Daoist is robbing darts again today [Sword Three + Comprehensive Martial Arts]

The hundred-day covenant with Ximen Chuuxue is coming soon.

Bai Jin and Yu Luocha parted ways ten days ago, Yu Luocha returned to the Western Demon Sect, and Bai Jin led Juechen all the way to Wanmei Villa.

He has wandered around the rivers and lakes for many years, but this is the first time he still remembers that he has a place to return to after he has traveled far.

Because in Wanmei Villa, there is a young apprentice waiting for him.

This is really a novel experience.

However, one yard counts for one yard, and the [-]-day appointment is about to expire, and the journey home is not peaceful.

Just because the swordsman in white is not a law-abiding person.

If not, how could Bai Jin provoke the Western Demon Sect?

In the rivers and lakes, where will there be people who really keep their own law and order?

After accidentally killing a group of robbers blocking the road, the white-clothed swordsman seemed to have returned to his style in the Tang Dynasty overnight. A den of bandits.

The common people shouted for their benefactors, and the reputation of white-clothed swordsmen as chivalrous men was also spreading in the north of Saibei. Every bandit was in danger, for fear that this murderous god would suddenly kill him at his door one day, and he would come out after meeting and discussing Made a bad move - crowdfunded a large sum of money, and hired someone to kill Bai Jin!

The white-clothed swordsman, who hadn't been offered a reward for a long time, deliberately slowed down his pace back to the villa. After a few days, a killer came to his door.

Killer.

two.

Masked in black, full of murderous aura.

The face of the man in white under the bamboo hat was a little unclear. He saw the two killers, but he didn't say anything, but drew his sword silently.

A sword passed, and the body and head were separated.

Two men in black, one standing and one lying down.

A standing killer can still run and jump, but a lying killer can only lie down forever.

The swordsman in white said lightly: "It's still a bit late."

There was a drop of cold sweat on the forehead of the living man in black.

Bai Jin's voice was slightly raised, but his tone became colder: "Either draw your sword, or find a helper, you can choose one of the two. But there is one thing, if you leave, but your helper does not come, I will go Slaughter your lair, and there will be no one left."

He looks like a madman.

The black-clothed killer left in a hurry.

Bai Jin has sharp eyes. These two killers look like well-trained professional killers. Most of them have their own organization, and there must be their own order in the organization. Even if there is no killer stronger than these two among the companions, There should always be a strongest leader.

He expected well.

This killer organization took the money and worked dedicatedly for the gang of bandits. The heads given to Bai Jin were one after another, and Bai Jin took all of them. One came to kill one, and two came to kill a pair.

So what if the incoming killers are getting stronger and stronger?

He's not even qualified to give his sword a toothbrush!

After killing several waves in this way, the leader of Yidianhong, who was chasing and killing the traitor in the organization, finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

On this day, Bai Jin was drinking tea at a tea stall by the roadside.

The taste of the tea was very weak, almost just white water. The swordsman in white took a sip, put down his teacup and stood up, leaving a few copper coins on the table.

He had planned to keep going.

But looking at the copper coins on the table and the steaming tea, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

I... When will I be picky about tea?

The white-clothed swordsman's face sank like water.

He stood there with his hands behind his back, pondered for a while, and finally came to a conclusion.

The appetite was spoiled by Yu Luocha.

Probably because he was used to enjoying it at Wanmei Mountain Villa, but now he is not used to such rough tea. This is really not a mistake that a swordsman should make.

The white-clothed swordsman deeply felt that he was no longer who he used to be, and fell into self-reflection thoughts for the first time.Under the suspicious eyes of the tea stand owner, he sat back again.

When he returned to Wanmei Villa, he should write a letter to tell Yu Luocha to restrain himself, so that he would not spoil his precious apprentice with rich clothes and good food every day.

Jade Rakshasa who hindered his practice: "..."

The killer lurking in the dark just waiting for Bai Jin to get up: "..."

The tea stall owner who was about to take away the copper coins: "...No, it's all right! Please, please continue to drink!"

Bai Jin frowned and said, "Change to a glass of plain water."

"Yes, wait a moment!"

In this way, when the white-clothed swordsman finally got up, the sky was already stained with a faint red glow.There were only two men who seemed to be Jianghu people left on the tea stand, and Juechen, who had been entertaining himself all afternoon, ran over happily and rubbed his master's arm affectionately.

Bai Jin rubbed its head.

"gone."

After walking for about half a day, we will arrive at Wanmei Villa.

Mutation!

The assassin who had been lurking for a long time suddenly made an attack, and the cold sword stabbed straight at the white brocade vest. The swordsman in white remained unchanged, but the murderous sword could no longer move forward.

It wasn't Bai Jin's hand.

Bai Jin didn't do anything at all!

