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Even though Xie Xiaofeng poisoned his bones and corroded his bones and blood, even Mr. Jian was helpless, but at least two people in this world could save him.

What's even more rare is that these two people happen to be in the same place.

When Xie Xiaofeng was sent to the stone tablet forest, not only did his thinking begin to become dull, but his body seemed to be rusted.

Now he is no longer Xie Sanshao, who is unparalleled in the magical swordsman, and any famous swordsman in the world is enough to defeat or even kill him.

Wang Dong did not take action.

Yan Shisan was the one who rescued Xie Xiaofeng. Everyone in the world knew that Yan Shisan's death-taking Thirteen Swords were fierce and decisive, with a strong murderous intent and the best in the martial arts world, but they didn't know that his medical skills were no less than other swordsmanship.

Yan Shisan even knew the long-lost secret recipe of Ma Fei San, so when he cut Xie Xiaofeng's flesh with a steel knife and scraped his bones inch by inch, Xie Xiaofeng could not feel the pain at all.

I heard the sound of his bones being clattered by a steel knife in my ears, but this feeling was not good. Fortunately, Xie Xiaofeng was short of energy and was stunned.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xie Xiaofeng woke up again.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the bright moonlight, and the sky was filled with stars in the quiet night.

What I heard in my ears was no longer the sound of bones, but the sound of running water rushing and clear and chaotic attacks.

When he thought he would die, he opened his eyes again and could hear such a wonderful sound and see such a moving night sky, no matter who he felt very lucky.

Similarly, Xie Xiaofeng was full of gratitude to the old man who brought him the luck.

The grace of saving lives is greater than the sky. Xie Xiaofeng had to repay it. The old man from the canopy only made one request, asking him to bring his own sword and go to a certain place to kill someone on the full moon night!

Xie Xiaofeng agreed.

He is not a pure knight, and he has come out of the world with one sword. There are countless dead souls under the sword, including the notorious thieves, flower-picking thieves, and of course there are also fewer famous righteous men and heroes in the world.

He has killed all good and bad people, and he doesn't care about killing one more person.

The old man from the cottage had already begun to expel the guests, and Xie Xiaofeng had to leave. When he turned around and left, he looked at the river bank.

A heavy fog filled the river surface. In the thick fog, a black-sailed boat was moored on the shore, and a figure stood vaguely on the bow of the boat. The man stood in the fog, as if he had merged into the fog.

The figure did not move, but brought Xie Xiaofeng a strange feeling, like a vague phantom, which would turn into a fog at any time and anywhere and disappear.

Xie Xiaofeng gathered his eyes. His divine eyes were like lightning, penetrating the barrier between the dark night and the fog. He stared at the man standing at the bow of the boat.

But this is useless.

Even though his eyes could pierce the darkness and the thick fog, he could not see the person's face clearly. His appearance was as empty and ethereal as his person, and it was difficult to distinguish.

Xie Xiaofeng couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but based on his feelings, he had already recognized the other person.

This was the third time he had seen this man.

It was the first time he saw this man. He was planning to kill the big boss and passed by the man face to face. When he entered the big boss's mansion, he found that not only the big boss was dead, but Zhu Yeqing also hit him and died on the stone pillar.

The second time I saw this man, he was confronting the Red Flag Escort Agency.

It seems that every time I see the other person, I am in a very strange place, and the other person also seems very leisurely and calm, but he is always very urgent.

The first time passed by, Xie Xiaofeng only thought he was an ordinary passerby, but the second time he had discovered the extraordinaryness of the other party. Until now, he finally realized that this was a master, an extremely terrifying master, perhaps much more terrifying than anyone he had seen in his life.

If Xie Xiaofeng had been in the past, he had a very informed knowledge, so he should have guessed that the other party was Wang Dong, the "Sword King" who had recently reappeared. Unfortunately, Xie Xiaofeng has been depressed in recent years and has been lingering in the market with his pseudonym Aji, and has cut off contact with the Jianghu.

Xie Xiaofeng smiled, suddenly stepped forward a few steps, and greeted him loudly: "Hello!"

He didn't expect the other party to answer, but unexpectedly, he replied in a voice that couldn't hear it: "I'm not good."

"oh?"

"I've been waiting for many days just to see that sword, and when you come, you are in front of me, how can I be well?"

When Xie Xiaofeng heard this, he thought something and seemed to understand something. He opened his mouth to ask, but there was no answer from the other side.

Xie Xiaofeng had gone away, and the stone tablet forest became quiet again.

Yan Shisan had another piece of peach wood in his hand, and the boned steel knife shone with a cold light under the moonlight, and cut it off one by one.

The peach wood slowly forms, in the shape of a sword.

The four-foot-long peach wood was cut into a three-foot-7-inch sword with a sword thorn and a sword edge.

Yan Shisan gently stroked the sword's edge, and the fire shone on his face, and his face seemed to be radiating.

His face was already old, but at this time, his whole body seemed to emit a sharp and fierce cold light, which was not uncommon in the martial arts world.

This is the sword light.

But even if all the swordsmen in the entire martial arts world gather together, the light that the swords combined together was not as dazzling as Yan Shisan's!

