Reborn Enemy

The water is dark under the feet, and the sky is dark above the head.

The true energy is concentrated in the eyes, and all the scenery is clearly visible. Gu Pinglin walked in front of the water, and there was no slight ripple on the side of the feet. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, and the surrounding terrain was already clear, and he never missed any details.

The breath of the person beside him was steady, with white robes and plain boots, and the hem of the robe was not stained with water, and he did not look like he had just experienced a war at all.

"What's the name of the new move?"

"The sword move was created by senior brother, how can you ask me?"

"Oh... Senior Brother," Duan Qingming said with a smile, "Shouldn't you be called Duan Qingming?"

Encountering ridicule, Gu Pinglin stopped in his tracks: "Brother, don't blame me if I slipped my words in a hurry."

"I was in a hurry to speak," Duan Qingming repeated his words, "do you really care about me so much?"

Gu Pinglin was also in a complicated mood.

I didn't want him to die before because I was obsessed with this person, thinking about my own way, but now?

His death may be a good thing. I no longer have to worry about the safety of the Lingxin faction. Without him, I will give up completely. Maybe the obsession will be eliminated.

But in fact, at that moment, I was really worried about his safety.

Worried about Duan Qingming?Gu Pinglin couldn't believe it.

Maybe, because he was the person I had the most trouble with in the past and present life; maybe, because he was so outstanding and dazzling, knowing his danger, knowing that he was teased by him in the previous life, I still couldn't help looking at him, so that I couldn't let go of my obsession. Nian, almost gave birth to a demon.

Gu Pinglin settled down: "As long as we are brothers and sisters, as long as you don't do anything harmful to the Lingxin Sect, I will naturally care about you."

Duan Qingming said "Oh" casually, unable to tell whether he believed it or not: "What if it's not a senior brother?"

Gu Pinglin didn't answer: "If the new trick is called Crane Shadow Flying, it should be very suitable."

"Crane shadow fluttering, yes," Duan Qingming took it for granted, without entanglement with the previous question, followed him and asked, "How is it better than Yao Feng's sword?"

Yao Feng's sword was very exciting, and it was inevitable that he would be interested.Without even thinking about it, Gu Pinglin said: "Unique swordsmanship has its own extraordinary features, and your move is not perfect."

Duan Qingming looked sideways: "It's not like you to be so reserved and polite."

"I haven't finished yet," Gu Pinglin glanced at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Even if you perfect this trick, it's still not as good as it is."

"Oh?" Duan Qingming was surprised, "Why?"

Gu Pinglin was quite blunt, and hit the nail on the head: "Simple, his sword is to save people, and your sword is to escape."

Duan Qingming laughed: "Gu Xiaojiu, you."

The two people in the past life were always at war when they met, but now it is a rare opportunity. Gu Pinglin really commented: "Am I wrong? The power of the two moves is comparable, but the crane shadow is good at body skills, like dragging a knife and slashing back with a carbine. It is suitable for confronting the enemy head-on, Brother Yao's sword is mainly used for difficulties, and it is of great benefit in battle."

"Not necessarily," Duan Qingming thought for a while, "Yao's family outside the mountain is also considered to be first-class, which makes me look forward to Li Moqing's Yinlan swordsmanship even more."

His eyes froze, Gu Pinglin slowly withdrew his gaze, and seemed to ask casually: "Compared with Brother Yao or Li Moqing, which one do you expect to be your opponent more?"

"Probably, Li Moqing." Duan Qingming looked forward, as if looking at his future opponent, "This person is extremely talented and has the Heavenly Sword, so I shouldn't be too disappointed."

The opponent in the heart of a genius should have been the same genius.

Gu Pinglin was silent, clenched his hands involuntarily.

"But—" a voice came from next to my ear, with a trace of teasing, "You are more interesting to me, Gu... Junior Brother."

With a jump in his heart, Gu Pinglin suddenly turned his face and looked at him coldly: "My talent in swordsmanship is not as good as theirs."

Duan Qingming said: "You can't compare with them?"

Can't compare?Gu Pinglin sneered: "Talent is not as good as a fact, but in a real match, it's hard to say who will win."

This is not conceit. In order to wrestle with that swordsmanship genius, Gu Pinglin vowed to make up for his lack of talent and create the method of "entering the sword with an array". "Compared to Gu Ying's swordsmanship's greatest ultimate move, "Magpie Bridge Shadow Scatter", it is only slightly inferior. How could it lose to the Li family and the Yao family?It's a pity that he only had time to come up with this trick in his previous life. Now that he has time, it will be a matter of time before he realizes more tricks.

Duan Qingming didn't deny it: "It's really new and different to enter the way of swordsmanship with arrays. Will there be more exciting sword moves than 'Scattered Flowers and Butterflies'?"

"of course."

"very good."

With his hands loosened, Gu Pinglin's tone softened: "In terms of talent, Qi Shisan is also good. This person's future achievements are limitless."

