Liu Xiangyang's cat waist went straight up, but there was a sword light splitting in front of him, there was no tricky angle, and there was no fancy skill, it was very simple to split directly, clean and neat as if he was chopping wood.

Well, it's chopping wood.

Li Ruyu, who retreated, just simply split the sword, his spirit was all on the sword, there was no Liu Xiangyang in his eyes, and there was no embroidered spring knife, only a long sword with several gaps.

In all the world, I only have a sword.

This is the Master's way.

In the midst of lightning and fire, more than a dozen methods instantly poured out in Liu Xiangyang's mind, but he found that none of them could easily avoid this sword and then counterattack, either retreat or shake hard.

Liu Xiangyang resolutely decided to shake it.

After all, he is only a fourteen-year-old boy, how much strength can he have?

The embroidered spring knife is swept up.

With a bang, the swords intersected.

Liu Xiangyang's eyes swelled with horror, the long sword in Li Ruyu's hand was not blown away by himself, but there was a burst of strength from the embroidered spring knife, and his palms were hot.

This swordsmanship...... It's kind of weird.

Without thinking, the embroidered spring knife sank down, and immediately wanted to backhand Li Ruyu's right waist.

The next moment, Liu Xiangyang smiled helplessly in his heart.

Li Ruyu's long sword bounced back no more than a foot, and it was such a simple and direct sword slash, shockingly, there was no pause in the middle, and the trajectory of the long sword two slashes was almost exactly the same.

It's a natural fit!

The person who taught Li Ruyu to learn swords was definitely a master of swordsmanship, even a grandmaster, and he was definitely not much worse than Xu Xiaolan.

And he has no time to retreat, so he can only passively raise his knife and shake it.

Swords intersect, and swords slash down.

Sword after sword, over and over again, not giving Liu Xiangyang a chance to change his moves at all.

Liu Xiangyang was like a muddy and miserable.

Obviously, he is stronger than Li Ruyu, but because of one wrong step, he made a wrong step and fell into this situation of being beaten passively, which made people feel so aggrieved, and he could only bear this embarrassment with his eyes.

Junzi Qi stood at the head of the bridge with a gun, looking at this scene, and said to the flower knife whose arm was slashed by Beizhen Fu Si Tiqi, and who was no longer able to use crossbow arrows: "This kid seems to only have this trick." ”

Hua Xiaodao smiled bitterly, "You know the big dragon head, I will shoot the arrow accurately, I can't understand these aspects." ”

Junzi Qi laughed dryly, "Actually, I don't understand it either." ”

Li Ruyu has entered the realm of selflessness at this moment.

There was no sword in his eyes, not even a sword, only one thought:

Even if there is a mountain in front of me, you have to give me a sword and iron stone.

After the endless seven swords, Liu Xiangyang, whose hand holding the sword was already a little sour, finally couldn't bear it anymore, when will it be the end of this, but the thousands of abilities in his chest were sealed by this simple sword.

Taking advantage of the intersection of swords again, with the help of his short body, a lazy donkey rolled and retreated far away.

The corners of Li Ruyu's mouth twitched.

Instead of pursuing, he quickly retreated three steps.

Immediately, the long sword dragged back, and he took a small half-step with a very rhythmic sense.

Take the second step, a very small one.

The third step, the complete step.

The fourth step is to trot.

Li Ruyu, who is running, is like a fish riding the wind and waves, hunting in clothes, like an arrow off the string, unless the arrow is broken and the person dies, it is unstoppable.

Trot three steps into a sprint.

The eighth and ninth steps become a wild run.

Step 10: Step on the ground and jump up.

There is a cold light exploding, like a pool of autumn in the sky, reflecting the scorching sun, brilliant brilliance, amazed the eyes of everyone in Nagasaka Bridge.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

From Liu Xiangyang's lazy donkey rolling to Li Ruyu's jumping out of the sword, Liu Xiangyang just got up and stood still, and was about to rush to kill without saying anything, but Li Ruyu's sword was already like Qiuhong in his chest.

