Descending from the Heavens: Comments on the Top Ten Myths of Martial Arts Chapter 148 The light of a sword is as cold as thirty thousand miles! The passionate swordsman has a ruthless sword!
Chapter 148 The light of a sword is as cold as thirty thousand miles! The passionate swordsman has a ruthless sword!
In the light curtain.
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This sword has some flaws!
And it is this flaw that makes these swordsmen even more excited and agitated!
It was only when they rushed forward that they discovered that this so-called flaw was not a flaw at all. They could only watch the sword containing supreme glory appear from the most incredible position...
And then stabbed out with this most incredible change, tearing open their bloody flesh until they penetrated their hot hearts.
This sword, this is the sword of the Sword God...
The sword is cold, but the blood is hot.
This ancient sword stained red and mottled with blood whistled in the wind. The moment Xie Xiaofeng returned the sword to its sheath, no one noticed that a trace of sadness appeared again on Xie Xiaofeng's eyebrows, like a puddle on rice paper.
The ink that spreads out cannot be dissolved and dissipated.
The hot blood gradually cooled in the autumn wind. At this moment, if someone was standing next to Xie Xiaofeng, he would feel as if he was in an ice cellar, with the hairs all over his body standing up, as if he had fallen into hell.
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And the reason for all this is just because of Xie Xiaofeng's tired eyes.
In Xie Xiaofeng's deep eyes, there was a trace of empty loneliness and a trace of exhaustion that penetrated into the bone marrow. If he hadn't witnessed the scene where Xie Xiaofeng killed the enemy instantly, it would be difficult to see the exhausted man in front of him.
Connected with the previously unparalleled swordsman.
"I'm tired."
Suddenly, a burst of words full of deep exhaustion came out of Xie Xiaofeng's mouth.
At this moment, Xie Xiaofeng lowered his head slightly. He quietly looked at the swaying sun in the sky, and murmured in an extremely helpless and tired tone: "When I was eleven years old, I had already defeated a generation.
Swordsman Hua Shaokun, so they call me the best swordsman in the world!"
"They hailed me as the Emperor of Swords!"
"This is definitely a supreme honor for a swordsman. Countless swordsmen flock here in order to get the entire glory..."
"For this reputation and for the Excalibur Villa, I keep drawing my sword. I don't want to kill people, but I have to kill people..."
"I cannot fail. Once I fail, this world will not be able to accommodate the Excalibur Villa."
Gradually, Xie Xiaofeng's voice became lower and lower, and finally dissipated sadly in the autumn wind.
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Outside the light curtain.
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This side is in "The World of Heroes".
Silence!
At this moment, after these martial arts masters heard Xie Xiaofeng's words and saw Xie Xiaofeng's tired posture, inexplicably, they also felt very uncomfortable in their hearts!
This is a tired swordsman! He is also a swordsman who is tired of fighting in the world!
This point of view is almost everyone's first reaction when they see Xie Xiaofeng's tired posture.
Looking at Xie Xiaofeng, who was known as the Emperor of Swords, everyone felt inexplicably touched. They had seen Ye Gucheng's sword, the arrogant swordsman who escaped from the world; they had also seen Ximen Chuixue.
The sword, the lonely swordsman who is closest to God!
However, nowadays, the impact of these two on these martial arts masters is far less than that of the sword god Xie Xiaofeng.
You know, there is one thing about Ximen Chuixue that no one can learn, and that is loneliness.
And this Xie Xiaofeng also has one thing that no one can learn, and that is sadness.
This touch of sadness is like the sword in Xie Xiaofeng's hand.
However, to the world, this sword blade often has two sides. When Xie Xiaofeng slashed the enemy's neck with his sword, a sword mark was also drawn in his heart. His sword did not want to be stained with blood.
However, he had to be stained with blood. He seemed ruthless but passionate. It was precisely for this reason that he always had to bear the torment caused by this kind of killing.
Today.
Almost all of these martial arts masters can clearly feel Xie Xiaofeng's feeling of endless pain, this feeling of incomparable torture!
"If there were no Excalibur Villa, maybe Xie Xiaofeng would really be a dashing swordsman!"
"A swordsman should naturally use the sword in his hand as his partner, rather than being dragged down by an illusory reputation."
"This is a real swordsman, a swordsman who is burdened by many reputations."
