Embrace the blade

On the mountain behind the Prajna Sect, on the frozen lake, Jiang Li and Ning Yu tried more than ten moves, but they were still deadlocked.

In fact, Jiang Li had gradually mastered the knack of walking on ice after three or two moves. By now, he was able to move freely and would no longer be embarrassed. Yu's comprehension of Jinglan swordsmanship has reached an astonishing level.

With each move, Ning Yu followed Jiang Li's figure and footwork approaching and retreated, as if he had a tacit understanding. It was a pair of brothers from the same sect who were practicing swordsmanship, and they did not show any killing intent, but Jiang Li had no intention of killing. It is clear that since Ning Yu is familiar with Jinglan swordsmanship, he will inevitably find omissions that can be exploited in it. If he does not move now, he is just procrastinating and waiting for the best time. He must be more vigilant to deal with it.

But in this way, what Jiang Li endured was not only the backlash from the "Secret of Longevity", but also a great consumption of energy. It didn't take long for the wrist holding the sword to feel heavy. He gritted his teeth and secretly Annoyed, but right now I am transparent in the eyes of the other party, no matter how fierce the move is, I will be dodged lightly, and there is no other way but to consume it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jiang Li's mind: Ning Yu understood his own style thoroughly, but what about someone else?

Another sword miss, Jiang Li looked at Ning Yu who was retreating far away, and suddenly calmed down, he tried to imagine how Qi Zhaoxi would solve it if he faced such a predicament.

...Since the other party is waiting for an opportunity, why not give him a loophole while you are still sure?

Thinking of this, Jiang Li simply stopped holding on, lowered his hand holding the sword, and took a rest panting.

Sure enough, Ning Yu raised his eyebrows, his expression changed slightly, but he was still cautious.

Jiang Li shouted angrily, and stabbed out with a flying move, the sword energy was like a rainbow, it was like the momentum of breaking the boat, but the speed was a little slower than before, secretly retaining three points of strength.

Ning Yu blocked the horizontal sword and didn't dodge again, Jiang Li immediately changed his move, and the tip of the sword went straight to grab his throat.Ning Yu swayed over, saw Jiang Li's chest was open, and looked desperate, and slashed upwards towards his chest.Jiang Li waited for this move, immediately turned his wrist back to the sword, and slashed at Ning Yu's sword-holding arm with unmatched speed!

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Li clearly heard the other party's chuckle, his heart was shocked, and he realized that he had also exposed a fatal flaw.

I saw that Ning Yu bent his body almost at the same time as Jiang Li turned his wrist, relying on this slight angle difference to stagger the slashed sword light, and the sword in his hand continued to move, and it flew across the air in front of Jiang Li's chest, Cut into the vital point of Jiang Li's right arm, the long sword was drawn back immediately, Jiang Li couldn't help turning around and fell a few steps, his body flickered, and he fell limply to his knees.

Big drops of blood fell on the ice surface, and blossomed into bright red. Jiang Li pressed hard on the wound, but still couldn't stop the bleeding, and the most feared thing about practicing "Longevity Art" is Losing blood, he felt numb all over his body, as if what was passing was his life.

At that moment, Jiang Li almost felt hopeless. The failure of this blow meant that as long as he used the Shocking Waves Sword Technique, Ning Yu would be able to avoid it forever and remain unscathed.

"You've played enough, Jiang Shaoxia, we should be over." Ning Yu lost his spirits, and swiped his sword at the head on his neck. This time, his killing intent was fully revealed.

"No." Jiang Li said, enduring the severe pain, he raised his sword, metal and stone slammed, sparks flew, and the sound of strikes pierced the air, "I will not die here, I promised him, I will live! "

Jiang Li stood up again, this time, he put aside everything he had learned in the past 23 years, didn't think about anything, just stared at the bright and slender sword in front of him.

He held Ning Yu's long sword, turned over, and stabbed at the opponent's shoulder. Ning Yu used his strength to turn the sword point away.

Unexpectedly, with a flick of Jiang Li's wrist, he threw the Qingshuang Sword out. Ning Yu subconsciously followed the sword, and Jiang Li had already grabbed his arm holding the sword. Instead of fighting with him, he turned around behind him in a flash, the Qingshuang sword circled in the air and whizzed back, Jiang Li intercepted it, and turned back with his backhand, the blade of the water-like sword cut Ning Yu's neck in an instant.

