The strongest sword god system

"Congratulations to the host's ground-breaking swordsmanship - Burning Heaven and Earth for being raised to the realm of a generation of masters..."

The voice of the system sounded in Su Bai's mind, and Su Bai's temperament at the moment also changed in vain. Originally, when he was holding the iron sword, he seemed decisive, but now holding the iron sword, he was no longer as fierce as before. , more like an elegant scholar walking in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River with a pen and ink. ,

Back to Basics!

Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship has reached its peak, and the complexity has long been simplified.

The kind of swordsmanship that sweeps countless swordsmen all over the world and restrains his own edge is Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship.

It's just that when Su Bai really understood Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship, he felt an inexplicable heaviness, which even made him want to give up the sword in his hand. Su Bai vaguely understood why Xie Xiaofeng gave up the world's number one sword And turned into Aji and disappeared from everyone.

"His swordsmanship is really tiring...Practicing his swordsmanship is even more tiring..." Su Bai murmured in his heart. Recently, in order to master Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship as soon as possible, he has stretched his heartstrings very tightly, constantly using external pressure to hone his skills own swordsmanship.

Thinking of this, Su Bai completely relaxed as if he had realized something, and his mind was immersed in Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship. But at this moment, the world before Su Bai's eyes became dark in vain, and the darkness gradually flooded his world. The sword intent and the endless sword energy dissipated like clouds and smoke, and the feeling of changing stars flooded Su Bai's heart again.

Su Bai had experienced this feeling several times before, and it was this feeling that made him witness Ye Gucheng's loneliness and amazement, and Ximen Chuuxue's loneliness like snow, "Finally here..."

The darkness slowly dissipated in Su Bai's eyes, replaced by the streets full of traffic, and the voices of peddlers echoed in his ears.

For the second time, Su Bai met Xie Xiaofeng.

So far, Su Bai can hardly forget the scene when he met Xie Xiaofeng for the first time.

In front of Excalibur Villa by Green Water Lake on Cuiyun Peak.The king who is dressed in white clothes like snow, like a banished fairy.

It's just that the Xie Xiaofeng in front of him is completely different from the one in Su Bai's impression. The Xie Xiaofeng in front of him has disheveled hair and ragged clothes. There is only a dim color in his eyes that were originally as bright as stars. His hands holding the sword are now picking up the dung bucket.

Standing a few meters away, Su Bai could vaguely smell the pungent smell.

Su Bai frowned slightly.He didn't expect that Xie Xiaofeng, who was revered as the sword god by countless powerful people in the world, would be reduced to such a scene.

As if sensing Su Bai's gaze, Xie Xiaofeng slowly raised his head and looked at Su Bai. The only thing that remained unchanged was the sadness between his brows, which even the sun could not melt away.

"You're here..." Xie Xiaofeng said, and he put down the dung bucket in his hand.

Su Bai cast his eyes over the past, and he could vaguely see the familiar words at the bottom of the dung bucket: Xie Xiaofeng.

"Isn't it ridiculous? The most respected name at the beginning has now become the point where thousands of people reviled..." Xie Xiaofeng followed Su Bai's line of sight, his thin figure trembling in the sunlight, his voice almost depressing heavy. "My father died...my wife married someone else...I personally killed my brother-in-law, and my sister-in-law jumped off a cliff to commit suicide...Everyone said that Xie Xiaofeng in Shenjian Villa killed his brother and raped his sister-in-law. In the end, his wife and children broke up and the family was destroyed. ..."

The sunlight seemed to become heavy at this moment, and Su Bai looked directly at Xie Xiaofeng, and the sadness between his brows became more intense.

As for the reason for this, Su Bai has also dabbled in it in his previous life. Xie Xiaofeng's righteous brother Tie Xuan asked Xie Xiaofeng to save the former prince and planned a bitter plan.Asking Xie Xiaofeng to kill his brother himself to rescue the former prince also fulfilled his crime of killing his brother.And his righteous sister-in-law committed suicide by jumping off a cliff, which once again fulfilled his crime of treacherous sister-in-law.

Xie Xiaofeng, the name that was originally high on the altar fell into the mortal world at that time, and it was lost forever.

He was burdened with countless notorieties, and Excalibur Villa was also burdened with infamy. His father committed suicide at that time, and his wife Murong Diqiu also married someone else.It can be said that the family is broken.

For the sake of the reputation of Shenjian Villa, there is no more Xie Xiaofeng in this world.

Looking at Xie Xiaofeng in front of him, Su Bai's mood also became inexplicably heavy. This was originally a person who gathered thousands of favors, endless glory and pride.But now it has become like this.

Life is a grand tragedy, Su Bai didn't know why he thought of such words to describe Xie Xiaofeng in front of him.

"The rivers and lakes are a prison. We are often like fallen leaves in the wind, and the impetuousness in the water is often involuntary." Su Bai didn't know how to comfort Xie Xiaofeng in front of him, but he just said such words.

