Zhan Ye

Duan Ximei from Xuli Villa visited once three years ago.

The Xuli Villa in front of him looks the same as it did three years ago, at least on the surface.The back of the villa is facing the mountain, and there are dozens of acres of farmland in front of it. The main gate of the villa is just across the farmland.

Now is the busy season of farming, and there are many agricultural vehicles and equipment in the fields, and in some farmlands that have been harvested, all the semi-dry straws are tied into targets, and one is placed in the field every few steps, densely packed, very spectacular.

Duan Wei and his eyes flicked over the scarecrows, farm vehicles, plow rakes and other things one by one.

Wei Feiqing chuckled and said, "I guess the straw here will pierce people."

Duan Ximei said: "There should be organic contours and traps buried in the ground."

Wei Feiqing smiled and said, "Those carts are probably not only used for shoveling rice and grass."

Duan Ximei said: "There should be arrays arranged on the left and right sides."

Wei Feiqing's smile grew stronger: "So we can only walk through the traps everywhere?"

Duan Ximei said lightly: "It's just a matter of stepping down."

Wei Feiqing asked curiously, "How did you get in three years ago? You also trampled to pieces their good farmland?"

After a moment of silence, Duan Xumei said: "Fly in with the eagle."

Wei Feiqing was taken aback when he heard the words, and then laughed so hard that tears almost came out.He only thought that this person had so aggressively crushed the mechanism that other people were proud of that day, but in the end he never even touched it. This is really more humiliating than crushing.

After laughing, he clapped his hands and praised: "This method is very clever, but unfortunately even if we turn ourselves into two eagles this time, I'm afraid we will be shot down from the air."

Duan Xiemei took a step forward.

But before he felt the threat from the front, a certain fierce murderous aura from the rear suddenly made his hairs stand up, and he rolled into the farmland on the spot.

This rolling, as if rolling into an invisible huge spider web, suddenly awakened the entire farmland from its deep sleep.Dozens of straw piles in the field bounced up from the ground as if they were frightened, spread out, and straightened one by one, as if they were transformed from straw into three-foot-long steel needles in an instant, taking Duan Ximei as a disturbance to them Shen Mian's enemies all aimed at him.

The cart at the end of the farmland suddenly changed its shape autonomously as if it had become conscious, turning it over from the top to the bottom, and the side that was turned over and facing Mr. Duan was a black hole.

But all these men have no time to pay attention to.

The moment he rolled out, he pulled out the golden hairpin on his head, and the next moment the tip of the hairpin met a point of the sword.

That point of the sword was sharper than all the swords he had ever experienced.

The moment he met the sword tip, Duan Ximei spat out a mouthful of blood.

That person didn't try to use moves to defeat him, that person directly crushed him with internal force surging like a river through the tip of his sword.

He instantly cheered up and hurriedly responded to the challenge.

And his internal injuries have accumulated layer after layer, and he hasn't recovered for a long time.

Duan Xu lost his temper.

He is still in the field.

It stands to reason that those steel needles should have pierced him into a hornet's nest at this moment, and the cannon carriage that suddenly appeared should have fired a cannon and exploded him.

But neither.

Because the moment he moved, Wei Feiqing also moved.

Wei Feiqing could have rushed forward to meet the enemy with Duan Ximei, or he could have dragged Duan Ximei away from him.But he had already seen the appearance of the person thundering towards, so he resolutely gave up the first two possibilities and rushed directly to the farmland.

He threw out a lot of copper coins.

It was the golden house that had been displayed in the underground palace.

Every copper coin is facing the straw like a steel needle trying to tie Duan Ximei into a hornet's nest.

And he pounced on the cannon carriage.

He showed his righteousness, stepped on the copper coins flying in the air, and moved to the front of the cannon in an instant, and he hadn't even set foot in the field.

He was still in mid-air, but hot smoke was already rising from the gun carriage.

What is he going to do now?Is he going to pounce on the cannon?

He drew his knife.

That Mr. Duan walked with him for nearly half a month, but he never knew that he had a knife.

The knife was wrapped around his waist.

How soft should a knife like a belt be?how thin?

At this moment, the soft and thin knife surface finally revealed its true face in the darkness, with a white and pretty light shining, it slashed straight towards the cannon carriage, and even the cannon and the carriage were split into two halves.

Wei Feiqing finally landed, his feet landed on the wreckage of the two halves of the gun carriage that was still emitting black smoke, and then he turned his head and shouted anxiously: "Master!"

The person who made Duan Ximei vomit blood forcefully with just one move was Mei Laihe.

In this moment, the two have exchanged dozens of moves.

