Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 431 The Three Major Edges of the Sword Clan

Wandering around the back garden of Xiantai, I felt a murderous intention.

Gusu returned the sword and pointed at the innermost corner of the garden, where there was a dark coffin.

"Tie Xue Yi, either you will die today or I will die."

"Drag the coffin to fight, Gusu returns the sword, I feel your determination."

"I'm tired of waiting, let's get started!"

Gusu Huijian flicked his messy long hair, and the sword Menghui Gusu suddenly unsheathed, drawing a green mark in the sky.

At the same time, the withered pine and crane bones tied to the snow clothes made a clear sound and suddenly shot into the sky.

A pair of famous swords and two swordsmen start a battle of life and death.

The first unique move of Gusu's returning sword: "Five-Gang Broken Sword, First New Moon, Rises the Wind!"

The wind rises, the moon comes, and the snow falls. A sword brings the prosperity of Gusu that year. It is like recalling an old dream, and instantly envelopes Xue Yi in a sad but decisive sword intention.

"The three sharp edges of the Sword Clan are indeed extraordinary. A strong man draws his sword and is shocked!"

The contrast between Gusu Huanjian and Xie Xueyi is extremely sharp in appearance and personality. One is rough and the other is elegant. But in the sword intention at this moment, the rough Gusu Huanjian is sentimental and lingering, while the elegant Xie Xueyi is more ambitious. fierce.

The two swords each stirred up wind and clouds, and then clashed with each other, causing a loud bang and scream.

With one move after another, the two knew that their opponent was difficult to deal with.

Gusu returned the sword and laughed and said: "Okay, okay, only with such an opponent can we fight happily! The second update of the bright moon·Jianlangxing, drink!"

With a long shout, the sword intent turned into waves and came overwhelmingly, seeming to drown everything.

"The sound of the crane's cry can be heard in the sky!"

In the huge wave of sword light, the white crane flew high and high without looking back. In the blink of an eye, it flew down quickly, bursting out with infinite sword intent.

boom!

There was another earth-shattering impact. In an instant, the waves dissipated and the Heyun Sword appeared. The unworldly move forced the two of them to retreat.

Gusu returned the sword and fought successfully. With a change of sword intention, he let out a roar, singing and crying, which immediately moved the whole world.

"The third watch of the sky and the long song of hatred!"

The strong sword intent and the deep-rooted singing voice are about to steal people's souls.

"The sky does not leave a trace and I am sorry for Lanting!"

Suddenly, large ink characters appeared in the sky, floating like floating clouds, as powerful as a frightening dragon, so beautiful and strong, which instantly diluted the Gusu sword intention.

The ink is dripping, the sword is jagged, and the snow-clad clothes pour out the long-hidden depression in the heart, like an endless river, looking at the heaven and earth with a smile, looking down at the past and present.

Click!

The two swords clashed fiercely, sparks flew everywhere, and everything was swept away like a hurricane, cracking the garden everywhere.

"puff!"

Gusu returned the sword and retreated, vomiting a mouthful of vermilion.

At this moment, Xie Xueyi struck back with another sword, arriving in an instant and stabbing Gusu Huanjian's throat.

Without delay, Gusu returned the sword and raised his sword to block. There was a bang. Although he managed to block it, Gusu returned the sword but was knocked back several steps.

Xue Yi pointed his sword at Gusu and returned the sword, but made no more moves.

"Is it because Zhang Qiu Wuqi lost to this move?"

Gusu Huijian asked, covering his sore wrist.

"Of course, the scene just now was a replay of the scene that day, but that time, Zhang Qiu Wuqi's sword broke, so my sword pierced his throat."

"How could it be?" Xi Xueyi took out a broken sword from his bag and handed it to Gu Su to return the sword.

Gusu returned the sword and then carefully identified it, then flicked his fingers again and listened to the sound of the sword.

