Chapter two hundred and thirteen: two swords(1/2)
Xia Yunmo and Xie Xiaofeng sat opposite each other.
They are all legendary figures in the martial arts world, and their martial arts skills have reached the level of transformation.
As long as people with ears in the world, even if they don’t know who the emperor is today, they will never have heard of the names of these two people.
And everyone knows that today's decisive battle between Xia Yunmo and Divine Sword Villa is the most exciting battle in the martial arts world in the past century.
However, at this time, the two of them did not fight, but instead smiled, discussed their martial arts experiences, and appreciated the various martial arts.
Xia Yunmo learned a lot of things and was well-versed in martial arts. Looking at the entire world, I am afraid that no one can be more proficient than what he has learned.
Xie Xiaofeng is good at swordsmanship. When he was young, he also challenged swordsmen from various sects and was well-versed in swordsmanship. His martial arts realm is so profound that even Xia Yunmo dare not underestimate it.
Xia Yunmo and Xie Xiaofeng were discussing randomly at this moment, and they spoke nonsense. They were all thought-provoking.
Xie Xiaoyu and others listened carefully and did not dare to miss the slightest mistake.
They only felt that the conversation between the two was unfathomable, like listening to a book of heaven.
But occasionally one or two sentences can just relieve the doubts in my heart, and the dust in my heart in the past has been swept away.
Therefore, they all understood that the conversation in front of them was a rare opportunity in their martial arts path. Even if they could not understand and understand for the time being, they should still remember it firmly.
After talking for a while, Xie Xiaofeng carefully glanced at Xia Yunmo several times, with a look of wanting to speak but stopping.
Xia Yunmo couldn't help but say, "Thank you, if you want to ask, you might as well say it."
"Hold on."
Xie Xiaofeng turned his head and said to Jiazi behind him: "Go and help me take the two scrolls from the third grid in the room."
"yes."
The two scrolls were quickly sent over, and Xie Xiaofeng handed the scroll to Xia Yunmo.
Xia Yunmo unfolded the scroll straight away. On the first scroll was a young man with a handsome face and lightning eyes. The young man held a knife in one hand and a little girl with a pink and jade in the other hand.
There is an inscription on the left: The sword master Xia Yunmo.
The second painting is also a boy. The boy's white clothes are better than snow. He has a calm look that is not suitable for his age, and his eyes contain a sense of compassion.
This picture also has the inscription: Xia Yunmo, the owner of Minglou.
The people in these two pictures have exactly the same appearance, but their expressions and temperaments are slightly different.
Xie Xiaofeng exclaimed: "Everyone in the world shows that every once in a while, there will be a descendant in the sect walking around the world, and every descendant is Xia Yunmo. They look exactly the same. I originally thought it was spreading rumors, but I didn't believe it until I saw these two paintings."
"What you draw is really impressive."
Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "I am the third Xia Yunmo who is walking in the world. Doesn't Xie Zhuang believe it?"
"I really can't believe that someone's appearance will be exactly the same. But when I see you, I have to believe this rumor." Xie Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "After all, there is no immortality in the world. No one has experienced more than a hundred years, but his face remains unchanged."
Xia Yunmo said: "The ultimate martial arts may be able to live forever and be immortal."
"That's already beyond the scope of martial artists, and the gods are alive." Xie Xiaofeng said: "Of course, besides this, I have some certainty that the three Xia Yunmo are not the same person."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Demonic nature, an unparalleled demonic nature. The demonic nature in you is even more than that of the original Demon Sect leader."
Xie Xiaofeng looked at Xia Yunmo with his eyes tightly, and the light of wisdom flashed in his deep eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world: "But, you have firmly controlled your demonic nature. This is really incredible and unimaginable. However, if your demonic nature accidentally erupts one day, the entire world will suffer a catastrophe for it."
Xia Yunmo said lightly: "Demonic nature is human nature, or in other words, demonic nature infinitely magnifies human nature. As long as you grasp a degree, the so-called demonic nature will not cause damage, but will promote the development of martial arts."
There is indeed a terrifying demon in Xia Yunmo. This demon represents wanton and recklessness, indulge in love, and bloody killing...
And the magical origin of this stream is naturally Ding Peng's doll.
Xia Yunmo sensed the magic through the doll and used the method of practicing spiritual martial arts to continuously control and strengthen the magic.
Xia Yunmo was able to quickly practice the Ten Divine Arts of the Demon Sect, and this demonic nature naturally played a huge role.
