The red leaves are dancing in the west wind, and the wind is very strong.
Under the waterfall, beside the maple forest, on a huge rock in the rapids, a man in white stood like a lone crane.
His clothes are as white as snow, and his hair is also like snow flying in the west wind.
He has silver hair on his temples, but there is not even a single wrinkle on his face, and it is impossible to tell how old he is. His cheeks are high, his cheeks are sharp, his face is cold and solemn, and his skin is like dead fish. There was no trace of blood, and the lips were no exception, as if they had been frozen, showing a strange lead-white color.
The weirdest thing is his eyes.
Those eyes were narrow and long, and they were completely white, like ice and stone, as if they had solidified.
In his left hand, he held a veritable long sword that was more than seven feet long.
Youdao is one inch long and one inch strong, but the sword is seven feet long and even unsheathing it is a big problem.
This man used such a long sword. If he hadn't been pretentious and pretending to be amazing, he would have drawn the sword as fast as lightning, and his swordsmanship would have been unique and extraordinary.
The rapids hit the boulders, water droplets splashed, the west wind blew quickly, and the maple leaves all over the mountain flew down like a rain of blood.
The clothes are dancing in the wind, scattered and flying, and everything in the world seems to be in motion.
Only the man in white remained motionless, as if he had become one with the boulder. From a distance, he looked like a still mass of smoke.
When the wind blows, it seems to be scattered into thousands of strands.
His eyes were always wide open, and they were as lifeless as ice and stone, with no energy at all.
No one could have imagined that a pair of eyes like this could emit light as sharp as lightning.
With a flash of his eyes, the figure of the man in white also moved. There was a sound of the silk cracking through the air, and the man shot out like lightning!
The scabbard of the seven-foot sword was also three feet shorter.
The scabbard was not broken, but it sank three feet straight into the stone. At the same time, the figure of the man in white shot straight into the air, and the sword was unsheathed. The man and the sword instantly formed a flying rainbow, which shot three feet away and danced in the west wind. red leaves!
The sword was seven feet long, and the distance of three feet was reached in an instant. The tip of the sword penetrated through the red leaf, and penetrated the green edge three feet!
That red leaf was just an ordinary leaf. The sword was so fast that the red leaf was not blown away by the sword wind. There is only one explanation - the sword was too fast!
So before the red leaf was blown away by the sword wind, it had already been stabbed and penetrated by the sword tip!
The sword penetrated three feet and was suddenly withdrawn. When the sword edge completely came out of the leaf, the figure of the man in white had already flown back to the torrent and landed in the air!
His feet were balanced, standing exactly where they were. His right hand was still holding the sword hilt, but the sword was sheathed.
His sharp gaze also disappeared, and he stood still as before, as if nothing had happened.
The wind is still blowing fiercely, and the red leaf is still flying in the strong wind.
At this time, a voice suddenly blew over with the wind, saying: "It's only been three months, and Li Tanhua's swordsmanship has improved so much unexpectedly!" The soft voice seemed to be very far away, but also seemed to be very close at hand. Where he landed, a person swept through the forest tops like the wind and landed on the bank of the rapids. His figure was as graceful and light as a fallen leaf.
He was tall and thin, dressed in gray clothes, and looked like half a withered bamboo.
Before his body fell in the air, he reached out with his claw-like right hand and held the red leaf between his index and middle fingers.
The red leaf was not moved by his figure. He landed on the ground without making any sound, just like a piece of flying catkins, floating quietly on the ground.
Before landing, every muscle on his body seemed to be moving. Only when he landed did the movement stop, and this person made people feel real.
He seemed to be very old, with countless wrinkles on his face and gray and sparse hair.
Li Dingtian watched him land on the ground and then said: "How about your skill?"
The man in gray smiled and raised his hand, and the red leaf flew out from between his index and middle fingers, flying in the air!
In real time, there was a flash of cold light at dozens of points, and the red leaf that had just taken flight fell again, falling towards a huge stone next to it. On top of it, seven or forty-nine purple-blue ox hair-like steel needles were inserted!
A gorgeous woman walked out of the maple forest at the same time, dressed in colorful clothes and colorful.
She seems to be quite old, but not too big. She has a moderate figure, a charming figure, and a charming look on her eyebrows and eyes.
She didn't walk very fast, but her waist was twisted very much. Her slender waist seemed to be broken at any time, but even though she was twisting like this, it never broke.
This is a bent-back step, and she is wearing a pony topknot. Looking at her, it is not difficult to think of the wife of Liang Ji of the Later Han Dynasty who was good at flattering and confounding all living beings.
One of her right hands was lightly brushing her hair, which was messed up by the strong wind.
Her slender hands, as smooth as mutton-fat white jade, are just as full of temptation as her appearance and body. If they hadn't witnessed it, who would have believed that the seven or forty-nine branches on the red leaf were bleeding and sealing their throats, seizing the soul. The poisonous needle that seduces the soul is actually issued from this hand?
As soon as he raised his hand, the poisonous hidden weapon shot out like a shower, as fast as coming from a mechanical spring. This method of releasing the hidden weapon was as incredible as the hidden weapon itself.
The man in gray clothes' eyes fell on the fallen leaf, and he suddenly sighed and said: "What a pity-" "What's a pity?"
The woman blinked and asked with a smile. Her laughter was as charming as her figure.
"Seven or forty-nine steel needles were all fired at a falling leaf, and none of them missed. This kind of hidden weapon technique, I believe no one can deny that it is a first-class hidden weapon technique." Li Dingtian's eyes were still on the fallen leaf. He went up and said: "But it's just a sigh. There is still a long way to go before reaching the ultimate state."
"What do you want to add?"
"Change!" Li Dingtian looked away from the fallen leaves and said: "Seven or forty-nine steel needles must contain at least seven kinds of changes."
“Are seven variations too many?”
"Not much -" the man in gray turned his gaze to the woman's face and said: "Before your hidden weapon hits, my body shape can change at least five times, but it is enough to dodge the hidden weapon you shoot. Give you a fatal blow."
"The name Li Tanhua of the Li family is indeed one that cannot be passed down by name."
"You, the Huang family, also refuse to give in!" Li Dingbai looked like a vulture: "At least, you have found me."
"We originally thought you were dead, but we didn't expect you to be alive and well, and living in such a remote place. Are you really difficult for us to find?"
"I was already dead." Li Dingtian sighed again and said, "But God won't let me die."
"So you won't die."
"Yes!"
"I'm looking for you to kill you."
Li Dingtian asked: "Do you think you can kill me?"
"I don't have the ability, so I have to leave it to Brother Huang."
Li Dingtian's eyes on the stone shot out a cold light like lightning again, and suddenly asked: "Is it up to you?"
"I, I'm not qualified either." Huang Lang, a man from the Huang family, said with a smile. To be honest, he would never go to those who are not at the same level unless he is completely sure.
