Bai Xiu's gaze swept across the ground, and there were a total of six swords in Ren Qi's hands.
He had heard before that Ren Qi was a weirdo and a strong hand who used six swords in the world. However, when he saw him using these six swords in unexpected ways, a sense of fighting and fighting arose in his eyes. Excited, amazed.
Just because Bai Xiu had never seen anyone use six swords at the same time.
And each of these six swords is enough to easily take someone else's life.
Ren Qi came carrying six swords. Any two or one sword among the six swords was held in his hand, and the other swords were picked or pushed by him, flying into the air, and then using strange and strange movements. The angle falls towards Bai Xi's face or heart, directly to the vital point.
Suddenly, the sounds of weapons clashing, the sound of sharp-edged spears tearing through the air, the footsteps and breathing of the two people, and the sounds of ice breaking and cracking mixed together, making the originally transparent and quiet ice surface like a mirror. The sky was filled with horrifying roars, almost shattering what seemed to be the only pure land between heaven and earth.
Of course, Bai Xiu only has one long spear. Even for the famous figures in history who used double spears, the opponents often only had two short spears in their hands, which were far less powerful than the open and close of this long spear.
The spear is advantageous because of its length, and also makes people fearful because of its strange behavior.
As for the sword, no matter what method or method it is, soft sword, long sword, heavy sword or short sword, in the end the only one who competes is the speed.
Bai Xiu took advantage of the distance of the spear to control the distance between him and Ren Qi. He did not let him get close with the advantage of six swords, but also drew out a gun from time to time, hoping to injure Ren Qi. Seven, but it requires him to stop breathing and attack in order to resist or dodge his own shot.
The competition between masters is no longer just moves, strength, and skills, but also strategies and thoughts.
Whoever can catch that flash of inspiration can win the battle between life and death.
Ren Qi remained patient and just kept probing with his sword, looking for flaws in Bai Xi's actions.
Bai Xiu thought the same way, so the two of them clung to each other during the fight, not giving the other a chance to breathe or think, and forcing the other to use stronger and faster moves.
With a turn, the two of them were on opposite sides of each other. Bai Xiu swung Bai Xue Overlord's spear across his shoulder, then flicked away Ren Qi's flying sword.
Ren Qi threw the sword in his hand, grabbed the sword that was knocked away, and used the opportunity to stab forward violently.
Bai Xiu did not retreat but advanced. He blocked the shot with the tail of his gun. Using the tail of the gun as the axis, he turned the spear around and swept the gun head over to hit Ren Qi's eyes.
Ren Qi felt the cold wind whistling and the cold light flashing. He leaned back with his consciousness, feeling the biting edge up close, and the anger in his eyes burst out.
Lowering his knees, Ren Qi made an upward tilt.
The first thing he brought up was Bingxue, and then the piece of cloth on Bai Xi's chest.
Bai Xiu attacked him condescendingly, tearing off the clothes on Ren Qi's shoulders, and then told the ice behind him to break.
"Good marksmanship!"
"Good swordsmanship!"
Although they complimented each other, both of them had cold eyes, and had no intention of making a truce with each other, because if they had sympathy and benevolent thoughts at this time, they would only end up harming themselves.
Masters fight for each other and weapons meet each other. In this most dangerous activity, there is no room for softness or cowardice.
The weapons started again, and the two collided again.
Zhao Qian watched from the side, feeling as if she had been soaked in the icy water, trembling all over and out of breath.
It was as if his soul had been broken, cracked, and scarred just like the ice beneath the feet of these two masters of synaesthesia.
Suddenly, her eyes became hot, and she felt tears of blood coming from her eyes.
Of course this is impossible, because Zhao Qian is a person who cannot cry, and has not been injured by one of these two masters.
Of course it would be best for Ren Qi to win. They continued on their journey to the Immortal Capital.
Even if Northland Spear Saint Bai Ruo wins, he will not hurt a woman.
Zhao Qian just stared blankly. Unknowingly, the cracks on the ice gradually spread to her front, leaving only twenty steps.
As for Ren Qi and Bai Xiu, they had already stood on an ice floe due to the fragmentation of the ice surface, and were forced to separate, or to be separated temporarily.
"Ren Qi, I haven't felt this happy for a long time."
"Aren't you walking around the world all day long?"
Ren Qi said coldly: "I remember when I was still in Da Nei, you had already defeated the invincible fighters in the thirteen provinces. The entire northern martial arts world regarded you as a benchmark. All gunmen regardless of age wanted to worship you. Under the door, just to get your guidance.
