[Comprehensive martial arts] The swordsman who specializes in making friends with villains

The cold wind is like a knife, and the snow is flying for thousands of miles.

The snow will live, the wind is uncertain.Several figures came from the south, running wildly on the snow.To be precise, it was the three people behind who were besieging the one in front.What kind of hatred?In this snowy weather, wouldn't it be nice to sit around the stove, warm up a pot of wine, and make an appointment with friends?

"stop!"

"I will catch you at the ends of the earth!"

The shouts from behind came one after another, but the man in front turned a deaf ear to it and just ran forward.Because he knew that as long as he slowed down for a moment, he would be surrounded by three wolves, eating flesh and blood.

He skimmed over this ice field, and the endless ice field allowed him to pass through without any obstacles, but it also brought him another worry—he had no place to hide.He could only be bitten to death by the people behind him in this icy and snowy field.

He can only run, run forward, and keep running until the person behind him collapses due to exhaustion, but this is also very dangerous, because the person who falls due to exhaustion may also be him.

This is a game, and the bet is life, so he ran forward with all his strength, he wanted to win, he wanted to live.Or rather, he thought he couldn't die yet.

He kept running and running, and he suddenly found a small iceberg in front of him.Surprise flashed in his eyes, he flew straight towards the iceberg, bumped his head on the iceberg, and punched a hole straight out.He hid in this cave, and with a shake of his internal energy, the ice on the top of the cave collapsed and completely covered him.

"Where is the person?" A fat man asked angrily, and the figure who was still in front of him just now disappeared strangely.In this world of ice and snow, could it be possible to fly with wings?

"There is an iceberg ahead." A calm middle-aged man said with a smile.

The fat man and another tall and thin bamboo pole-like person also laughed.They felt their quarry was at the end of the road, and they just needed to step forward and get him out of a place that anyone would suspect.

"Who's going?" the fat man asked, his eyes swept over the remaining two people, he clearly asked who was going, but his eyes clearly said: Don't rob anyone.

The middle-aged man smiled and said nothing.

Zhugan snorted and turned his face away.

A triumphant smile appeared on the fat man's face.He moved his huge body and walked towards the iceberg.It's hard to imagine that he just used such a body to bite his prey tightly.

Could a person hiding in an iceberg really be so stupid?Anyone can see through his hiding place at a glance, doesn't he know it?No, he knows.But he was really cornered.People take luck when they are desperate.But they don't know that luck usually kills them.At any time, you can't put your hope of life on others, especially if that person is your enemy.

The fat man walked up to the iceberg and pressed his palms on the iceberg, "Bang bang!" The iceberg split apart, revealing two ice sculptures.

Two ice sculptures?The fat man froze for a moment, then turned to look at the two of them.

"Bang!" At this moment, one of the ice sculptures burst open, and a figure slashed towards the fat man.Fatty couldn't dodge in time, he was hit in the chest by a palm and flew out.

"Huhu——" The person who flew out panted heavily, and the breath turned into ice and fell to the ground.It turned out that he was not just sitting around waiting to die, but waiting for the opportunity to fight hard!

The middle-aged man and the bamboo pole stepped forward cautiously, not caring about their companions, and stared vigilantly at the panting man, as if they were watching a tiger that was ready to rage and hurt people at any time.At the same time, they still have a question in their minds, who is the other ice sculpture?Is that person still alive?Is it this man's companion?

The young man straightened up, smiled at the middle-aged man and the bamboo pole, and walked towards another ice sculpture.

The middle-aged man and the bamboo pole became more vigilant, motionless, staring at the young man.

The young man walked up to the ice sculpture and bent down to pick something up.

The middle-aged man and the bamboo pole seized this opportunity and shot at the same time!If they thought they were really deceived by this kid, they would be underestimating them too much. They just saw the threat of this kid, and no one was willing to make a move first. Take the shot with sure timing and kill this kid with one blow!

The bamboo pole extended its palm from above, and it was about to kill him, when suddenly a sword pierced his chest from an angle he couldn't see from below, piercing his chest.

"Pfft!" The young man straightened up and pulled out the sword, the bamboo pole fell from mid-air, and his life was gone.It turned out that what he wanted to pick up was a sword, and he used his body to block the sword, just waiting for anyone to attack and give him a fatal blow.

What about middle-aged people?He had already fled away quickly when he saw that the situation was not right, he was cautious.This prudence saved him, and also made him miss the opportunity. If he had not stopped shooting at the moment when the young man killed the bamboo pole, he would have killed the young man under his fists now.

And now-

"Ah!" The middle-aged man screamed, covered his face and rolled on the snow, and stopped moving after a while.His face was pierced with silver needles, and his entire face was extremely dark. Obviously, the needles were poisonous.

The hidden weapon was naturally placed by the young man. In fact, he not only placed hidden weapons there, he placed hidden weapons everywhere he walked, just waiting for an opportunity to flop. Of course, if he couldn’t , he can only die here.Fortunately, God has mercy.

He saw this iceberg, and he never thought that there was a senior buried in this iceberg.

The young man stepped forward, put the sword in his hand in front of the ice sculpture, and bowed deeply, "Thank you, senior."

This ice sculpture is located inside the iceberg. The young man guessed that the senior might want to break through the ice sheet, and there might have been some mistakes during his practice, so he just went there.The snow in the sky covered his body layer by layer, building a unique tomb for him in the sky and under the earth.

