Shangguan Hong retreated step by step, no matter how careful he was, the snow under his feet still made a "squeak" sound. His gaze remained motionless, staring at the dragon king's back until it turned into a small gray patch hanging in the void, barely indistinguishable from the darkness of the room.

Shangguan Hong suspected that the Dragon King was long gone, and that gray was just an illusion left in his eyes.

He was wrong. The gray shook suddenly, disappearing-disappearing-disappearing-disappearing-appearing, repeating three times, each time seemingly accompanied by the trembling sound of a weapon breaking through the air.

He knew that the Dragon King's sword technique was superb, but he didn't have too many intuitive concepts in his heart, this was the first time, he not only vaguely saw the Dragon King's sword, but also could slightly comprehend the doorway, but the result was more and more confused.

There was an assassin hidden in the room, completely integrated with the surrounding environment, before this, Shangguan Hong could not feel the presence of the assassin at all, but to his surprise, the first person to strike turned out to be the Dragon King.

The dragon king walked out of the moonlit outdoors into the dark room, his gaze should have required a brief adaptation, but he swung his sword first, and the target was accurate, as if everything was in broad daylight.

The three assassins just fell, not dead, and Shangguan Hong could hear their gasps.

Gu Shenwei came out of the darkness, still holding the unsheathed Wufeng Knife in his right hand, and his figure gradually appeared, suddenly becoming complete, like a spell-summoning spell cast by moonlight.

Reverence, fear, confusion and other emotions came one after another, Shangguan Hong seemed to have received another palm of cold energy, his body kept shaking, and his legs slowly bent.

Gu Shenwei hadn't used the pure Dead Man's Sutra sword technique for a long time, although he had turned his sword into a knife and had a deeper understanding of the scriptures, he still seemed a little rusty just now, and he almost made a mistake when looking for the enemy's "life qi".

The Sutra of the Dead requires constant practice, he reminded himself in his mind.

Shangguan Hong didn't kneel down in the end, and a voice stopped him-

"If you don't have self-confidence, how can you get swordsmanship?"

Gu Shenwei looked up and saw a woman standing on the opposite roof, her figure was blurred, and the voice was not a lotus girl or Han Fen.

"Dragon King, please come with me. ”

Gu Shenwei turned around, and three assassins came out of the room covering their wounds, all of them teenagers, one of whom was a girl younger than Tie Linglong, her immature face full of pain and disappointment.

Gu Shenwei didn't kill them because he didn't want to offend the lotus girl before they met, and the most important thing was that he was already able to control the knife in his hand, and he didn't have to kill with one move like before.

The youngest boy asked viciously, "How did you find us?"

Gu Shenwei put away the Wufeng Knife, turned around and jumped on the roof, following the woman who had already acted, ignoring the young man's questions.

Shangguan Hong and the three little assassins hesitated slightly, but they also reluctantly followed. They had just seen the real Dead Man Sutra swordsmanship of the people, and they couldn't wait to see it again.

Although the three children didn't have time to make a complete move, Gu Shenwei could still clearly feel that they were also learning the Dead Man's Sutra Sword Technique.

It seems that the Dutch Maiden is giving away her unique swordsmanship as a cheap gift.

That's why there are so many assassinations in Biyu City, and the Lotus Girl is repeating the story of her and Huannu, allowing beginners to improve their swordsmanship by killing.

The proud building had been burned down, and a crooked and ugly house had been built on the old site, and the woman leading the way had crossed it and entered the Guiyuan behind.

The garden is full of peach blossoms, which were also implicated in the fire two years ago, and are now in the process of recovery, and the small trees are pitifully shouldering the snow in the depths of winter.

The woman stopped under an old tree, turned around and said, "My name is Han Yu, and the Dragon King probably doesn't remember me." ”

"Remember, you were my bodyguard when I was in Biyu City two years ago. I haven't seen you in the Easy Sea, and you must have stayed here all along. ”

Han Yu was silent for a while, "The Dragon King is good to remember his surname." ”

"Can you ask the Imperial Master to come out?"

"Not yet, the Imperial Master hopes that the Dragon King will do us a favor first. ”

"Speak. ”

Han Yu raised his hands and clapped twice, and more than a dozen people walked out from behind the trees around him, including men and women, the oldest was only in his twenties, each holding an unsheathed sword in his hand, forming a loose circle and surrounding the dragon king.

The three injured teenagers consciously took a few steps back to fill the void in the encirclement.

Shangguan Hong was at a loss, looked around, and found that there was no place for himself in the circle. What puzzled him the most was that the Dragon King had no warning of this trip, and he hadn't had time to leak the secret to anyone, so why was there an ambush in the joint room and your garden?

"Is it a martial arts competition?" asked Gu Shenwei.

"Sort of. There are a total of eighteen people, all of whom are disciples of the Proud Building, and only the Dragon King in this world has both the Proud Mansion and the Xiaoyue Sword Technique, so they want to see it. ”

"Xiaoyue Sword Technique?"

"The sword technique created by the Imperial Master, the Dragon King should be very familiar with it. ”

Gu Shenwei did not argue, and taught the Book of the Dead everywhere, renamed it "Xiaoyue Sword Technique", and claimed to be "founded", all kinds of behaviors were very different from the lotus girl in his memory.

"After seeing my swordsmanship, the Imperial Master will show up, right?"

