There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 647
The snow fell silently outside the window.

Inside the window, Bai Qian was adding neatly cut charcoal to the stove with tongs.

The flames licked the charcoal and gradually dyed it red, the flames became hotter, and the room became warmer.

"The dean seems to value that young man very much?" Someone stood aside and asked.

"They symbolize the future of the rivers and lakes, while we are just some old and sick trees." Bai Qian said plainly while adding charcoal.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, Wan Muchun in front of the diseased tree.

Most people think that they will be Qianfan from the past and Wanmu from spring.

But no matter what kind of boat and wood it is, it will eventually turn into a sick tree and a sinking boat.

Saying this, Bai Qian looked up at the person who spoke just now: "Mr. Zhou, is there any news about that child?"

The man called Mr. Zhou was wearing a black cloak, tall and serious.

He was a little surprised when he heard Bai Qian asking that person: "Why does the dean always care so much about that traitor?"

Bai Qian shook her head: "I'm just a little uneasy."

"That day he lost his awe-inspiring spirit. It can be said that the road to martial arts in this life has been broken." Mr. Zhou said calmly: "Even if he wants to do something again, I'm afraid it will be impossible to do so."

Bai Qian coughed lightly: "I don't think so."

"Pingye has a tenacious heart. If he can survive this test, the future fortune may be limitless."

Before Bai Qian finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

One after another, crisp and evenly spaced knocks on the door.

"Who is it?" Mr. Zhou couldn't help asking.

"Hearing the two teachers talking about me, I couldn't help but want to meet the two teachers for a while." A weak and elegant voice came from outside the door.

Mr. Zhou showed an unbelievably surprised expression, while Bai Qian sighed: "Then since you're here, let's see you."

"Thank you teacher for your permission." The other party said this, and at the same time pushed the door and walked in.

The wind and snow outside the door walked in with his people, and Bai Qian couldn't help coughing again.

Liu Pingye was dressed in white, but his figure was extremely haggard. He looked at Bai Qian who was sitting by the fire, and said softly, "Teacher has lost weight."

But it seems that Liu Pingye has become thinner.

When we first met in the forest, he could be regarded as a handsome and miserable scholar, but now, with his sunken cheeks and disheveled face, he looks like a poor man who is about to die of hunger.

There is still the feeling of the old Mr. Bailu Academy.

"What happened?" Bai Qian looked at Liu Pingye and couldn't help asking.

"Ruqing is dead." Liu Pingye said briefly.

At the beginning, he did not hesitate to betray Bailu Academy for the sake of that woman, and later, in order to save her and win the relic, he even tried to participate in the prevention and killing of Kong Wu.

But in the end it all came to naught.

The woman eventually died.

He was left alone in this world.

"Death is the most important thing." Bai Qian sighed and said, "Since Miss Ruqing is dead, we will not pursue the past."

"I don't need the teacher to pursue and sympathize with my matter." Liu Pingye looked at Bai Qian and said.

"Including you, of course." Liu Pingye looked up at Mr. Zhou who had been silent.

"Master Supervisor."

"This is probably what you want to see."

"A disciple from a famous family with a bright future ended up ruined because of a woman, but in the end he couldn't even save that woman's life, so he could only return here like a bereaved dog."

Liu Pingye's voice was low with a little pain.

But deep in the pain, there is extreme peace.

"Should I kneel down and beg the forgiveness of the two teachers now, after all, it's not too late for the prodigal son to turn around."

"I can still occupy a place in Bailu Academy, continue to study knowledge, practice swordsmanship, help the world and help the people, and act chivalrously."

"It's as if nothing ever happened."

Bai Qian looked at the painful middle-aged man in front of her, and listened to the heavy and cold words that came out of his mouth.

In the end, he let out a long sigh: "Pingye, after all, you are still in the path of the devil."

"Really?" Liu Pingye raised his head and asked softly.

"Then what is the magic way? Teacher?"

"Is it a demon to do things that most people don't recognize?"

"Even if I didn't hurt anyone?"

"I just fell in love with someone I shouldn't like. Is it a demon?"

"When a person stubbornly believes that he is not wrong, he has already entered the path of the devil." Bai Qian looked at Liu Pingye and explained gently.

"It's hard to tell right from wrong in this world. No one can be sure that they are doing the right thing."

"But if someone insists that he has done nothing wrong, even if there is still room for redemption, he will still go to the end without looking back."

"That's right." Liu Pingye nodded with a wry smile.

