Thousand Blades of Death

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"I don't need him to say it, let me tell you." Lu Xiaofeng also smiled, and he said the name of a person in the ear of Sikong Picking Stars. Just looking at the reaction of Sikong Picking Stars, he knew that he and Ma Yuan guessed right. There was light in his eyes, and these clues were almost intertwined.

Just for the purpose...

Sikong Picking Stars sighed again, murmured: "This man said that I am a monkey spirit, in fact, he is..."

Suddenly his words were interrupted, and Yin Xian suddenly appeared under the eaves, saying, "The Lord of Baiyun City is here."

Under the moonlight, a white figure appeared, fluttering like a royal wind, high in merit, like a fairy, and the expression of his sword was enough to make people fascinated and show admiration in his eyes.

But Ma Yuan just glanced at him, then turned his head, took Shi Xiuxue's hand, and said to Lu Xiaofeng, "The Ximen blowing snow is also here."

Under the moonlight, these two equally pale swordsmen stood against each other, but it was a pity that a sincere decisive battle was broken, and one was a counterfeit under a conspiracy. I don’t know the rivers and lakes people who are standing here to watch the battle. The strange appearance of silk is not so much because of this dignified atmosphere.

The two were all white as snow, spotless, and completely expressionless on their faces.

Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "After a long time, don't come unharmed?"

Ximen blowing snow said: "Duomengchengquan, lucky to be well."

Ye Gucheng continued: "Why do you mention the old things again? In today's battle, you and I will do our best." He said these two sentences, and he started to gasp a little. His face is different from that of Xi Men blowing snow. Sick ischemic white, the people watching the battle all saw that he was seriously injured.

Ximen blowing snow was still expressionless, blinded, raised his sword, and said coldly: "This sword is a weapon of the world, the sword is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven pounds and 13 two." This is itself one of the opponents Kind of respect.

Ye Gucheng also raised the sword in his hand and said, "This sword is the elite of the overseas cold sword, with hair blowing and hair cut, the blade is three feet and three, and the net weight is six pounds and four two."

"Wait." The state of Lord Baiyun was really bad. Wei Ziyun was anxious and even asked to find someone to see if the two peerless swordsmen carried their swords to poison. This is also the practice of decisive battle. Remember, he just had to speak in order to let Baiyun City Lord breathe.

But his kindness is still in vain.

Ye Gucheng agreed naturally, and Ximen nodded after a long silence, but he only allowed Lu Xiaofeng to check.

If he would never nod his head a month ago, how could the enemy weapon be removed before the battle between life and death?

But now he has changed. Because of Sun Xiuqing, Ximen Chuixue understands a lot of human relationships, so he did not refuse, but only expressed a high degree of trust in Lu Xiaofeng.

Si Kong picking the star suddenly sighed and muttered: "This kid will steal even the monk's buns, and some people will believe him, it's strange and strange."

Although his voice was low, at this moment, every word was clearly heard by others.

Shi Xiuxue chuckled and quickly covered her mouth. She didn't want to be alien in such a quiet moment, so she kept her face flat and silent.

Next to Ma Yuanluo Shishishishi, "probably because Lu Xiaofeng, this phoenix, not only flies everywhere, but also has double wings, so everyone looks at him differently."

Lu Xiaofeng only smiled bitterly.

The wooden Daoren couldn't help but laugh, and Bu Ju suddenly shouted, "Lu Daxia's benevolence is unparalleled, not to say that it is a sword. Even if it is my head, I will also hand it to him."

Yan Renying immediately followed: "Although Yan Renying is an unknown soldier, the admiration for Lu Xia is exactly the same as that of this gang master."

The two were fools, and they couldn't see that they had a good relationship. Lu Xiaofeng also smiled slightly, raised his brows triumphantly at Sikong's picking of the star, and then strode towards the west gate to blow snow and Ye Gucheng, he took the two Putting the sword behind his hand, he murmured, "Sure enough, they are all good swords." He took this cold weapon, and his mood began to get worse. This kind of thing might take his life to make friends.

Wei Ziyun, beside him, said even worse: "That's why I asked Lu Daxia to exchange these two swords for the two of them to have a glance."

"Do you want me to give Ye Gucheng the sword of Xi Men blowing snow, and give Ye Gucheng the sword of Ye Gucheng?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't see any expression, he said lightly: "No, these two swords are so good in my hand How can I go back."

Wei Ziyun stunned, it seemed that Lu Xiaofeng would say such a thing.

Unwilling to vomit, Lu Xiaofeng clamped the scabbard under the flank, and with his wrists reversed, both swords came out of the sheath, and the sword rushed to the sky, and the glory was dazzling. Even the moon in the sky seemed to have lost its color.

Ma Yuan looked deeply at the landing Xiaofeng. Although he had no time to come, however, Lu Xiaofeng had a bit of hatred for Ye Gucheng in his heart?

Lu Xiaofeng said again: "A sharp artifact has only a virtuous person, have you heard of this sentence?"

No one answered, no one knew what to do.

"I have heard this sentence, and I can see that there are no patterns on the two swords." After the sentence was finished, the sword was sheathed. He suddenly raised his hand and threw a sword to Simon Blowing Snow. Gan Jian threw it to Ye Gucheng, and Yang Chang walked back. He was playing with his temper, but the two peerless swordsmen couldn't say one thing at all, because his words and actions were all out of concern for friends.

Everyone was stunned again.

Sikong Picking Stars couldn't help but say: "What are you doing?"

Lu Xiaofeng said indifferently: "I just let them know that this kind of thing will happen again next time, don't ask me, I have enough trouble, and I don't want to worry about such boring things anymore."

Si Kong picked up the star and said, "Is this boring?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Two people have no injustice and no hatred, but they just want to pierce each other's throat with a sword. If this kind of thing is not boring, what else is boring?"

Ma Yuan sighed and murmured: "Maybe they will, as they wish, they will not fight life and death now, but maybe, this destiny is how you want to avoid and can't avoid it." He thought of many people , But those people he will never see again.

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