Chapter 9 Making the Sword Nature is the Art of the Swordsmanship
"Because that man is a villain, he is going to fight the old uncle, and if you don't fight with him, you won't be able to listen to the old uncle's story. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Feng Xiaoxiao said.
"Then I'll compare with him, but I won't compare with a sword."
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Feng Xiaoxiao was speechless.
The Guigu Divine Doctor handed a sword to Han Dasha and said, "Dasha, you just need to treat this sword as an iron knife for cutting bamboo, and treat the person who competes with you for a bamboo sword." ”
"Then I'll do it." Han Dasha said with a smile.
Feng Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded, thinking that this is okay?
"Zhangzhou ruler, come out and die."
Outside the bamboo building, there was the angry shouting of the old man in the felt hat.
The bamboo building was shaken.
It can be seen that the old man in the felt hat has recovered a lot of cultivation and is full of confidence.
"From his shouting, I can hear that my junior brother has recovered seventy percent of his strength." The Ghost Valley Divine Doctor said in a deep voice.
"Then what should I do, can Dasha ever fight?" Feng Xiaoxiao said anxiously.
"We can only believe in Dasha, if Dasha can't last ten minutes, I will make a move, my cultivation has recovered less than thirty percent, I can only drag him for three minutes, and then you take Dasha down the mountain quickly."
Chirping!
The bamboo door opens.
Feng Xiaoxiao pushed the Guigu Divine Doctor, who was sitting on the recliner, to the door.
"Zhang Zhouqi, it seems that you can't do it, just give me the "Book of Absolute Characters", then I can consider sparing your life." The old man in the felt hat said with an arrogant expression.
"Senior brother, the Book of Absolute Words can be handed over to you, but you have to promise me one condition first."
"At this time, I remembered whether it was too late to talk to me about the conditions."
"If you don't agree, then I will only destroy the Book of Absolute Words."
"You dare." The old man in the felt hat shouted angrily, he held a sword in his hand, and the rain flowed down the felt hat to the long sword, and the long sword made a clicking sound.
"Senior brother, you know that I dare." The expression of the Ghost Valley Divine Doctor looked even calmer than expected.
"On what terms?" The old man in the felt hat asked with a cold glint in his eyes.
"Bijian, as long as you win against this young man, I will hand over the "Book of Absolute Words" to you."
In fact, the old man in the felt hat had already paid attention to Han Dasha, and he still remembered the scene when Han Dasha suddenly used his body to block the Guigu Divine Doctor that day, and he was surprised that Han Dasha did not die after receiving a palm from him.
Hearing that the Guigu Divine Doctor asked him to compete with Han Dasha in the sword, the old man in the felt hat frowned, he was guessing what the intention of the Guigu Divine Doctor was, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, even if he started learning swords at the age of six, ten years of kendo was only a little bit of a skin, how could he be his opponent, looking at the Guigu Divine Doctor's expression, he couldn't help but suspect that there must be some conspiracy in his heart.
"Okay, I'll take it no matter what conspiracy you play, but this young man's life is not guaranteed." The old man in the felt hat shouted, he was already willing to do anything to get the "Book of Words".
"Dasha, fight hard, if you win, I'll buy you your favorite food called flower chicken."
"Well, Xiaoxiao, I must fight hard."
Feng Xiaoxiao pushed the Guigu Divine Doctor out of the bamboo building and covered a bamboo umbrella.
The old man in the felt hat didn't talk nonsense, the sword came out, cut the rain curtain, and the rain came.
In the rain curtain, Han Dasha's eyes were clear, without the slightest hint of fear, he was a stupid boy who might not know fear at all.
Han Dasha held a long sword in his hand, the sword was used as a sword, without any moves, and with a cold rain intention, he slashed at the old man in the felt hat.
The Guigu Divine Doctor asked Han Dasha to cut the bamboo for three months, three knives and one green bamboo, and the strength in his hands has been trained.
With one move, the sword and the sword merged, and the long sword in the hand of the old man in the felt hat almost came out of his hand, glaring at Han Dasha and scolding: "Bastard, you are a sword." ”
Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly said: "Why isn't this at this moment, aren't you two holding swords in your hands?" ”
Hum!
