Chapter 3 The Storyteller Zhong Doesn't Forget (Thanks to Lao Ming's ten thousand rewards, tomorrow will start to enter the rhythm of the explosion)

"You're not far from it."

As he spoke, Su Liu also dusted off his sleeves and laughed, although he smiled beautifully, two shallow swirls rippled on both cheeks.

But this gentle laughter sounded very harsh to Lu Xiaojia.

His pupils shrank slightly.

It turned out that his eyes were not dead things, but still moved, like two cold stars, flashing with blood-red and dangerous light.

Naturally, his sword will move.

The pale cyan sword light came out from his waist, just a flash, but it was as sharp as lightning.

The speed of Lu Xiaojia's sword is definitely fast enough, and the angle is absolutely weird to a position that no one can imagine.

From the bottom up, it stabbed diagonally under the second rib, and then the tip of the sword trembled, and the sword pierced the heart.

Clean and ruthless, killing mercilessly.

This is the swordsmanship handed down by Jing Wuming, a peerless fast sword that can be used at the same time with both left and right hands.

Judging from this sword alone, Lu Xiaojia seems to have at least ninety percent of Jing Wu's true inheritance.

His sword suddenly came out, and only one fast word was not enough to describe his speed.

How fast is that?

It was so fast that people couldn't react at all, the peanuts were tossed high, and when they fell, the two tables next door had already buried their heads in their chests, and they couldn't bear to see Su Liu, a young man who just liked to drink and talk big, but was very gentle and handsome, died tragically.

Mingyuexin was still expressionless, all she was thinking about was looking at Lu Xiaojia's sword. The eyes are shining, and there is a strange color in the eyes.

The long sword was like lightning, sweeping three inches below Su Liu's ribs. Everything went according to the script.

But the sword flickered to a halt.

Not an inch.

The sneer on the corner of Lu Xiaojia's mouth suddenly froze.

Because of his peerless sharp long sword, now it is caught by a pair of chopsticks.

Chopsticks are naturally very ordinary chopsticks, and there are hundreds of pairs of such wooden chopsticks in this Chen family's small shop.

Such chopsticks can also hold the blade of the sword?

And it is a rare rookie master Lu Xiaojia's peerless fast sword in the rivers and lakes, I don't know how the Kunlun Shenlong Four Swords and the head of the Diancang faction Jiuquan are feeling.

Presumably, he is also in the same mood as the high-rollers who secretly watched the battle.

It's called incredible.

Silence.

Lu Xiaojia's swordsmanship is still changing. However, he urged his strength several times in a row, and he was completely like a mud cow entering the sea, and at least there were seventeen kinds of invisible swordsmanship that could not be used.

Jing Wu's swordsmanship. The first and foremost momentum, and now this general trend is all lightly clamped by Su Liu's pair of chopsticks.

Lu Xiaojia's whole person seemed to be discouraged, but his steps were light. In an instant, it swept backwards more than ten zhang away. Astringent voice: "Who are you?" ”

Mr. Zhong suddenly stood up, bowed his hand towards Su Liu, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Excellency has such martial arts, I don't know your Excellency's name?" ”

Everyone pricked up their ears, ready to listen to Suliu tell him where he came from.

With such martial arts, just a pair of chopsticks can convince Lu Xiaojia. In any case, the origin of this person must not be simple.

Su Liu grabbed the blade of the sword with one hand and placed it on the boxy table. One hand picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, but instead of answering, he asked lightly, "What about your master, have you seen him recently?" ”

Lu Xiaojia's voice was a little astringent, and he said, "No! ”

Su Liu sighed: "In the past, there were two fast swords, the flying swordsman's sword was stable and fast, and he could strike backwards, and Jing Wusheng's swordsmanship was spicy and fast, so he wanted to take the lead." I really don't know what kind of realm these two swordsmanship has reached more than ten years later. ”

Everyone in the Chen family's small shop listened to Su Liu's words quietly, and they couldn't bear to miss even a word.

Suliu continued: "But there is only one person who can truly be called truly invincible. ”

Alone?

Lu Xiaojia's whole person was as gray as his eyes, and said, "What person?" ”

Mr. Zhong suddenly laughed and said, "Except for Xiao Li Tanhua's flying knife, who else can deserve this title?" ”

Su Liu glanced at him lightly and said, "Xiao Li Feidao, there is no false hair, Shangguan Jinhong doesn't believe it, so he died, I don't believe it, do you think I will die?" ”

Mr. Zhong was suddenly silent, and the subconscious meaning of silence was acquiescence.

Lu Xiaojia laughed and said: "I don't know who you are better than Li Xunhuan, and what qualifications do I have to evaluate your martial arts, you have such a steady hand, such a fast shot, if you use a sword, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch a sword." ”

Su Liu's eyes were gentle, and he said in a calm tone: "You don't have to be presumptuous, a talented young man like you must have a great future, and you don't want to kill me." ”

Lu Xiaojia lazily peeled peanuts and said, "I never leave a living mouth under my sword." ”

"Although your sword is fast, but you think I'm just an ignorant drunk, I don't have any murderous aura at all, and I can't take the lead for Jing Wusheng's peerless fast sword is not the most fatal shortcoming, and the swordsmanship without murderous aura is the most fatal shortcoming."

Lu Xiaojia found a table by herself and began to peel peanuts.

Su Liu sighed: "Look, although you say no in your mouth, you don't think so in your heart. ”

Lu Xiaojia suddenly fell silent, he began to eat his peanuts, tossed them high, and then fell, opening his mouth.

Not a word.

Now that the sword is lost, what else is there to say?

However, Mr. Zhong on the main seat suddenly felt very embarrassed, with his qualifications, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an antique, and he really wants to break his head and does not know where this handsome young man in front of him is.

Judging by his age, he is definitely not more than twenty.

Who can have such martial arts attainments at such an age?

He coughed lightly and asked, "Honorable driver"

"Don't speak."

"Just look at your movements, your true qi has been lifted instantly, your hands are pressed on the table, and you still leave faint fingerprints, your feet are on the ground, and even there are footprints on the ground, your internal strength is definitely not bad with light skills."

Su Liu sat upright, glanced at him lightly, and said, "You are an old storyteller, it is not easy to have such martial arts. Should I ask where you came from? ”

Mr. Zhong was stunned and said, "What is the Venerable driver talking about, I don't understand it at all?" ”

Quietly, his hands and robes have covered the table, and the soles of his feet have his own footprints

Su studied with Lu Xiaojia and crushed the peanuts in one hand, threw them into the air, fell, and caught them.

He smiled lightly: "If your expression is a little more real, it will be perfect." ”

Lu Xiaojia's expression was strange, and he said: "First there is Bai Xiaosheng, and then there is Zhong Don't forget." ”

Hearing this, the old gentleman's face changed instantly, his robe sleeves were spread, and with a bang, the tea cup on the table was used as a secret weapon for him.

This kind of power, even if it is better than the peanut secret weapon of the road Xiaojia, it is not far behind.

(To be continued.) )