The essence of chivalry lies in sacrifice, dedication, and uncomplaining dedication. www.biquge.info There are very few people in the world who can really call the word "chivalry" in the world.

But Jiang Feng never considered himself a chivalrous man, as a person who prefers to live in the dark. What he can do and what he wants to do is just to protect himself, without enough benefits, maybe he will do some small things that are insignificant to him because he is in a good mood. But to work hard for the sake of the common people in the world, to give up, he never has such an awareness.

Nameless suddenly pressed his eyes, and he slowly pulled up the erhu in his hand again. In a trance, he seemed to be back to his youth, remembering everything he had been.

In the past, Nameless and his eldest brother Mu Yingxiong took the hero sword, and their martial arts were abolished by the sword saint Dugu Sword.

And just when the nameless spirit was depressed, the sword wisdom of the Sword Sect appeared, and there was a way to restore his strength, but he was unwilling to accept the nameless disciples who had no anger. Seeing this, the eldest brother Mu Yingxiong decided to pretend to be a traitor to restore his war spirit and prevent him from assassinating the emperor three years later.

In order to restore the sword qi and promote it to a higher realm, he learned all the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect within half a year, and suffered from the ten thousand swords in the sword wheel for three years.

On the way to stop the eldest brother Mu Yingxiong's action, Nameless met the Sword Saint Dugu Sword, and the Sword Saint woke up to Nameless as his prophesied opponent, and fought a decisive battle with him, and he couldn't hold on to it. The latter two used sword intent to control the two brothers who passed by, because the two brothers always had a brotherly feeling, the sword saint's lore saint spirit swordsmanship could not be made to the fullest, the sword saint regretted defeat, and promised to return to the unknown from now on.

Nameless also delayed the trip, however, Mu Yingxiong did not kill the emperor of the year, but forced him to sign an agreement. 100,000 forbidden troops chased and killed Ying Xiong and forced him to the precipice, but there was nothing he could do. Nameless rushed to the rescue.

Mu Yingxiong didn't want to be nameless, and he wanted to fight with the hero, which could be said to be on par, but he was willing to jump off the cliff and hand over the agreement to Nameless, and Nameless understood that this was not a traitorous agreement, but to motivate the emperor to be diligent and love the people, otherwise he would ......

Nameless retains the agreement. The 100,000 forbidden troops were shocked by the battle between the two, knowing that the martial arts of the two could not be filled by numbers, and the emperor had to decide to give up.

Since then, in Nameless's heart, there has always been a feeling of guilt and admiration for Mu Yingxiong. Therefore, although Nameless, who lost his beloved wife, lived in seclusion in the Zhonghua Pavilion and lived a seemingly indisputable life, in fact, Nameless's mind has always been in this rivers and lakes.

"As long as the seniors are willing to leave, there is a fairly valuable news that is willing to be presented to the seniors, how about it?"

Seeing that Nameless was still pulling the erhu with his eyes closed, completely unmoved, Jiang Feng continued to speak: "Okay, the predecessors really care about the common people and are not moved by any external objects!"

In this case, I will tell my predecessors that in the past, the broken army had snatched a colorless and tasteless poison from the hands of Dongying Poison Ninja. He is a narrow-minded man, and he will compare his money, and he would rather destroy what he can't get than let others get it. Now, I think he's still in Dongying!"

Jiang Feng's voice just fell, and the right hand that was namelessly pulling the strings slammed.

A series of piano sounds of "boom" came, and the next moment, the nameless erhu finally couldn't pull anymore. After all, no one can continue to pull a broken erhu.

The wind, which seems to freeze at this time, and the water, which seems to be still at this time.

Jiang Feng and Nameless suddenly became very quiet, that kind of quiet, like a volcano that had been sleeping for an unknown amount of time.

Jiang Feng has already repaid the nameless favor, and from this moment on, the two of them do not owe each other. But Nameless's heart at this time has been completely filled with anger, men, as long as it is a real man, no one will be indifferent to the enemy who kills his lover.

Even if he is the only son of his most beloved master.

Nameless needs to vent, but he is enduring it, and his life is really a person full of tragedy. The higher his martial arts, the more miserable his life became, just because he had never lived well for himself.

"Grief ...... inexplicable"

A sad sword intent swept in, that kind of sadness, bitterness, suffering, remorse, no matter who it was, they would involuntarily think of the most unforgettable sad thing they had ever been in this sword intent.

This kind of grief is inexplicable, and it was originally for the boundless and inexplicable gain after the death of his wife Xiaoyu. This sword, born from love, destroyed by love, and extinguished by love, between love and love, is boundless grief, boundless misery, and the sword that kills the world.

At this time, Jiang Feng's body burst out with a terrifying knife intent that tore through everything and cut everyone off.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one knife, and the one who is punished by heaven is the same.

In the tempering of the invincible and invincible sword technique, Jiang Feng's sword intent also degenerated into a terrifying sword intent that was invincible.

Dealing with Nameless, who had reached the Heavenly Sword Realm, even though Jiang Feng had infinite confidence in his swordsmanship. But the most suitable for Jiang Feng at this time is still the knife technique.

A man is a knife, and a knife is a man.

The hand rises, the wind and clouds change, the river rushes to the sky, the hand falls, the knife intent is in the air, and everything is strangled.

At this time, after Jiang Feng urged the ninth level of Ming Yugong to the extreme, with his supreme sword intent, the blow he sent out was enough to reach the peak of the realm of refining qi and transforming gods. You can almost touch the ethereal realm of refining gods in the next step.

Grief, all things have spirits, who is not sad.

At this moment, everything close to Nameless seems to have been immersed in an inexplicable grief. This point, even the sword intent of the river wind, as well as the rolling river water, are no exception.

The knife is indomitable, it should not have feelings, because with the knife of feelings, it will often become no longer sharp.

The most terrifying thing about this sword technique is that it is unimaginably weird. Rather, it lies in the fact that no matter who you are, what moves, what soldiers, or what martial arts. As long as you encounter this sword technique, you will be impregnated with that kind of sad sword intent.

Jiang Feng's sword technique is enough to cut through the sharpest divine weapons, enough to cut the surging water of the river, enough to make the strongest hill collapse with a bang. But when Jiang Feng's invisible air knife approached Nameless's side, without any struggle, Nameless didn't even make a move, and that kind of long-pervasive martial arts will had already corroded Jiang Feng's air knife!

"Why do I feel so sad all of a sudden? It feels like the most important person has just left and will never come back!"

Far away in the woods more than ten miles away, Murong Qiudi looked at the blue sky and muttered to himself. (To be continued.) )