A sigh came from the river and came into the stone tablet forest. The sigh was filled with indescribable appreciation, regret: "You finally created this sword, it's not in vain that I have waited for many days, but such a sword is amazing. It has never been there before, and I'm afraid there will be no more in the future. How can I use the wooden sword?"

Yan Shisan was silent for a while, and sighed, "It's a pity that this is no longer where I sank my sword..."

Wang Dong said: "Caring a boat and seeking a sword is something that only fools can do, but you are not a fool. You can find the inspiration for that sword, and of course you can also find your sword!"

Yan Shisan didn't say anything anymore because he had seen his sword, which was an extremely gorgeous sword. Thirteen pearls were dotted on the sword sheath, as if floating in the mist, slowly falling into his palm.

In addition, the wooden sword had been thrown into the fire. Yan Shisan looked down at the long sword in his palm. He looked for a long time until his palm was stroked on the hilt of the sword. He suddenly drew the sword and unsheathed it!

A chorus of dragon roar was shattered, and the sword light seemed to fly from the sky. Suddenly, a flash of lightning broke into the stone stele, reflecting the gloomy dense forest white.

A thick fog flew over and covered the dense forest, and the black-sailed boats moored by the river bank had disappeared at some point.

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The nights in the border city are still noisy and lively, the casinos and brothels are brightly lit, the restaurants are still open, and from time to time there are some people who are drunk late at night.

The boss thought he was the heaven here and everyone lived on him.

He was wrong!

In fact, nothing can be changed when he dies. After going to a big boss, a new boss will come here soon. How can people in the border city live in the past, and it will be the same in the future.

Xie Xiaofeng walked on the long street, his steps were very light, and there was still a smile on his face. He suddenly thought of those who thought that Xie Xiaofeng would die. If he saw him appearing lively again, would he be shocked?

Just as he was thinking about this, Xie Xiaofeng was startled.

Because he saw that person again!

——The fourth time!

Xie Xiaofeng thought in his heart that there was no blockage on the other party's face this time, and he saw clearly. The man slowly walked from the opposite side, followed by a girl in white, holding a black-shewn ancient sword in her hand.

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes fell on the black-shewn ancient sword for a moment, and he said in a cold voice: "I think this sword looks familiar."

Wang Dong raised his sword backwards and said without comment: "Oh?"

Xie Xiaofeng said in a deep voice: "If I'm not blind, this sword should be enshrined in the ancestral hall of the Divine Sword Villa."

"Your eyes are not blind. This sword was taken from the ancestral hall of the Divine Sword Villa." Wang Dong smiled and suddenly threw the black scabbard ancient sword out.

Xie Xiaofeng copied the backhand and held the sword into his palm, looking at Wang Dong inexplicably.

"The person who saved you is Yan Shisan. The person he wants you to kill for the full moon is himself!"

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes were fixed, and he was shocked and shocked, but he also felt that everything was expected.

"Of course you also know that there are actually two subsequent changes in the Thirteen Swords of Death. The Thirteen Swords in front are just rhizomes, and the Fourteen Swords are just branches and leaves. Only the Fifteen Swords are blooming flowers."

Wang Dong said.

Xie Xiaofeng nodded. Even though he didn't know before, he had slowly figured it out after fighting Tie Kaicheng.

"The fifteenth change makes a glimpse of the changes of heaven and man. Once it is created, it will not only be unprecedented, but also in the end there will be no one after another..."

Wang Dong's tone paused slightly, and he didn't say anything later - at least in this world. (The full moon scimitar is a ghostwriter after the first few chapters, so don't mention it!)

Reverence and piety slowly appeared on Xie Xiaofeng's face: "Yes, that sword must be wonderful. Who doesn't want to see anyone in the world who learn swordsmanship?"

"Are you sure of taking the sword?"

"No, I'm not sure at all." Xie Xiaofeng's mind slowly emerged from the Thirteenth Death Swords and the Fourteenth Changes. When he imagined the Fifteenth Sword, cold sweat could not help but seep out of his palm, but his tone was still firm: "But even if it's death, I want to see that sword."

"It's a coincidence that I want to see that sword too!" Wang Dong looked at Xie Xiaofeng with deep eyes and said, "But I also know that the person Yan Shisan wants to fight the most is you. If you go to the appointment, I'm afraid I'll have nothing to do."

He smiled: "The sword in your palm represents the honor of Divine Sword Villa. Since I brought him out of the Divine Sword Villa's ancestral hall, it is a shame of Divine Sword Villa anyway. Even if you have to wash away the shame, you have to attack me!"

Xie Xiaofeng's eyes fell, staring at the black-shewn ancient sword in his palm, and slowly spit out two words: "Not bad!"

Wang Dong smiled again: "Since that's the case, why haven't you drawn your sword?"

"good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword sound of the ancient sword in Xie Xiaofeng's palm seemed to suddenly awaken from his sleep for many years, and roar of joy. A sword light was as sharp as a dragon, soaring from the sword sheath. The shrill and stunning sword light filled the long street in an instant, and rushed towards Wang Dong.

The sword energy is radiant, and the sword light is cold!
Chapter completed!