52 clusters of water, west wind

Xia Gulin has always hated it.

He doesn't hate his master for making such a judgment on himself.

He doesn't hate his brother for making sacrifices to protect himself without authorization.

He only hates himself.

He vowed to get rid of his previous problems and be a real good man.

He has become calm, old-fashioned, and his swordsmanship is a rare opponent in today's world.

He, Xia Gulin, is the head of the six princes, black and white, and all the six sects bow down to him--

The arrogant heroes are the king of the world!

He is no longer the hot-blooded teenager who killed Shu Mountain with a bronze sword.

Even if it is the power that orders the world.

The fate of the person who sacrificed for him cannot be restored.

"Brother."

Since he has changed.

He would not point his sword at him to force him to leave the demon clan as before.

"I won't give you the ghost hunting page."

"It's okay not to give it. Step, Qing, Yao... I will find these three people before they die. Yan Lixi really planned to do so, "Yao Ling, it's likely to be soul hunting, right?"

The two looked up at the bubbles flying over their heads.

"I stayed at the distance. Xiao Fengchuan, I just want to thank him for cooking for Xinyi.

"What if I want to take them away?"

"Then, draw the sword in your hand."

"Bum--"

Huge bubbles fell in front of Xia Gulin and Yan Lixi, stirring up bursts of smoke and dust.

"Xiao Fengchuan! Get up, you're pressing on me!"

"Wow, your bubble is really strong enough. It hasn't been broken when it falls from such a high place..."

The two quickly regained their seriousness from the fight. Outside the bubble, Yan Lixi and Xia Gulin were staring at them with strange eyes.

This one in white is Yan Lixi.

His eyes are cold but not evil.

His posture is elegant but not resolute.

He is definitely a handsome man...

The brothers are so handsome, this...

"Let's play a game, and the winning party has the right to decide their fate."

This is the end of the brother's previous chat.

Next, it is the confrontation between the demon lord and Mr. Zhushui with a sword.

Yao Ling's heart has been raised to his throat.

He remembered what Wu Lingchun said. Xia Gulin drew his sword so fast that ordinary people couldn't see it at all.

If you can't see anything, isn't it a waste of this precious opportunity to watch the battle!

Yao Ling has come up with a way.

It is with the help of the bubbles that trap her and Fengchuan.

Yulan Mufang is a "slow" spell in the water system.

Watching inside the bubble should be able to slow down the speed outside a little.

Yao Ling was so nervous that he lay on the inner wall of the bubble.

Because Xia Gulin's hand has been held on the scabbard. He pushed the sword grid with his thumb.

Wait a minute, sword grid?

Everyone knows that the water sword has no sword grid...

Is it possible that this is actually a duel between a peerless master using a bronze sword?

No, it's not right, that light.

The part where the sword was slightly pushed out of the scabbard.

It's like in the dark night sky, the devil suddenly opened his eyes slightly raised from the corners of his eyes with a ferocious smile!

This feeling is like...

When I first saw Xia Gulin.

The eyes are as sharp as the blood moon, and the look is as cold as the sun. The sharpness of the sword, the awe-inspiringness of the sword, the arrogance of the sword, and the king of the sword in the world. Only a sword can have such temperament.

West Wind Sword.

As soon as the west wind comes out, the world is desolate. In heaven and earth, I am the only one.

When Yao Ling first saw Xia Gulin, he felt that he was like a west wind sword.

And I didn't find the feeling of a cluster of water in him...

Yao Ling always thought that her intuition about the sword was wrong.

But today...but today...

Xia Gulin drew his sword very slowly.

However, he didn't do this to let Yao Ling see what his sword looked like.

He is trying to make his opponent see clearly.

This dark green sword.

It was pulled out little by little.

The dark light is so obscure that people can't open their eyes.

It seems that it sees the sun as soon as it sees it. The breath between heaven and earth began to be slightly disordered.

