Martial Arts: Start from Getting Xiao Li Fei Dao

A voice like a demon sounded.

When Ximen Chuixue closed his pupils, his body only felt that his entire mind was blank.

He raised his head and looked at Li Feng suddenly.

What he saw was not Li Feng.

but another self.

"I don't kill you because... I think you have a chance to surpass me in twenty years."

Lu Xiaofeng had heard this sentence before, this was the second time he had heard it, and now Li Feng said it again.

The person who said this for the first time... was not Ye Gucheng, nor Li Feng, but Ximen Chuixue.

He once said that to a loser.

But Lu XiaoFeng understood that Li Feng's words were killing people.

In the past, Ximen Chuixue once said this to a person.

Su Shaoying, one of Emei's three and four shows, once lost to Ximen Chuixue, and he wanted to die, and Ximen Chuixue also told him in the same tone.

Such a failure, the same humiliation, and now for myself.

Ximen Chuixue's heart suddenly became chaotic. He found that he seemed to have done a lot of things wrong. From the beginning to the end, his cognition had made a huge mistake.

"Actually...you haven't forgotten your feelings at all, and you've never been ruthless."

Li Feng picked up a pot of wine, drank it lightly, looked at Ximen Chuixue with regret, "Your heart, even a little... inferior."

"self-abasement"

Ximen Chuixue suddenly laughed and said angrily,"

Why am I inferior!" "Aren't you inferior? You can't win Dugu Yihe in the first place. Of course, during the Great Jinpeng Dynasty incident, you were able to win Dugu Yihe because he wanted to die, especially after [-] moves... He remembered the mistakes he had made over the years.

He felt that he deserved to be damned. When he faced off against Huo Tianqing earlier, he wasted his inner strength. Did you really win? Actually, you know that you can't win. "

Li Feng sighed.

"……I know……"

Ximen Chuixue's face was gloomy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He kept coughing, "Ximen Chuixue is very powerful, but... have you ever won a real master? The wooden Daoist present, you and him challenged Ye Gucheng, you challenged"

Li Feng couldn't help laughing.

"enough!"

Lu XiaoFeng's voice became extremely indifferent, "Why do you want to say it again?"

"Let him speak."

Ximen Chuixue looked at Li Feng with deadly eyes.

"You're just walking the old path of losers killed by yourself. You can kill people, so why would you insult someone?"

Li Feng asked inexplicably, "Why does everyone use swords, and your sword is the most noble."

Li Feng sighed.

"..."

"You don't understand swords at all, Ximen Chuixue..."

Li Feng walked towards Ximen Chuixue, bent down, and put a hand on his hair.

Ximen Chuixue stared at Li Feng, blood dripping from his mouth, and blood on his clothes, all blood.

His murder clothes were never bloody.

There was blood on his sword too, all his own blood.

Sun Xiuqing stared blankly at the scene in front of her, and she suddenly understood that it was no longer important to kill Ximen Chuixue, and now Ximen Chuixue was suffering something worse than killing him.

"You don't deserve a sword."

Li Feng whispered.

"I only know swordsmen.

, should be sincere with the sword in hand. "

Ximen Chuixue trembled, "Is this also wrong?"

Ye Gucheng stared at Li Feng, he had never felt this way, his heart was burning, his whole body was burning, his sword was shaking, he wanted to do it for his own kendo prove.

Aunt Gongsun shook her head, "Swordsman.

, why are you sincere with the sword?"

"you shut up."

Ye Gucheng said coldly to Aunt Gongsun.

"Ye Gucheng, you tell me to shut up now, if I become stronger in the future, I want you to die under the sword."

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