There are not many people who can make Han Wen and Ximen Chuxue feel troublesome. Coincidentally, Lu Xiaofeng is one of them, and perhaps the only one, but Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows doesn't look good now.

It is hard to imagine that he, a man who usually pays attention to appearance, has now become like this, dressed in rags, with a haggard face, and a messy hair. He has blood on his body that has not yet dried up. If it weren't for his four eyebrows, he would have thought he was the most generation of disciples of the Beggars' Sect!

He didn't come alone, at least there was a carriage behind him, a very luxurious carriage. The feet of four horses ensured that the carriage could always keep up with Lu Xiaofeng's footsteps, from the coast to here, hundreds of miles.

Lu Xiaofeng came to this mountain and didn't even want to say hello. She leaned under a large bluestone and panted. After a long time, she laughed, laughing very brightly: "It seems! I'll be faster! I think I can survive!"

This guy is extremely unrestrained, but not everyone can force him to be like this. At least in Ximen Chuxue's impression, Lu Xiaofeng has been in the world for more than ten years, but only once was chased by Han Wen two months ago and almost died. Apart from this, I have never heard of it.

"If you think you are saved! You are wrong!" Ximen Chuxue stared at Lu Xiaofeng coldly and said, "Today! It is the big day in my life! It is also the happiest day in the past few nearly thirty years. Whoever makes me unhappy will kill anyone!"

This is how Ximen Chuxue is. He can even travel thousands of miles for someone he doesn't recognize, even for someone he has never seen before. He is busy with incense and bathe, fast for three or five days, and kill a killer who has never been defeated for this person he doesn't know.

Because he was willing to do this, because he was happy that whether it was success or failure, victory or loss, life or death. He didn't care at all.

What if he is unhappy or unwilling to do it? Then there is no way. Even if you find all his friends and queue up at his door, he seems to have not even seen a shadow of a person.

Even for Lu Xiaofeng, it is the same. If he is unhappy and unwilling, even if someone assassinates Lu Xiaofeng in front of him, he will not see it. What Ximen Chuxue can see is his sword.

Lu Xiaofeng could only smile bitterly for a long time. He looked at Han Wen, who was standing aside calmly and said, "Brother Han! You have caused me so much trouble! Do you know that I almost died more times in the past half month than in my previous twenty years!"

Han Wen smiled silently and said, "Then what have you learned? Do you understand why I left you there and ignore it?"

Lu Xiaofeng was speechless. He found that the two people he feared most in his life were not just their martial arts!

He didn't say anything, but Han Wen continued, "You have too many other things to do! You must make you have a little memory! Besides, the reserve fund of 35 million taels of gold is on that island. I'm also considering helping you. As for whether you can find it, it's all my business!"

"It's your business, it's my business. Suddenly I feel... it's so busy!" Lu Xiaofeng smiled badly. Unfortunately, the two of them around him had no intention of listening to his cold jokes, which made him extremely embarrassed and he touched his nose and kept silent.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain, and there were two people getting off the car. The man was handsome and the woman was charming and beautiful. They didn't expect that there would be two more people on the mountain. They were a little surprised, or... a little afraid!

"He is a master!" Ximen Chuxue said slowly, his voice as cold as ever.

"He is also a master!" Han Wen said slowly. Ximen Chuxue was talking about Gong Jiu, while Han Wen was talking about Lu Xiaofeng.

When the two peerless swordsmen fight, they must have poured all their energy into the sword. If there is still a top master standing next to them, whether it takes action or not, it will be a huge pressure on the enemy side. Even they have to consider this issue.

Lu Xiaofeng's face twitched, spread her hands, and said scoundrelly: "I can't do anything! If you can kill the one at the foot of the mountain, I will leave immediately. It's good that you can hang me up. Whoever wins will let me go... It's death if you don't quit, and it's death if you don't. You can do it!"

He was really scared by Gong Jiuzhui. Even though he had improved a lot of martial arts now, he was still no match for the monster. You must know that Huo Tianqing left him a treasure from the "Tianqin Gate"! "Feng Wu Jiutian"! The name of that move was "Feng Wu Jiutian!"

On that day, he took Shaman to break through and resigned Gong Jiu with this move, thus escaping from birth. He settled down on Shaman, but he was chased by Gong Jiu like a dog and fled in a panic. He had always heard that Ximen Chuxue thought he was dead under Han Wen and was ready to duel with Han Wen, so he came - maybe he wanted to stop it?

But...it seems now that he is completely an old peacock spreading his tail and is self-indulgent!

Ximen Chuxue did not duel with Korean for him. Ximen Chuxue had never even cared about his life or death. What he cares about now is whether the sword in his hand can surpass Korean!