Facing masters like Mei Laihe, Duan Xiemei suffered a loss at the beginning, and now the decline is hard to recover.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Wei Feiqing's words, Mei Laihe faltered, but actually stopped and stopped approaching.

But he didn't stop there.

He held his sword in his hand, and his sword was named Meiyuan Xiaojian. The bright red blood dripped from the tip of the sword, just like the fiery red plums blooming in the cold winter.

The aura around him was not restrained at all, and he was as fierce as a small sword, as if he wanted to pierce everything around him: "Pull your knife."

After coming out of the underground palace, Duan Ximei put away his knife.

He usually only uses gold hairpins to kill people, and a hairpin to seal his throat.

In recent years, few people have been able to force him to the point of drawing his sword.

Neither can Xie Yu.

He drew the saber that day, he just hoped that Xie Yu would die by that saber, that's all.

But at this time, after hearing what Mei Laihe said, he immediately pulled out his knife from Shan Ruliu, and he even thanked Mei Laihe for giving him this opportunity.

Otherwise he has nothing but death.

The two fought again.

Mei Laihe's body is as majestic as a river, but the small plum garden sword in his hand is very delicate, and the swordsmanship he uses is also very stingy, not like a man wielding a knife and gun, but more like a woman embroidering flowers at a window.

The embroidery-like swordsmanship and the small sword like embroidery needles are therefore very accurate.Mei Laihe poured the mighty internal force into the precise little sword, but if it touches it, it will definitely pierce the intestines.

Duan Ximei has also changed.

The moment he pulled out the knife, the man and the knife once again turned into breeze and flowing water, everywhere and nowhere to pursue.

Both have internal injuries.

The two had just competed for unhealed internal strength.

The two of them competed with swordsmanship and knife skills this time.

Wei Feiqing has followed Mei Laihe to practice his swordsmanship since he was a child, and his swordsmanship is also called Meiyuan Xiaojian.He knew that Meiyuan Xiaojian was as precise as an embroidery needle, especially in the hands of Mei Laihe. If he only wanted to cut off one strand of someone else's hair, he would never cut off two.

But he also knew how incomparable Duan Xiong's sword skills were.He has never seen such a flexible knife in his life, nor has he seen such a majestic knife.

He didn't know who would win.

He didn't know, but Mei Laihe seemed to know.

Every time Duan Ximei slashes, Mei Laihe drinks it all to pieces.

"Riding the Wind." Turn a sharp knife into a gentle wind.

"Izumo style." Split the clouds and mist straight to see the blue sky.

"Breaking the waves." Break through the wind and waves to see the sea.

"Listen to the rain." With a knife, the rain stopped, and the rain continued.

Just because you can drink it doesn't mean you can't avoid it.

The sky-filled knife light comes and goes freely like the wind, gathers and disperses like clouds, waves like waves, and penetrates like rain.

Mei Laihe couldn't avoid it.

At this time, he didn't compete with Duan Xumei for internal strength anymore, he really focused on competing with him wholeheartedly.

So he failed miserably.

His whole body's skin has been torn by the light of the knife.

Wei Feiqing couldn't stand it anymore, he shouted again: "Master, Brother Duan, please stop first!"

This time the two finally stopped.

Duan Xiong's eyebrows and lips were stained with blood, his face was snow-white, and his whole body was chilling.

Mei Laihe seemed to be in a daze, and muttered in his mouth: "Sure enough...it's the Water Breaking Knife, the Water Breaking Knife, even He Chunqiu deserves to be recognized as Fengyun's first knife."

Wei Feiqing was shocked when he heard this.

He knew that the Water Cutting Knife was Duan Fangzong's sword that dominated the world in martial arts in the past.

He also knew that He Chunqiu was He Lanchun who ruled the world earlier than Duan Fangzong.

What does Mei Laihe mean by this?

He Lanchun admits that he is not as good as Duan Fangxing?

These two have fought against each other before?

Before he could think clearly, he saw that Mei Laihe had already woken up, staring at Duan Ximei without blinking his eyes: "Do you know whose knife is the knife in your hand? Do you know whose knife is the water-cutting knife technique?" Law?"

Duan Ximei's murderous intent was only restrained at this time, and the corner of his mouth curled up a bit sarcastically: "Duan Fangzong's barrier-breaking knife, Duan Fangzong's water-cutting knife technique."

Mei Laihe's eyes were about to split open: "What's your relationship with him?"

Seeing his appearance, Wei Feiqing couldn't help being taken aback, thinking to himself, does Master have a grudge against Duan Fangzong?But I heard Duan Ximei write lightly: "It is said that he is my father."

