Chapter 228 Sword of Death

The increase in level did not make Lin Xiao feel any strange at all.

He just held the Chixia Sword and wiped the blood stains on the bodies of the Xixia soldiers twice, and then stood in front of the mill again, like the most steadfast statue!

No matter the wind or rain, there will be no waves!

"This Mr. Lin is so awesome!"

Being in the Jianghu, even if she is not a Jianghu person, the woman who followed Wang Yuyan upstairs is used to seeing life and death. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but sigh at Wang Yuyan beside her.

Wang Yuyan did not speak, but pouted her lips slightly.

"But, the young man in white below is quite handsome, but because of his courage, he seems to have lost his masculinity... In this world of fighting and killing, what's the use of being good-looking..."

The country woman is the best at gossiping. Seeing Wang Yuyan's thoughtful and silent expression, she knew that she was on to the point, so she continued:

"But I see that this young hero Lin has always been wearing a hat and a black gauze covering his face. I guess his face... has some flaws. It's such a pity..."

"The ancestors are right, you can't have your cake and eat it too!"

Although there was no change in Wang Yuyan's expression, she subconsciously thought this way in her heart.

Then she subconsciously thought, if only this Young Master Lin was as handsome as that young man!

But as soon as this idea appeared, Wang Yuyan was stunned, why did she think about this?

She came here to look for traces of her cousin. Why should she pay attention to a stranger who appeared inexplicably in the apricot forest?

[Wang Yuyan’s favorability towards you has increased by 5, and the current favorability is: 25 (acquaintance)]

Lin Xiao scratched his head inexplicably, but he ignored this inexplicable increase in favorability.

At this time, his eyes were firmly fixed on the slender figure slowly walking towards him.

As soon as this person left, Lin Xiao could feel the difference in him!

Then a voice that deliberately lowered its voice and pretended to be hoarse came:

"What a great swordsmanship, young hero! What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Lin Xiao ignored it and just said lightly:

"I know who you are, hand over the antidote to the sad breeze!"

The masked Murong Fu smiled, but his eyes showed some embarrassment and confusion. However, he quickly realized that he thought Lin Xiao was deceiving him, so he casually took out a small Green Bottle smiled and said:

"As long as you can get it, I'll give you this!"

"Hmph, in that case... look at the sword!"

The Chixia sword stabbed immediately, and the sword light came out instantly!

"Well done!"

Murong Fu gave a rare compliment and drew out his long sword, but he did not dare to reveal anything about the Murong family's swordsmanship and martial arts, so he could only respond with other swordsmanship.

But despite this, with the support of Murong Fu's terrifying strength of around level 60 and his majestic internal strength, Lin Xiao was still inevitably at a disadvantage.

Although it's not like Duan Yu who was beaten up and waited for plug-in renewal, it was definitely uncomfortable!

"Is this all your strength? Then it may be difficult for you to get this antidote!"

Murong Fu's face moved slightly and he said jokingly.

Although he recognized the strength of the person in front of him, he couldn't tolerate him being so close to his cousin!

"Wang Yuyan can only belong to me!"

Lin Xiao could only see Murong Fu murmuring across from him, but he didn't hear anything, so he pursed his lips and stood there, but made no more movements.

but……

His voice became hoarse and sinister at some point, as if he was a Shura from hell!

"The next sword... you have to be careful!"

Murong Fu was stunned. He couldn't understand why the boy in front of him who was being beaten by him had the courage to say such words.

"Crash-"

The rain seemed to be falling harder.

Under the dark bamboo hat, at some point, Lin Xiao's open eyes turned into darkness!

Like a black hole!

No one could see his eyes at this time.

But everyone seems to have discovered something is wrong!

Including this sword is not facing their bystanders.

For example, Wang Yuyan is currently on the second floor of this mill, looking out through the window.

For another example, on the first floor, Duan Yu was standing inside the mill door, trembling all over.

Although they are not actually facing this sword, they will still feel instinctive fear in this situation.

That is the instinct of living things when they face death!

The most instinctive trembling of a living thing, besides facing the unknown, is death!

At this moment, they felt the power of death almost at the same time.

It was as if a pair of big hands from the underworld appeared out of nowhere, grabbing their rapidly beating hearts at this moment.

Can't breathe!

Unable to move!

Unable to escape——!

Some just mechanically looked at the figure that was so close yet seemed so far away on the other side.

And that’s just them watching!

The masked Murong Fu who was actually facing this sword finally seemed to understand at this moment the meaning of the words that this ignorant boy just said!

As the eldest son of the Murong family in Suzhou, Murong Fu had a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, a graceful demeanor, a master of both civil and military skills, elegant, alert and intelligent. He learned martial arts at a young age and made a name for himself in the world. Nan Murong and Bei Murong Qiao Feng is also known as the two masters of martial arts in the Central Plains.

He had rarely experienced this feeling in his life, except when he was seven years old, when he saw a poisonous snake rushing towards him among the flowers outside Huanshi Shui Pavilion.

At this moment, it was as if a poisonous insect was lying on his back, and a cold feeling spread from his neck to the root of his tail.

The hairs all over my body suddenly stood up!

He stared at the figure closely, motionless, and swallowed slowly.

It's not that he didn't want to be the first to interrupt, but at this moment, he didn't dare to make the slightest move, for fear that the sword that was still ten feet away would cut off his neck inadvertently. !

Just like those Xixia soldiers who died beside him!

Lin Xiao's eyes were dark, and at this moment, his sword finally moved!

In other words, we have to move!

Only when he truly mastered this sword could Lin Xiao truly realize how terrifying Yan Shisan was back then!

I finally understand why in the previous plot, Yan Shisan voluntarily died in front of Xie Xiaofeng in order to prevent this swordsmanship from appearing in the world!

Being able to create such a sword technique in the dilemma of life and death, Yan Shisan's sword deserves to be called a magic sword!

At this moment, the rain curtain across the world seemed to have stopped.

“Buzz——!”

It seems that the dark curtain in another dimension has turned the whole world upside down...

Murong Fu no longer thought about how to tease this boy, nor how to hide his identity.

Because at this time, if there is still a little bit of hidden clumsiness in mind, Murong Fu may feel that he...

Really gonna die!

The funny thing is that he never took this kid seriously.

But at this moment, he had to keep it in his eyes, because he also had to keep it in his eyes because of this sword!

It's a mouthful and a contradiction, isn't it?

No one would think of how to describe this sword, because even Wang Yuyan, who had specially practiced her speech speed before, when she wanted to speak, the sword was already over!

quick!

Extremely fast!

The ultimate sword of death!

Lin Xiao didn't know when he was standing behind Murong Fu.

There is blood on that Chixia sword.

Not from Lin Xiao...

However, this blood stain was quickly washed away by the raindrops that followed.

At some point, the hat on Lin Xiao's head had fallen into the rain, and his long black hair was flying in the wind and rain.

An extremely handsome face immediately appeared in the rain!

There was no so-called modification, and the long hair that was soaked by raindrops and stuck to her face did not look sloppy at this time, but had an indescribable charm.

Especially after that sword strike just now that can be described as "stunning"!