Yao Ling pressed the flowing clouds around his waist to urge the snow.

"Feng, Fengchuan, is your sword... okay?"

Yao Ling has been in a cold sweat.

"It's okay."

Fengchuan pressed Yaoling's shoulder to comfort her not to be nervous.

Both of them know what the next confrontation will be.

Xia Gulin's sword was completely displayed in front of them.

Calm as a dark night. It is as vast as the underworld.

It's as bleak as autumn frost. Killing like the west wind!

It's the west wind!

How...how could this happen...

Xia Gulin, the son of Zhushui, the representative of martial arts justice, his sword turned out to be the west wind...

Such a ferocious sword.

The sword of evil spirit.

The sword of killing.

The distant spirit sat on the ground and looked up at the king holding the sword.

His people and sword have become one...

There is no doubt about it.

If the owner of the west wind is actually Xia Gulin...

So what is Yan Lixi's sword?

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In the 64th year of the Celestial Empire.

Shushan sword fairy floating real-life apprentice, Yan Lixi and Xia Gulin, through the many tests of the sword casting master Xiangshuo in Tangxi, became the masters of the famous sword west wind and the cluster of water.

It is well known that Yan Lixi is the master of the demon clan and belongs to the evil way;

Xia Gulin is the head of the sixth son and is the right way.

Naturally, everyone has to acquiesce that the west wind fierce sword belongs to demons, and the clustered gentleman sword belongs to justice.

Everyone is wrong.

Yan Lixi and Xia Gulin, a pair of brothers who were misread.

"Brother."

The green wind quietly surrounded the sword body of the West Wind Sword and slowly wrapped around Xia Gulin's arm.

"Without distractions, let's have a real duel."

"A decisive battle, victory or defeat."

Wind! The strong wind rushed to all directions with the west wind sword as the source, and for a moment it was filled with Yan Lixi's white robe sleeves; the brown Xinyi flower petals flew all over the sky, and the tree shook the house shook, and the bubbles that imprisoned Yaoling and Fengchuan were also blown into the sky together!

Xia Gulin hasn't put out his sword yet. He is just - he is accumulating strength!

No, it is--

Just when Yao Ling and Feng Chuan thought that Xia Gulin's power was not over, he had already rushed to Yan Lixi with a sword.

The blade wrapped around the wind and sand slid to his throat...

"Ding."

The quiet light like the moonlight dissipated with Yan Lixi's wide sleeves.

He gently opened Xia Gulin's first blow while drawing his sword, and Xia Gulin's body drifted back in the wind.

The moon-like slender sword.

is a cluster of water.

Yan Lixi is the owner of Zhushui.

His whole body was shrouded in soft water light like a sword light.

The title of Mr. Zhushui seems to be more appropriate for him...

But isn't it time to think about this, is Yan Lixi going to fight back?

"The trick that Yan Lixi just used to block is called floating rain and light dust. It is different from the light and delicate characteristics of the clustered water sword. Instead, it focuses on power. He seems to be waiting for Brother Xia to break this trick..."

Long-range attack.

Fengchuan clenched his fist.

If you use a long-range attack, you must make a big move... Will Xia Gulin use a big move so soon?

The west wind sword roared and brushed Yan Lixi's right ear.

Fengchuan guessed wrong.

As the water swords were raised high, the wind swept the crystal raindrops and blocked Xia Gulin's body!

I know that this kind of positive attack will be opened by the rain and light dust, why do you still want to...

"Whew."

The sword that had already deviated from the target, and Xia Gulin's flying body turned in the air.

The Xifeng Sword stabbed Yan Lixi again along a strange trajectory!

It turned out that... Xia Gulin took advantage of the wind's battlefield environment to change the track of the sword and once again launched an attack on Yan Lixi!

The two people who watched the battle breathed a sigh of relief.

The rain and light dust have been broken.

Xia Gulin landed gently like the remnants of leaves in the wind.

