[Lu Xiaofeng] Blindness

Lu Xiaofeng understood his subtext, but before he could speak, he felt someone approaching from a distance, it was a very beautiful girl.

"Emei Four Shows."

With both swords in hand, Sun Xiuqing looked at Lu Xiaofeng coldly.

She hadn't found that person for four years. In fact, she had already given up hope. This time, she followed Master down the mountain, originally thinking it was just an ordinary task.

But she didn't expect that this trip would not only fulfill her four-year wish, but also bring her great sorrow.

"Why did you ask Ximen Chuuxue to challenge my master?"

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly had a headache, he never wanted to quarrel with women, and he didn't like to do anything to women.

"Don't you know that the leader of Qingyi Building is Dugu Yihe?"

Ximen Chuuxue walked alone under the moon, since he promised Lu Xiaofeng this matter, he naturally had to promise.

Lu Xiaofeng begged him to kill someone, and the head of Emei sent Dugu Yihe.

This is indeed an extremely powerful opponent, so strong that even he is not very sure, but so what?

Ximen Chuuxue believed in himself even more.

The moonlight is blurred and bright.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly stopped in his tracks, because he saw a person under the cold night.

Ximen Chuixue took a few steps forward and said, "Ye Gucheng."

Ye Gucheng turned around, Han Xing's eyes fell on him, with indescribable vigor.

"You want to fight Dugu Yihe?"

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were as bright as the cold light on a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed, and then his eyes fell on Ye Gucheng's hand.

Perfect, slender, like jade, no matter what angle you look at it, you can't pick out any flaws. The round nails are neatly trimmed. At this moment, the hand is pressed on the hilt of the sword.

"Yes." Ximen Chuuxue said again: "Have you finished your business?"

Ye Gucheng and him had just arrived in the Central Plains, they had already separated, he first went back to Wanmei Villa, and then went to find Lu Xiaofeng, but he didn't know and didn't ask about Ye Gucheng's whereabouts.

A slight smile appeared on the pale and cold face, but it disappeared quickly, as if it were an illusion.

"kindness."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, and answered Ye Gucheng's previous question: "Yes, I have promised Lu Xiaofeng."

Lu Xiaofeng would ask Ximen Chuuxue for help, most likely to kill someone.

Ye Gucheng was speechless for a moment, as both swordsmen, he understood Ximen Chuuxue's current state far better than Lu Xiaofeng, Dugu Yihe had already reached the realm of internal and external skills, if Ximen Chuuxue made a move, the chances of winning were not great.

But he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't say anything. Since Ximen Chuuxue had already agreed, he would never change it. They were both men who valued credibility very much.

"I will win." Ximen Chuuxue said softly, "I will never die for the Flying Immortal who has not really taken over the city lord."

Ye Gucheng smiled.

"it is good."

The two nodded to each other, then one turned to the left, the other turned to the right, and passed each other.

Burning incense and bathing, and then changing into a new set of white clothes, he has fasted for three days.

This time, the person he wants to challenge is Dugu Yihe, the head of Emei. It is impossible for someone as famous as him to refuse the challenge of others, even if this person is called Ximen Chuuxue.

Fighting is inevitable.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly thought of Ye Gucheng and his incomparably stunning Flying Immortal.

The next moment, the sword was already in hand, and the time for the battle was almost here.

Dugu Yihe has been famous for a long time, even before Ximen Chuuxue was born, he was already a first-class master in the world, but even so, he was extremely cautious when facing Ximen Chuuxue, because that person was Ximen Chuuxue, who had never been born. The undefeated Ximen Chuuxue.

Huo Tianqing's expression was indifferent, he wanted to make a move but he didn't have this chance, his martial arts had a great restraint effect on Dugu Yihe, so he was not afraid of Dugu Yihe, but Ximen Chuuxue was different, even he could have a quick sword with that hand. Don't dare to try your edge lightly.

In spotless white clothes, with a face as pale as snow, the cold and solemn man stood upright, staring coldly at his opponent.

Dugu Yihe is already very old, but his back is still straight, only the wrinkles on his face of different shades make him look old.

"If I lose, you will be famous all over the world."

Ximen Chuuxue didn't answer, he wasn't someone who cared about fame, not to mention that the name Ximen Chuuxue might not be as famous as Dugu Yihe.

The sword has been drawn, Dugu Yihe's sword is very broad and bright.

The most important thing is that his swordsmanship is also very good, the strong and fierce swordsmanship and swordsmanship have been integrated into one.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were very bright, he looked at his moves, the blood in his heart was ignited by the fighting spirit, Qi Qi 49's fast swords had already come out, Dugu Yihe blocked his sword, but he didn't feel relaxed .

During this period, Ximen Chuuxue had seen his flaws, but he had no chance of killing him with one blow.

Physical strength and internal strength are constantly being consumed, it is a very unwise choice to compete in internal strength with someone like Dugu Yihe whose internal strength has reached the peak, so Ximen Chuuxue's only chance is in the last ten moves.

