Updated: 2012-08-18

"This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time!" Dugu Feng sighed softly. It can make a generation of evil kings miserable. The word "love" is so difficult. No matter how talented he is, he is a talented person, and he is not different from ordinary people in front of love. Outsiders can't tell who is right and who is wrong between Shi Zhixuan and Bi Xiuxin. They can only say that they are like drinking water, and they know their own warmth.

"This love can be remembered..." Shi Zhixuan murmured to himself, and involuntarily repeated Dugu Feng's poem several times. When he was thinking about it for the last time, he suddenly shook his whole body, his eyes shone brightly, revealing an unprecedented spirit, and said in a long voice: "Good words!" As he said that, he looked back at Dugu Feng, and said in admiration: "I never thought that anyone who has not experienced a deep love can write such an appropriate poem. Miss Dugu is really a master of literary talent, and is no less than Brother Ling."

Dugu Feng smiled slightly and said, "Poems are nothing more than writing because of emotions. When the time comes, they are sentiments. They can be written without any ease. It may not necessarily be an experience for yourself. I heard the story of King Evil and Bi Xiuxin from Qingxuan, and I was sentimental. After writing this poem, you will naturally feel appropriate when you listen to King Evil."

When Shi Zhixuan heard Shi Qingxuan's name, he exhaled a long sigh of relief, his eyes turned soft, and he seemed to mutter to himself: "How is Qingxuan?"

Dugu Feng said lightly: "Is Sister Qingxuan doing well? Shouldn't the Evil King go and see it in person?"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, as if he could look directly into Dugu Feng's lungs, but when he met Dugu Feng's calm and unconscious eyes. The two looked at each other calmly for a long time, Shi Zhixuan suddenly smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's mine, not. Alas, I have never dared to see her, and I am even more afraid of seeing her. Qingxuan and her mother are too similar. I... Alas, I would like to thank you last time. If it weren't for your stop, I would have to make an irreversible big mistake."

Dugu Feng smiled secretly. She knew that even without her existence, Shi Zhixuan would still be unable to make up his mind to kill Shi Qingxuan with his own hands. At most, it would be just to kill someone with a knife. However, these Dugu Fengs naturally would not explain to Shi Zhixuan. She accepted Shi Zhixuan's apology with peace of mind.

At this time, the wind and rain gradually became smaller, and the "puff" sound of raindrops hitting the boat tent gradually disappeared. Shi Zhixuan's expression turned to calm, and he said in a gossip: "Have you heard of her flute art? What's it like?"

The breeze and drizzle blowing towards the bow of the boat. Dugufeng removed the aura that had been blocking the raindrops, and let the drizzle that was as mist and silk fall on her body, feeling the coolness of the autumn rain. While recalling the moving scene of listening to Shi Qingxuan playing the flute by the window in the quiet forest, she said softly: "I heard loneliness and lifelessness from Qingxuan's flute sound."

Shi Zhixuan said with a stern sound: "What?"

Dugu Feng glanced at Shi Zhixuan indifferently, without saying anything, but the accusation in his eyes was unconcealed. It would be difficult for anyone to have a pair of parents like Shi Zhixuan Bi Xiuxin to not suffer from serious psychological problems! In fact, under the influence of such an awkward couple, Shi Qingxuan was just a little disgusted with worldly destruction, and did not become evil and cynical to retaliate against society, which was considered a good result. It is hard to say who is right between Shi Zhixuan and Bi Xiuxin, but as parents, both of them are not qualified, which is undoubtedly. Dugu Feng regards Shi Qingxuan as the thing in his pocket, so he naturally condemned the two from Shi Qingxuan's standpoint.

Shi Zhixuan said in a low tone: "I'm sorry to Qingxuan."

Dugu Feng said lightly: "Will the Evil King still kill Qingxuan in the future?"

Shi Zhixuan shook violently, slowly raised his head, and the sad emotions of his eyes disappeared, and instead he was shining with evil light as sharp as a blade, staring at Dugu Feng for a moment.

Dugu Feng looked faintly at the evil version of Shi Zhixuan, which suddenly transformed from the kind father version of Shi Zhixuan, without any distortion. For other masters, even if the imperfect Shi Zhixuan is an extremely terrible opponent, but for Dugu Feng, the imperfect Shi Zhixuan cannot provoke her battle**. The peak of the Grand Master and the Grand Master seem to be separated by a line, but there is an incomparable gap. The Shi Zhixuan is not enough to make her feel afraid.

Shi Zhixuan's pupils were deep and unfathomable. He did not reveal any inner emotions. He also had a mysterious coldness and calmness, which seemed to be inseparable from the flesh and blood of living people. He slowly said: "Dugu Feng, I don't have that good patience."

Dugu Feng smiled lightly and said indifferently: "It's no wonder that Sister Qingxuan is so boring."

A cold smile widened the corners of Shi Zhixuan's mouth, and his breath condensed, and a cold murderous intent filled the air. The originally cool raindrops became extremely cold under the aura. The atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense, and the battle was about to break out.

Dugu Feng looked calm, and he didn't care about Shi Zhixuan's cold murderous intention. He said lightly: "The Evil King has been smashing the evil emperor's relics. I wonder if the Evil Emperor's relics can make up for your spiritual flaws and cure your schizophrenia?"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes were filled with magic light and he stared at Dugu Feng coldly: "The holy relics are really in your hands?"