Wei Feiqing couldn't help being startled again, thinking that he has such a powerful father, but he is still nothing.Then he thought that his powerful father had been dead for decades, and he also had, no, "two" No. [-] fathers who were still alive and well, and it seemed that he really didn't take it seriously.

But when Mei Laihe heard his words, his panic-stricken eyes suddenly stopped. After a long while of sluggishness, he suddenly knelt down on his knees and burst into tears.

……

Wei Feiqing felt that this was going to drive him crazy.But he really couldn't see the bleak description of the master who never cared about anything, so he hurried forward a few steps to his side, spinning around at a loss, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "I thought you had a grudge against him... So, so you It's exciting."

Mei Laihe, a master who has been famous for many years, didn't care about his demeanor at all. He cried until his face was full of tears, and then he slowly stopped. He raised his head and looked at Duan Ximei again. Instead, regret and gratification are mixed together: "You are still alive... that's good, that's good."

Duan Xu frowned and asked, "Are you old with Duan Fangzong?" He said that Duan Fangzong was his father, but there was no respect in his expression or words.

Mei Laihe shook his head: "I am not familiar with him."

"Then you..." Duan Xu frowned deeper.

Mei Laihe wanted to say something, watched him hesitate to speak, but only shook his head for a long while: "You just think I'm crazy."

Duan Ximei wanted to ask again, but Wei Feiqing said: "Master, what are you doing here?"

Mei Laihe obviously didn't want to say more.Wei Feiqing didn't want others to force him to say things he didn't want to say.

The other two were shocked when they heard his words, and they all came to their senses.

"I... I'm here to save people." Mei Laihe got up and said, "I was about to break into the manor, but I saw you two here, for a while..."

Only now did Wei Feiqing realize that he was dressed in black, and there was a black scarf in the farmland not far away, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Are you going to break in with your face masked?"

Mei Laihe did not answer and acquiesced.

Wei Feiqing supported his forehead.

Duan Ximei said: "The person you want to save is Xiaomei?"

The muscles on Melehe's face trembled.

Duan Ximei continued: "What is your relationship with Xiaomei? She grew up in Guanju since she was a child, so she should have nothing to do with you."

Mei Laihe said softly: "The Xiaomei you are talking about, is she Du Ruo's daughter?"

Duan Xu was startled.

His reaction was an acquiescence.A light of hope and restraint appeared in Mei Laihe's eyes: "She...what's her name?"

Duan Ximei said: "Mei Yinuo."

Mei Laihe's tears, which could barely be stopped, rolled down again, and he wiped his face casually and tried his best to endure: "Whether it has anything to do with it, I'll know when I see her... I can't help her..."

Seeing his obviously sad and restrained appearance, Wei Feiqing felt uncomfortable, sighed and asked Duan Ximei: "Who is Du Ruo?"

Duan Ximei didn't leave Mei Laihe's eyes even for a moment: "Du Ruo is Mei Yinuo's mother, and she is also Guanju's third generation Emei Xue."

Emei Snow...it's Emei Snow again!Could it be that there is a relationship between his Qingxin Xiaozhu and Guanju, Emei Xueming?Not to mention my mother, now it seems that my master and the two generations of Emei Xue are all closely related.Just looking at Mei Laihe's appearance, I can't ask anything at the moment.

Wei Feiqing couldn't help sighing again: "In that case, let's save Miss Mei first, and then we'll talk about the rest." While speaking, he gave Duan a warning glance.The man was always expressionless, but he could see that he was very concerned about Melehe's performance.

Mei Laihe nodded, picked up his black scarf while crying, and covered his face again.Wei Feiqing really couldn't bear to look directly: "Master, what do you mean?"

Mei Laihe said: "Although Xu Li Villa has always been good at himself, he is a famous and decent family in the martial arts. I am also a person close to your father. If you tell me to see through my identity, I will not cause trouble for Qingxin Xiaozhu. You also cover it up That's good."

Wei Feiqing sighed: "Xie Yu only left him here, but Xu Youren took Miss Mei's life without authorization. It was his fault, so why should we hide our face? Even if we are really seen together with brother Duan, we will only Said that we came to ask someone for Xie Yu, and happened to run into Brother Duan, so Xu You still insisted on holding on?"

Mei Laihe was stunned, and found that what he said was very reasonable.

(A few broken thoughts: When this chapter was written in the style of listening to the rain, Zhang Yu’s rain began to circulate in my mind. When I wrote the next sentence, I thought of it like fog, rain, and wind, and gave myself to the cold. …When I wrote the Water Breaking Knife Technique, I originally wanted to write the number one knife in the world, but I suddenly thought of Xiao Li Fei Knife from Uncle Gu’s family, so I took advantage of the situation and wrote the number one knife in Fengyun.)