Changfeng crosses Baishi

"At the beginning, Seventeen Swords only had moves but no general name for swordsmanship. Later, because it was done in one go and as fast as lightning, it was named "Bu Liu Xing Jian" with the closing move "Ruan Xue Bu Liu Xing". Each style is connected in series, If the sequence of the sword moves is wrong, the clue can be seen from the difference in strength of the last move."

Ying Changfeng said let it go and walked to the side of Bai Lang's body, and nodded slightly to Xiao Baishi: "Please ask senior brother to 'stand' up for a moment, so that everyone can see."

Although Xiao Baishi refused to desecrate the corpse, he was also a little scared, but now that Ying Changfeng said it, he was inexplicably much safer.Nodding his head and doing so, Xiao Baishi concentrated his energy, and the fringe branches around him responded to his call, and gently supported Bai Lang from behind.

The body was just lying on its back, only the black and blue wounds were seen but the whole situation was not visible, only then could we see where the seventeen sword marks were.

Some people couldn't bear to see the tragedy and covered their eyes.

"Everyone, please see, just now Master Qingxiao mentioned to me that the fatal injury was the neck, which crossed the main artery, resulting in excessive blood loss, and almost separated the head and neck." Ying Changfeng pointed to Bai Lang's neck, and said, "But don't leave Moving the sword is not the level of swordsmanship to cut off a human head, a swordsman is extremely focused on the sword energy, and can block martial arteries and spiritual consciousness with seventeen swords without relying on weapons."

"What's the difference between that and the sword mark?"

Ying Changfeng said sternly: "The last move is called 'The Snow Doesn't Leave You'. It flies past and stops when it is touched. It detonates the wounds all over the body with sword energy and kills the person. With the weight of the weapon in hand, it will make people die. If you don't use the trick of 'Luan Xue', then the sword mark will deviate three inches down, and it won't be on the neck."

The crowd suddenly said: "Speaking so much, what does this have to do with you not being a murderer!"

Ying Changfeng: "Can't you understand human speech?"

The man was at a loss for words for a while, and cursed carelessly.

There were still people around who were at a loss, Ying Changfeng seemed to be desperate for the understanding of the people in Cuiwei Mountain, and explained to them more compassionately: "If you hold a sword and kill him with Yuan Shandai, the wound will not be in this position ;If you don't rely on the blade and only use the sword to kill people, the sword will leave a mark, and it won't be so deep—is it clear enough?"

The excitement of the crowd has not yet calmed down, Xiao Baishi saw that Ying Changfeng was calm and reasonable, and the doubts in his heart disappeared completely. Just as he was about to open his mouth to save the situation for him, someone pressed Xiao Baishi's shoulder.

Turning his head, Xiao Baishi was stunned: "Father?"

Xiao Heyan ignored his question, and said to the disciples beside him: "It seems that there are indeed doubts."

"Master!" Tongtong rushed forward, "But you can't rely on his one-sided words to conclude that the death of senior brother has nothing to do with him!"

Xiao Heyan said to her: "What do you want?"

Tongtong: "At least let him hold a sword to demonstrate where the scars are."

This appeal sounds reasonable, and Xiao Heyan also had doubts about whether Chang Feng was really a waste or whether he had been hiding himself all the time. The previous attempts had failed, so this happened after he was almost relieved.Using Tongtong's mouth, he acquiesced in silence, and Xie Yulin next to him observed the words and expressions, and understood the meaning of the master.

Xie Yulin turned over with one hand, and immediately passed the long sword across his chest to Ying Changfeng: "My lord, please."

Xiao Baishi was impatient at once, but he was restrained by Xiao Heyan, unable to speak, so he could only keep his eyes glued to Ying Changfeng, praying in his heart that this was not a trap.

"This..." Someone hesitated, "Isn't he not cultivated?"

Xie Yulin said: "It's just a sword move, it doesn't matter if you don't have a cultivation base, right, young master?"

Ying Changfeng hesitated for a moment, then took his sword.

He raised his eyes and made brief contact with Xie Yulin's four eyes. One person was dressed in gray and had tied hair, and the blood in his eyes was surging; meaning.

"Let's see."

After Ying Changfeng said, with a flick of his wrist, Xueliang Qingfeng came out of the sheath in response!