Duan Qingming smiled and said, "That cute idiot?"

"As you said, he really has no scheming, and it's not difficult to take his life," Gu Pinglin said calmly, "But if a person's sword heart can be so simple, even if his swordsmanship is not the best, it must be the most pure. In this point Now, you, me, brother Yao are all inferior to him, do you admit it or not?"

"What is the most pure?"

"He wholeheartedly pursues the way of the sword."

"Am I not?"

"You think you are," Gu Pinglin paused, "Are you really?"

"Huh?" Duan Qingming didn't change his face, but his white robe suddenly showed a chill like ice and snow.

The sharp gaze fell on him, Gu Pinglin did not dodge or avoid, and turned sideways to face him.

People who don't care about anything will always want to care about something if they want to live in the world.Undoubtedly, he attached great importance to the way of swordsmanship, which is why he was able to create "Bending the Sky Jue" and Gu Ying's swordsmanship.But for those who are really dedicated to pursuing kendo, "the heights are too cold" is never suitable for them. Kendo is their pleasure, and they spend their entire lives pursuing this kind of fun, rather than being lonely enough to pursue the pleasure of games.

Gu Pinglin said: "You asked me if I cared about you, and I said yes, do you believe it? Or, is there really someone in this world that you really trust?"

Four eyes facing each other.

The gentle temperament disappeared, the person in front of him was neither happy nor angry, his eyes slowly moved down, and as the eyelids drooped, the tails of the eyes became more and more raised, forming a somewhat cold arc.

After a while, the thin lips curled up.

"You think you know me well."

Gu Pinglin said: "Maybe I know better than you."

After being silent for a while, he suddenly asked with interest: "Do you know yourself?"

"Once upon a time, I thought I knew very well."

"what about now?"

Gu Pinglin was silent, turned around and looked ahead.

Now?Now I don't know what I want, I don't know why the obsession still exists even though I have put aside my grievances and decided not to fight?Discovering the truth of the previous life, I don't know what attitude to take towards him; I don't even know how to take the road in the future...

After a long time, Gu Pinglin said, "I don't know."

Duan Qingming looked at him: "That's just right, I understand you."

On the handsome face, the smile is like a spring breeze, seven points comfortable, three points playful, under the flying eyebrows, two faint red shadows are looming, like peony pink, with a strange charm.

Gu Pinglin looked away.

Dangerous, more alluring, that's about it for being friends with this person.However, he was trapped by his obsession, and the gap between him and him would only grow wider and wider.

Friends who are not at the same height?

Gu Pinglin changed the subject: "It doesn't take 30 years for Qi's Chaoge swordsmanship to become famous."

"Oh, the purest swordsmanship," Duan Qingming said with a smile, "I hope your prediction will come true."

Gu Pinglin didn't care about the Qi family, but Qi Wan'er was worthy of appreciation. He said that Qi Wan'er should not be in danger for the time being.

"Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Didn't you already know?"

"Looking for Li Gui?" Duan Qingming said sure enough, "It will leave because of the Fortune Art."

Gu Pinglin said: "It recognizes the good fortune formula just like Yanque, and it is very likely to be related to the ancestor."

"It turns out that you are using this matter as a bargaining chip, and it is indeed enough to impress the Tiancan sect," Duan Qingming said, "Did you know this direction long ago?"

Gu Pinglin didn't hide it: "There is a lost inheritance of the Tiancan Sect. The old and sick real people have no reason not to cooperate, but I only know the direction, not the exact location. It was an accident to meet Li Gui, so it didn't take much effort. "

Following Li Gui, it is very possible to find the entrance to the inheritance. Gu Pinglin deliberately got rid of the crowd and came out to look for it. Li Gui just escaped, so he will definitely leave traces.

The two speeded up as they talked, and they walked dozens of miles away, but they didn't find Li Gui's shadow, but there was the sound of fighting ahead.

The soaring sword aura was mixed with red blood mist. A dozen or so people fought in a melee. One group was obviously a sword cultivator, and the other group didn't use a sword.

People from both factions were jealous, but there was only one old man sitting beside him.The old man was born with a thick back and a strong waist, with a very vicious face, arhat eyebrows, triangular eyes, a high and knotted nose, and a row of short black beards growing from his chin to his ears.He didn't wear a robe like ordinary cultivators, but a short shirt, which was a bit old.

Seeing the wooden sword in his hand, Gu Pinglin stared slightly.

At this moment, a person exclaimed: "Be careful!"

The red blood rain exploded, and a strong fishy smell wafted in the air. Those sword repairmen probably knew how powerful they were, and retreated one after another. One of the monks reacted a little slower, and the blood splashed on his face. He opened his mouth to scream, but couldn't make a sound, his whole body froze in mid-air, his body dried up obviously and at an extremely fast speed, his face was as pale as a ghost, with only a little bit of bright red glaring.

