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Even his physical body no longer exists.

The only thing that exists between heaven and earth is his sword and Chu Feng.

The solid maple tree was broken into two pieces by a light stroke of Yan Shisan's sword.

Because there is no such tree in his eyes.

In Yan Shisan's eyes, the dense maple forest is just a piece of flat land.

Wherever his sword goes, there it goes.

Nothing in the world can stop his sword.

The maple trees fell one by one, and the sky was full of blood and rain.

But Chu Feng was still beyond his sword's edge.

Step after step, walking slowly.

The speed is exactly the same as before.

The ever-flowing sword light suddenly underwent a strange change, becoming heavy and clumsy.

The sword light suddenly disappeared, and the sword style suddenly stopped.

Yan Shisan stared at the sword in his hand.

The eyes seemed to have flames burning, and also seemed to have ice condensing.

Although his sword is still in his hand, all changes have been exhausted.

Yan Shisan had already used his No. 14 sword, but it didn't even touch the corner of Chu Feng's clothes.

Now his sword is dead.

His sword, the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords, and even the No. 14 changes, could not stop Chu Feng's footsteps at all.

Even Chu Feng didn't look back.

No matter how Yan Shisan's sword scratched his back, he felt better than just taking a leisurely stroll.

By this time, Yan Shisan had exhausted all his moves, his sword skills were dead, and this battle should have ended.

But at this moment, the originally dead sword suddenly underwent a strange change.

The fallen leaves flying all over the sky suddenly scattered.

Everything that was moving suddenly stopped.

Absolutely still.

It was still, but it started to move.

Life and death have undergone the ultimate transformation.

Life becomes death, death becomes life.

Yan Shisan’s dead sword came to life.

It begins to plunder all life and power around it.

It will turn all life into death.

Now this sword can pierce Chu Feng's chest and throat at any time, and there is absolutely no power in the world that can stop it.

Because this sword is: death.

When death comes, what power in the world can stop it?

Just when the sword was thrust out, Chu Feng suddenly looked back.

Shocking robbery.

With just one glance, Yan Shisan's 40-year career was revealed.

Light flashed in Yan Shisan's eyes.

From ignorance to understanding.

Finally, he suddenly showed an expression of extreme fear.

Chu Feng disappeared from his sight.

Before Jianfeng, there was a different person.

This person is very familiar and I see him every day.

It's like looking into a bronze mirror in the morning.

That was himself, Yan Shisan.

When Yan Shisan's Thirteen Deadly Swords finally underwent the ultimate No. 15 changes.

His opponent becomes himself.

Whether he thrust his sword or not, the only one who would die would be Yan Shisan.

Yan Shisan suddenly laughed.

My heart is full of joy.

He could finally see his strongest sword.

From the moment he took the shot, he saw the sword hit.

In his joy, he did things that no one could imagine or imagine.

Yan Shisan suddenly turned the edge of his sword, cut his own throat, and chopped off his own head with one strike.

The moment the sword cut his throat, there was no longer fear in his eyes.

At that moment, his eyes became clear and empty.

Filled with happiness and peace.

Ask for benevolence and you will get benevolence, ask for a sword and you will get a sword.

No regrets in this life!

Yan Shisan fell down.

Until he fell, until his heartbeat had stopped and his breathing had stopped, the sword in his hand was still vibrating, as if it had a life of its own.

Then, one foot suddenly stepped down.

The sword is also dead.

[Ding, to kill Yan Shisan, please choose the opponent’s martial arts. 】

Chu Feng nodded gently.

Choice: Fifteen Deadly Swords.

The Fifteen Deadly Swords are a variation that Yan Shisan developed from the "Thirteen Deadly Swords".

Originally, Yan Shisan had already comprehended the No. 14 changes, which was already quite remarkable.

But he broke through himself and created No. 15 changes.

This change can only occur once.

Because this move has been separated from the world.

Yan Shisan couldn't control it.

When he lost control like this, Chu Feng used Jingmu Jie to break the heart of his sword.

Yan Shisan lost the target of his sword.

He could only draw the sword against himself.

As long as this kind of sword technique is used, someone will definitely die by the sword.

No one else but yourself.

Chapter 2: A sword coming from the west, flying immortals from the sky

Chu Feng is back.

Chu Feng returned from the Tang Kingdom in the west.

A piece of news quickly swept the Ming Dynasty.

Nowadays, only Yanjing and a small piece of territory further north are left in the Diming Kingdom.

The rest of the land was divided between the Yuan and Song Dynasties.

However, Yanjing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, has not yet been conquered, just because it is waiting for one person.

He's finally back now.

On a full moon night, on the top of the Forbidden City, a sword comes from the west, and a fairy flies from the sky.

In the East China Sea of ​​the Ming Dynasty, there was a Feixian Island, and there was a Baiyun City on the island.

Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, is outside the sky, his sword is like a flying fairy, and his people are like flying fairy.

He is now in Yanjing, openly challenging Xiangyang Chu Feng.

This is the last hope of the Ming Dynasty.

Yanjing, Chunhua Tower, was bustling with people.

Everyone is waiting.

Suddenly, everyone smelled a strange floral fragrance.

Then I saw six girls with black hair hanging down their shoulders and clothes as white as snow, walking in carrying a basket full of yellow chrysanthemums.

They scattered the bright flowers along the way and laid a tapestry on the ground.

Behind them, a person stepped on the flowers and walked up slowly.

His face was very pale.

It is neither pale nor pale, but a color as clear and translucent as white jade.

His eyes were not pitch black, but they were terrifyingly bright, like two cold stars.

On her jet-black hair, she wore a beaded crown with a sandalwood base, and the clothes on her body were as white as snow.

He walked very slowly, like a king entering his palace, or like a flying fairy from the sky descending to the world.

The guests around were talking a lot.

"Is he Ye Gucheng? He looks really talented."

"Look behind him, the boy in white is holding an earth sword. I heard it is extremely sharp."

"Huh? Someone is coming to greet you."

The man was sitting quietly in the corner. He was still very young, and his clothes were gorgeous, but his eyes had a cruel expression like a corpse-eating hawk.

He walked towards Ye Gucheng, with a murderous look on his body.

The seven or eight tables of people sitting between him and Ye Gucheng suddenly dispersed and retreated to the corners on both sides.

Ye Gucheng stopped and looked at the visitor coldly.

The man untied his gown, revealing a smart outfit underneath.

His costume is neither strange nor scary.

What's scary is that there are two leopard leather bags stuck to his left hip bone, and a pair of fish skin gloves inserted into his belt.

":! "The Tang Dynasty in Sichuan saw blood, and today I will learn the swordsmanship of Feixianwai."

The restaurant became silent for a moment. Everyone wanted to leave, but they couldn't bear to leave.

Everyone knows that right here, at this moment, a thrilling and fierce battle is about to begin.

Tang Jianxue took off his gown and put on his gloves.

The fishskin gloves flashed with a strange green light, and his face seemed to be pale green as well.

In the eyes of people in the martial arts world, the hidden weapons of the Tang family in Sichuan are even more terrifying than the plague.