"Ahhhh!!!h

While roaring and cheering, the big man swung his giant sword again, and hit Qingshan's head with a fierce blow.

This move, intuitively, is just a simple swing.

But with the addition of a huge brute force into it.

The powerful slash that came from the upper section, coupled with the weight of this big man, the strength and the huge weight of the sword itself.

If you resist it with anything, let alone a sword...... Even if it's a huge and heavy stone.

They're all going to end up with that drinking place, and they're going to be cut in two.

Naturally, Qingshan has already seen through these.

'Take it easy. ’

Seeing that the sword was about to slash his forehead, Qingshan was unhurried.

He lost his umbrella............

No, more precisely, he pointed the tip of the umbrella to the ground and let go of his hand.

"Hah! Are you scared to abandon the sword!?"

Not.

Looking at the smile on Aoyama's face, you know that things are far from so simple.

The tip of the umbrella touched the ground, and it bounced high in front of the green mountain.

The giant sword hanging over his head, the tip of the umbrella hanging in front of him, the droplets of water hanging in the air.

And............ Hanging on Aoyama's face, that smile.

Syllable.

Aoyama grabbed the tip of the umbrella, leaned back, and stretched out his hand.

The crooked handle of the umbrella hooked firmly on the big man's wrist, guiding the trajectory of his greatsword in a completely different direction.

Syllable!!!!

The tremendous force smashed a huge hole in the gravel floor, causing all the water on the ground to flow into it.

Qingshan's move is very clever, and he can already use other people's hands to manipulate other people's swords!

But that's not all.

The strange strength of the big man was amazing, and he didn't stay too long, and immediately raised the giant sword in his hand again.

It's not simple.

Such a powerful upper sword move, the physical strength and endurance to swing such a huge weapon for a long time.

This man's strength is by no means ordinary, even among the swordsmen, no one can resist his sword distance and power.

Presumably someone else must be against this person, it must be more than lucky............

But today he was not lucky.

Find the wrong opponent.

The person in front of him is ............

The only head of the Huashan Sword Sect!!

"Die!!!"

The momentum sank, and there was no more left.

That big man knew that as long as he swung this fastest and strongest sword with all his strength, he would not be deflected by Qingshan, and he could be killed directly!

What's the worst-case scenario?

Lose both.

But what is the thin arm of the weak scholar in front of him?

It's an umbrella!

What did you take for yourself?

It was a huge piece of iron weighing sixty pounds!!

It's too late, it's fast, with swords intersecting, life and death are only in an instant.

Facing the big man who raised his giant sword with a hideous eye, Aoyama shot ahead of him, pointing the tip of the umbrella directly at his front door!

If you stab it, it's faster!

(Then I'll give you a stab!!Just one eye, just as a souvenir on your Huangquan Road!!)

In fact, most of the real sword duels in ancient times were like this.

No one wants to get out of the way, no one can kill a single blow against an opponent of equal weight.

So............

Most of the time it ended with one death and one injury.

There is even a tragic situation in which no one survives.

Can..................

It's not ancient times anymore, and the opponent in front of him is not on par with Aoyama.

Syllable!

As soon as the button was pressed, Qingshan's umbrella opened instantly, completely obscuring the sight of the big man.

Miscellaneous!?

The giant sword that was swung with all his strength left no stone unturned, and it was impossible to change the trajectory and stop.

The giant sword that roared with the sound of breaking wind slashed at Qingshan's umbrella..................

Phew——————

Another gust of wind blew.

Rumble!!!!!!

This is the third time.

The greatsword sank deep into the earth again.

What about Aoyama?

He moved under the cover of the umbrella, changed hands, and retracted the long umbrella sideways by the big man.

With a twist of the sword flower, the open umbrella shook and swirled around him like a shadow of a dark cloud.

From time to time, he showed his cold smile.

Everything is planned, it's so refreshing............

Let's go. Stepping. Side shoulders, twist waist.

【Changhong Sun】!!!

The thrust of the final blow was very strong, and the open blades were gathered together due to the wind pressure.

Putting the weight and speed of your whole body on the tip of the umbrella is an absolute killer move that pierces through the enemy.

The tip of the umbrella fell deeply into the side waist of the big man............

Flew him all the way out.

Touch.

The big man slammed into the drinking place he had chopped up earlier, and the water kept falling over his head.

He looked dying, but he was still unconvinced.

"You............ ...... the hell Who's .................."

"Haha, who?"

With a flick of the splash of water on the umbrella, Aoyama knew that he was only doing it for dramatic effect.

But what needs to be said still has to be said.

I saw a faint rainbow on the top of the head near the green mountain, due to the splash of water.

