"You...... What are you talking about? Do you say it again?" Liu Jingwen obviously couldn't believe his ears!

Seeing Liu Jingwen's reaction, Wang Chong's heart was settled, he frowned, and said loudly: "I said! This orthodox Liu family should be a halberd used in the past dynasties! Not a sword! I don't need to learn swordsmanship!"

After Wang Chong repeated, the whole village suddenly booed!

"Huh...... Hehe. Liu Jingwen showed a smile on his face, but his smile was very far-fetched, the kind of smile that he wanted to pretend to be calm, but he couldn't calm down.

"Okay, good!" Liu Jingwen slowly replied to the two words "good", turned his back, nodded slightly, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Wang Chong stared at him closely, sweat breaking out in his palms.

How did he know whether the Liu family was using a halberd or a sword?

This is purely a doubt and speculation that Wang Chong has buried in his heart for a long time, and he has the courage to say his conclusion!

Liu Rou once told herself that the descendants of the Xiang family she met when she was young carried a long sword behind her, and since then, he has been confused.

In the end, halberd...

Or a sword?

Because in the suburbs of Nancheng even more years ago, the golden phantom that erupted from his absorption ring was clearly holding a majestic giant halberd!

Moreover, Xiang Yu, who is powerful and can move mountains, will never be holding a weak sword! Only a halberd can match his domineering and outstanding momentum that is unparalleled in the world and surpasses thousands of troops and horses!

No matter how orthodox the Liu family in front of you is, no matter how much you inherit the Xiang family, you shouldn't be able to compare to Uncle Xiang or Xiang Yu, right?

They use halberds, so how can they be fake?

"Boy, you said that the weapon handed down by my Liu family is a halberd, a big joke!"

At this time, Liu Jingwen burst out laughing!

Those villagers in the village listened to Liu Jingwen's words, and their faces changed greatly!

"It's bad, Old Man Wen is going to dance the sword!"

"He will not be able to control his emotions when he wields his sword!"

"It's over, it's over, none of us can stop him!"

After that, the broken sword on the ground trembled slightly on the ground as if it had been resonated! Then, the sword actually flew out of thin air!

In the meantime, Wang Chong couldn't capture the slightest trace of true qi!

He didn't even understand how the sword moved!

"Boy, look at it, I'll let you see what the Liu family's swordsmanship is!"

The sword flew into Liu Jingwen's hand, and the moment Liu Jingwen touched the hilt, the sword body suddenly changed! Countless specks of rust were shaken off, and under the sunlight, the originally broken sword was reborn in Nirvana! In the blink of an eye, it became like a new sword created by a craftsman!

The sword is like frost, and the whole body is silver gray. The edge of its sword exudes a dazzling cold light, making it impossible to look directly at it!

"Up!"

Liu Jingwen moved with the sword! At the moment when his posture moved, Wang Chong didn't see him holding the hilt of the sword with his hand!

He only touched the hilt of the sword with the back of his hand, and the tattered white vest on his body was no longer as depressed and ragged as before when he danced the sword!

The whole sword made him dance in his clothes, and swam freely around him! Like a white snake spitting letters, swimming dragons shuttling.

Liu Jingwen didn't touch the hilt of the sword, but walked the sword body between himself in a chic manner, and Wang Chong was fascinated, as if he was enjoying a grand visual feast!

Then, Liu Jingwen suddenly opened his withered palm! Grasp the hilt of the sword, touch the ground, and point the sword!

He tossed and leaped under the big willow tree, and swung his sword blade at great speed through the gap of his fall! The sword in his hand suddenly flashed like lightning, and the surrounding catkins collapsed!

Its sword runs through the Changhong posture, as if it is no longer dancing the sword, but making a poem with gorgeous rhetoric!

Chen Yaxin and Liu Rou were also completely stunned, and their eyes exuded a yearning brilliance like stars.

If......

This Grandpa Liu Jingwen is dozens of years younger, and the way he looked when he was young will definitely be able to capture the hearts of thousands of girls......

When Liu Jingwen slowly fell from the air, he once again stood upside down and struck the ground with his sword, and then, with the momentum of a thunderbolt, his eyes widened suddenly!

"Zheng—"

Almost all of them didn't have time to react.

Fast.

It's so fast!

Liu Jingwen was stagnant in the air, and the tip of the sword in his hand was less than a millimeter away from Wang Chong's throat-

But he stopped it!

Wang Chong's face turned pale with fright, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva extremely nervously, his face was overflowing with sweat, his eyes widened, and he looked at Liu Jingwen in front of him incredulously.

This momentum ...... It's scary!

With this sword stab, he had to be killed on the spot......

Wang Chong at this moment, in addition to being shocked, is still shocked.

Liu Jingwen's eyes as sharp as an eagle falcon suddenly let out a long sigh after glancing at Wang Chong, raised his head to face the sky, threw the sword aside, and shot down a burst of dust.

Immediately, a scene that made Wang Chong and others feel incredible appeared-

Liu Jingwen turned his back, lowered his head, and cried quietly!

It's an incredible contrast to the previous chic and extraordinary look!

"'Zhuang Zu' is only one millimeter away......"

"That's why we use his surname for a thousand years!"

"I have been living for a thousand years!!"

Liu Jingwen's voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of pathos, echoing over the entire village!

He crouched down like a child, buried his cheek in his knees, and wept, causing the resonant wails of the birds in the sky!

At this time, at least dozens of villagers rushed over from the village, surrounded Liu Jingwen, and comforted him.

