The sun was shining brightly, and there was a vast expanse of white snow.
"We agreed in advance that we will only distinguish between victory and defeat, not life and death." Gui Liu said with a smile.
"That's natural."
The bearded swordsman's eyes were so hot that he couldn't hold it anymore. What he has been looking forward to is a three-four battle like this. Compared with the warriors at the peak of the third rank and the warriors who have just entered the rank, is it true that the gap is like a chasm?
It is better to believe in no books than to have no books at all. This is the truth. You can only know it by trying it yourself.
He stuck the machete into the snow and said with a hearty smile: "Come on, come on, hit with all your strength, let me experience the taste of a high-ranking warrior's fist."
"That's what you said."
Guiliu grinned, stepped back slightly, and rushed over in an instant, punching hard without any delay.
The bearded swordsman put his arms in front of him and gritted his teeth to resist the powerful blow.
Centered on the two of them, the snow swirled and spread in layers, with broken snow flying all over the sky, blocking the audience's sight.
The old man's eyes widened and he unconsciously took two steps forward, anxious to see the result.
The white flying snow dispersed. Gui Liu stood still at the position where he punched before, while the bearded swordsman just stepped backwards and made a few footprints.
"How?" Gui Liu chuckled.
Knowing that the punch just now was just a polite test, the bearded swordsman shook his head and said: "It doesn't hurt, it's as light as cotton wool. Have you not eaten enough?"
"I understand." Guiliu nodded.
The bearded swordsman felt upset for no reason and said angrily: "You are so verbose, punch!"
This time, he no longer acted like a wooden stake being beaten, but instead took a breath of pure fresh energy. He stepped back and pulled out a fist frame, and his fist intention became more concentrated.
Gui Liu let out a sigh, thinking that he knew all the secrets in the world and could see 90% of the tricks in the world, but he had never seen the boxing in front of him.
This sincere boxing stance is powerful and powerful, like the sound of thunder beating a drum, but the flow of the fist's intention is not as intense as the thunder, but the flow of fists is more like the sound of heavy thunder and small raindrops.
The cedars quivered. Two figures rushed out at the same time and collided. The bearded swordsman used a breath of essence to punch out fifteen times in a row, the sound was like thunder, and the punches were like afterimages.
This scene made the four chick escorts and the old man dumbfounded. Is this a warrior? Not human at all.
Facing the stormy offensive, Guiliu remained calm and retreated while blocking, and his boxing skills were always smooth and smooth.
The bearded swordsman was at the end of his quintessence after his repeated punches, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat. He first distanced himself, and then took a breath of fresh air.
But at this time, Gui Liu, who had always been on the defensive, suddenly stuck up and would definitely not give him a chance to breathe. The boxing technique is still smooth and smooth, overlapping, blocking and punching, both offensive and defensive, as if it is dragging the water, anyway, it is just to use up the breath of the bearded swordsman.
Finally, when the bearded swordsman had to take a breath, Guiliu found the right moment and punched him in the chest.
The old man didn't dare to look any further. Wouldn't his chest be shattered with this punch?
The four chicken escorts didn't understand the secrets, they just felt that their boss was about to lose.
Suddenly, Guiliu frowned, then realized it and wanted to pull away quickly.
It was too late, the bearded swordsman finally let out the breath he had been holding in, and struck Guiliu in the chest as if he were fighting for his life, exchanging punches with him.
But Guiliu's chest was already seriously injured, but he was wearing soft armor and couldn't see it.
After receiving a powerful punch from a third-level peak martial artist, in full view of everyone, the white-haired man's figure became stagnant and motionless.
And after receiving a punch from a high-ranking warrior, the bearded swordsman's face was extremely ugly, scarlet and hot, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.
Guiliu covered his mouth with one hand, scarlet oozing out from between his fingers. He collapsed and fell heavily into the thick snow.
He stared blankly at the blue sky, and his chest was filled with scarlet red, which was shocking.
Forcibly suppressing the surge of energy and blood, the bearded swordsman was surprised and uncertain, "How could it be? Are you injured?"
This helpless man did not speak, but stared blankly at the sky.
The bearded swordsman frowned tightly. The white-haired man in front of him was obviously young, but he exuded a gloomy air, like a walking corpse, with a sense of decay and withering.
Having traveled around the world as an escort for more than ten years, he was no stranger to this kind of look. This kind of look cannot be disguised or avoided. Only when a person is completely desperate and has no desire and desire to live will it be revealed naturally.
