Chapter 35 Thirty-fourth Iron Cavalry Quick Sword

Whether it's a ribbon or a sword, in Xie Xiaofeng's hands, they all have their own power. The arrow has left the string, the decisive battle has begun, and Tie Kaicheng has no choice at all. There seemed to be a strange force on the ribbon, driving his sword.He couldn't stop at all. Another three-seven-twenty-one sword was stabbed out, using the last link of the cavalry fast sword's "broken string style".This is the quintessence of the iron cavalry's quick sword. When the sword light flashes, there are faint sounds of iron horses' golden swords and battle formations.

When Tie Zhongqi was in his prime, killing was very heavy. He had experienced hundreds of battles, and he had a hundred and thirty-two moves with a series of fast swords. Usually, it only took eighty or ninety moves to kill the opponent under his sword.If this last ring is used, the opponent must be too strong, so this ring of swordsmanship and moves are all killers who will not hesitate to die with the enemy. Therefore, every time the sword is stabbed, there is no room for it, and there is no room for it. Because after the twenty-one swords were thrust out, the strings were cut off, and the swords were all dead.

The sword energy is criss-crossing, twenty-one swords have been thrust out in the blink of an eye, each sword is like a warrior killing an enemy without hesitation, it is tragic and tragic, absolutely no other sword technique can compare. But after these 21 moves were stabbed, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and there was no news.By this time, even if the person is not dead, the sword style has been broken, and those who are not dead must die.The old men who had followed Tie Zhongqi couldn't help but sighed when they saw him make the last move. Unexpectedly, after Tie Kaicheng made this move, the sword style suddenly changed, and he stabbed out lightly.

The sword aura and murderous aura just now were both heavy, as if the sky was covered with dark clouds, this sword pierced out, and suddenly the dark clouds were pushed away, and the sun appeared. It is not the kind of warm and warm sunshine, but the scorching sun that flows like gold and stone, and the sunset that is as red as blood. Xie Xiaofeng didn't seem to notice Tie Kaicheng's tragic swordsmanship just now. But when he swung the sword, he cried out, "Okay, good swordsmanship." After saying these four words, Tie Kaicheng stabbed four more swords, each sword seems to have infinite changes, but there is no change at all, it seems to be erratic, but in fact it is heavy, it seems to be light, but in fact it is poisonous.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't fight back or parry. He is just watching. Like a young man who sees a naked woman for the first time, he is already a little crazy. But these four swords did not hurt his hair.Tie Kaicheng was very strange, obviously the sword was aimed at his chest, but it just brushed against his chest, obviously the sword was about to pierce his throat, but it missed. The way and change of each sword thrust seemed to be within his expectation. Tie Kaicheng's sword suddenly slowed down, very slowly.A sword was swung out, out of bounds and out of order.But this sword is like drawing a dragon's eye, although it is empty, it is the hub of all transformations.No matter how the opponent moves, as long as he moves, the sword below can kill him.

Xie Xiaofeng didn't move.Some of their movements actually came to a standstill for an instant, only to see this clumsy and dull sword stabbing slowly and suddenly turned into a rain of flowers. The sky full of sword flowers, the sky full of sword rain, suddenly turned into a flying rainbow like a flying rainbow. Seven-color flying rainbow, seven swords, colorful and ever-changing, but suddenly covered by dark clouds. Black ribbon. Dark clouds are like belts. Tie Kaicheng's movements suddenly stopped, and cold sweat fell down like raindrops. Xie Xiaofeng's movements also paused, and he asked word by word: "Is this Yan Shisan's Thirteen Death-Slaying Swords?"

Tie Kaicheng was silent.To be silent is to admit. Xie Xiaofeng said: "Okay, good swordsmanship." He suddenly sighed again: "It's a pity." Tie Kaicheng couldn't help asking, "What a pity?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "It's a pity that there are only thirteen swords, if there is a fourteenth sword, I have already lost." Tie Kaicheng said: "Is there still a fourteenth sword?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "There must be." He was contemplating for a long time, and then slowly continued: "The fourteenth sword is the essence of this sword technique."

The essence of the sword and the human soul are also illusory, although they cannot be seen, no one can deny its existence. Xie Xiaofeng said: "All the changes and power of the thirteen swords can only be fully displayed in the fourteenth sword. If you can change into the fifteenth sword, you will be invincible in the world." With a shake of his hand, the black ribbon suddenly straightened, like a sword. The sword is swung out like the setting sun, like the scorching sun, like a rainbow, like dark clouds, like moving and still, like virtual and solid, like on the left and right, like in front and behind, like fast and slow, like Empty and solid.

