This is a strange voice. No one present has ever heard this voice before, not even Su Yang;
But this is a familiar sound, or the feeling of hearing this sound in the ears makes people feel very familiar.
This voice was cold and hard, and the tone was plain, but when it fell on the ears, it had a cold smell.
It reminds me of swords, countless swords.
Then the owner of the voice appeared in the room. It seemed that no one saw how he came up, used Qinggong, or took the stairs, but he just appeared here.
It even feels like a king has entered his palace, or like a flying fairy from the sky descending to the world, so natural and radiant.
So as soon as he appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.
This man has a white face and a slight beard, a calm demeanor, a beaded crown with a sandalwood seat on his dark hair, and the clothes on his body are as white as snow. He has a tall figure, slender hands, and protruding joints. He is obviously a good swordsman, but in the end
What is attractive is his eyes.
Even in a brightly lit room, these eyes still look bright, like two cold stars, seeming to absorb all the light in the room into them, but it seems that all the light in the room comes from the eyes.
Sent out.
But as long as you stare at these eyes for a second time, even if the owner of these eyes is not looking at you, you will feel a faint needle-like feeling, like your throat, your back, your lower abdomen, and all over your body.
Every vital point up and down is pointed at by a sword that may fall at any time.
And his sword was clearly still on his waist. It was a long sword with a black sheath that was extremely elegant in shape.
Su Yang was staring at his sword, and he was also staring at Su Yang's sword.
The room fell into silence. As soon as this person appeared, everyone in the room had shut their mouths.
After a long time, Su Yang suddenly said: "Lord of Baiyun City?"
The man in white didn't say anything and was still looking at the sword on Su Yang's waist.
There are no feelings or emotions in his eyes, whether positive or negative.
Su Yang took a deep breath and slowly slid his hand to the hilt of the sword. Two veins had bulged on the back of his hand.
The man in white narrowed his eyes slightly.
Su Yang hesitated for a moment. He let go of the hilt of the sword, exhaled the breath in his chest, and shook his head.
The man in white nodded.
Then his eyes drifted to Lu Xiaofeng.
Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath.
After sucking it all in one breath, the sword of the man in white was unsheathed without any warning.
The candlelight flickered violently.
It seems that there has never been such a brilliant and swift sword light in the world.
Suddenly, Lu Xiaofeng's entire body was shrouded in sword energy, a sword energy that could chill even the bones of a person. The sharpness of this sword seemed to be more terrifying than Ximen Chuixue's sword. Almost no one in the world could do it.
Resist this sword.
Lu Xiaofeng couldn't resist either.
His toes touched the ground, and he started to retreat. The sword light was like a thunderbolt, and he was chasing after him. No matter how fast he retreated, it was not as fast as the sword struck down, not to mention that he had no way to retreat now.
His body was already pressed against the wall of the room, and the sword light was piercing his chest like lightning. Even if he could dodge to both sides or even break through the wall behind him, it would be useless. The changes in his movement skills were absolutely useless.
There will be rapid changes in this sword.
He seemed to be dead. He died at the hands of this man in white who appeared out of nowhere.
But at this moment, his chest suddenly sank, as if he had been punched by a giant, and it was already close to his back. The strength and position of the sword were already calculated, but no one could have imagined that Lu Xiaofeng's
His body suddenly became thinner. When the sword light pierced in front of him, the strength was already exhausted, because his chest should have been pierced by this time, and there was no need to use more force with the sword.
A true martial arts master will use every ounce of force in his attack just right, and will never waste any effort. What's more, this man is a master among masters, and he would never have imagined that this sword would actually hit the air.
But at this time, Lu Xiaofeng had no way out. If the man in white sent his sword forward again, Lu Xiaofeng would still be dead.
However, in this unforgettable moment, Lu Xiaofeng also took action. He suddenly stretched out two fingers and clamped the sword's edge.
No one can describe the skill and speed of his two fingers. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you won't even be able to believe it.
But the man in white didn't use any more force on his sword. He just looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly with his eyes like cold stars.
He suddenly returned his hand and the sword was sheathed. He was also the first person who could snatch the sword's edge from Lu Xiaofeng's fingers.
Lu Xiaofeng exhaled for a long time, but her chest gradually calmed down, and a bead of sweat rolled down her forehead.
The man in white's eyes drifted to Aunt Gongsun again.
"You also use a sword, that's why I came to you." He said: "There is no need for three formations, only one."
Three formations determine victory or defeat, but one formation determines life or death.
Aunt Gongsun slowly took out two daggers and sneered: "Are you Ximen or Ye Gucheng?"
"Dead people don't need names, nor do they need to know other people's names." The man in white said.