At this time, many martial arts masters seemed to have thought of something. They nodded one after another and said with helpless faces.
"Wait a minute! Sword God Xie Xiaofeng?"
"Don't you think this name is familiar to you? The previous one [the eighth Kendo Myth] has been waiting for a battle with a man named Xie Xiaofeng..."
"Also, it seems that Yan Shisan was not Xie Xiaofeng's opponent in the final battle?"
Suddenly, a burst of words full of surprise came from the mouth of a certain swordsman.
Immediately, these words also made other martial arts masters stunned. Then, they seemed to have thought of something, and said with a look of enlightenment: "So? It seems, it seems that the [eighth swordsman]
"Myth" really said that he has been waiting for the sword god Xie Xiaofeng? Is this Xie Xiaofeng the [seventh myth of swordsman] we see?"
As soon as this idea emerged, it was like a rolling cloud entangled in the hearts of these martial arts masters.
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Jiangnan, Huajia.
In the stone pavilion.
"As a swordsman, the most important thing is to be sincere with the sword in your hand, rather than being dragged down by those illusory reputations. Xie Xiaofeng really disappointed me."
Ximen Chuixue shook his head and said with disappointment while looking at the white light curtain in mid-air.
However, despite this, Ximen Chuixue could not help but show a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He was very curious as to why the Xie Xiaofeng in front of him could be rated as the [Seventh Mythical Kendo]!
Immortal Comments.
Nowadays, even Ximen Chuixue fully recognizes the authority of Immortal Commentary, but he just wants to know how this swordsman, who was dragged down by his reputation, became the seventh swordsman legend?
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Baiyun City.
In a certain study room.
Ye Gucheng, who has an arrogant temperament, is standing in the study. At this moment, his brows seem to be filled with a hint of arrogance and ecstasy. He looks like a flying immortal who is about to ascend, rather than a mortal!
The flying fairy outside the sky is perfect!
Now, after Ye Gucheng saw the scene where the "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Sky" was completed, he felt that he had gained something. Therefore, he finally practiced the "Flying Immortal from Beyond the Sky" to a perfect state.
The power of a sword, a flying fairy from heaven!
"The seventh kendo myth, a myth weighed down by fame."
"Just like me before, I was dragged down by Baiyun City!"
Ye Gucheng squinted his eyes and said helplessly.
That's right, after Ye Gucheng listened to Xie Xiaofeng's words, he remembered himself for some reason. In this world, he was not the same. Many times, Ye Gucheng couldn't help himself when he drew his sword.
He drew his sword all the time just to stay alive. When he thought of this, Ye Gucheng couldn't help but became a little silent.
The three-foot green peak is a ruthless thing. If it falls into the hands of a ruthless person, it will be the best destination, but falling into the hands of a passionate person will be a kind of suffering.
Raising his head, Ye Gucheng looked at Xie Xiaofeng in the white light curtain, and sighed softly. It can be said that Xie Xiaofeng, a swordsman, is both ruthless and passionate.
The Passionate Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword may be referring to people like Xie Xiaofeng
"Fortunately, now I have found my way back."
After a long while, a voice full of joy suddenly came from Ye Gucheng's mouth. At the same time, he also returned to his aloof posture.
Now, after he knew that his plot to assassinate the emperor had failed, he also gave up this scheming plan. Instead, he devoted himself to practicing swordsmanship and being dedicated to swordsmanship.
It is precisely because of this reason that Ye Gucheng's aloof swordsmanship has made rapid progress. In just twenty days, his swordsmanship has reached the realm of [the tenth myth of swordsmanship]!
Of course, Ye Gucheng could not learn the sword-controlling skills of the [Tenth Kendo Myth], this miraculous swordsmanship...
In addition, today's Ye Gucheng can be said to have the same cultivation level as the [Tenth Swordsman Myth]!
Just as powerful!
The same as God and Holy!
At this moment, Ye Gucheng is the real sword fairy Ye Gucheng!
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Inside the light curtain.
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Silence, even the chilling autumn wind in Shenjian Villa has fallen silent.
It wasn't until the sound of horse hooves gradually sounded that this silence disappeared.
In the Divine Sword Villa, Xie Xiaofeng slowly raised his head and looked at these swordsmen who came out of the air. Although their faces were different, the enthusiasm surging in their eyes was exactly the same, just like those swordsmen before, who swarmed over...
