Chapter 2 The first time a sword pierces the heart

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles. One sword light cold nineteen continents. Can autumn. The leaves are rustling, and the sky is full of sunset. Under the leaves of Xiaoxiao trees, there is a person standing, as if he has merged with the autumn scenery of the earth. Because he is too quiet. Because he is too cold. A kind of indifference and fatigue that has penetrated into the bone marrow, but it has a kind of murderous intent. He's tired, maybe because he's killed too many people, some people he shouldn't have killed. He kills because he never had a choice. He has a sword in his hand.

A black fish skin sheath with a golden mouth, and a long sword decorated with thirteen bean-sized pearls. There are not many people in Jianghu who don't recognize this sword, and there are not many people who don't know him. His Ren and Jian were famous all over the world when he was seventeen years old. Now that he is approaching middle age, he can't let go of this sword, and no one else will allow him to let go of this sword. When he puts down this sword, his life will end. Fame is sometimes like a burden, a burden that can never be shaken off. "September nineteenth, unitary time. Beside the ancient road outside Luoyang City, under an ancient tree. Wash your throat and bring your sword!"

Youshi sunset. Autumn has fallen, and the leaves are fluttering. A man came striding along the ancient road, dressed in fresh clothes, with a livid face, a long sword slanted behind his shoulder, but a pair of eyes, like a sword out of its sheath, was staring at the sword under the tree. His steps were steady, but he walked very fast, stopped seven feet away, and suddenly asked: "Yan Shisan?" "yes." "Your thirteen deadly swords are really invincible in the world?" "not necessarily." The man smiled, mockingly and coldly, and said, "I am Qualcomm, and I can penetrate Qualcomm with a sword."

"I know." "You asked me to come?" "I know you're looking for me." "Yes, I am looking for you, because I must kill you." Yan Shisan said calmly: "You are not the only one who wants to kill me." Gao Channel: "Because you are so famous, as long as you kill you, you can become famous immediately." He sneered, and said: "It's not easy to become famous in the Jianghu, only this way is easier." Yan Shisan said: "Very good." Gao Tong: "Now I have come, brought my sword, and washed my throat."

"very good." "Where's your heart?" "My heart is dead." "Then I'll let him die again." With a flash of sword light, the sword was out of its sheath, piercing into Yan Shisan's heart like lightning. A sword pierces the heart. With just this sword, he has pierced countless hearts. This is a deadly killer! But he didn't pierce Yan Shisan's heart, his sword pierced out, and his throat suddenly became cold. Yan Shisan's sword had pierced his throat. Pierced an inch and three points. Qualcomm's sword fell, but the man was not dead yet.

Yan Shisan said: "I just want you to know that becoming famous is not a pleasant thing." Gao Tong stared at him, his eyes protruding. Yan Shisan said flatly, "So you might as well be dead." He pulled out his sword, and slowly pulled it out of Qualcomm's throat, very slowly. So the blood didn't splash on him. He is very experienced in this kind of thing. If the clothes are stained with blood, it is not easy to wash them off. ——Wouldn’t it be more difficult to wash off the blood on your hands? Twilight deepened. The blood dripped from the sword. When the sword was sheathed, four more people appeared in the twilight.

Four people, four swords! The clothes of the four people are extremely gorgeous, and they are all very imposing. The oldest one has all white beard and hair, and the youngest is still a teenager. Yan Shisan didn't recognize them, but he knew who they were. The oldest one has been famous for 40 years and has been outside the customs. His original "Thirteen Flying Eagle Thorns" became famous in the border areas. This time he entered the customs to find Yan Shisan. He didn't believe that his thirteen eagle thorns were inferior to Yan Shisan's deadly thirteen swords. The youngest one is a rising star in the rivers and lakes, and also the most outstanding disciple of the Diancang sect.

He is talented, and he is willing to suffer. His heart is also cruel enough. That's why he has only debuted for a year, and the name of the "ruthless boy" Cao Bing has already shaken the world. Of course the other two are also masters. Qingfengjian's swordsmanship is light and erratic, and the sword moves like the wind. The swordsmanship of Sanshan in Iron Sword Town is steady and powerful, and a sword weighs thirty-three catties. Yan Shisan knew about them, and he had invited them to come. The eyes of the four people were all staring at him, and none of them took a look at the corpse on the ground.

They don't want to break their spirits before they make a move. No matter who dies on the ground, it has nothing to do with them. As long as they can live, they don't care about anyone's life or death. Yan Shisan smiled, his smile was also very tired, and he said, "I didn't expect you all to come." Flying Eagle outside the pass said coldly: "I thought you only dated me." Yan Shisan said lightly, "Why bother with something that can be solved at once." Cao Bing hurriedly said, "There are four people here, who will make the first move?"