There is one more person in front of Bai Jin.

A man in black robe, a man in black robe with a mask.

The mask is red and purple, and there is a smile on the corner of the mouth. The whole mask is as if it has come to life. It is fresh and terrifying. He is still holding a long and narrow sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword is dripping with blood.

"Your Excellency will laugh at you because your subordinates are ignorant."

The person who killed that killer was precisely this black robe man!

Bai Jin said coldly: "You are their leader."

The black robe nods his head.

He suddenly said: "Ten years ago, when I was traveling far outside the pass, I met an unknown swordsman who fought with me on the top of Changbai Mountain for two days and two nights."

There was a fiery flame in his eyes, as if nostalgic, as if feeling emotion: "That battle was so heart-rending, I will never forget it, but unfortunately after that battle, I will never meet such a happy man again." opponent."

The white-clothed swordsman said: "A thousand gold is easy to get, but a good general is hard to find."

"That's right!" said the black-robed man, "Practicing swords and being invincible, the feeling of loneliness and depression, you, who is also a swordsman, must understand. For the past ten years, I have been looking for an opponent all the time but can't find it... "

Bai Jin frowned and said, "No opponent?"

"No opponent!"

The white-clothed swordsman didn't understand: "The world is so big, and our swordsmanship has not yet reached the top. Why are there no opponents?"

The black robe was taken aback, "Have you met many opponents?"

Bai Jin thought for a while, then shook his head.

He didn't meet many masters in Song Dynasty.

The black robe asked again: "In your eyes, what kind of swordsmanship is considered the best swordsmanship?"

Bai Jin said frankly, "I don't know."

"You do not know?"

"Because my swordsmanship has not yet reached the peak, so I don't know."

Hei Pao Ke laughed loudly: "Great, great, meeting an interesting opponent like you on this trip, it's not in vain!"

Juechen had already run a long, long distance.

Bai Jin has drawn his sword.

His whole body was shrouded in a layer of faint white light, which was a more restrained but purer sword energy than before.

His white robe is windless and automatic, his eyes are clear and bright, and the flames jumping in his eyes are the burning fighting spirit!

He opened his mouth slowly, as if performing a solemn ceremony: "I'm laying down the brocade."

The black-robed man was silent for a while, and said: "I am about to fight you to the death, but I can't tell you my real name... This really pains me."

He's a killer, but also a swordsman obsessed with swords!

If you can't tell your opponent your name in an upright manner, and you can't use your true identity to have a fair duel, how can you not make him feel sad and feel sorry for him!

Bai Jin looked at the hideous mask of the black robe, and said, "It's okay."

He swung his sword and dropped a translucent sword, and the clear sword energy immediately spread in the field.

"It's enough if you have this intention."

The black robe seemed to be stunned.

"It's the first time I've seen such a sword technique..."

He also drew his sword.

"So it was you, let me see the famous sword of the Western Region martial arts today!"

Two people, one white and one black, each holding a sword, looked at each other from a distance.

They were also very cold, but the coldness of the black robe was completely different from that of Bai Jin.The coldness of the white brocade is so cold that people shy away from it, but the coldness of the black robe is a chilling coldness!

Like a poisonous snake, showing its sharp fangs!

Finally, the man in black moved.

His sword is also like a poisonous snake, extremely fast, extremely accurate, and extremely ruthless!He has combined his murderous intent and sword energy into one, his person is his sword, and his sword is his person!They have already condensed into one!

Invincible, impeccable!

The aura around Bai Jin's body was mixed with a chaotic, strange and bewitching murderous aura.

Another master who does not take the usual path!

The fighting spirit in Bai Jin's eyes was finally completely ignited.

His sword moved too.

The sword is moving, the wind is moving, and even the clouds in the sky are moving. The aura he draws seems to form a small world of its own. The trajectory of the sword guides the changes in the air flow. Li, Yunli!It blends in with the surrounding flowers and trees!

People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature!What other sword can be more beautiful and fascinating than the sword of the natural avenue? !

No!

Because this kind of sword is the ultimate pursuit of Bai Jin's kendo!

A sword!

They only made one sword!

Contained in this sword is their respective Dao, the collision of swords is the collision of Dao!

This sword was so wonderful that it almost changed the color of the world!

The black robe said: "My name is...Xue Xiaoren!"

Bai Jin said solemnly: "I won't remember your name, but I will definitely remember your sword."

"Okay, dead...not wronged! I just hate...in this life...never won...him!"

The black robe slowly fell to the ground.

The mask on his face was split in two, revealing a face that was both calm and lost.

Although I have regrets in my heart, but in the end——I still deserve to die.

He is dead, his last posture in this world is undoubtedly a swordsman.

At least, he is worthy of the sword in his hand!