The clothes were dry, and the water droplets on the umbrella were gone.

He glared at the big man, majestic, and replied in a chic manner————

"Huashan Sword Sect, Qingshan Dao Chief!"

.............................. The big man had already fainted when Qingshan was still posing.

He couldn't hear half of these two sentences..................

But it doesn't matter, after all, Qingshan didn't let this kind of goods know the meaning of his name.

You don't need others to think you're handsome, as long as you feel good about yourself.

But he always felt a voice shouting around him............

'Oh, brother, so handsome!'

But...... That's just what he thought.

The person who would shout like that is long gone..................

"Ahh!!h

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Seeing that the two followers had already run away in a panic, Xiaoguang, who had been watching the battle since the beginning, felt happy, and finally shouted.

Hikari felt a little blushing and heartbeat.

The green mountains in front of me have simply become their idols!

(That's amazing...... ）

This person turned out to be ...... in an instant No, it was in two moves that he knocked down such a powerful strong man...... And only with an umbrella......

The figure of Qingshan just now still echoed in his mind.

It's gorgeous...... So elegant............

So free and easy...... It doesn't seem to be a swordsmanship that only exists in the mortal world............

It's as if the man himself...... It's like a long sword!!

.................................

Brilliant and dignified.

Huashan Sword School, Qingshan Dao Chief!

.................................

I saw him insert the umbrella back into the umbrella hoop behind him, and gently walked to Xiaoguang's side and rubbed his head.

Xiaoguang's appearance reminded him a little of the blue sky and white clouds that he didn't know if he was living well now, as well as Li An............

Seeing that there are more and more people around him, the lively crowd has gathered in twos and threes.

Aoyama felt that it was time to run away............

When he is away from home, more is better than less, and he doesn't want to be on the cusp of this street.

In case he becomes famous, someone will come to him every day to challenge him, and by that time......

I'm afraid that if it's annoying, I'm going to be annoyed to death............

Qingshan is a quiet person, people can always be quiet, and heaven and earth are all returned.

Well, decided.

The corners of the clothes are fluttering, and the temples are supporting the wind.

Qingshan turned his head and left, leaving only one sentence............

"Goodbye, boy!"

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Xiaoguang was a little surprised, he didn't expect the parting to come so suddenly.

I just came across my own treasure...... Own idol............

How can you let him just walk away??

Who the hell is he, and why is he so powerful?

Where did that exquisite swordsmanship come from?

Why don't you take a sword and know so much about it?

There are so many things I want to say to Aoyama.

Xiaoguang staggered behind Qingshan with a stack of rusty swords.

"Ah...... That one...... Please wait...... Wait!"

"Wow!"

Due to the obstruction of the crowd and the weight on his hands, the swaying Xiaoguang will not be able to catch up with Qingshan for a while.

Seeing that the distance between the two is getting farther and farther away......

And at this time, a voice stopped Xiaoguang immediately, making him seem to be frozen.

"Hey, Hikari !!"

This voice is..................

Xiaoguang gradually moved his gaze from Qingshan's back to behind him, and he already had a bottom in his heart about the owner of the voice.

Look, sure enough..................

"Old, Daddy!!"

I saw that Xiaoguang's father's thick arms had covered his chest, and there was a somewhat impatient expression on his bearded face.

"You guy, it's been so long, you can't wait to come back, it turns out that you're lazy here......"

He walked towards Xiaoguang step by step, and did not forget to reprimand a few times.

"Don't delay my work!

The crowd that had just gathered was attracted by his sudden shout, and they all turned their heads to look this way.

"What to see!? It's not something for others to see, it's all for Lao Tzu to stay on the side, where to stay! That's why I'm almost tired of this street......

is worthy of being the most capable blacksmith on this street, and what he says is confident.

These two words completely dispersed the crowd that had just gathered to watch the excitement.

Only this space is reserved for these two fathers and sons.

"Not really, Daddy, I just ............."

Before Xiaoguang could say what had just happened.

Qingshan saw the crowd dissipate, and heard interesting stories coming back.

This time, it was his turn to interrupt others.

"Father............ So you made those swords?"

He looked at his father who was holding Xiaoguang in his arms with a straight face.

I gave out my heartfelt admiration.

"What a good sword. ”

Listening to Qingshan's praise, the father's thick arm also loosened.

He looked up, a skeptical look on his thick-haired face.

"Good sword ......?"

"Hmph. ”

and its disdainful nasal sounds emanating from the nasal cavity.

Letting go of Xiaoguang, the old father who was holding his waist with both hands approached Qingshan step by step, carefully studying his face.