Chapter 10 Martial Etiquette

"Autumn is uneven......"

Li Xuan remembered an important piece of information.

Before Lord Xilong died, he seemed to be worried that Qiu Buping would make a black hand on Li Xuan after his death, so he made Qiu Buping swear a poisonous oath.

As long as Li Xuan doesn't do anything that endangers the Qiu family, Qiu Buping will never be able to make a move against Li Xuan, including him and his men.

Obviously, there is a small flaw in this poisonous oath.

Thereupon.

If Qiu Buping wants to harm Li Xuan, the only way is to let outsiders do it.

For example, bandits.

Yan Peony looked at Li Xuan's handsome and green face, and then patted the shoulder of the iron armor, and Meng Lang laughed.

"This coward is my senior brother, Shangguan Hanfei, a ninth-order martial artist. Lord of the city, as long as you or your subordinates can defeat him, Yan Peony is at your disposal, otherwise you will enter the Black Wind Village and become the slave's opponent.

Hee-hee-hee-hee......

In fact, no matter what the result is, for the lord of the city, it is earned, right?"

Yan Peony straightened her proud chest.

Li Xuan rolled his eyes.

Gu Jiuming looked at the two sides, coughed dryly, and said with a smile: "Lord Yan Village, please sell someone Gu a thin noodle, as long as you Black Wind Village no longer mix with this troubled water, presumably the City Lord will definitely not be guilty of the past." The two sides can be regarded as not fighting and not knowing each other, so it is not beautiful to abandon their previous suspicions and become friends. ”

Yan Peony squinted his eyes: "I'm sorry, forgive me." ”

Gu Jiuming smiled and glanced at Li Xuan.

As if to say, "Look, I've done my best." In the final analysis, it's still your fault that you're too handsome and provoked the Peach Blossom Tribulation.

Li Xuan's heart turned, he glanced at Zuo Qingniu, and said with a slight provocation at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Zuo, you first accompany Shangguan Hanfei to warm up." ”

Zuo Qingniu was startled, waved his hand in a panic and said: "I can't help it, I can't help it, my small ability is low, where can I beat a ninth-order martial artist." ”

Li Xuan squinted and chuckled: "A person who can easily block a bullet raid at such a close distance is definitely not low." Brother Zuo, I believe in you, on!"

Zuo Qingniu's face changed, and then he sighed depressedly, arched his hand at the iron armor, and said with a smile: "Brother Tai, you see, I was driven to the shelves, you must be merciful." ”

Shangguan Hanfei nodded, and said in an extremely serious tone: "Understand, brother, you are the duck." ”

Zuo Qingniu: "......"

As soon as Shangguan Hanfei's voice fell, the blood around his body was agitated!

His whole person's momentum changed drastically, becoming extremely fierce and cold, and the only exposed eyes were full of terrifying killing intent.

Bang bang!

Shangguan Hanfei drew his sword out of the sheath.

His sword, straight and sharp, without the slightest reflection in the sun, looks like a weapon specially used to harvest life.

Shangguan Hanfei held the sword in his right hand, pressed his left hand on his chest, leaned forward slightly, and at the same time looked into Zuo Qingniu's eyes, performing a standard martial artist etiquette.

This is again the invention of the First Emperor.

Warriors are expected to observe the necessary etiquette before fighting, and this tradition is a common practice today.

"Shangguan Hanfei, the eighth disciple of the Golden Thread Building, breathe quickly, please!"

Shangguan Hanfei said solemnly.

Hearing Shangguan Hanfei's self-introduction, Li Xuan couldn't help but snort.

The Golden Wisp Tower is a martial arts sect that is quite mysterious and known for its quirky way of passing it on.

Each generation of landlords only accepts a maximum of nine disciples, so the number of people is not prosperous, but it seems that each disciple is very powerful.

Shangguan Hanfei should be the eighth disciple accepted by the landlord, cultivating the breath of speed, then what he is good at must be speed.

"Yan Peony is Shangguan Hanfei's junior sister, so she must also be a disciple of Jinjialou, the ninth disciple. ”

Li Xuan's face was inexplicable, the disciples of the dignified martial arts sect were full of fragrant buns everywhere, they were completely elites, what was wrong with them, and how they became bandits.

A beautiful woman, what is a thief?

The word "please" came out.

Shangguan Hanfei's killing intent became stronger and stronger, as if it were a substance.

Under the strong killing intent, Li Xuan's body stiffened, and Zhang Hu's legs trembled.

Zuo Qingniu's expression was solemn, and he also performed the etiquette of a warrior.

"Huangshamen outcast, Zuo Qingniu. ”

Zuo Qingniu said briefly, without mentioning the school of breathing method he cultivated, and doing so did not destroy the etiquette of martial artists.

Some people are proud of their own school of breathing and want the whole world to know about it, while others prefer to keep it a secret.

The two looked at each other, and a faint flash of lightning collided violently in midair.

Next moment!

Zuo Qingniu slammed his heels, and a wall of sand immediately rose behind him, and Shangguan Hanfei appeared behind the wall like a ghost, stabbing out with a sword.

It all happened in the light of light.

It's so fast!

In Li Xuan's eyes, two Shangguan Hanfei appeared at once, one was still standing in place, and the other vague afterimage ran to Zuo Qingniu's back to raid.

Two people who have never met before, as soon as they make a move, it is a ruthless and deadly move, and the fierce atmosphere of the warrior is aggressive.

But!

A wall of sand blocked the blade.

Shangguan Hanfei immediately retreated back to the same place as soon as he missed the blow, his afterimage collapsed like foam, and his figure was still standing in place, as if he had never moved at all.

A look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

looked at Zuo Qingniu, and said in a deep voice: "Interesting, you have hidden your strength, the 'triple speed' should not help you, then let you taste my 'ten times the speed'." ”

The voice did not fall.

A vague shadow suddenly flashed above Zuo Qingniu's head, faster than visible to the naked eye, making people unable to react.

It was Shangguan Hanfei, who held the hilt of his sword with both hands and stabbed Zuo Qingniu in the head from top to bottom.

Burst!

The sword stabbed through Zuo Qingniu's head and stabbed all the way down until most of the sword body was submerged.

The picture freezes at this moment.

As soon as Li Xuan's eyes flickered, he saw Shangguan Hanfei riding on top of Zuo Qingniu's head, and a sword pierced his head.

"So fast!"

When Li Xuan exclaimed in his heart, something incredible happened.

Suddenly, Zuo Qingniu's body turned into yellow sand and exploded, and the sand and dust scattered from the tent rolled violently, covering the sky and the sun, and he couldn't see his five fingers in it.

"Martial Arts Yellow Sand Stand-in!"

"Martial Arts: Sandstorm!"

Yan Peony's eyes flashed, and he blurted out exclaimed.

It turned out that Zuo Qingniu used two martial arts skills one after another, not only to save the day, but to reverse the situation and trap Shangguan Hanfei.

What happened next, Li Xuan couldn't see it at all, only the yellow sand was everywhere in front of him, and the storm swept in, making people unable to open their eyes, and there were chaotic sounds in their ears.

"Light Thorn!"

"Sandstorm Punch!"

Accompanied by fierce shouts, there were loud rumbling noises, the earth shook, and the shredded blades of grass flew indiscriminately.

Li Xuan could barely stand still, and a few blades of grass burrowed into his mouth, mixing dirt and gravel.