A string of brocade music touches the ears and touches the heart.
Reality always collides with death. The grief and sorrow scattered in the traces of time are disguised as strong and unspeakable thoughts, flowing in a melancholy tune.
In a daze, I stretched out my hand to touch it, and saw the cold fullness.
Silence! Another fetter of vicissitudes of life disappears.
And those terrifying eyes have not looked toward the battle for a long time. He seemed to be more "concerned" about Gao Jianli's back than the ongoing battle.
During the battle when Gai Nie had no time to spare, and at the moment when Gao Jianli's fingertips rested on the piano, an ancient sword of chaos was intended to hide the dim sword energy in an atmosphere that could not be felt by the outside world.
It was like a breeze blowing by, without any sense of danger.
The night light filtered through the curtains.
The herbal tea gradually cools down.
That kind of hidden sword energy didn't seem to wake up from a dream until the Luan Shen Sword penetrated that back, causing blood to fly and wet the field of vision.
Silently, the sinister smile on the corner of the hooded man's mouth became darker and darker, gradually turning into a bloodthirsty color.
The clear sound of the piano fills every space in the city. In the sound of the piano, it seems that there is an illusory spirit dancing with the wind; it also seems that there are dazzling midnight flowers blooming one after another, emitting the fragrance of the music.
The bright light, the wooden sword and the melody played together.
Gai Nie's eyes were dark and intense as he met the flickering firelight.
The shadow of the soul and the echo of the wind flow out from the fingers, like a thin stream flowing through the heart, soft, quiet, comfortable and comfortable.
Gai Nie's footsteps followed the sound of the piano, as if he was stepping on the sound of the piano. He could vaguely hear the sound of broken leaves, matching the rhythm of the piano, and then drifting away in the wind.
The sound of the piano is compact, and the tugging heart enters the condensed scene. In the silence, Gai Nie stands on the edge of darkness, but his eyes are blocked by a bright film. No matter how he moves forward, he can only sink into the firelight and gradually be enveloped by it.
Swallowed until the gorgeous fiery swords broke out of their cocoons and suddenly appeared before their eyes.
The sound of the piano is like the roar of the pines in the wind, and like the rushing water of a spring.
The plucked strings linger on the fingertips, stirring up the vicissitudes of life. The sound of the piano travels through the years, travels through time, and walks with the passing souls. It is as melodious as the spring water in the mountains, flowing gurglingly. Knowing that there is nothing more to life than appearance.
Apart from the noise and restlessness, there is also a kind of quiet and cautious growth inside, which will not disappear as time goes by.
Gai Nie raised his wooden sword and resisted the force of the mountain falling, like a waterfall hanging in the air, with a bang thousands of miles away.amp;#160;
The corners of the young man's mouth were half-smiling, and the energy of the two swords pressed against the wooden sword rolled violently. Gradually, he put away one hand, and the monster sword that left the wooden sword was raised high...
Intense fire!
The sword swung high!
Fingers tense and filled with hatred!
asphyxia--!
Everyone present looked at the sword with bated breath.
The hooded man's wandering thoughts suddenly retracted his sword and came over. He gave up on Gao Jianli's back, and his cold eyes were firmly focused on Gai Nie's back.
This moment is an opportunity that cannot be missed and will never come back.
When the bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth solidified, the God of Chaos came out of its sheath, with a cold light.
A demon sword raised high suddenly turned in the young man's hand, and its tip hit Gai Nie's head.
Gai Nie stiffened his body, his consciousness colliding with the Luan Shen Sword that came from behind him, and he stared closely at the other Demon Sword in front of him, like a cold and sharp needle, ready to prick it down at any time!
There is a dim light in the sky that penetrates the clouds, and water flows over the leaves and tiles, like a dream wrapped in a gauze.
after……
The leaves are falling, the clear water is far away, and the pagoda is like a wave carrying the sound of the wind.
Gao Jianli suddenly opened his eyes. His black jade-like hair was blown messily in front of his forehead by the night wind, and his eyes were as cold as the cold mist at dawn.
The hooded man who passed by and was concentrating on launching a sneak attack did not even look back.
The fingertips are finished, and the sound of the piano is exquisite, just like the whispers in the wind sending the passing away to the underworld.
No sound could be heard in Songhai City.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;The only thing left in this world is the sneak attack whirlpool.
.The roar came out of the wilderness, and the cold wind blew.
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;Sweeping like wind and snow from a distance!
amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;Everyone looked over there in surprise.
A crisp sound pierced the flesh and blood, sending ice-cold shards flying.
"you……"
His body was shaking strangely, his voice was hoarse, and his throat was dry and he couldn't speak.
Instantly...
amp;#160;amp;#160;The man in the hood was like falling into an ice cave. All movements stopped at that moment. He was shaking all over. He suddenly understood that while he was waiting for the enemy to reveal his flaw, Gao Jianli was also waiting for the snare to be revealed.
The flaw was just that the opponent had been ups and downs longer than him. When he was so confident that he was about to take down Gai Nie and was so focused, he was greedy for victory and did not want to lose. He actually revealed the flaw first. He was immediately stung and embarrassed.
He no longer cared about anything, his eyes were full of fear, but at this moment he only had one choice left. If he didn't want to die, he had to squeeze out his last remaining strength, desperately escape, and minimize the trauma on his back.
