"One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion. After Liu Ruoshui stopped the bleeding in his palm, he spoke.

"Yes, I can only make a third sword. Ah Fei did not hesitate to leak his shortcomings, and said cheerfully.

Ah Fei's shot has always been a sword kill, if he is not sure, he would rather die than use the sword.

But in the face of Liu Ruoshui, he had an "illusion" and felt that he could use the sword.

After failing once, A Fei's "sword heart" appeared in a layer of haze.

If his second sword hadn't seen blood, I'm afraid he himself would have been hit hard by it.

The third sword is probably Ah Fei's last "courage", if he can't defeat Liu Ruoshui again, then he will not be able to defeat Liu Ruoshui for the rest of his life.

What's more, from now on, his mind will be covered by haze, and his swordsmanship will not improve in the slightest, but will continue to regress until he becomes an ordinary person who will never hold a sword again.

Therefore, Ah Fei's eyes became very serious, like a lone wolf about to hunt.

With this sword, he naturally had to use all his strength.

Seeing Ah Fei's appearance at this time, Liu Ruoshui couldn't help but hesitate a little in his heart, he naturally couldn't deliberately lose to Ah Fei, it was not only an insult to himself, but also an insult to Ah Fei.

However, he didn't want to cut off Ah Fei's martial arts path, for a martial artist, I'm afraid there was nothing more cruel than this.

However, Liu Ruoshui couldn't stop what happened next, no matter how cruel it would be, he had to do it.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Ah Fei was still motionless, because he didn't find the slightest chance to make a move.

Liu Ruoshui didn't want him to make a move, so he couldn't make a move.

In terms of swordsmanship, Liu Ruoshui is only slightly better than Ah Fei, or even just between them. But in martial arts, Liu Ruoshui is too much better than Ah Fei.

It's just that, although it is a stalemate now, it cannot be a stalemate forever.

If it really comes to the time when it is necessary, Ah Fei is afraid that he will force his hand.

In that case, I'm afraid there will be only one outcome.

Ah Fei falls.

After all, his sword is so sharp that if he can't hurt others, he will hurt himself.

Liu Ruoshui was naturally a little unbearable in his heart, so he suddenly said, "How did you stab the sword in your hand." ”

Ah Fei's method of transporting the sword is peculiar, and it is completely different from the swordsmanship of any sect.

His swordsmanship has no "cutting", no "interception", only "stabbing"!

Thorns, originally only forward stabs.

But Ah Fei can stab in any direction, no matter where he goes!

He can stab him in the ribs, in the crotch, in the ear.

He can stab forward, backward, left and right.

The reason why he only uses "stabs" is only because it is the fastest.

In fact, when Liu Ruoshui created the "Twelve Swords of the Wind", he had the same idea as Ah Fei, but what he was best at was just a "straight stab".

Therefore, Liu Ruoshui was naturally a little puzzled.

After hearing Liu Ruoshui's question, Ah Fei replied without thinking, "I don't know, I've been practicing like this all along." ”

This is a somewhat eye-popping answer.

He is fast, just because he is more attentive than others, if he practices other martial arts, he will be distracted by this, and he can't be so fast.

The reason why Liu Ruoshui couldn't do it was only because he was "distracted".

It was getting dark, and Ah Fei's originally sharp eyes gradually became a little dim.

Ah Fei's patience is very good, in order to hunt a lone wolf, he once hid in the snow for three days and three nights, motionless.

He could wait, wait, even if he died.

However, if he can wait, there must be a premise, and that is that he believes that he can win.

But now, as time went on, his confidence was worn away.

When he had only the last bit of confidence left, it was when he had to get out of the sheath.

Fortunately, the sky is not so cruel.

Variables have emerged.

Behind Ah Fei and Liu Ruoshui, several lanterns appeared.

There are two lanterns in front and two lanterns in the back, about three feet apart.

Between the lantern in front and the lantern in the back, there are two more people.

Both were tall and wore blond shirts, the corners of which were so long that they almost covered the top of their feet, but they did not move when they walked.

The corners of the shirt in the back are so short that they can only cover the knees.

The man in front was bare-handed, and he didn't have any weapons.

One of the people in the back had a sword stuck in his belt.

Liu Ruoshui suddenly found that this person's method of inserting the sword was similar to Ah Fei's, except that Ah Fei inserted the sword in the center of his belt, and the hilt of the sword was to the right.

But the man put his sword on the right side of his belt, and the hilt of the sword was on the left.

These two people walk very specially, and the person behind them takes every step, but it happens to be between the first and second steps of the person in front of them.

It looks like it's on a person's body.

The first step is taken by the one in front, the second step by the one behind the other, the third step by the one in front, and the fourth step by the one behind the first person, and never a wrong step.

After seeing these two people, Liu Ruoshui smiled, "Great, we can't continue to compete with swords today." ”

The two naturally couldn't compare swords, and under the watchful eyes of the other two masters, Ah Fei naturally couldn't stab the sword in his hand.

Ah Fei said indifferently, "Even if we can't compete today, there will still be a battle between you and me." ”

Liu Ruoshui smiled, "Maybe, maybe a year, maybe ten years, maybe thirty years, who knows when your sword will be pierced." ”

In the world, there are not many people who can stop Liu Ruoshui and A Fei, Li Xunhuan is counted as one, and Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming are also counted as one.

Liu Ruoshui was not the slightest surprise at the arrival of the two of them, Li Xunhuan is here, the old man of Tianji is here, and the two of them will naturally be here.

Ah Fei's eyes looked at Jing Wusheng.

Jing Wuming was also looking at him.

When the two of them met, it was like a sword piercing the cold and gray thousand-year-old rock.

No one can guess if the sword is sharp or the rock is hard!

Although neither of them spoke, a string of sparks seemed to have rushed into their eyes!

How similar these two men are, but they are so different. The same is their sword, the difference is their people.

In a sense, the two are fatalistic enemies.

It's a pity that today, the two of them can't play each other.

Because, Liu Ruoshui opened his mouth and said, "You help me deal with Shangguan Jinhong, and I deal with Jing Wusheng, okay?"

If this arrangement is not reasonable from the perspective of the pure enemy, Jing Wuming and Ah Fei are the opponents of fate.

It's just that for Liu Ruoshui, although Shangguan Jinhong's martial arts are good, that's what it looks like.

Perhaps, he is indeed the first in the world at that time, but for Liu Ruoshui, he is not a qualified "whetstone".

On the contrary, although Jing Wusheng's swordsmanship is not as good as Shangguan Jinhong's "Dragon and Phoenix Ring", it can help Liu Ruoshui sharpen the sword in his hand.

The first to make a move was Ah Fei.

His sword had been hidden in its scabbard for too long, and it had to be unsheathed by this time.

After seeing Ah Fei's move, Jing Wuming also took a step forward, as if he wanted to stop Ah Fei.

But he couldn't do it, on the contrary, his body kept retreating, and he took three or four steps back before he stopped.

"Why don't you use your sword. Liu Ruoshui pressed the half-unsheathed sword back, and then said with interest.

"No...... Opportunity. Although Jing Wuming's voice was very flat, it gave people an extremely cold feeling.

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