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

The wind has not subsided, the waves have not stopped, and the decisive battle has finally come. At this moment, everyone present looked at each other, but no one knew who won the final victory in this battle.

Is he actually Zi Yihou? Or the man in white?

Curiosity drove everyone to look towards the sea. They saw two battered boats floating on the sea. As the waves rose and fell, the two people on the boat, Hu Buchou, and the strong man Tieshan, all Embarrassed.

However, despite this, the faces of the two people showed an unprecedented excitement, no other than that they had just completed a feat, and participated in the sword fight between the man in white and the marquis in purple at such a close distance. After the showdown, both of them and the way of martial arts had quite a substitute.

Although the risks of this trip are huge, the rewards are undoubtedly huge, enough to make anyone who practices martial arts excited.

However, everyone did not have any expectations for Hu Buchou and the strong man Tieshan. What they eagerly wanted to witness at this moment was the victory or defeat of the unparalleled sword fight just now.

"How's it going? How's it going?"

"Did the man in white win, or did the marquis in purple win?"

"People are invisible and have no idea of ​​victory or defeat."

While everyone was talking about it, they saw a figure in white slowly walking out of the waves and walking to a rock. He held a sword in both hands and raised it high above his head without moving.

The man in white appeared, so naturally the marquis in purple was defeated!

"what?!"

"This"

"Could it be that even the owner of the five-color sailboat was defeated? Isn't the Purple Yihou respected by all the warriors in the world as the number one swordsman at home and abroad? How could he lose? How could he lose?"

Seeing this, countless warriors on the shore couldn't help but stand still. For a moment, they felt as if a huge boulder had been stuffed into their throats, weighing heavily on their hearts, and even breathing became difficult.

The girl on the five-color sailboat fell to the ground and burst into tears. The little princess's eyes were blank, without any focus, as if she had fallen into an endless nightmare. Even Fang Baoyu could only support her silently.

Only Fang Lingyu's face was still indifferent, and he was not moved at all.

Seeing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but curiously asked: "Look at them, everyone is sad, why can you not be affected? Not being disturbed by external objects is certainly a superior state, but in the future, you will also become obstacles.”

Fang Lingyu said: "Zi Yihou is not defeated."

Ding Xiu smiled and asked, "How did you see it?"

Fang Lingyu said: "Of course I can see it with my eyes, it's clear as day!"

It was as if God had confirmed her words again. Just when her words fell, in this suffocating moment, a purple figure slowly rose from the waves. Although his whole body was soaked by the sea water, his face was still Noble and majestic, just like the sea god in ancient mythology.

The person who broke out of the sea was none other than the owner of the five-color sailboat, the Purple-clothed Marquis!
"This"

"It's the Purple Robe Marquis!"

"Zi Yihou is out!"

When everyone saw this, they were stunned at first, and then couldn't help being surprised and happy. However, they still didn't know the outcome of this sword duel. For a while, everyone became quiet again, waiting for the result.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zi Yihou seemed to be walking on the waves, his figure floating, and in the blink of an eye, he was floating on his five-color sailboat again.

The man in white stepped onto the coast and stood on a rock. He turned around and faced the five-color brocade sails in the setting sun. He slowly said in his mouth: "Your sword skills are indeed unparalleled in this world."

Purple-clothed Hou Zhuo stood on the bow of the boat with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty's demeanor and spirit are completely imitated by warriors all over the world, and I admire you greatly." His voice was still very calm, but it passed through the ears of everyone present very clearly, as if The battle just now was just a small warm-up, and it did not damage his fundamentals at all.

But Ding Xiu noticed something strange about Zi Yihou at the first moment. Although he was not dead, his injuries were very serious. All the eight special meridians were damaged, and his skill was only half left.

Of course, the situation of the man in white was not much better. At this moment, he was just suppressing his internal injuries and said calmly: "When you win, you win, and when you lose, you lose."

Zi Yihou couldn't help but feel curious, and quickly followed the voice and asked, "Where are you going, Your Excellency?"

The man in white replied without hesitation: "Deep in the sky!"

The Marquis in Purple Yi was stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted and sighed: "In that case, I will send him off not far away."

