It was already dusk, and the setting sun suddenly emerged from the vast clouds.
That sunset, that cloud, so red.
When the sunset is hottest, it is about to disappear.
But what about people? Is it the same for people?
These things Ximen Chuuxue never thinks about, nor do they need to think about it.
In life, there will always be some helpless sadness, why do you have to think so much? What can I do after thinking so much?
He knew that there must be someone now who would fight him for a lifetime with a sword he had never seen before.
Moreover, that sword technique was definitely something he had never seen before, and that life and death would happen in an instant.
This is definitely not just a hunch.
Ximen blows the snow and crosses the rivers and lakes with swords.
In twenty years, he has been born to death how many times, but he is still alive.
These are not only his swordsmanship as gods, but more importantly, he has one thing in common with those swordsmen and hero killers who are proud of the rivers and lakes!
That is, they all have a premonition that is almost god-like, and that premonition is indescribable.
Only once, for so long, only once, he felt like death.
That was when he was fighting against Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, he felt the breath of death.
At that time, he even arranged for Sun Xiuqing and the child in her belly as if he had arranged for funerals.
At that time, he felt that he was not going to fight, but going to death. Tragic.
At that time, it was involuntary.
Because in the arena, either you kill or someone kills you.
If you want to survive, you must be stronger than your opponent, and you will not be killed if you kill the opponent.
But for Ye Gucheng, he did not have such a certainty.
If Ye Gucheng's sword was not accepted by his heart, can his sword be completely resisted by himself?
The result is unpredictable.
Because, even if his heart is not sincere, his sword is still like a heaven and earth.
This time, he felt such pressure again, but this pressure was different from Ye Gucheng.
His attitude towards himself was already indifferent.
The life and death of the battle is not important.
Watching the sword with the eyes, watching the heart with the sword, and uniting the sword with the heart.
This time, he traveled thousands of miles, fasted and bathed, and came to the top of this mountain.
This time he was not for anyone, but for an appointment.
Make an appointment at this place, at this time.
He didn't know who the person who asked him was.
But the person who dares to ask him must be a very important person, and that person has absolute self-confidence.
Most importantly, that person must have complete confidence in his strength and sword.
No one can imagine this.
What kind of person would it be to be Ximen Chuuxue's opponent?
auzw.com Who is he? Why do you want to make an appointment with Ximen Chuuxue, who has never survived and has never been defeated?
Ximen Chuuxue is practicing a sword for killing people. When the sword is out, it will be stained with blood.
No sword, it's either himself or the opponent's snow.
It's just that so far, his shots were only clamped in Lu Yang's hands, and no blood was seen.
In front of Lu Xiaofeng, he hasn't made a move yet.
Therefore, everyone who has used his sword now has fallen under his sword.
Because Ximen Chuuxue is the **** of the rivers and lakes, he has never been defeated.
The red glow was first revealed, as red as the rouge on the shy girl's face.
This is so red as blood under the sword of an enemy.
A person is slowly walking up the top of the mountain along the steep mountain road.
If he is climbing up lightly, or climbing up, that person is not an opponent worthy of attention.
However, the man walked up slowly.
He walks very slowly and slowly, the degree of slowness is like a husband who is afraid of his wife coming home late at night.
Lightly and slowly, he walked carefully into his wife's boudoir, for fear of making a little noise.
I want to take off my shoes and leave no sound.
But this person who walked up slowly was wearing an absolutely heavy boot.
It can be concluded that there is absolutely no other person in this world wearing heavier boots than his.
Because he actually wore a pair of iron boots! They are iron boots made of pure iron!
If an experienced blacksmith is here, let him estimate the weight of the iron boots most conservatively.
Then he will definitely say that each pair of iron boots will weigh at least as much as a thigh of the fattest man.
Such a weight is difficult to estimate, because it is impossible for a fat man to remove his legs and weigh it.
But at least it should be over 13 or 4 catties.
Counting the lowest, 13 catties, one leg 13 catties, two legs 26 catties, wearing a pair of iron boots weighing 26 catties.
Many people will have a sound when wearing very light and thin shoes, and a heavier shoe will even sound like thunder.
The most important thing is that the person is still climbing and traversing extremely steep mountain roads.
Moreover, that person is a super fat man!
At this point, it must be noticed.
However, the big fat man wearing a pair of super iron boots climbed from the flat ground to the top of this high mountain.
His footsteps can even be lighter than a late husband, and lighter than a little girl who is going to the kitchen to steal food!
That man was tall, big, and fat, but he was as light as a butterfly.
The man's head was very fat, his ears were like fans, and he was pretty, with a smile on his face.
He looks like a Maitreya Buddha.
However, although his smile is like Maitreya Buddha, it is terrifying Maitreya Buddha.
If it is someone who knows his fame, he would rather see a hundred ghosts than to meet him.
But Ximen Chuuxue didn't look back at that person.
In his heart, in this world, apart from Lu Yang and Lu Xiaofeng, perhaps there is really no one worth seeing. ..
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