There are also many people who give up swords and learn guns because of you, because you are a legend in the northern martial arts world. For a strong person like you, whoever doesn’t regard you as their goal and idol will want to defeat you and seize your reputation to get ahead. , are you still worried about not having a fight? ”
However, as soon as the words came out, Ren Qi suddenly understood what he really meant.
A warrior like Bai Xiu would never be proud of defeating an ordinary master.
Because those so-called masters in the eyes of the world often can't take Bai Xi's shot.
Just like a strong person will not take pleasure in defeating ordinary people, Bai Xiu may always encounter various challengers throughout the year, but this will only make him bored.
"Jianghu is dead."
Bai Xiu's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed in a regretful tone: "Twenty years ago, our battle would have been praised by the martial arts.
But now, it is just a joke among storytellers and gossip among mediocre people. ”
"What does it matter?"
Ren Qi didn't care, "The name of the martial arts world is only liked by those young heroes who are just starting out and the so-called heroes who are aging. To me, it is just a false name."
"A great master only needs merit, not fame, right?" Bai Xiu suddenly asked.
Feeling the sarcasm in these words, Ren Qi just said lightly: "I am no longer an expert in Ouchi, nor am I Leng Yu Ren Qi."
Bai Xiu was a little curious, "Then who do you think you are?"
"How do I know this?"
Ren Qi spread his hands, "Actually, I don't know why you care so much about what the world says about our battle."
"I said, Jianghu is dead."
Bai Xiu rubbed the spear in his hand, "Compared to muskets, swords, spears, swords and halberds are too bulky and rude.
Nowadays, young people learn these weapons and fists, and they don't focus on them. They just want to have something to rely on when firearms are gone.
Can't any martial arts master or strongman be defeated with one shot? Why use any sword?
This also makes others disrespect martial arts and traditions even more. ”
"What do you want others to respect you for?" Ren Qi narrowed his eyes.
"It's not about respecting me, it's about respecting the roots of this martial arts world!"
The sound of white rust echoed across the ice lake.
"It's not that I want this false reputation, it's that this reputation is beneficial to the martial arts world.
Nowadays, foreigners have gradually cracked our martial arts and used more powerful methods to make us young people waver.
Everyone only thinks that national martial arts is outdated and decadent. If this continues, within a few decades, all our stuff will be lost. So how can we compete with foreigners? ”
Ren Qi understood what he meant, "So you want to use this battle to revive the martial arts world?"
"That's right, I'm going to use two masters of the synesthesia realm to fight in an earth-shattering battle to revive this stagnant water." "This is meaningless."
Ren Qi sighed and glanced at Zhao Qian again.
At least at this moment, he was very sure that even if he died, Zhao Qian would live well.
Not only because Bai Xiu would not kill her, but also because he needed a witness to publicize this battle and let the world know about it.
Bai Xiu's idea was certainly great and selfless, but Ren Qi found it meaningless.
"Do we have to have a duel to make this thing famous all over the world? Why don't you just kill some of the foreign devil's high officials, so that the world will know about it and it will relieve people's anger."
"Because it is just a piece of news after all, not a legend."
Bai Xiu didn't seem to have never thought about it. In fact, he had already shot a foreign officer to death in Jinmen, and he became famous, and his name spread throughout the streets.
But that's just hatred, not legend.
If a person practices martial arts out of hatred, he will naturally be able to practice very strong and very high martial arts, but he will not become a true martial artist.
Because reaching the highest realm does not rely on hatred, but something that Bai Xi still can't understand or explain clearly.
Ren Qi understood, "So it is true that you said that you did not have the benefit of accepting the Immortal Capital.
Because you came here for something that is harmful to you but beneficial to the world of martial arts. ”
"It won't hurt me either."
Bai Xi said coldly: "Because I will kill you here, defeat you, and leave a legend for those who come after you to admire you."
Then he continued: "You are just the first one in my plan. Later, I will dig out those who cherish their feathers, hide in the dark, and are not dead but have been buried in the ground, and kill them one by one." .”
"Are they going to die too?" Ren Qi frowned.
"Of course they are going to die, because they are the reason why the martial arts world is so stagnant. They can only hide in the dark and linger, being other people's retainers and lackeys.
