The sound of the majestic whistle continued to stir in the gloomy Lanruo Temple, and the flowers and leaves rustled in the earthquake. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ji An was so angry, as soon as he thought of a good way to get the swordsmanship, he was interrupted by the sound of 'ghost crying wolf', and immediately took the case, and was about to go out to teach this guy who disturbed people's good things, and Yan Chixia, who was full of wine, moved faster than him.

Choke!

The sword on the table was unsheathed, and it slammed through the door with a "boom", and jumped out like a wild goose.

"That bastard who doesn't have long eyes, he dares to insult Yan, looking for death!"

"Humph! It turned out to be you! Are you looking for defeat again? ”

"Don't bother talking, look at the tricks!"

Immediately, the sound of sword collision sounded, the sound of strong wind whistled in the courtyard, and the sound of shouting and killing was endless.

"I ......"

Seeing that the door was smashed, and there was a sound of ping-pong outside, Ji An became even more angry, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that was about to erupt, for the sake of swordsmanship, he endured it, sorted out the broken wood in the lower room, and then his figure flashed, and when he came to the door, he raised his eyes and saw that Yan Chixia was fighting with a middle-aged man with a long sword.

Ji An recognized at a glance that this person was the swordsman he met in the thatched pavilion in Guobei County.

At this time, I saw the middle-aged swordsman rise up, the sword and the long sword in his hand slashed Huashan with an unremarkable move, the wind rose with the sword, and the dead leaves on the ground blown by the strong wind flew wildly, directly splitting Yan Chixia's head, Yan Chixia was unhurried on tiptoe, jumped up, and instantly dodged the sword of the middle-aged swordsman.

Rumble!

The middle-aged swordsman couldn't stop the sword momentum, a sword split a stone lamp into two petals, the gravel was splashed, the dust was flying, Yan Chixia's body was like a ghost, the long sword swept his arm, the middle-aged swordsman's face changed greatly, he didn't have time to make protective moves, he could only twist his lower body, but he was still swept away, blood sprayed out, and he stumbled under his feet and fell to the ground.

Ji An shook his head and smiled, whether it was Yan Chixia or a middle-aged swordsman, their strength had reached the realm of the Great Grandmaster of the Tang Dynasty, but they only knew how to fight hard, although the fight was very intense, very exciting, and very hot, but there was no skill at all, in his eyes, it could be said that there were many loopholes, and one move could break them, and standing in his flesh would not hurt them in the slightest.

Yan Chixia put the sword into the sheath, looked up to the sky and smiled: "Xiahou Fuji, you and I have been fighting for seven years, and you have lost for seven years, now Yan has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, and does not ask about the world, I didn't expect you to still find here, is the reputation of the world's number one swordsman so important to you?" ”

Xiahou stood up, snorted coldly and was about to speak, but suddenly caught a glimpse of Ji An, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he sneered: "I said why did you Yan Chixia become so powerful, it turned out that she was instructed by a master, and Xia Hou was defeated unjustly today, goodbye!" With that, he turned and left.

Yan Chixia glanced at Ji An in surprise, not knowing the meaning of Xiahou Fuji's words, she jumped in front of him on tiptoe, held a sword to block, and wondered: "Brother Xiahou, what do you mean by this?" How is Yan's swordsmanship, you know it in your heart, when will I be instructed by a master? ”

Xiahou Buji nodded to Ji An first, which was regarded as a salute, and then turned his head and sneered: "Isn't it obvious, this prince is a master in the world, I have met once before, and now you have been nesting in Lanruo Temple for half a month, and your skills have increased so much, you must have been guided by him, am I right?" ”

"You ......"

Yan Chixia finally understood what it meant, sighed and said: "Brother Xiahou, you misunderstood, I have just met this little brother, the reason why you lost to me is that you are uncertain with your moves, the fire is too big, and the sword is ......fast and not allowed."

