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"Do you see clearly?"

Su Liu asked Yang Yizhi calmly, Ziwei's long sword can be soft and straight, the sword is slow, the sword retraction action is more direct, and the sword blade is bloodless when it is sheathed.

Yang Yizhi's eyes were clear, and he pondered for a while before he said; The uncle's long sword penetrated from under his ribs, and with a shake of his wrist again, the blade of the sword was slightly bent, and the stab slanted into the heart, and he immediately drew the sword, and there was no blood to be seen. Uncle's shot was so fast that I didn't even see how the long sword was sheathed, only the snow and bright sword body, and there was no trace of blood. ”

Although Su Liu had slowed down the movement of his sword, it was still too fast for a child.

Yang Yizhi is not a child of an ordinary family, he was born in a military family, his father pinned his hopes on him, not only has poetry and books in his belly, but has already polished his muscles and bones earlier, and he has also had a little common sense of the human body's veins and acupuncture points since he was a child, which can be regarded as a small foundation, which provides some convenience for Su Liu, and he doesn't have to bother with those efforts to teach.

There was silence in the lobby of the inn, and Jin Zhuyu and her men looked at Su Liu and Yang Yizhi, children who looked more like demons than children, like monsters.

Qiu Moyan sat alone at the table, and the Helan Mountain group woke up at this time, who was sitting behind her, dumbfounded, they couldn't figure out how Su Liu, who was so angry as a scholar, could have such a swordsmanship.

Straight and straight, without any tricks, the ingenuity of the strength, the precision of the swordsmanship is exquisite, it can't be described in words at all, as if the poet Immortal Taibai is describing a peerless poem, which is a realm that they can't touch.

They have their own minds. A second person broke in outside the door, the killer outside, and saw his colleague die in the lobby. I was a little afraid in my heart, and I actually raised my knife to hide my face.

Jin Zhuyu felt funny in his heart, but scolded with a straight face: "Fucking I'm going to die, I smashed my mother's door." ”

She can be regarded as auditing the background of the East Factory, and she has restrained a lot, otherwise she will be scolded if she has anything ugly.

Outside the door, there was a loud sound, and almost more than a dozen people poured in. looked vigilant, hugging several people in unison.

Standing in front of the person was an old man with gray hair, clasping his fists and laughing: "My surname is Jia." Damaged the door of the hostess, I compensated three times the price. ”

As soon as he waved his hand, someone took out a few silver tickets and sent them to the hand of the gold and jade.

The gold inlay carefully examined the silver ticket. No problem at all. couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "It's quite sensible, okay, if you want to fight, you all go out to fight, fight inside, and break a table, it's three hundred taels of silver." A chair, a hundred taels of silver. No credit. ”

Jia Tingpi smiled and said, "It's easy to say." ”

He Hu wanted to get up and draw a knife to kill the dead soldiers of Dongchang, but he was quickly stopped by Qiu Moyan, and said in a low voice: "There are many people in Dongchang, and there is an ambush outside the door, so let's wait and see what happens." ”

Tiezhu gritted his teeth and said, "It looks like I'm going to die here today." ”

There was a thunderclap in the air.

That Jia Ting turned around and looked at the dark night sky devoured by silver electricity, frowned, but found a table and sat down, raised his hand and said, "Boss lady." ”

"It's a soul."

Jin Zhuyu was beckoning the guy to change the door, "I didn't see the old lady busy, and they will all die here one by one when the wind blows." ”

"Please, hand over that thing."

Jia Ting swept his eyes around coldly, and said with a sneer, as if Su Liu and Qiu Moyan didn't exist.

The gold-inlaid jade body shook slightly, and Jiao~ laughed; "Something, my aunt doesn't understand what you're saying."

The eyes of the man behind Jia Ting and a capable man with two knives on his back flashed, and Qi Qi took a step forward, looking at Jia Ting, he was about to make a move, but he also stopped him.

"It's so bold, it's really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows go. It's just that that thing has a lot to do with it, and if you don't hand it over at this time, it's just a futile burden to the people in your inn. ”

Jia Ting clapped and smiled.

"Uncle, this man is one of the seventy-three people that night."

Yang Yizhi's voice was already trembling a little.

No matter how talented he is, he is still a child after all, and this group of cold-blooded dead soldiers from the East Factory or the West Factory has such a murderous aura that even an adult will be frightened.

Su Liuwen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Do you have any experience with that sword?" ”

"It turned out to be your spicy hand!"

Jia Ting's gaze was like a poisonous snake, staring at Su Liu.

He scolded angrily and sat upright, but Lu Xiaochuan behind him turned around and came out, his face was bruised, and he was about to have a seizure on the spot.

Press the sword.

Su Liu looked at Yang Yizhi and said lightly: "Thinking of it now, what have you learned?" ”

Yang Yizhi leaned on Su Liu, calmed down a little, tilted his little head and pondered, and said with a little adult-like frown: "Uncle, when I saw you using a sword, it seemed that you were deliberately suppressing something, but you didn't waste any strength at all, and every sword can appear just right where it should appear." How to learn to control this power should be the truth that my uncle wants me to understand. ”

"That's good, but it's not true."

Su Liu played the sword and said with a smile, saying that it was good because Yang Yizhi's comprehension was very good, and he could see the true meaning of his sword, but the deepest meaning had not yet been penetrated, and he needed someone to dial it.

Fu Hongxue is driven by hatred and achieves supreme knife drawing skills.

Sword drawing is also the easiest and most difficult to practice, as long as you have the determination and will to temper it, plus talent, you can achieve more or less, such as a flying swordsman, such as a thorn without life.

However, if a swordsman can know the meaning of the sword with the sword and see the sword with a clear heart, then it can be regarded as getting out of the shackles of kendo skills and entering the real avenue of the sword gate, such as Dugu seeking defeat and breaking the world's sword undefeated only to know that a sword breaks the world's sword, such as Ximen blowing snow bathing the sword, and the loneliness when the sword blade blood bead is blown off after the opponent's death, and Ye Gucheng, who is like the god of the sword, a sword flying immortal, and the light is cold in the world's forty states.

Su Liu has always been a person who can see his position clearly, after the tempering of several worlds, he has obtained the swordsmanship of various factions, which can be regarded as a small gain, and he has a lot of understanding at the swordsmanship level, but he clearly knows that he is still a long way from entering the Sword Gate Avenue.

As long as there is an opportunity, you can gain enlightenment and sword, break the shackles, and climb to a higher realm.

While teaching people, Su Liuliu is also introspecting.

Yang Yizhi lowered his head and pursed his lips and said; "Master, then what should I study?"

Su Liu looked at Yang Yizhi, who lowered his head as if he had done something wrong, and said solemnly: "There is only one thing you have to remember forever, the sword is a sword that kills." ”

After the sword, Lu Xiaochuan died, and when he died, there was a puff of thin needles in each of his hands.

Su Liu still sighed, if he opened the sword door and got his own sword, a master of hidden weapons of Lu Xiaochuan's level would not even be able to touch the secret weapon, and if he only moved his mind, he would let him die under the sword.

There is only one line missing, and it is like a moat every other day.

There was a gust of wind outside the door, and the bean-sized oil lamp jumped, and a drop of red blood on the tip of Suliu Ziwei's sword blew down.

So much for. (To be continued.) )