"So I went ahead and did what I thought was right."

Liu Pingye came to Bailu Academy.

Bai Qian quietly looked at the haggard student in front of her, sighed slightly, and finally took a step forward.

Liu Pingye took a step back subconsciously.

Bai Qian continued to move forward. He was wearing a thin white shirt, his beard and hair were white, and his face was covered with wrinkles. After all, this old man who used to be the fourth in the world, but is now the eighth in the world, is really old.

But now facing this student, his performance seemed a little agitated.

In the end, Bai Qian put his hand on Liu Pingye's shoulder, and he grabbed it with some force, looking at the disciple in front of him: "You don't do anything now, and you still have a chance to come back."

Liu Pingye closed his eyes and shook his head with some difficulty: "Teacher."

"Some things, after the first step, there will be a second step."

Saying this, he curled his right hand slightly, and then pushed out his palm towards the teacher who had already grasped his shoulder.

Depressed ecstasy palm.

Dying.

At such a close distance, there is no time to dodge.

In fact, Bai Qian didn't dodge at all.

Liu Pingye hit Bai Qian in the abdomen with one palm, and the old man flew backwards in an instant. Mr. Zhou flew to catch Bai Qian, and glared at Liu Pingye who made the sudden attack: "You evil beast, you who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors!" Things, you can really do it!"

This is the Palm of Despondency and Ecstasy. The previous Kongwu was defeated by Liu Pingye's palm.

Of course, in terms of martial arts level, Bai Qian might be higher than Kong Wu.

But in terms of physical strength and physical defense, Kong Wu can be said to be the man standing at the top of the world.

And Bai Qian is just a withered old man.

Liu Pingye stood where he was, looking at Mr. Zhou spitting out pale blood in his arms, with a pained expression on his face: "Why didn't you hide!"

Yes, with Bai Qian's strength, he has a chance to escape.

Not to mention that Liu Pingye did not hide his murderous intent and malice at all.

It wasn't even a sneak attack, at most it was a sudden attack.

Bai Qian vomited blood in Mr. Zhou's arms, and the blood stained his white beard red. He looked at the student in white in front of him, and said softly, "So, you hate me, right?"

Liu Pingye nodded slowly with some difficulty.

"I actually hope that the teacher can kill me here."

"Otherwise I will definitely kill more people."

"Don't talk to him anymore, he's already possessed by a demon." Mr. Zhou said loudly: "We should immediately gather all the students in the school and kill this demon immediately!"

"Yeah, I almost forgot, I'm already possessed." Liu Pingye said so, and then his arms were back, holding the hilt of the sword.

Take it out easily.

What he pulled out was a pure black long sword.

The name of the sword is to eliminate demons.

"Get out of the way!" In Mr. Zhou's arms, Bai Qian struggled to stand up and pushed Mr. Zhou away.

Mr. Zhou looked at the old man standing up again in disbelief: "Dean, your injury is so serious..."

"It's just a small injury." Bai Qian said calmly.

"It's really interesting, is the teacher finally willing to compete with me?" Liu Pingye laughed out loud.

He looked up at the zenith.

This is the guest house of Bailu Academy.

"I can't see the sky, teacher."

"Did you say so?"

Saying this, he clenched his hands to remove the demon, and drew a line towards the sky.

Sword Qi.

In an instant, the entire roof was sliced ​​open by his sword, and the snow-falling sky appeared in front of everyone. The wind blew and the snowflakes fell. The stove that originally burned the entire room with warmth turned into a fragile candle at this moment. fire.

The air that burns in vain without warming it.

"Good sword." Bai Qian pressed her chest and coughed, looked at Liu Pingye and said, "I never thought that even so, your swordsmanship could still improve so much."

Even stronger than the original invisible sword.

"Teacher, you will have more surprises." Liu Pingye said lightly: "I have always hoped that I could walk ahead of the teacher in the way of swordsmanship, but the more I practice swords, the more I feel that the gap between me and you is getting bigger."

"There was even a time when I was desperate."

"Until, some time ago, I finally saw the real way of the sword."

Bai Qian looked at Liu Pingye without saying a word, but just drew his sword from his waist.

Snow-white and slender, the sword name is Hanguang.

Seeing that the two of them were on the verge of a decisive battle, Mr. Zhou felt extremely anxious.

Although he himself is good at martial arts, no matter how good he is, he can't compare with Bai Qian. Even Liu Pingye, who came to Bailu Academy suddenly at this time, the martial arts revealed at this moment far surpassed his own strength.

