"Whoosh!" Xiaoguang threw his sword to Wang Yi.
Then he glanced at the honest monk, as if he knew Wang Yi was playing rogue, but he refused to give Wang Yi the chance to play rogue.
Baili Ruyan, who was still sobbing, changed her face.
She is a very fickle woman. Not only does she have a good family background, but she also has a husband who looks good. No one in the world dares to provoke her.
So she has always been very proud, but she didn't expect that she would fall into Wang Yi's hands ten years ago.
Ten years ago, she even thought that if Wang Yi was more courageous and if Luo Xiaoxing hadn't caught up with him that day, she might actually have eloped with Wang Yi.
Who would have thought that Wang Yi was just like a piece of wood, not caring at all.
In just the blink of an eye, he defeated the young master of Qifeng Villa with a sword, and then left without looking back. He had been away for ten years.
So, like Luo Xiaoxing, the seeds of resentment were planted in her heart.
Luo Xiaoxing is different from her. To him, his defeat of Wang Yi is so important that he can pretend that he didn't see Baili Ruyan in the bush that year.
Because he loved Baili Ruyan so much that he could tolerate her ignorance and misbehavior.
The couple has their own secrets, and today they are about to spit out the resentment they had ten years ago in their chests.
When Luo Xiaoxing saw Xiaoguang throwing the long sword to Wang Yi, his hand shook and he was ready to take action.
Just when Luo Xiaoxing was about to step forward to challenge Wang Yi with his sword, the honest monk unexpectedly stood in front of him and said calmly: "Are you really going to fight here?"
In his opinion, this is also outside the gate of White Horse Temple. How can you be in a place of Buddhism where your swords are facing each other and blood is splashed three feet away?
Luo Xiaoxing asked coldly: "What do you want to say?"
The honest monk glanced at the silent Wang Yi, thought for a while and said: "Wang Yi claimed to only use one sword back then, although he has not used a sword for ten years."
"Also, this is a place of Buddhism. You can't just come here and yell and kill anyone, right?"
At this point, the honest monk looked at Wang Yi and said quietly: "You can fight, just one move."
Luo Xiaosheng nodded and said coldly: "Back then, we decided the outcome with one move, and it will be the same today. Let me see you ten years from now."
If Xiao Guang can force the king to use his sword, you can be considered a character.
Although he thought so in his heart, he chuckled and said: "Wuyi, you don't dare to accept the move, do you?"
Wang Yi glanced at Luo Xiaoxing and then at the honest monk, but he was thinking in his heart that he would not be entangled with this evil man again in the future.
He originally wanted to turn around and leave, but then he saw Xiaoguang's unwilling eyes...
I felt confused, it turns out that you, like that monk, want to see my jokes?
So he replied to Luo Xiaoxing: "After today, please don't trouble me again!"
Luo Xiaoxing's expression changed and he shouted angrily: "Come on, let's resolve the grudges of the past ten years with one move!"
"as you wish!"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Yi instantly stepped back ten feet and distanced himself from Luo Xiaoxing.
The sword flashed with a chill, and in the blink of an eye Wang unsheathed his long sword, but threw the scabbard to Xiaoguang not far away.
Unexpectedly, Luo Xiaoxing was unwilling to take advantage of him. He looked at him and sighed and said, "Are you using this sword? Where is your sword?"
He didn't believe that the Meteor Sword was really missing and had wandered around the world in obscurity for ten years.
Wang curled his lips and replied leisurely: "You talk a lot. My sword is at Lantian Villa. You can go to the lake to salvage it, and it will be yours."
Xiaoguang clapped his hands and said, "Yes, I can prove for him that this guy has no sword."
What Xiaoguang told Wang Yi was the truth, but it had another meaning in the ears of Baili Ruyan and Luo Xiaoxing.
Although Baili Ruyan heard it, she didn't dare to say it. At the moment, she didn't dare to anger Luo Xiaoxing, for fear that the guy would lose the fight and blame it on her.
The long sword was unsheathed and already in Luo Xiaoxing's hand, but he was not very anxious because he had full confidence.
He has been training hard for ten years to prepare for today's battle.
He spent ten years sharpening his sword in order to defeat the Meteor Sword King Yi, defeat the guy who humiliated him, and make him feel proud.
So, he looked at Wang Yi and said quietly: "Do you know? I have been sharpening my sword for ten years just to fight you."
Wang Yi smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, Jian Shisan is better than me. You can definitely go to Lantian Villa."
When the honest monk heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
He looked at Luo Xiaoxing and said with a smile: "Yes, you can go to Lantian Farm to defeat that guy from Sword Thirteen Jin Yuanming, and go to the lake to pick up the Meteor Sword again."
Xiaoguang sighed, looked at Wang Yi and said, "Wang Yi, don't let me look down on you."
Luo Xiaoxing ignored the two of them, but glanced at Baili Ruyan who was no longer crying, and instantly felt a little more confident in his heart.
He murmured to himself: "In the past ten years, I have been looking forward to fighting you day and night instead of going to Lantian Villa. Can you understand what I am thinking?"
Wang Yi replied calmly: "I understand."
A flash of fire appeared in Luo Xiaoxing's eyes. He looked at Wang Yi and said, "After today's battle, I just want you to know that ten years later I will no longer be the swordsman I was back then."
Wang Yi stared at the long sword in his hand and murmured to himself: "Please draw the sword!"
Luo Xiaoxing withdrew his gaze from Baili Ruyan and glanced at the long sword in his hand. At this moment, his temperament changed.
In Wang Yi's eyes, Luo Xiaoxing in front of him was no longer the young master who needed his father to stay by his side.
After ten years of sharpening a sword, he wanted to see if he could succeed with this sword.
Xiaoguang gave him this ordinary long sword and took over the sword from Qifeng Villa. He wanted to try it.
