Competing with a little girl, no adult is willing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But what is even more reluctant is Luo Yao: "Don't let him fight Yaoyao, Yaoyao's swordsmanship is exquisite, he may not be able to comprehend it." The little girl pointed at the sword idiot: "It's you, you are barely qualified to fight Yaoyao." ”

As she spoke, Luo Yao pulled out a wooden stick from the bushes on the side of the road: "Don't talk nonsense, if you miss this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life." ”

"Bold," Hearing the little girl say this, everyone angrily scolded Luo Yao for not knowing the sky: "You are so arrogant at a young age, haven't the adults in your family taught you etiquette?" ”

"Master, let the disciple go out to battle and teach her a hard lesson."

Luo Yao didn't hear it, but pointed the wooden stick in his hand at the sword idiot: "You can make a move, Yaoyao will let you make a move." ”

"Stand down! Exit ten zhang away. The sword idiot suddenly spoke, and for the first time his face showed a solemn expression: "Since the girl is sincere in trying the sword, then I can only accompany it." ”

Just now, when the little girl pointed the wooden stick at him, the sword idiot felt a sharp sword intent.

That kind of momentum and sword pressure gave him the illusion that he was facing the palace master of the Sword Palace.

Such a strong pressure is not felt by others. This shows that Luo Yao's sword intent is pure to the extreme, and it has reached the realm of sending and receiving from the heart like an arm.

"Little girl, watch out!" The sword idiot slowly placed his hand on the hilt.

His speed is very slow, and every movement is like a repetition of the previous one, impartial, not arrogant, not impatient.

Even a layman like Luo Yunfeng can feel that the attainments of the sword idiot are unusual.

Despite this, Luo Yunfeng was not worried about his daughter's situation. He was more curious in his heart: "To make the sword idiot so solemn, how high should Yaoyao's swordsmanship be?" ”

Suddenly, a vigorous sword qi burst out from the sword idiot's body. Pulled by the sword qi, the vitality of heaven and earth became violent. Under the traction of the sword qi, the aura squeezed towards Luo Yao from all directions.

What a powerful sword press! Although he was not in the center of the storm, Luo Yunfeng was still secretly frightened: this guy is real.

In the past, when I read sentences describing sword competitions in books, the author always said that swordsmanship is exquisite, and the enemy cannot be avoided.

Every time he reads this, Luo Yunfeng will always laugh at the author for not having knowledge: the battle space is so large, and the damage trajectory that a sword can cause is only a handful. As long as it's not a fight in a phone booth, how can it be avoided?

"The first move, there is a flaw!" Luo Yao's figure suddenly disappeared in place, disappearing without a trace from the countless violent sword qi.

Luo Yunfeng saw the sword qi rushing towards him, and he hurriedly grabbed Luo Aotian to the side: "Girl, why don't you forget your cheating father at any time?" ”

"Now it's Yaoyao's turn to fight back, eat Yaoyao's move, Sword Seven!" The figure of the little girl appeared out of nowhere, and she rushed forward with a wooden stick.

Luo Yao's movement speed was frighteningly fast, and she was seen in all directions.

In the face of the stormy attack, the sword idiot had to cheer up and work hard to support.

"Next up, Kenpachi." The little girl's wooden stick flickered, and the sword path became majestic, full of indescribable beauty.

"Sword Ten!" The sword momentum became fierce and fierce again, and the sword idiot was caught off guard, and his body was hit several times in a row.

"Sword Eleven, Sword Eleven."

Although these two styles are ferocious, they are slightly lacking in power, and it is not difficult for sword idiots to deal with them.

After a ferocious attack, the little girl put away her sword and stood solemnly: "Finish the work." ”

She didn't look angry, and she didn't change her face, obviously she didn't do her best in the attack just now.

"Sure enough, it's a hero out of a teenager." The sword idiot couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, and he asked: "Little girl, your swordsmanship will be clever and clumsy, who taught it?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, just now Yaoyao's last sword, sword twenty, you didn't defend it at all. So don't jump to conclusions. Luo Yao raised the sword in his hand and shook it: "Look at what you are holding in your hand?" ”

The sword idiot bowed his head in astonishment, and then he realized that he was holding a wooden stick in his hand, and the sword he had held in his hand was gone.

