Lu Xiaofeng's sword screams nine days

Dugu Yihe was waiting for a person, a person who came here alone from thousands of miles away.He has been in the rivers and lakes for some years. Looking back, how can anyone be truly invincible in the chaos of the rivers and lakes?The reason why he can survive better and longer than others is because he is more cautious than others.

The man came slowly with an oil umbrella.That's right, he didn't have to show off his lightness, he walked extremely steadily with every step, and there was not a drop of water on a pair of soap-colored boots.He was dressed in white, but his eyebrows and eyes were black like splashed ink. He was like a sharp weapon, solemn, cold and stern, and kept away from others.

Simon, Fuxue.

Naturally, it could only be Ximen Chuuxue.Before he approached, Dugu Yihe felt the majestic sword intent, which was young but not reckless, but a kind of fearlessness.Even if he dies halfway, he will never back down without fear.

With a movement of Dugu Yihe's fingers, he stroked the sword at his waist almost subconsciously.He suddenly clenched his fists, even though he knew at this moment that the young man in front of him had killed his junior brother, he had to admit that this young man was very good.If this young man is given some more time, instead of ten or eight years, only three to five years, this young man will definitely have few opponents in the way of swordsmanship.However, he didn't intend to give Ximen Chuuxue this chance.

After all, it was his junior brother who he killed.Jianghu is not a place to be unreasonable, it will never be kind to anyone, so the space it gives everyone to grow is short.

Some people die, but they have not yet reached the peak of growth.

After thinking about it for a while, Ximen Chuuxue had already stood still in front of Dugu Yihe.When he received Dugu Yihe's letter of challenge, he never thought of retreating.Even he knows that he is still a little away from Dugu Yihe now, and this little difference is likely to be fatal.

In Ximen Chuuxue's opinion, isn't it a pleasure for a swordsman to be born with the sword, become successful with the sword, and die with the sword?And sincerity to the sword, sincerity to the heart, this is Ximen Chuuxue's way.

"Ximen Chuuxue." Dugu Yihe had already drawn his sword.This is the respect for his opponent, this young man, who is qualified to let him draw his sword.

"Master Dugu." Ximen Chuuxue also slowly pulled out the green blade in his palm, his face was as cold as before, but his eyes were burning with fiery flames.He touches the way of the sword on the edge of life and death, and only when his life hangs by a thread can he break through and stand up. However, in this world, there are too few people who can make him feel this feeling.The person in front of him was a challenge to him, but also an opportunity.

Ximen Chuuxue's hand was very steady, his sword shone a little coldly, and the silvery white light of the sword converged on the hilt. His sword hilt was wrapped with thin velvet thread, which was different from the young people nowadays who pursue all kinds of gorgeous swords.

This dynasty is good at swords, wealthy sons, knight-errants and warriors often wear swords, but people like Ximen Chuuxue who wrap wool on the hilt of their swords are very rare, but if you look carefully, most of them have good swordsmanship.

The fine velvet threads are sweat-absorbent and non-slip, and you can't see anything at ordinary times, but they can often be doomed at the time of life and death.Dugu Yihe naturally noticed this too, and the way he looked at Ximen Chuuxue changed.

He used to think that this young man was lonely and brave. Although his swordsmanship was excellent, he was inevitably short of experience.Now, seeing Ximen Chuuxue, I realized that every move he made seemed to be born for the sword, and his entire life seemed to prove the way of the sword.What's even more frightening is that this swordsman, who is famous for his martial arts, also possesses the quality of being as careful as a hair.

However, Dugu Yihe has no way out, they can only have a battle, and there can only be one battle.

When Ye Gucheng, Lu Xiaofeng and others arrived at Emei, the sword fight had already begun.

Dugu Yihe's sword has been tempered for years.Every technique is skillful, obviously it is a sword move, but hides the blade's edge, obviously the sword is light and the knife is fierce, but Dugu Yihe is able to combine the two seamlessly.Martial arts masters, even if they are a little exaggerated, how can they get a false name.

Ye Gucheng carefully observed Dugu Yihe's moves, and he couldn't help but praise his exquisite thoughtfulness.Then, for the first time, he saw Ximen Chuixue draw out his sword.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword lies in one word, fast.UI.However, when the rapid sword moves came like meteors, Ye Gucheng saw a kind of solemnity.Ximen Chuuxue opened and closed completely, defenseless, he moved forward bravely, and he had no regrets at all.

Two people are both ruthless swords, but can the human heart be so ruthless?

This is a wonderful battle. There is no doubt that the two masters in the world are fighting for their lives. How can it not be beautiful?Ye Gucheng was deeply shaken by the battle in front of him.He actually felt that the duel in front of him was beautiful.In the staggered sword lights, those persistent and fearless eyes, those unrelenting advances, how could it not be beautiful?

At this moment, Ye Gucheng suddenly understood Ximen Chuuxue.In the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue, the most beautiful scenery in the world is not the hot blood blown from the tip of the sword, but the courage, perseverance and fearlessness behind the scarlet swaying from the tip of the sword.

I am between the heaven and the earth, the heaven and the earth gave birth to me, I am in awe, but if you want to make me timid, it is delusional.Swear with the sword in your palm and the life on your body, Gods and demons will hinder me, and I will cut through them.The common people stop me and destroy the common people.Since then, there is nothing to be afraid of in the world, and there is nowhere to go no matter what the mind thinks.

The demonic barrier that had accumulated in Ye Gucheng's heart for a long time was shattered, and he seemed to touch the new edge of the sword intent.Regardless of what happened to Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuuxue had already thrust out his sword with all his strength.

Ye Gucheng's eyes glowed strangely, and Gong Jiu secretly helped him with his hand that had been holding on to the sword. However, Ye Gucheng stared at the white figure intently, as if his sword had been unsheathed.

Ximen Chuuxue's strongest move was not enough to defeat Dugu Yihe.Ye Gucheng watched as Ximen Chuuxue took a step slower, and Dugu Yihe's sword was already waiting for him, that is to say, before Ximen Chuuxue's sword pierced Dugu Yihe's heart, Dugu Yihe must have pierced his heart. Throat.

Ye Gucheng could see it, and so could Dugu Yihe.At this moment, there was even a relaxed smile on his face, as if he had already won the battle.Those who are about to win are always in a good mood.

However, it is to be won, not already won.Life and death lie in the slightest, and the slightest loss is a thousand miles away.

A sword, one handle was only two fingers wide, the extremely slender sword stabbed from the back of Ximen Chuuxue, at a diagonal downward angle, crossed Ximen Chuuxue's shoulder, and stabbed at Dugu Yihe.The sword stabbed from the front of Dugu Yihe, giving Dugu Yihe enough buffer time. Dugu Yihe's waist was bent backwards, and his body bent into the arc of an arch bridge. At the same time, the sword in his hand was supported backwards, allowing him to follow pop up.

Ximen Chuuxue could see that the sword was going extremely violently, so he didn't have time to turn. Naturally, he didn't bother to take advantage of his opponent, so he slightly buffered in the air, reversed the sword's momentum, and stabbed the sword in the air.

And Dugu Yihe naturally failed in order to avoid Ximen Chuuxue's stabbing sword from behind.A life-and-death battle was disrupted by this sudden battle, and both of them looked at the master of the sword with blazing eyes.

However, in the semi-dark sky, there was no one there.The two were stunned at each other, and jumped to chase after the shadow.Ye Gucheng was taken aback for a moment, and then followed in the direction they left.Only Gong Jiu, an old god, was on the spot, slowly unfolding the folding fan, as if everything was under control.