Although it is only a ribbon, at this moment, it has surpassed all the sharp weapons of killing in the world. At this moment, Tie Kaicheng's clothes were soaked in cold sweat.He is completely unable to decipher, unable to parry, unable to meet, unable to dodge. Xie Xiaofeng said: "This is the fourteenth sword." Tie Kaicheng couldn't speak. Xie Xiaofeng said: "If you use this sword, you can seal all my escape routes." Tie Kaicheng was regretting, hating himself for not thinking of such a change. Xie Xiaofeng said: "Now you have seen this sword clearly?"

Tie Kaicheng has seen clearly.He has practiced swords since he was a child, and practiced hard.In this respect, he is a supreme genius, and he has sweated and shed blood. Xie Xiaofeng said: "You read it again." He repeated the moves and changes of this sword: "Can you remember now?" Iron nodded sincerely. Xie Xiaofeng said: "Then you try." Tie Kaicheng looked at him, not fully understanding what he meant. Xie Xiaofeng said: "I want you to use this sword against me and see if you can break my sword." There was light in Tie Kaicheng's eyes, but it disappeared immediately: "I can't do this."

Xie Xiaofeng said: "I definitely want you to do this." Tie Kaicheng said: "Why?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Because I also want to try to see if I can defeat this sword." Because although this sword was created by him, the essence of the change in it comes from the Thirteen Swords of Death. The soul of this sword also belonged to Yan Shisan. Tie Kaicheng already understood what he meant, and respect appeared in his eyes: "You are a proud person." Xie Xiaofeng said: "I am." Tie Kaicheng said: "But you are really worthy of pride." Xie Xiaofeng said: "I am." As soon as he swung his sword, Sen Han's sword energy rushed towards him immediately, and even the lamp lost its color.Xie Xiaofeng was stepping back. This sword has blocked all his offensives, and he can only retreat.Although he was retreating, he was not defeated.His body was bent backwards like a bow by the force of the sword.But the bowstring is already tight, and it may rebound at any time, the greater the pressure, the stronger the counterattack. When that moment comes, their victory or defeat can be decided immediately. Unexpectedly, just when his strength was exhausted and he was about to strike, four sword lights suddenly flew out from behind the escort chariot, beside the pillars, and among the crowd. He had already concentrated his attention on the sword in Tie Kaicheng's hand, and all his strength was preparing to meet the sword.There is absolutely no energy left to take care of other things. With a flash of sword light, the three swords pierced into his shoulder blade, left thigh, and back at the same time. All his strength collapsed at once. Tie Kaicheng's sword also flew towards him, and the tip of the sword was right between his throat. He knew that he could no longer parry and dodge, he finally tasted the taste of death. ——What kind of taste is that? ——When a person is dying, can he really recall all the past events in his life? ——How much joy did he have in his life?how much pain? Was it someone who betrayed him, or did he betray someone else? No one can answer these questions except himself. He himself could not answer.The cold sword tip had pierced his throat.He could feel the biting cold and shivered. Xie Xiaofeng finally fell, under Tie Kaicheng's sword and in a pool of his own blood. He didn't even see who the four men who were attacking him from behind were. Tie Kaicheng saw that besides Cao Hanyu and the Yuan family brothers, there was also a tall and well-dressed stranger, who looked indescribably sad, haggard, and tired. Yuan Ciyun was smiling, and said: "Congratulations to Chief Escort, a successful strike, the power of this sword will surely become famous all over the world." Tie Kaicheng still had no expression on his face, and the sword in his hand had already dropped. Yuan Ciyun said: "Although we are a little weaker this time, the one who really achieves success with one strike is the chief escort." Tie Kaicheng said: "The four swords of yours shot together, none of them hurt his vitals, just to ask me to kill him with my own hands?" Yuan Ciyun did not deny it. Tie Kaicheng looked at the gorgeously dressed stranger and said, "This friend is..." Yuan Ciyun said: "This is the eldest son of the Xiahou family, Xiahou Xing." Tie Kaicheng sighed and murmured: "Thank you, thank you..." His voice became lower and lower, as if he was also very tired, a kind of tiredness that must follow after victory. Yuan Ciyun said: "Now that his blood is not cold, why doesn't the Chief Escort use his blood to add some color to the red flag of your bureau?" Tie Kaicheng said: "I am planning to do this." After saying the last word, he swung his low-hanging sword again and stabbed at Yuan Ciyun. Yuan Ciyun was startled, and swung his