The sword was drawn very quickly, and when the scabbard fell to the ground, there was a crisp sound, and the wind it brought swept through several tassel leaves.

Xie Yulin, who was closest to Ying Changfeng, only felt a gust of wind blowing on his face, but he couldn't tell where it came from. The movement of the sword blade suddenly changed from warm and moist, and then there seemed to be thousands of sword intents sharply sealing his whole body. Door.

That feeling is extremely short-lived, and it belongs to the intuition of the sword cultivator.

Xie Yulin shuddered and bit the tip of his tongue to stay awake.He was about to see clearly, but the sword intent suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed, and Ying Changfeng's first sword had already been lightly tapped on his wrist - there was no trace of spiritual power, just The gestures of embroidering legs with flower fists.

Xie Yulin was suddenly a little puzzled: Is it because of my own feeling that I made a mistake?

But he didn't ask anyone, so he had to swallow the illusion.

As a sword cultivator, no one does not know Ying Changfeng, and no one would want to compete with Ying Changfeng.

Ying Changfeng's fame began with his identity as a newcomer to the Central Plains of Lihuo Jianmen and his handsome face for men, but it was not too early to win everyone's hearts when he narrowly defeated Sword God Gui Yixiao.According to the people at the Dao Discussion Conference, Ying Changfeng's sword holding is completely different from usual. With just one sword, he can become famous all over the world.

The mysterious background, fast sword, aloof and cold personality and merciless style all make Xie Yulin full of curiosity about his sword, and also have a secret yearning.

He refused to admit that he had expected to compete with Ying Changfeng. It was not a fight between the two opposing sides, but a competition between two sword masters in terms of sword skills, sword intent and sword energy - he was looking forward to winning Ying Changfeng.

It's a pity that after several years, he has no chance against Ying Changfeng who never draws his sword.

And now, he finally saw Ying Changfeng's sword.

It is inevitable that sword cultivators are overly murderous, because of the special nature of their skills, there are not too few people who become obsessed.Most of the swords of sword repairers are born to take people's lives. They are less aesthetic and more neat. They only want to take people's lives within a single stroke of the sword's burst - such as Gui Yixiao, Yue Bichuan - there is really no "don't let it go" "Sword", this kind of flickering swordsmanship that kills seventeen times before killing.

The former Xie Yulin dismissed the rumored fast sword, thinking that no matter how fast it was, how could so many messy movements achieve the ultimate sword intent?

At this moment, even if he has no spiritual power and cultivation base, he is sweating coldly under Ying Changfeng's sword.

Twelve meridians, five major acupuncture points, each posture has a compelling edge, sealing all the movements, even if one move is broken, the next move cannot be avoided, so the seventeen swords are not superfluous.

Ying Changfeng's sword is cold and sharp, just like his person, but also like a fleeting dream.

There is no killing intent, no bloodthirsty madness, it is a swordsmanship that truly only seeks victory but not life.He has long stopped fighting with others, he wants to break through the world, the sun and the moon, and find the sword will last forever in the situation like dew and lightning.

It doesn't leave a line for a thousand miles, but it leaves traces everywhere.

He... can ascend.

When a cold light flashed across his neck, Xie Yulin's back was soaked in cold sweat.

Ying Changfeng didn't move, the back of the sword was just three inches below Xie Yulin's neck artery, he turned his head to let everyone see clearly: "If the seventeen swords are finished, because the sword has weight, the last move will be messy." Xuebuliuxing' must be tilted downward, otherwise it will hurt the sword-wielding deity."

"Adding the wounds of the other sixteen swords, Bai Lang was killed by the Bu Liu Xing sword, but this is not the case."

The audience was silent, Xiao Heyan seemed to have thought of this result, turned around and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Xiao Baishi really wanted to say hello, but at this moment the scene was not suitable so he swallowed it.Seeing Xie Yulin's complexion turned pale, he couldn't help walking over quickly while worried, and asked, "Eldest brother, are you alright?"

"Ah?" Xie Yulin stepped back as if waking up from a dream, distanced herself from Ying Changfeng, her voice trembling, "It's okay, I'm okay..."

Xiao Baishi: "Brother, you are the one who knows the most about swordsmanship on Cuiwei Mountain. Is what he said reasonable?"

A short distance away, Ying Changfeng was bending over to pick up the scabbard, and he gestured for a long time as if he was very interested in the sword before putting it into the scabbard.With just one glance, most of Xie Yulin's inexplicable hostility towards Chang Feng disappeared, but only for a moment.

