The Chinese art of war is in the clouds, but there are not many that can be called first-class.

And if you want to become a master tactician, it's just rare.

I wanted the high-spirited Zhang Zifeng to knock on the door of the enemy's house three times, in order to fight with Qiu Sunbing, one of the four great tacticians.

The two fought in the middle of the night, and it wasn't until the moon began to sink that Zhang Zifeng disappeared into the night.

It's just that Zhang Zifeng didn't expect that it was that appearance that would cause so much trouble.

Calmly drank a sip of boiled water, Zhang Zifeng felt a little bitter.

"In other words, the king of Hades swore to crush me in all aspects because of your grandfather's words back then, right?" Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly.

"That's right, he was my grandfather's most proud protégé back then, and he was also the most like my grandfather's student, but until you appeared......"

"Did you fall out of favor?" Zhang Zifeng said.

"Sort of it is like this, jealousy can make people unrecognizable, and since then, my brother's heart has changed greatly, until one day my grandfather did not entrust him with his life's work before he died, and that day he disappeared from the enemy's house, and later I learned that he stole an important thing from my grandfather."

"What's that?"

"Secret," Qiu Hongyue smiled.

Zhang Zifeng, "......"

When he walked out of the hotel, Zhang Zifeng looked back and could see Qiu Hongyue looking at him through the floor-to-ceiling window.

When the scoundrel threw a flying kiss, Qiu Hongyue smiled and closed the curtains.

"It's difficult, what's going on," Zhang Zifeng lit a cigarette and walked leisurely to the young man's side.

The young man was holding his fair-skinned, handsome face and looking at the ants lining up on the ground to move, I don't know if it was too boring, he would add a little difficulty to the ant army from time to time.

Spit on their saliva, and put some obstacles in their march.

The young man noticed that Zhang Zifeng had been behind him for a long time, and he couldn't help but blush a little too much because of his childish behavior.

"Let's go," Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but laugh, stepped on the pink slippers, and swaggered away.

The young man glanced back at the ants, then at Zhang Zifeng, who was leaving by himself, and then turned around to secretly take away those obstacles, and then he was satisfied to split a mouthful of white teeth and chase after him.

"Where are we going?" The boy asked.

"Go meet my beloved little brother," Zhang Zifeng smiled.

"The Juggernaut?"

"That's right!"

"So it's because you're afraid of that organization, that you went to your junior brother for help?"

Zhang Zifeng stopped, why didn't it sound like a taste.

"This is not called asking for help, this is called making full use of resources, do you understand?"

"You can take advantage of me," the boy said earnestly.

He felt that this guy was a little despised for himself.

Zhang Zifeng smiled bitterly, "I want to take advantage of you, but the opponent you will face next is different from the garbage you have encountered." ”

"What's the difference?" The boy got to the bottom of it.

Zhang Zifeng thought seriously and spit out four words, "They use swords." ”

Watching the fallen leaves on the tree fall from the tree, the sword master slammed his mouth with a sleepy face, this kind of day is the most comfortable at this time.

Of course, it would be even better if there was one less annoying guy in this world.

"Senior brother, senior brother has come to see you, are you there?" A melodious voice came from outside the door.

The Sword Saint frowned, and his figure flashed and was about to close the door, but a hand had already reached in, and he grabbed the Sword Saint's broken robe.

This hand Sword Saint didn't know how disgusted he was, or if he had grabbed with this hand, the Sword Saint was so frightened that he retracted his hand, and only then did he look at Zhang Zifeng with a smile on his face.

"Weasel New Year's greetings to chickens, what do you want to do?" Sword Saint Dao.

"Aren't you here to see you, junior brother," Zhang Zifeng ignored it and looked around at the yard that was so dilapidated that it couldn't be more dilapidated.

"Senior brother lives a very pure heart and few desires, is this place so broken?"

"Is it broken?" Juggernaut looked around disapprerovingly.

Although the dragon and tiger green mountains are famous all over the world, the Taoist temples there have been repaired for a hundred years, and I am afraid that they are even more broken than here, right?

But so what, it still won't delay people admiring it, and countless celebrities and powerful people come to visit.

"Senior brother, do you remember what you promised me?" Zhang Zifeng suddenly showed a cold smile that made the sword body tremble.

"My Sword Saint is true to his word, I promised you that you would help you deal with those twelve Yamas, and I would do it."

"Then there is Senior Brother Lao," Zhang Zifeng grinned.

"Shouldn't you say something, then?" Sword Saint Dao.

"What do you think I should be?"

Juggernaut, "......"

"What do you say?" A certain sword master gritted his teeth.

Staying in this ghost place, although he is arrogant, the reaction of this stomach is very real.

He was already hungry, and he couldn't help but miss the days of dragon and tiger.

At least the place is a little broken, but when he is hungry, he can pick wild fruits, drink sweet mountain springs, and even if he is greedy, he can secretly go hunting some game to taste it.

But in addition to the broken banyan tree here, there is only one banyan tree left in this yard, it is really not good, he has to go to dig the roots of the tree to eat.

At this time, the apprentice crawled out of the kitchen weakly, and when he saw Zhang Zifeng, he was like seeing a savior, and said, "Uncle Help, your nephew and I are starving to death, and I haven't eaten for three days." ”

The Sword Master shook his head and sighed, sighing in his heart that he was really a useless rebel, nothing like mine.

As a descendant of the Sword Master, how can you beg him so cheekily?

Do you learn to be a teacher?

"Emma, the real beef slices are so delicious," and half an hour later, the Sword Master burst into tears and ate his first bite of meat.

"Thank you, senior brother, you're so good," Sword Saint said.

Well, a true incense warning from the Juggernaut.

Zhang Zifeng always thought that his appearance was ugly, but when he saw the proud Sword Saint and his apprentice, he admitted that he had thrown in the towel.

The appearance of the master and apprentice made Zhang Zifeng stunned, and even more frightened the proprietress of the roadside stall.

"Boss checkout," After a gust of wind, Zhang Zifeng felt sorry for his money, so he simply hurried to end all this.

After eating and drinking, the sword master's waist also straightened, and his tone became sonorous and powerful.

It is not unreasonable for the so-called fight to have strength after eating and drinking.

Zhang Zifeng was just a little skeptical, and asked, "Can you really beat those twelve people with that strength?" ”

The Sword Master glanced at Zhang Zifeng disdainfully.

"On top of swordsmanship, Dao Ye recognizes the second, no one dares to recognize the first?"

"Then who is better than you and the people of Guiguzi......

Juggernaut, "......"

After a long time, the Sword Master was speechless, "This is not comparable at all. ”

"Why?" Zhang Zifeng asked.

"Because I'm not from the same era as them, and these two people don't know whether they live or die all these years, as if they have disappeared into the world."

The ghost valley vertical and horizontal swordsmanship is famous all over the world, but the dragon and tiger Qingshan are not weak at all.

Which is stronger and which is weak has always been the subject of much controversy.

"Wait," suddenly the Juggernaut stopped, his face sank.

I only saw a fallen leaf slowly falling overhead, and suddenly at this moment, something strange happened.

The sky was full of fallen leaves, as if they had reached some kind of consensus, and they were all shattered.

"What a strong sword qi!" The Sword Master frowned and raised his head suddenly.

Suddenly, I saw twelve afterimages descending around, forming an encirclement momentum, and at this time, Su Bofeng walked over with a vicious face, looked at Zhang Zifeng and said, "Now that the king of Hades has borrowed my twelve Yamas, aren't you still dead, little beast." ”