Chapter 6: Throwing Knives and Swordsmen

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The knife was three inches and three minutes long, silvery-white, and shimmered with a faint blue light in the night light.

This is not Xiao Li's flying knife, this is the flying knife of Xiao Siwu, the son of the four noos.

Very few people in the world know the size of Xiao Li's flying knife, and very few people have seen Xiao Li's flying knife, this truth is just like when Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, sending out dozens of flying knives, but even his opponent couldn't see where the flying knife came from and when the flying knife was issued.

Only one thing is certain, if the knife appears, it must be a good example.

This three-inch and three-point flying knife is in Xiao Siwu's hands, and this is also the knife that has not been false so far, and it should even be said that the proportion of no false hair is more terrifying, because this flying knife is not only not false, once it is issued, no one can survive.

So far, there have been seven people who have fallen under this flying knife, and these seven people are all martial arts masters of the Seven Great Sects.

Xiao Siwu pinched the flying knife, but he didn't mean to send a flying knife, there was another person beside him.

Liu Changjie stood in the courtyard, Xiao Siwu also stood in the courtyard, Liu Changjie looked at Xiao Siwu, and also looked at the flying knife that was rumored to be miraculous on the rivers and lakes.

Liu Changjie didn't speak, Xiao Siwu obviously saw Liu Changjie watching him kill with a sharp weapon, but he didn't open his mouth either.

The wind is cold, the night is cool, there is not even starlight in the sky, only the residual lights in the inn shine on this small courtyard, this is really a good place to kill, and it is also a good time to kill.

Xiao Siwu stretched out his hand, the flying knife was originally in his palm, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the flying knife had already landed between his index finger and middle finger, and in an instant, Liu Changjie's incomparable sharp aura seemed to be like a divine soldier pulled out of the sheath and had paused in his throat in an instant.

At this time, he had already risen from head to toe with layers of chills.

However, Liu Changjie didn't move, and Xiao Siwu didn't make any movement, he just said lightly: "How about this knife?"

"This knife is not only sharp and sharp, but also strong and soft, and it is difficult to find a weapon comparable to this flying knife, but in my opinion, this is not the most valuable thing about this flying knife. ”

Xiao Siwu smiled faintly, a flash of curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "Oh, is there anything else worth taking this flying knife?"

Liu Changjie nodded, he said: "Yes, this flying knife is rare in the world, but if you can't find someone who can control this flying knife, it is still difficult to exert the greatest effect and power, it is obvious that this flying knife has met a good master, so this flying knife can kill seven martial arts masters of the seven major martial arts sects in just three months without a knife under the flying knife." ”

A person will naturally be happy if he hears such compliments from the mouths of others. Xiao Si was no exception, he was even very happy, so Liu Changjie, who said this, was an extremely capable person.

However, although he was laughing, he did not lose his mind, he was still holding the flying knife in his hand, but his eyes had moved from Liu Changjie's body to the tip of the flying knife, and he said lightly: "So far, this flying knife has been issued a total of seven times, and each time it has taken people's lives under the blade. He said it calmly because it was the truth.

Liu Changjie listened calmly, but layers of chill had risen in his heart.

However, his tone was also very calm, he looked at Xiao Siwu, stared at Xiao Siwu's flying knife, and even a provocative look flashed in his eyes, he said: "The flying knife is still the murderous flying knife, but the owner of the flying knife is no longer Xiao Siwu, the son of the four no-nos." ”

"Oh?" Xiao Siwu's expression was indifferent, but a hint of sharpness quietly flashed in his eyes.

Liu Changjie was already calm, the provocative look in his eyes became more obvious, and he said lightly: "If it was the former Siwu Gongzi, I naturally wouldn't dare to say this, but in the face of the current Siwu Gongzi, I still have the courage to say this." ”

Xiao Siwu didn't speak, but his eyes had already flashed with a blade-like light, the flying knife was in his hand, he could use the knife at any time, and Liu Changjie at this moment was like the prey in his eyes, a prey that would die at any time.

Liu Changjie didn't seem to feel the kind of murderous intent around him, he didn't make the slightest defensive movement all over his body, he looked at Xiao Siwudao: "Your flying knife is still the flying knife of the past, but your people are missing something." ”

Xiao Siwu didn't intend to speak, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but speak, he said, "What is it?"

Liu Changjie: "Confidence?"

"Confidence?"

Liu Changjie looked at Xiao Siwu and said with great certainty: "Yes, the current Siwu Gongzi lacks a kind of self-confidence that he was invincible in the world when he held the flying knife, so I can conclude that you must have met someone, something happened that you couldn't even expect, and I can even be sure that this person must be related to Ye Kai." ”

Xiao Siwu didn't speak, but Liu Changjie already felt that the murderous intent on this person had faded.

