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Zhao WuXian talked about the intelligence from the Night Watchman, and said, "Ximen Chuxue has a good family background and owns a house in Wanmei Villa!"

"I learned swordplay at the age of seven. I love swordplay as much as my life. I regard killing as an art."

"After killing someone, I like to blow the blood off my sword, just like a person returning home at night shaking off the snow on his body."

"However, he only kills those who deserve to be killed. He will bathe and fast to avenge an unrelated person, and travel thousands of miles to kill another unrelated person."

"He likes to wear white clothes, and he must fast and bathe before killing someone. He has a stern face and a cold personality."

"Sharp and sharp, leaving no room for retreat."

"This is Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship."

"So anyone who wants to see this sword technique must be prepared in two ways."

"Kill Ximen Chuixue, and prepare to die yourself."

"However, he is currently only at the first level of Grandmaster, and has a Purple Forbidden Agreement with Ye Gucheng."

"I suspect he is looking for a chance to break through!"

"But now in the Ming Dynasty, Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Nantian are missing, and Yan Shisan is nowhere to be found. We can only come to the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Wuxian had already guessed Ximen Chuxue's purpose from the intelligence.

For the swordsmen of Kyushu today, the return of Dugu Qiubai is like a mountain that stands tall again.

There is no second to Wu!

All swordsmen in the world will target him.

"Has he got a sword?"

Dugu Qiubai fished out a black fish from the lake. The tail of the fish floated out of the water, scattering water droplets and creating ripples.

"Have!"

"I don't know the name of the sword. It's dark, long, and ancient!"

Zhao Wuxian said leisurely: "It is the sharpest weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches long, and weighs seven pounds and thirteen ounces."

Dugu Qiubai's fishing rod shook slightly, the fishing line pulled the black fish and accurately fell into the fish basket, but the fishing line broke bit by bit.

The sword energy was strong enough to cut through steel.

There was not a single scratch left on the black fish.

When Dugu Qiubai put down the fishing rod again, a new sword-qi fishing line, fish hook and bait appeared again.

"You have a sword in your hand, and you haven't put it down yet?"

Zhao WuXian said: "It seems, not!"

"Then he hasn't had the chance to draw his sword against me yet."

How can a person who has never put down his sword and just stands in the mountains walk out of the forest and see the entire view of the mountain top?

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain!

Dugu Qiubai yawned, stretched, looked up at the dazzling sun, and said, "How is Wanqing's sword training going?"

Zhao WuXian said: “Not bad!”

Dugu Qiubai shook his head and said, "You protected her too well. The growth of [Heavenly Sword Divine Bone] is inseparable from the tempering of life and death!"

"I know!" Zhao Wuxian nodded.

Dugu Qiubai laughed and shook his head, "She said she knew, but she never let her face death!"

Zhao WuXian smiled and said, "What the senior is criticizing is that you are reluctant to do so, right? Besides, there is no need to really fight to the death. You can use force and momentum to defeat those at a higher level. Why do you have to lower your own level?"

"You kid!"

Dugu Qiubai was helpless.

Mu Wanqing is extremely talented in swordsmanship.

pity!

There is no danger when you are with Zhao Wuxian.

But on second thought, Mu Wanqing’s current status was all thanks to Zhao Wuxian.

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"Every sip and every bite is determined by fate!"

It seems that Mu Wanqing cannot be relied upon.

Should I find a successor?

Dugu Qiubai was pondering in his heart.

He glanced at the heavy black iron sword leaning against the pavilion.

"Have someone deliver it to Ximen Chuxue, and tell him to come back when he can use this sword, without relying on sword energy, to carve tofu into plum blossoms."

Zhao Wuxian picked up the heavy black iron sword.

"A heavy sword has no edge, and great skill has no workmanship!"

Zhao WuXian sighed, "It's just a big iron bar, no blade, no sword tip, like carving tofu, it's interesting!"

What Ximen Chuxue blows is not snow, but blood.

The blood on his sword.

He didn't kill many people.

The people he killed were those he felt deserved to die.

This time he killed another person.

A man he had never seen before and had no grudge against him, but he killed him nonetheless.

He killed him simply because he deserved to die, and therefore he killed him.

And there was blood on his sword again.

Blood dripped down the blade of the sword and blew onto the ground.

After being wiped by Bai Juan, the sword returned to the scabbard.

There is a man on the high wall.

He looked at the scene with a very curious and interesting look.

Half an hour passed.

Wait for Ximen Chuxue's sword to be put back into the scabbard.

...... .... ...

The man appeared beside Ximen Chuxue with nimble movements.

Ximen Chuxue did not move.

If this person is any opponent, he would make the same move as just now.

Ximen Chuxue's sword has already been unsheathed.

The sharp and powerful "Hua Guang Sword Technique" had already been wielded, and the man was definitely dead.

But that person wasn't just anyone.

But that person.

Therefore, Ximen Chuxue did not draw his sword and the man did not die.

This man doesn't look handsome at all.

But it's really distinctive in appearance.

This person was wearing a very luxurious and rich blue robe, and looked very dignified.

But this is not the greatest characteristic of this person.

The most distinctive feature of this man is his eyebrows and beard.

Some say he has four eyebrows.

Some also say he has four beards.

Regardless, no one disagrees that his eyebrows and beard look exactly the same.

That's why some people call him Four Eyebrows.

Ximen Chuxue doesn't have many friends.

At most there are only two or three.

But that was three or four years ago.

Now he has only one friend.

It’s Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows.

This person is not dead, because this person is Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng looked calm, lowered his head and glanced at the body on the ground, and said, "Who is this person?"

"Don laughed!"

Ximen Chuxue's voice was cold, just like his sword, without any emotional fluctuations.

"It's him?"

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned.

Tang Xiao was a member of the Tang Clan of the Ming Dynasty. He once poisoned 58 people in a village because he was caught picking flowers.

"I heard that Jin Jiuling from the government was hunting him down, but I didn't expect him to come to the Song Dynasty."

Lu Xiaofeng pinched his beard and said, "He probably wants to come to the auction at the end of the month to win a Heaven Grade Divine Pill!"

"Then, he unexpectedly saw you and thought you were here to kill him, so he attacked you!"

“Excellent inference!”