Dugu Yihe’s black hair is like ink, and his hair is loose and his hair is as long as a steel needle, and his roots are as erect as a god. He just wants to have a good fight at the moment and hit the enemy Li Zhichang in front of him, but he will read it again in his heart.
He is more deeply aware that after this battle, he seems to be unable to live regardless of winning or losing, because he can still use the sword, but his body has become a dead man, a real dead man.
I don’t know what supported him in his last battle, but his vitality has almost been cut off, even if Li Zhichang showed his magic and continued his life.
Li Zhichang needs to go now. Dugu Yihe will die. Yan Tieshan and Huo Xiu can’t be his opponents, but Li Zhichang is still here. He hasn’t left.
He has given birth to a respect for Du Gu Yi-he’s seldom met a powerful opponent in his life. This is indeed a respectable opponent, and Li Zhichang is also very white. What does Du Gu-he need most now?
He has always been a man who regards life and death as a game, but he knows what it means to respect them without hatred, but they all have an earth-shattering martial arts, and they are all fighters, and Li Zhichang himself has also been drawn to the sword.
Fighters are born to fight, but at this moment, a solitary crane realizes the true meaning of his own martial arts.
Fu Yun said, "It’s a shame to die when you hear the news!"
Huoxiu Li Zhichang Road, the other side of Yan Tieshan River, a solitary crane
They unconsciously formed a triangle between land and water. Someone Li Zhichang will be attacked by three people everywhere unless he can fly.
Dugu Yihe’s quest for World War I has been abandoned. Will it hurt his reputation if he doesn’t besiege?
Now his swordsman is both a sword and a sword, and it is his killing weapon after all.
He doesn’t care what weapon he used when he killed people.
The tip of a lone crane’s sword pointed at Li Zhichang’s chest, and he promised that if Li Zhichang dared to come forward for thirty strokes, he would surely be able to cut Li Zhichang to the sword, which would be the greatest achievement of his life.
The bridge wind has blown up Li Zhichang again, as if it had melted into a mist like smoke and a dream. He is really not afraid of death, and the direction is changing and drifting towards a lonely crane.
When Li Zhichang moved, Yan Tieshan moved and Huo Xiu moved, but Li Zhichang flew out of the sky without touching the ground, and no one saw his sword, but everyone knew that his sword had been overwhelmed by the monstrous sword.
However, with Li Zhichang’s offensive momentum as frightening as a lone crane, he showed a cold smile because when Li Zhichang attacked, he finally grasped the depth of Li Zhichang and Li Zhichang’s martial arts. His eyes were no longer so mysterious, and he still had the ability to fight Li Zhichang to the death.
Li Zhichang strode high, but his sword was double. But there was no sword in his hand. Did he kill people without a sword?
The meaning of sword was formed before it came out, and God stayed behind after it came out. Although Li Zhichang didn’t have a sword, the hand swordsmanship was the most powerful swordsmanship ever. It was a brilliant and brilliant way of saying things.
Gongsun Lan saw this extremely beautiful swordsmanship and unconsciously two lines of clear tears slipped. She was moved by this beauty, but a lover’s hand gently brushed her face and wiped her two lines of clear tears gently.
A young man wiped Gongsun Lan’s tears beside her. It was his dark mane that was not messy, and his white clothes didn’t even have a wrinkle. The outline was beautiful as sculpture, his face was cold, conceited and determined, and his eyes were sharp as blades.
But just now his hand brushed Gongsun Lan’s face like a lover’s.
Gongsun Lan didn’t seem surprised to see him. She wasn’t surprised that he could come to her and do things for this young man. If there is a god in this world, it must be that young people will never have a second one.
Gongsun Lan nervously said, "Nine young master, you’re here."
The nine young master didn’t answer, but looked in the direction of Li Zhichang, and the horse was about to change.
Li Zhichang’s true qi has reached its peak. He is surrounded by three peerless masters. They all move very slowly. There seems to be a pressure around them.
The moonlit sky is a layer of black clouds, and Li Zhichang seems to be hanging at this time.
This moment seems to be limited to stretch.
At the same time, three figures get together at the same time to compete with Li Zhichang’s double fencing.
Li Zhichang is not a sword, but a sword, or a sword seems to make little difference to him.
The only weapon in the sky is the sword. At this moment, Li Zhichang seems to have got the god in the sword
It is the most beautiful thing to have such a swordsmanship in the world, Gongsun Lan. This is why her swordsmanship is not the most beautiful. However, Gongsun Lan seems to feel that something is missing, just a little bit. This pair of swordsmanship seems not to belong to Li Zhichang himself. His swordsmanship is full of spirit and spirit, but it has not been completely integrated with swordsmanship.
There is no flaw in the combination of man and sword, but there is a trace of disharmony
It’s not Li Zhichang’s problem. It’s that the sword is taken.
The wind stopped and the dark clouds receded. Li Zhichang was white as snow, and a solitary crane had black hair like ink.
Li Zhichang, a solitary crane, Yan Tieshan and Huo Xiu, of course, also played the flint. Didn’t the three of them play?
A solitary crane is alive, but he has stopped breathing. His body is still in shape, but his spirit has long since disappeared. Even if this body can be resurrected, it will no longer be a solitary crane.
Li Zhichang’s finger shed a drop of blood and spilled beautiful blood on the bluestone of Changqiao.
It turns out that just now, a lone crane took Li Zhichang’s swordsmanship by himself. Because of that disharmony, the lone crane cut out a sword all his life, which offset Li Zhichang’s swordsmanship, and also eliminated Li Zhichang’s pitfalls and left Yan Tieshan and Huo Xiu who came to the rescue unscathed.
It turned out that Li Zhichang wanted to capture Duguyihe alive, but as Duguyihe got cold feet to inspire the war situation, it could not be controlled by Li Zhichang, and Li Zhichang was also inspired by Duguyihe’s overbearing knife, so he had to vent his sword and murder.
And Huo Xiu and Yan Tieshan didn’t understand their situation until the end, and because they are not as good as before, they can’t stay in Li Zhichang after losing a lonely crane, so the two sides have the meaning of a strike.
Huo Xiu said, "I didn’t expect Yan Duhe to sacrifice himself in the end." Then Huo Xiu said to Li Zhichang, "We give up."
Yan Tieshan seems to have turned into a dying old man and sighed, "There is no doubt that the fortune has been taken away by one person."
Li Zhichang said, "I have guessed that I may not be able to live this time if the two of you have not been previously depleted of spiritual skills."
Huo Xiu said, "If you can see this, you should also know that although our martial arts are still no longer a threat to a master like you."
Li Zhichang said, "God can break your heart and gallbladder. Can I think if a person is a young man?"
Huo Xiu said, "It’s really a young man. He’s not a man at all. He’s a devil. He’s a demon. He’s a Buddha!" For what that man did to him, he dared not be deeply destroyed by that man.
Yan Tieshan said, "I don’t want to meddle in the Jianghu any more. I’m bejeweled and I have a shell left. If Azure doesn’t mind, please ask him to take over." Speaking of this, he was already depressed.
Chapter 30 aftertaste
After the death of Jiugong Dugu Yihe, he took Gongsun Lan away without even looking at Li Zhichang. Gongsun Lan didn’t feel wrong at all. Although Li Zhichang was fierce, he never had an opponent in his eyes. Even the two most powerful swordsmen in the world, Ye Gucheng, the duke of Baiyun and Ximen Chuixue, the owner of Wanmei Villa, could not arouse his interest.