The sword and the ring confront each other again.

Every battle between weapons is accompanied by a splash of blood.

Every extreme meeting was accompanied by a biting pain.

On the other side, Li Xun and Huan came to Long Xiaoyun's side.

"The debt has been paid for blood..." His eyes widened. After saying this, Long Xiaoyun took out a square wrapped in a shabby shirt from his arms, and then his hands hung down weakly.

With his eyes wide open, Li Xun Huan's hands trembled because he knew what it was.

A Fei's clothes and the treasure trove of flowers kept by Lin Shiyin.

Did Long Xiaoyun come to tell himself that everything is safe and they are still safe?

Those people from the Money Gang had not strong martial arts skills, and Long Xiaoyun’s martial arts skills were not weak either, but why did he die at their hands?

Is it because he traveled day and night that caused his physical strength to be exhausted, or is he already retaliated for his desperation?

Li Xun Huan didn't know and didn't want to guess.

"I have always been my elder brother, and I have always regarded you as the Long Xiaoyun of the past. Do you know that I have never resented you?"

Tears dripped from his eyes, Li Xun Huan looked at Long Xiaoyun with wide eyes, slowly smoothed his eyes, and stood up.

His eyes were like a knife, staring at Shangguan Jinhong tightly.

Suddenly another knife appeared in his hand, a Xiao Li flying knife.

Although the murderous aura is exhausted, the murderous intent appears again.

Suddenly, Lin Ye's expression of following Shangguan Jinhong changed.

Because they discovered that the knife in Li Xun Huan's hand had also changed.

It's as dazzling as the stars in the night.

"Bang!" After another weapon collision, Lin Ye's right hand was covered in blood and his face turned pale.

Li Xun Huan held a knife in his right hand and looked at Shangguan Jinhong coldly.

Lin Ye and Shangguan Jinhong's figures intertwined again.

At this moment, the flying knife in Li Xun Huan's hand disappeared.

No one can describe this knife, which is extremely shocking and magnificent.

Are shooting stars beautiful? Are shooting stars magnificent?

When the night is in the dark, the light emitted by the shooting stars break through the darkness is enough to make people feel moved and excited.

But even the meteor is not as gorgeous as Li Xun. Huan's sword.

The light of the meteor is only a moment, but the light of this sword is eternal.

An ordinary flying knife, but a magical flying knife.

This is the real Li flying knife.

It contains a true spirit and a flying knife.

It is precisely because of this idea that the myth of Xiao Li flying sword being perfectly produced.

It was not until this moment that Lin Ye understood the vague thing in his heart.

What your own swordsmanship lacks is a kind of spirit.

Perseverance, persistence, paranoia, fanaticism, solemnity, nature, death.

What is the real kendo?

Indifference is not true indifference, but in sentiment towards the sword, which is a sentiment that has almost become extremely paranoid.

At this moment, the door of heaven and earth opened in front of Lin Ye.

The sword in Lin Ye's hand suddenly began to shake strangely. With the vibration of the sword, the lake surface of Jiaxing South Lake also began to stir up waves.

The sky and the earth are thriving, the lake is churning, and the sun shines, the sword in Lin Ye’s hand is as dazzling as the sun.

Everyone subconsciously narrowed their eyes, but then they quickly opened their eyes wide.

But it's all over.

The sword had pierced Shangguan Jinhong's heart, and the knife had cut through Shangguan Jinhong's throat.

The body fell down and blood splattered.

Lin Ye’s face couldn’t tell whether it was joy or sadness.

Should I be happy?

A major disaster in the martial arts world, Shangguan Jinhong was eradicated.

But what does this have to do with yourself?

All I want is to break through my own swordsmanship in extreme battles.

And now half of the things I want to understand are revealed.

It's like an apple half-skinned.

"You should still remember that you owe me two favors." Lin Ye slowly raised his head and looked at Li Xun Huan, who had a faint sadness on his face.

"Natural." Li Xun Huan nodded slightly.

"I will come back to find you to return it." Lin Ye glanced at Li Xun Huan, then strode away, still holding the three-foot green breeze in his right hand, and blood was still dripping.

The proud figure in the sun slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Li Xun Huan stood there, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow. Looking at Shangguan Jinhong's corpse, Li Xun Huan suddenly realized that this could be regarded as a generation of heroes Shangguan Jinhong died. In fact, it was not much different from the people he killed. His eyes were also full of incredible, also full of panic, and fear.

Then Li Xun Huan turned around and picked up Long Xiaoyun's body, jumped and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

People in the world only know that Li Xiao’s flying knife is perfect.

But I didn't know that Li Xun and Huan also had superb light skills.

Therefore, Li Xun, Huan and the others could no longer find Li Xun, Huan.

Everyone's faces were filled with shock, and no one could describe how wonderful this battle was.

This is not only a peak showdown, but also a showdown against the Jianghu pattern.

Half a year later.

Half a year passed by, and the whole world seemed to be in peace again.

Xingyun Village in Baoding City is no longer dilapidated, but has become Liyuan again. Just like eleven years ago, snowflakes fell in the sky, and the leaves of forest came to Liyuankou, stopped, then took a deep look, turned around and walked towards the west of the city.

The Shen Family Ancestral Hall, unlike the Li Yuan, is still extremely dilapidated. The broken plaque and the snow-covered boy in front of the door are no longer there.

After stopping for a moment, Lin Ye continued to walk forward.

Snowflakes kept falling, but no snowflake could enter within an inch of the forest leaves.

Following the path outside the city, Linye walked towards the maple forest outside the city.

The current season is invisible to see the fiery red maple leaves.

All the silvery white ice and snow caught my eye.

"You are here." A man stood in front of the grave in the maple forest, wearing a fox fur coat.

Turning around slowly, Li Xun Huan looked at Lin Ye and smiled.

"Now I think I can already ask for your knife." Lin Ye said with a smile on his face.

"Now, there is probably no one in the world who is your opponent." Looking at Lin Ye, Li Xun Huan's eyes were full of surprise, and then sighed and said.

"I don't know." Lin Ye nodded when he heard Li Xun and Huan's words, then shook his head and said.

In the past six months, Lin Ye traveled all over the world, and although he held the sword, he never drew a sword once.

In the cold and heat, the weather is cold and hot, the rainy and sunny days, Lin Ye did not deliberately practice, but just walked like this.

Just like an ascetic, Lin Ye knew very well that his internal strength was constantly increasing every day, and his swordsmanship was being washed every day.

Now Lin Ye has reached a peak and can no longer improve.

More importantly, Lin Ye once again felt the feeling before ascending to the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

If Lin Ye had thought it was right, it was very likely that he would ascend to this world again this time.

The only thing that made Lin Ye regretful was that the third young master's sword was still there in his mind.

Yes, the man is no longer there, but the sword is still there.

The afterimage of the third young master in his mind has completely disappeared.

All that was left was a sword, an illusory sword that looked like it would disappear at any time.
Chapter completed!