It is hard to imagine what happened to make a young warrior with a promising future become so desperate that his hair turned white at a young age.
Despite all the surprises and hesitations, the bearded swordsman still couldn't ask. He raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was getting late and it was time to set off.
He didn't care what happened to this man, so he grabbed his shoulders, pulled him up from the snow, and said in a deep voice: "The blood you coughed up just now means that you have been injured for a long time, and there is no sign of improvement. If this continues , even if you are a martial artist, you will soon be unable to hold on. You will fall down first, and you will suffer from the root of the disease, and it will be difficult to return to the original state. If you still can't get treatment, and your qi and blood will be lost for a long time, you may be a god. Healing, narrow escape from death. You can go back for the rest of the journey, leaving you here is just a burden."
Guiliu finally came to his senses and sighed helplessly, "What you said is really heartless."
He suddenly felt a touch on his shoulder, turned around, and saw the old man's face full of worry.
"Little baby, are you really okay? You have to die later. If you die early, who should I ask for a beauty review? I can't chase you to the underworld, right?"
"Senior, don't worry. I promise you a thousand pieces of gold. When I arrive at Shuanghua City, I will go to the government office as soon as possible to buy a complete set of reviews and give them to my senior."
The old man's eyes suddenly lit up. He had only promised to buy the beauty review and lyrics review before, but today he directly promised to buy the whole set. A full set of book reviews, what is that concept? It can be said to be a lot! Even if you are from a wealthy family or a relative of the royal family, you still have to consider whether you have so much surplus that cannot be taken into account, and whether you will not be able to take the blame after buying this entire set of reviews.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!" The old man couldn't wait and was already looking forward to the scene of sleeping on the book review in the future.
The carriages and horses have been led by the bearded swordsman, and the four chicken bodyguards have already been waiting on the Guanma Avenue. The bearded swordsman was different from his fiery temper last time. He waved his sword and roared to urge him on his way. This time, he just led the horse and waited patiently, without any look of boredom on his face.
Seeing Gui Liu and the old man returning, the bearded swordsman frowned. He was about to ask, "Why aren't you leaving yet?", but was interrupted by Gui Liu: "I'm going to Greenbelt City, you guys go first."
The bearded swordsman nodded.
Gui Liu smiled and said: "Then let's say goodbye here. I should arrive at Frost Flower City first and see you then."
"etc!"
A voice sounded suddenly.
The old man looked around at everyone, his last gaze resting on Guiliu, and he smiled, "What a coincidence, I also have some things to do and need to go to Greenbelt City. We can just go together to avoid the long journey and unbearable loneliness. "
The bearded swordsman immediately sneered: "The thing you are talking about is the whole set of reviews, right? What? Isn't it enough to think about it in your heart? You have to follow it step by step? You are not afraid of tossing an old bone back and forth. It falls apart."
Gui Liu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, the snow is thick and it is difficult to walk on the narrow path. Senior, you should take a rest."
"Don't even think about it!" The old man's eyes suddenly became cold, staring at Guiliu, and snorted coldly: "Tell the truth, do you want to run away after boasting about Haikou? Let me tell you, this trip to Green Belt City Go ahead! Before I get the book review, you can’t get rid of this bad old man like me!"
Geiliu sighed softly, "Senior, you don't have the most basic trust between people?"
The old man looked arrogant, pretending to be asleep and ignored him.
Gui Liu had no choice but to take out a gold ingot from his arms, break open the old man's hand bit by bit, and then give the gold ingot to him.
"Old senior, please keep this spindle first. I'll come back as soon as I go. Seriously, I will never lie to you."
The old man opened his eyes, glanced sideways at the shining gold in his hand, weighed the weight, and when everything was correct, he said a hum as if he had considered it carefully, and his tone was like that of an elder, admonishing the younger generation: "Go early and come back early. , do you hear me? Don’t be deceived by some pretty girl. If you are made into a human meat dumpling, you won’t even have a grave, and your father and mother will have no place to cry.”
Geiliu was helpless, "Senior, we are about to part ways, can't you say something nice?"
The old man waved his hand impatiently, "Go away!"
