Return the Sword

There is nothing like a story of bloody battles. Maybe the sword skills were unfamiliar at the beginning, but after self-forgetfulness, Xue Zhao's eyes couldn't see even a little bit of white, and they were all black.

That's right, it needs to be cut from this side, even ordinary weapons won't be worn down, and it can save a lot of effort if it is cut from that side.The actions are all slow, only take the vital points, and there is no need to dodge.This is all Xue Zhao's feelings along the way.

Leaving the pile of corpses, there were pairs of bloodstains under her feet, until Xu Xian and Uncle Wu saw her, the color of her clothes was like heavy ink in the night, and the bloodstains under her feet did not have any light meaning .

Xue Zhao was holding a sharp boning knife in her hand. It was a good product that she found at a meat stall. All her other weapons were broken into pieces, but this one was the only one that looked like it had just been sharpened. In the cold light, she pointed to the two figures the size of flying insects on the heavy eaves, and said: "I recognize you."

The distance between these two places is hundreds of feet, but this person can see his face at a glance, that is, he knows that her martial arts has improved, Xu Xian controlled his body like a crane, and slipped down to the ground in a short time, three or two steps, others looked like Shrinking the ground into an inch, Xu Xian came to Xue Zhao, folded his hands in front of his forehead, fell slowly, and saluted: "Long time no see, little Tanyue."

Xue Zhao nodded, but without returning the salute, he said surprisingly: "Yes, you are that old monk."

Uncle Wu came first and then arrived, again surprised, he didn't know that his father-in-law was a monk.

Xu Xian smiled bitterly again: "At that time, the poor monk could not be called an old name."

"If you want me to say, you are still young for returning to the vulgar. You are not a Buddhist family. Why did you convert to Buddhism? It is because you are a fake monk that my sister allowed you to serve in Pei's house."

"Thanks to the insightful eyes of the eldest lady." Xu Xian did not forget to praise at the right time.

Xue Zhao changed the subject, squinted at Uncle Wu who was standing next to Xu Xian, and suddenly said, "This is your apprentice?"

Xu Xian was taken aback for a moment, and then said as if extremely happy: "What do you think of Xiao Tanyue?"

"No way." Xue Zhao shook his head and said, "You are here to hinder me. Why should I make it clear just because you ask me a question? If I don't let you go, I can speak well."

"I have seen both of little Tanyue's faces, the vicious one who never discusses with others, and the kind one, except when facing the young lady, who always keeps quiet and doesn't know what he is doing in this body now. Yes, which one is it..."

"Shouldn't you know, I should have died back then, but I came back to life later, Taoist classics, and utensils also have spirits." Xue Zhao rubbed the edge of the blade with his fine white fingers, and said with a low smile: "Outsider master and inner assistant, your All I see is me, and I am the one in the middle, the most sensible one.”

Xu Xian understood: "Unexpectedly, the thing that Taoists all over the world dreamed of is here in Xiao Tanyue. It is really a mistake. Earlier, the national teacher always wanted to go to the snow-capped mountains to inquire about this book in order to enrich the Taoist collection. , now it seems that I have already missed it."

Xue Zhao flicked a knife flower with his right hand, and leaned obliquely on his left arm. His calm behavior reminded people of a Taoist whisk, the whisk was tough, and his body was like a rock. Xu Xian narrowed his eyes again, suddenly, unexpectedly No flaws were found in Xue Zhao.

Xue Zhaodao: "You don't need to read any more. I have learned the Assassin's Heart Sutra, the Rakshasa knife technique, and the one hundred acupuncture points. The way of pure vegetarianism, only God can guard."

But Xu Xian still said: "Offended."

The cooperation between Xu Xian and Uncle Wu can be called wonderful, when Xu Xian said, he just lowered his head, without showing any sign, Uncle Wu suddenly jumped up, drew his sword out of its sheath, and threw the scabbard first. In front of him, his right hand is half held in the air to change his posture.

There are swordsmen in the world who practice swords first, as long as they are familiar with their hands, and then let out their strength, which is called sword power. It doesn't make sense, but Uncle Wu's hand is powerless and unintentional. It is another level, and it is a combination of human and sword. If there are few stabs, it's not that he can't stab, it's just that he can't think of how to make so many stabs.

All the acupoints on her body were blocked by it, Xue Zhao felt that as long as she moved a little, the sword energy that would only penetrate her acupoints would definitely kill her in an instant.

But in the end it was still too soft-hearted.Xue Zhao secretly thought, if she doesn't move this move, it will just make her lose her mobility, but if she loses her mobility, will she have no ultimate move?His thinking was superficial, but after Xu Xian saw it, he naturally understood the loopholes in Uncle Wu's moves, and he slashed down with a heavy ruler just to make up for this loophole.

Uncle Wu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect it again, but this time he didn't expect it because Xu Xian's attack was so ruthless and powerful, that this iron ruler might even blow off the head of the woman in front of him.

Xue Zhao caught Uncle Wu's stunned moment.

The three directions started, but the final result was that Xu Xian took a few steps back, the ruler was bounced back, Uncle Wu supported it with a sword, and half of his neck was cut with blood, so he wouldn't be killed, but his eyes were full of shock.Xue Zhao looked the most embarrassed, with several wounds all over her body, but they were all superficial, and she didn't even take a step back.

