startled autumn

Shen Zhiqiu raised his eyes lightly, the sword curtain in front of him was like layers of shrinking thunder, the stars from the sky were falling, and he was in the center of the storm, silent, oppressed, with nowhere to escape.

The sword curtain gradually tightened. The Fengqiu sword in Wei Tingzhou's hands seemed ordinary, but it was a token from Hezhou. After cutting the blade, it not only overflowed with murderous aura, but even the crane seal on the sword was like a dead thing It came true, wandering freely with the master's movements, burning vermilion everywhere.

Shen Zhiqiu had no choice but to avoid the sharp edge for a while, and his body moved again, so fast that people couldn't catch his trace.

Wei Tingzhou gradually lost his patience. He knew that it was time for him to close the net. The ten-year past should have come to an end. If he hadn't softened his heart for a while in Yancheng, how could there be endless troubles now?

Zhu He was getting closer and closer, each sword came like a wind, and there was a bang at the place where the swords were intersected, causing smoke and dust to fly everywhere, and then only Wei Tingzhou roared angrily, its momentum was like hanging mountains and seas, and the sword Light is originally a thousand illusions, but now it gathers at one point in an instant, pointing directly at Shen Zhiqiu's face!

Shen Zhiqiu was slightly taken aback, he did not expect that Wei Tingzhou had reached such a state of mastery in the mastery of Yanfeng Baili, and could even stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Mingchuan, which is unavoidably surprising.

But... it was just a surprise.

This scene of swords all over the sky, this turbulent sword energy, this indestructible sword force... It is also the swordsmanship born out of Yan Yu's life, but he and Zhao Mingchuan have completely different understandings. Everything that is unfamiliar has long been in Shen Zhiqiu's mind, and he has calculated it millions of times.

Whose path is right?

I can't find the answer, I can only prove the truth with the sword.

"It's now."

Shen Zhiqiu muttered silently, the sleeves of his robe bulged slightly, and the Shadow Stepping Sword trembled accordingly.

A cold light suddenly pierced through the surging sword energy like a cloud waterfall.

The sword curtain was broken, and a thousand rays of light poured out, only the bit of chill shone brightly, like a spring bud emerging from the ground, or like a thunder that tore through a giant net.

It is the tip of the Shadow Stepping Sword.

Wei Tingzhou's complexion changed, he didn't know where he had made a mistake, and Shen Zhiqiu would have caught the opportunity to break through, but now that the sword has come out, everything is inevitable, so he can only grit his teeth and fight hard.

The two long swords finally meet in the air.

But within a breath, the sword energy collided and crisscrossed, rising and falling one after another, and the gravel and smoke mixed with the mighty water mist exploded suddenly in the fierce confrontation, covering the figures of the two people for a while.

Everyone concentrated and waited with bated breath, for fear of missing any moment.

In the billowing dust, a sword flew out horizontally, and fell straight to another place, silently establishing the defeat.

"...Nine Heavens Red Crane Seal." Han Bi said in a deep voice, the big rock in his heart was finally settled.

It is Fengqiu sword.

Wei Tingzhou lost.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

Shen Zhiqiu and Wei Tingzhou stood facing each other, the former raised his hand and held the sword, and the tip of the sword sank deeply into the latter's chest.

Wei Tingzhou's defeat was complete, but he still stood expressionless, letting an unbearable fishy sweetness well up in his throat, choking his lips to bleed.

He suddenly smiled: "So...so..."

Shen Zhiqiu's expression paused, he didn't rush to kill them all, but turned around and put away his sword, letting Wei Tingzhou reach out to cover the hole in his heart, and the uncontrollable bright red leaked out along the cracks of his fingers.

The smoke and wind seem to be all-encompassing, without any omissions, trapping the enemy in the net, the last and most powerful sword is the blow when closing the net, to completely gather the sword energy scattered in all directions at one point, so far Invincible.

At that time the sword curtain was closed, Wei Tingzhou thought he had the chance to win, but he didn't expect Shen Zhiqiu to wait for a long time, just waiting for the moment when he drew the sword and closed the net.

