Chapter 36: The Nameless Man

The heavy rain is pouring down, in the pouring rain, the Shunfeng Inn is like a cage in the rain, the gloomy weather, the depressing atmosphere, so that everyone in the inn is incomparably heavy, like a dark cloud pressing down, at this moment everyone is holding their breath, especially the people in Tsing Yi.

The man in Tsing Yi had not only felt the dark clouds pressing down, but he had even felt that the breath of death had come with him. But his mind was so calm that it was like a pool of stagnant water, and his people had come to think of themselves as dead.

When a dead person faces the most terrible death in the eyes of ordinary people, there will no longer be a look of fear in his eyes. This is the case with the man in Tsing Yi at this moment, he knows that he has challenged a person who should not be challenged, but he has already regarded himself as a dead man, so he has no fear.

Although he was not afraid, he was still afraid, afraid of the swordsman in front of him who had not yet made a move, the swordsman in white who won the snow, this swordsman named Ximen Fuxue.

Ximen Blowing Snow, he is no stranger to this name, the most respected person in his life once commented on Ximen Blowing Snow: this person's swordsmanship is excellent in the world, and the realm of kendo is also rare in the world, there was no Ximen Blowing Snow in the past, and there will be no Ximen Blowing Snow in the future, he is the only existence in the sky and the earth, throughout the ages, and he may still be the most terrible swordsman in the world.

When he didn't face Simon Blowing Snow, he didn't agree with this sentence, even if the person who said this sentence was the most respected person in his life, but today even if he was still a little unconvinced in his heart, he had to agree, Simon Blowing Snow had not yet made a move, he already felt that Simon Blowing Snow was the most powerful swordsman he had ever seen in his life, no one.

Ximen Fuxue stared at the man in Tsing Yi, and he looked at the man in Tsing Yi for a long time. The man in Tsing Yi looked calm, but the cold sweat that had already appeared on his back, he withdrew his sharp gaze, and said coldly: "What kind of sword do you use?"

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, and said coldly: "Any sword is a killing weapon in my hands, and the sword in my hand now is the most suitable sword for me." ”

The best sword is the best sword. If a swordsman doesn't understand this truth, he is not qualified to make a move at all, Ximen Fuxue nodded, at least the young man in front of him is not stupid.

The hand of the man in Tsing Yi had already grasped the sword, and the sword had already been drawn out, and the sword flashed with cold light, so Ximen Fuxue had already seen the man's sword, and everyone present had already seen the man's sword.

Ximen Fuxue has superb swordsmanship and is an expert in identifying swords. So he had seen the man's sword. The saber of the Tsing Yi man is not a famous sword, and the material of the sword is not special, but just a very ordinary stainless steel long sword, a narrow and sharp sword.

He only glanced at the sword, then withdrew his gaze, and said coldly: "Good sword, but it's a pity that the person who makes the sword is not clear, so you just need to take out the sword." Surely death. He spoke calmly, but no one doubted his words. Even his opponent, the man in Tsing Yi, did not doubt the man's words.

The man in Tsing Yi even understood that once he made a move on Ximen Blowing Snow, then he would definitely die in the hands of Ximen Blowing Snow, but he wanted to try, he wanted to try to see if he could crack Simon Blowing Snow's sword, if he could crack Simon Blowing Snow's sword, then he would definitely be able to defeat that person. The nameless swordsman named Mo Dump Chi.

He glanced at Ximen Fuxue and sneered, "I know that your judgment has always been accurate, but I also believe that I can handle your sword." ”

Ximen Fuxue didn't speak anymore, he could already tell from the man's sword drawing that this was a swordsman with infinite potential, a swordsman who could be successful in swordsmanship or could fight with him in twenty years. But he didn't stop it, he knew that this man had made up his mind, and words couldn't stop it, so he had to wait.

He's giving this man one last chance.

If the man in Tsing Yi draws his sword, the man in Tsing Yi will die, and if the man in Tsing Yi does not draw his sword, then he will not move. If he takes out his sword, the sword will be stained with blood, so there is a very elegant and poignant saying in the rivers and lakes: Ximen blows snow not snow, but blood.

The man in Tsing Yi already knew that Ximen Blowing Snow was giving him a chance, he had already seen that Ximen Blowing Snow didn't want to kill him, and he had already seen that if he made a move, Ximen Blowing Snow would definitely not show mercy, he was a very smart person, but sometimes smart people often do stupid things that stupid people would not do, he stared at the swordsman in front of him with great respect, and said: "In Xiahua Mountain, the Sword Sect Linghu Chong, please ask Mr. Ximen for guidance." ”

Immediately, the man in Tsing Yi had already drawn his sword.

Ling Hu Chong, Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then remembered this name, isn't Ling Hu Chong the disciple of the Huashan faction who Feng Qingyang praised the old man? At this moment, he had already walked towards the man in Tsing Yi, he did not allow Ling Hu Chong to take out the sword, because Ling Hu Chong would definitely die if he rushed out of the sword, and he didn't want Ling Hu Chong to die, so he made a move.

There are very few people in the rivers and lakes who don't know Lu Xiaofeng's great name, but very few people know what Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts are? Even Ximen Blowing Snow, Sikong Picking Stars, Mu Daoren, and others, who have been friends with Lu Xiaofeng for many years, don't know what this person's martial arts attainments are? Ximen Blowing Snow and others always feel that Lu Xiaofeng never really shows his martial arts attainments, so no one knows what Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts attainments are.

However, there is one thing that no one in the rivers and lakes does not know, that is, Lu Xiaofeng's famous stunt Lingxi One Finger, there has never been a weapon in the world that Lingxi One Finger cannot be clamped or clamped tightly, at this moment Lu Xiaofeng In order to prevent Ling Hu Chong from appearing, he used the Ling Rhino One Finger, so he made up his mind not to want Ling Hu Chong to die in the hands of Ximen Blowing Snow.

