Chang'an is the center of the world, in this metropolis with a population of more than one million, only God knows how many talented people and heroes are in this huge metropolis, how many heroes and heroes are dusty, and they have a body of ability that cannot be displayed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At least in Hou Mo Chenlin's heart, he is the dusty jewel, the heroic man who has a skill but cannot be displayed, and can only succumb to a small martial marquis.

Hou Mo Chen Lin's ancestors are extremely famous, and he is a descendant of Hou Mo Chen Chong, one of the Eight Pillars of the Sui Dynasty: Hou Mo Chen Chong is a Xianbei tribe, brave and resolute, good at charging into battle, and the history books record that he "with a brave spirit, when the advantage of war, light riding to open the door of Gaoping, and a horse to get the victory of the long pit." His grandfather, Hou Mo Chen Ying, was also a general of the Sui Dynasty, worshipping the governor of Guizhou Prefecture and leading the military of the Seventeen Prefectures.

But as Li Tang took over the world, the Hou Mochen clan was born without heroes and completely declined. Today, Hou Mochen, the rarest of the three surnames of the hundred families, has almost disappeared into the torrent of history like ordinary people.

Hou Mo Chen Lin has been determined to restore the lintel since he was a child, with full of enthusiasm to revitalize the prestige of the family, and practice the ancestral knife technique, he is very famous in the Guanzhong generation and is a recognized knife master in Guanzhong. However, for some reason, Hou Mo Chen Lin's career has never been smooth, even if he has superb knife skills, he still defects to no door, is not trusted by others, and can only succumb to the little martial arts marquis, responsible for the security of Chang'an.

At night that day, he happened to be on duty, and when he saw Chang Hao surrounding He Zhizhang, he pretended to be dead and waited: for He Zhizhang, a minor official with no real power, offended the son of a third-rank general whose father was a general who held military power.

Unexpectedly, a young man suddenly appeared, and the young man was obviously a practitioner, and he beat the more than ten guards brought by Chang Hao in three or two strokes.

Looking at Chang Hao, who was huddled aside with a shocked expression, Hou Mo Chen Lin suddenly felt that the opportunity had come. I helped Chang Hao today, and through his introduction to Chang Yuankai, isn't Feihuang Tengda close at hand?

With this in mind, Hou Mo Chen Lin didn't care about right or wrong, he waved his knife directly, in order to prove his strength, he tried to take down the other party in a short period of time, and as soon as he made a move, he was the family heirloom Hou Mo Chen Dao that he had been practicing for many years. In the past, Hou Mo Chen Chong relied on this set of knife techniques to kill countless enemies, Hou Mo Chen Lin practiced hard and learned from the good players in Guanzhong, and also understood that it was not only suitable for battlefield killing, but also had another mystery to learn from the rivers and lakes.

Pei Min fought against the enemy with a sword, never met a defeat, someone came to fight, never asked the reason, no matter what the other party had, drew his sword to face the battle, and made a sword with a short stick in his hand, attacking against attacking.

Hou Mo Chen Lin smiled coldly, took advantage of the situation to return to the single knife, and the Xianbei scimitar slashed at Pei Min's wrist from the bottom up at an incredible angle. This move is the subtle method of his ancestral knife technique, which refers to the use of the strange characteristics of the scimitar to attack it unprepared, and no matter how strong the martial arts are, people will also be dazzled.

Pei Min's eyes lit up, the other party's knife is indeed not bad, it is not a vulgar hand, if he has the Qiushui sword in his hand, it is not difficult to block this blow, but at this moment it is a short stick in his hand, and if he resists it, won't he cut it in two? Seeing the blade sharpen his wrist, at this moment, he gently threw the short stick in his hand into the air, flipped his wrist, and avoided the knife in a subtle way, and even felt the cold air of the opponent's scimitar passing the back of his hand.

Avoiding this move, just as the short stick fell, he held the wooden stick in his hand, and the wooden stick stabbed out of the way, which made it the sword momentum of the Yue Nu in the hodgepodge swordsmanship that he relied on to become famous in the future.

