Chapter 122 Brother, see each other in blood and tears

The two seemed to see each other for the first time, and as if they hadn't seen each other for several years. The swords and shadows were inseparable, and the two swords reflected each other like spiritual snakes.

Two swords, wrapped around each other, endlessly approaching. But it can't break the opponent's defense line.

It seems that both of them are testing each other and have no useful strength. It seems that neither of them want to hurt each other.

Is it...

There is no choice but to fall.

It seems that Yan has returned from acquaintance.

The feeling of familiarity arises spontaneously.

Zix looked at the white figure in the dust in the distance, and the sound of white clothes.

And Qingyu's gray figure, under his thin shoulders, is stubborn and impeccable.

The wind is rising and the sword is roaring.

I don't know if the Yellow River is roaring.

It is not the Yellow River, not the water, not the rivers, lakes and seas.

is the sound of the sword, breaking through the sky, nine heavens, as if the sound of gods is about to come. The two god-like men fought so much that they could not be divided into each other.

Two people who seem to be enemies at birth are 500 moves when they meet.

At this point, 500 moves have been made.

It seems that they are still strong, but they have obvious asthma.

All the people of Tianfumen held their breath and looked at this shocking decisive battle. They had never picked up the doorkeeper playing so happily and happily.

They have long been used to the momentum of the doorkeeper. If it is a must-kill enemy, they will never give the enemy a chance to breathe. If they are friends, they will never pester too much, just give a little guidance.

So who is this person?

"Murong Autumn?? It's him. Why did he come back?

A brother of ignorant Tianfumen shouted,

"Is the doorman going to kill him? Why don't you do it quickly?"

Old Jin frowned,

"No, there is no smell of death, a strange feeling."

Old Silver also nodded,

"Yes, no, not that feeling"

What did Murong Qiu come back for? Did he think he took advantage of it? Did he think he could defeat Qingyu?

Zix stared at the white figure and muttered something in his mouth.

Xiong Kun remembered Qingyu's words and died. But this man in white gave him a different feeling, unlike Murong Qiu, and he also learned to look at a person with his feelings.

After six and a half stops,

"No, no, no, he's not. He's not Murong Qiu, he's not."

Yes, if he is Murong Qiuqiu, why didn't he take action just now? When he was contemporating the forest, it would not be better to provoke the dispute between Tianfumen and the murderer of the blood wolf and get the benefits of the fisherman from it. Why do he come back now?

Yes, if he is Murong Qiu, why not take advantage of the night, because he thought he could deceive Qingyu, stop six, Xiong Kun, the second old gold and silver and the bloody wolf murderer at night, hoping to seek greater benefits.

But he failed. So he had to leave.

So who is the person in front of him?

He is the same as Murong Qiuqiu, with the same figure, the same body, and the same eyebrows. Who is he? Why does Qingyu seem to be very familiar with him? Why did the leader Qingyu fight more than 500 moves with him and not subdue him?

There was a fog in Zhiliu's eyes, and the flexible eyes in Zhiliu kept staying on the body of the man in white. His fingers trembled slightly and his body shook violently.

He pointed to the man in white and shouted tremblingly.

"Murong Qiushui!!!!!"

"Murong...Autumn Water"

"Murong Qiushui, you are Murong Qiushui!!"

At the same time, the man in white stopped, and Qingyu stopped, and the two of them had two swords. Two men with peerless light skills landed at the same time, two swords and two famous swords, one of which was an ancient divine sword. Hold the sword diagonally with your right hand in a 45-degree position on the side.

The reflection, two swords, two people, how handsome and arrogant.

I'm afraid that there are only two men in the sunset, and these two swords are still Shining.

At that moment, it seemed that the world was still.

Zix held his breath, and the surroundings were terrible.

The brothers of Tianfumen also did not make a sound at all, and only heard the calm breathing of the two men in the scene.

500 moves, 500 moves of swords, can still breathe so calmly.

Are they playing games?

Why can the state of mind reach this level?

The second old man of gold and silver was shocked again.

Time stopped, and the picture was fixed in that second.

This second of brilliance instantly magnified in Zhiliu's eyes. His mind seemed to have entered a long time ago and returned to reality in an instant.

There was no expression on Qingyu's face, and there was no smile at the corners of his mouth. His eyes just lowered slightly. I don't know what he was looking at. Anyway, he didn't look at the man opposite him, but just stayed on his sword and stayed on the other party's sword.

The man in white had a cold expression and stared forward without focus, but did not look at Qingyu.

Many people can't help laughing. The two sides of the war, no matter the enemy, no matter the friend, no matter how much hatred they have to look at each other's movements in order to react best. But the two of them, two people, two swords are like two pieces of wood, motionless.