Ning Yu quickly turned around to avoid it, and sprayed a string of blood beads in the air. When he stood still, he touched his neck, and he was about to cut open his tendons.Ning Yu was startled, and then looked a little deeper at Jiang Li: "You actually hid your hand? What is this style called?"

Jiang Li also pointed to wipe the blood on the sword, and his voice was still a little weak when he spoke: "I'll think of a name after I kill you."

It's not the Jinglan swordsmanship, let alone the Guiyun swordsmanship, it's his own sword!

Hearing this, Ning Yu's complexion finally changed, his gentle and polite mask was broken, Jiang Li understood his expression for the first time, it was vivid jealousy.

Jiang Li was not afraid at all, he didn't even have to think about it, he just responded as he wanted, if his right arm was injured, he would switch between his hands, holding the sword alternately, the Qingshuang Sword Flip and change, sharp and sharp like stars.

Martial arts may be as simple as this, his body moves freely, the sword has no fixed form, only freedom.

Jiang Li was so immersed in it that he almost forgot about the pain on his body. His movement was already light, and he was even more erratic on the ice like snow flakes.Ning Yu couldn't deal with it in time, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten sword wounds of different shades had been added to his body. He was covered in blood, and his eyes showed ruthlessness. After a feint, he deliberately let Jiang Li stab him in the shoulder, He took the opportunity to grab Jiang Li's arm, firmly stuck the Qingshuang Sword with his own flesh and blood, and the other hand holding the sword went straight to Jiang Li's vital point.

Jiang Li hurriedly dodged sideways, his right arm was restricted and he couldn't draw his sword, so he kicked Ning Yu's knee, Ning Yu couldn't help but half-knelt down, and Jiang Li immediately pressed down with his palm. Pushing his shoulder with the sword-holding hand, the long sword passed through Ning Yu's kneeling calf without any mistakes, leaving only the hilt of the sword outside. , his bent back body was bent into a long bow, and the Qingshuang sword piercing his shoulder and leg was the bloody bowstring.

He was in pain for a while, trembling all over, and finally let go of the shackles, Jiang Li immediately drew his sword back, Ning Yu also struggled to bounce back, before he could settle down, he poured all his internal energy into the long sword, screaming Throw it over.

Jiang Li raised his sword to block it, but the long sword spun and fell along an arc, instead of confronting him, it was stuck on the ice in front of him instead.

When he was suspicious, there was a "crack, click" sound from the bottom of his feet. Jiang Li looked down and saw a spider web of cracks on the ice surface with the long sword as the center, quickly spreading around.Jiang Li was about to withdraw immediately, but with a little effort, the ice shattered completely with a crash. He fell into the lake and was instantly submerged by the bone-chilling water.

Fortunately, Jiang Li has some water skills, so he didn't panic, but just as he was about to swim, there was a pulling force from his hands and feet. He tried to open his eyes to see, and saw countless shadows swaying in the water, only to realize that he was in a precarious state. In the prison at the bottom of the lake made of aquatic plants and rope hooks.

This lake turned out to be Ning Yu's last resort.

Jiang Li tried his best to struggle, trying to cut the bondage with the blade of his sword, but the more he struggled, the tighter he was bound, and after a few strokes, it became difficult to move.The cold lake water was continuously squeezed into his throat and poured into his lungs. Jiang Li looked around in a daze of consciousness, and there was only a swaying cloud of dark sky light on the surface of the water.

On the other side, Jiang Lanze led Guiyun and the crowd to fight the man in the toga with the pale mask.

Originally, everyone in Guiyun saw that the other party was dressed strangely and mysteriously, and they were quite cautious in their moves, with the intention of probing, but unexpectedly, this masked man only knew how to resist and dodge, and did not fight against each other, so everyone gradually became bolder and rushed forward Surrounding each other, each of them used their housekeeping skills. Although they couldn't break through the opponent's tight defense, it also made the masked man stretched out for a while, making it a bit difficult.

The masked man was naturally Ji Xiuming who was forced into the Prajna Sect. He was surrounded by a crowd at the moment, and all the faces he saw were familiar, and he felt bitter regret, knowing that he had fallen into Ning Yu's trap.

Since Ning Yu's target is Jiang Li, he must have guessed that Jiang Li was acting with Guiyun Villa, and he was using this to intimidate Ji Xiuming: Ji Xiuming might be able to fool other sects, but Gui It is impossible for Yunshanzhuang not to recognize his attacking moves. If he does not want his identity to be exposed, Ji Xiuming must go all out to wipe out all Guiyun people!

