Plain text online domain name mobile phone synchronization please visit
At dusk, the wind blows, and the red leaves are all over the sky.
On the road from Tongqiu to Cangling, one person and one rider galloped past.
The man on the horse was about forty years old, with disheveled hair, loose clothes, and a long sword on his waist.
The horse is a bad horse, and the sword is a nameless sword.
But the person who rode the horse and carried the sword was a peerless swordsman.
Xie San's eyes looked very tired, and the messy hair flying in the wind seemed to be expressing an undisguised depression.
But suddenly, he reined in his horse and stopped abruptly, his tired eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's.
Because Xie San saw another person.
In the wind, a swordsman in white stood tall. He was the first person in Cangling Town to know that Xie San had passed Tongqiu.
"Lin Chang?" Xie San recognized the person in front of him as Lin Chang, the blue sky sword in Huaying Six Swords.
"It's been a long time, Xie San." Lin Chang said in a deep voice, his voice was cold, and his eyes were full of contempt. At this moment, compared with that loud voice in the inn, he is a completely different person from the heroic and upright hero.
Xie San stepped off his horse without saying a word. He took the rein and turned the horse's head, patted the horse's back again, and the horse trotted towards the copper hill.
The autumn wind caressed, and at this moment, it seemed that there were only two people and two swords left in the world.
The surrounding area has long been shrouded in chilling intentions, and Lin Chang's intention to come here is self-evident.
"When I saw you last time, I knew that the Blue Sky Sword is actually a sword hidden in a box." Xie San said in a deep voice, "Hide your strengths and bide your time, and keep your edge hidden."
"Really? Then why... Now I can't see any fear in your eyes." Lin Chang asked.
"Because even if you show your sharpness, you are not my opponent." Xie San replied calmly.
"Hahahaha..." Lin Chang laughed, there was no smile in his eyes, but a more ferocious look, "Xie San, you have disappointed me so much." When he said this, he even gave his sword to him. Throwing it to the ground, with hands behind their backs, he stood proudly: "Do you think that a second-rate swordsman like you can have a panoramic view of my martial arts?"
If a third person heard this at this moment, they would most likely think that Lin Chang had lost his mind because of practicing kung fu. If Xie San is considered a "second-rate" swordsman, then 90% of today's martial arts masters can only be considered "not-rate".
Didn't the rivers and lakes become a big joke
"Lin Chang, it seems that you are crazy." Xie San remained calm and unmoved.
A person who has practiced martial arts to the peak will not be easily shaken. Compared with language, he believes in his years of hard training.
In every era, a top player like Xie San is lonely, because he can't find an opponent, and he can't find someone who really understands himself.
In Xie San's eyes, Ye Cheng is the only one who can understand him in today's martial arts world. Except for the sword god, no one has yet reached the same level as him. Therefore, there is no second person who can shake him. Even if ten Lin Changs are standing here today, it is the same.
"You will soon understand that I am sober." Lin Chang replied, he paused, and then said: "You came to Cangling to fight the Sword God." He sneered: "Ye Cheng's Swordsmanship is like juggling in front of me, he can't bear the word "Sword God" at all..." At this point, Lin Chang's killing intent suddenly increased, and for a while, there was no one close to the flying sand and fallen leaves all over the sky. He said, "If there is anyone in this world who can be called the sword god...it should be me, Lin Chang!"
Xie San shook his head: "The madman is lying."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that he drew his sword with his backhand, and the speed of his strike was astonishing. Before the scabbard landed on the ground, countless lights and shadows had spread all over the sky, like a thousand swords hanging in the air.
The Wuming sword was unsheathed, and the sword was full of energy and rushed forward, mighty and mighty.
Lin Chang just snorted coldly.
When the sword is out of its sheath, blood can be seen.
Xie San showed no mercy, he rushed to Lin Chang with a snap of his fingers, and sealed his throat with a sword.
Lin Chang raised his right hand instantly, and extended his fingers together to protect the side of his neck. At this moment, his calmness made Xie San feel a bit of chill.
The heart does not move, the breath calms down. I saw Lin Chang flicking his fingers calmly, shaking the edge of the Wuming Sword away.
Xie Sandun felt a surge of internal force rolling towards his right arm like a tiger and wolf, and the sword in his hand almost fell off. He quickly got lucky, stabilized his footing, and stopped his advance. Then, with a burst of momentum, he drove his body to circle and avoid turning, and dodged sideways to the side.
"You!" Xie San was surprised and speechless. The brief confrontation just now was enough to shatter his self-esteem and all the common sense he had built up over the years.
"Hmph... I don't even use a sword, so you're afraid of becoming like this... Hahaha..." At this moment, Lin Chang's face seemed to be covered with an indescribable blackness.
"What kind of magic skills have you practiced?" Xie San's forehead was already dripping with cold sweat, and his heart was filled with astonishment.
From his personal feelings, Lin Chang's casual finger flick just now feels like the power of a master who has concentrated on cultivating internal skills for more than 50 years, and blasted out with all his strength.
"The dusk is full of evil spirits, and the fallen leaves are as red as the clouds." Lin Chang Xin held a red leaf falling with the wind between his fingers, "Do you know? Xie San." He looked down at the red leaf: " In the past, my vision was as narrow as yours." He sneered: "I thought that one mansion, two floors, three schools and four schools of kung fu could be called superior martial arts; I thought that people like you and Ye Cheng The swordsman is the master of the sword; I thought that with my aptitude, I would not be able to catch up with you in this life. Hehehe... I was wrong." Before he finished speaking, his hand lightly sent the fallen leaves, drawing a touch of red,
In an instant, a bloody mouth burst open on Xie San's left rib, and the blood mist sprayed thinly.
"There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. This is absolutely true." Lin Chang didn't even look at Xie San: "Even I didn't expect that I could get this long-lost...'true peerless Martial arts'." He said with a smile: "When I first completed my magical skills, I understood how poorly you people practiced them. What kind of Yejia swordsmanship, Wanxia magic skill, Bafang supreme mind method, Shaolin The seventy-two unique skills... are simply stupid and misleading children!"
Blood was already flowing from the corner of Xie San's mouth. Although he was still standing, he couldn't move for a long time.
Step by step, Lin Chang slowly approached him: "Do you want to find Ye Chengyi to prove the way of swordsmanship? Hehe..." He smiled darkly: "Don't worry, you won't miss the appointment, he is waiting in the underworld. And you… "
Xie San opened his eyes wide and stared at Lin Chang in astonishment: "You..." He immediately thought of Lin Chang's previous sentence "Ye Cheng's swordsmanship is like juggling in front of me".
"Hehe... It seems that you have already understood, that's right, Ye Cheng has already been killed by me, and he won't come." Lin Chang continued to smile triumphantly, and slowly raised his hand: "You can just follow him with peace of mind." Go, Nameless Sword!" RS
The fastest update, no pop-up windows please.