"Demonic nature is human nature." Xie Xiaofeng murmured, as if he had some enlightenment.
Xia Yunmo stood up, his expression became solemn, and he said, "After going to gossip, it's time to do a serious matter."
Xie Xiaofeng sighed softly: "We must have a duel?"
Xia Yunmo said: "I have long wanted to see the famous Xie family sword technique."
Two divine lights bloomed in his eyes, burning with fierce battle.
Although the verbal conversation brought a lot of gains to Xia Yunmo.
But more things cannot be expressed in language, and only through fighting can we truly understand them.
"good."
Xie Xiaofeng agreed, and a layer of excitement flashed in his eyes: "I haven't held a sword for a long time, and I haven't fought with anyone for a long time."
Xie Xiaofeng is a swordsman who has reached the pinnacle. He has spent his whole life in the sword. The sword is his life and his soul.
Without the sword, he would be just an ordinary and weak old man.
But he hasn't taken a sword for a long time, and no one deserves to move it.
Today, there is finally an opponent.
"However, we can't duel here." Xie Xiaofeng's eyes turned to a corner of the yard, where there were two graves.
These two graves are ordinary, not even tombstones, only two small wooden signs are inserted on them.
"The tomb of Murong Qiudi is first."
"The tomb of his old friend Duke Yan Thirteen."
Although Xie Xiaofeng was invincible in the world, he was defeated by two people one after another.
He used two graves to warn himself that no matter how sharp his sword was, it was useless when he arrived here. Therefore, this place was called "Cangjianlu".
The tomb of the two was stabbed out. Once Xia Yunmo and Xie Xiaofeng fought with all their strength, it is very likely that the aftermath would affect these two tombs.
Of course, Xia Yunmo could see that Xie Xiaofeng didn't know that Yan Shisan was not dead.
Xia Yunmo said: "Okay, then where did you think the duel is?"
Xie Xiaofeng pointed his hand and said, "Cuiyun Peak."
Xia Yunmo said: "Okay."
Xie Xiaofeng said: "But before that, you have to wait for me."
Xia Yunmo said: "Oh, why?"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "Because, I have to find my sword."
When he reached Xie Xiaofeng's realm, there was no need to hold a sword in his hand. Anything that could be a sword in his hand could be a sword.
But his opponent is Xia Yunmo.
When masters fight, every mistake can determine the outcome, let alone the sword in the palm.
Xia Yunmo showed an interesting look and said, "Where is your sword?"
Xie Xiaofeng said: "In the lake."
There was a divine sword in the early years at Divine Sword Villa, but twenty years ago, he had already sunk the sword into the lake.
...
Xie Xiaoyu sent his servants to salvage the magic sword.
The magic sword was quickly salvaged, and unexpectedly, the servant actually salvaged two magic swords.
The Divine Sword Villa is a martial arts golden silk and a holy place for swordsmen. I don’t know how many people come here to make pilgrimage every year.
Some people accidentally dropped their swords into the Green Water River, and some people deliberately sank the sword here, so this time they salvaged hundreds of swords.
However, these swords have been thrown into the water for a long time and have already rusted. The sword light is dim and naturally they are not worthy of the title of Divine Sword.
And these two are the real magic swords.
Just wipe the scale on it a little, and it will immediately show its original appearance.
The first sword is the most dazzling. This sword has a black fish-skin sheath and a golden swallow. The scabbard is dotted with thirteen bean-sized pearls. From the outside, it looks gorgeous and gorgeous, like an ornament hanging from the homes of princes and nobles.
But if someone really treats this sword as an ornament, it is not only stupid and blind, but also has no knowledge.
Just looking at this sword, it feels dazzling. If you hold it in your hand, it will give you a feeling of coldness that penetrates your bones.
When Xie Xiaoyu saw this sword, she recognized it.
She has been collecting magical weapons and weapons from the world, knowing the magical weapons in the world, and this is the sword she has been asking for but unable to get.
This is the most slaughtered sword in the world. Over the years, countless masters have been buried under its lightning edge.
It was also one of the two most famous swords that year.
Its owner is Yan Shisan.
Yan Shisan fought with Xie Xiaofeng and died of "suicide". Xie Xiaofeng brought his sword back with him, and later sank to the bottom of the lake with his own sword at the same time.
To this day, this killing sword finally saw the light of day again.
To be continued...