Seeing the wooden stick in his hand, the sword idiot's eyes widened: "How is this possible?" What kind of swordsmanship did you just perform? ”

Luo Yao held his head high: "Seven swords, eight swords, and eleven swords, all of them are Shen Fei's swordsmanship." Sword Ten and Sword Twenty are Chengfei swordsmanship. This is what Yaoyao realized by herself when her father took Yaoyao to watch the air show. ”

"Don't mess around, girl, there is no Shen Fei swordsmanship in this world, only Sukhoi swordsmanship." Luo Yunfeng hurriedly corrected his daughter's cognitive mistakes, and then he wondered: "You can understand the sword technique at the air show, why can't I, the Sword Saint Father?" ”

Luo Yao explained in a soft voice: "Dad, you misunderstood. The Sword Master was talking about Yaoyao. And you are Yaoyao's father, that's why you are called Sword Saint Daddy. ”

This bear kid can't be brought, not as annoying as you.

Luo Yunfeng took the sword from his daughter's hand and threw it back to the sword idiot: "My daughter made a joke with you, I hope the sword idiot doesn't mind." ”

"Chaowen said, you can die at night." The sword idiot looked at Luo Yunfeng with some envy: "Luo Daoyou's daughter is extremely talented, and she is exactly the talent that the Sword Palace dreams of. If Luo Daoyou does not dislike it, he can take his family to the Supreme Sword Domain in the future, and the Sword Palace will definitely welcome him. ”

"It's easy to say," Luo Yunfeng happily accepted his invitation: "When I finish my own business, I have to go to the Supreme Sword Domain to disturb me." ”

The sword idiot nodded with a smile: "Then it's decided." Let's take our leave first and don't disturb Luo Daoyou's work. There will be a period later. ”

Although he failed to find the rumored Eight Finger Sword Techniques, the sword idiot did not have any regrets in his heart: yesterday in Yu Xingyun, he saw Luo Yunfeng's strength. Today on Luo Yao, I saw a swordsmanship genius.

Having a good relationship with such a person is beneficial to him and harmless to the Sword Palace.

"Uncle Shi, I want to return to the Sword Palace later." Just as the sword was about to leave, Mo Huangya suddenly said loudly: "I still have some accounts to settle with Luo Aotian. ”

The sword idiot looked at Luo Aotian, who was standing far away, and there was a helpless look on his face: "Okay, I'll give you three months." Take care of this matter properly, and it's not too late for you to return to the school. ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi's instructions, the disciple will keep it in mind."

Seeing Mo Huangya watching his senior brother leave, Luo Aotian tiptoed and wanted to slip away.

"If you dare to take half a step more, I'll chop off your foot." Mo Huang Ya let out a cold snort without looking back.

Frightened by the woman's words, Luo Aotian's legs were weak, he sat on the ground with tears in his eyes: "It is said that the twisted melon is not sweet, can you let me go?" ”

Mo Huangya stared: "Don't talk nonsense to me, I'll ask you." Do you still plan to fulfill the marriage contract of that year? ”

The father and daughter of the Luo family looked at each other silently: "Luo Xiaoshou has a marriage contract with this Mo Huangya?" How blind does she have to be to like Luo Aotian, a little pretending criminal? ”

"I'm willing to tell the truth, would you like to listen?" Luo Aotian muttered quietly.

"Luo Aotian, you stand up straight for me." Seeing Luo Aotian's posture, Mo Huangya's anger didn't come to one place: "What about your manhood?" This cowardly look is not at all like the person I remember. ”

Luo Aotian continued to mutter: "I have explained to you a long time ago, I have been like this since I was a child. The Luo Aotian in your memory is me who was drunk from drinking. Besides, drinking hurts my body, and I can't drink that much every day. ”

"So, you were able to climb the ladder ten times in a row that day." Luo Yunfeng interjected curiously: "Is it also because you are drunk?" ”

Luo Aotian wiped his tears: "Do you still need to ask?" Can I crawl back and forth ten times without getting drunk? ”