How could there be a person in Heishawa that can resonate with his sword energy?

Such thoughts flashed through the heart of the old man in a scarlet clothes.

Immediately, he figured out who was coming and stood up in awe.

The entire Qingzhu Guest House started to have some strange noises, and then it became farther and farther away.

Not only the entire Qingzhu Guest House, but even the nearby granaries became silent, and even the soldiers guarding the granaries seemed to have been cleared.

Pei Yunqi, Gu Liubai and Yin Shiniang walked into the Qingzhu Guesthouse.

The old man in scorching clothes had already opened the door and was waiting with a solemn look on his face.

The sword box behind him was constantly glowing. Above the wooden sword box, the sword energy was filled with a foot, as if it was solid!

The moment he saw Yin Shiniang, his face was still empty, but his heart was already filled with storms.

He was destined to fight with the owner of the Frost Sword, but it was definitely not tonight.

Pei Yunqi was born with the temperament of the protagonist as long as I was present. She looked at the old man and said arrogantly: "I, Pei Yunqi."

The old man was stunned and couldn't help but say: "Feng Shuqing."

Seeing that Feng Shuqing was quite honest, Pei Yunqi waved his hand and said, "If Xie asks about the matter tonight, you will say that I am happy to see the hunt and come and see what methods you have."

Feng Shuqing looked at Yin Shiniang in shock.

He knew that the other party was the master of Frost Sword, but he didn't understand why the master of Frost Sword came with Miss Pei Er, and he didn't know what Miss Pei Er meant.

He is okay with a sword, but he is not good with a brain.

"Feng Shuqing, the disciple of Wei Chaoyuan of Chen County, is practicing in Tingtao Sword Academy." Yin Shiniang looked at him calmly, "How many years have you practiced swords?"

When it comes to swords, Feng Shuqing's mind is full of vitality.

He took a deep breath and said, "It's been forty-one years."

Yin Shiniang looked at the sword box behind him, nodded, and said, "I will give you a real chance to compete first. No matter whether you win or lose, you will be worthy of your sword cultivation for forty-one years."

Feng Shuqing's eyes were different when he said this. He bowed to Yin Shiniang and said, "Thank you!"

Yin Shiniang nodded and said, "Please."

As she spoke, the whole world seemed to condense, with an extremely sharp aura that seemed to emanate from her body and pointed directly into the sky.

"I..." Pei Yunqi almost cried out, her heart was beating violently, and a thought kept popping up in her mind. The great sword master was the great sword master. Li Xizhi and others had practiced swords for so many years, and their temperament was really not as good as a toe.

Neither of these two men had officially set out their swords yet, and she was a little numb.

There was a light bang.

The sword box erected beside Feng Shuqing broke open.

A sword that has been kept for many years but has never been able to stand out in a proud way, finally broke out of the box!

The sword light was slightly yellow and not fierce. However, when it fell in Pei Yunqiu's eyes, a picture seemed to appear in front of her - the branches of a wintersweet were covered with snow, but the buds under the snow bloomed violently in one breath, and the petals bloomed. Before the snow fell, the faint fragrance was already rising.

Feng Shuqing's body did not have any terrifying true energy, but Pei Yunqi only felt a tingling pain in his skin.

There seemed to be countless invisible swords in the air!

Feng Shuqing's sword intent was surging in his heart, and he was indescribable.

fair!

Since the first day of real sword cultivation, he, like most sword-users, thought, was to avenge the enemy and kill unfair things.

However, the longer the sword is cultivated, the more he sees, and he understands that there is no such fairness in this world.

Even in Chen County, he had seen many talented but rebellious swordsmen who died in depression.

Relying on the power of Xie, he gradually surpassed his peers in swordsmanship.

After 41 years of practicing swords, how many times can I truly avenge my grudges and kill unfair things in the sword? In the end, when facing the master of Frost Sword, I am immersed in conspiracy and the word "fairness" is not allowed.

But tonight, the owner of Frost Sword gave him a chance to fight fairly!

carefree!