There was a "plop" sound, and the body fell into the water.

Such strange spells are clearly means of magic cultivation.Gu Pinglin recognized it: "Bloodflies are the Withered Blood Gate."

Withered Blood Sect is a sect in the Demon Realm, and most of the disciples in the sect practice blood alchemy. This sorcery is practiced by taking the blood of living people, which is very cruel.

The short-bearded old man didn't care about the death of his disciple, and said coldly: "Even these little trash can't be dealt with, a bunch of trash!"

All the sword cultivators didn't dare to retreat when they heard the words, they bit the bullet and went up desperately.

Walking outside, it is definitely not a good thing to meet a demon cultivator, not to mention that Gu Pinglin has already guessed the identity of the old man, he immediately reminded Duan Qingming in a low voice: "Let's go!"

Duan Qingming didn't move, just stared at those sword repairers, his eyes flickering.

Gu Pinglin thought something was wrong.

Missing the Xuanming School, Gu Ying's swordsmanship is not perfect today. The swordsmanship of these people is very similar to the Xuanming School's style, and the sharpness is even stronger. The changing moves are even more ingenious, which can make up for the shortcomings of Gu Ying's swordsmanship , does he want to...

Without waiting for Gu Pinglin to speak, Duan Qingming took a step forward and bowed his hands to the old man: "Senior's swordsmanship is extremely brilliant, this junior has opened his eyes today, and I would like to ask senior to teach me a few tricks."

He also saw that these sword masters were not skilled enough and their swordsmanship was crude, and the real master was the old man.

The old man had already seen the two of them, he couldn't help being surprised when he heard the words, he looked him up and down: "Boy, do you know who I am?"

Duan Qingming said with a smile: "If my prediction is correct, senior is the famous sword demon, Senior Yan."

Yan Sen, the sword demon, became obsessed with swordsmanship and entered the way of magic. He created the "soul sword style" and swept across the sword world in the demon realm. Not wanting to trouble him, these Withered Blood Sect disciples were unlucky and bumped into his hands.

"Some eyesight," Yan Sen was even more surprised when his identity was revealed, "You know I'm going to bump into you, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Hey, this junior has always been afraid of death," Duan Qingming said, "However, this junior feels that he will not die."

Yan Sen laughed loudly: "Boy is brave enough, but whether you are worth my shot is yet to be discussed. Let's do two tricks with my disciples first."

As soon as he waved his hand, the two disciples immediately showed joy and withdrew from the battle circle. It was much safer to deal with righteous monks than withered blood sect.

"Offended." Duan Qingming saluted humbly.

Mingfeng unsheathed, the sword light was like a rainbow, brought out a violent wind, and the clothes fluttered, and the clean and elegant white body instantly turned into a wanton and deserted white.

The sword was accidentally released, spreading around at a terrifying speed.

The person soared in mid-air, and the tactics of his hands changed. With a move of "Feihong's shadow", the dazzling sword light fell like lightning, and the entire radius was shrouded in sword energy.Everyone who was fighting over there stopped at the same time and looked up, everyone had a look of horror on their faces.

Yan Sen stood up abruptly.

Pointed by the sword qi, the two disciples had no power to resist, spurting blood from their mouths, and fell back to the water.

With the long sword hovering in the sky, Duan Qingming looked down at Yan Sen from above, and his voice was also cold: "Too weak."

"Master..." The two disciples kowtowed in fright.

Yan Sen snorted, and the wooden sword fluttered out, slashing across the necks of the two at an extremely fast speed, and before they could say a word of begging for mercy, they both fell down and sank to the bottom of the water.

The black water covered up the blood, and the wooden sword returned to Yan Sen's hands, not even a trace of blood on the sword.

"Useless things." After beheading two disciples without mercy, Yan Sen touched the wooden sword in satisfaction, staring at Duan Qingming with bright eyes, "Boy, with your previous move, I can accept you disciple."

Duan Qingming didn't appreciate it: "It seems that I didn't disappoint senior, but senior didn't satisfy me."

Yan Sen was not angry when he heard the words, but instead laughed: "Interesting, interesting! I have lived for many years, and today I met someone who is not afraid of death. Seeing this talent, I will make an exception and let you experience the soul sword style."

Before the sword is out, the coercion has arrived.

Yan Sen has lived for more than 200 years, and his cultivation has reached the realm of alchemy, and the suppression of the inner alchemy overhaul has made it too much for two outer alchemy monks.Gu Pinglin secretly operated the Fortune Art, and gradually felt better.

Facing the strongest enemy he has ever seen in his life, Duan Qingming was also affected, but he was completely fearless, and his spirit was a little bit longer than before, and his sword intent became stronger and stronger.

"Good qualifications." Yan Sen was surprised, his eyes brightened even more.

"Stop talking nonsense." Duan Qing named the sword trick.

Yan Sen hummed softly, waved his hand, and the wooden sword floated into the air soundlessly.