Su Yang suddenly stood between Aunt Gongsun and Ye Gucheng and shouted: "Wait a minute!"
"Do you want to draw your sword?" the man in white asked.
Su Yang shook his head: "I never thought about drawing a sword against you now, but I didn't expect that Jin Jiuling would still invite you here."
"On this trip, you can see the two unparalleled fingers in the world, and you can see Aunt Gongsun's sword dance. Of course I will come." The man in white suddenly smiled: "If you are willing to draw the sword, I will welcome it. If you draw it
If I take the sword, my trip will be truly worthwhile."
"It's meaningless for you to wait for me to draw my sword." Su Yang shook his head and said, "It's not just me, even Lu Xiaofeng is not worthy of your full sword draw."
"The sword I just struck was merciless." The man in white said calmly.
"Although that sword can kill people, it has no killing intent. A sword without killing intent is the same as a person without a soul. It is not considered your peak." Su Yang said.
The man in white smiled: "You have good taste."
Su Yang said: "Jin Jiuling invited you here not to kill Lu Xiaofeng. If you risk your life with Lu Xiaofeng, no matter which of you dies, Jin Jiuling will not be too happy. As for me, I am afraid I still need some time to deal with you."
"Since you know we are still close, why don't you get out of the way?" The man in white said, "If you get out of the way, in a few years there may be someone in the world who can test the sword with me."
He glanced at the sword on the waist of the man in white and then looked at the dagger in Gongsun's hand. Su Yang said: "You are an excellent swordsman. You will only go all out when facing another equally excellent swordsman. And Gongsun
Auntie happens to be this kind of person, so of course I can't let you go. If you let me go, one of you will die."
"Then you go die." The man in white's hand has already grasped the hilt of the sword.
After these words, the aura of the man in white immediately changed. A strong sense of danger instantly spread in the room. Even the girl in red, who had the weakest martial arts skills, could feel that something extremely dangerous was about to happen at the next moment.
When something happened, everyone subconsciously clenched their weapons, and their hair stood on end, as if animals had encountered their natural enemies.
He had never felt this way before even when he and Lu Xiaofeng started fighting.
Although there were no signs, everyone knew clearly that the man in white was about to take action!
Really take action.
There was only the sound of heavy breathing in the room. Under this pressure, only three people could still speak.
"Wait!"
Aunt Gongsun and Monk Lao Shi shouted at the same time, Monk Lao Shi's voice even trembled uncontrollably.
"Why!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted in confusion!
But the man in white didn't bother to explain to anyone. His sword was faster and had already stabbed Su Yang's chest.
Unless he is willing, the sword of a man like him will not stop for anything, let alone this thunderous strike that has been continued for a long time.
And blocking the sword of a peerless swordsman is a very stupid thing in itself, unless you are sure to block his sword.
The light of the sword was like a meteor from the sky, bringing up a brilliance. The cold light had already touched Su Yang's chest. This sword was no worse than the one that attacked Lu Xiaofeng just now.
The Honest Monk had no time to take action. Aunt Gongsun stood behind Su Yang. Her sight and attack route were blocked by Su Yang, making her unable to take action. However, Lu Xiaofeng did not know how to take action.
Even if the three of them attack at the same time, the result cannot be changed. The sword of the man in white leaves no escape route for him at all. This sword has already gathered his energy and spirit. Even if someone can kill him, they can't stop him.
The thrusting sword.
As for the other people, it is meaningless for them to take action. The sword of the man in white is like a storm that destroys the world. If anything close is not strong enough to compete with this storm, it will be sucked into the storm.
, transformed into the power of the storm.
At this time, the only one who can save Su Yang is himself.
Two magical fingers suddenly appeared in front of the sword of the man in white, just as they should have appeared in this position, no more, no less, impartially, clamping the sword's edge.
Su Yang retreated hastily, because he knew very well that he could not hold this sword, his two fingers were not Lu Xiaofeng's fingers, and the sword of the man in white was not the sword just now.
There was murderous intent in this sword, and it was the only time the man in white had murderous intent since his appearance.
This is a real killing sword!
Su Yang remained motionless and retreated flatly backwards, but the man in white was advancing, and so was his sword!
There was a sneer, like the sound of metal friction, and a ball of sparks even flew between the fingers and the sword blade.
The blade of the sword was close to Su Yang's hands, jumped two inches, and pierced into Su Yang's chest.
Standing still at the same time as the man in white, Su Yang lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief. The ancient long sword was inserted into his chest and heart.
The sword has no grooves and no blood has flowed out yet, but the point where the sword penetrates is where the heart is.
"You, you..." Su Yang's face was as pale as gold, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the man in white and murmured: "I understand, your purpose of coming here is to kill me!" (To be completed.)
Continued..)
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