As Ning Yu said in the wine shop, none of these disciples of Guiyun Villa can compete with him, but Ji Xiuming is holding on to the hilt of his sword tightly, and he can't swing that deadly sword no matter what. He is like a trapped beast. The cage was slowly tightened, unable to survive, and did not dare to seek death.

Three Guiyun disciples stabbed with their swords from different directions. Ji Xiuming leaped into the air and dodged it lightly. It was Jiang Huaiyang who held the sword in both hands, and pressed all the strength of his body up. The blue veins on his forehead were throbbing with him, and he shouted to the others: "Take this opportunity, come up quickly, take off his mask for me, and see what happened. What is it that is pretending to be a ghost!"

Everyone in Guiyun echoed loudly, and the sword light fell down one after another.

Ji Xiuming was about to collapse, his fingers gripping the hilt of the sword were so hard that they turned white. He stared at the person in front of him who always took the lead in mocking him. As long as his hand shifted a few inches, he could insert the sword into the opponent's heart.

His fingers loosened and tightened.

"Wait!" Jiang Lanze suddenly called out.

Everyone in Guiyun couldn't help but pause, and looked sideways at the young master in doubt.

"Something's wrong," Jiang Lanze said hastily, "This weirdo is obviously very skilled, but he's been refusing to make a move. He's obviously delaying our time! There's a problem with the Gu room, we can't spend like this with him!"

Jiang Huaiyang stepped back and retreated, feeling dissatisfied: "You can't kill him, what do you think, Young Master?"

Jiang Lanze stood in the front with his sword, and said, "Jiang Huaiyang, you take other people to destroy the Gu room according to the plan, and I will hold him back!"

Jiang Huaiyang was hesitant at first, but when he heard that he made himself the leader, he put aside everything else and turned to greet everyone: "Follow me!"

Seeing Gui Yun's other disciples galloping away, leaving only Jiang Lanze standing opposite him, Ji Xiuming felt more and more panicked, no longer caring about anything, he turned around and was about to run away.

Jiang Lanze immediately chased after him for two steps and shouted, "Senior Brother Ji!"

Ji Xiuming froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to wave his hand to clear it away, but then he realized how much he was trying to cover up, and froze there for a while, and stopped moving.

"Senior Brother Ji, I know it's you." Jiang Lanze walked three steps away from him and stopped approaching, "I'm so familiar with you, even if I didn't recognize you at first glance, but now, I can't guess wrong gone."

"..."

"After the incident in Pingchuan Town, I never heard from you again," Jiang Lanze said.

Ji Xiuming laughed: "You want to ask how I joined the Devil's Cult?"

His toga was blown up by the cold wind, his face was covered by a mask of no sadness or joy, and no emotion could be seen, but Jiang Lanze looked at him and always felt that he was very pitiful, so he asked, "How are you doing these days?" ?"

Ji Xiuming didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question. After a long silence, his voice came out from under the mask: "You still... care about me?"

Jiang Lanze didn't know how to answer this question, so he said instead: "I lost the competition in the arena a few days ago, and Guiyun Villa is no longer number one in the world."

Ji Xiuming said, "I know, but it's not your fault."

Jiang Lanze looked at him: "After that defeat, I often heard Jiang Huaiyang and the others say that if only you were still in the villa, you would be able to beat those people and keep Guiyun's reputation."

"..." Ji Xiuming took a sharp breath, looked up at the gray sky, his shoulders trembled slightly as if blown by the wind.

After Jiang Lanze finished speaking, he stood silently with him, and the falling snow slowly covered their shoulders and hair, patches of fluffy white.

After a long time, Ji Xiuming spoke again, with a low and hoarse voice: "Just now you dismissed Jiang Huaiyang and the others, your words were very good, and your appearance is also imposing. Lan Ze, you have grown up."

Jiang Lanze smiled and asked, "Does learning to lie mean growing up?"

When Ji Xiuming heard this, he laughed too: "Maybe."

"Where are you going after this?"

"..."

"Can't you tell me?" Jiang Lanze said.

Ji Xiuming came back to his senses and shook his head: "No, I never thought about it."

This is the hatchback silence, completely speechless.

Jiang Lanze thought, he should say goodbye, but before he could say a word, there was a broken sound not far away, Jiang Lanze's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ran to follow the sound, Ji Xiuming followed behind him , the two quickly passed through the woods and rushed to the lakeside, and saw Jiang Li fall into the water, while Ning Yu crawled to the opposite bank covered in blood, and limped towards the depths of the snow-covered woods.