Everything in the world is flawed, gathering the sword energy is equivalent to losing the sword screen all over the sky, and the prison cage no longer exists. Therefore, this last sword that is invincible happens to be the easiest sword to crack.

Shen Zhiqiu's Misty Rain life is to simplify the complicated and take the life.

Therefore, he ended up with only one sword.

Win or lose with one sword.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Mingchuan was not only not disappointed because Yanfeng Baili was cracked, but was deeply moved: "Zhiqiu's sword is enough to make a master."

Xiao Shaoling sighed softly towards him: "Earlier when you were gone, Junior Brother still thought hard about your martial arts, practiced day and night for many years, just to prove his swordsmanship one day, looking at it now, it is finally not in vain."

Zhao Mingchuan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not my swordplay that lost, but Wei Tingzhou's."

Xiao Shaoling: "Indeed."

If Wei Tingzhou's last sword was really indestructible, how could Shen Zhiqiu completely defeat him with just one sword?

However, in the middle of the game, Wei Tingzhou couldn't even say a word of admitting defeat.

"How could I..."

How can I lose?His tone was unbelievable at first, but then he gradually laughed, as if the scene in front of him was just an extremely absurd scene, which should make people laugh.

Shen Zhiqiu looked at him quietly.

Wei Tingzhou was taken aback for a moment.

Shen Zhiqiu said in a low voice: "Because of this sword, I have been thinking about it for ten years."

The past ten years, at this time, fly by like a white horse.

It was the first time he left his hometown and saw a strange and vast river and lake in front of him. He chose to wander, so he drank the stream, slept in the wilderness, and looked up at the Nine Heavens Galaxy in an inaccessible place. No one told him where the road ahead would be;

Later, he worshiped Mo Yi, and spent every lonely Weiyang night in silence, with only the uninterrupted sound of swords in his ears. This is a simple and boring life day after day, which seems to be tempered with reason, It also seems to be grinding for no reason;

He tossed and turned in it, couldn't help doubting his talent, questioned whether the path he was on was correct, and then put all these distracting thoughts behind him countless times, and found a reason to persevere before dawn;

In the end, he gradually realized something, and went through all kinds of difficulties step by step, and saw the fickleness of the world in the continuous life and death juncture, and condensed the indestructible sword state.

Ten years of sharpening a sword.

With all the details in mind, how could he lose?

"Zhao Mingchuan's swordsmanship, you have learned it for ten years and thought about it for ten years..." Wei Tingzhou pursed his discolored lips, and his voice was icy cold, "Are you going to tell me...you did it ten years ago?" Did you know there would be today?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "I never thought about it that way."

Wei Tingzhou: "Since it was unexpected, why did you..."

Shen Zhiqiu sighed: "Perhaps, it's a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence again...it happens again and again, tell me, is it a coincidence or destiny?" Wei Tingzhou mocked, "Shen Zhiqiu, don't think...you really won me, talk about it , It's just that God is deliberately playing tricks on me, but...just wants me to lose to you again and again."

Shen Zhiqiu was the only friend he ever had.

It is his old enemy.

Shen Zhiqiu has practiced swordsmanship in Mo Yi for ten years, and has countless good teachers and helpful friends around him. However, if Shen Zhiqiu hadn't happened to come up with a solution in today's battle, relying on talent and strength alone, how could he narrowly defeat himself?And along the way, I have exhausted all my tricks, thinking that I have the chance to win, but I still can't match this person's unintentional spoiler. He always puts on an innocent face and rampages aimlessly, but every time he can... Hit the big luck and stand firmly on the side of victory.

Originally thought it was a fair duel this time, but he didn't expect Shen Zhiqiu to tell him: I've been thinking about this solution for ten years by chance and coincidence.

It's not that the skills are inferior to others, but that they lost to chance and coincidence.

A hazy white light appeared indistinctly in front of Wei Tingzhou's eyes. His heart was damaged, and there seemed to be a sword energy surging in his chest. Embarrassingly humiliated.