Vol 3 Chapter 1579: When I look back, I will let the white snow dye the blue silk.

It’s not the Huanghuang Day, it’s not a certain star, but a knife!
The game was played with the knife, and the result was frightened by a knife. The tea party had not yet begun, but they had a big slap in the face of these swordsmen.
Hey!
What is even more terrifying is that the statue of the sages on the stone pillar was shattered by the knife of the handle.
However, in a few moments, thousands of stone pillars became light, and the night was hanging upside down. The wonders of the stars like lights also disappeared.
The sun shines, the big day reappears, and the fire shines down.
The heart of the knife can be on the spot, but it can't heat up. The heart is cool like water, cold and sweaty. Some of the most peripheral surgeons, even trembling, can't believe that there is such a strong knife in the world.
Inside the villa, a quiet study, the heart of Xiao Xiaotian, trembled fiercely.
In the hands of the ancient book put down, he looked up to the unknown starry sky, one kilometer, 10,000 meters, 100,000 meters, millions of meters ... thousands of meters, he finally saw.
The starry sky, the endless, there is a black chariot, running wild.
In the dark night, in the starry sky, in this infinite universe, it seems unremarkable. In the eyes of Xiao Xiaotian, it is not a carriage, nor a person, but a knife that cuts the sky.
Not flying to this Tiandao Inn, nor flying to the thousand square knives in the central square, but flying to his knife Wang Xiaoxiao!
Rubbing!
Can not suppress the stirring emotions in the heart, the ancient books in hand, should be broken, turned into crumbs, danced in the study.
Sunlight came in through the window, and the swarf was full of snow, falling down.
Xiao Xiaotian is full of black hair, I don’t know when it has become white, and the whole person is hundreds of years old.
He knew that from the moment he saw the man, he was no longer a knife king. Although the other side is not as good as him, the achievements above the knife have been completely completed beyond him.
Suddenly looking back for a moment, let the white snow dyed the blue silk. Everything is gone by the water, and the name floats with the clouds.
A generation of knives, Wang Xiaotian, can afford to put it down, no half-hearted, no grievances.
"I haven't seen you for five years. I really got out of another road. It doesn't mean that I didn't want to fight with my life." Xiao Xiaotian smiled and sat down again, not saying much.
Even the other supreme, can not see the true identity of Xiao Chen after disguise, can be the knife king's Xiao Xiaotian, no matter how Xiao Chen hides, will recognize it at first sight.
The knife king recognizes people, does not recognize the face, does not recognize the knife, only recognizes the heart, recognizes the heart of a knife.
Xiao Xiaotian can put it down and see it. Many of the new generation of swordsmen on the stone pillars in the central square are arrogant and convinced.
"Warm brother, what is going on here, who's knife?"
Looking at the shining blade, after calming down, many people asked Wen Ziran.
Some of the knives in the field were suspicious, and a small part of them had already recognized this knives, but they were not sure.
Wen Ziran saw this knife and was impressed. He recognized it at first sight. First of all, I was amazed, and then it was a surprise. The shadowless knife king finally did not have a cool appointment.
Can look at the face of the knife in the presence of the knife, his heart is bitter, this shadowless knife king is a bit big.
Faced with the questioning of many swordsmen, I can't help but answer, silence for a long time, Wen Ziran whispered: "It is the knife of the shadowless knife king!"
"It really is him!"
"I guess, this is his arrogant blade, I have seen it once."
"A big style, if you come or come, you won't come. Now what does this mean? Don't put us in the eye!"
The knife on the stone pillar, slammed, immediately blasted, and the dissatisfaction in the discourse was very obvious.
However, this is normal. If you are sitting on a stone pillar, you will feel uncomfortable. The face was not so beaten, the sages of the sages were scattered, and even the face of the ancestors was also played.
In fact, this is a big misunderstanding. Xiao Chen just wants to go to the appointment on time.
For many years, he has not concentrated all his swords on one side of the blade. This is the only way he wants to make appointments on time.
The knife of the knife can represent the knife itself. No matter from which aspect, it is said that the knife will go to the meeting.
