The cold wind is still there and the silver moon is in the sky.

It's still the dilapidated and crude wooden house, and the two swordsmen are still there.

But at this time, the momentum was different. What the two people exuded was no longer round and profound, but sharp as a sword!

An overwhelming sense of sharpness struck them head-on. Although both of them had swords in their hands, the aura they exuded was already as sword-like. The two sharp sword auras suddenly mixed together, so terrifying that even the air was shaking.

distortion!

"If you don't draw your sword, you will never have the chance to make a move again!" Song Yuanming stared at the 'Water Dragon' Li Kun in front of him with a cold face. They were mortal enemies, and they were once masters and disciples.

"Master, over the years, my kung fu has improved day by day!" Li Kun showed no fear on his face, still leaning on the sword with one hand, his eyes were full of sharpness, and he said hoarsely.

"Hmph, as a swordsman, I hope you don't just have to be a talker!" Song Yuanming looked at the 'Water Dragon' Li Kun in front of him, smiled faintly, and then said sternly.

"choke!"

There was a clang in Li Kun's hand, his wrist trembled violently, and a lightning-like sword was thrust out instantly, like a dazzling meteor, it thrust out like electricity and hit Song Yuanming's right shoulder directly.

"Talk to me with your sword!" Song Yuanming shouted loudly when he saw this. Almost at the same time, he flipped his palm, and a sword light that could only be seen as an phantom suddenly swung down, and only a 'choking' could be heard.

With a sound, a burst of sparks exploded, and the two of them took a few steps back!

"If you want to kill me, show your true ability!" Song Yuanming's face was still so cold and handsome, leaning on his long sword, looking coldly at the 'Water Dragon' Li Kun in front of him, his expression was just like before

The look on his face when teaching.

"I don't want to fight with you!" Li Kun looked straight into Teacher Zeng's eyes, and after a while, he finally said bitterly.

"Qiang!"

A shadow of the sword swayed, the spine of the sword shook lightly, piercing Li Kun's armpit, and then suddenly lifted up, it was a 'little devil exploring the way!'

"It's not up to you!" Song Yuanming roared, his sword skills were non-stop, the long sword flew over, bringing up phantoms, and kept piercing and slashing. He was worthy of being a master of swordsmanship. In almost an instant, the sword shadow had been sealed.

All Li Kun's dodges!

Li Kun's eyes jumped, and he was secretly startled. He quickly turned his wrist down, raised his long sword, and sealed his chest. Although the sky was full of sword shadows, his many years of practice let him know that his master would attack the middle for the first time in forever.

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Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

"Qiang!"

A spark arose, which was the dazzling light caused by the intersection and friction of two sword arcs!

"The response is good." Song Yuanming saw Li Kun's defense speed and said calmly.

Li Kun's face turned even colder when he heard this, and he roared: "Do you still need to say something?"

"But this can't save you!" Song Yuanming also roared coldly, the long sword in his hand flew up, and several sword flowers were lifted up in the air, surging in front of Li Kun's eyes.

The movement of the sword is light and agile, while the movement of the sword is heavy. His swordsmanship was fully reflected in Song Yuanming.

The sword is as fast as lightning, and it is not sloppy. There are many sword flowers, sword shadows intertwined, and the sword stabs all the vital points!

"Ozhui!"

"Shenshu!"

"Mingmen!"

Song Yuanming surrounded Li Kun and fought fiercely, attacking acupuncture points one by one with the long sword in his hand. The sword force and sword intent were endless.

"Wandering Sword, Master, don't I know how to do it?" Li Kun shouted loudly, and his body suddenly wandered away, flying up and down, and the long sword kept thrusting out.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

The clanking of swords was mixed with balls of dazzling sparks that kept erupting brilliantly, dazzling the eyes of the two of them.

The master and apprentice were having a sword duel, and the scene looked very strange.

The same sword technique, the same pace.

The two of them seemed to be in constant danger, but this was not the case. The commonality of their sword skills allowed them to each know where the gate of life was, and they each made up for it. After dozens of rounds of flying sand and stones, the result was evenly matched.

"Master, revenge is not like this!" Li Kun said in a muffled voice as he continued his sword skills.

Song Yuanming seemed not to hear it. His long sword trembled, buzzed, and said, "I don't need you to teach me!"

"Choke"

The long sword was sheathed, and Li Kun suddenly stopped his hand, leaning the long sword behind his back, allowing Song Yuanming's sword edge to strike!

"Are you crazy?!" Song Yuanming roared, his left hand suddenly slapped his right wrist, stopped the sword movement, and just put the long sword on Li Kun's neck.

"Master...you also know that you don't blame me for what happened back then?" Li Kun showed no fear on his face. He let the sharp edge stick to his throat, but he was not afraid of life or death.

Song Yuanming's cloudy eyes stared straight at Li Kun in front of him. After a moment, he slowly said hoarsely, "I know..."

"Master, then why do you want to kill me...but you are showing mercy..." Li Kun's eyes slowly became a little brighter, staring at Song Yuanming in front of him, and whispered in confusion.

Hearing this, Song Yuanming slowly raised his head and looked at Li Kun. He didn't say anything more, but slowly took a few steps back.

"Choke!"

The sword returned to its sheath and clanked.

Song Yuanming's figure suddenly kicked off the ground, twisted in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.

Silver moonlight, dark night, dilapidated wooden house.

With Song Yuanming's departure, only Li Kun was left, disappearing alone in the wind...

"Swish..."

Two soft sounds rang through the air, followed by two figures that were so fast that they were blurry.

The white shadows are graceful and graceful, and the dark shadows are piercing the sky.

Soul-stealing sword, death bell.

Yun Xueyuan, Ye Wuhen.

"Uncle Li, we must leave today, we are really tired of it." As soon as Yun Xueyuan's beautiful figure landed on the ground, she raised her head and looked at Li Kun, with thin lips filled with hydrogen, she said lightly.

"I listen to her." Ye Wuhen, wearing a dark robe, looked at Li Kun coldly, standing in front of him, his words were strong and resolute.

The rustling wind blew through their hair and lifted their sleeves.

Li Kun's face was frosty, but there were too many sighs in his eyes...

"I think I'm tired too..." Li Kun looked at Yuexiao and said with a hint of sadness.

After a while, Li Kun suddenly turned around, looked at Ye Wuhen and said, "Do you really want to take her away?"

"Her thoughts are my wishes!" Ye Wuhen said with sharp eyes like knives, staring at Li Kun like ice.

Li Kun looked at Ye Wuhen, his eyes were not sharp, but more serious than ever before.

"Treat her well. Let's go. I'll leave too. I'm tired of this kind of life." Li Kun suddenly turned around, stepped hard, and swayed out...

When Li Kun left, Ye Wuhen and Yun Xueyan were stunned.

"He...just let us go like that?!" Yun Xueyuan looked at Li Kun walking away in shock, her mouth opened blankly, not knowing what to say.

"I'll keep him in mind." Ye Wuhen was still cold and stern, as if for him, except for her, there were no other emotions.

"Wuhen, where are we going?" Yun Xueyuan raised her snowy neck and looked at Ye Wuhen with piercing eyes, and asked in a voice.
Chapter completed!