"Famous sword?"

The masked man looked at the Yan python in his hand, wondering why.

"The tomb is named Chengxue!" Xu Xiaoshou looked at death with a look on his face.

"Oh, you said it..."

The masked man was happy and said: "Like you, I can't stand the sword-wielding man, so I have to dedicate the famous sword to him after all. It just so happens that I need this strength."

"Again, instead of falling into the hands of others, it's better to leave it in my hands for the time being, understand?"

temporary……

Is that really the case?

Xu Xiaoshou thought of Su Qianqian's pain, and looked at the masked man who didn't seem to be embarrassed to speak, and asked again: "But why do you want to kill everyone in the Su family?"

At this moment, Storybook and Cenjou raised their eyebrows at the same time.

After Xu Xiaoshou finished asking, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere, so he took a step back and held Yan Mang in front of his chest.

"Ah."

The masked man laughed out loud and didn't care at all.

"kill?"

"No, not to mention that I didn't kill everyone, just a few guys who dared to use a sword against me."

"Just to that extent, we can't even talk about 'killing', such a serious word."

"Yeah." Xu Xiaoshou's tone was lowered, but his expression was questioning.

He didn't say much and waited quietly for the masked man's next words.

"I actually don't like killing people." The masked man spread his hands.

He actually didn't want to explain.

But I guess if Wen Ming knew the little sword-wielding man in Tiansang Ling Palace, he would be a knot in his heart, so he had to say it.

"Do you know what the greatest honor is for a true swordsman?"

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head.

The masked man continued: "The greatest honor is to die by my sword."

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

"not lying to you."

The masked man looked at him and said seriously: "They choose to defend, and I choose to fulfill them. If you want to interpret it as killing, that's fine. After all, that's the fact."

"Of course, if I tell you this now, it's impossible for you to understand."

"When you can fully understand, that's when you truly master the secrets of swordsmanship. At that time, I welcome you to 'fulfill' me..."

"If you dare to draw a sword against me."

There was a relieved smile in the masked man's eyes, showing some respect and appreciation for his opponent at that time.

"I can only explain so much about this issue."

"If you really want to fully understand the situation, maybe you can go to Su's house in person and you might understand."

Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.

He really couldn't understand it.

He obviously wanted to seize the sword and killed all the senior members of the sword holder's family. How could he say it so grandly?

However, on second thought, during several battles with the Holy Slave.

The sentence that the other party shouts the most seems to be "don't hurt others"...

Looking at the stern and upright appearance of the masked man, he didn't seem to be lying.

"Are you sure you're not making this up?" Xu Xiaoshou asked.

"Sure." The masked man replied.

"You said yes."

"Huh?" The masked man raised his eyebrows.

The storyteller also twitched the corner of his mouth.

The tone of this command made him almost unable to hold back and take action.

The masked man didn't say "yes".

"Whenever you really have the strength to verify whether what I say is true or not, I may answer you in a tone like this."

"but now……"

The masked man smiled with his thick eyes, but his voice was very serious: "No one in this world dares to order me like this."

Xu Xiaoshou's heart and hair were cold.

He really just got used to it unconsciously. If he wanted to talk to the masked man smoothly, he asked the information bar to verify it.

But to no avail.

That’s all.

Look!

Die seriously, kill with respect, the glory of swordsmanship...

Xu Xiaoshou felt very funny.

But when these words came out of the masked mouth, there was an illusion that this was the case.

He couldn't tell whether this person was confident or just telling his own story.

But obviously, by now, he is already in the maelstrom of the Saint Slave.

Just one Su Qianqian, just such a small obsession, cannot shake the overall situation at all.

"The Su family..."

Xu Xiaoshou murmured softly to himself without pursuing it too much.

He has become a saint slave.

But you still have to see your own path clearly, no matter how fancy the other party says.

Indeed, to put it bluntly, this is just a "choice".

And under this choice, if you can give yourself more time.

Xu Xiaoshou believed that in the not-too-distant future, even the Holy Slave would want to use a cage to frame him. At that time, he probably wouldn't be able to frame himself.

"All I need is time."

"Time will also prove everything, whether you are a masked man, the leader of the Saint Slave, or... the eighth Sword Immortal?"

My heart is relieved.

Xu Xiaoshou raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

"What's the next step? How to go?"

The masked man turned around and stepped out, and Storyteller and Cenjou followed immediately.

"With your feet."

Click.

The masked man raised his foot and lightly stepped on the ground. The four swords behind him trembled suddenly and flew over again.

"go back."

He tilted his head slightly.

The force of the fierce sword froze on the spot and stopped in front of Xu Xiaoshou.

"this……"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his hands, somewhat thinking, but somewhat afraid.

"Hold it. When you can get the owner of this sword, then you will be qualified to ask me questions."

"oh."

Xu Xiaoshou grasped it.

Fierce Sword actually did not resist and became quiet again, as if...

The anger has been vented.

Xu Xiaoshou wanted to follow the three of them, but the information bar jumped again.

"Being watched, passive value, +1."
To be continued...