The old man in the felt hat snorted coldly, naturally unwilling to compete with Feng Xiaoxiao, slammed on the ground with the soles of his feet, splashed water droplets in all directions, jumped in the air, and made another move with a long sword in his hand.
"Dasha be careful." Feng Xiaoxiao saw that the old man in the felt hat was aggressive, and hurriedly reminded Han Dasha.
In fact, the old man in the felt hat looked menacing, but in fact, it was not, only the Guigu Divine Doctor knew his junior brother best, and the old man in the felt hat was too suspicious, and he would definitely not turn his attention to compete with Han Dasha.
The old man in the felt hat peeked out of his sleeve cannon with his idle left hand.
The Guigu Divine Doctor saw it in his eyes and sighed secretly: Senior brother, you really like to use the next strategy, if you are honest and compare swords, where will this stupid boy be your opponent.
Han Dasha only felt that something flew towards him through the rain, and his chest itched slightly, so he didn't feel it anymore, and then raised his long sword and slashed at the old man in the felt hat.
The old man in the felt hat frowned slightly, and when he saw that Han Dasha was not poisoned, he couldn't help but be surprised, thinking that Zhang Zhouqi had long expected that he would use poison, so he gave the young man an antidote in advance.
Thinking that his guess was right, the old man in the felt hat smiled disdainfully, some poisons have antidotes, but some poisons can't even be solved by Zhangzhou ruler himself.
"Senior, it's been almost ten minutes, do you have any way to deal with your junior brother?" Feng Xiaoxiao said worriedly.
The Guigu Divine Doctor did not answer, but looked at the heavy rain pouring down in the valley thoughtfully.
"It depends on Dasha's creation, I originally applied slow poison in the valley, but I didn't want to cause a heavy rain from heaven's will."
"Ah, that means you have a way?" Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised.
The Ghost Valley Divine Doctor was silent to show it.
"Then you still let Dasha go to compete with him."
"Don't worry, my junior brother is most proficient in poison, although the swordsmanship is more powerful than Dasha, but his mind is not on swordsmanship at all, but thinking about how to poison Dasha."
Sure enough, after the old man in the felt hat applied six or seven more poisons to Han Dasha, his expression began to be a little flustered, the poison of the heart umbrella that day was that the ghost valley divine doctor could not solve it without the assistance of the master of the semi-immortal realm, but he applied it to Han Dasha, and Han Dasha didn't have anything at all.
Looking at Han Dasha again, his face turned red, and there was already a look of anger in his expression, usually he stabbed down three times, and a green bamboo fell to the ground, and today he didn't even see the person fall to the ground with a few swings, in fact, Han Dasha's mind was very simple, and when he thought that he couldn't cut down that person, he didn't call the flower chicken to eat, and he didn't realize that the long sword was swinging faster and faster, and his strength was getting bigger and bigger.
No one thought of Han Dasha's annoyance, a green dragon mark could be faintly seen on his forehead, but fortunately, the rain blurred his vision and no one saw it.
The rain knocked on the bamboo building, making a clattering sound, and suddenly the bamboo forest shook, but at this time, the wind had stopped, and Feng Xiaoxiao's hand holding the recliner felt a little trembling, and when she looked down, the earth was shaking violently.
Syllable!
The door panel of the bamboo building fell off and floated in the water.
Boom!
Qingshui Creek blew up a white wave, and almost rotten bamboo leaves flew in the air.
The Ghost Valley Divine Doctor, Feng Xiaoxiao, and the old man in the felt hat all looked at everything that happened around in shock, thinking to themselves what was going on?
Only Han Dasha was holding the long sword in his hand, his face was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was very hideous, he felt that the secluded court was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed to be exploding.
Yes!
A shout.
The mountains and forests are howling, the wind is raging, and the bamboo buildings are toppling.
The old man in the felt hat only felt a shock in his heart, his blood was rolling, and his chest was stuffy for a while.
Burst!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he looked at Han Dasha with a frightened face, and fell to the ground unwillingly.
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Nanhan, a thousand-year-old cold lake, the surface of the lake is covered with a thick layer of ice, and at the bottom of the lake, there is a green dragon coiled, and its body is covered with gravel, which seems to have been sleeping for many years.
Suddenly, the cold lake trembled, and the cold ice on the surface of the lake, which was as thick as a bedboard, exploded into countless cracks, and the green dragon suddenly opened its lantern-sized eyes.
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