During the conversation between the two, no one around them dared to make a sound. After a long while, the man in white slowly said, "I will never forget my defeat today. I will come back in seven years to cleanse this day." The humiliation on the sword." The words suddenly paused, and before Zi Yihou could respond, he flew onto a small boat and gradually disappeared into the depths of the sea and sky.

Only then did the heroes know that the victor in today's battle was actually Zi Yihou. They couldn't help but cheer. The cheers were even more earth-shattering.

Everyone's face turned red with joy and excitement. Some people cheered and grabbed the boat on the beach and rushed towards the five-color boat. Some people couldn't grab the boat, so they jumped into the sea regardless of everything. Some people even jumped into the sea. After jumping into the sea, I remembered that I didn't know the nature of water, so I tried desperately to climb into the boat. The boat was light and there were many people on it. When I was squeezed, the people on the boat also fell into the sea.

Cheers filled the sea, and the sea was filled with darkness, covered with human heads. Almost everyone present went crazy, and everyone cheered like crazy.

On the five-color sailboat, Fang Baoyu looked at this moving scene, his eyes already filled with tears, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Crazy, crazy, there are indeed crazy people in the martial arts world."

Having said this, he suddenly picked up the little princess and cheered loudly: "Long live the Purple Marquis!"

Just now he lamented that others were crazy, but at this moment, he couldn't help but become crazy himself. When the little princess saw her father winning, she was surprised, happy and laughing. She kissed him on the face a few times and said with a sweet smile: "Lovely The little madman!”

Although the crazy crowd did not dare to climb onto the deck, some of them had already climbed onto the side of the boat, some were lapping at the sea water, and some were jumping on the shoulders of their friends. Some of them were enemies in the past, but now you are hooking my arms. neck, I am holding your hand, but I am laughing wildly and cheering in unison: "Long live the Marquis, long live the Purple Marquis." The passionate laughter echoes between the sea and the sky, accompanied by the turbulent waves, unexpectedly unknowingly In the blink of an eye, their past grudges were washed away.

Just because this joy is shared by all the martial arts colleagues in the world, everyone can share the taste of this victory, and this victory is unprecedentedly great.

People are mostly emotional, especially women. Just like now, Shui Tianji may not have much respect for Zi Yihou. The man in white came from the east with a sword and slaughtered countless masters, suppressing the entire Central Plains martial arts community and making it difficult for Shui Tianji to raise its head. Don't care!

But now, infected by the joyful mood of the crowd, Shui Tianji couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face, and couldn't help but said to Ding Xiu: "Do you think these people are crazy? But if there were more people like this in the martial arts world Madman, there will be a lot less sadness."

The words stopped abruptly, because where was Ding Xiu's figure in front of him?
"Hey! Master, where have the others gone?"

After Shui Tianji came to her senses, she quickly asked Fang Lingyu. However, Fang Lingyu was withdrawn and taciturn, and would often not say a word for ten and a half days. Shui Tianji had known Fang Lingyu's temperament for a long time, and she had just asked her casually, not expecting Fang Lingyu to answer. Unexpectedly, Fang Lingyu actually spoke this time. !

Indifferent words, without any emotion, were spoken slowly and softly: "There are so many madmen here. He is not a madman, so of course he has to stay away."

"Forehead"

The sudden answer and the unexpected words made Shui Tianji, who was always smart with her words, couldn't help but choke on these words at this moment, but soon she came to her senses and subconsciously replied: " In that case, why don’t you go with him, Lingyu?”

Shui Lingyu raised her head slightly. Even though the afterglow of the setting sun spread over the sea, she was still like a ghost hiding in the shadows, ethereal and unreal. She stared at Shui Tianji coldly for a long time before sighing softly. Said: "Maybe it's because I've already gone crazy!"

When Shui Tianji heard this, she immediately fell silent and stopped talking. She accompanied Fang Lingyu and looked at the sea in front of her.

Boundless and undulating waves.

The sailing ship is like a shuttle, crossing the sea.

The man in white stood tall on the bow of the ship, his body still as straight as a javelin. There was no expression on his face, but the blood that kept seeping from the corners of his mouth showed that he was seriously injured after this battle.

However, despite this, he was still extremely surprised in his heart, because he had forgotten how long it had been since he tasted the taste of failure.

