Infinite martial arts new world

() At this moment when the night is approaching, it seems that there is only a piece of gray in the world. The green mountains, clear water, green leaves, and red flowers all become gray, like a faint ink painting.

Although this state is beautiful, the dim light will definitely hinder most people's sight.

Even with a pair of 'God's Eyes', vision will definitely be greatly reduced in this environment.

But there's only one type of people that won't be affected: the blind.

Blind people often see better than healthy people, because they rely not on their eyes, but on their hearts.

Mr. Lan Da walked slowly on the small path at the foot of the mountain. Although he seemed to be walking slowly, if he stopped looking at him for a moment, he would suddenly have walked a long way when he looked again.

Suddenly, a "dang" gong sounded from a distance, breaking the silence between heaven and earth.The blind man tapped his bamboo stick to the ground, and slowly walked out of the woods.

Mr. Lan Da also walked towards him, and when they reached a certain distance, they suddenly stopped at the same time.

The two stood facing each other like stone statues. After a long time, Ying Wuwu suddenly asked, "Mr. Jian Landa with God Eyes?"

"Yes, I am Lan Yichen." Mr. Lan Da asked back: "How do you know it must be me?"

"Although my eyes are blind, my heart is not blind. It's just that what I can see is exactly what others cannot see."

"What do you see?"

"I saw your sword aura and murderous aura." The blind man said, "Besides, I still have ears and I can hear."

Lan Yichen sighed: "Mr. Blind Eye Sword Ying really deserves to be the outstanding man among men, the god of swords."

The blind man suddenly sneered: "It's a pity that I'm still blind, how can I compare with your divine eyes that see every detail?"

"You want me to come just because you can't get used to the word 'God's Eye'?"

"Yes." The blind man admitted: "I have been learning swordsmanship for 30 years, and I know swords that are famous all over the world. There is only one wish that I have not fulfilled. In my lifetime, I must try to see if I, a blind man, can compare with you, the unparalleled pair of swordsmen in the world. Divine eyes."

Lan Yichen sighed again: "There should be nothing, there should be nothing in your eyes, and you can't hold anything in your heart unexpectedly."

Ying Wuwu said coldly: "Lan Yichen, now I know why you are called Lan Yichen, because you still have a little uncertainty in your heart, and you still have a little arrogance, that's why you came here."

"You're half right." Lan Yichen shook his head, "I have no arrogance in my heart, but there is indeed a piece of dust. Because of this piece of dust that has been there for many years, even if you don't look for me, I will come today."

"Jiannian dust?" Ying Wuwu's eyes rolled twice: "Is this piece of dust surnamed Yang?"

Lan Yichen refused to say any more: "You don't need to know that, you just need to know that one of us will die today."

Ying Wuwu suddenly smiled: "That's right, one of us is going to die. No matter who dies, the name of this piece of dust doesn't matter anymore."

A thin and long sword was pulled out from his bamboo pole in the blink of an eye, and the cold light trembled like a spirit snake.It was constantly trembling in the evening wind, making it impossible for people to see where his sword tip was pointing, let alone where he was going to stab, even the color of the sword light seemed to be changing.

Sometimes red, sometimes blue.

The pupils of Mr. Lan Da's sharp eyes have also shrunk.

Spiritual Snake Sword, spirit is like green bamboo, poison is like red sword, soul is broken in seven steps, life is gone.

Green Bamboo and Chilian are the most poisonous snakes.

With a backhand, Lan Yichen held an ancient and clumsy long sword whose light was as blue as the blue sky.

Blue Mountain Ancient Sword.

Ying Wuwu's long sword was trembling all the time, but Lan Shan's ancient sword didn't move.The light of Ying Wuwu's sword keeps changing, but the ancient sword of Lanshan remains unchanged.

Braking with stillness, responding to all changes with invariance, the ancient sword of Lanshan is as steady as a mountain.

The night is coming again, the gray has turned into darkness, and the startled old birds return to the forest.Ying Wuwu's sword stopped trembling suddenly, and he sighed.Ask: "Is it dark now?"

Lan Yichen nodded: "Yes."

Ying Wuwu said lightly: "It's dark, I can't see, you can't see either, you have eyes and you have no eyes, to tell the truth, I don't want to beat you anymore."

"You're wrong!" Lan Yichen said in a colder voice, "Even in a dark night with no stars, no moon and no lights, I can still see because I have dual eyes."

A chrysanthemum bloomed on Ying Wuwu's face: "In that case, let's fight."

Lan Yichen's expression suddenly changed.

Why did his face change?Doesn't he have a pair of divine eyes that are not afraid of the dark?

Ying Wuwu sneered and said: "The more a person lacks something, the more he likes to show off. From three years ago, as long as you appeared in the world, you would inevitably show your god eyes everywhere, even in the small noodle restaurant on the side of the road. You have to put on a deliberate gesture when eating noodles. So if I guessed correctly, your eyesight is already dead!"

"You can try." Lan Yichen's tone was cold and full of confidence.But if someone is nearby, you can definitely see that his face is pale, and the hand holding the sword even has blue veins bursting out.

"If you are still divine eyes, you will not come today at all!" Ying Wuwu sternly said: "You have never put a blind man in your eyes, only when your eyes are not good, you will think it is fair duel!"

Lan Yichen stopped talking, and suddenly swung his sword. The light of the ancient sword grew violently. The blade of the three-foot-seven-inch long sword seemed to grow another foot suddenly, and there was an extra blue streak on the tip of the sword. The radiance of color, stretching and contracting indefinitely, is brilliant and dazzling, like the legendary sword energy, going straight to Ying Wuwu's face.

This sword is already the accumulation of his whole life's skills!

There was only a sound of "click", and a tree five feet away suddenly broke in the middle.

Ying Wuwu had already stood three feet outside the tree at some point, and shook his head coldly.

The sword qi only prolongs the attack length of the sword, no matter how strong the sword qi is, it will not be longer than the spear, and it is useless if it cannot be stabbed.

For masters of their level, if they miss a sword, they must miss the sword.

With one sword, the outcome has been decided.

But life and death are yet to be decided.

Mr. Lan Da suddenly withdrew his sword and sighed heavily: "I'm ready."

What are you ready for?

In this case, it can only be ready to die.

Ying Wuwu slowly raised the Spirit Snake Sword, without moving his arm, but the sword body was trembling non-stop. It stabbed forward continuously, making a buzzing sound. It seemed that the sword could use itself without the master's control at all. Make the most exquisite moves.

Suddenly there was a sound of flying and running on the small road, and a person shouted loudly: "Stop! No one is allowed to kill people on my ground! It doesn't matter who you are."

A head catcher ran along the road, followed by a swordsman. Both of them were out of breath. The young swordsman kept complaining to him: "Do you know how rare a duel at this level is? How much it inspired me to practice swordsmanship." And help? It may not be possible to see it once in a lifetime, you are so troublesome, and you still want to stop it."

The head catcher glared at him, and said angrily: "Nonsense, I am the head catcher, and this is my duty."