"If you don't want to dance the sword, why are you dancing again?"

"It's been so long, there's nothing to complain about!"

"Old and young, the older you are, the smaller your temper will be!"

Those villagers comforted Liu Jingwen angrily, as if they were no longer surprised by this situation.

However, what brought Wang Chong and his entourage-

It's a deep shock!

Wang Chong seemed to understand why the Xiang family used a sword in an instant......

If you turn the clock back 2,000 years -

There was once such an ancestor of the Xiang family, who almost changed the history of China for 2,000 years!

Its name is Xiang Zhuang, which is the "Zhuang ancestor" in Liu Jingwen's mouth.

At the Hongmen Banquet, in the feast of singing and dancing, singing and dancing on the surface, and the actual undercurrent surging......

In front of those immortal generals who have set off monstrous waves in the long river of history,

Dance with the sword and dominate the audience!

Xiang Zhuang sword dance, intended for Pei Gong!

Just one step away, he was able to kill Liu Bang......

With just one sword, he can build immortal feats!

But it's just a centimeter, a millimeter, or even—

One micron!

That is, the failure of this sword,

It affected the ending of the Chu-Han hegemony, bringing endless consequences-

Xiang changed his surname to Liu, and he lived secretly.

Once gone, it will be a thousand years!

"The fate of the Xiang family will always be like this?"

At this time, Liu Jingwen said this sentence, which made Wang Chong shake violently!

This voice coincides with Uncle Xiang's voice, and Uncle Xiang has also said exactly the same thing as him.

This sentence seems to be a torture from the deepest part of the soul:

"The fate of the Xiang family will always be like this?"

Wang Chong's eyes turned red.

"What are you still doing here? Why don't you hurry up?!"

A villager looked at the three culprits who caused Liu Jingwen's injury, and was furious, and directly issued an eviction order!

"Wang Chong, what's wrong with you? Wang Chong......

At this time, Liu Rou also sighed helplessly, she pushed Wang Chong, but saw him burst into tears, his eyes were sad, and he couldn't move his steps for half a minute.

"Get out, get out, never come here!"

The villagers picked up the stones on the ground and threw them at Wang Chong's body.

"How long will it take?"

And some aunts and aunts with vegetable baskets in their hands were also angry and threw the vegetable leaves in the vegetable basket at them.

Liu Rou and Chen Yaxin didn't dare to use their true qi to block in front of them, and they had already hung a lot of vegetable leaves and rotten eggs on their bodies, making their bodies dirty and smelly.

Chen Yaxin didn't seem to be able to stand this insult anymore, took Wang Chong's wrist, and said in a trembling tone: "Little brother Wang Chong, go, let's go......"

Driven by the villagers, Wang Chong still refused to leave, with an inexplicable persistence in his heart.

An obsession,

An unwillingness,

A kind of anger.

Liu Jingwen suddenly made a sound of vicissitudes, and the noisy scene was quiet again.

"Slow ......"

Then, the villagers got out of the way, Liu Jingwen stood straight, his eyelids were already raised, he looked at Wang Chong gloomily, and said: "Since they are here, they must always give them a chance to prove it, that kid means that he can't dance the sword, but he can dance the halberd, the halberd comes!"

Liu Jingwen's momentum changed suddenly, his thin arm was raised, full of majesty, and he wanted to catch the halberd on the surface, but in fact, it set off a gust of wind, and the dust thrown by those villagers on Wang Chong and others, vegetable leaves and egg whites, was blown away, and there was no longer anything unusual.

A villager whispered to Liu Jingwen in his ear: "In our village, there is no halberd ......."

When Liu Jingwen heard this, he put away his hand behind him, and immediately became furious, and said, "How can there be no halberd in our village?!"

When he asked, the villagers all bowed their heads and did not answer him.

"There really isn't a ......," said one of the villagers, emboldened.

"I said yes, yes, follow me!"

Liu Jingwen turned around and walked towards the back of the big willow tree.

"You...... Are you going?" Liu Rou said to Wang Chong with some hesitation.

Wang Chong was silent and did not answer. After raising his head, he showed a determined look on his face, stepped forward, and followed!

Seeing this, Liu Rou and Chen Yaxin glanced at each other, and they didn't say much, so they walked forward with Wang Chongchao side by side nervously.

Wang Chong and the three followed behind Liu Jingwen, and a large number of villagers, following behind the three of them, discussed one after another:

"The halberd in the old man's mouth, it can't be that, right?"

"There really isn't a halberd in our village, only that could be that. ”

"Impossible...... Old man Liu actually ...... Trust him?"

Liu Jingwen took Wang Chong and the others to a small mountain.

At the foot of this mountain, there is a clear water babbling stream, flowing down the foot of the mountain, the breeze blows, extremely cool and pleasant, the hill is full of trees, birds singing and fragrant, it is an extremely quiet place.

And what made Wang Chong feel discordant was that on this stream-

There's a big ding!

It is about three meters tall and four meters wide, and has a dark blue color throughout.

This big tripod happened to intercept the stream, but it did not block the stream.

This big tripod can no longer see its original appearance, it is crawling with moss, and even grass grows, and the feet of the tripod are also washed by the stream to be slippery, as if it has been placed for many years and has not been moved.

"Here comes the halberd. Liu Jingwen said lightly.

Wang Chong frowned and asked, "Where?"

Liu Jingwen pointed his hand at Dading: "That!" ()

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