One hundred years of snow-capped mountains, practicing swords and asking about the sky

"Tsk tsk, just about the sword in your hand, with your ordinary sword technique that cannot reach the Grand Elegance Hall now, it is not worthy of use, and it is even more impossible to swing the full power of the sword in your hand. Can you tell me the name of this sword?" said the ugly ghost named Xiao.

Bailong frowned and said, "It was this clutch sword that chose me." Bailong still remembers that in Brother Wang's military tent that day, although Brother Wang originally intended to give him the clutch sword to him, in fact, Bailong accepted it after feeling the resonance between the sword and his own heart. Now the surname Xiao said that Bailong is not worthy of using the clutch sword in his hand. Although the sword is a dead object, in the hands of the swordsman, the sword is the most important confidant and friend. The way of sowing discord may have the effect of making it look and separation. It seems that this Xiao's victory in the duel is not only in the sword moves.

The man surnamed Xiao also stood up and touched the orange sword with evil light beside him, and then resisted his shoulders, and sighed, "Lihe Sword, Lihe Sword, Lihe Sword, Lihe Sword, Lihe Sword, Lihe Sword, Lihe Sword, Lihe Sword, is a name for it." Then he learned to Bailong's tone, "Is this Lihe Sword chosen me? Bullshit, I'm afraid the world will use such a crappy bullshit reason to deceive myself, that's you. I have indeed heard of swords to choose masters, but I think swords are much smarter than people. Many people in this world have been seeking a sword blade that can be used as their wishes throughout their lives, but they don't know that swords will choose masters, and they choose masters who are the masters of great sword skills. If you say that the Lihe Sword in your hand will choose mediocre masters like you, I don't agree with it here, it's really a big laugh."

Bailong glared at him fiercely. The tone of Xiao's surname was extremely arrogant, and it made Bailong defame in the blink of an eye and was so bloody.

The surname Xiao stretched out a shortened finger and swept Bailong's body, "If you don't believe it, look at your whole body. I still remember when the Qinlong Gang met you before, you were dressed in a white-clothed sword fairy. Why did you look so miserable when you came to Luoyun City and lost your clothes? To be honest, there is no expert I like in Luoyun City."

Bailong also felt ashamed. The light and thin holy embroidered white dragon was replaced by a heavy cotton coat now. Bailong himself felt ashamed. He turned his head and did not look at the person surnamed Xiao, but just curled his lips and whispered, "You don't need to care."

Xiang Bailong, the orange sword he had touched was only holding the corner of the hilt, and the scabbard was dragged on the snow, making a slight sound like a snake swimming, and the white dragon's scalp was heard.

Bai Long looked up at Xiao and walked towards him step by step. To be honest, his walking posture was no different from Uncle Kumu. Although both of them were not lame, they were both walking with deep and shallow feet. This person named Xiao not only had an ugly face, but also had problems with his natural bones. Not only did his arms long and left short, but his legs were just the opposite, his left was long and short, and his whole body seemed to be awkward, very inconsistent. Bai Longguang stood here and looked frightened, and he couldn't help but think that this person named Xiao had a natural strange bones. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a freak in the world.

The surname Xiao came step by step.

In the past, the legs and feet of a monster named Xiao are not logical, not to mention the light skills that fly over the eaves and walls, even ordinary walking and running may not be smooth. However, Bailong still clearly remembers that during the Dragon Capture Gang, Xiao's surname knocked him away with a sword, and disappeared in front of Bailong's eyes in the blink of an eye. What a brilliant light skills this is. Moreover, when Luoyun City was following him, Bailong chased him twice and three times, but he ran without a trace in the blink of an eye. If there was no light skills that could be assigned to the top ten in the world, how could he do it?

Bailong felt a chill in his heart. It turned out that this person with the surname Xiao was not only extremely skilled in swordsmanship, but even Bailong, who could not even have light skills, would never catch up with him in his life.

Gently dropping his arm, the blade of the clutch sword touched the snow.