The cracks on the ice surface were still spreading to all sides, and the exposed deep lake water seemed to be a dark abyss that was cracking, and the water splashed violently in the middle, but Jiang Li was not seen floating up for a long time.

"Oh no, there seems to be something down there!" Jiang Lanze ran away, "I'll call for help, Senior Brother Ji, you are watching by the lake!"

Ji Xiuming stared at the center of the lake without blinking, and suddenly raised his hand to take off his mask. His face had changed a little, but he was still the handsome young man.

Jiang Lanze glanced back hurriedly, couldn't help being stunned, and slowed down his steps.

Ji Xiuming's voice was blew indistinctly by the cold wind: "When I was young, he and I often went to the river to play in the Sunset Valley. He was the best at swimming, but when it came to water skills, he was not as good as me."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiuming jumped up and stepped over a piece of floating ice in the lake, like a dexterous fish, turned over and plunged into the lake.

The icy lake water engulfed him, and it was like countless needles stuck in his body in an instant. He held the breath in his throat, opened his eyes, and swam towards the person in the shadow in the middle of the lake.

When he swam close to the rope hook of aquatic plants in the middle of the lake and swung his sword to cut, Ji Xiuming realized the difficulty in the water. He had to avoid Jiang Li who was struggling, dived below, and grabbed a The slippery rope grass was cut bit by bit with the sword.

Maybe it didn't take long, because he just cut a few ropes and hooks and a few clusters of aquatic plants; maybe it took a long time, because he was close to the limit, and his consciousness gradually became dizzy.Ji Xiuming reached out to grab it again, and there was a huge pulling force on his arm. He looked around, only to realize that he was also involved in it at some point. He struggled to swim upstream, but was caught instead. Pulling it back, the lake water choked into his throat, and he immediately suffocated, trying to open his eyes to look, only saw the swaying figure.

Ji Xiuming had no choice but to use his last strength to swing the sword horizontally, and then the long sword sank slowly to the bottom. He didn't even know if it cut something, because there was only darkness in his vision.

A silence like the beginning of all things.

At one moment he felt very cold, at another moment he felt extremely hot, and repeatedly, he finally remembered vaguely, yes, he was just picked up from the snow by his adoptive father, and he was having a high fever.He managed to open his eyes a little, and saw only his adoptive father sitting beside the bed, feeling unspeakably depressed, and couldn't help but ask, "Where is Yun Ruo...?"

The adoptive father rubbed his head with his only left hand, and said gently: "Yun Ruo is going to make medicine for you, go to sleep, the illness will be cured when you wake up."

He trusted his adoptive father very much, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

At the last moment when his consciousness was about to be swallowed by the darkness, Jiang Li suddenly lightened up. His mind had not yet returned to his original position, but his survival instinct had already made his body swim. , took a big breath of fresh air, and finally woke up.

Jiang Li shook his head vigorously and looked at the bottom of the water, but he couldn't see anything clearly except for the shadow of floating aquatic plants.He turned to look at the shore, and Ning Yu's figure had gradually shrunk to a small spot, but the bloodstains dragging on the snow were bright and eye-catching.Jiang Li clenched his trembling teeth, tried his best to swim to the shore, stood up dripping with water, touched the Qingshuang Sword stuck in his waist at the last moment, and staggered along the long bloodstain to catch up.

Ning Yu's face was like gold paper, and the walking became more and more difficult. It was obvious that he had lost too much blood, and he couldn't last much longer.When he heard footsteps approaching behind him, he turned his head in shock. He couldn't believe that Jiang Li escaped from the lake anyway, and wanted to hide again, but unexpectedly, he tripped over his injured leg and fell heavily.He hurriedly propped himself up, but the edge of the sword had already protruded from his chest. Ning Yu stared at the reflection of the blade, and before he could utter a word, he threw himself on the snow.

Behind Ning Yu's corpse, Jiang Li propped up his knees, panting with difficulty, his dantian was condensed, his whole body was cold, a thin layer of frost had formed on his brows and eyes, and his drenched long-haired robe was frozen stiff , he couldn't even feel the pain of the wound, and seemed to have lost consciousness.

Jiang Li wanted to straighten up, but in fact, he just swayed and fell on the snow.

Jiang Li tried his best to get up, but his fingers couldn't control him, and he couldn't even move. His consciousness slipped into the endless abyss, and his eyelids also sank down. In the last line of vision, he could only Saw a pair of boots approaching.