The night was long. The long night was finally over, and the first ray of sunlight from the east shone in through the narrow gap between the windows, shining right on Xie Xiaofeng's face, like a golden sword.
There was a light in Xie Xiaofeng's tired and distracted eyes. He let out a long breath and murmured, "I understand, I understand."
A man suddenly sighed deeply and said, "I still don't understand." Xie Xiaofeng turned around suddenly and found a man kneeling at the door of the inn with his head lowered, looking frustrated.
The first of the Four Xiaoxiang Swords is the deadly sword - Soul-stealing.
Xie Xiaofeng sighed deeply and said, "You are the only successor of his swordsmanship. He must have hoped that you could see his last sword strike."
Duo Po asked: "That sword is the essence of his swordsmanship?"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "Yes, that is the fifteenth variation of the Thirteen Deadly Swords. No one in the world can dodge it."
Duo Po said: "But he didn't kill you with that sword."
Xie Xiaofeng said: "If that sword had really struck out, I would have been dead for sure. It's a pity that at the last moment, he couldn't thrust the sword out!"
Duo Po asked: "Why?"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "What he wants to destroy is not himself, but that sword."
Duo Po said: "Since that sword is the pinnacle of swordsmanship, unrivaled in the world, why would he destroy it!"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "Because he suddenly realized that the sword only brought destruction and death. He must not let such a sword technique be passed down to the world. He did not want to be a sinner in martial arts."
Xie Xiaofeng's expression was serious and sad. "But the changes and power of this sword are absolutely beyond his control. It's like a person suddenly discovering that the snake he raised is actually a poisonous dragon! Although it is attached to him, it doesn't listen to his commands at all. He can't even shake it off. He can only wait for this poisonous dragon to suck all his blood and bones."
Duo Po's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he said, "So he has no choice but to destroy himself first."
Xie Xiaofeng said sadly: "Because his life and flesh have been integrated with this poisonous dragon, and because this poisonous dragon is the essence of him, if he wants to destroy this poisonous dragon, he must destroy himself first."
"Stupid!" Duo Po suddenly cursed: "A swordsman would actually be afraid of death? It's ridiculous!"
Xie Xiaofeng remained silent, just quietly looking at the soul-stealing creature in front of him.
Duo Po suddenly pulled out his sword from its sheath, pointed it at Xie Xiaofeng and Zhou Yi in front of him and said, "I will not give up the pursuit of the ultimate sword in the world. When I have mastered the fifteenth sword, I will come back to challenge you as the successor of Yan Shisan!"
Duopo took off his long gown, covered Yan Shisan's body with it, then slowly turned around and left the inn.
Zhou Yi looked at Duo Po's departing figure with some emotion: He must have gained a lot in the previous battle. He was already the most outstanding swordsman among the Jianghu players, and now he was faintly emitting an aura that kept strangers away...
Suddenly, Xie Xiaofeng slowly turned around and looked at Zhou Yi quietly for a long time before he said, "Are you the descendant of Master Zhang?"
Zhou Yi was slightly stunned, then nodded slightly.
The corners of Xie Xiaofeng's mouth twitched slightly, as if he had some regret in mind. Then he gently raised the Green Water Sword in his hand, with a lofty look, as if he was immersed in memories of the past.
"It's not easy to learn swordplay at the Divine Sword Villa. Some people can learn it right away, as if the swordplay was tailor-made for them; while others may not even be able to get started... "
The Third Young Master's sword began to dance slowly, a very slow and graceful movement, as natural as the wind. His sword technique was also extremely simple, clean, fast, and accurate, and the changes were ingenious and difficult to describe.
Except Zhou Yi, there was no one else learning sword in the field. However, everyone was unwilling to give up this excellent opportunity to watch the sword dance of the Third Young Master of Divine Sword Villa. They all hoped to explore some martial arts truths from this sword technique. However, after the sword dance, everyone was like a monk who was at a loss, and was completely confused.
"Do you understand?" Xie Xiaofeng's distant voice sounded again.
"Maybe half? Or maybe none?" Zhou Yi said.
"Think about it again?" Xie Xiaofeng said.
Zhou Yi closed his eyes and fell into deep thought for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face: "I've forgotten everything now!"
"Good! Very good!" Xie Xiaofeng said, "Since you are the descendant of Master Zhang, I will not make it difficult for you to become my disciple. If I can master the Fifteen Swords of Soul Stealing in the future, I hope you can take my place in the battle."
"Okay!" Zhou Yi agreed.
Xie Xiaofeng nodded and turned to leave the inn. Just as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and stopped. He said, "As for Shenjian Villa, if you have the chance, please take care of it for me!"
"Yes! I will." Zhou Yi replied.
"Thank you!" Xie Xiaofeng pushed open the door of the inn, and his slender figure quickly disappeared into the boundless night.
"Ding! Congratulations to the player Qianbeibuzui for comprehending the Earth-level secret skill - Stealing the Sky and the Sun and Seizing the Sword Style!"
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The back hall was originally the place for entertaining distinguished guests in this shabby little inn. Although it was small, it was still three meters square. Although all the decorations were extremely simple and rustic, it was already considered a very magnificent building in the border town of Ping'an.
In the back hall, there were two large tables filled with steaming hot food, some extremely rich meat dishes, and snacks such as wild fruits... ... .
Zhou Yi walked into the back hall alone. He could already see the layout of the hall from the corner of his eyes. The delicious aroma of the crispy meat was incomparable to that of the front hall. The sweet smell of the monkey wine made him drool.
The first thing Zhou Yi saw when he entered the back hall was an extremely beautiful woman.
The beauty sat at the first table, but the temperament she exuded was like a unique and perfect work of art, making people feel that there seemed to be nothing vulgar in the world that could match her, and nothing could fit into her independent style.
That cannot be said to be a kind of beauty, because it has exceeded the scope of beauty. Anyone who sees her will feel that she is the highest realm of beauty they have ever dreamed of. In front of this beauty, they appear so dull and vulgar.
The beauty was wearing a long black cape that was neither silk nor leather, nor cloth. It was wrapped around her slender neck and tied into a butterfly-like knot at her collarbone. Under the light, a string of pearls hung on her smooth neck, which made her look even more ethereal. The light green tights underneath the cape made her charming body look even more vivid, and no man would not fall for her.
Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then spoke with a slightly trembling voice.
"Meet the Saint." (To be continued)