The Xiao, who was surnamed Xiao, slowly stopped when he walked fifty steps away from Bailong, and his steps were just right. He didn't look like the pace of a person born with defective withdrawal. He stood there and said sarcastically to Bailong, "I don't care about you. You are the invitation letter for a life-and-death duel with Xiao Yijian who was sitting on the world's No. throne. The world is in chaos these days, and all heroes like Wang Hanping are born. However, the foolish hero Wang Hanping, who only knows how to fight, looks down on the Yanling Palace. Even if I kill a hundred, it's useless. It's a pity that there are few talented swordsmen in the world. In recent years, I have been looking for targets. You are rare to see my eyes."

Bailong wondered, "So you are going to kill me with the sword in your hand now?"

The Xiao man shook his head and said, "No, no, I can't bear to kill you now. You are not famous in the world now. Killing you now is like killing an unknown man. It's not worth it. I will wait until you reach the peak of swordsmanship and use the sword in my hand to kill you."

The white dragon glared at the person named Xiao.

"Why are you so sure that you have the ability to kill me now? Since I came down from the snow mountain, I have met many people who threatened to kill me. If I remember correctly, they all died under my sword."

Bailong is telling the truth. After descending from the Junzi Snow Mountain, Bailong did kill many people, and was buried by himself in the Zhibai Sword of the Snow Mountain and was stained with a lot of people's blood.

The man surnamed Xiao did not refute, but said casually, "Killing people is not a skill. If I want to kill, I can kill most of the world in my lifetime. Just killing people will not reach the top of the Jiandao Peak. If I can't reach the top of the Jiandao Peak, it will be useless for me to kill you. However, there is only one majestic martial arts peak in the world, and there is only one way to go up the mountain. There are so many people who want to climb to the top of the world. No one is willing to give way to you for free. If you meet my wish, there is only one way to go to the top of the Jiandao Peak. That is to lift your sword and kill all the way. Every time you kill one person, your sword will be further improved, and your reputation in the Jianghu will become more and more important. When you are one step away from reaching the top, I will appear in front of you."

Bai Long ignored the path pointed out by Xiao and said, "I have no interest in what you call the top of the swordsmanship. You should find someone else."

The surname Xiao said, "Oh, that's not OK. If you refuse, you will waste the huge swordsman talent hidden in your body that has never been seen in a century. Like you, who can't produce a swordsman for a hundred years, please ask me to find another one. If you can recommend one, I will be defeated now. After all, with your current ordinary swordsmanship, I don't know how many years it will take to reach the peak of the sword. I can't wait to fight to the death with the one who has been standing on the top of the peak for many years."

Bailong clenched the clutch sword in his hand. The clutch sword seemed to feel the fury of the white dragon and kept shaking. Bailong could also feel the murderous intent of the clutch sword. Bailong sarcastically said, "I'm the surname Xiao, you always say that my sword skills are average, but you dare not fight with me. No wonder the number one person in the world refused to even see you."

The man surnamed Xiao was not angry, but just smiled calmly and said, "Look, I said you have ordinary sword skills and you don't believe it. The person who is the best in the world said that I am not qualified to fight him now. I am convinced. Who will make people the best in the world? But you said I dare not fight with you. You really don't know that the world is high and the earth is strong. I said I am reluctant to kill you. If I draw a sword now, I am really afraid that my subordinates will be inaccurate and will not hold back their strength. One sword will take your life."

Bai Long sneered, "Hurry up, I've been practicing the snow mountain for ten years, ask the sky. My sword skills are not something that can be seen from the snow on the top of the peak, but every piece of falling snow is cut down with one sword!"

The man surnamed Xiao ignored this, and looked like Bailong was sad, Snow Mountain sword-making history put in front of him with a contemptuous attitude of being worthless, "What a bullshit sword-making method, fancy and whistle. I will definitely be angry to say that, don't be angry, don't say anything else, just say that you don't even understand the sword in your hand, why do you say that you have high sword skills?"

"Hmm? You said I don't understand the clutch sword?" Bai Long said in confusion.

The man surnamed Xiao raised his long brow and said, "What do you think I think."

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Bailong looked at the clutch sword in his hand, but how could he not understand it? But how did he understand the clutch sword? After all, the sword is not a completely murder weapon used to kill people.
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