Song of Adolescence

Su Muyu's drizzle sword stopped at Li Hanyi's throat.

Li Hanyi's Iron Horse Binghe has also reached Su Muyu's chest.

"From the perspective of swordsmanship, your sword is not weaker than any sword fairy." Li Hanyi looked at Su Muyu.

Su Muyu shook his head: "My sword is not the same as yours. Your sword is a sword, but mine is a murder weapon."

"So if I didn't kill you today, would you not let go?" Li Hanyi frowned slightly.

Su Muyu nodded: "What the Dark River has to do is never dying."

"Okay." Li Hanyi nodded, and suddenly swept her foot back. The soles of her feet pressed **** the ground, and a spray of water rose up. She lifted the sword slightly with her right hand and gave a soft drink, "Get up!"

I saw those splashes instantly condensed into ice.

With a wave of Li Hanyi's long sleeves, those ice blades immediately flew towards Su Muyu.

"You have seventeen knives and a sword. But for me, everything in the world can be a sword." Li Hanyi said proudly.

Su Muyu slammed his left hand, and the seventeen thin blades that fell to the ground stood up again, and violently rotated, becoming a sharp barrier in front of Su Muyu, instantly smashing the ice blades.

"The ancestors of Wushuangcheng raised swordsmanship and fed the swords with blood. Day after day, the heart swords were the same before they got flying swordsmanship. Taoists also have Taoist swordsmanship. He can walk with the sword. But whether it is Wushuang City Sword Raising, but Taoist swordsmanship, the emphasis is on the unity of the heart and the sword. But Mu Yu, he is different." On the restaurant not far away, one was wearing a robe The old man watched the showdown and said to the Ziyi Young Master sitting opposite.

The rich young man dressed in purple followed his words and asked, "What is the difference between Patriarch Su's swordsmanship?"

The old man in long robes took a sip of tea slowly, and said slowly: "Mu Yu's swordsmanship was born out of the puppet art of Dark River ancestors. As long as the fingers are flexible enough, the people of Dark River Su's family can use their fingers to control a person's sword wire. Every move. Later, a senior of the Su family used a knife wire to control the sharp blade a hundred years ago. At that time, he could also control seventeen flying blades when he was at the top, and the sword in his hand was exactly 18. So that senior Later, he changed his name to Su Shiba. But after his death, no one in the Su family was able to reproduce the eighteen sword formations until Mu Yu appeared. The biggest difference between Mu Yu's swordsmanship and Wushuang City and Daomen is that he still A sword is a sword, a person and a person, and the essence of the eighteen sword formation still relies on top-notch skills. This is Su Muyu, so although he can stop Li Hanyi, he will never become or unwilling to become a sword fairy."

"Such a killer who relies on pure sword skills to stop Xueyue Sword Fairy?" Ziyi asked.

The old man in the robe smiled and put down the teacup: "My son, I can hear the contempt in your mouth. Are you upset?"

Ziyi's son frowned slightly: "I just don't want Li Hanyi to escape."

"Mu Yu has blocked Li Hanyi's front. I am guarding this side. On the other side, three old men in that city seem to have come. Li Hanyi has only one choice, and that is to turn his head." Knocked on the desktop.

"Can't you kill him? A Su Muyu has stopped him, plus you, Li Hanyi will undoubtedly die." A murderous aura flashed in the eyes of Young Master Ziyi.

"No one can join forces with Su Muyu, no one. His sword formation will chop you to pieces. What's more, as long as Li Hanyi doesn't want to die, no one on the rivers and lakes can kill him. That one lives in one city. The Gujianxian couldn't do it, Baili Dongjun, who can become immortal with both hands and swords, can't do it, and we can't do the same." The old man in the robe still drank tea slowly, watching the battle in the distance.

Li Hanyi's swordsmanship is very beautiful, every sword is a cold air, condensing water into ice, and its beauty is peerless.

Su Muyu's swordsmanship has another kind of beauty, with eighteen sharp blades flying in the sky, revealing the cold light, amazing skills.

Li Hanyi pulled back and jumped over the city wall.

The Ziyi son said with joy: "He is going to retire?"

"No." The old man in the robe suddenly put down his teacup, "She noticed us."

Li Hanyi suddenly raised the Iron Horse Glacier Sword, and the long wind blew her white robe in a trance like a fairy.

The rain stopped abruptly.

Within a hundred feet of the city wall, the rain suddenly stopped.

Become a white snow.

The snow fell.

But it wasn't just snow. The snow flicked across the treetops under the city, exposing a big cut in the mouth.

"This sword is called Xueman Changkong." Li Hanyi looked down at Su Muyu.

Su Muyu waved his left hand, and the seventeen sharp blades were all listed in front of him. With a sudden wave, the seventeen sharp blades flew out at the same time.

Li Hanyi cut down with a sword, and the cold light was bitter.

A cold sword air, seventeen sharp blades, collided instantly. Su Muyu frowned slightly, looked up, but saw that Li Hanyi suddenly threw the Iron Horse Glacier Sword in her hand, she jumped at the same time, held the hilt, and flew away together. But instead of facing Su Muyu's direction, Su Muyu suddenly turned his head, but saw that Li Hanyi had already hit the restaurant.

The old man in the long robe stood up abruptly, drew out the knife as bright as snow on his side, and shouted angrily: "Li Hanyi!"

Li Hanyi smashed the table in front of the old man in the robe with a sword. She smashed the old man in the robe with a sword, and shouted, "Thank you seven swords!"

Xie Family Patriarch Xie Qidao in the dark river, it is said that only seven swords were used to kill at most.

But in an instant, he had already scored three times. Li Hanyi stole three times.

Su Muyu, who was under the wine shop, turned around, her eyes sharp, but she didn't mean to step forward and besie Li Hanyi. But on the other side, three figures in gray robes rushed to this side.

"Kill him!" Ziyi Young Master said viciously.

Li Hanyi suddenly turned his head, raised the Iron Horse Binghe Sword in his hand, and pointed it at him.

At that moment, the Ziyi Young Master felt a piercing chill from head to toe. The cold seemed to put him to death in an instant. His teeth trembled constantly, and his whole body kept receding back.

Li Hanyi took another step forward with his sword, the sword's edge pointed, and a chill shot out.

Xie Qidao jumped forward and stopped in front of Young Master Ziyi, slashing the cold air with a wave of the knife.

Li Hanyi suddenly retracted his sword, leaped forward, passed through the window of the wine shop, and quickly swept toward the north. Xie Qidao shouted angrily: "Li Hanyi, don't let him run away!"

Su Muyu who was under the wine shop immediately chased after him when he moved.

Young Master Ziyi slowed down and said angrily: "You so many people, let him run away!"

Xie Qidao didn't say anything, but turned his head and glanced at Young Master Ziyi.

Young Master Ziyi immediately stopped his mouth, and the coldness in his eyes was no different than Li Hanyi's sword aura. He would hardly doubt that even if his identity was special, if he dared to speak rudely, this seemingly benevolent old man would chop off his head with a single knife.