Liu Changjie sighed heavily: "It seems that the person who made you lose this feeling is not Ye Kai, it is Fu Hongxue, and you came to find Chu Feng this time, not only because it was Ye Kai's entrustment, but also because you also hope to restore your self-confidence and confidence in the knife by finding Chu Feng." ”

Xiao Siwu didn't speak, but at this moment, he didn't say anything, wouldn't he have acquiesced.

Not only did Xiao Si speak, but his knife had also been withdrawn from the knife, a place where absolutely no one could find it, he looked up at the dark sky, and at this moment he thought of Fu Hongxue in his mind, and thought of Fu Hongxue's knife.

Yes, Liu Changjie's judgment was not wrong, and the person who made Xiao Siwu lose his confidence was not Ye Kai, but Fu Hongxue.

Fu Hongxue's people, Fu Hongxue's knife.

When Xiao Siwu saw Fu Hongxue, he had the urge to take out the knife, but when he really stood in front of Fu Hongxue, he had already lost the confidence to take out the knife, he had never seen that kind of person, he had never seen that kind of knife.

That person seemed to be from hell, his knife seemed to be the magic knife of hell, not only with death, but also with a kind of despair that was unbearable for the living, in front of that person's knife, not only did he not have the ability to send out a flying knife, he even lost the confidence to send out a flying knife, so he came to Chu Feng, he hoped to find the confidence of holding a knife in the past from Chu Feng's body.

If he couldn't regain his former self-confidence, how could he face Ye Kai's Xiao Li Flying Knife? He understood this truth very well, so he decided to find Chu Feng at all costs.

It's just that Chu Feng is not in the Valley of the Kings now.

The sword, the sword has been broken.

A broken sword stuck in the ground, already deep in the earth, only the hilt was exposed.

A person, a person in a wheelchair.

This man is in a wheelchair, and the person seems to be mentioned as a wheelchair, and he seems to be a stone, and only when the eyes of this stone look at the sword, he seems to be alive.

This person seems to have been born to live for the sword, and now that the sword has been broken, is this person already dying?

Xiao Feiyu is not wearing men's clothes today, but women's clothes.

He is a very heroic and very beautiful woman, but few people can see his beauty, and few people will associate beauty with this woman, because she is not beautiful, but because her temperament makes people can't help but ignore that this woman is a peerless beauty.

Xiao Feiyu has few friends, her only friend Feng Siniang once asked her with a smile: I really don't know why Zhan Mengbai likes you, you don't look like a woman anywhere.

She is a woman, but the first impression in the mind of anyone who sees her will never be labeled as a beautiful woman, this woman always has an indescribable charm, and so far no one can specifically say what kind of charm Xiao Feiyu has.

Today, Xiao Feiyu's dress is very ordinary, and it should even be said that she is not dressed, she has a sword on her body, which is not a broken sword, but a sword from the Valley of the Kings.

In the past, although Xiao Wangsun was not well-known in the rivers and lakes, there were countless martial arts masters who were defeated, and there were countless swordsmen.

Now this sword has fallen into Xiao Feiyu's hands.

Xiao Feiyu walked up to the guest in the wheelchair, she unsheathed her saber without hesitation, and handed the sword to the person in the wheelchair.

The people in the wheelchair didn't look at Xiao Feiyu, let alone the sword, she said lightly: "This is not my sword." ”

Xiao Feiyu smiled slightly, and she said, "This was not your sword originally, but now it is your sword." ”

The man in the wheelchair shook his head, and he said, "This is not my sword, my sword is broken, so I have no sword." ”

Xiao Feiyu looked at the person in the wheelchair, she sighed, and then casually threw this coveted sword on the ground, she said lightly: "But you need a sword." ”

The person in the wheelchair did not deny it, she said lightly: "Yes, I need a sword, but the sword I need is on the way, not yours." ”

Xiao Feiyu nodded, she surprisingly didn't refute this man's point of view, but just said lightly: "Yuan Suiyun of Wuzheng Villa, Jin Lingzhi of Wanfu Wanshouyuan, your good friend Liu Changjie, and Xiao Siwu, who has been extremely famous in the rivers and lakes recently, have all come. ”

The man in the wheelchair asked, "When are you going to meet them?"

"Nineteen. ”

"December 19?"

The man in the wheelchair was silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll show up then." ”

Xiao Feiyu nodded, she said to the man, you have a good rest, and then left.

The man in the wheelchair didn't speak, his eyes still on the sword, the broken sword on the ground.

The sword has been broken, but the man has not died, and Kenshin has not died.

If a person does not die, and the sword heart is not extinguished, who in heaven and earth can hinder this person from breaking his sword and reforging it and rising again?

The man stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword inserted in the ground, and a terrifying sword intent appeared on his body, this was not one sword intent, but thousands of sword intents, and each sword intent was very pure, but it also conflicted with each other. (To be continued.) )