"Take the other's way and do the same to him." Gao Jianli's eyes were as cold as silver needles: "Those like you who only know how to plot behind the back are absolutely unforgivable."
If you leave your back to a trustworthy person, how can you leave a gap in Gai Nie's back? When the hooded man passed by where he was sitting, he aimed at Gai Nie's back and indulged in the excitement of succeeding.
, but he relaxed his grudge behind his back. For such a cunning and cunning guy, who targeted other people's backs, at this moment, it backfired and he was hit hard. It was really a huge blow and irony.
The man in the hood was still preparing to struggle to escape, but how could he get his wish? The Shui Han Sword had penetrated three thirds of his body, and the force of Gao Jianli was still unstoppable. He then pursued him straight up, using all his strength, he advanced one more point, and another point...
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amp;#160;amp;#160;The hooded man groaned, and his back felt extremely cold and painful. However, he found that he could no longer pull away. His fingers tightly wrapped around the Luan Shen Sword, as if it was the last piece of floating water before he drowned.
Wood, even if it is embedded in the palm of your hand, you will never let go.
He turned his head to look at him in pain, and was surprised to find that Gao Jianli's eyes were filled with coldness. In addition to the palpitating chill, there was also a bone-chilling coldness on his back, and a brittle feeling like ice.
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amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;amp;#160;"Pa—!"
A pair of twin sisters spun around and shot out two slender sword energy, shattering the tiles between Gao Jianli and the man in the hood.
While Gao Jianli ran away, the desperate man in the hood also reluctantly ran away.
Gai Nie gradually tightened his lips. The outline of his facial features was masculine, as if made of steel, yet extremely hard and soft. There was an almost suffocating, strong murderous aura, as if he could easily destroy anyone or anything.
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This is an indifferent existence.
Dangerous and unfamiliar.
There are no ups and downs of worries, no dilemmas, no calculations, no hesitations about gains and losses. The sword master who carries too much in his heart is finally able to deal with the situation with all his heart. Finally, he can deal with everything without any scruples.
He displayed the exquisite Guigu swordsmanship, combined with his extremely fast and sharp body skills to turn defense into offense.
A long rainbow penetrated the sun, creating countless ripples under the defense of the young demon. It felt like a knife scraping against the body. The young man's body was slightly unsteady, but Gai Nie seized the opportunity and used strength to penetrate his leg bones to kill first.
Come.
The young man snorted coldly,
The fiercely rotating swords hit the wooden sword, and once again, there was that gentle feeling. The strong force hit the wooden sword and it actually became soft and soft, and the force was reduced by half.
While the young man was stunned, he was also wary of the Hundred-Step Flying Sword that could explode at any time. This time he decisively stopped his hand and withdrew early. However, he was shocked to realize that the two swords were like magnets and could not be separated. The wooden sword suddenly turned sharply.
Two back and forths drained the sword energy from the demon's swords, disappearing without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.
The young man looked surprised, and Ge Nie swung his sword in an arc, and passed it against the young man's throat.
In the blink of an eye, the sharply turned wooden sword suddenly turned around and stabbed the young man between the eyebrows.
Cold sweat oozed from his back. After a moment of delusion, he finally realized that the move Gai Nie used was not the same one he had used before.
When I caught a glimpse of Gai Nie's eyes, they were like the cold sea, calm and waveless. However, they were so deep, as if there was a deep undercurrent hidden in the eyes, which could suck him in all the time.
Treat him the same as he did. (Yes, this guy was hit again)
"Bah!"
The sharp edge flashing in his pupils slanted across the sideburns he was avoiding.
In the end, I had no choice but to avoid it in embarrassment with only the remaining shock. Silently, a few strands of black hair on my forehead quietly flew away.
The cold wind roared wildly, and the cynicism and cynicism echoed in his ears again like a nightmare...
Gai Nie took the opportunity to catch up, and when he turned around, he instantly took the wooden sword with his left hand, injected his Hunyuan skill, and pointed it at the young man's heart without mercy.
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The two demon swords blocking his body suddenly trembled slightly, and the remaining strength flowed away decadently, as if it was withered and broken. His arms were numb from the shock, and his knuckles cracked.
The power of the wooden sword suddenly increased sharply, like a wave of dark sea. It went straight forward, pushed the demon swords hard, and hit the young man's chest hard.
As if tearing apart, there was a loud bang in the young man's head, stars appeared in front of his eyes, blood surged in his chest, and his heart was miserable, as if all his internal organs were about to be crushed.
In just half a moment, his body flew away like a speeding arrow, breaking the walls of the pavilion and being submerged in a mess of ash.
(It is not appropriate to fight, especially during the Chinese New Year. The author is firmly against violence)
amp;#160;The sky seemed to have experienced a roaring storm, and the dense sea of clouds was rolled up, farther and farther away, leaving only a thin layer of feather yarn, as if caressing the dream in the hazy moonlight.
There is a deep peacock blue sky above the head, and the exposed sky is as clear as water, dotted with bright stars and the bright moon, casting mysterious shadows on the earth.
The roof of the dilapidated building spread out floating light, like countless fireflies dancing there.
Under the smooth sky, Gao Nie and Gao Jianli, with their backs facing each other, seemed to be surrounded by thick white mist. As time went by, they were as arrogant as before, but their eyes were even colder.