This is not a battle he can rashly intervene in.

With a sudden leap, he came to the sky above the already damaged guest house.

In fact, it was early morning at this time, and many students were still asleep.

How could they have imagined that after nightfall, Bailu Academy would usher in such a big battle.

On the other side, Bai Qian has already drawn his sword.

It is still the spring river with flowers and moonlit night, and it is still the spring river tide and sea level.

Even though Bai Qian was seriously injured at this time, holding the sword in his hand and swinging it out, he was still the top swordsmanship in the world.

I saw the snow-bright waves forming a line, heading towards Liu Pingye in front of him.

"Chunjiang Huayue Sword." Liu Pingye laughed loudly: "I, Liu, have such a virtue that I can make Teacher use this sword to meet the enemy."

Saying so, he held the sword in his hand and stabbed straight forward.

Depressed Ecstasy Sword.

Heartbreaking.

It was a straight black sword light, connected in a line. After Liu Pingye drew the sword, he still moved forward, facing the wave of light and stabbing straight.

At this moment, Liu Pingye's sword tore apart the continuous sea tide, but immediately, a second sword was in front of him.

The bright moon on the sea coexists with the tide.

The reason why it is said that Bai Qian's swords are used one move, one move, one sword after another, is because each sword corresponds to each other's artistic conception.

At this time, the Lianhai sword had just been broken, and the Yuesheng sword had already followed. The snow-white moonlight that surrounded Liu Pingye came straight towards Liu Pingye. Liu Pingye's face was illuminated by the sword and turned white.

But there was no trace of fear on his face.

Only vague excitement.

"It's a good trick that the moon rises with the tide." He laughed loudly, raised the demon sword in his hand high, and the sword fell lightly.

"Shadow alone injury."

Where there is a moon, there is a shadow, otherwise how can the shadow become three people.

Facing this moon-like sword at this moment, he had no choice but to break it with his shadow.

The pitch-black sword energy wrapped the demon-killing sword in his hand, facing this round of bright moon, Liu Pingye cut the moon and came out.

The full moon-like sword light was split into two halves immediately, and immediately, Liu Pingye took another step forward.

However, Bai Qian's third sword had also arrived at the same time.

Glittering with the waves thousands of miles.

What Liu Pingye was facing was the thousands of pieces of moonlight shining on the sea after the birth of the moon.

The moonlight is the sword light.

At this time, the sword light is tens of thousands of miles away.

With a solemn expression, Bai Qian waved the cold light sword up and down, and thousands of sword lights rushed towards Liu Pingye from the blade like floating lights.

This is the Spring River Flower Moon Sword, every sword has a perfect artistic conception and perfect sword technique.

It is the number one sword in the world recognized by everyone in the rivers and lakes.

Holding the sword in his hand, Liu Pingye felt a little confused for a moment.

Yes, this is the swordsmanship that he tried to pursue all his life, but never achieved.

So perfect, so smooth, so powerful swordplay.

"As expected of a teacher." Liu Pingye exclaimed loudly, "But if I can defeat this kind of swordsmanship, I'm afraid I will be able to surpass you today, teacher."

"This is my glory, isn't it the teacher's glory?"

While shouting like this, Liu Pingye pushed his left hand forward while defending himself with his sword horizontally.

It's the palm of dejection and ecstasy again.

Its name is drunk life dream death.

At this moment, not only Bai Qian's swordsmanship is superb, but Liu Pingye's appearance this time also seems to have undergone a radical change. Not only is his internal strength far better than before, but even his moves are exquisite, beyond everyone's imagination.

He turned his palm forward, and at that moment, the wind from his palm pushed out and clashed with the sword energy, and the two deviated from each other. At the same time, the sword energy of the fish that slipped through the net was also blocked by Liu Pingye's horizontal sword.

When it is slow, it is fast.

In fact, only for a moment.

After Liu Pingye blocked Lianyan from following the waves for thousands of miles, he didn't hesitate at all.

Still swinging the sword forward.

He came this time only to kill his master.

And Bai Qian looked at the disciple in front of him and sighed.

"Then, the fourth sword."

"Where is the spring river without moonlight?"

In the shattered sword light, Bai Qian finally held the sword and stepped forward. It was no longer the sword energy, but he stabbed with the sword himself.

Touched the edge of Liu Pingye's demon sword.

At that moment, the flame rose in the night.

(End of this chapter)