For a long time.

"Good swordsmanship."

"You too"

"The peak of the nine-star sword guard?"

"Five-star sword guard?"

"Has the ethereal sword been practiced to perfection?"

"The wind and snow dragon is good."

"You are fast. When you leave, you are just the peak of Jianbo." There is still no expression on Qingyu's face. As if he wanted to cooperate with the other party's indifference, and the other party did not have a smile. He wanted to give the other party fairness and respect for the other party at the same time.

The corners of the man in white's mouth**,

"Will I still have you as a ghost?"

Qing Yu finally smiled and remained motionless.

"That woman didn't embarrass you?"

A bright light flashed in the eyes of the man in white. Qingyu could see it, but he couldn't see it himself

"Why did she embarrass me?"

Qing Yu was stunned,

"Is this the reason why you upgrade so fast?"

The man in white nodded. He didn't need to say more, and Qingyu would naturally understand. He doesn't have to do any more actions or make any expressions. Qingyu has already understood it all.

After a long time, the voice of the man in white still blew out like a cold wind,

"You went down to the slaughterhouse?"

"Yes"

"Is everything wrong?"

"I almost died"

A trace of cold light flashed in the eyes of the man in white,

"Is there such a thing?"

"Yes"

"Who is the other party?"

"Swordsman Shark East."

The man in white took a breath,

"Zhiru and Xiong Kun, are you okay?"

"There is no danger."

"Is there any danger?"

"Yes."

"Have you received so many people?"

Qing Yu said with a smile,

"Yes, I also established Tianfu Gate, and I am the master of the door. Zhiliu and Xiong Kun are the leaders.

The man in white finally has a little expression on the corners of his mouth,

"Then what am I?"

Qing Yu laughed,

"Do you want this seat for the doorkeeper?"

The man in white collects his sword and returns to the sheath.

"I can't afford to sit down."

"Haha..."

Zhi Liu ran to the man in white crazily, and Xiong Kun also expected something ordinary. This guy, this man in white gave them a completely different feeling from Murong Autumn, and he had the same appearance as Murong Autumn.

He also said so many words with Qingyu. Qingyu rarely said so many words to the enemy, and he did not take down the enemy within 500 moves, which would be strange to everyone.

Zix's crazy movements and crazy running, he doesn't know what his heart is at this moment. He just knew that in his heart, he was very happy and happier than ever before. He was happier than Murong He's earnest regret when he died. He is very happy.

Xiong Kun is also very excited. He is really excited, not only because he went to a fake one, but also because this guy named Murong Qiushui hasn't seen him for a long time. How much has he suffered? Is he the same as himself?

"Murong Qiushui!!!"

"Murong...Autumn Water!!! Roar"

"What, it's really the brother of the door owner. Welcome the door owner's brother, Murong Qiushui."

Murong Qiushui's performance is no less than that of Murong Qiushui's performance when he first appeared, but Murong Qiushui gave them a momentum that can be relaxed and given them a gentle feeling. Not only because of the peace of mind given to them by Qing Yu, but also because Murong's autumn water and Murong's autumn momentum are completely different.

"Murong Qiushui, do you know that the old ghost Muronghe is dead?" Zhi Liu said,

But I didn't find that Murong Qiushui's face did not laugh as wildly as Murong Qiu, but faintly,

"It doesn't matter if he dies, it's also a relief."

Qingyu nodded. This is Murong Qiushui, not the crazy Murong Qiuqiu. Although the two brothers are compatriots, why is there such a big difference in their personalities? This is entirely due to the growth of the future. This is not born, absolutely not born.

"The prisoners of the slaughter village were formed by us and established the Tianfu Gate. The door owner is Qingyu. You don't know that Qingyu monopolized two swordsmen, and one killed the swordsman Shark East and fought for his life."

Murong Qiushui looked at Qingyu,

"Thank you for your hard work, doorkeeper."

Qing Yu laughed,

"You boy, don't make fun of me. Don't learn from Xiong Kun and Zhi Liu.

"Murong Qiushui, how are you doing?" Qingyu said such a sentence after a long time. Let Zhiliu, Xiong Kun can't believe his ears. Qingyu is also a person who likes this kind of amorous feelings, which is really unbelievable.

Murong Qiushui stared at Qingyu,

"I'm doing well. At least there is no life-and-death crisis, but..."

Qing Yu waved his hand and motioned him not to say any more. He knew that Murong Qiushui was an extremely face-threate person. It was extremely difficult for him to say a sensational word. It was better not to let him say it.

Qingyu laughed and said,

"We have the help of two senior swordsmen. Come on, let me introduce you. This is Elder Jingou, and that is Elder Yin Mang.

I saw the second old man Jin Yin coming forward.