The sword light flew up, and every trace of sword energy seemed to feel the master's intentions and seemed to be singing.

Pei Yunqiu was completely attracted by the sword light. She seemed to have lost the world around her. She only felt that her hair was about to explode.

Yin Shiniang narrowed her eyes slightly. Facing Chen Jun’s real sword first person, her virtual sword was meaningless.

So she used the Frost Sword directly.

She walked towards Feng Shuqing, and there seemed to be no sword light flying from the box in her eyes. She seemed to be not concerned about the cheering sword that fell into Feng Shuqing's hand.

Her left hand stretched forward, and there seemed to be no sword in her left hand, but in an instant, a faint frost color burst out!

The chill pierces the throat.

Feng Shuqing's heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

He had never seen a sword so fast.

The real sword seemed to have left the sword light behind.

But he took the lead in his sword. The sword intent and airflow driven by the sword raised in the past forty-one years reminded him that the opponent's sword was very short, and his sword should be able to reach the opponent's flesh and blood faster.

So there is no need to change anything, and there is no time to change anything with the other party’s choice.

Pei Yunqi tried hard to open his eyes.

She felt fear.

The heart beat violently unconsciously.

However, she couldn't see clearly, and only saw two figures and two sword lights seemingly intersecting.

With a snap.

The sword box that was split in half exploded completely and turned into strands.

Yin Shiniang stood on the left side of Feng Shuqing's body.

Her hands were hanging down, and her hands were empty.

Feng Shuqing's sword fell down, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground, making a tingling sound.

"it's over?"

Pei Yunqiu didn't know the outcome of the two people at this time. She just slowly saw that there was a red mark on Feng Shuqing's throat, not a wound, as if a mark was pressed hard.

Then she realized that her vest was covered in cold sweat, as if there were many earthworms crawling down her back.

Then she found that Gu Liubai was two steps ahead of her.

"What are you going to do in front of me?"

She said this subconsciously.

"I was fascinated by the sight and took two steps involuntarily." Gu Liubai smiled embarrassedly, "I always feel that I can see clearly when I get closer."

Pei Yunqi suddenly felt a little guilty.

She found that Gu Liubai was lying.

Because it seemed that Gu Liubai took two steps forward, but he took two steps back just now.

This bastard dares to cheat people!

But just now, the sword intent was invading, and he subconsciously retreated. He didn't move?

Feng Shuqing's face was neither sad nor happy.

The sword skills are nothing more than sword intent, internal strength, flesh and bones and swords. Although the sword just now was deceived by the other party, the changes in flesh and bones made the sword edge reach faster, it is simple to say, and to achieve smooth operation. The state of mind that faces your own sword is stable to the extreme is beyond the reach of people, so even if you fight again, there will be no change in the result.

If he really fights, he is destined to die.

Although he lost this battle, he got what he wanted and saw the difference between himself and the Lord of Frost Sword.

"Thank you!"

He sincerely thanked Yin Shiniang again.

"I don't like my fame, and I don't like to show the sword to those nobles." Yin Shiniang said calmly: "If you are instructed by Xie to compete with me in swords, I want to ask you to do me a favor."

Feng Shuqing nodded. He had been practicing sword for forty-one years, but at this time, he had truly fulfilled his wish.

I'm afraid that Yin Shiniang in front of her can understand this state of mind.

If she hadn't arrived tonight, even if he followed Xie's instructions and conspiracy to win her, he would have been humiliated and uneasy for the rest of his life.

"You were going to act for Xie before, and you were so famous, but now you want to play a play for me." Yin Shiniang said: "I want people to think that I died in this city by sword."

Feng Shuqing agreed seriously: "Okay."

"It's true!" Pei Yunqiu was not sure if she was sweating all over, but at this time she felt cold all over, as if she was soaked in ice water.

The female corpse that Xu Tuibei looked for was indeed an illusion that she died in this city.

According to Yin Shiniang's statement, it was probably because he pretended to be a sword in the sword, and then he used some method to cover up the eyes and leave the corpse behind.
To be continued...