I, Ding Xiu, am the number one killer of Gu Long Martial Arts!

Chapter 286 The inexplicable hatred!

"Brother Yun, no!"

Seeing Yun Qingshan lighting the wooden house on fire and about to burn himself, Xue Yiren reacted and shouted loudly, trying to stop it. However, the fire was raging, and even if he was the best swordsman in the world, he was unable to do anything.

At this moment, he saw that Yun Qingshan had regained his composure in the house. He pointed his sword at the ground in the fire and said softly: "Actually, ever since I knew that I had leprosy, I knew that our brotherhood is It’s over, that’s why I chose to leave in the first place, just because I wanted this day to come later.”

"Ugh"

At this point, he paused for a moment before sighing: "But what is supposed to come will always come. I know you don't really want to kill me, but I don't want to live anymore. Do you know? In fact, you can find it." Here is the message I had someone pass on to you. I want to see you again before I die and hand over my swordsmanship to you."

"Brother Yun"

Hearing this, even Xue Yi couldn't help but be moved, tears glistened in his eyes, and he sobbed unspeakably.

"Brothers."

Even when a man is about to die, he speaks well. At this moment, Yun Qingshan seemed to be completely relieved. He laughed loudly and said: "Your sword is a sword of chivalry, the best sword in the world. If it gets stained by a leper like me, Dirty blood is not beautiful, so I’d better handle this matter myself!”

Xue Yiren looked at his brother in the fire. Wherever he looked, he could only see his face. At this moment, under the reflection of the raging fire, it turned red. His sick look was gone, and he looked particularly energetic.

Yun Qingshan raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth and glared. Although he looked a bit ferocious, he was full of energy. At this moment, he actually regained some of his former demeanor as a peerless swordsman who roamed the world.

When Xue Yiren saw this, his throat immediately suffocated and he choked with sobs: "Brother Yun"

But Yun Qingshan laughed loudly and said: "It's a shame that I contracted this ghost disease, otherwise I would have to fight with my good brother for the ownership of the best sword in the world. I hope we can be good brothers again in the next life! Hahahaha."

A sudden burst of flames instantly sealed the holes in the doors and windows. The blazing flames swallowed up the loud laughter. One person, one sword, and one startled, disappeared in the vast sea of ​​fire.

Xue Yiren's face was burned by the fire, and his eyes were filled with tears.

I saw that the wooden house was burning more and more fiercely. Gradually, the fire inside the house spread to the outside, and the fire at the foot of the house climbed up to the roof. The wooden house was radiant and burned as if it were transparent.

This fire burned from dusk to night, lasting for two or three hours. It burned until the walls collapsed and beams collapsed, and everything turned to ashes. It was not until dawn that the remaining fire was completely extinguished.

Xue Yiren stood there in a daze, looking at the scorched earth, and couldn't help but feel sad. However, before he could fully wake up, an angry shout came from his ears.

"Xue! Yi! People!"

Gritting his teeth and speaking every word, his words were full of anger, which suddenly woke Xue Yiren up. He turned his head subconsciously, and what he saw was a young man who was somewhat similar to Yun Qingshan.

"It's you?!"

As Yun Qingshan's sworn brother, Xue Yiren naturally knew the young man in front of him, because this young man was none other than Yun Qingshan's younger brother, Yun Qinghe.

Once upon a time, this young man chased after him, repeatedly calling his second brother, asking him to teach him swordsmanship. But now, this young man stared at him with his eyes fixed on him, and asked in a deep voice: "My eldest brother, who are you?" What? How could his house catch fire?"

"This"

Xue Yiren was paused when he heard the words. He subconsciously glanced at the wooden house that had been burned to ashes. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

Yun Qinghe followed his gaze and looked at the wooden house that was burned to ashes. He seemed to understand something. His body trembled suddenly and he said in a trembling voice: "It's you, you killed my eldest brother!" "Me"

Xue Yiren wanted to answer no, but when he thought that the reason why Yun Qingshan set himself on fire was indeed related to him, he came to the words of defense, but he couldn't say it.

When Yun Qinghe saw this, he just thought that his guess was correct, and roared: "You can kill the sworn brother, are you still a human being? I will kill you to avenge my brother! Drink~~~~"

The moment the words fell, angry shouts arose in the mouth, and then without saying a word, he directly drew his sword, pierced the air with one strike, and flew straight towards Xue Yiren's door.

"Qinghe!"

Xue Yiren was already too late to stop him, but when he saw Yun Qinghe's angry sword stabbing through the air, he quickly dodged to avoid it. His martial arts skills were far superior to Yun Qinghe's. Although the incident happened suddenly, he still avoided it, but Yun Qinghe Unwilling to give up, his sword failed, and he followed closely behind, using his swords in succession, all pointing at the vital points of Xue Yiren's body.

He retreated, dodged, and in the blink of an eye, Xue Yiren had retreated dozens of feet, still unable to escape Yun Qinghe's sword style. He had no choice but to raise his sword to fight back after being pushed to the limit.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."

Like beads falling on a jade plate, like rain hitting plantains, the dense and clear sound of gold and iron clashing resounded through the mountains in an instant, until there was a "boom", and at the moment when the two swords clashed again, the Crow Nine in Xue Yiren's hand The sword actually cut off the long sword in Yun Qinghe's hand.

"Chong"

The thrown half of the sword blade flew through the air and landed dozens of feet away. Yun Qinghe was also shocked and stepped back ten steps. Looking at the broken sword in his hand, his face was full of hatred: "Xue Yiren, just wait, I will definitely avenge you!"

As he spoke, he suddenly broke the sword in his hand and threw it to the ground, then turned away without looking back. That last look made Xue Yiren couldn't help but tremble.

"Qinghe."

It was too late to explain. Time and space flowed before my eyes. In the blink of an eye, decades had passed. Xue Yiren, who was already old, couldn't help but let out a sigh, which made Lu Jinghong next to him curiously ask: "So Master Mochan?" Is this the same Yun Qinghe from back then?"

Xue Yiren nodded and said, "Yes."

Lu Jinghong said in confusion: "Master, since you didn't kill Senior Yun Qingshan, why didn't you explain it clearly to Master Mo Chan?"

Xue Yiren sighed: "Some things cannot be explained clearly. What's more, the reason why Brother Yun set himself on fire is indeed related to me. How can I have the face to defend myself in front of Qinghe?"

Lu Jinghong frowned and said, "I don't understand."

Xue Yiren said: "You don't have to understand, because you haven't reached the time where you need to understand. When you grow up, you will naturally understand. But by then, you may miss not understanding anything now." It's time."

As he spoke, he didn't wait for Lu Jinghong's response before he stepped forward. His pace was not fast, but his speed was astonishingly fast. He disappeared from Lu Jinghong's sight almost in the blink of an eye.

"The owner of the village."

Seeing Xue Yiren's back getting further and further away until he completely disappeared, Lu Jinghong remained stunned in place. He murmured in his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. In the end, he couldn't say anything. He didn't say it out loud, but at this moment, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

"The owner of the village treats me very kindly, and I must settle this grudge for him. By the way, then drive the carriage!"

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Jinghong immediately turned around without saying a word, raised his Qi and lightened his body, pushed his Qinggong to the limit, and chased after the White Horse Incense Car in the direction of its departure at top speed.

(End of this chapter)