There is a woodland outside the small town.
Xie Xiaofeng has arrived in this woodland.
After a night of adjustment, he was completely relaxed and recuperated, both mentally and physically.
Maybe he is not at his best now, but if he only dares to fight with others when he reaches his peak, then he is not Xie Xiaofeng.
As soon as he was born, he seemed to have received all the blessings and honors from the gods in heaven. He was so stunningly talented that the world looked at him with special attention.
He learned swordsmanship at the age of five and interpreted sword manuals at the age of six. By the age of ten, he had defeated Hua Shaokun, the number one swordsman of the Huashan sect, who was known as the "Wandering Dragon Swordsman".
By the time he was seventeen or eighteen, countless swordsmen in the world had been defeated by him.
And when he reached the age of twenty-three or four, he could hardly find an opponent anymore, and even the number of people who had taken ten moves from him was very rare. He was already worthy of the Xie family's "No. A gold plaque with "One Sword".
Perhaps the only person who can be called an opponent is the most famous killer in the world - Yan Shisan.
Although the two peerless swordsmen have made a death date, Xie Xiaofeng is completely tired. He has had enough of the imprisonment of "Xie Xiaofeng" and is determined to get rid of the burden brought by fame.
As a result, he became Aji without any ability.
And now, the incompetent Aji has become the unparalleled third young master in the world, the third young master who has never been defeated.
Although he killed Tietou Ayong, it was only for better rest and adjustment.
So he was still wearing thin clothes, made of the cheapest coarse cloth. But wearing it on him, it seemed like it couldn't even compare to the most luxurious clothes in the world.
His back was as straight as a sword.
His gaze was sharper than a sword, calm and confident.
But Xie Xiaofeng didn't bring a sword.
Today I was supposed to have a sword duel with another peerless master, but he didn't bring a sword.
Because he knew that Yulian City had prepared a sword for him.
…
Then, Xie Xiaofeng saw a sword.
A sword attached to the scabbard and inserted into the bluestone.
Xie Xiaofeng's eyes lit up.
The black and old scabbard, the elegant sword jaw, and the apricot-yellow sword tassel were so familiar, as if they had been engraved into his soul and bone marrow.
He can never forget it.
——Xie Family Divine Sword
Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but stretched out his hand. The hand that was originally trembling with excitement immediately returned to stability as soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword.
He looked at this sword with gentle and excited eyes, as if he were a passionate young man looking at his first love.
"The sword is made of ordinary iron, but it becomes divine because of people." A clear voice sounded: "Although the Xie family's divine sword is famous all over the world, if it falls into the hands of others, it is just a slightly sharp sword."
Accompanying this sound was a compelling murderous aura.
Xie Xiaofeng held the sword in his hand tighter. He didn't have to look back, he already knew that the person he was waiting for was coming.
Of course this person is Yu Liancheng.
The morning sun is rising, but when it shines on people, it doesn't make people feel any warmth.
Because the world is already filled with murderous aura, a murderous aura that makes one's bones tremble.
In the forest, a man dressed in black slowly appeared: "But as soon as this sword came into your hands, it seemed to have come alive, and it immediately became astonishingly murderous."
Xie Xiaofeng also looked at Yu Liancheng: "You..."
"I'm here." Yu Liancheng interrupted abruptly, as if he already knew what he was going to say.
Xie Xiaofeng was silent for a long time.
Suddenly, he saw the sword in Yu Liancheng's palm, a long sword with a black fish skin sheath, a golden mouthpiece, and thirteen large pearls on it.
Maybe many people don't recognize this sword now.
But seven years ago, the owner of this sword was famous all over the world. Everyone knew about it. He was the only peerless swordsman who could compete with the third young master.
"I recognize this sword." Xie Xiaofeng's eyes flashed.
Yuliancheng said: "Oh?"
Xie Xiaofeng said solemnly: "If I guess correctly, this long sword is Yan Shisan's sword."
"Yes, this is indeed Yan Shisan's sword. I can also tell you a secret. The pearl on the sword is fake and was sold by Yan Shisan a long time ago. He does not have as prominent a family background as you, nor is he like you. I am so unscrupulous.”
Yu Liancheng said lightly: "Back then, you and Yan Shisan made a date to see each other. You pretended to die and left, but Yan Shisan felt that there was no rival in the world, so he cut his boat and sank his sword and disappeared. I'll go to God. When I went to Sword Villa, I also took this sword by the way."
Xie Xiaofeng's eyes darkened: "I am indeed sorry for him in this matter."
"So, I will use this sword today to complete the unfinished date." Yu Liancheng said lightly: "By the way, Yan Shisan is not dead. He is deducing the story of the Thirteen Deadly Swords." Two variations, and he's almost guessing a fifteenth."
Xie Xiaofeng's expression was solemn, and there was a trace of reverence on his face, as if the old village owner was facing the Xie family's magic sword: "Of the thirteen deadly swords, the first thirteen swords are roots, the fourteenth sword is branches and leaves, and the only one is The fifteenth sword is the flower that finally blooms. And this sword must be the 'god' among swords. Once it is created, it will be unprecedented and unprecedented."
There was a chilling tone in Yu Liancheng's voice: "Not only is there no one before or since, but the world cannot tolerate it, because that sword already has a 'god', a poisonous dragon of death. Therefore, when Yan Shisan uses this sword, To die."
Xie Xiaofeng's eyes flashed with sharpness as he said: "But with such swordsmanship, even if it means death, martial arts practitioners all over the world, especially those who learn swordsmanship, would like to take a look."
"Yes." Yu Liancheng nodded: "After Yan Shisan completes the fifteenth sword, he will definitely let someone try his sword. He will definitely find you, so I will defeat you, because I also I want to take a look at the fifteenth sword."
Xie Xiaofeng said: "It seems that it is inevitable for you and me to fight."
Yuliancheng said: "Since it is inevitable, why don't you draw your sword yet?"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "Why don't you draw your sword?"
Yu Liancheng said: "You have seen my methods in the narrow alley, so for the sake of fairness, you should take the first shot this time."
"good."
Xie Xiaofeng's eyes were filled with divine light, and his whole body exuded sharp energy. His sword roared like a dragon, and the Xie family's divine sword suddenly unsheathed, and a bolt of thunder and lightning exploded in the forest.
Of course, what exploded was not thunder and lightning, but a sword light that was more terrifying than thunder and lightning.
This sword light is filled with an indescribable wonderful spirituality and change, and this change is vaguely similar to Wuding in the "Three Flawless Styles".
Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship is like wind and flowing water.
In the blink of an eye, the sword energy was approaching.
choke!
The sword in Yu Liancheng's hand has also been unsheathed, and his sword seems to have turned into the wind, an ethereal and unpredictable wind.
Ding ding ding.
The swords have struck.
Sword light fills the sky.
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