The young man in Liu Xiangyang's eyes, his flesh and blood were like ashes, floating and disappearing, and in the end only a hideous skeleton remained, and the empty eye sockets were blood-colored fireworks.

An illusion that makes no sense.

Murderous intent rage.

Liu Xiangyang sighed dejectedly, and the embroidered spring knife fell to the ground.

There is a young man in Liuzhou, born in a poor family, his mother died early, his father is a poor and sour Confucian, and he has never handled a few meetings in his life, let alone the continuation of the string, the young man was forced to spend a difficult childhood with hunger and cold, and under the influence of his father, he also liked poetry, writing, and ink.

During the Fuxiang period, there was a scholar in Liuzhou, who had worshiped under the door of Xu Xiaolan, a servant of the old military department, a high school student to explore flowers, and returned to his hometown in fine clothes.

The first in the imperial examination, the glorious lintel.

The young man is talented, much stronger than the sour Confucian father, and occasionally there are poems, the sour Confucian father will happily preach everywhere, and when he returns home, he is satisfied with drinking cheap old wine, and he does not forget to murmur when he is drunk.

Fu Xiang seven years.

The young man finally grew up, and he was full of literature and ink, and he was all successful in the township test.

The young man who is determined to win has been working hard for three days, and the article shows off his neighbors.

However, the list fell to Sun Shan.

The young man was unyielding, worked harder and harder, his family was poor, and there was no light at night, so he chiseled open the broken earthen wall, borrowed the weak lamp of the neighbor's house to read, and this looked at it for another three years.

The empress ascended the throne, and in the first year of Yong'an, the young man took the township test again.

Fate played a big joke on him, and he still fell behind, but the boy and brother in the Liuzhou salt seller who did not learn and did not know how to do it, and he had no ink on his chest, but he crossed the mountains by boat and passed the township test.

On a rainy evening, the young man heard the gentleman who had returned from drinking flower wine laughing and saying that Liu Xiangyang's untouchable article was really good, and it could make it easy for this son to pass the test.

That day, the boy realized that the world was different from what he thought.

The boy squatted in the rain all night.

On the second day, when he returned home, the boy burned all the books in the house, pushed away his desperate sour father, resolutely picked up the only remaining copper plate, and went to the town to buy an old knife.

The young man practiced swords, intending to make a name for himself in the army.

The truth is an excuse to be fooled in the unattainable circle of the powerful, you can say it, but we don't have to listen.

The boy wants to reason with the world.

Then, greet you with a knife first, so that the world can hear your voice.

However, life played a big joke on him.

The young man who was favored by the eldest lady of the Xu family in Liuzhou thought that his life was finally about to usher in a new world, but he unexpectedly liked to be a father, and his head was green and grassland, so he could only knock out his teeth and swallow blood, and chose to forgive.

The corresponding compensation is the general banner of Fusi in Liuzhou North Town, and he was later transferred to 100 households in Juzhou.

Since then, the boy has lived in the hellish shadow of the Xu family in Liuzhou.

Day by day, mold and maggots.

In the past, the young man has become middle-aged, and in the darkest place in his heart, he still hides the resentment of wanting to reason with the world, and he is all in the ministry, dreaming of going to Lin'an, and one day, he may become the commander of the three products of the Fusi of Beizhen.

On that day, he could carry a knife to reason with the Xu family.

Reason with the gentleman back then.

However, all of this was shattered under the autumn wave that was startled by the young man who was born out of nowhere.

Liu Xiangyang's heart was like ashes, and he was completely desperate for this world.

The heart dies before the body at this moment.

A deep sigh.

This life is really boring, born to the sun, living in the shadows, what an ironic name......

Flashed.

Liu Xiangyang closed his eyes.

The gentleman is not dead, and he is unwilling.

The defeated lady did not die, and she was unwilling.

I'm not reconciled!

If I can live, I will catch a knife and tell them before I die that Liu Xiangyang, a young man from Liuzhou, has never succumbed.

Never!