The will of the sages of the sages is not his intention. It is really not to concentrate all of his swords. The blade of arrogance cannot fall at such a long distance.
The sky was changed, and the whole scene was awkward. No one expected that the tea party would come here.
Wen Ziran had some helplessness. After waved to stop the shackles, Shen said: "Quiet, the shadowless knife king has personally handed over the invitations. It is not too cool to go to the meeting with a knife. Don't argue about this matter. Whoever dissatisfied, go On the road, you can drop his knife."
The black stone pillar is the forum for the current tea party. As long as it takes up, it has to accept the challenges of others.
It has been the case that no one has ever taken up this black stone pillar.
"There is no shadow knife king, you can have objections."
Wen Ziran looked at the arrogant blade on the stone pillar and asked.
"meaningless."
Hey!
Above the stone pillars, the dust condenses and turns into an ordinary person's figure, reaching out and pulling out the blade of arrogance, calmly speaking.
Xiao Chen in the chariot, burning millions of miles, burning most of the mana, finally showed the fingers as soldiers.
In such a scene, but other people have been shocked, how suddenly there is a more avatar.
"I have encountered some trivial things on the road. The deity can't go to the meeting on time. I can only go to the meeting with a knife, display some side-by-side paths, and condense the half-details to talk about it. If you disrespect, give you an apology."
He held the knife and said to the four sides.
Some people sneered at it, saying that they were false, and some people nodded secretly. This shadowless knife king is still more humble.
"You really are a shadowless knife king?"
Among the thirty-six pillars in the innermost circle, one stood up and the war was burning, and some aggressively asked.
"If you change, the knife in your hand can prove."
"Okay, then I am Xu Zilan, I will come to you today.
Xu Zilan’s voice fell, without hesitation, directly killing Xiao Chen’s fingers as a corpse of soldiers.
Everyone suddenly breathed, not speaking, watching it seriously. Although Xu Zilan is not the top ten swordsman of the new generation, it is also a similar figure. Among the 36 pillars in the innermost circle, there is a lot of land, which is very remarkable.
Two figures, quickly fought.
Light and shadow flickering, shifting and changing shadows, Xu Zilan is famous for his fast knife. Xiao Chen observes its characteristics to facilitate him to play fast.
On the narrow stone pillars, the squid squid turns and moves between the two, and after ten strokes.
The two figures were separated, and Xu Zilan was pale and had a knives on his neck that made him dare not move.
"I lost."
It is said that it is ten strokes, but the two players can play fast, and the ten strokes are not alive. Some swordsmen have not even seen it, and Xu Zilan is defeated.
Only the real masters saw the sentimentality, Xu Zilan was extremely miserable, and the ten strokes were all defeated. Every time a knife was cut, there was a wound on the body. After ten strokes, even the key points could not be held.
Later, I was afraid that Xu Zilan would no longer dare to claim it with a sharp knife.
"Concession, you have already shot fast enough, but you still lack a body. The body does not have to be top-notch, but it is suitable for you, because everyone's body is not the same, you don't mind when you have a low level. If you are tall, you must find the right way to fit your body. You can't find an adaptation or a homemade one."
Xiao Chen said, he said.
If Xu Zilan was thoughtful, some questions seemed to be open, and after a while, he said, "Thank you."
All of a sudden, the scene became quieter, and everyone felt a bit like a person on the level of a shadowless knife.
Although the breath of this person is obviously not over the king's emperor, in the emperor's power, there is no king of the emperor's unique emperor.
But it is just that there is such a feeling, above the knife, and he is not a level at all.
"I come!"
After half a ring of silence, the ghost knife Zhao Feng got up and made this difficult decision.
"I count the punishment!"
In the past, I used to blame Wen Ziran’s criminal style on the topic of the shadowless knife king. At this time, I stood up. Only the arrogance in the eyes has already converged and become dignified.
The two new generations of knives, while shooting, seem to be somewhat unruly.
But no one feels that there is something wrong with it, only because of the people who want to fight, it is the shadowless knife king!