The white-bearded old man suddenly stabbed Su Chen with a sword, and everyone in the audience lost their voices. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Su Chen was not stunned, his attention was not even on this trick 'Breeze Xu Lai', just looking at the sudden extra person on the sidelines.

The man wore a high crown on his head, his eyebrows were majestic, and his eyes were gloomy.

If you guess correctly, it should be the contemporary head of the Tao family, Uncle Tao and the third deacon of Tao.

He has a strict bearing, and his palms are slightly wider than ordinary people, and his palm skills should be good.

The edge of the palm is slightly black, and from a distance, it is slightly fishy, and it is obvious that it also cultivates poisonous palms.

The white-bearded old man was the master of the sword in the ambush that day, and it was already confirmed.

Tao Shusheng was naturally the master of the ambush that day, and the guy who slapped himself when he finally pursued.

The only thing I didn't know was that there was a master who made a double dagger and made a move like a poisonous snake that day, and that person was not present, so it was likely to be the Tao family's hidden killing move.

Su Chen's memory only remembered that the man was not tall, but his light skills were excellent, and when he made a move, he was like a maggot attached to a bone.

If Old Doctor Fang hadn't been entangled by that person, he wouldn't have been able to escape, he was injured with a sword and a palm, and died soon after he came back.

……

Shang Xiuxun's group of people hurriedly rushed into the courtyard of Tao Wufang of the Heavenly Medicine Hall and saw this scene.

The body of a white-bearded old man was half in the air, the sword was like a meteor, the surrounding air was torn into white air waves, and the sword blade poked out a half-foot-long qi blade before it, as if it was invincible.

As Jian Feng pointed to, a young man in white with bundled hair had a shiny look in his eyes, reflecting the sword.

He even had a small smile on his face, as if he didn't react to the enemy's attack at all.

"Autumn Official ......"

Shang Xiuxun was in a trance, almost froze for a while, and there was a huge pain rising in his heart, almost out of breath.

In the snowstorm that year, a stubborn child stood opposite several fat children, smiled like this, and said seriously: "It's not right to beat people, the master said, you must convince people with reason!"

The stubborn child still didn't make sense in the end, and was beaten by someone else's old punch and made his nose blue and his face swollen......

"Qiu Guan, you should practice swords with me, so as not to be bullied in the future!"

The little girl's face was full of heroism, and she held a broadsword in her hand, and when she wielded it, Huo Huo was angry.

The stubborn child's eyes shrank for a moment, and he said firmly: "If you don't practice, if you are Chengping today, I want to study literature and participate in the imperial examination, and in the future, I will be in the court and help the world and the people." ”

"Nerd!"

The little girl pouted disdainfully, humming and practicing swordsmanship.

Afterward......

Because of some changes, the stubborn child still did not fulfill his wish to learn literature, but followed him to the ranch and learned medical skills......

However, people are gradually depressed, and that ambition is long gone.

Every time the two get together, they never talk about the scene again.

In Shang Xiuxun's heart, he may always remember the burning in the eyes of the stubborn child and the smile at the corner of his mouth.

Just like at this time.

Shang Xiuxun shouted, "Stop!"

The figure rushed forward, and his eyes were fixed on the white-bearded old man.

If her eyes could kill, the old man would have died many times.

However, because it was too far away, it was too late to stop it.

Behind Shang Xiuxun was a half-hundred-year-old man with gray hair and a tall figure, looking at the scene in the field, his heart was also groaned, and his heart was terrible, what was the Tao family doing? He dared to assassinate Qiu Guan in front of everyone, was he afraid that he would not die fast enough?

Others don't know, but he knows that the eldest lady has a relationship with this nerd, and she had a very good relationship when she was a teenager, but she was a little older and didn't have any interests, so she slowly became estranged.

Shang Zhen was followed by a middle-aged man, with a short figure, a beautiful beard on his chin, and he looked very calm, this was Archdeacon Liang Zhi.

The other person has a handsome face, fair skin, and a feminine expression, and is Wu Zhaoru, the fourth deacon.

Hearing that something big had happened in the Heavenly Medicine Hall, they used their weapons to fight each other, and even the owners of the field had already been dispatched, where could they still sit still, and they all followed to calm down the incident.

When I saw such a terrifying scene, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"A first-class swordsman actually attacked a young man with no martial arts with all his might......"

