The sword has roared out!

Unbeatably fast!

In the darkness, only the cold light kept changing, like a silver dragon tearing through the darkness. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dumb Chen and Long Xiaotian were speechless, and even many masters who did not leave their names were shocked into a cold sweat.

There are many kinds of sword moves, some are deadly, some are extreme.

However, no matter how extreme it is, there will inevitably be a way back. Otherwise, this sword stabbed away, and it may also be your own end.

As soon as the remnant sword came out, there was no way back.

If this sword cannot take a person's life, it is oneself who dies.

At the same time, the crow's thumb opened slightly, and the knife edge popped out half an inch.

-- The fingers are changing subtly, and they may seem inconspicuous to others, but they contain earth-shattering variables.

The Falcon's silent sword light came inch by inch, and the dead crow's fingers had moved seven times, each time making his face even paler.

The sword is too fast.

If the crow wants to catch it, it can no longer use the usual killing moves.

His hand touched the second knife.

- A knife that has never been bloodless.

The real secret of the "One Knife Technique" is not how fast you can practice one knife, but how fast you can practice two knives.

The two of them are close at hand, and the knife is out of the sheath!

Life and death are only a moment.

The difference between the two was only an inch.

Even if it is an inch, it can become a fatal weakness in the eyes of a master.

The sword was an inch worse than the sword, and the dead crow could feel the cold sweat in his palm, if it wasn't for the broken sword, it was more than two feet missing, and it must have been his heart that was stabbed first.

But because of this inch, the life and death of Falcon Buyan has been decided.

The remnant sword was pointed at the crow's chest, and the long knife must have grazed the neck of the falcon.

A terrible roar!

The sword is roaring!

Then there was silence.

No one spoke. A cold current rolls up in the lake, and willow leaves flutter all over the sky.

-- The wind is strong again, leading to a miserable white full moon.

The two of them were in the middle of the full moon.

They were all still standing, and there was blood on their knives...... Bright red blood, with occasional flashes of fluorescence, like rubies that melt into the blade.

The moment that determines life and death is hidden in the darkest moment, and no one can see it clearly, and everyone is watching the changes.

The crow moved first.

It was as if he had woken up from hell and saw Hayabusa still maintaining his posture after making a move.

The falcon did not say that there was a slight trace of blood in his throat.

Long Xiaotian came to his senses and said in a trembling voice: "He, he won?"

Dumb Chen said: "He didn't win. ”

The blood stain did not expand, and the falcon moved its eyes without saying a word, as if looking at a dead man.

There is also blood on the broken sword,

The Raven looked down and saw a blood-red hole in his chest.

A sword is fast, and even the wound doesn't hurt.

His vision gradually blurred, but he felt that everything was very floating and comfortable.

He had thought of a way to escape the "unspeakable" control forever, and that way was to die!

Only when he dies can he retire to the rivers and lakes and no longer live a life of killing and vomiting.

When Falcon Buyan saw the dead crow's eyes, he didn't feel like a ruthless person, and it wasn't until he was dying that he showed the chagrin and helplessness that a person should have.

He clutched his chest, his face expressionless.

Falcon said coldly, "I won, but I feel like I killed the wrong person." ”

The dead crow said: "You are not wrong, it is better to die than to live in pain." ”

Hayabusa said silently: "I have a deep hatred for you, but I can't hate it now. ”

The crow said, "Thank you." ”

He died, without a trace of pain, without a trace of hideousness.

is as arrogant as him, and it is not too bad to get such a way to die. At least he died for himself, and he chose such a way to die. The dead crow didn't mention the dark green box at all, he came to this Jiuliba to meet for a duel.

If he wins, he will also kill himself in the dark, causing the two of them to die a tragic death together.

Only in this way can the "unspeakable" have nothing to say, because he can't say that he hates betrayal the most, as long as he betrays him, death does not mean the end.

There will be loved ones who will suffer for him, and there will be illusions that he is most looking forward to will be shattered in an instant.

"Unspeakable" is such a person.

No one can guess his inner world, and no one dares to guess his world.

The moon was in full bloom, and the last drop of blood fell from the sword.

When this drop of blood hits the ground, it is just the right time.

Falcon stared at the dead crow's corpse without saying a word, and only thought he was amusing and pitiful. Because he is no longer an assassin who raises his hands to kill, but a tool man who is bent on death, he seems to be begging to die under the sword of Falcon.

-- Born alone, died alone.

Under the dam, everyone talked about it.

Long Xiaotian pondered it a few times, and saw that the mute Chen was also hesitating, so he didn't plan to go to Falcon without saying anything.

Mute Chen was very complicated in his heart, he originally wanted to hold the falcon silently and remind him that young people should keep a low profile and learn to respect their elders.

But with such a sword, why bother?

Only those who gamble are silent.

They lost badly, but the man who bet five hundred taels was very happy.

When he received the silver, others only noticed the clean and tender skin, and they couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Someone asked, "Eh, where is this guy going after winning so much money?"

"Qinglou. ”

"Then the five hundred taels of silver will be spent quickly. ”

"Not fast, not fast. ”

"How can it be unhappy?"

"Because I went to the Qinglou to sell prostitutes, I didn't have to spend money. ”

"Oh?"

"Yanliu Courtyard in Luoyang City, I'm going to sell a girl surnamed Liu, she doesn't need money to pick up customers, why don't you try it?"

This man is smiling, but he is very vicious in his words and actions. He gradually walked into the darkness, looked at the dark corpses on the city wall, and said, "You don't want to deceive me, even if you die, someone will suffer for you." ”

Twenty-three miles outside Luoyang City, Nomura.

This is really an ordinary Nomura that can no longer be ordinary, with curling smoke and beautiful mountains and rivers.

In autumn of one year, people often collect medicine and bask in the sun.

She is the only one who makes this little village shine.

The curvaceous figure, the skin is like a beautiful jade, and the black hair is draped over the shoulders like satin. And her ankles are like ice and snow, slender and slender.

This barren mountain and wild village is also home to such a beauty.

She really fell in love with this place, there was no quarrel with the world, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, what could compare to this?

She has been proficient in music since she was a child, and occasionally sits on the edge of the forest and plays the flute.

A touch of flute sound, melodious, quiet.

A dozen strangers were attracted by her.

The stranger said, "The girl's surname is Liu?"

"Yes, my name is indeed Liu Feihua. ”

But these men showed their knives and said, "You'd better be obedient, and we'll cut off your hands and feet for others to play with." ”

Liu Feihua immediately lost her face and said, "Help! ”

"Just shout, you're left in the whole village. ”

The village was in flames, and countless corpses were lying across the road. There were women stripped naked, old men with frightened faces, and babies in swaddling clothes.

She couldn't help but retreat, but where could she retreat? There was only a simple hut behind her, and maybe there was a knife in the hut, but what could she do if she got it?

But she couldn't stop backing until something hit her back.

As soon as she turned around, she realized that it was a person.

Ghost Face let out a cold breath, causing her to fall to the ground in fright, tears shining from the corners of her slender eyes.

In this autumn day, there is nothing more terrifying than him.

"I can't say," said his subordinate, "Do you know which adult this woman has offended?"

Ten steps killed: "Do you know that I only talk to one kind of person." ”

The subordinate said, "Oh?

Ten steps to kill: "Dead man." ”

The subordinate said, "But I'm still alive and well." ”

As soon as the sleeve of the ten steps was closed, the stranger's chest already had an extra sleeve arrow.

The rest of the people saw that something was wrong and immediately swung their knives forward.

The hand of the ten-step kill is already on the saw blade, and the calmness is full of madness!