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Chapter 555
Seeing the look in the young man's eyes, Xu Ming somehow felt familiar yet strange.

But what made him a little puzzled was that the injury in the chest and abdomen of this person was still spreading without treatment.

This move actually had a hint of seeking death, and what made Xu Ming even more incomprehensible was that he stabbed the Tang knife in his hand on the spot, and half of the blade was submerged into the seemingly tough soil. inside.

And his robes, which were stained red with blood, were actually somewhat bloody and poignant at this moment.

The originally feminine expression between his brows seemed to be floating on the tip of his brows at this moment.

"It's fate that you and I can fight to the death here today."

"Come to think of it, your sword is faster than mine today, all of this is a definite number under the cycle of heaven."

"Perhaps as early as a hundred years ago, I should have died by her knife, but luckily, fate made me win in that death fight"

"And then lived here with such a broken body for a hundred years, suffering day and night all the time but couldn't break free."

"Today you set me free, then the sword skills you learned from me will be my return gift."

"Boy, remember my name, Mr. Linglong"

After saying all this, the young man who was called by others as Mr. Linglong laughed three times before turning into ashes in front of Xu Ming and then disappeared.

In front of Xu Ming's eyes, Kong Liu's solitary Tang saber seemed to prove everything that his master had been here.

"Young Master Linglong."

Xu Ming chewed these four words carefully, although the name made people subconsciously think that this person must be an embroidered pillow.

However, Xu Ming, who had fought with him and fought to the death, realized deeply that the sharpness of the Tang sword in this man's hand was far beyond his imagination.

If it wasn't here, this person's cultivation would be at least at the late stage of Dongxu.

I'm afraid there is only one step away from the period of crossing the catastrophe. Xu Ming looked at the lonely Tang knife in front of him, and felt uncomfortable for a while.

You know, people who can cultivate to the stage of crossing the catastrophe have no friends or relatives around them.

Enlightenment depends on talent, but cultivation depends on the indomitable and even selfish heart.

As the saying goes, a person who has achieved great success and can reach the stage of crossing the catastrophe is undoubtedly not a person with a ruthless heart.

There are indeed only a handful of people who value friendship and seem to be trapped by love like Mr. Linglong.

The driving force behind Xu Ming's cultivation at the beginning was to let his own earth be in their own hands again, but in the blink of an eye, the experience in the ten thousand worlds and nine states, and the battlefield outside the territory, not only improved his cultivation, but also improved his vision and state of mind. There have been huge changes.

He has transformed from a person who was inexperienced in worldly affairs on earth, even a bit mediocre, to a cultivator whose life span is no longer measured in decades.

Such a change is subtly changing his heart.

Similarly, with the comprehension of Dao of the Sword, a cold and ruthless aura was more or less tainted in his bones.

But after seeing this young master Linglong, Xu Ming seemed to be more determined in his mind to practice Taoism.

That is to protect the people you want to protect. Although it sounds a bit tacky, this is the truest portrayal of Xu Ming's heart.

He naturally didn't want to be haunted and tortured by the regrets of a hundred years ago like this young master Linglong.

After taking a deep breath, Xu Ming quietly stepped forward and gently pulled out the Tang knife inserted into the ground, and then bowed respectfully in the direction where Master Linglong disappeared.

Xu Ming originally wanted to keep this Tang saber in his Fangcun ring, but with a thought, he discovered that the connection between himself and Fangcun ring had also been cut off by an invisible force.

All of this was naturally done by the old man behind his back, so Xu Ming no longer insisted on this, but put the Tang saber on the ground respectfully, and immediately walked forward.

But this time, what appeared in front of Xu Ming's eyes was not the murderous men like Daoist Shitou and Young Master Linglong who would involuntarily fight with knives as soon as they came up, but a pavilion suddenly appeared in Xu Ming's sight.

Inside the gazebo, a woman in a plain robe was plucking the strings in front of her with extremely slender fingers.

Beside the seemingly simple guqin, a small incense burner is quietly emitting green smoke.

As Xu Ming's footsteps approached, the originally melodious piano sound suddenly became a little hurried.

The obvious fluctuation in the air is like a sharp blade, which makes people a little hard to guard against.

In Xu Ming's eyes, this seemingly familiar scene, compared with the movie plot in his memory, undoubtedly the scene in front of him is more dangerous.

The sound of the piano in his ears stopped abruptly when Xu Ming was only about three people away.

All the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear with the abrupt end of the piano sound.

This kind of absolute silence made Xu Ming keenly feel a trace of uneasiness.

It's so quiet that I can't even hear my own heartbeat and breathing.
"No, there is definitely something weird in it!!"

However, everything that was like lightning and flint made Xu Ming, who had reacted, know the true meaning of it too late.

I saw that the woman's hands that had stopped originally moved again at this moment.

But this time, after Xu Ming lost his hearing, he could see with his own eyes that the force of the vibrations to remove the strings was definitely not small.

It's just that Xu Ming, who was deprived of his sense of hearing at this moment, seemed a little at a loss when facing this knife that seemed to be caught only by his sense of hearing.

But his sense of being different from ordinary people still allowed him to successfully avoid the invisible blade attacking his neck.

This scene made the eyes of the woman in the cold tent of the gazebo shrink suddenly.

But even so, he still didn't stop what he was doing.

On the contrary, the speed of plucking the strings is even faster.

This invisible sword light, which was very similar to that of the Wuhen Sword Palace, also left traces on Xu Ming's robe in just a moment.

But strangely, he didn't cut the flesh. Seeing this, Xu Ming had a self-deprecating smile on his face, and immediately said to himself.

"It turned out to be underestimated."

Although it was suddenly deprived of hearing before, it was a little uncomfortable.

But now that pair of hawk-like moves are still there, how could Xu Ming have no reason not to attack but only to be beaten.

No matter what, as long as the guqin in the woman's hand is destroyed, then the invisible blade will naturally be destroyed.

As soon as he thought of this, he borrowed the movement technique he had learned from Mr. Linglong earlier, and with his extremely strange movement technique, he shortened the distance between him and the woman playing the piano in an instant.

He handed out the stone knife in his hand without hesitation, aiming at the guqin in the woman's hand.

But at the moment when the knife light came on, Xu Ming's complexion changed suddenly.

He who made the move at this moment was actually at a disadvantage in an instant!

(End of this chapter)