Since the flaw is useless, then directly fight for life and death.

Ximen Chuuxue will not leave a way for anyone, even himself, so since he did not die, he must not have been defeated.

Dugu Yihe's expression was not pretty, because he didn't want to die, fear of death is a common feature of human beings, no matter how old he is, it can't change this.

He didn't have the courage to die with Ximen Chuuxue, so he withdrew.

It is really not a wise move to retreat in the face of Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship. When Dugu Yihe understood this, Ximen Chuuxue's sword had already reached his eyes.

Dugu Yihe's pupils shrank, but his swordsmanship suddenly became sharp and decisive. He finally understood that facing Ximen Chuuxue, only by killing the opponent thoroughly can he keep himself. It's either you die or I live. It is the ruthless swordsmanship that has made Ximen Chuuxue's fearsome reputation in the Jianghu.

So now, when he stabbed that sword without turning back, everything has been left behind by him, only the light of that sword.

Dugu Yihe had already fallen, and Ximen Chuuxue knelt on one knee, supporting most of his body weight with his sword.

His injuries were serious, even though Dugu Yihe had lost strength in the end, the sword had pierced his ribs, blood stained his white clothes, but Ximen Chuuxue stood up quickly, his back still straight.

After finally getting rid of Sun Xiuqing, Lu Xiaofeng who came in a hurry looked at the fallen Dugu Yihe, and at the blood at Ximen Chuuxue's feet, with a worried look on his face.

"You are hurt."

Ximen Chuuxue's expression remained unchanged, he looked at his wound, and calmly tapped acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

"I suddenly discovered that things may not be what I thought." Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly and told about Sun Xiuqing and the others being attacked.

"I have done what I promised you, and you can solve the rest by yourself."

This time, Lu Xiaofeng had no intention of opposing Ximen Chuuxue, because thinking of the battle just now, he was also very afraid, Ximen Chuuxue was found by him, if something happened to him, then he would never feel at ease.

Ximen Chuuxue turned around and was about to leave, but Lu Xiaofeng looked at his pale face, and froze, summoned up the courage to go forward to stop him, "I'm afraid you can't go out like this, there are many villains in this world who will add insult to injury."

"If you stop dawdling here, I'm already in a safe place."

Lu Xiaofeng froze, and wanted to say something, but found that someone was already looking here, wanting to see the final battle situation.

"Many people know about this battle."

"I'm not in the habit of publicizing duels."

"Dugu Yihe doesn't have this habit either, but his disciples may not." Without further ado, Lu Xiaofeng accompanied Ximen Chuuxue to leave. The traces of blood printed on the white clothes were very glaring. Lu Xiaofeng, who was silently smiling next to him, had no choice but to give up.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly raised his head, and there was also a person in white clothes watching him quietly in front of the window facing the street.

Lu Xiaofeng noticed his gaze and couldn't help raising his head, and saw a man with fierce sword energy who would never give up to Ximen Chuxue, with a sandalwood purple crown, double amber pupils, and a cold and lonely expression, such a dazzling person, in Lu Xiaofeng's mind Only one name came to mind.

——Feixian Island in the South China Sea, Lord of Baiyun City, Ye Gucheng.

Ximen Chuuxue was not surprised, he walked upstairs without hesitation, Ye Gucheng's eyes stopped on the bright red part of his body, and then he called for some instructions, clean clothes and medicines were brought up soon .

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Ye Gucheng and smiled, "Master Ye, I thought you would draw your sword when you met Ximen Chuuxue."

"It's been pulled out."

Lu Xiaofeng was startled, and couldn't help saying: "Then you..."

Ye Gucheng interrupted him coldly: "I didn't insist on winning or losing with him, but now I want to try your consonant finger."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword was out of its sheath.

When Ximen Chuuxue came back, he happened to see Lu Xiaofeng bitterly holding the teapot to fill himself with water, and Ye Gucheng put his sword back into its sheath.

He stepped forward to put the sword on the table, and took the water glass Ye Gucheng handed him.

"I was lucky enough to win." Ximen Chuuxue said bluntly.

Ye Gucheng frowned, and put down the cup in his hand.

"Dugu Yihe's swordsmanship is calm and majestic, with deep inner strength, fierce offensive and tight defense. If you want to win, you must be within thirty strokes."

"good."

"To control Dugu Yihe within thirty moves, I thought that no one could do it."

"I can't do it either."

"Oh?" Ye Gucheng said indifferently: "But you are the one who survives now."

"Because the point of this battle is not victory or defeat, but life and death, so only one move is enough."

"He died unjustly."

The two of them stopped talking.

But Lu Xiaofeng couldn't bear this silent indifference, so he asked Ximen Chuuxue: "Where are you going next?"

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at him, and said coldly, "Go back to Wanmei Villa to recuperate."

Lu Xiaofeng was a little guilty by his glance, and caused his friend to be seriously injured because of the trouble he caused, so he naturally has no right to say anything else.

The author has something to say: Well, I’m going to hang up Ximen Chuuxue.