sword to meet the attack. The two swords intersected, and the sound was like chaotic strings. Tie Kaicheng said loudly: "I did not arrange this matter. Tie Kaicheng is definitely not such a shameless villain. This shame can only be washed away with blood. If it is not their blood, it is mine." These words seemed to be addressed to Xie Xiaofeng, but how could a dead person hear his words? Xia Houxing had been staring at Xie Xiaofeng who was on the ground, his eyes were full of grief and resentment, and suddenly he thrust out another sword, stabbing him in the lower abdomen. Unexpectedly, Xie Xiaofeng suddenly jumped up from the pool of blood and rushed out. Xia Houxing shouted: "He is not dead, he is not dead..." The voice was almost crazy with excitement, and the swordsmanship also became close to crazy because of the excitement, chasing and killing Xie Xiaofeng like crazy, every sword stabs a vital point. Xie Xiaofeng had already pulled out the sword stuck in the ground, and pulled it out with a backhand. He didn't look back, but he had already counted every flaw in Xiahouxing's swordsmanship, and with a single swing of the sword, all three flaws in Xiahouxing's swordsmanship had been attacked by him, no matter how Xiahouxing's moves changed , are bound to be broken.But his old wound was not cleared, and he suffered a new injury. When he swung his backhand, there was a burst of tearing pain in his shoulder blade. Although the sword of this sword has won! power failed. With a sound of "ding", the two swords collided, and his sword flew out of his hand again due to the shock. The sword light flew out of the wall like a meteor. Seeing his sword flying out, Xie Xiaofeng felt his stomach suddenly constrict, as if he suddenly realized that his lover was far away from him, or as if he suddenly stepped into the air and fell down a tall building.He had never had this experience before, and it was absolutely impossible. The icy sword edge had already stuck to his neck, almost cutting into the large blood vessels at the back of his neck. Xia Houxing's hand stopped, and he asked word by word: "Do you know who I am?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Your internal strength seems to have improved again, but you never hurt people behind your back." Xia Houxing turned around and was already in front of him. The sword edge slid around his neck, leaving a bloodstain, like the red thread tied around a little girl's neck. Where Tie Kaicheng stabbed him just now, the blood had already congealed, like a piece of coral tied on a red thread. Xie Xiaofeng didn't even wrinkle his brows, and said calmly: "I never thought that Xiahou's family would have such a sharp sword." Xia Houxing sneered, "There are so many unexpected things in this world." Xie Xiaofeng sighed: "There are indeed many." Xia Houxing suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Where are her people?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Who is she?" Xia Houxing said: "You should know who I am asking." Xie Xiaofeng said, "Why should I know?" Xia Houxing gritted her teeth, and said bitterly: "Since the day she married me, I have treated her wholeheartedly. I only hope to stay with her for the rest of my life, and never leave her. But she...she..." Speaking of this, his voice trembled suddenly, and it took a while before he could continue: "As long as she has a chance, she will do everything possible to escape from me, to gamble, to drink, and even to become a whore, as if as long as she can Leave me, she is willing to ask her to do anything." Xie Xiaofeng looked at him with sympathy, and said, "That must be because you did something wrong." Xia Houxing hissed: "I am not wrong, it is her who is wrong, and it is you who are wrong!" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Is it me?" Xia Houxing said: "I didn't understand why she did such a thing until now." Xie Xiaofeng said: "Why?" Xia Houxing said: "Because... because..." He gritted his teeth, turned his body around Xie Xiaofeng again, and the sword edge left a bloodstain on Xie Xiaofeng's neck again, which looked more beautiful, but looked so sad and terrifying. Xia Houxing said: "This is a sharp sword." Xie Xiaofeng said: "I know." Xia Houxing said: "As long as I circle your neck three more times, your head will fall off." Xie Xiaofeng said: "I know." Xia Houxing said: "Then you should know what she is doing." Xie Xiaofeng said: "I don't know." Xia Houxing roared, "She's for you." His voice trembled even more, and even his hands were shaking: "Although she married me, she only has you in her heart. Do you know how many women you have ruined in your life? How many couples have you broken up?" Xie Xiaofeng's face suddenly began to distort, distorted by pain. ——If a man falls in love with a woman, is it his fault? ——Is it wrong for a woman to fall in love with a man worthy of her love? ——If they are not