After the last confrontation with Zhi Feiyuan, his speed was much faster.

This method of using weathering into one's own speed was also learned in the last battle...

His black figure was stained with an invincible murderous spirit in the obscure west wind.

Yan Lixi's deep eyes are also shown in the frozen sword body.

Two people rushed to each other at the same time--

The clear water color and turbid ink color stir the sky and the earth even darker.

I don't see the sun.

When the two swords were about to collide, Fengchuan subconsciously covered Yaoling's ears.

The cluster of water that seems to melt when it touches the water and merges with the rivers;

and the strong wind that destroys everything, it seems to be so sharp that it doesn't need a blade.

They slowly touch each other.

The sword gas collides and rubs, emitting the sound of an electric current that can explode at any time.

The cold sword light shone on their faces.

The ice-like sword body reflects the dark green murderous atmosphere, like a green forest.

If the continuous power breaks out during this period, I'm afraid half of the mountain will be destroyed!

But Yan Lixi doesn't seem to let this happen.

Because here, he is still sleeping with his lover who goes to another world.

The two swords shook gently like the candlelight of the night and quickly opened.

It's a sound that sounds like crystal fragmentation.

came from... Yan Lixi's sword!

There is a very fine crack on the clustered water sword - but it is a crack that can be recognized by the naked eye!

Is it the trauma of the west wind just now?

No, it's impossible...

The power of the cluster of water is slightly inferior to the west wind, but it will never be cracked...

"It's 'Eat' swordsmanship..."

Yao Ling sighed gently.

Swordsmanship.

As Xiang Shuo, the swordsmith said, the sword under the west wind grade will be destroyed as long as it is put together.

Because the west wind itself has the characteristics of "eclipse". You must be more careful when you fight against it, otherwise it will break if it is light and break if it is heavy.

What should I do with the water sword now?

There is no room for cracks on the sword. The next wave of attacks from the west wind has come!

"Bum!"

The leaves are flying in the place where Yan Lixi is standing. Didn't he dodge?

The leaves have not yet fallen, and a piece of ice-like sword tip has been stretched out!

Xia Gulin retreated back.

The tip of the sword has been sent to his heart.

He stretched out his hand - caught the blade -

Catch the blade of the water with bare hands!

Does he want to melt the power of water with his bare hands?

This is impossible! If there is a west wind sword that can be fought empty-handed, the palm of the hand has been cut off by the cluster of water before it has accumulated power!

"Bang."

Yaoling can never imagine what an incredible thing will happen next.

Countless crystal moon-like fragments, stained with bright red blood, fell from Xia Gulin's wrist.

His hands maintained a beautiful posture of holding a sword. Looking from afar, it was like a osmanthus floating with moon-like petals.

Quiet as rain. Sprinkle on the earth.

The cluster of water sword was broken by Xia Gulin's bare hands.

Yan Lixi held a lonely sword handle in his hand.

The ground is full of flowers.

This...is impossible...

The cluster water is a famous sword of Tangxi. How can it be so easy to be...

Or, Xia Gulin is too powerful...

Tears flashed in Yuanling's eyes.

She felt that Fengchuan was equally sad.

Sad for the death of a famous sword.

Maybe for the sake of the two of them, it will be delivered to the fate of the demon clan...

The two people in the duel were surprisingly calm.

"I was wondering for a long time why the cluster of water could not surpass the rice sword and become the sharpest sword."

Xia Gulin's eyes stayed on the hilt of the sword. "It's really not as sharp as the rice sword, and it's not as strong as it."

Interestingly, it is not that the cluster of water swords was rejected by Xia Gulin.

But what happened next.

There was no regret in Yan Lixi's eyes, sadness, or even a touch.

He held the hilt of the sword and waved it to Xia Gulin--

"Dang!"

The west wind sword grid blocks the air!

It's strange that there is nothing on the hilt of the sword, but it is still wrestling with the west wind!