But this time, his spirit finger missed.

His spirit rhino finger was originally going to clamp Ling Hu Chong's sword.

Speaking of swordsmanship, no matter which one, that faction will never dare to compete with Huashan, just because the Huashan faction has a set of 'Qingfeng Thirteen Styles' swordsmanship is indeed graceful and unmatched, even Kunlun's 'Flying Dragon Nine Styles' is ashamed of itself.

At this moment, Ling Hu Chong used it as the first Qingfeng Xu in the Huashan School's peerless swordsmanship Qingfeng Thirteen Styles.

This move is a rare swordsmanship in the world today, it seems to be nothing, it seems to be real and virtual, it seems to be changing, just like an antelope hanging its horns, there is no trace, and few people can investigate this set of swordsmanship. However, Lu Xiaofeng had already explored the trajectory of this set of swordsmanship, so he was absolutely sure to catch this move when he used the Spirit Rhino Finger, but his Spirit Rhino Finger did not catch the sword.

The reason was not anything else, but because Ling Hu Chong's sword was pulled out of its sheath, and with the sound of cracking the air, a blue light flashed. In an instant, he broke Ling Hu Chong's sword, and with a flash of blue light, he directly broke Ling Hu Chong's sword.

The sword broke, the blue light did not stop, and the sound of 'grabbing' was fiercely embedded into the beams and pillars of the hall. Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng's spirit rhino finger did not catch Ling Hu Chong's sword, and Ling Hu Chong's sword fell directly to the ground.

Ximen Blowing Snow did not have any different colors on his face, nor did he have any different colors in his heart, he looked at Ling Hu Chong very calmly, as if nothing had happened at all.

But the others are not like Simon blowing snow. Even Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, he looked in the direction of the blue light, and saw a handsome young man in the corner tower eating.

At this moment, if it weren't for the countless eyes around him looking at that person, Lu Xiaofeng wouldn't dare to conclude that the person in front of him was the one who used copper coins to deliver a fierce blow.

The person in front of him was too young and elegant, and he couldn't tell that this was a man in the rivers and lakes.

The man ate his meal quietly, paying no attention to the other people's eyes, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Ling Hu Chong's pupils had already begun to contract violently, and a very dazzling light flashed in his eyes. Lu Xiaofeng had even noticed that Ling Hu Chong's hand had begun to tremble, and he had already vaguely guessed this person. At this time, Linghu Chong stared at the man, and said word by word: "Mo poured pool." ”

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were even brighter, this person was really the Ink Dumping Pool, the Ink Dumping Pond that Ximen Blowing Snow had to remember. Suddenly, he thought of one thing: Since Mo Tianchi was still alive, what about Xie Xiaofeng? Is Xie Xiaofeng already dead? Thinking of this, the light in Lu Xiaofeng's eyes became even brighter.

Mo poured into the pond and continued to eat. After eating the last bite of food, he raised his head to look at Ling Hu Chong with a complicated expression in his eyes, and slowly spoke, "You want to kill me?"

Ling Hu Chong sneered: "If your friend dies in front of you at the hands of someone else, will you avenge your friend?"

Mo Tingchi nodded and said, "I will definitely kill that person." ”

Linghu said, "Then do I have a reason to kill you?"

"You do have a reason to kill me," Mo Tingchi said, "but you have more reasons not to kill me." ”

Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "Why should I let you go?"

Mo Dumping Chi said confidently: "One." You are not my opponent, and your friend should be a dead man. ”

Linghu Chong took a deep breath, he wanted to refute these two reasons, but there was no reason to refute, he knew that what Mo Dump Chi said was indeed right, he was not Mo Dump Chi's opponent, and his friend was a heinous person.

Mo Dumping Chi continued to look at Ling Hu Chong very calmly and said, "Now the only capital you have to kill me: the sword has also been broken by me, so do you still want to kill me now." ”

Ling Hu Chong was silent for a moment, and said decisively: "Not bad." ”

Mo Tingchi looked at Ling Hu Chong very calmly and nodded, he slowly stood up and walked in front of Ling Hu Chong, and slowly said: "Very good, you are very determined, so I will give you a chance to kill me." ”

Ling Hu Chong was stunned again, he no longer understood the thoughts of the swordsman in front of him, he could only look at Mo Dump Chi and wait for Ink Dump Chi to continue.

Mo Dump Chi took out a bronzing post and handed it to Ling Hu Chong, and said with a smile: "As long as you give him to Feng Qingyang, then you have a chance to kill me." ”

Ling Hu Chong held the hot stamping post, didn't look at it, and asked, "Why should I help you?"

Mo Tingchi smiled and said, "Whether you help me or not, I will go to Huashan." ”

Ling Hu Chong already somewhat understood Mo Tingchi's intentions, and his hands were already trembling slightly, but he still asked, "Why did you go to Huashan?"

Mo Tingchi said honestly: "Because I want to see the wind Qingyang and see if he is worthy of my shot." He glanced at Ling Hu Chong deeply, and in an instant, Ling Hu Chong felt that all the secrets in his heart had been revealed, and he only heard the soft voice of Mo Dumping Chi: "I think you haven't forgotten the conversation between me and Liu Changjie outside the town, but I'm still alive." ”

At this moment, Ling Hu Chong's face was incomparably pale, his hand was holding the gilded post, he glanced at Mo Dump Chi fiercely, and almost gritted his teeth and said: "I will do what you wish, as long as you dare to go to Huashan." ”

Immediately, Ling Hu Chong left in a hurry and disappeared into the torrential rain. (To be continued.) )