"The Imperial Master is very willing to meet the Dragon King, but this is only the first step, the Dragon King has to pass three levels in a row to prove that his swordsmanship has not fallen, and he is still worthy of the Imperial Master. ”

Gu Shenwei was arrogant in his heart, and gently pulled out the Wufeng Knife, "Okay." ”

Han Yu nodded slightly, and said loudly: "The living are miserable, the dead are safe, either the sword follows life, or the person dies with the sword, start." ”

The two swordsmen walked out, both of them were fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, one with a round face and the other with a square face, ten steps apart, nodding at the dragon king, suddenly turning around at the same time, swinging their swords and stabbing at each other.

Gu Shenwei was surprised, but he didn't expect that he was just an audience in the first level.

The two teenagers performed the Dead Man's Sutra swordsmanship, but after two moves, Gu Shenwei understood that this was the swordsmanship reformed by the Dutch girl, no wonder Han Yu would say the word "Founding", and renamed the Dead Man's Sutra as "Xiaoyue Swordsmanship".

Gu Shenwei has also transformed the Book of the Dead, and many people such as Chu Nanping, Daxue Swordsman, and the killers trained by Hu Shining have benefited from it, but they all have their own martial arts that they are good at, but they have borrowed a little bit of the sword intent of the Book of the Dead through the Dragon King, not specific moves.

Xiaoyue's swordsmanship is different, from the move to the core, it is basically the Book of the Dead, but with the addition of a large number of Dutch girls' own understanding, the murderous aura is even stronger, and the two teenagers are fighting to the death as soon as they make a move, but they can't kill with one blow.

The multiple interpretations of the existence of the Sutra of the Dead itself are gone, and there is only one way to practice the Xiaoyue Sword Technique, a way to kill.

In the thirteenth move, the round-faced boy won, and the square-faced boy had a sword in his heart, kneeling silently, still holding his sword in his hand, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he entered the peaceful world of the dead.

The round-faced boy faced the Dragon King again, this time without nodding, he wanted to challenge.

Using killing as a means of cultivation, the young man had just crossed a hurdle and was about to climb a higher mountain.

Very similar to Chu Nanping, this is a group of swordsmen who survive for swordsmanship, and they are worthy of being proud disciples.

Gu Shenwei clenched the handle of the knife and chose to strike first, he is a killer, he does not know how to be polite to his juniors, and he will not be merciful.

The round-faced young man's arm was raised, and if he hadn't stopped halfway, his movements would have been lightning fast, and he couldn't see it at all in the moonlight, but his movements were only halfway, his arms stopped in the air, and his sword fell to the ground.

"Don't use the sword anymore. Gu Shenwei said that he cut off the thumb of the young man's right hand, which was equivalent to abolishing more than half of the opponent's martial arts.

The boy still raised his arm flat, and the blood from his severed finger dripped like a stream, and in an instant, a small red pothole was smashed into the snow on the ground.

He was left in the miserable world of the living.

"Stand down. Han Yu gave a flat order, and the young man immediately turned around, picked up the kneeling square-faced corpse, and strode towards the depths of the peach forest.

The slaughter went on in pairs to the ground, and each time one person fell with a sword. Gu Shenwei refused to kill and cut off a thumb every time. No one could stop him, and the swordsmanship of these people was uneven, but without exception, they were all new learners. Gu Shenwei wondered what the purpose of the Dutch girl was in sacrificing these innocent people.

Eighteen people, nine died, nine walked, leaving nine thumbs and nine small puddles of blood.

Shangguan Hong was frightened, but he held back and insisted on seeing the end from the beginning. The Dragon King made a total of nine swords, the first three swords were just a fleeting glimpse of the sword to him; from the fourth sword, he found a little way; the sixth sword, he saw the trajectory of the Wufeng knife; and the ninth sword, he understood the mistakes he had always had in the past - attacking and defending was not desperate, he wasted too much strength on useless momentum, but slowed down the speed of the sword.

Han Yu also comprehended a lot, "The Dragon King's sword is a sword, your swordsmanship is very different from that of the Imperial Master, and I am fortunate to watch it, which has benefited me a lot." ”

"The first level is over?" Gu Shenwei knew very well what he was doing, the enemy was learning swordsmanship from him, but he didn't care, every move was still used with all his might, his subordinates showed mercy and did not kill those young swordsmen, but his knife was merciless, even if the target was just a piece of thin paper, he would use ten successes, but he already had control, he could do it indiscriminately, and he could avoid indiscriminately piercing a piece of paper or piercing a solid stone.

"It's your turn and me for the second level. Han Yu said to Shangguan Hong, and pulled out the sword placed vertically from his side, a three-foot long sword.

Shangguan Hong was taken aback, no one told him that there was still a battle tonight. He touched the soft sword at his waist, but his heart was pounding, he had only been defeated by the dragon king not long ago, and he really didn't have the confidence to compete with others again.

The Dragon King was still some distance away from him, and Shangguan Hong had to defeat Han Yu first, and the winner would be eligible to challenge the Dragon King.

"The living are miserable, but the dead are at peace. Han Yu said that these eight words seemed to have become her mantra.

"The living are miserable...... Shangguan Hong repeated, but he couldn't say the last four words, he wanted to live, he hadn't taken revenge yet, Shangguan Fei was alive and well, and he didn't even feel the threat he brought.

Gu Shenwei was not optimistic about him, thinking too much was by no means the best state to perform the Dead Man's Sutra Sword Technique.

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