This is a battle they had already agreed on! This is also destined to be an extraordinary battle!

In this battle between swords and swords, his original intention will not be changed because of anyone, and his purpose will not be changed because of anyone. Similarly, his results do not need to be changed for anyone!

Lu Xiaofeng knew what Ximen Chuxue thought, so she didn't mention why she was "dead" by others. But her own people appeared here alive. He just wanted to find the safest place to avoid this life from being confused.

Gong Jiu looked up at the foot of the mountain. He knew that he would not go up, and Han Wen and Ximen Chuxue would come down. They would not let anyone destroy the duel between them, and would even clear the scene and kill people for this fair battle!

He came up and stood between Ximen Chuxue and Han Wen. He looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said, "Why don't you run away?"

His voice sounds good, his people look good, and these are undeniable facts.

Lu Xiaofeng grinned and said, "I can't run anymore! This is the truth! Now, I have discovered that I may really not be in charge of these nosy things... I can't help but walk by the river forever! Some things I can't afford to care about!"

"Oh? From what you mean, you seem to know what you know?";

Gong Jiu looked at Lu Xiaofeng with interest, and his eyes were also looking back and forth on Ximen Chuxue and Han Wen. It was obvious that Ximen Chuxue could attract his attention more.

"Crown Prince Taiping..." Lu Xiaofeng just slowly said these five words, then stared at Gong Jiu and said, "Why do you do this? Okay! To change the question, did you do the preparation money in the northwest?"

"Lu Xiaofeng! You should shut up! Get out of here!" Han Wen looked at Lu Xiaofeng gloomyly. The murderous intent on his body became heavier and he stared at Gong Jiu with a pair of cold eyes and said, "Are you doing it yourself, or should I do it?"

"Are you very confident?" Gong Jiu frowned slightly. When he was normal, he was indeed the "killer's nest". The king on the unknown island was born with a domineering aura, but it was only a normal time.

Han Wen did not answer the conversation, but Ximen Chuxue spoke. He looked at his sword and said, "Ximen Chuxue is the most confident person!"

Before he finished speaking, his murderous aura also filled the entire mountain. Suddenly, the wind blew, and the leaves rustled, and the two murderous auras that soared into the sky collided with each other, and the three people sandwiched in the middle shivered, especially Gong Jiu!

He is abnormal again!

Han Wen took action, and his left hand turned into a golden Vajra hand, slamming the neck of this abnormal man, and then threw it to the foot of the mountain like garbage. His expression was unconcealed disgust, very disgusted.

"Why kill him?" Ximen Chuxue asked. His already pale face looked even paler because he witnessed... an incomprehensible scene with his own eyes.

——The man who was killed by Han Wen actually took off his clothes, stabbed himself with a needle, and asked the woman who came with him to hit him and whip him hard.

"I'm afraid you will vomit!" Han Wen said in a deep voice.

Ximen Chuxue admitted that his stomach was indeed churning, and he felt like he wanted to vomit. To put it bluntly... Ximen Chuxue has a high degree of cleanliness and he can't see such dirty and disgusting things. If he continues to watch, he is afraid he doesn't have to fight with Korean. He has lost his combat power because of vomiting!

"We can continue!" Han Wen said lightly, and at the same time, this sentence also warned some people who should not be there to leave.

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a long time, and silently left the place with the already stupid beef soup. The carriage at the foot of the mountain was gone all the way, and he wanted to stay, but unfortunately, it was not allowed! What can you do?

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At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.

Ximen Chuxue's clothes were windless and fluttered, but he still had no expression on his face. He slowly raised the sword in his hand and said coldly: "This sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The sword edge is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven kilograms and thirteen taels."

Han Wen nodded and said, "Good sword!"

Ximen Chuxue said proudly: "It's indeed a good sword!"

Han Wen's sleeve trembled, and a sword fell into his hand. It was the "Baiyun Sword" left to him by Ye Gucheng. He raised the sword in his hand and said, "This sword is an overseas cold sword elite. It has a hair cut off its hair. The sword edge is three feet three, and the net weight is six kilograms and four liang!"

Ximen Chuxue said: "Good sword!"

Han Wen smiled and said, "It's a good sword!"

The two looked at each other, and Ximen Chuxue suddenly said: "The sharp sword is a weapon. I was a young man practicing sword. I have been waiting to die under the sword for thirty years. "

Korean is listening.

Ximen Chuxue glanced at the sword in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips, and then continued: "So, in this battle today, you and I don't have to show mercy under the sword. Isn't it a pity that those who learn swords can die under the sword of a master?"

