Martial Arts: Start from Getting Xiao Li Fei Dao

Sikong Zhaixing's tombstone stands beside the pool in the Peach Blossom Forest, Meishan Villa, it's already April weather, there are no plum blossoms here, only peach blossoms.

The evening breeze blows in the sunset.

"Sikong Zhaixing, watch, Li Feng died under the sword of Ximen Chuixue."

Lu XiaoFeng poured a glass of wine, poured it on the tombstone, and then took another sip.

Aunt Gongsun and Ye Gucheng stood together and looked at Taozhong. At this time, the two men in white stood opposite each other.

Also holding a sharp sword, one of them holds a sword, and the other holds a sword, the only difference is that the latter has wine and a flying knife on his waist.

"You have too much burden on you."

Ximen Chuixue stood with his hands behind his back, holding his sword in one hand, pointed at Li Feng, and said with indifferent eyes.

"No burden, against you, I can win even with a heavy sword on my back."

Ximen Chuixue smiled, he rarely smiled, he looked at Li Feng coldly, "Swordsman.

There is no emotion, even if you reach the realm of no tricks and no tricks, I can beat you. "

"You are asking for a ruthless sword, and what I'm looking for is a sentient sword, no one dictates it, swordsman.

There must be no emotion. "

Li Feng gently stroked the sharp sword in his hand and closed his eyes comfortably.

"You don't understand swords at all."

Ximen Chuixue said angrily.

"There are some things I don't want to tell you right now. I'll tell you when you lose."

Li Feng didn't want to say anything anymore, because Ximen Chuixue had lost his human nature.

He thought he had become a god, but he was still far from it.

"His sword is messed up."

Ye Gucheng's eyebrows fell on Ximen Chuixue's body 0... "You mean Ximen Chuixue will lose"

Aunt Gongsun asked back, and there was a bit of confusion between her brows.

"But what Ximen Chuixue said is quite right, swordsman.

, should not have feelings. "

Ye Gucheng said lightly.

Ximen Chuixue's figure flashed, and a person had appeared in the mid-air in the west. The person and the sunset overlapped in an instant. The sword and the sword merged into one. With a sword coming from the west, Li Feng stood quietly in place.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at the situation of the two sides, he wanted to see Ximen Chuixue win against Li Feng, no matter what...

It doesn't matter if Li Feng is alive or dead, as long as Li Feng loses, it is enough.

He couldn't stand Li Feng's always so confident appearance.

Ximen Chuixue's sword came from the west and flew out from the setting sun.

He only stabbed a sword, in this sword, there is no emotion, only killing intent, naked killing intent, forgetting all killing intent.

And Li Feng just watched quietly in the sky, about to hit Ximen Chuixue, Ximen Chuixue's sword was very fast and terrifyingly fast, but at least the people present were all experts in the world and could see the speed of the sword clearly.

When Ximen Chuixue's sword stabbed out, it was about to stab Li Feng's throat.

Li Xun Huan clenched the jug in his hand.

The corners of Xue Bing's eyes couldn't stop shedding tears.

Lu XiaoFeng smiled.

Wood Daoist did not smile at all, and even a chill appeared between his brows.

Ye Gucheng looked at Li Feng with a complicated expression, as if he was not looking at a person, but a real god.

Ximen Chuixue also smiled.

This is the sword that kills! The fastest sword in the world, the sword that forgets all feelings.

However 3.

4... A sword light flashed by.

This sword was faster than him, and the moment Ximen Chuixue's sword reached Li Feng's neck.

He found that he couldn't use it anymore: with strength, Li Feng's sword hole penetrated the body outside Ximen Chuixue's heart.

Ximen Chuixue slowly fell from midair.

He doesn't understand.

Ye Gucheng didn't understand either.

Wooden Daoists don't even understand.

Li Feng put away the long sword in his hand.

Ximen Chuixue fell to the ground.