"Okay." Hearing this, Gui Liu felt that if he was granted amnesty, he was afraid that the old man would regret it the next second, so he swept out and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The escort continued walking and soon met two people who happened to be walking down the mountain. One of them was wearing a Taoist robe and a lotus crown. He was obviously a Taoist. The other person has a long sword slung across his body and a jade hanging from his waist. He has a gentle and gentle temperament, but he has the charm of a handsome young man.
The bearded swordsman saw the Taoist Tao Xue Wuhen at a glance, and he immediately became wary and stared cautiously at the two people who were gradually approaching.
"Fellow Taoist, may I ask where is ahead?" Wearing a lotus crown, he looked at the bearded swordsman with a smile.
"Ahead is Green Belt City, and further ahead is Qingqian City." The bearded swordsman said solemnly.
"Thank you."
The man carrying the sword thanked him, turned around and left with Taoist Lotus Crown, took a gentle step, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The bearded swordsman's eyes were deep and he seemed to be deep in thought.
Suddenly, he was tapped on the shoulder.
"Hey, old boy, do you think there are any activities going on in this Green Belt City? Why are they all heading over there?"
The bearded swordsman said nothing, slowly raised his head, looked in the direction of Green Belt City, and suddenly frowned.
The sky there was actually pitch black, with low and rolling black clouds, as if a mountain rain was about to come.
In addition, the vast expanse of sky is a vast expanse of blue and clear.
Having traveled around the world for decades, with his astonishing eyesight and rich experience, he could identify at a glance that the billowing, low-hanging black clouds were none other than the surging evil spirit.
In other words, the entire Green Belt City is shrouded in a sea of evil clouds.
what does that mean?
This means that the lives of tens of thousands of people in the entire Green Belt City have reached a life-or-death stage! If no one can stop the sea of evil clouds, the entire Green Belt City will be completely corroded by the overbearing evil energy in an instant.
How could such a ferocious phenomenon appear in the land of Gyeonggi and at the feet of the Emperor?
The bearded swordsman subconsciously looked towards the capital with worry on his face.
Regardless of whether this is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, one thing is undeniable. With such a shocking phenomenon, no matter how many people go there, they will only die. Unless there is a true great master, one of the top in the world, only such a person can save his life from ruin.
The devil who suppressed the whole world in the past and could not lift his head is now the empress who has the most noble status in the world. She was the only one who was in charge of the northern part of the Jing Dynasty and had the qualifications to come to the rescue.
As for the man with the sword who asked for directions earlier, and the Taoist priest who walked without a trace on the snow, even if they could travel a thousand miles in one step, he still didn't think they had such qualifications.
If they are really qualified, unless both of them are ranked among the top ten in the world. It's just a small town, and the possibility of gathering three of the top ten people in the world at the same time is almost zero.
The bearded swordsman restrained his wandering thoughts and quietly glanced at the old man beside him.
If this white-haired young man really left because of this, with his only third-level strength and serious injuries, it is very likely that he will not be able to come back.
So he gave this gold ingot, perhaps to let the old man buy the book review himself. In other words, this gold ingot is his last gift.
And here, the old man tapped the gold ingot with his fingers, making a crisp and sweet sound.
The bearded swordsman felt a sense of sadness and desolation for no reason. This was clearly a death knell to say goodbye.
Knowing that there is nothing you can do but having no hesitation is such a magnificent and moving sentiment and mind.
The body dies but the morality lives on.
Unlike myself, who was content to settle down and choose a job as a bodyguard, he spent more than ten years in a state of confusion.
The bearded swordsman closed his eyes and let out a slow breath, and his mind gradually came to mind about the glorious years of traveling in the world.
I once wore thin clothes when I was young, I once entered a rich family, I once sang drunkenly, I once tied up the hair of a beautiful lady and put hairpins in it.
He had been dressed in rags, he had slept in the snow, he had drank blood to satisfy his hunger, and he had been desperate and acted as a tiger's aid.
"I'll toast you if you come back alive."
The bearded swordsman said softly to the white-haired young man who had already gone away.
In an instant, this small world was swept by wind and snow, and the fierce martial spirit was everywhere.
The auras of martial arts flowed down like water from the sky.
The state that has been suppressed for a long time was once an insurmountable chasm, but now there are signs of loosening.
The martial spirit flowed wildly, heavy snow fell, and dead trees were broken one after another.
Finally, the bearded swordsman slowly opened his eyes and took a long breath, as if he had let go of decades of depression and depression.
He looked up at the sky, his voice was not loud,
"I have entered the rank."