He said with a serious face: "Even if there is a deviation in the order of the swordsmanship... how to explain the color of the sword marks?"

Ying Changfeng said: "Although swords made of black iron on the seabed are rare, they are not unusual. In recent years, there is a faction in the Heaven and Earth Alliance that specializes in forging weapons. It seems to be called 'Sword House on the Barren Mountain'... Maybe you can find out at a glance if you ask. .”

Xie Yulin sneered: "Let's ask? You are too whimsical!"

Ying Changfeng calmly acted as if this was a natural direction for him: "I can help you to ask, the scapegoat left and right is covered by me."

There was vague discontent in the crowd, and they finally looked at Xiao Baishi.

It seemed that after Xiao Heyan withdrew from this matter, the decision-making power was left to him.

Xiao Baishi's scalp was numb, as if he had returned to the embarrassment that Xie Yulin targeted during the trial that day.He was inclined towards Ying Changfeng in his heart, but he was also very puzzled by this sentence: "Do you want to go down the mountain?"

"If you want to investigate clearly, you must go to Lin'an to find out." Ying Changfeng said, "If any of you are worried and feel that I will take the opportunity to escape, you can also go together."

Xiao Baishi said: "I'll go with you, it's enough for the father in the mountain to preside over the overall situation."

He promised so happily, Xie Yulin paused with his fingers rubbing the hilt of the sword, and was about to speak to stop him, but Mu He, who had testified that Bai Lang was murdered, also took a step forward: "Bai Lang died strangely, I can't let it go, I will go too."

Xiao Baishi said: "Then that's it! Senior brother Muhe has never been partial to anyone, and he is well-known. With him in the company, I believe my father will not object too much."

Ying Changfeng's gaze swept away from Muhe's body, and he nodded lightly.

Xie Yulin did not speak after all.

Outside the crowd, Xiao Heyan seemed to acquiesce in these decisions, leaving Ying Changfeng alone after dismissing all the disciples.Xiao Baishi glanced uneasily, afraid that his father would do the same thing to him when he went back to Lanzhu Jiaqi, but he really didn't have the position to ask more questions, so he had to leave first with his head downcast.

As soon as he came down from the empty mountain towards dusk, a hand suddenly appeared to grab Xiao Baishi!

"Who!" Concentrated in the palm of his hand, Xiao Baishi was about to fight back, but the next second, Xiao Baishi released his spiritual power in amazement, "Brother, why are you blocking me halfway?"

Xie Yulin pulled him aside, showing anxiety, and said, "You really want to go down the mountain with Ying Changfeng?"

"Yes, I think what he said is reasonable. Now that the suspicion of swordsmanship has been cleared, it is very likely that someone pretended to be his sword and deliberately provoke conflicts between the Heaven and Earth League and Cuiwei Mountain." Xiao Baishi said in an orderly manner, A pair of peach blossom eyes stared at Xie Yulin, "Brother, do you have any worries?"

Xie Yulin hesitated to speak, and said after a while, "I'm afraid he will harm you."

Xiao Baishi was surprised for a moment, and thought: Although senior brother cared about me in the past, he was rarely so straightforward.After thinking about it, he comforted himself again: Brother Bai Lang had an accident just now, he has always been very responsible, probably because of guilt.

Xiao Baishi in turn comforted Xie Yulin and said, "It's okay senior brother, senior brother Muhe will follow..."

"Anyway, it's no harm for you to have an extra heart." Xie Yulin said impatiently. After speaking, she felt like a mother-in-law who shouldn't show so much concern for Xiao Baishi, and said awkwardly, "I'm leaving."

Standing at the same spot and watching him go away with the sword, Xiao Baishi thought warmly in his heart, "Brother's response to Changfeng may also be gradually changing", while looking back worriedly at Kongshan Chaomu.

The magnolia flowers in Xianyunju began to bloom again, and the illusion was beautiful, but there was a trace of desolation.

"What will the two of them say?" Xiao Baishi thought silently, and with an idea, he stretched out his hand to summon a sparrow that was watching him and Xie Yulin from the tree, and shot a trace of soul into it.

Then let go: "Go!"

The author says:

*Ten steps to kill a person, thousands of miles will not stay.This is what it means.