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Chapter 59 Friends

The next day, it was still the same maple forest. Guo Songyang and Li Xun and Huan both stood there, while A Fei and Lin Ye watched.

There is no unnecessary words, and there is no need for unnecessary words.

Guo Songyang's iron sword was in his hand, and in an instant, the sword energy hit the people, and the heaven and earth were filled with desolate and solemn killing.

He drew his sword with his backhand and raised it to his chest. Although he was attacking, Guo Songyang's eyes never left Li Xun and Huan's hands.

He knew it was a terrible hand!

No one in this world dares to underestimate this hand.

Li Xun Huan gently explored his right hand in the air. When he looked at it again, a flying knife had already appeared in his hand.

A single knife seals the throat, such as the flying knife of Li Xiao who is completely fired.

The strong wind passed through the forest with a shrill whistling sound.

Guo Songyang's iron sword emerged in the wind, and a black light flashed, and then the sword tip rushed straight into Li Xun Huan's throat.

Li Xun Huan's steps slid, retreating seven feet behind, and his back was already leaning against a tree trunk.

"Guo Songyang is defeated!" Lin Ye, who was watching the game, said in a deep voice.

Hearing Lin Ye's words, A Fei was stunned, and then immediately looked closely at the situation in the field.

But A Fei did not see any chance of victory at all. Instead, Li Xun Huan was oppressed by Guo Songyang's iron sword and could not retreat.

Guo Songyang let out a long roar, jumped, and the iron sword in his hand suddenly turned into a long rainbow and slashed towards Li Xun. Huan.

"The second move!" Lin Ye said again in a deep voice.

The flying knife faces the edge, and the flying knife in Li Xun Huan's hand hits the iron sword in Guo Songyang's hand.

"This is the third move!" A strange light suddenly flashed in Lin Ye's eyes, and he spoke slowly.

As soon as the words fell, a sound of gold and iron came when Ah Fei looked into the field and saw the two of them meet and then part.

At this moment, the sword energy subsided, and Guo Songyang's iron sword still raised his chest.

Li Xun Huan's knife was still in his hand, but the edge of the blade had been broken by the iron sword.

The two of them looked at each other with expressionless faces, but they all knew that Li Xun Huan's sword could no longer take action.

Xiao Li's flying knife is like lightning, just like lightning. It is because the blade breaks through the wind, and its momentum is fast, and with internal force, it can make people unable to react.

But since the blade has been broken at this moment, the speed will inevitably decrease. Although there is no big difference between dealing with ordinary masters, for experts like Guo Songyang, such a knife will definitely not hurt people.

Li Xun Huan's hands slowly dropped.

A maple leaf slid down in the sky.

Deadly silence.

Guo Songyang sighed long and slowly inserted his sword into the sheath.

Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes were filled with a sense of silence and he said sadly: "I'm defeated!"

"I thought I would never say this sentence, but now that I have said it, I feel very happy, very happy, very happy!" He said it three times in a row, and then suddenly laughed to the sky.

Amid the desolate laughter, he slowly walked out of the maple forest.

"Excellent, amazing, really amazing..." At this moment, a sudden burst of applause came, which surprised Lin Ye, A Fei and the other two. Someone could come here quietly?

Looking towards the sound source, a girl with big braids came from the forest. She was the granddaughter of the storyteller in Zuixianju that day.

"I have never been a modest person, but I have self-knowledge. The girl is too rewarding." Li Xun replied with a smile.

"She said it right, Li Xun Huan, you are indeed a hero. You have three moves just now, which can kill Guo Songyang, but you have never taken action." Lin Ye said slowly on the side.

"But don't die so easily. Remember you should owe me two knives." Lin Ye said lightly, turning around and walking outside the Fenglin.

The gentle autumn wind blew, bringing down fallen maple leaves, like blood rain, falling from the sky.

"Do you know what his origin?" Sun Xiaohong asked, looking at Lin Ye who was gradually moving away.

"Why do you need to know?" Li Xun asked with a smile.

"I only know that he is my friend, so that's enough." A breeze blew, and he coughed twice. Li Xun Huan raised his head and looked at the treetops. A lonely maple leaf swayed left and right on it, then slowly fell.
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