Volume 1 Fangzhou Fengyun Chapter 90 The Great War is Imminent

"Master, think of a way! You don't want to see your most proud apprentice cut into a stick, do you? Li Junwen hurried up and said.

"Well, I have a lot of apprentices, it doesn't matter if there is one less...... old Taoist priest said to himself, and when he saw Li Junwen's eyes about to kill, he quickly changed the topic and said: "I haven't used a sword, so what you promised just now is so simple!" ”

"Isn't this being forced to do this! If I don't fight, won't I really become a shrunken turtle! Isn't your old man's face gone! I didn't know that this old man would actually have a sword fight! ”

"Hehe, your shameless appearance is quite the demeanor of a young teacher!" The old Taoist priest's face twitched.

"Master, don't make trouble!"

"Don't panic, maybe the calluses on his hands are from practicing calligraphy......"

"Do you believe that?" Li Junwen listened with a black line on his face.

"Hehe......" Maybe he didn't believe it, but the old Taoist priest actually laughed. For the sake of today, when you compare swords later, you can only silently recite the "Zhengyi Heart Method" of this door in your heart......"

"Does that work? Can "Zheng Yi Xin Method" still defeat the enemy? Li Junwen said curiously.

"I didn't say I could dominate the enemy......"

"Then you let me meditate!" Li Junwen is a little crazy, this old thing, it's useless to talk about it.

"The Righteous and Easy Heart Method can make you calm your mind and reach the state of selflessness, so as to realize your potential, so, see if you can fight him!"

"Then what if it doesn't work!"

"It's useless to run! Are you still waiting to be cut! Didn't the teacher teach you Ling Bo Weibu? Apply what you've learned! Use the advantage of speed to avoid a head-on confrontation with him, take him for a walk, and wait for him to get tired, and then wait for the opportunity to break the enemy......"

What kind of breaking move is this, if you can't beat it, you can run, where do I run, just like that, do you think that there are black hands on the street, and people can kill you with a sword! Li Junwen was really speechless for such a master......

At this time, Chai Zongxun walked down the steps, took the sword from Manager Guo's hand, and walked towards Li Junwen. He solemnly handed the sword to Li Junwen and said loudly: "Brother Chun, this sword is something that my father carried with him before his death, and it has accompanied him on the battlefield for many years, and it is the only sword that my father left me, so I will lend it to you for the time being!" "Let's talk about it, Chai Zongxun

In a voice that only two people could hear, he said, "Second brother, don't be stressed. Let's go all out and give this old man some color! Win or lose, I'm here, don't worry! ”

Li Junwen looked at Chai Zongxun with emotion, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu can't use a sword, and he can't go all out if he doesn't want to! But Chai Zongxun's concern for him really happened. So far, he and Chai Zongxun have only met twice in total, and the previous worship was also a last resort, Chai Zongxun can be so confident, it seems that this sworn brother has not recognized it in vain. It's worth it.

"Don't worry, big brother, I'll do my best!"

"Come on!" Chai Zongxun patted Li Junwen on the shoulder, smiled at Ye Zisu again, and returned to his seat in the envious eyes of everyone.

Everyone didn't understand why King Zheng was so concerned about the son of a little commander, and even lent him the sword left by Chai Rong before his death, which was more iron than borrowing underwear! It seems that if Li Junwen wins this battle, he should make a good friend of this young man, and if he loses, he doesn't need to make friends......

Du Heng had already gotten up and came to the side of the venue, only to see him holding the scabbard with his left hand, holding the hilt with his right hand and pulling it out hard, a cold light emanated from the scabbard under the light of the candle flame, which made people feel like they couldn't open their eyes in this dark night. The scabbard of the left hand flew out with the action of drawing the sword, and it was inserted straight into the ground, which made ordinary people daunted. Du Heng held the sword and pulled a sword flower at will, and the people who practiced martial arts present secretly exclaimed, the flying sword flowers were dizzying, just this kind of swordsmanship, it could not be practiced without decades of accumulation, it seems that this Du Heng is really hidden, and the legs of the Li family are a little hanging.

Du Heng looked around and was very satisfied with the effect he had made. Almost everyone thought that he was just a powerless civil official, but few people knew that he had been practicing swords since he was a child. Because his ancestor was one of the heroes at the end of the Sui Dynasty, he was later named King Wu by the Tang Dynasty, the crown prince Taibao, and the Jianghuai giant who was the commander of the Taishang Shuling, Du Fuwei!

At that time, Du Fuwei was able to become the leader of the Jiangnan Rebel Army, relying not only on his extraordinary courage, but also on his proud swordsmanship. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is "ten steps to kill one person, and a thousand miles will not stay", a sharp sword went to the end of the world and killed the hegemony of one of the princes. It's just that later, when his status was high and he rarely used swords anymore, people gradually forgot about Du Fuwei's swordsmanship.

Later, Du Fuwei took refuge in Li Yuan and felt that Li Yuan would be unfavorable to him. made a plan early and placed one of his illegitimate sons in Shu to leave a way back, and even passed on his swordsmanship to this illegitimate son.

Later, Du Fuwei was summoned to the court and raised his brother Fu Gongyou against the Tang Dynasty, and Li Yuan counted this account on Du Fuwei's head, so that Du Fuwei finally died violently in Chang'an, and the whole family could not die well. But the lineage of this illegitimate child placed in Shu has been passed down from generation to generation. Du Heng is the heir of this lineage, and even the seven-star sword in his hand is also ancestral.

Now that his son has been abolished by this little bastard in front of him, with his age, it may be a little difficult to have another son to inherit the lineage, the Du family has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it may be broken in his hands, how can he not resent Li Junwen. Therefore, in today's sword competition, even if you don't want to fight with your life, you have to kill Li Junwen on the spot to relieve the hatred in your heart. As for the covenant of breaking the leg, let's wait until Li Junwen survives. Although his swordsmanship may not be very good, Du Heng is still very confident in using his ancestral swordsmanship to deal with a hairy boy.

Li Junwen looked at Du Heng's skillful movements, and couldn't help but panic in his heart. If it was possible, Du Heng would definitely kill him on the spot, he didn't doubt this at all. It was the first time in two lives to hold a controlled knife in front of everyone, and he was going to fight with this controlled knife, Li Junwen felt that his lips were a little dry.

The heavy sword in his hand is not a toy, and he also wants to learn Du Heng's sword drawing action, but it is very stiff to do. Li Junwen raised his sword, and then looked at the sword. This sword is a bit heavy, and the dragon-shaped pattern of the scabbard representing the Ninety-Five Venerable has been worn away and replaced with various precious gemstones, which looks graceful and magnificent. He slowly pulled out the sword, and a light no less than Du Heng's family heirloom sword came out, followed by a solemn aura, and the low groan made by the sword body separated from the scabbard was chilling, and you can imagine how many enemies the previous owner of this sword used it to kill. With the heavy sword in his hand, Li Junwen felt a lot more steady, he adjusted his breathing and slowly calmed down.

The firelight from the torches around them shone on the faces of the two people in the field, making them look a little hideous. There was silence, and a great battle was about to break out.