Xu Buling is less than twenty rank martial arts kui, and he is familiar with martial arts once he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and if he can't even learn to cut twenty-eight knives, then he won't need to practice martial arts in the future.

Although this knife is used for the first time, its body and momentum are far deeper than Situ Huyu, who has been practicing for more than ten years, and it is only a little immature compared to Situ Yue.

Situ Yue Ember showed a little stunned in his eyes, and thought that Xu Buling had secretly learned the sword technique of the Situ family before, and the blade was in front, so he didn't have time to think about it at this time, so he hurriedly raised the nine-ring knife to block in front of him, and supported the back of the knife with his left hand.

Bell—

Xu Buling is holding a straight knife, the weight is much lighter than the nine-ring knife, and the force is definitely not as great as the heavy knife to chop down, but it also depends on the strength of the person who uses the knife!

The white clothes swept through the wind and snow, and the blade carried a terrifying manpower, almost smashing on the heavy nine-ring knife.

At the same time as the sparks splashed, Situ Yue's arms shook violently, bent slightly, and the whole person sank a little, and before he could backhand, the second knife fell again.

Bell-bell-bell-bell-bell—......

Situ Yue Ember was almost exhausted when he took out twenty-eight swords in a row, although it was not easy for Xu Buling to receive twenty-eight swords, but the treasure knife was not old and young and vigorous, after all, the latter had greater potential.

Xu Buling was pressed and slashed twenty-eight times, and he was also angry, and the knife spared no effort in anger. Jia Gonggong once mentioned a sentence of 'a hundred ruthless, it is better to be accurate', Xu Buling has always remembered that he has a deep feeling, and he did not swing the knife recklessly, each knife is accurately slashed on the gap of the blade of the nine-ring knife, and the gap is visibly deepened by the naked eye, until it is more than an inch into the blade of the knife, and then continues to chop down.

Twenty-eight road serial knives are known for their simplicity and domineering, and simple things often mean that the fault tolerance rate is high, just like the 'Zhongping gun' of the Liuhe gun, and the 'shaking mountain' of Zhu Liu's is the same, either hard to connect or dodge, simple and simple, and does not give the opponent a chance to counterattack at all.

As a pioneer, Situ Yue Ember understands the strengths and weaknesses of the 28-way serial knife better than anyone else in the world. Within 28 knives, the slightest negligence on the part of the opponent will either be dead or maimed, and if he wants to escape, he will be stabbed at least once, and it is impossible to retreat with his whole body.

It is precisely because of the clear understanding that Situ Yue Ember has no backhand power to retreat, so he can only rely on the nine-ring knife in his hand to resist.

It's just that Xu Buling can catch Situ Yue's twenty-eight knives, and Situ Yueyan, who has already fought for a round, obviously can't catch Xu Buling and return it.

After only nine knives, Situ Yue's mouth cracked, and with a muffled snort, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and the tenth knife knee could be supported again, and he knelt directly on the ground.

If you can't pull back the force, all the force on the blade will be applied to the body.

On the eleventh knife, Situ Yue's knees sank into the mud for more than two inches.

The twelfth knife spurted blood from his mouth, obviously hurting his lungs.

"Drink—"

Xu Buling followed him like a shadow, and the moment he gained the upper hand, he directly turned into a knife in both hands, and slashed down with the momentum of 'splitting Huashan'.

In the snowy night, the cold light flashed, and then Mars burst out.

The sharp and incomparable drunken bamboo fell on the heavy nine-ring knife, and the big knife that had been cut out of a big gap was broken in response to the sound, and continued to fall.

Situ Yue Shen knelt on the ground, his hands were bleeding profusely, the treasure knife in his hand was broken, and there was no way to block, his eyes showed a little shock, and he watched straight at the blade slashing towards his forehead.

A Jianghu guest will die under the knife sooner or later, this knife can come very suddenly, but it can't be too cowardly.

For Situ Yueyan, this knife was indeed caught off guard, and he didn't expect it beforehand.

However, after the bloody battle, he died dignified under the knife technique he created, and he didn't have any pockets, which can be regarded as the ending he deserved as a 'knife man' for a lifetime.

It is precisely because of this that before he died, Situ Yue Ember did not panic or fear.

It's just that the unstoppable blade didn't fall on Situ Yue's head, but stopped abruptly in front of his forehead.

After Xu Buling broke the Nine Ring Knife, he retracted his strength, held the knife in both hands, and forcibly stopped in front of Situ Yue's head, the blade of Xueliang did not move at all, and his chest rose and fell like a cow.

