However, what kind of character is Xie Yunliu? Back then, because he misunderstood the words of his master Chunyangzi Lu Dongbin, he accidentally injured Chunyangzi with one palm, even if the truth of this misunderstanding was later revealed, Xie Yunliu still persistently refused to admit defeat and never returned to Chunyang Palace, a person wandering like a lone wolf in the land of Dongying, how strong his mind was? How could he choose to serve the elder? Before Zhang Kaifeng did not give up, Xie Yunliu would never be willing to be compared to the other party. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because of the bottoming out of physical strength and internal strength, although the moves between Zhang Kaifeng and Xie Yunliu attacking each other were still as slow as before, such moves also lacked the original strength, and anyone could see that this long battle between the two people was about to come to an end.

There is no way to know whether Zhang Kaifeng will be ruthless to Xie Yunliu, and the Dongying warriors who came here with Xie Yunliu, these Zhongtiao Yidaoliu swordsmen under Xie Yunliu's sect once again pulled out the weapons in their hands, and looked at Zhang Kaifeng defensively, guarding against him if he won and was ruthless to Xie Yunliu - before that, no Dongying warrior would think that Zhang Kaifeng could defeat Xie Yunliu, but now no one can guarantee whether Xie Yunliu can still defeat Zhang Kaifeng.

Lu Nanting and other Pure Yang disciples were also in extremely complicated moods, although Lu Nanting didn't guess or know Xie Yunliu's identity, but the strength of Zhang Kaifeng and Xie Yunliu was deeply engraved into his mind, making him clench his fists uncontrollably, and then let go, countless repetitions, showing the unrest in his heart; Even if the current Xie Yunliu has already judged the pure yang, even if the current Xie Yunliu has a mixed reputation in the pure yang, these pure yang disciples still stubbornly believe that Xie Yunliu is their own elder and their master uncle-can fight with the legendary master uncle, and their feelings can be imagined.

Even though there are all kinds of complications in their hearts, looking at the defensive actions of the samurai of Zhongtiao Yidao, whether it is Lu Nanting or the Pure Yang disciples, they have to pull out the weapons in their hands to prevent the killing of Zhang Kaifeng after Xie Yunliu wins - they have no way of knowing Xie Yunliu's attitude towards Zhang Kaifeng, just as the warriors of the Zhongtiao One Sword Stream do not know Zhang Kaifeng's attitude, even if the Pure Yang disciples still think that Xie Yunliu is their own master, but they have no way to guess the other party's inner thoughts.

This sudden battle lasted too long, so long that even if they didn't want to end this battle, Zhang Kaifeng and Xie Yunliu, who wanted to continue, had to admit that it was time to end.

Zhang Kaifeng's knife and Xie Yunliu's sword collided again, and both of them could feel that the other party's sword (sword) no longer had the amazing power it had at the beginning of the battle, but the two did not feel any joy, because they found that even if the power transmitted from the opponent's sword (sword) no longer had the power it had at the beginning, they let the knife (sword) in their hands come out of their hands, like the last straw that crushed the camel.

The exhaustion of physical strength and internal strength did not slow down the reaction of the two, Zhang Kaifeng took out of his hand and only took out the Mingwang Zhenjail in his right hand, after seeing the sword called 'Residual Blood' in Xie Yunliu's hand, which was the third famous sword conference that he obtained in one fell swoop, Zhang Kaifeng ignored that there was no blade in the other party's hand, and the Mingwang Zhenjail in his left hand was directly cut down, and it was as quiet as the wind.

Of course, Zhang Kaifeng's knife will not be a desperate effort, there is still three points to spare, he is ready to stop the knife when he can touch Xie Yunliu's forehead, the two have no enmity in the past and no resentment in recent days, even if Xie Yunliu's words at the beginning of the battle made Zhang Kaifeng very annoyed, but he didn't feel his changes and progress in the battle, and he didn't have the anger in his heart because of Xie Yunliu's words before, only a little gratitude, so he would not behead Xie Yunliu under the knife.

However, when Zhang Kaifeng's gaze fell on Xie Yunliu's right hand, Zhang Kaifeng knew that he was thinking too much - he seemed to have underestimated this Xie Yunliu senior, and he still wanted to keep his hand, and he didn't know if the other party would keep it?

When the stunning, even indescribable sword light lit up, Zhang Kaifeng couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, waiting for the final result to come-Xie Yunliu kept his hand and lived by himself; Xie Yunliu wanted to kill himself and die by himself.

The Dongying katana that has been straddled by Xie Yunliu on his waist, the Dongying artifact called Tiancong Cloud Sword, which has long been forgotten by Zhang Kaifeng, was pulled out by Xie Yunliu at a speed that is almost invisible to the naked eye, and the cold knife light condensed into a line, slashing straight towards Zhang Kaifeng's waist, although the Mingwang Zhenjian in Zhang Kaifeng's hand is fast, it is still three points slower than the Tiancong Cloud Sword in Xie Yunliu's hand, and when the opponent's Tiancong Cloud Sword slashes himself in two sections, his Mingwang Zhenjian is afraid that there is still a distance to touch Xie Yunliu, and this distance is enough for Xie Yunliu to dodge this knife。

Xie Yunliu let Zhang Kaifeng see what he learned in Dongying, maybe Dongying's martial arts, Dongying's rivers and lakes, and Dongying's martial arts are all inferior to the Central Plains, but they also have their own uniqueness, such a speed of drawing a knife is unprecedented in the Central Plains martial arts, when the Tiancong Cloud Sword stopped three points away from his waist, Zhang Kaifeng knew that he had walked around the ghost gate, and the cold feeling transmitted by the blade that was almost touching his skin was no longer reminded Zhang Kaifeng that his little life was almost gone, this is not a good feeling。

Putting away the knife and returning to the sheath, it is as pleasing to the eye as flowing water, Xie Yunliu did not take care of Zhang Kaifeng, whose body was still stiff, but walked to the side of the famous sword 'Remnant Xue' that was shaking in the snow and took it out of his hand, pulled out the 'Remnant Snow' and inserted it back into the scabbard, and then walked to the side of the Mingwang Town Prison where Zhang Kaifeng fell, picked it up and looked at it, and found that this Mingwang Town Prison was in his own hands. Remnant Xue didn't know how many times she had fought hard, and there was still no blade in the slightest, she nodded slightly, and then threw it in front of Zhang Kaifeng: "It is worthy of the Mingwang Town Prison built by Lu Weilou himself, and you have not lived up to this knife...... This time I won by luck, and you are always welcome to come to me to find this field, but ......"

Xie Yunliu looked at Zhang Kaifeng's immature face, as if he remembered himself and Li Wusheng, who were also immature many years ago, or remembered the child who was despised by him at the first famous sword conference that year, and said to Zhang Kaifeng with a smile: "But I don't accept your challenge, that's another matter, when I see you, I have to admit that people are really old." (To be continued.) )