How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

The sword on the way home is not out of the sheath, but there is awe-inspiring determination through the scabbard.What Xingheying used was just an ordinary iron sword. The sword was not out of its sheath at this time, and it was only three steps ahead of the return journey, ready to go.

When asked about the way back, he nodded slightly: "Very well, I have said that you are too quick-tempered, and you will miss a good opportunity if you draw your sword out of its sheath too early. Xiaoying, you remember it very clearly."

Xingheying smiled slightly, and tilted his head: "I will always remember Master's teaching."

Looking at him on the way back, he suddenly asked: "Xiaoying, do you really like your elder brother?"

The topic suddenly changed, and Xingheying was taken aback, but at this moment, he had already drawn his sword and attacked on the way home—"My teacher told you, don't be distracted when facing the enemy in front of the battle!"

This move was really caught off guard, not to mention the cool and dazzling momentum of drawing the sword, Xingheying was embarrassed even to block the offensive of the way back.He vaguely felt that Wenhuitu's offensive at this time had ulterior motives, but Wengui's actions were too fast for him to have time to think about the so-called countermeasures.Although in a hurry, he was able to barely block the attack of one sword and one sword on the way back, but he was powerless to fight back.What is more fierce than the sword force is the interrogation that is more ruthless than one sentence on the way back:

"As a teacher, I don't know what you said to Qian Shan, but I am not stupid as a teacher. Anyone can say nice things, but can you say it and do it?!"

"I……"

Xingheying was about to retort, but suddenly saw a trace of blood flashing in Wenguitu's eyes.His heart trembled, but he saw that the sword move in Wenguitu's hand suddenly became sharper, turning into a deadly move!

Xingheying has never seen such a sharp-edged appearance like Wenguitu. If a person who always hides his sharpness suddenly shows a sharp side, most people may not be able to bear it.Xingheying's heart shuddered, and another set of skills that was completely different from Lingxu's sword art was revealed without thinking.

Killing decisively, using offense as defense, moves with awe-inspiring killing intent, but concealing the madness in them with a chic and freehand posture.The sword energy splashed all over the ground, causing the snow to fly up and explode, and before it fell, it was raised even higher by the sword on its way back.Blocked by the snow and fog, Xingheying didn't see it clearly. There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and the shining iron sword reflected the snow light and finally attacked——

Feixue sings thirty swords!

On the way back, he picked up the sword to receive the move, the scabbard met the iron sword, there was a clang, but the iron sword broke first.Xinghe Yinglue was surprised, but on the way home he forced his sword to stop.Feixue Kuangsong's Thirty Swords seemed to be restraining the sword path of Wenhuitu, but Xingheying himself knew it all too well - it was clearly the strong internal strength of Wenguitu's moves, which made him unable to breathe at all.Fortunately, his body is brisk, his feet change quickly, and he even supported the situation with the sword.

However, on the way back, he flipped his wrist, and suddenly stabbed with a sword!This is exactly the opposite of Feixue Kuangge's last move in Thirty Swords. Xingheying raised the iron sword in his hand to block the attack on the way back, and then turned the defense into an offensive sword and raised the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword...

But a sharp and crisp sound cut through the silence of the snow valley, and the half-cut sword fell on the snow.Xingheying's sword didn't even leave the slightest trace on the scabbard, but the unsheathed sword in Wengui's hand pointed directly at Xingheying's throat.The broken sword was still in Xingheying's hand, he looked into the eyes that asked about his return, and was nailed in place by the evil spirit in those eyes.

In his impression, the return journey is the same as Jian Qianshan, gentle and plain to the point of almost no characteristics, but the Tibetan front is restrained and the spring breeze turns into rain, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and his gestures are elegant and elegant.He had never seen Jian Qianshan murderous towards people, and likewise, he had never seen Wengui with such a sharp edge.Even at this time, the return journey no longer looks like a sect leader, but just like killing him.

The murderous aura almost struck through the scabbard, and Xingheying called out uncertainly: "Master?"

The evil spirit in his eyes finally faded, and on the way home, Xingheying lowered his hand and put away his sword, only then did Xingheying realize that he was covered in cold sweat.Just about to say two more witty words, there are still two cold lights in the eyes of Wen Wen on the way home:

"You like Qianshan? He likes you too?"

Cold and sharp eyes, as if looking at strangers or even mortal enemies.Xingheying only felt that his back was getting colder, and he couldn't even speak, so he could only nod.But he heard a sneer on the way home, holding the sword and looking at him with mocking eyes:

"Do you know what Qian Shan gave up when he chose you?"

Xingheying suddenly had an absurd idea, and didn't know how to describe it for a while.On the way back, he saw his expression change, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, and that smile was a bit like a clear smile, full of mockery and disdain:

"You entered Jianmen at the age of 13, and I accepted you as my personal disciple at the age of 14. I asked the three of you what your ambitions were that day. I'm afraid you have forgotten what you said at that time."

After asking about the way back, he shook his head and turned around, drew his sword and walked towards the way, but suddenly heard Xingheying who had been silent all this time speak:

"He said..." The wind in the valley messed up Xingheying's hair with snow flakes, and he turned his head to look at the back of the return journey, "He said, his ambition is to pursue the pinnacle of swordsmanship, although he doesn't know what it is What and where, but he wants to find it. He said he wants to reach your level, and then he can protect us all."

Oh, so he remembered.Asking the way back, he sneered, and turned to look at Xingheying: "Then you know? The highest state of Lingxu sword art is forgetting emotion."

Too much forgetfulness, the worst way.Xinghe Yinglue was in a daze, and asked if he had already turned around on the way home, and he didn't know who he was talking to:

"Forget love and be fair. Only when you reach the state of forget love can you unite with sword and man. However, if you have children's love in your heart, how can you comprehend the humble dogs of all living beings;

Xingheying stood in the snow with a broken sword, and the world was still after the snow, but only the words about the way home lingered in his ears:

"He has always made promises. Since he chose you, he will never learn the way of swords again. But now that he has chosen you, how will he pick up the sword in his hand in the future? You are satisfied if you get what you want, but from now on he , how to deal with yourself?"

Xingheying was still thinking deeply, but he didn't see the unstoppable blood welling up in Wenhuitu's eyes.He only heard a muffled sound, and looked back, only the Dao Xin Gui Ya sword was stuck in the snow, but there was no one there.

"Huh...?" Xinghe Yingxin asked where did Master go?But I heard a shout from somewhere in the sky asking about the way home——

"You go back first, bring the sword to Qianshan, there are other important things for the teacher!"

Why don't you even bring a saber...you're in such a hurry?Confused, Xingheying stepped forward and grabbed the hilt of his sword.With such a pull, the sword was pulled out without taking up the scabbard.An unintentional accident made Xingheying see the appearance of Dao Xin Gui Yajian carefully for the first time, and then he was even more astonished.

Dao Xin Gui Ya Sword has no blade.