The difference in strength was insignificant, Uncle Wu understood what Xu Xian said at this time, this was actually a hopeless victory.

Xue Zhaodao: "A sword with a body cannot hurt me. Since you are about to die, I will give you a few pointers, so as to pay back the karma of killing you, but just listen carefully."

Xue Zhao paused and said: "The way of the sword has to go forward, and then cut off the path. It has nowhere to come and nowhere to go. This is the foundation. It's a pity that you haven't even laid this foundation firmly. If you want to go further, it should be Life without hope."

"That's why I said you didn't accept well as an apprentice." This was said to Xu Xian.

Xu Xian didn't refute, he didn't teach Uncle Wu's swordsmanship, but he could also tell that he was an expert, because Uncle Wu was usually too smooth, so he didn't say much. It was a bloody lesson, but if Uncle Wu survived, it might be considered a first step.

"Stand back." Xu Xian yelled with his feet on his chest.

Uncle Wu retreated involuntarily, but after retreating, he reacted and squeezed into the battle circle. Even if Xu Xian didn't want to, Uncle Wu was still caught in the strong wind.

Xue Zhao and Xu Xian fight, Xue Zhaoshan hits repeatedly, no matter what the situation is, at least one blow can be followed by another blow. Xu Xian is already old, and he is a little weak after blocking a few blows, but he also has some strength. Those who walk the capital of the rivers and lakes use internal energy to remove external energy, and the true energy is generated from the dantian, and it is endless.

This time the fight was not as vigorous as before. Uncle Wu was caught between the two and could only dodge. He hadn't figured out how Xue Zhao made the move before, but this time he saw Xue Zhao make the move, and he didn't notice any special surprise. Suddenly, Xu Xian unpreparedly pushed Uncle Wu out of the battle circle.

The last thing Uncle Wu saw when he turned around was Xu Xian's head flying high.

Uncle Wu didn't know, but Xu Xian did. Xue Zhao fought him like this, partly because he wanted to see his progress over the years. It must be hit, and it will not be shot easily.

The squirming lips only opened a small gap. Uncle Wu only met once, but he understood what Xu Xian was going to say, and Xu Xian told him to leave quickly.

Perhaps running characters is the most appropriate.Before tonight, Uncle Wu never thought that he would run away, but tonight is the time, if he doesn't run away, there will be a green hill, so he will have to bury his bones in the green hill.

Naturally, Xue Zhao would not let Uncle Wu go.As a killer, what she learned most is that if weeding does not remove the roots, spring breeze will regenerate.

Uncle Wu wanted to run, but because of Xu Xian's delay, Xue Zhao was a step behind before starting to chase, but Uncle Wu tried his best, Xue Zhao was still in the mood to laugh.

Die with bare hands is the way most people die. It is ridiculous that most people still want to die when they reach this situation.

Uncle Wu was carrying a sword and didn't run fast, but he was still holding the sword in his hand until Xue Zhao twisted his neck and fell to the ground.

Xue Zhao's sharp boning knife was almost destroyed when she fought with Xu Xian, she threw away the scrap iron in her hand, and she held Uncle Wu's sword in her hand.

This is an unfinished sword, the blade is bright white without a trace of lines, and its swordsmith didn't even have time to engrave his name on it before the sword came out of the furnace.

The blood on the clothes dried a lot and looked a bit heavy. Xue Zhao tore off the sleeves of both arms and the hem to reveal the white arms and calves. She looked up at the person coming.

At this time, the person who was coming out of the Zichen Palace was still holding an umbrella in such a cold night, and there was a Huangmen accompanying him around. After he drank a cup of tea, his right hand stopped, and Huangmen carefully took the cup of tea. , and then the man put away the umbrella and handed it over to Huangmen.

Huangmen didn't move at all, the man strode forward, his face gradually became clear, it was exactly the appearance of Ximen Yuan.

Ximenyuan said: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you should have found me before I went to Beijing, this is not Dunhuang, even if it is Wei Wan, she can't protect you today you."

Xue Zhao didn't know if the emperor was still in that palace, she smiled and said, "I broke into the palace, if I died in it, Wei Wan really can't blame you."

"But she will blame you." Xue Zhao added.

"But as long as you die, how can she blame me?" Ximen Yuan was not worried at all. He came from the snow-capped mountains and learned swordsmanship. The swordsmanship he learned was the same as that of Wei Wan. You must know He was the one who taught Wei Wan the swordsmanship that he had learned for the first time.

Ximen Yuan went down the mountain two years earlier than Wei Wan. At that time, he was able to beat Wei Wan by a few tricks, so he was not a genius, not to mention he possessed strange skills.

That's why he has a heavy hand. Because he was designed to take away the body of a boy by his aunt before he went to the snow mountain, most of them can't practice it. After finally getting the opportunity, the only one that is powerful and harmless is this kind. Even more research, although it is not yet a big success, in fact, it is not much worse.

Under his eyes, no one can look at him.

Ximenyuan smiled: "My father died at your hands, I will take your life on his behalf, you should die without regret."

The author has something to say:

Huangmen is the eunuch.

It seems that not many people like fighting scenes. Hey, after looking at the hits, the boat scenes I wrote have the most hits. It seems that I need to make progress as soon as possible, but I still like fighting the most.