So I want their deaths to be used as fertilizer to revive the vitality of the martial arts world. ”
Although Bai Xiu was talking about murder, and he also talked about himself as a murderous maniac, he couldn't help but arouse people's awe.
Because what he wanted to do was to leave behind a series of bloody vendettas, but in terms of the reasons and the impact it caused, it can really be called a great and selfless deed.
The more masters Bai Xi kills, the higher his reputation will be for every master he kills.
If a person kills ten people in a row, others will only think that he is a murderer and will be afraid of him. But when a person kills ten famous masters, others will only admire him and praise him, thinking that he is a great master. Hero, idol.
"But, I won't be your stepping stone."
Ren Qi gritted his teeth, "What you want to do has nothing to do with me, because I have never been a member of the rivers and lakes. What will happen to this muddy rivers and lakes? What does it have to do with me?"
"It's not up to you whether you do it or not, Ren Qi!"
Bai Xiu picked out a spear and stabbed it straight into Ren Qi's throat.
Ren Qi controlled six swords and collided with Snow Overlord.
Bai Xiu flew one of the swords away, then suddenly changed his move and stabbed Ren Qi's shoulder.
Ren Qi crossed his swords and blocked the shot on his shoulder.
Bai Xiu shouted angrily, jumped up, and pressed down with all his might.
The ice beneath Ren Qi's feet shattered, and he fell into the lake.
The white rusty gun tip hit the water surface, breaking a piece of ice, and then jumped and landed on the ice.
But he didn't feel relaxed, just focused on the ice beneath his feet.
As he expected, synaesthesia masters would not lose their combat effectiveness by falling into icy water.
Soon, murderous intent emerged beneath his feet.
Ren Qi emerged from under the ice and broke through the ice with several swords.
In the broken ice, the edge of the sword was cold, and the murderous intent was piercing the bones. Ren Qi's eyes were extremely cold, but his hand was still steady.
Bai Xiu had been waiting for this moment. He grabbed the gun body with both hands, twisted his feet, and used the strength of his waist and hands to face Ren Qi.
Buzz!
The purple and green swords collided with Snow Overlord's spearhead, causing fire to fly everywhere.
With a slight shake, Bai Xiu knocked away the two swords, stabbed Ren Qi in the shoulder, and pushed him back into the water.
Ren Qi's qi energy around his body suddenly showed signs of collapse, and as a string of bubbles bubbled to the surface of the water, blood stained the lake surface red.
Seeing this, Bai Xiu knew that it was time to decide the outcome of the duel with one move or another. This was Ren Qi's flaw and his chance to win.
So Bai Xi put away the gun, caught it with both hands, and fired another shot.
The water surface was broken open by the silver gun, causing a splash of water. Ren Qi's eyes flashed with cold light as he looked at the fatal shot.
He threw a sword out of the water, holding only a black sword to block the shot.
Clang!
The deafening sound made their eardrums vibrate.
White Snow Overlord rubbed Ren Qi's ribs and stabbed him, causing blood to spurt out from his body again, staining the lake surface red.
However, Bai Xiu's eyes were not happy, because it was clear that Ren Qi had used his sword to exert force on the gun body, and he emerged from the water and jumped up high.
In the air, he grabbed the thrown red sword and held it with his backhand.
Bai Xiu immediately pulled the castrated spear out of the water and stabbed it at Ren Qi's waist.
The two of them are in the wrong body!
Blood flowed from Ren Qi's stomach.
There was also a terrible red line on Bai Xi's throat, and blood seeped out from it.
"Stop moving."
Ren Qi said coldly: "If you don't move now, you can still survive."
Bai Ruo's throat was injured and he could not speak. However, he did not listen to Ren Qi's warning. Instead, he turned his head and looked at him with his eyes, as if asking him what the reminder meant.
Ren Qi almost tried to persuade him in a rare way: "Only one point is missing, and I can wipe your neck completely. However, it is only one point missing, and the myth of Bei Wulin is still alive. I don't want to kill you. , I don’t want you to die, please leave some thoughts to the martial arts people.”
Bai Xi smiled and murmured something, but because his throat was injured, Ren Qi didn't hear anything. He only heard the howling cold wind.
Immediately afterwards, Ren Qi's eyes widened and were bloodshot.
Bai Xiu took a step forward on his own, his throat opened into a fountain, and he fell straight into the water.
red!
The ruthless ice lake is dyed red, as if a candle is lit at the bottom of the lake to illuminate people's hearts. (End of chapter)