Although he didn't know the reason, the previous indiscriminate fight against the guards had made Pei Min confirm that his strength, speed, explosiveness, etc. had improved to varying degrees, and he accepted this in a very short time. With his current strength and speed, although this sword is a small wooden stick, it is ruthless and accurate when it is stabbed, and if it is pierced at the tip, it is almost the same as the middle sword.

Hou Mo Chen Lin saw that the momentum was powerful, how dare he have the slightest negligence, the blade turned to the upper horizontal grid, the knife was fierce, and he planned to rely on the power of the weapon to seize the lead.

Pei Min smiled, followed the trend with the handle, and waved the wooden stick to cut back. The sword momentum changed so quickly, and there was no barrier between the moves, and without wasting a minute or a second, he had to return the sword to save him.

In just a short time, Hou Mo Chen Lin was shocked into a cold sweat, and he started a sneak attack to seize the opportunity, thinking that the opportunity was in hand and he could subdue the other party in a short time. Unexpectedly, the opponent just made a gesture to move back to the disadvantage, and the second move forced himself to defend, and the advantage was lost...... When did Guanzhong have such a good swordsman?

Pei Min didn't care what he thought in his heart, one move was successful, and the second move came out casually, this time his sword blade changed, and it was transformed into the Grass Saint Sword, and the sword momentum was magnificent, especially his current strength, speed, and explosiveness have increased to a certain extent, and the sword moves are even more powerful and majestic.

Hou Mo Chen Lin complained bitterly in his heart, he had just been forced by Pei Min's strange sword move, he had lost his first move, and he was about to deal with his next strange move, but he didn't want the other party's sword to change again and again. Chang'an Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, he has been mixed for more than 20 years and has encountered many good players, but he has never encountered such a young man on the opposite side, swordsmanship is so varied and unpredictable. In a panic, he could only take a step back and block with one sword.

The two clubs and knives intersected, Hou Mo Chenlin's wrist shook, faintly painful, the scimitar almost came out, and he had no choice but to retreat again.

Where did Pei Min allow him to exit safely, the Grass Sage Sword was already filled with the artistic conception of the Yellow River roaring and the Yangtze River pouring thousands of miles, and with one move, the real huge waves followed.

The wooden stick forcibly pressed the scimitar and hit Hou Mo Chenlin's chest, despite the scimitar cushion, Hou Mo Chenlin's chest was still like a hammer, and the whole person flew out and hit the ground.

Fighting with Hou Mo Chen Lin was only a triad, but Pei Min showed powerful and terrifying swordsmanship, coupled with the previous set of abuse, how could the guards who came with Chang Hao not know the horror of the young man in front of him, and they stepped back one by one, not daring to step forward.

Chang Hao was also stunned, he didn't expect that a hard stubble would appear, and he couldn't imagine that the brave and loyal guards who usually blew in front of him were so vulnerable, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he turned around and ran.

Pei Min couldn't imagine that the mastermind was so spineless, and he wanted to chase it.

He Zhizhang smiled and said: "Forget it, virtuous brother, a gentleman, there is no need to meet him." If you have time to pay attention to him, it is better to go back to the house to drink with your brother. I have good news for you......"

Pei Min's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "What the old brother said is reasonable...... He threw the wooden stick to the ground and walked leisurely towards the He Mansion.

Seeing Zhang Xu watching the excitement not far away, Pei Min smiled and said, "Brother Zhang is watching a good show!" ”

Zhang Xu said unashamedly: "It's not like you can handle it." If you can't handle it. Brother, I'm sure I'm on it, I can't hit people head-on, it's still okay to shine on the back of the other party's head behind my back. ”

Pei Min and He Zhizhang laughed along.

Hou Mo Chen Lin looked at Pei Min's distant back, his eyes were shocked, how could he not have imagined that he couldn't catch this young man's three moves with his own sword skills......