Luo Zhaoyun galloped on the incense couch this night, carried a gun vertically and horizontally, was extremely brave, practiced innate qi, had strong physical strength, and could control his essence well, so he enjoyed the blessings of Qi people with Xiao Yiyi and Ning Muhe, took turns to fight, and finally lost the battle, panting and unable to stop his attack. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

For most of the year, Luo Zhaoyun has not been close to women, Luo Zhaoyun let go of himself this night, and many of the shots in the films of the island country in later generations, various qualifications came to mind, and he tried it a lot, and he felt more and more that his physique was good, so he was really good!

Tossed until midnight, the second daughter was hoarse, her cheeks hung with happiness and contentment and post-tide style, she fell asleep, her limbs were soft and weak.

Qingshuang next door is miserable, listening to the screaming in the middle of the night, as well as the sound of the collision of the bed, even if you cover the pillow and quilt, you can't stop it, the woman's scream, like a cat's groan, makes Qingshuang's heart itch, the whole body is hot, the roots of the legs are wet, and the breathing is a little disordered.

"It's not a good thing for so long!" Qingshuang scolded with a red face, and waited until the dead of night when there was finally no sound next door before she fell asleep.

The next day, Luo Zhaoyun was alive and well, and practiced swords under the plum blossom forest in the courtyard very early, the cold light flickered, and the sword qi was horizontal.

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

More than a dozen plum trees in the courtyard exude a fragrance, pink petals, still delicate and tender in the cold wind, white snow hangs on the branches, but it does not suppress the will of the branches.

Based on the breathing method of the Guigu Sect, Luo Zhaoyun was practicing the ancient sword technique called the 'Hundred Steps Flying Sword', which was the famous swordsmanship of the Guigu Sect during the Warring States Period.

But later, the Guigu Sect was like a vertical and horizontal sect, citing doctrinal differences, divided into two, and gradually declined, and there were no more celebrities like Pang Juan Sun Bin and Zhang Yi Su Qin, and in terms of martial arts, when the last Sword Saint fell, no one reached that height anymore, and the entire sect declined in the Han Dynasty.

This sword spectrum was buried in the underground mausoleum, because the Sui Dynasty had the activity of touching the gold school captain, and when the tomb was dug upside down, the wind of walking was learned, and the swordsman of the green forest learned that he killed people and took the sword spectrum, which caused the rebellion of the rivers and lakes.

Luo Zhaoyun was fortunate to get it, and his unique luck made the force value climb, his swordsmanship was skillful, and his strength was much stronger, and he was not afraid of it when he met that Yucheng or Yuwen Chengdu.

In addition, he had already dispatched intelligence officers to conduct a comprehensive search of the whereabouts of the heirs of the Heavenly Pavilion, and he didn't know where the woman in white had gone and whether she had recovered from her injuries.

And through Yanlang Pavilion, he spread the news, saying that the sword spectrum was snatched by the killers outside the building, pushing this notorious killer organization to the forefront, and letting the ancient forces of the rivers and lakes put pressure on the outside of the building.

For the time being, the news has not been leaked, Luo Zhaoyun is happy to be quiet, and he is hidden in the city, just in Xijing, who would have thought that the sword book would be obtained by him and live in Daxing City?

Qingshuang pushed the door open, saw Luo Zhaoyun in the courtyard practicing swords, and sneered: "Good sword (cheap)!" ”

Luo Zhaoyun pulled out a sword flower, handsomely accepted the sword move, looked at her with horizontal eyebrows, and smiled embarrassedly: "Otherwise, you will also end up and play a sword (cheap) skill!" ”

"Who's going to compare that sword to you?" Qingshuang giggles.

General Luo Zhaoyun excitedly said: "What, are you afraid? ”

"What, am I going to be afraid of you?!" Qingshuang put away her smile and became serious, she didn't believe she would lose.

"Then come on, see who is better."

"It's better than it, real swordsmanship!" Qingshuang emphasized, stopped laughing, lifted the sword to the courtyard, pulled out the sword with a bang, the sword aura suddenly grew, and then raised the sword to point at the opponent.

"Fight!" Luo Zhaoyun was arrogant, striding forward, and the newly learned swordsmanship unfolded quickly, extremely powerful.

Qingshuang also uses Guigu swordsmanship to block, although they are all the same kind of swordsmanship, but the comprehension is different, turned into his own sword fighting skills, combined with physique, breathing method, etc., live and learn, but the sword momentum emitted by the two is different.

One is feminine and soft, as delicate as a needle, and the swordsmanship is specialized in stabbing at the vital point, and the other is wide open and closed, brave and mighty, with such a mysterious atmosphere.

Dangdang!

In the first fifty rounds, it was difficult to distinguish, and Qingshuang relied on her knowledge of many killing techniques, so she had some advantages.

But after a hundred rounds, Luo Zhaoyun completely adapted to the opponent's tricky sword, and grasped the essence of the hundred-step flying sword to a little, chic and elegant, the sword was in the palm of his hand, like a flexible toy, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and the sword moves became more and more exquisite.

It's also strange to say that this kind of swordsmanship seems to be more compatible with him, and when he uses it, the power is greater than that of Qingshuang, and it has more kendo charm.

By the time of the one hundred and fifty rounds, Qingshuang had been forced to stand left and right, and she couldn't resist it.

"No more fighting!" Qingshuang snorted coldly, floated backwards, and withdrew from the battle group.

Luo Zhaoyun was very happy, having such a strong opponent was a good opportunity to hone in on the essence of the sword path and connotation, and he felt that he was more familiar with the Hundred Steps Sword Technique of Guigu.

"The fight is in full swing, why did it stop."

"Hmph, you are in a good fight, I fell into the wind and was beaten, of course I have to shout to stop." Qingshuang retorted, and then said in surprise: "It's strange, the swordsmanship we practice is almost the same, how to show it, but it's different, is it the right direction of your comprehension, or the right one I understand?" ”

"This kind of swordsmanship is indeed a bit magical, the sword moves seem to be alive, flexible and changeable, it is easy to combine with the spirit of the martial artist, and after learning and using it, it becomes the most suitable swordsmanship for himself, however, there is a difference in fit, we obviously have different personalities, and the sword path has changed."

Qingshuang looked at him strangely and sighed: "I think yours is more elegant and free, but it is very similar to the inheritance of the real Guiguzi lineage." ”

"Perhaps, it is the most suitable swordsmanship in my life." Luo Zhaoyun is very satisfied, just the breathing method and sword spectrum on this silk book are enough for him to use for life, and his goal is not to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, the first swordsman, etc., but to protect himself more when he fights, and when facing assassination, he has more possibilities to survive.