They all know the white-bearded old man, who is a guest recently invited by Tao Mansion, surnamed Chen, and I heard that he is a master of the Huashan faction.

Tao Shusheng was also present, looking at it gloomily, and he did not stop the tragedy that was about to happen, how did Qiu Guan offend the Tao family?

……

Su Chen looked at this sword and analyzed it silently in his heart.

The old man's Qingfeng Thirteen Styles did not think about the complicated and ingenious swordsmanship carved on the cliff wall, but the shots were full of natural and true interest, and the divine sense was even better, with a special beauty of seeing only the breeze and not seeing people.

"It has been passed down for many years, and it is normal for future generations to add and delete many times, and it is normal to change some appearances. The use of moves is the essence of divine will, and this usage of the old man has taught me some more essence. Su Chen was overjoyed when he realized something.

Before Jianfeng arrived, he had decided not to hide anymore, and it was rare for two great enemies to come together, and the opportunity was really good.

What's more, even if he wants to hide his skills now, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it.

In the field, their own hands couldn't stop the white-bearded old man with one person and one sword, but several first-class masters who arrived at the door couldn't rescue him.

And he didn't know who those people would help later.

In Su Chen's cognition, it is likely to help Uncle Tao more.

is also from a large ranch family, which is fundamentally different from being alone and poor.

"There is still one person who did not appear, but unfortunately it can't be caught in one go, there are some fly in the ointment!"

Su Chen sighed slightly, his body was like a kite pulling a string, and he floated back behind.

The sword stabbed quickly, but he retreated faster.

In the eyes of everyone, his figure was like a puff of light smoke, floating to the sidelines like a ghost, floating on the branches of bamboo trees.

The white-bearded old man stabbed out with a sword, but he felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the target was getting farther and farther away, and it seemed to be just a phantom.

He was horrified, and a sudden surge of fear surged through his mind, and the pores of his whole body exploded......

Decades of experience in walking the rivers and lakes told him that when things are abnormal, there must be demons.

"Retreat, retreat sharply......"

The sword in his hand changed from offense to defense, turning into a breeze around his body, and soaring upward.

Everyone only saw the old man stabbing the air with a sword, so he did not hesitate to turn his body and flew backwards, the sword light sprinkled a lot of light and shadow in front of him, impermeable, and he was inexplicable, and he heard a chuckle: "The reaction is quite fast, worthy of the old rivers and lakes, and the ...... who can't go"

"Come like a breeze, go without leaving a trace!"

Su Chen silently thought about the Thirteen Swords of Qingfeng in his heart, and his figure suddenly stopped, reached out to pick a tender green bamboo branch, and reached forward to point forward, his wrist trembled slightly.

There was a "buzz" sound, and everyone felt their hearts tighten.

I saw that the hundred and ten leaves on the bamboo branches fell off together, turning into a piece of green light and stabbing towards the retreating figure of the white-bearded old man, the speed was extremely fast, and the wind cracked and howled, like a strong bow and a hard crossbow.

"How is it possible?"

Luo Fang opened his mouth wide, looking at the fantastic scene in front of him, and couldn't believe his eyes.

A big white rabbit that turned into a tiger in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

This transformation made him unable to believe his eyes.

"Three changes in the breeze!"

The white-bearded old man felt that the crisis was coming, and he shouted wildly, and the hundred steel swords in his hand rolled up layers of sword waves, turning from a clear wind to a storm, and finally to a tornado.

Between the sword qi and the swallowing, those green bamboo leaves "snapped" and burst into powder.

"This kid is so insidious, he even concealed his strength to carry out a sneak attack!" The old man was glad in his heart, fortunately, he was on guard, and Jiang was still old and spicy.

As soon as he turned this thought, the green shadow flashed in front of him, his chest suddenly hurt, and his whole body strength receded like a tide, and he couldn't move a single step.

The old man looked down, but found that at some point, the young man in white was already standing in front of him, holding a verdant bamboo branch, which had pierced his heart.

"It's ...... What kind of swordsmanship?" the old man asked with a confused look in his eyes, feeling the loss of his vitality.

This sword, he felt very familiar, but also a little unfamiliar, as if he had seen it in his dreams, faster than the fastest sword.

"The wind blows the leaves, and the leaves fall with the wind, isn't it the thirteen styles of the breeze? ambushed you that day and injured my master with this sword, and you will not lose a sword for a sword!"

Su Chen smiled and spoke, but his tone was as cold as ice.

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