"Looking for death!" The white strength of Si Nian’s right hand instantly poured into the body of the sword, and the longevity sword suddenly sounded. As soon as the color of Nv Jiao changed, the hair immediately dispersed, but it was too late. When the blade of the longevity sword flashed, the female hair was cut off by half.

"Bang!" Si Nian suddenly appeared in front of the woman, and before the sword was recovered, the middle finger of the left index finger was a little bit, and the woman flew out like a broken kite, leaving a bunch of blood flowers in the middle.
"Boom!" A huge red sword light flashed in the center of Penglai Xiandao, and Si Nian’s face immediately changed, and she stopped ignoring her daughter and flew away.
Life and Tianlong also saw the red light and the shadow in front of them flashed, and Si Nian appeared in more than ten feet away.
……
Ximen Chuixue, the center of Penglai Xiandao, sits quietly next to a natural spring. The leaves of Maolin are slowly falling in the cold and firm but gentle in Ximen Chuixue. When the blue leaves just touch Ximen Chuixue’s white clothes like snow, they suddenly turn yellow, which seems to suddenly face the late autumn.
"Sasha Vujacic … Sasha Vujacic …" A series of crosstalk sounded. Ximen Chuixue’s ears moved slightly, but he didn’t open his eyes. He still looked like a thousand years of ice.
Chapter seventy-four Solitary defeat
"Don’t blame me for the courtesy of uninvited visitors." Ximen Chuixue still didn’t sound indifferent
"Swish swish swish swish …" Seven people in red instantly landed at Ximen Chuixue’s side and stood by the Big Dipper, while the people in yellow fell in front of Ximen Chuixue and stared at Ximen Chuixue coldly.
People in yellow clothes are indifferent to saying "Lord of West Gate Villa"
Ximen Chuixue has been sitting on the ground with his eyes closed since people appeared, except for his indifference.
Ximen Chuixue Road "Baiyun City?"
Huang Yi humanity "Baiyun City is now the Lord"
Ximen Chuixue said, "What are you and Ye Gucheng?"
Huang Yi is a humanitarian "younger brother"
Ximen Chuixue finally opened his eyes and said, "Teacher younger brother?"
The man in yellow will definitely answer "Junior Brother"
Ximen Chuixue said, "So you’re here for revenge?"
The yellow man shook his head strangely. "I’m here to get something."
Ximen Chuixue said, "What is it?"
Yellow dress humanity "you are murderous"
Ximen Chuixue slowly got up and swept his eyes across the other seven people. "Just you?"
The yellow man nodded and said, "Please draw your sword."
Ximen Chuixue’s cold eyes seemed to be covered with a mist, and a bleak and faint sound sounded, "My sword killed Putian, Ye Gucheng. Who else is worthy of my sword again?" It’s not arrogance, it’s heavy loneliness …
Ximen Chuixue became Ye Gucheng and Ye Gucheng got the cleanest and most glorious way to die before the full moon, but what about Ximen Chuixue himself? The price of this achievement is to taste loneliness alone forever. No one can feel the desolation of "knowing that the cold prefers the cold environment"
As cold and lonely as snow in the distant mountains, as lonely and lonely as a meteor in the winter night. Lu Xiaofeng once said, "There is little in Ximen Chuixue that others can’t learn."
"His sword?"
"It’s not his sword, it’s his loneliness."
……
Clothes as white as snow
Hands as white as snow
A face as pale as snow
As white and lonely as snow
"I don’t have a sword to draw …" Lonely sounds are like thousands of years of shackles hitting everyone’s heart in the abyss.
Ximen Chuixue walked lightly towards the yellow man. His clothes were as pure as snow and rippled with the wind.
The yellow dress man stared at Ximen Chuixue’s lonely sword-meaning body and couldn’t help shivering. He immediately shouted "Sword array!"
Seven people in red immediately shouted "plough Beidou array!"
Ximen Chuixue faced the attack of seven people with a sigh "After all, it’s not Wang Zhongyang …"
"hey!" It’s the sound of the sword drawn, but people find this sword, because there is no this sword, and then they find it again …
Ximen Chuixue’s white right hand is empty, but he does have a sword in his hand, but he can see it …
Some people are crying, it’s a cold smile, and some people are afraid that it’s a virtual sword shadow hiding from fear. A bloody lightsaber slowly appears, and it’s going up into the sky, and it’s not fast … very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow .. It … It … It …. It ….. It …..
The yellow man suddenly changed his look when he saw this. His right hand instantly drew his sword and jumped forward. Xuanyuan sword and sword light poured out. That was the color of water.
Ximen Chuixue indifferently side head cold voice way "interesting XuanYuanJian …"
"Bang!" All over the sky, the water color, the sword light, the blood color and the firm but gentle collision violently hit the sea around the island, splashing thousands of waves.
Ximen Chuixue’s attack was blocked by the yellow man, but the seven men in red didn’t suffer much damage. They were shocked by the violent shock wave.
The man in yellow is already kneeling on the sword and spilling blood from his mouth. His face is frightened and he stares at Ximen Chuixue unbelievably. "You have stepped into Shinto!"
"Oh, God again?" Ximen Chuixue didn’t laugh, but he was cold and desolate. His eyes were full of confusion …
"I, I have grasped the eternal kendo. Although I have been lonely all my life, I can’t stop me from pursuing its peak. However, who can understand the loneliness of saying nothing … Who else can match my sword … I can hide the sword with its dignity …" Ximen Chuixue looked up and blew his head with cold wind. He never failed in his life. After all, he was defeated and lost to loneliness …
The yellow dress man’s eyes set, and he finally miscalculated. He didn’t calculate that Ximen Chuixue entered Shinto so quickly …
Huang Yi said, "I want to kill you and achieve my goal of killing the sword. Now that you have entered Shinto, I will give him the only chance to live and die in your destiny …" Say that Xuanyuanjian actually gushed out crazy black gas and black gas filled the whole forest, and then slowly gathered into a huge gas barrier like a burning black flame.
"Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha! ….. "A burst of wild and unruly laughter broke out from the black flame. It was the arrogant and unruly the legendary swordsman.
Ximen Chuixue’s eyes flashed a little surprised after hearing the laughter, while the yellow man and the seven people in red had already retreated away from Ximen Chuixue and the black flame.
A pale man in a black robe with long hair came out of the black flame, and the cold, arrogant and evil spirits gathered together …
Ximen Chuixue looked at the man coming out of the flame and said indifferently, "I didn’t expect you in the sky."
The arrogant face of the man showed surprise, joy and fiery madness at the moment when Ximen Chuixue looked at him. "After many years, I finally found someone who can fight me. What’s your name?"
Ximen Chuixue Road "Ximen Chuixue"
The man looked up "haha! Ha ha! ….. Standing upright in white like snow, blowing snow or blowing blood is lonely. "
Ximen Chuixue’s eyes lit up and said, "It’s a pity to meet you in this life."
Male Dao: "It’s a pity that you and I have this battle in this life. No matter whether I win or lose, I will turn into smoke."
Ximen Chuixue said, "I know …"
The man still laughs in frustration, as if he wants to bloom his life’s smile. He said brightly, "You can die in World War I, but you regret it!"
Ximen Chuixue said, "Me too …"
Chapter seventy-five The sea is floating
The man in black said softly, as if remembering: "Two hundred years ago, I was alone in the valley when my life dissipated. Therefore, my sword was absorbed and imprisoned in the sword for more than two hundred years. Today I came out …"