The late spring sunshine quietly shined on the group of people outside Zhelima Temple, and also on the two long swords with cold light.
Luo Xiaoxing, who was dressed in white robe, looked like a white-faced scholar, which was in sharp contrast to Wang Yi, who was dressed in black.
Luo Xiaoxing glanced at Baili Ruyan one last time, and then didn't look back...
The sword was like wind and lightning, slashing at the Meteor Sword King who was one foot away.
But Wang Yi just stood there quietly, with no sword in his eyes, not even the ray of sunshine in the sky.
He recalled the time when he met Li Xiuyuan while standing by the lake of Hongfu Temple.
Over the years, he not only tried using different swords to compete with different people; he also tried to use the black iron bar in his hand to cut out like a mountain...
Once upon a time, he also wanted to ask Li Xiuyuan how to carry ten different swords on his back.
Once upon a time, he even had a hint of realization. The iron bar in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and the speed of his sword was getting slower and slower.
At this moment, the honest monk and Xiaoguang were even a little confused.
Because, they suddenly realized that they could no longer see the sword in Wang Yi's hand.
Wang Yi, who was standing quietly under the tree, had turned into a tree, or rather into a sword.
Looking at the silent monk and Xiaoguang, Baili Ruyan even covered her mouth, fearing that Luo Xiaoxing would be defeated again in the next moment.
As a result, his husband may not even have the courage to live.
At this moment, Wang Yi looked at the sword in Luo Xiaoxing's hand and suddenly said: "This is a good sword, better than the sword ten years ago!"
Luo Xiaoxing smiled when he heard this and replied: "Yes."
Wang Yi sighed: "In that case, let's draw the sword!"
Then, a bolt of lightning flashed past the eyes of Laoshi Monk, Xiaoguang, and Baili Ruyan, one minute faster than lightning.
After ten years of sharpening his sword, Luo Xiaoxing came up with a new move: "The sword falls and the stars sink!"
As a result, Wang Yi felt that Luo Xiaoxing's slash was no longer a sword light, but a meteor from the sky, even more powerful than his own meteor sword back then!
However, to the surprise of the three onlookers, Wang Yi did not use the long sword in his hand to catch Luo Xiaoxing's sword, but continued to retreat one foot back.
To the three people's surprise, Wang Yi's cloth shoes were almost worn out before he avoided Luo Xiaoxing's sword.
Baili Ruyan's eyes lit up. Only now did she understand that her man had really been training hard all these years in order to one day defeat the Meteor Sword.
But Xiaoxing curled his lips. As a swordsman, he could see that Luo Xiaoxing's sword was hundreds of times better than Wang Yi's.
If Wang Yi dared to take the sword at this time, he would definitely be cut off by the sword in Luo Xiaoxing's hand.
So he instantly looked down on the young master of Qifeng Villa in front of him. In his opinion, anyone who took advantage of others in weapons was not worthy of his respect.
Just like Wang Yi, he can pick up a long sword and dare to fight with others.
In his eyes, only guys like Wang Yi can be regarded as real men.
It's not that Wang Yi saved his life outside Changting on the day he returned to Chang'an. These are two different things, and he can distinguish them clearly.
So Luo Xiaoxing is far smarter than anyone thinks.
He just wants to take advantage of Wang Yi, because in his opinion, Wang Yi once took advantage of him with the Meteor Sword, and today's battle is just to recover the interest.
Luo Xiaoxing didn't hesitate, and exploded in an instant, slashing towards Wang Yi like a shooting star.
At this moment, Luo Xiaoxing's sword light flew like several meteors flying across the sky, crisscrossing and slashing from different directions towards Wuyi, who was ten feet away.
Even Wang Yi, who had experienced hundreds of battles, had to be careful when facing such a terrifying move. For the first time, the long sword in his hand trembled like he was holding a glass of wine.
One sword to fly!
The sword falls and the stars sink!
In front of Zhema Temple, a sword energy rose into the sky, stirring the entire sky!
For a moment, the branches on the street turned into powder, like countless meteors streaking across the sky, and the violent wind generated by the sword energy was like countless knives...
In an instant, Wang Yi's black shirt was cut into countless pieces, and it was flying in the wind for a while, like an elf in the dark night.
"It's over!" Baili Ruyan sighed, thinking that Wang Yi ten years later would no longer be her man's opponent.
"Is that it?" Although the honest monk was a little unhappy, he still did not shout out, because Wang Yi did not sheath his sword, so the battle was not over.
Just when the man who is as beautiful as himself is cheering.
In the blink of an eye, the honest monk touched Xiaoguang's head and sighed in disbelief.
"Click!" A sound sounded in everyone's ears.
When Baili Ruyan watched carefully and waited for the honest monk to sigh, the sword in Wang Yi's hand was cut off by Luo Xiaoxing's sword, and one part flew into the air.
With a final "Dang!" sound, a broken sword was deeply inserted into the big tree next to Luo Xiaoxing.
Meteor Sword King Yi, Wang Yi, who was known as the Sword God back then, took a few steps back.
Looking at Baili Ruyan in front of him and the cold-faced Luo Xiaoxing, he said quietly: "You win!"
Meteor Sword, who would rather die than bow his head, faced off against his opponent from ten years ago in front of the White Horse Temple today. The two of them just passed one move.
Wang Yi said the first sentence in his life.
Throwing away the half-broken sword in his hand, Wang Yi turned his head and walked back. He left the White Horse Temple, Luo Xiaoxing and the honest monk without even calling Xiao Guang.
The Meteor Sword turned and left like the wind, but Luo Xiaoxing still stood quietly under the tree holding the long sword.
From a distance, Wang Yi's lukewarm voice came: "From today on, you are the Meteor Sword."