"Okay!" Han Wen nodded, stretched out her left hand, lifted it in the air, and said, "Please!"

Ximen Chuxue also said: "Please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "clang" sound. In the air, a lightning flashed, the sword light was like a long rainbow, and Ximen Chuxue had a sword in his hand. When his wrist moved, a light suddenly radiated. The sword light was like a waterfall, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. Only a sharp light flashed in the air, piercing the air!

The cold sword light shot out, and the sharp sword energy of Xiaosha was covered with layers! The sword light was even more amazing than the sword energy. No one could describe the thrillingness of this sword light breaking through the air, and there was no language in the world that could describe its charm.

It was both a rush and a wave of rage. It was more like a bolt of lightning, an aurora that cut through the dark night.

The sword light flashed, transcending the distance between time and space. Suddenly, it stabbed Han Wen in front of him, and there seemed to be no time barrier.

The sword comes out and has arrived!

Han Wen felt an extremely sharp sword energy piercing. Although there was only one sword, the sword energy was covered by the sword energy when the sword light arrived. Coldness rushed to his face! He couldn't help but exclaim: "Good sword! What a good sword!"

It is such a great sword with a peerless sharpness! Fast! Accurate! Ruthless! This sword is almost perfect in terms of speed and strength! Ximen Chuxue is really a natural swordsman! This makes Han Wen admire him!

Han Wen practiced this fast sword at the beginning. Even today, his sword technique took the path of "invincible, fast and not breaking". But when he faced Ximen Chuxue's sword, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This sword technique was as fast as a lightning bolt. In an instant, it had broken through the air and was almost at its peak, as if it was a light lit in the night. As soon as it ignited, the light had already cut through the darkness! It was really amazing!

Since he started to explore the world, Han Wen has fought with many swordsmen who are known for their sword speed. He has seen many masters of swordsmen. These people have already had great swordsmanship. But there are really not many people who are really comparable to Ximen Chuxue!

Among those people, Ye Gucheng is the first to be the man who made Han Wen feel dead, and he is also the person he admires the most from the bottom of his heart. His sword is clear and lofty, just like the white clouds in the sky, ethereal and impermanent!

That was a trace of fairy spirit!

In addition to Ximen Chuxue, what is mentioned is the wind that reaches the realm of heaven and man! His sword is sometimes like a storm, sometimes like a continuous spring breeze. The wind is originally invisible and it is difficult to hide its shape.

It was a breeze.

Ximen Chuxue's sword technique is pure and clean, just like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, without any impurities, all the changes are transformed into one word - fast!

The storm and the speed of lightning and thunder! The sharp sword momentum and the rapid speed of the sword are only seen by Han Wen in his life. The sharp sword energy pierced through the air, and the sharp roar suddenly triggered the air, and there was a faint sound of thunder and slight sound.

When one sword hit, it had such amazing power. This magical sword technique has never been seen by ordinary martial arts, but I am afraid that I would never even dare to think about it! This sword has exceeded the power of Ye Gucheng's sword force!

Just as the sword light was shrouded and the sword force attacked, Han Wen finally moved. He took the retreat as he advanced, and his toes gently tapped the ground, and his body suddenly floated backward. At the same time, he had a backhand blow, and with a clang, the Baiyun Sword was pulled out!

He looked a little clumsy, and his sword was not fast. He pierced out lightly, without any change. But the change suddenly came, as natural as flowing water.

This sword in his hand was like the axe in Lu Ban's hand and the pen in Xizhi's hand, not only had life, but also had spiritual energy.

He said lightly, swinging the dust and wishing, and in an instant he had already stabbed eighteen swords. The sword technique was originally light and flowing, just like a river, but after the eighteen swords were stabbed out, the wind suddenly blew from the woods on the top of the mountain, the leaves rustled, and there seemed to be murderous aura in the world.

When the eighteenth sword was stabbed out, all the changes seemed to have been exhausted, and it was like the flowing water had reached its end. His sword was also slow, very slowly.

Although it is slow, it is still changing. Suddenly, a sword is swung out, without any limits and incompetence. However, this sword is like Wu Daozi's eyes drawn by dragons. Although it is empty, it is the hub of all transformations.

Then he stabbed his nineteenth sword.

The sword energy traverses 30,000 miles, and the sword light shines on the nineteen states!

Two sword auras that soared into the sky were like two giant dragons fighting each other within a radius of only ten feet, and they took action almost at the same time.

No one could see their sword drawing, and their sword suddenly shot out like lightning.

At this moment, their weight seemed to have completely disappeared, becoming freely flowing in the air like wind. Because they had completely entered the state of selflessness, their spirits had surpassed everything and controlled everything.
To be continued...