"Huh~~~Huh~~~"

The cold and windy night suddenly quieted down, turning from a fierce battle to a stasis for only a moment, if it weren't for the wind and snow, Zhongli Chuchu and Nightingale thought that time had stopped instantly.

The two of them breathed loudly, beads of sweat fell on the snow, and bursts of white mist erupted from their mouths and noses.

Situ Yue Shen knelt on the ground, saw the blade on his forehead stop, sat on the snow with exhaustion, and gasped:

"What do you mean?"

Xu Buling beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, slowed down a little, and then stood up straight, inserted the long knife back into his waist with his backhand, and slowly sheathed it:

"Good knife technique, it will be mine in the future. Spare you this time, your Situ family owes me a life, how about it? ”

After the battle of Situ Yue, he had no strength, looked at the knife in his hand, and threw it on the ground:

"Whatever you want, if you don't kill the old man, the old man can't cut himself."

The serious Jianghu people speak so simply.

Xu Buling doesn't need Situ Yue Ember to make any promises, he will abide by it if he wants to be shameless, and he doesn't need this kind of miscellaneous fish.

He turned around and picked up the lance from the snow and walked towards the wind chaser.

Situ Yue Ember sat on the snow and didn't get up, looked at Xu Buling's back, and thought about it:

"This knife complements you, and after you learn it, you are afraid that you will be invincible in the world. There are only three people in the world who can break this knife, Li Hansheng, Zuo Qingqiu, and Jia Gonggong, and the rest are all ants. ”

Xu Buling didn't respond, just raised his hand casually, then turned over and jumped on the chasing horse, heading towards the east.

The wind and snow are still there.

The man is old, and the knife is broken.

As a swordsman, there is nothing more desolate than this.

It's just that Situ Yue Ember sat on the snow for a while, and he didn't show any helplessness, but looked a little surprised.

This is the case with the inheritance of martial arts, which is passed on to the disciple Sun is passed on, and passed on to the enemy is also passed on. As long as kung fu is good and can kill, the opponent has to use it to pinch his nose, and if he uses it, he can't get rid of the name of the founder, even if it is a blood feud of life and death.

Situ Yue Ember is the pioneer of the Twenty-Eight Road Serial Knife, and he can see the top heroes who will crisscross the rivers and lakes in the next thirty years, using his knife skills, which is not the shame of the loser, but the glory of no one in martial arts. Practicing martial arts to this point, what else is there to hurt......

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Pedal Pedal –

After Xu Buling defeated Situ Yue Ash, he galloped his horse and quickly left the fighting snow, and after turning the woods to leave Situ Yue Ash's field of vision, he coughed lightly a few times, raised his hand and pulled his sleeve.

The twenty-eight knives that connected Situ Yue's all-out efforts were the only ones in the rivers and lakes, so it was naturally impossible to be light.

At this time, both arms were still swollen and tingling, showing a dark blue color, obviously too hard and strained. The shoulders, waist and legs that bear the strength are also painful and unbearable, and if you don't cultivate for a few days, I'm afraid you will have to fall ill.

Xu Buling frowned, took out gauze and gold sore medicine from the horse's side bag, bandaged the cracked tiger's mouth, and at the same time searched for traces of nightingales in the mountains and forests.

It's just that Xu Buling has just turned around the forest, and his heavy breathing has not been suppressed, and out of the corner of his eye, he found a black shadow with a long sword in front of the road, silently appearing at some point, and it seems that it just came out of the ground in a blink of an eye.

Xu Buling's face changed slightly, and he was really shocked. This kind of shadowless body method that comes and goes, not a grandmaster is also a half-step grandmaster, he has just fought with Situ Yueyan with all his strength, the consumption is extremely high, and he hasn't even drunk a sip of water, if he meets Song Ying and Chen Daozi in his heyday at this time, the true immortals will also have to explain here.

Xu Buling quickly grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist, turned his gaze to the black shadow, and raised his hand at the same time, telling the nightingale who was hiding somewhere not to move.

The figures in front of the road are about fifty paces apart, and the wind and snow are too heavy and the sky is dim, so that the figures cannot be seen clearly, but the momentum of the immovable mountain can make people see that they are absolutely extraordinary.

Xu Buling held the handle of the knife, his face was slightly gloomy, and he said loudly:

"Who's coming?"

The figure in front of him did not respond, stood for a moment, and then walked slowly.

Xu Buling jumped off the horse, and the drunken bamboo knife with the handle still hot was unsheathed again, pointing obliquely at the ground, his eyes were unruly, and he was not afraid.