Xie Xiaofeng remained silent, bent down and put the dung bucket on the side of the dung truck again, pushed the dung truck, and disappeared into the street shrouded in the setting sun with slow steps, followed by Su Bai.

In the following days, Xie Xiaofeng became more and more silent, and sometimes he didn't speak for several days, as if Su Bai didn't exist.

Su Bai didn't take the initiative to speak, but in his spare time, he practiced swordsmanship outside the dilapidated house where Xie Xiaofeng lived, which always attracted Xie Xiaofeng to stop for a while.

Xie Xiaofeng did not take the initiative to teach Su Bai's swordsmanship, but Su Bai has made amazing progress in Xie Xiaofeng's swordsmanship.

This kind of progress, especially after witnessing Xie Xiaofeng's experience with his own eyes, is even more obvious.

Especially on that day, when Su Bai witnessed the people around him who were familiar with Xie Xiaofeng spitting on the dung bucket with Xie Xiaofeng's name engraved on it, Su Bai felt Xie Xiaofeng's heaviness even more.

"When did this name become stinkier than dung?" Outside the dilapidated house, Xie Xiaofeng was washing the dung bucket. The whole dung bucket looked extremely clean, just like a wine bucket in a wine shop, but no matter how hard he tried, the brush in his hand couldn't Wash off the three words engraved on the bottom of the barrel: Xie Xiaofeng.

Su Bai remained silent. He noticed that the sadness between the brows of this almost numb person in front of him became more intense, and his heart, which was originally riddled with holes, became heavier.

"I saw her today..." Xie Xiaofeng suddenly stopped the movement of his hands, and he didn't hesitate to grab the flagon beside him with his feces-stained hands and drink up to the sky.

Although Xie Xiaofeng didn't name anyone, Su Bai knew who that person was, Murong Diqiu.

Xie Xiaofeng's wife!

"Did I betray her or did she betray me?" Xie Xiaofeng forgot the flagon in his hand, his face looked extraordinarily lonely.

Su Bai didn't answer, but just looked at Xie Xiaofeng quietly. He knew that Xie Xiaofeng's feelings for this woman had been deeply rooted in his bones, but he hated it deeply.

bang...

The flagon in Xie Xiaofeng's hand fell to the ground quietly, and Xie Xiaofeng got up and walked towards Su Bai.

A strong pungent smell came over his face, Xie Xiaofeng stretched out his feces-stained right hand to Su Bai, "Give me the sword?"

Su Bai didn't know how long he had been here, he had already forgotten it, but the only thing he remembered was that since he saw Xie Xiaofeng again, he never saw Xie Xiaofeng hold the sword again.

Hearing this, Su Bai handed over the iron sword in his hand.

Holding the sword again, Xie Xiaofeng remained silent, staring at the iron sword for a long time with his gloomy eyes, just now he danced the sword, his movements were clumsy and slow, the dim iron sword was still dim in his hands, no longer the same as before. Chilling Kyushu, the might of the sword qi spanning ninety thousand miles, but at the moment when the iron sword in his hand pierced, the endless sword intent burst out in the void, turning into colorful fallen flowers and rustling down, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Sword intent...

Seeing the figure dancing sword under the colorful falling flowers, Su Bai's mood became heavier.

Xie Jianfeng's sword intent was heavier and sadder than his sword skills.

A kind of enlightenment slowly emerged in Su Bai's heart. Now he gradually understood Xie Xiaofeng's almost depressive sadness and heaviness. If Xie Xiaofeng's sadness and heaviness before were brought to him by the sword in his hand, this kind of sadness now And the heaviness was brought to him by this river and lake.

Very slowly, Xie Xiaofeng's movements were full of flaws, and so was his swordsmanship.

But it gave Su Bai an inexplicable shock. He had never seen such swordsmanship before, without Ye Gucheng's astonishment, without Ximen Chuuxue's loneliness, but with that almost desperate sadness. The sword he stabbed seemed not to be piercing nothingness. , but stabbed at the bottom of my heart, and the sword was stained with blood and hurt myself.

After a long time, Xie Xiaofeng stopped his figure and returned the iron sword to Su Bai. After a long silence, he spoke again: "I'm leaving..."

"Where are you going?" Su Bai asked.

"Lao Mazi and the others were taken away by her." Xie Xiaofeng didn't say where he was going.

Old Mazi, Su Bai still has some impressions of this person. He vaguely remembered that Xie Xiaofeng's current job as a manure transporter was introduced by Lao Mazi.

Xie Xiaofeng turned around, leaving Su Bai with a very lonely figure.

Su Bai didn't catch up, because he found that everything in front of him gradually dissipated like green smoke, and finally only Xie Xiaofeng's back was left.

Su Bai knew that the illusion was coming to an end again.

"Once he becomes Xie Xiaofeng, he will always be Xie Xiaofeng..." Su Bai watched as Xie Xiaofeng's figure drifted away, and his eyes were once again replaced by endless darkness, and the voice of the system sounded in his mind again, "Congratulations to the host for understanding the sword!" Meaning—only mourning sword intent!" (To be continued...)