wrong, who is wrong? He couldn't answer, couldn't explain. The Yuan brothers united their swords and forced Tie Kaicheng. The Ziyi Yuan family has been passed down for more than ten generations, and their reputation has never been lost. Of course, the swordsmanship passed down by their family has been tempered thousands of times. No matter who wants to break their double swords, it is not easy. However, Tie Kaicheng almost succeeded several times.His thirteen deadly swords seem to be the nemesis of this kind of swordsmanship, as long as he uses the "fourteenth sword", the Yuan brothers' double swords will undoubtedly be broken.But he never used this sword. He is so proud.After all, this trick was created by Xie Xiaofeng, and there is still a debt between him and Xie Xiaofeng that has not been settled.Although he couldn't watch Xie Xiaofeng being plotted against because of being forced by this trick, he couldn't use this trick to hurt others either. He has always been a man of principle. It's a pity that the Thirteen Killing Swords, without this sword, is like painting a dragon that hasn't finished its eyes. Even though it is vivid and lifelike, it still can't break through the wall and fly away.During the decisive battle with Xie Xiaofeng, he had used all his strength, but now his strength had just run out, his shot had fallen, and the sword was sealed by the Yuan brothers. Cao Hanyu sneered, looked at them, and disdain to make any further moves, the strange thing is that the bodyguards of the Red Flag Bodyguard Agency also stood by and watched, no one came to help their head bodyguard. The sword light flashed, and there was another bloodstain on Xie Xiaofeng's head. This time the sword edge cut deeper, and blood trickled out, staining his collar red. Xia Houxing stared at him and said, "Are you going to tell me?" Xie Xiaofeng said: "Say what!" Xia Houxing said: "As long as you tell where she is, I will spare your life." Xie Xiaofeng stared into the distance, as if he hadn't seen the person or the sword in front of him at all. After a long time, he said slowly: "Since she doesn't have you in her heart, why do you need to look for her again? What's the use of finding her?" Blue veins bulged out on Xiahou Xing's forehead, cold sweat dripped down one by one. Xie Xiaofeng said: "Besides, I don't want you to spare me. If you want to kill me, you are not worthy." Xia Houxing roared angrily, and suddenly stabbed his throat with a sword. But as soon as the sword moved, there was a "snap" sound, and the blade was clamped by Xie Xiaofeng's palms. Xia Houxing wanted to draw his sword, but couldn't.He also knew that his internal strength and swordsmanship had improved, since he was defeated by Yan Shisan's sword, he had indeed worked hard, but unfortunately he was still not as good as Xie Xiaofeng, not even the injured Xie Xiaofeng. He has realized that he will never be able to compare with Xie Xiaofeng, no matter what point he is inferior to. It is not easy for a person to admit his failure. When he cannot admit it, the feeling is not only humiliation, but also sadness, a kind of sadness full of pain and despair.There were not only sweat but also tears on his face. Someone beside him was sighing. Cao Hanyu had already walked by slowly, with a sigh full of sympathy and regret: "If there is no such ruthless prodigal son, my wife must be able to keep women's morals, and Brother Xiahou will not waste martial arts because of anger. With Brother Xiahou's intelligence and Family-inspired swordsmanship may not be inferior to Xie Xiaofeng from Shenjian Villa." He's telling the truth.Whether a man marries a virtuous wife is usually the key to determining his life's destiny. Xia Houxing clenched his teeth, these words hit the pain in his heart. Cao Hanyu smiled again, and said, "Fortunately, this ruthless prodigal son has only two hands just like everyone else." He also has a sword in his hand. He smiled, pressed Xie Xiaofeng's throat with the tip of his sword, and said, "Third Young Master, what else do you have to say?" What else can Xie Xiaofeng say? Cao Hanyu said: "Then why don't you let go of your hand?" Xie Xiaofeng knew that as soon as he relaxed his hand, Xia Houxing's sword would stab his throat. But what if he doesn't let go?A person who refuses to let go when it is time to let go is asking for boredom. Only the stupidest of people would do such a thing.Xie Xiaofeng is by no means a stupid person, the time has come for him to let go. At this time, who is he still unable to forget? Is it his parents? Is it Murong Qiudi? Or younger brother? Suddenly, the sword light in Tie Kaicheng's palm shone brightly, and the Yuan brothers were immediately forced to retreat. He finally used that sword! The fourteenth sword of the thirteen deadly swords. The sword light was like a flying rainbow, and the cold sword energy was so cold that it penetrated deep into the bone marrow.