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Ruofeng stood up with the support of Tuoba Zishu: "Thank you, Shaoxia, for saving your life."

"Your sword."

"what?"

"I'm interested in your sword." After saying that, he walked forward without looking back.

Ruofeng also followed him with Tuoba Zishu, and no one spoke along the way, including Tuoba Zishu who was terrified by the scene just now.

Xue Yi pushed away a thatched hut that had been abandoned for a long time, and went in first, and Tuoba Zishu followed Ruofeng in. To be honest, Tuoba Zishu had never seen anyone from the Jianghu except Mr. I really want to explain that Mr. Xiao and that hero are not serious quacks.

Xue Yi handed Ruofeng a pill, and she went out and lay down under the big tree to continue to rest with her eyes closed.

Ruofeng looked at the elixir, the life-sustaining golden elixir, the holy medicine for healing, was more than enough to deal with the poison on his body, but the golden elixir was so precious that it was hard to buy for a thousand dollars, this young man in white was like being given a jelly bean.

If Feng swallowed the elixir, Tuoba Zishu helped him bandage the wound.

"My lord, this subordinate is fine." Ruofeng signaled Tuoba Zishu to sit down and rest at ease, and adjusted his breath with his legs crossed.

The life-sustaining golden elixir is very powerful, and the next morning, even the trauma has recovered.

As soon as Xue Yi entered the door, she saw that Ruofeng had already prepared breakfast, and when she saw him come in, she bowed her hands and said, "Thank you for your help, young hero. If you dare to ask the young hero's name, Ruofeng is very grateful."

"I just want your sword." Xue Yi turned and went out, and sat under the tree with a relaxed expression on her face.

Xue Yi's face is extremely beautiful, male and female are indistinguishable, if he put on women's clothes, he would definitely compare with Ting Yulou's top card, but with his hair loose like this, the calm and alienated heroism in his eyebrows and eyes will never be mistaken for him. He is female.

So, when Xue Yi roamed the rivers and lakes looking for someone to challenge, the grass on the grave would not know how tall the person who said he looked like a woman. one.

Tuoba Zishu knew what to say and what not to say, and he also knew that the person in front of him would save him because of Ruofeng, no, he even said that that person never took himself seriously, However, I don't care about it, the purpose is the most important thing.

Ruofeng cleaned up the dishes and went out: "Ruofeng is willing to exchange sword moves for the title of young hero."

"At the moment of sunset, three moves."

"no problem."

The engagement was established, and both of them sat quietly, waiting for the sunset to come.

For a day, the confrontation between the two sides was a great psychological and spiritual test. Ruofeng waited in full force, observing the young man in white under the tree, and wanted to analyze the opponent's characteristics from every move. Don't lose to Xue Yi.

On the other hand, Xue Yi turned a blind eye to her completely, her posture was natural and unadorned, but she also appeared unrestrained and natural, not angry and majestic, she was confident, and even more the pride of a swordsman.

Tuoba Zishu took out the book he was carrying with him, sat in front of the window and read it slowly, the surroundings were silent, and an invisible tense atmosphere enveloped the world.

The last rays of the setting sun dissipated, and the murderous aura suddenly rose, and the two figures moved at the same time.

The knife is the ultimate speed, leaving only afterimages where it passes; the sword is the calm pleasure, only capturing the flow of air in the sound of the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of dozens of weapons intersecting could be heard, the first move had passed, Xue Yi didn't leave any room for it, the second move was flipped, the distance of the silver wing knife suddenly changed like the wind, and it was unexpectedly slow. Hit fast.

Ruofeng was caught off guard, and between turning around, his sword moves flowed like clouds and flowing water, using tactic moves, four or two strokes of a thousand catties, using defense as an offense.

After the second move, Xue Yi turned over and got out, stepped on the Falun, and the surrounding scenery froze instantly: "Empty."

One word falls, the blade has arrived, Ruofeng's figure changes into several phantoms, besieged in all directions, once the silver wings come out, they will never return empty, the blade shines with silver light, several feather-like blades shoot out, the snow wings are sharp Sweeping eyes, locking the position, heart to knife.

The limit of three moves, the first move is to try the sword move, Ruofeng's move is flexible and changeable, it can be used freely, it is the best; the second move is to try the sword intent, Ruofeng uses defense as attack, the moves between the ups and downs are like clouds, indifferent The third move is to test the sword's heart, the blade reaches, the two sides meet, and the long sword in Ruofeng's hand breaks at the sound.

The two sides clicked and stopped, and after a few moves, Tuoba Zishu read it with horror.

Ruofeng smiled bitterly: "It's Ruofeng who lost."

Xue Yi sheathed her blade, and glanced coldly at Tuoba Zishu in the room: "Your sword is imprisoned in place, and there is no way to do it."

"Please enlighten me, young hero." Ruofeng was stunned when he heard the words, and after thinking about Xueyi's words, he felt that they were very powerful, so he couldn't help adding another layer of admiration.

"Your sword is a chic sword. A chic sword has no heart, which is equivalent to a useless sword. When you find the heart of the sword, Xue Yi is looking forward to fighting with you."

After finishing speaking, Xue Yi turned around and left, leaving Ruofeng alone in a daze.

As I said before, Xue Yi is also very good at squatting. As for why Xue Yi, who can't see her head and tail, sleeps there so well, and why she happened to be touched by others and violated a taboo that she hasn't violated for a long time. That is only Xue Yi knows.

"Ruofeng." Tuoba Zishu put down the book.

"Master." Ruofeng returned to his senses, "What is your order?"

"Tomorrow, we will continue to go to the south of the Yangtze River. Confucian swords, there must be many famous swords in the area." Tuoba Zishu looked at the broken sword on the ground, "I am also looking forward to it."

"Thank you, master." Ruofeng put the half-cut sword back into its scabbard, and went out to prepare dinner.

The heart of the sword, Ruofeng's sword, can only be wielded by the master alone.

Xue Yi came to a waterfall and was about to rest when a voice came from the bottom of her heart: "Hero Xue Yi."

"how?"

"Your tone is very cheerful, did you find something interesting?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"Okay, how about talking about something related to Xiao."

"Speak quickly."

"Don't be so anxious, your temper is getting worse and worse, Xiao is very worried."

""

"Hero, I heard that you are interested in swords recently, how do you feel?"

"Xiao Yichen!"

"Okay, I have something important to ask, and Xiao has something urgent to get started."

"If it's Xuantianmen, don't talk about it."

"Don't worry, Xiao knows your temperament, hero, do you still remember Meihu?"

"how."

"Three miles to the east of Meihu Lake, in the cold valley, there is a strange sword formation in the valley. The bodyguard master Shang sent a letter saying that he went to break into it, and came back injured. He wanted to ask an expert to break through the barrier."

"understood."

"Thank you."

"Thank you, quickly solve your lord's troubles."

Xiao Yichen put down his teacup, opened his eyes, "I'm really impatient."