He is in a hurry. He was anxious to become famous, and he was anxious to kill Yan Shisan. Tie Jianzhen Sanshan said: "We can guess punches, and the one who wins will strike first." Yan Shisan said, "No need." Iron Sword Town Sanshan said: "No need?" Yan Shisan said: "You can attack together!" Flying Eagle outside the pass said angrily: "What kind of people do you take us for, how can you bully the few with more!" Yan Shisan said, "You won't?" Flying Eagle outside the pass said: "Of course not." Yan Shisan said: "I will!"

His sword is out of its sheath.The sword light was like a flying rainbow, and it suddenly flashed in front of the four of them at the same time. It doesn't matter whether they want to or not.Their four swords were also unsheathed at the same time, and Cao Bing's strike was the fastest, the most ruthless, and the most ruthless. Outside the pass, the flying eagle has jumped up and struck down in the air. Flying eagle thirteen moves are originally a kind of martial arts like the seven bird palms. It's a pity that his opponent is stronger. Cao Bing stabbed out nine swords in no time.He didn't pay attention to other people, but only stared at Yan Shisan. His only wish was to have this person die by his sword. It's a pity that his nine swords were all pierced, and Yan Shisan, who was in front of his eyes, was gone.He froze for a moment, and then realized a terrible thing. There are already three dead people on the ground. Everyone has an extra hole in their throat. Feiying outside the pass, Qingfengjian, and Tiejianzhen Sanshan, these three first-class swordsmen in the Jianghu, all died under Yan Shisan's sword in an instant. Cao Bing's hands were cold.He raised his head, only to see Yan Shisan standing far away under the old tree. The murderous sword is sheathed. Cao Bing clenched his hands tightly and said, "You..." Yan Shisan interrupted him and said, "I don't want to kill you yet!" Cao Bing said: "Why?" Yan Shisan said: "Because I want to give you another chance to kill me." The blue veins on Cao Bing's hands were bulging, and the cold sweat on his forehead was like beans. He could not accept this opportunity.It was an insult, but he was unwilling to pass up the opportunity. Yan Shisan said: "You go back and practice swordsmanship for three years, you might as well come and kill me again." Cao Bing gritted his teeth. Yan Shisan said: "Dian Cang's swordsmanship is very good, as long as you are willing to practice, you must still have a chance." Cao Bing suddenly said: "What if you have died by someone else's sword in three years' time?" Yan Shisan smiled and said, "Then you can go and kill the person who killed me." Cao Bing said bitterly: "You better take care of yourself, you better not die!" Yan Shisan said: "I hope it will be the same!" The twilight is getting deeper, and darkness will cover the earth. Yan Shisan turned around slowly, facing the deepest part of the darkness, and suddenly said, "Hello." After a long time, there really was a response in the darkness, saying, "I'm not good." The voice was cold, hoarse and deep.A man slowly came out from the darkness, with black clothes and hair, a sword in a black scabbard, his black face seemed to have a dead look, only a pair of dark eyes were shining.He walked very slowly, but his whole body seemed to be light and light, his feet didn't seem to be on the ground at all, like an elf ghost in the dark. Yan Shisan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly asked, "A crow?" "yes." Yan Shisan let out a long breath and said, "Unexpectedly, I finally met you!" Crow said: "Meeting me is not a good thing." really not. A crow is not a magpie, and no one likes meeting a crow.In very ancient times, there was a legend - when the crow comes, there must be disaster.What disaster did he bring this time? —perhaps he himself was a disaster, an inevitable disaster. Since it is unavoidable, why worry about it?Yan Shisan has regained his composure. The crow stared at him, at his sword, and said, "Good sword!" Yan Shisan said: "Do you like swords?" Crow said: "I only like good swords. You not only have good sword skills, but also a good sword." Yan Shisan said, "You want it?" Crow said: "Yes." His answer was blunt and crisp. Yan Shisan smiled.This time, there was no longer that tiredness in his smile, only a murderous look!He knew that he had finally met his real opponent. The crow said: "Magpies report good news, but crows report sorrow and disaster." Yan Shisan said: "Are you here to avenge disaster?" Crow said: "Yes." Yan Shisan said: "I have a disaster?" Crow said: "Yes." Yan Shisan said: "My disaster is you?" Crow said: "No." Yan Shisan said, "It's not you, what is it?" The crow said: "It's your sword!" Everyone is innocent, but pregnant is guilty.Of course Yan Shisan understood this truth, his fame and his sword were like the incense of musk and the horn of an antelope. Crow said: "I have collected seventeen swords." Yan Shisan said, "A lot." Crow said: "The seventeen swords are all famous swords." Yan Shisan said: "It seems that you killed quite a few famous people." Crow said: "I want the swords of Qualcomm and Eagle." Yan Shisan said: "To collect their corpses, I will give you all four swords." The crow said: "I only want a sword, not a dead person!" Yan Shisan said: "Don't you just want the sword of the dead?" Crow said: "Not bad!" Yan Shisan said: "If you kill me, I will give you my sword!" Crow said: "Of course." Yan Shisan said: "Very good." Crow said: "Not good." Yan Shisan said, "What's wrong?"