He destroyed the peace of this senior, so he was naturally responsible for burying this senior.He was about to step forward when he suddenly saw the ice sculpture in front of him cracking a little bit, and the smile on his face was like the ice sculpture cracking a little bit.

"Crack!" The ice sculpture was completely cracked.

At that moment, the young man seemed to hear the sound of the green grass breaking the ice in spring, and the extremely cold ice field suddenly became extremely warm, as if the spring sunshine was shining on his body.

The young man bowed his head, it was not an illusion, the grass was shaking slightly under his feet.He looked up in disbelief, a small piece of green appeared on the pure white ice field, and the center of this green was the person sitting cross-legged on the ice field.

"Senior." The young man looked at the person sitting cross-legged in the green, with fanaticism in his eyes.

Lu Hongchen closed his eyes, the abundant internal energy in his body was constantly circulating, and his swordsmanship was also passing through his heart one by one, he was enlightening.The internal force keeps circulating, constantly adapting to the new container, wearing away the previous coldness bit by bit, and bringing on his unique breath.However, his heart was full of sadness, and Ximen Chuuxue's cold breath seemed to still be on his lips.

Simon.He sighed inwardly.When he sighed, the mysterious aura in his body stopped completely, and the enlightenment was interrupted.

A barrier surrounded him, and he could have broken this barrier. He vaguely felt that after breaking this barrier, many of his questions might be answered.For example, why he can never die.

Today, he still can!Lu Hongchen opened his eyes, stood up, and swung his sword!

The young man saw that the senior just swung his sword towards the air, but he had a feeling that this sword seemed to cut the sky open.

"Boom!" The sound of something breaking.He seemed to be back at the bottom of the cliff again, lying on the wet, decayed soil, unable to move his whole body.

But this time he clearly saw that the Hongchen sword in his hand was undergoing a certain change. It suddenly had its own emotions, emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, and finally panic. It was frightened and wanted to save his life.

Lu Hongchen smiled. In his world, sword spirits exist, but he never imagined that one day he would be able to witness the birth of Hongchen Sword's sword spirit. He wanted to comfort this little guy, but found that he couldn't move his hands and mouth. Can't speak.Now that I think about it, he was about to die.No, he won't die.Because, because—

Because he hasn't met that man yet.Lu Hongchen laughed out loud, he remembered it all.He is not dead, what he sees now is just the past.He was almost lost.If he thought he was dead, would he really be dead?perhaps.

Um?Lu Hongchen frowned looking at the countless red threads wrapped around the Hongchen sword, and he followed one of the red threads to look over.

The other end of the red line stretched out into the void. "Lu Xiaofeng is super handsome!" "Whoa, why did Ye Gucheng die like this?" "Ximen Chuuxue, don't become a god!"...

When the noisy voice came, Lu Hongchen frowned, and continued to look at another red line. "My Wuhua!" "Wuhua is cute!"

"Woooo-"

As Lu Hongchen watched, countless red smoke surged from the other end of these lines, engulfing him.He could feel the fatal wound in his body recovering rapidly.

Is that so?Lu Hongchen murmured a sentence in his heart, lying at the bottom of the cliff, stroking the Hongchen Sword, raised his hand with a sword, the sky fell apart, and he returned to this ice field.

He looked at the Hongchen sword, and sure enough, there was a red line extending into the distance on the sword.He stroked Hongchen Sword, "Thank you."

Hong Chenjian shook lightly, as if responding to his words.

Those noisy voices are the wishes of all beings, and those red lines are the contracts signed by Hongchen Sword and them, and their wishes will be realized in exchange for the wishes of Hongchen.These are what Hongchenjian told him. In the past, because he had no inner strength, he couldn't reach the state of harmony between man and nature, so naturally he couldn't sense Hongchenjian's call.

"Thank you." Lu Hongchen said again, his eyes seemed to contain the starry sky, he smiled slightly, the starlight swayed, as if the sky was full of stars.

He made a vacant grasp with his left hand, and cut it with his right hand.What he grabbed in his hand was the deed, and what he cut was also the deed!The Hongchen sword was silent for a while, and its own infinite brilliance bloomed, adding a bit of strength to this slash.

Sometimes, Lu Hongchen is also very stubborn, because he is also a swordsman.Another swordsman's shadow appeared in his heart, he wanted to sacrifice the sky, his best friend in this life!If not, then use him as a sacrifice and go to hell with him!

"Pfft!" Lu Hongchen spat out a mouthful of blood.With this sword, the red thread was not damaged at all, but he himself was seriously injured, and the Hongchen sword also dimmed.

And the original clear red line has disappeared, and the green around him is also rapidly withering, as if because of his actions just now, heaven and earth have taken back its gift.

But he was on his own!Lu Hongchen laughed out loud, feeling very happy for this wanton behavior.Laughing and laughing, he coughed again, out of breath.

"Senior." Someone called out.

Lu Hongchen looked towards the voice, it was a young man, a young man with fanaticism and admiration in his eyes.He saw desire in the eyes of the young man, very pure desire.He smiled and asked, "Did you see it all?"

The young man's eyes were blank, he knew what the senior said, but what did he say?In his ears, there was the sound of howling wind, and the sound of ice and snow falling on the ice, but he did not hear the sound of words.

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Thanks to the little angel "" for the nutrient solution 10, meh!

Today the author finished writing the outline of this dungeon!