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Before they even stepped into the Divine Sword Villa, they were shouting: "The third young master's sword is known as the best sword in the world, the best in martial arts. Today, let us experience the third young master's style."
Hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng remained silent as always, so silent that he didn't even bother to raise his eyes.
However, his sword had already thrust out, as slowly as ever, but the sword light that burst out of it shocked the whole world, and the endless sword energy turned into the falling flowers and swayed down in colorful colors.
In an instant, Yin Hong's blood was seen pouring out like a spring from the necks of these people, falling drop by drop in the setting sun and evening wind, which was sad and dazzling.
At this time, Xie Xiaofeng, who was standing with a sword, looked even more tired and lonely. He just walked towards this Cuiyun Peak, this clear water lake, and this Divine Sword Villa.
Seen from a distance, his back looks like autumn leaves in the cold wind, looking so far away.
At this moment, the martial arts masters outside the light curtain also followed closely behind, following Xie Xiaofeng's footsteps on the Excalibur Villa.
Excalibur Villa.
At this moment, this seemingly magnificent and prestigious mountain villa is like an invisible shackles, tightly wrapped around Xie Xiaofeng's body, making it impossible for him to escape. It is the glory and reputation of this sword god that makes those challengers continue to come.
The appearance of.
Day after day, week after week.
Standing in front of the Excalibur Villa, Xie Xiaofeng walked towards the autumn wind with a silent face. Soon he came back holding the bleeding sword in his right hand. His eyes were still as bright as stars, but his tormented heart
Covered with bruises.
Until one day, Xie Xiaofeng stood in front of his father, with a sad expression on his face: "I'm leaving..."
Hearing this, Father Xie's face became serious and he asked lightly: "Where are you going?"
"I want to go to a place without Xie Xiaofeng."
After saying this, Xie Xiaofeng turned around and walked away from the Shenjian Villa. At the moment when his figure was about to be covered by the colorful fallen leaves, he turned around again and held the mottled handful at his waist.
Ancient sword.
In an instant, a clear and melodious sword chant was heard in the sky. Xie Xiaofeng nodded slightly, and the mottled ancient sword was unsheathed, seemingly thrust out extremely slowly.
In an instant, endless sword energy burst out between heaven and earth, stretching across thirty thousand miles. This cold and bright sword light shocked the entire world.
At the same time, Xie Xiaofeng's back was like a wave of ripples on a clear lake, gradually dissipating in the autumn wind, leaving only the sword energy that stretched thirty thousand miles, and the sword light that chilled the nine states.
And, the terrible earthquake that spread throughout the entire Shenjian Villa!
This earthquake was like the heaven and earth collapsing, causing all the swordsmen and servants of the Excalibur Villa to run out of the room in shock!
"This? This kind of swordsmanship?"
Seeing Xie Xiaofeng's sword, Xie's father's serious face couldn't help showing a deep look of shock. He stretched out his hand, as if he was planning to call Xie Xiaofeng back, but his right hand just
Stretching out, an invisible edge sealed the entire Excalibur Villa in an instant!
Obviously, in order to leave the Excalibur Villa smoothly, Xie Xiaofeng blocked the entire Excalibur Villa with a sword light that spanned 30,000 miles!
If you want to retreat, retreat safely!
This sword was also the last one struck by Xie Xiaofeng!
After this sword blow, Xie Xiaofeng has returned to nothingness, and there is only an unknown Xie Xiaofeng left in this world!
This moment.
After witnessing this earth-shattering scene, the martial arts masters outside the light curtain also knew that on this day, Xie Xiaofeng put down the sword belonging to the third young master. He was willing to accept the power of the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa.
Reduced to an unknown person.
The light of a sword is as cold as thirty thousand miles, and it spans the world with just one sword!
With one strike of the sword, the earth was shaken and the whole world was transformed into a prison!
However!
At this moment, Xie Xiaofeng gave up the sword. He chose to run away from home and go to a place where there was no third young master. He wanted to be an ordinary person, an unknown ordinary person.
An ordinary person called Useless Aji.
At this moment, Xie Xiaofeng's traumatized heart was liberated.
As a sword god, Xie Xiaofeng finally put down the sword that represented fame and the Excalibur Villa. Instead, he also put down his own swordsmanship!
Let go of the supreme swordsmanship of [One sword is as cold as thirty thousand miles]!