In Suzhou City, the sunset is full of the sky again.

Today is the eighth day of the eighth month, and there are only seven days before the Mid-Autumn Festival on the fifteenth day of the eighth month.

But tonight's Suzhou City will definitely be more lively than it will be seven days later.

Just because today's most famous swordsman Xue Yiren Xue Daxia will duel with people here.

This kind of scene is always the most interesting scene for people in the world, and there are endless topics in it.

So now restaurants of all sizes in Suzhou City are also talking about this matter, and many people rushed to Canglang Pavilion in advance to witness this unprecedentedly brilliant battle.

No one doesn’t want to know the outcome of this battle, no one wants to miss this grand event that is rare in the world in a century.

Xue Yi has been famous all over the world for thirty years and is known as the world's number one swordsman, but in the past ten years, he has never made a sword again.

Ten years is a long time, enough to make people forget what powerful sword skills he has.

It also made many up-and-coming artists never witnessed his sword skills.

Time passes by minute by minute, getting closer and closer to the time when the moon rises, and fewer and fewer people in restaurants and teahouses.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the teahouses and restaurants that were previously very lively were empty.

At this time, no one can calm down and not take a look.

But there were still two people sitting in a secluded tavern.

They are nothing else, they are Li Zhichang and Yuan Suiyun.

Li Zhichang said: "Why do you seem to be not very interested in the decisive battle between Xue Yi Ren and Bai Er."

"I once had a hard time. Since I had experienced the martial arts of the Qinglong Association, I lost interest in their decisive battle." Yuan Suiyun's tone had a faint melancholy, and she couldn't tell whether she was yearning or fear.

Li Zhichang said: "Do you think they did not have the same martial arts as you at this age, and you must be far stronger than them now at their age?"

Yuan Suiyun was speechless. Obviously he admitted it.

Li Zhichang said: "At their age, they were indeed not as good as yours, but if it was a battle between life and death, they could kill you even at your age."

Yuan Suiyun said: "Although this is said from your mouth, I still don't believe it."

Li Zhichang said: "You have no reason not to believe it, because they regard life and death more than you."

Yuan Suiyun said lightly: "There are many people in this world who are not afraid of death. Can they all kill me? As far as I know, people who are not afraid of death often don't live long."

Li Zhichang said: "It is reckless to be afraid of death if you don't care about death if you don't care about death if you have confidence, it is courage. If this person is a swordsman, then his sword skills will be invincible and everything will be destroyed. To be honest, I have only seen a few such people in my life."

Yuan Suiyun smiled and said, "I never believe in spiritual things. It can have any decisive effect on the duel of great strength. Since you say that, I might as well go and take a look. But to be honest, the duel of Xue Yi will definitely lose, because the strength of the man in white is above him, and even you have to admit this."

Li Zhichang Youyou said: "No matter who wins and who loses this duel, you will never forget it for the rest of your life."

After leaving the tavern, the two of them used their light skills in the setting sun.

Li Zhi was like walking in the garden, but he was as imaginary as a person. Yuan Suiyun followed him slowly behind him.

He suddenly said: This seems to be not the direction towards Canglang Pavilion."

Li Zhichang replied casually: "Because their duel was not originally in Canglangting."

Yuan Suiyun said: "This is true. The competition between two top swordsmen is not used as a monkey show. So where are they?"

Li Zhichang said: "Follow me and you will know."

Dusk brings a little loneliness, maple leaves and reeds are shining, and the arrival of autumn makes the world look solemn.

Even though the river water flows endlessly, the fish are fat and shrimps are beautiful, and they are full of vitality, how can they cover up this desolate and solemn autumn.

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse. The crows are lingering again.

Isn’t life just like the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and they disperse and gather. This should be the same in life and death.

Xue Yiren sat alone on the shore and held the sword tightly. He could not change the fate of life and death, but as long as this sword was there, he could decide when to live and die.

When Xue Yiren had a sword in his hand, he never lost.

He never competed with others in his life, but only competed with others in his sword.

As long as it is a sword competition, he has never lost.

He suddenly remembered thirty years ago, when he was in his prime, he was in Goulu Mountain, with the twilight mist and the west sky was as bloody as ever.

He was dressed like snow, alone in the cold wind, on the top of the mountain, looking at the hideous "killer Wuchang" and slowly walked over.

Then, the sword light flashed.

Blood splattered on the snow-like clothes, as if a string of plum blossoms were scattered on the snow...

That was his first bloody clothing.

And today his last bloody clothing will be born, but this time it may not be stained with other people's blood.

In the autumn scenery, the new moon in the sky is like Wu hook.

A lonely boat, a man in the same white clothes, is so similar to Xue Yi people at the moment, but absolutely different.

Because he doesn't have a sword in his hand.

How can a person without a sword be called a swordsman? How can he go to this date about a sword without a sword?

Xue Yiren and Baiyi stood up at the same time. Their eyes were touching each other with their colleagues, and their eyes were like a sword.

In the desolate world, Xue Yiren pulled out the sword in his gray sword sheath, as clear as autumn water and as clear as the sky.

No matter who sees this sword, he cannot help but admit that it is a good sword, a peerless sword.

The steel of a hundred trainings has become a sharp sword after being created by a master craftsman, but it is still not a famous sword that has been passed down through the ages. Only people can make a sharp sword a famous sword, and those who are truly born for the sword.

Therefore, Gan Jiang Moye’s sword is also called Gan Jiang Moye, and Xue Yiren’s sword is also called Xue Yiren.

There was no extra words, and the long sword pointed at the man in white from afar.

The flowing water was moving, the boat was moving, but the man in white did not move.

The flowing water moves relative to the shore, and the man in white and the boat flows and is quiet.

The truth between movement and stillness has never been clearly interpreted as it is now.

A sword lightly pierced out, and the fallen leaves floating in the wind blocked the sword's way and immediately turned into powder.

Before the powder was sprinkled into the running water, the sword had already stabbed towards the man in white firmly.

The sword stabbed without any change, but when it was about to stab the man in white, it changed.

In an instant, there were thirty-six changes, and Xue Yiren also stabbed thirty-six swords.

Every change of these thirty-six swords has been tempered and tempered, just like the Xue Yiren's sword. (To be continued)

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