"Sure enough, it's still as bitter as ever!"

After a sigh, I suddenly heard a man in white singing in a deep voice, singing: "The sky is dark and the earth is ruthless. It's hard to achieve ambition and it's hard to calm down. I'm wearing a lone sword and walking in the wilderness."

The song was low and tragic, a kind of hero's abjection, which made people hear it, but they felt sad and couldn't help themselves. It wasn't until he finished singing that he heard applause accompanied by the undulating waves.

"Good song, good song!"

The man in white could not help but be stunned by the words of admiration that suddenly reached his ears, but he was not an ordinary person after all. After a blink of an eye, he reacted, and then he paused slightly, and the boat stopped abruptly under his feet.

He had to stop, because on the sea in front of him, there was a person standing on the sea. The setting sun was shining slantingly, and the glow was diffuse. The person's face seemed to have a misty color, and he couldn't see his true appearance.

The man in white's eyes flashed, and he stared at the person for a long time, and then said slowly: "I don't think there are masters like you besides the Marquis in Purple Clothes in the world. I wonder why you are here because of your great name?"

"Ding Xiu, that's my name."

The visitor said calmly: "I came here to see how majestic a peerless swordsman who can equal the Purple Marquis is, but I never thought that listening to Junge would give me additional insights."

"oh?!"

Hearing this, he seemed to be interested. The man in white couldn't help but asked with full curiosity: "What is your understanding?"

Ding Xiu let out a long sigh and said, "Your Majesty, you are seeking to be lonely by going independent. But with your talent, why should you suffer so much?"

The man in white didn't answer, and after a long pause, he slowly replied: "This is the song of my late father." He had a grievance in his chest and wanted to express it quickly, but as soon as the words came out, his voice came out loud. But stop.

Seeing this, Ding Xiu sighed sadly, as if he had found a clue from the mysterious life experience of the man in white, and immediately asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, I must be an extraordinary person, and extraordinary people must have extraordinary experiences?"

The man in white was silent for a long time, and then he spoke slowly: "My father's generation was a prodigy, and he was proficient in all kinds of arts. But because he was so distracted, it was difficult to improve his martial arts. As a result, he was invincible in all battles, fell into despair, and suffered a lot. The world's cold eyes will eventually lead to him drifting far away, and many years will pass." At this point, he seemed to have said too much, and his voice suddenly stopped.

However, this short sentence made Ding Xiu's thoughts surge, and he thought to himself: "The father of the man in white must have suffered from his own personal pain, so he made his beloved son put aside all fears in the world, concentrate on martial arts, and listen to that The sadness and anger in the song mean that the old man will definitely die with his eyes open. The man in white has been infected by this injustice since he was a child. Naturally, he will inevitably become cynical, so he will devote his life completely to martial arts. "

In just a short moment, his thoughts went through a thousand times. From those words, he had already formed a simple outline of the life experience of the man in white in front of him, but he didn't know whether to be happy or sigh!

The man in white said slowly: "Others have no right to know my life experience. Even if I tell you something, I hope you can forget it and never tell others." His tone was cold and ruthless, and there was no trace of it. There were traces of the emotion just now, the window of his life was so narrow. Although he couldn't help but open it for others due to his long-term loneliness, but once it opened, it was immediately closed tightly.

Ding Xiu had no intention of exploring his privacy. Hearing this, he immediately changed the subject and asked: "In that case, I will ask you another question."

The man in white didn't object, he just said calmly: "Just ask."

Ding Xiu asked, "In order to prove your martial arts, you have traveled across the sea to the Central Plains martial arts world to challenge the world's masters. Although we are from different nationalities, I have to say that your courage and broad-mindedness are rare in this world. I admire your strong will. But have you really found your own way after fighting all over the world?"

When the man in white heard the words, he lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the long sword in his palm. After another half breath, he calmly replied: "My way is at my feet. Whether it is victory or failure, this step is Having stepped out means that my path has been fulfilled.”

"what!"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu couldn't help but let out a loud laugh: "There is a good way at your feet. This sentence alone is enough to prove that your martial arts cultivation is far more profound than I expected." , if I had known this earlier, I should not have given you up to Ziyihou in the first place, and now it is too late to regret it." (End of this chapter)