Dugu Feng nodded and said, "No, it's in my hands."

Shi Zhixuan's aura gradually calmed down, and he slowly said with a sound without any emotion: "Condition?"

Dugu Feng smiled indifferently and looked at the lake leisurely and said, "Looking at the world, there are many martial artists, but there are only those who can see them. I am determined to pursue the supreme swordsmanship, so how can I have less weightless opponents to sharpen the sword? In the whole world, besides the three masters, there are only the Evil King and the Heavenly Sword worth my expectations. Unfortunately, the Evil King's heart was hindered in the last battle and could not enjoy it. It's a pity. Since the Evil Emperor's relics can make up for the Evil King's flaws, why should I be stingy? When the Evil King's skills are fully restored and the state is complete, we will make an appointment to fight again and fight happily. How about it?"

Shi Zhixuan laughed and said three times, then smiled and said, "Since Dugu Sword God has such a courage, what else can I dare not agree to Shi Zhixuan?"

Dugu Feng smiled and said, "The Evil Emperor's relics are in Chang'an. The Evil King can rush to Chang'an now, and someone will come to him."

Shi Zhixuan looked at Dugu Feng deeply and smiled and said, "It's so good to plot. Shi has to fall into the trap. Goodbye!" The moment he was still sitting in the boat safely, but the next moment he had disappeared in the wind and rain outside the boat, bounced up, retreated, and flashed a series of complex movements, which were completed in the eyes, and Dugu Feng was also amazed. The magical body technique is indeed a magical skill. In terms of pure speed and agility of moving and dodging, the magical body technique is better than Dugu Feng's Lingbo Weibu. Dugu Feng's strength lies in speed, while Shi Zhixuan's strength lies in agility, and both have their own strengths.

Dugu Feng sat alone in the wind and rain, watching Shi Zhixuan's magic body technique displayed when he left, he felt something. The martial arts in this world are better than the law of action. Innate masters, everyone walks the martial arts that suit him the most. Therefore, the masters in the world have their own strong personal style. This is especially true for the masters of the great masters. Taking Dugu Feng's fight as an example, Shi Zhixuan combines the two martial arts of Buddha and demons, distinguishes the world, and understands the principle of transformation of life and death, and transforms the two qi of life and death.

The strength to return energy, there is no need for lack of true energy, so the endurance is long and good at group battles. The magical body technique is obviously marked by the Huajian Sect and the Butian Pavilion. The Huajian emphasizes being casual and calm, and there is a free and easy artistic conception between advance and retreat. The Butian Pavilion adheres to the assassin's concept and fails to hit a single blow, so it goes thousands of miles away. Therefore, the magical body technique of the two masters, called it on the right, look at it on the left, come and go like lightning, and the magical effect of the phantom is heavy, this body technique that exerts the power of movement to the extreme and is the immortal who is best at leveraging the power of power.

The seal technique is indeed worthy of being the first in group battles, but if you gain something, you will lose something. Shi Zhixuan's fighting style destined to not pay attention to the ability to kill with one blow. If you only talk about the strongest lethality, Shi Zhixuan is likely to be the weakest among all the masters. Among the three masters, Fu Cailin plays chess into the sword, transforms the way of chess into the sword technique, opening up a new world of sword technique. In Dugu Feng's feeling, Fu Cailin pays the most attention to layout, and his ability to grasp space has been reduced.

At the peak of his wonderfulness, whether it is a small-scale battle or a competition of sword energy and sword intent, Fu Cailin can handle it calmly. Fu Cailin's sword technique is the most flexible, changing from camera, and has a long stamina. If he cannot gain the upper hand within ten moves, he will inevitably fall into an irreversible defeat after a hundred moves. However, since Yi Jianzhi is good at layout, it will lose some suddenness and unconventional and imaginative moves are the best way to deal with Yi Jianzhi.

Dugu Feng lowered her head and thought about the martial arts styles of the opponents she met in her life, and finally returned to herself. Because she had two lifetimes of experience, she had a very solid foundation when she first practiced martial arts. This is the basis for her ability to make progress to the current realm so quickly. Her swordsmanship is not a straight line. From imitation to self-creation, she has also walked many forks. In the end, she abandoned all profound mysteries and concepts and only pursued the most basic "speed, sharp, and accurate". In combination with her knowledge of aerodynamics, she created a body technique that was fast enough to the limit of the body's physical energy, and formed her own unique fighting method of "high-speed high attack and high hit", which was so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye. She instantly soared to the peak of the sword technique, and the sword method of drawing as she wished, and the unpredictable position of falling swords to tear all the body-protecting true energy.

Condensing sword energy, all this became the nightmare for all her opponents. Life and death were only in a moment. For Dugu Feng, each of her swords was the peak sword that condensed all her energy and spirit. If she could not catch this sword, no matter whether she was a master or a low-handed, she would have the fate of being killed instantly. If she took the first sword, she would be followed by the second sword, third sword, fourth sword, etc. This kind of sword technique that extreme pursuit of lethality is certainly not without shortcomings. After all, human spirit is limited, and it will be difficult to last for a sword with wholehearted heart. If a master can persist until Dugu Feng's energy is exhausted and when he is exhausted, he can naturally turn defeat into victory. Thinking of this, Dugu Feng couldn't help but smile confidently, with endless intentions, and endless sword intent. If someone really thinks that he can survive her full blown strike, he will inevitably find greater surprises.


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