying that, the three of them flew away from the world in the tree together.

When they left for a long time, Ji Feng Wu knelt in front of Xuan Xuanzi, bowed his head and said nothing. After another half an hour, the tears in his eyes that had been holding back finally surged out like a flood that burst the embankment. When he slowly raised his head, his eyes were shocked with a sense of murder. Under the moonlight, the murderous aura suddenly soared, and the birds flew in shock.

The monsoon buried Xuanqi in this 10,000-year-old tree, and pasted the soil on the grave little by little. Sitting alone, my heart is like a knife.

And so, I sat until dawn. When the faint sunlight shone in front of Xuan Xuanzi's tomb, Ji Feng finally came back to his senses, "Master, let's go!" and immediately lifted his robe and got up, took Xuan Xuanzi's sword, and walked with him. Just as he was leaving, he didn't forget to look back at Xuan Xuanzi's tombstone, and his eyes were quite reluctant.

At this time, in the depths of the rift, a dragon groan appeared, and suddenly a violent wind suddenly rose, the sky was dark, and a huge figure blocked the sun. When the monsoon raised its head, the wind and the sun were beautiful again, and the grass and trees were calm again, and when they looked at the ground again, the huge shadow had disappeared, and the monsoon did not think too much about it, and turned away.