Pedal Pedal –

The footsteps seemed to be slow and fast, and soon they came to the front, and in the dim light, they could vaguely see the face of the person who came—dressed in a pale green robe, with an ancient sword hanging from his waist, and white jade beads hanging from the sword spike. Facing more than forty years old, sword eyebrows, hooked nose, very handsome appearance, look closely, nose and face shape are still a little similar to Xu Buling.

？？

Xu Buling was stunned for a moment, frowned at the single knife, and said with a little uncertainty:

"Uncle?"

In the peach forest on the hillside, Zhongli Chuchu had just woken up from the shock, and before he had time to rejoice in the master's invincible appearance, he saw a figure suddenly appear on the road, and his heart was half cold in an instant.

The nightingale was also slightly startled, holding the hilt of the sword and wanting to go down to help, but after hearing Xu Buling's 'uncle', there was joy in his big eyes full of aura.

Zhongli Chuchu noticed the change in the nightingale's expression, and knew that the person who came was a helper, so he hurriedly asked:

"Who is this? The person sent by King Su? ”

The nightingale had already relaxed, with a bit of surprise in her eyes, and said seriously:

"Childe's own uncle, Princess Su's brother, the head of the Lu family in the East China Sea, 'his sword does not move, his intention is hundred', have you heard of it?"

Zhongli Chuchu's eyes lit up. She naturally knew who this adjective that everyone on the rivers and lakes was referring to - the former sword saint Lu Baiming! After the death of the old sword saint Zhu Choushan, he took over the title of sword saint, and until Zhu Liu appeared, he was the first person to use a sword on the rivers and lakes.

However, when the iron eagle was hunting deer, the Lu clan in the East China Sea suffered a catastrophe, the old family died outside the house, Lu Baiming in order to protect the whole clan did not come out of the sword, to the court to express his attitude, since then, Lu Baiming has thought about the hundred-foot cliff wall, the only time to make a move, is the battle with Zhu Liu's sword saint.

The Lu clan of the East China Sea is in Qingzhou, and the distance is very close, but Lu Baiming has been thinking about it all the time, and even Xu Buling didn't expect this uncle to come out of the mountain, let alone Nightingale and Zhongli Chuchu.

On the road, Xu Buling put away the long knife, his eyes were very surprised, and he walked closer to carefully identify it, confirming that it was in his memory, after Lu Baiming, who had visited him in Suzhou when he was a child, he showed a little smile:

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Lu Baiming was dressed quite elegantly, walked up to him with a sword, looked up and down a few times, and had a bit of approval in his eyes:

"I haven't seen you for many years, they're all so big, and they look exactly like your mother. If she knew that you beat Situ Yue to his stomach, she would definitely be happy, they were still quarreling on the rivers and lakes back then. ”

Xu Buling had a deep affection for Princess Su when he was a child, and when he first came, every time he recalled it from his memory, his heart was like a knife, and it was the same at this time. He walked up to him and wiped the sweat from his forehead slightly:

"yes, huh...... My father has always wanted to ask you for a drink, and I haven't seen you go to Suzhou for so many years......"

Lu Baiming raised his hand, not wanting to mention the helpless and sad things of the year, but said calmly:

"Your cousin Hongxue told me about Bodhi Island, and I was afraid that something would go wrong with you, so I asked me to come over and help you get out. I didn't want to show up, but Chen Daozi and Zhang Buzheng have already come to Youzhou, and they are searching nearby, and it is estimated that they will arrive soon, and you will definitely not be able to beat them. ”

When Xu Buling heard this, his brows furrowed, showing a little annoyance: "This stinky bull's nose is really ghostly, he didn't die on Bodhi Island?" ”

According to Hongxue, Chen Daozi was frightened by Li Hansheng and escaped with injuries. Come here this time, I'm afraid that the king of Chu arranged to take your life, so as to blame the court and let the king of Su send troops to fight Chang'an. ”

After a little consideration, Xu Buling understood the intention: "In order to be the emperor, he did not hesitate to cause trouble in Chang'an, which is vicious enough." By the way, how could Hongxue get involved with the Eagle Tower? Is it the uncle's order or ......"

Lu Baiming shook his head: "The rules of the rivers and lakes do not pass on the two of them." Kill Chen Daozi and Zhang Buzheng first, I will send you out of Youzhou, and you can figure out the rest by yourself. ”

Xu Buling was a little helpless, and wanted to say, 'You are my uncle', but the rivers and lakes are not temples, and the people in the rivers and lakes who talk about the rules are like this, and forcibly asking will only make the other party embarrassed, so he didn't say more. After a short rest, he greeted the nightingale, and together with Lu Baiming, he entered the peach blossom forest all over the mountains......

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