"Yes, it is my friend's Man Ye Xuexiao. It was made by the master craftsman Nie Han. It is said that this sword was made by Nie Han with the rare and rare famous iron hundred-tough wire steel. It will accept the strong and strong. Then it is destroyed, it can be broken but will never be broken.”

At this time, a figure hurriedly walked into the back garden of Youxiantai.

"It's up to me to tell you what's strange."

Gusu Huijian glared at this unattractive and somewhat slovenly man and asked, "Who are you? Are you the helper invited by Xue Yi?"

"I am Nie Han, the forger of Man Ye Xuexiao. I was invited by Bacai Ruhe to explain the reason for this sword to the hero Gusu."

"Since you are Nie Han, I will listen to you. If it is because of the problem with the sword, then Gusu Huanjian will not be polite to you, the forger."

Nie Han wiped the cold sweat from his head, took the remaining Man Ye Xuexiao from Gusu Huanjian's hand, and explained the problem with the sword to the two of them.

"Although Man Ye Xuexiao is made of hundred-tenacity steel, it also has its nemesis. The red scale water can completely change or even destroy the properties of hundred-tenacity steel, making it brittle like ordinary iron from the inside out."

"Ok?"

Nie Han gently broke it off, and even broke off a small piece of the sword, and handed it to Gu Su to return the sword.

Sure enough, this piece of sword shavings was already very fragile, and showed faint red lines. This kind of lines was obviously not forged recently, but formed naturally over the years.

"What is red scale water?"

Nie Han recalled: "I also learned about the matter of red scale water restraining hundred-tenacity steel from a long-lost book called "Ten Volumes of Ancient and Modern Creation." I never thought that anyone in the world would know about this method."

"So, someone tampered with Zhangchou Wuqi's sword, which caused him to die due to the broken sword during the battle with Xie Xueyi."

After Nie Han's explanation, Gusu Huanjian finally believed what Xie Xueyi had said before, that there was a hidden reason behind Zhang Chou Wuqi's death. Although Gusu Huanjian wanted to avenge his friend, but if there was another driving force behind the death of his best friend, he would also Will find out.

"I have made this matter clear. I hope you can also find out the truth behind the scenes. I still want to go back to blacksmithing, please."

"please."

After Nie Han left, Gusu Huanjian sat down on the coffin, took out the wine flask from his arms, and drank with his head raised.

Xie Xueyi put away her sword, walked to him, and said in a deep voice: "As for Zhang Qiu's death in no time, I suspect that it has something to do with my sworn sister Wen Shumei."

"Hmph! Isn't she already dead?"

When it comes to this woman, Gusu Huanjian is very angry. Not only did his best friend lose his life for her, but he also lost his whole life's reputation. How could he not be furious?

"The person who came to report her death was her close friend Lang Huan. Later, Lang Huan died in depression. But not long ago, I saw her in Youxiantai. The details are as follows..."

Xi Xueyi told Gusu Huanjian the true identities of Zuo Qiumo's brother and sister. He originally wanted to cover up for Zuo Qiumo, but it was related to Zhang Qiu's unexpected death. Gusu Huanjian would not give up if he did not make it clear.

"What, their brother and sister are undercover agents of the ghost clan!"

Gusu Huanjian was so surprised that he jumped up from the coffin.

Suddenly, a cold voice came: "Is this the truth you refuse to explain?"

The two of them looked back and saw a Confucian scholar walking in with a gloomy face holding a birdcage. It was the young master Xiaona.

After Xie Xueyi left Yishi Chunqiu, Xi Yaner disappeared, Ting Santie was busy looking for someone, and the Western Confucianism was in chaos. Young Master Xiaona couldn't stand it anymore, so he chased Xie Xueyi to Youxiantai.

"It's about the ghost clan, Xue Yi. How brave are you to not report it?"

Faced with Young Master Xiaona's accusation, Xie Xueyi bowed his head in relief, but Gusu returned his sword and shouted coldly: "Mind your own business!"

(End of this chapter)