Just when Yan Chixia was reasoning, in the dense forest outside the temple, there was a sudden wolf howl, and then a little light floated out from inside, approaching Lanruo Temple.

Ji An's eyes left Yan Chixia and Xiahou Buji, and jumped to the roof to look at the lights.

The dark night had no effect on Ji An at all, and he clearly saw that a young scholar with a bag on his back was carrying a lantern, running towards Lanruo Temple with a frightened face, and looked back from time to time.

"Ning Caichen is also here, it seems that the plot of Lanruo Temple is about to begin...... Well, before you get rid of the Millennium Dryad, you have to master the bearded sword......"

Just thinking about what was on their minds, Yan Chixia and Xiahou Buji fought again for some reason, and the harsh metal impact sounded even more annoying to Ji An.

Just when the two of them exchanged swords, Ji An moved, only to see his right foot slightly raised, and the whole person disappeared on the roof with a "swish", and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the two, Yan Chixia and Xia Hou were shocked, this speed is too fast, although the two of them are fighting, but the master's consciousness is there, and he just blink an eye, and he will see him in front of him.

And yet, something frightened them happened!

"You're not done!"

When the words sounded, I saw a pair of jade-like palms, suddenly holding the swords of the two, this speed has exceeded the eyesight of the two, as if the palm was originally holding the sword body, but Yan Chixia and Xiahou Fuji had just seen it, and no matter how hard the two of them tried, they couldn't get away.

Gradually, Yan Chixia and Xiahou Fuji felt that the tiger's mouth holding the sword was about to crack, and a trace of blood seeped out, and they felt that the sword in their hands was pressed by a huge mountain, and the huge force of Wan Jun, like a torrent of waterfalls, poured down, gushing endlessly, and their arms trembled uncontrollably, and cracks like spider silk appeared on the bluestone paved ground under their feet.

Bang! Bang!

The ground suddenly shattered, spreading in all directions with Yan Chixia and Xiahou Buji as the center, but the surprise was that the crack automatically let go of Ji An's feet, and it seemed that the ground had become conscious, and he was also frightened, and he didn't even dare to get close.

There were two more muffled sounds, Yan Chixia and Xiahou bent their legs and knees, kneeling on the ground where the dirt was flying, and before long, the whole person climbed down again, but unbelievably, the sword in the hands of the two was not damaged at all.

At this moment, Yan Chixia and Xiahou wanted to speak, wanted to beg for mercy, but like the pressure of a giant mountain, the blood in their chests was surging, and they couldn't open their mouths at all, their lips couldn't stop trembling, and they saw Ji An's relaxed appearance, like seeing a ghost.

Seeing that it was almost over, Ji An let go of his hands, and the two swords automatically flew around him twice, "Zheng!" Zheng! Two sounds, Qi Qi inserted in front of Yan Chixia and Xiahou Buer's faces, and it happened to be an inch short of inserting into the heads of the two of them.

"Okay, it's a big night, what kind of fuss is it, let's rest for a while."

He shook his head and smiled, and slowly walked into the room.

Yan Chixia and Xiahou Buji suppressed the turbulent waves in their hearts, and hurriedly sat cross-legged to heal their injuries.

But something even more frightening happened, except for the bloodshot from the tiger's mouth, there was no injury on the body, Yuan opened his eyes, looked at each other in shock, and saw the meaning from the other party's eyes: "Is he still a human?" The ground shattered as if it had been hit by a boulder, but the sword and the man had nothing to do, could he be a god or a man? ”

At this moment, not only Yan Chixia and Xiahou Buji were shocked, but even Ning Caichen, who had come for a while, was also pale, such a thing of "Zi Bu was strange and confused", so that his head could not turn for a while.

Ji An walked a few steps, and suddenly turned around and said, "Bearded, come here and continue drinking, Ji still has something to say." ”

After speaking, he looked at Xiahou Buji again, and said indifferently: "This brother, if there is no urgency, come in and have a drink, and exchange martial arts experience." ”

Xiahou Buji hurriedly got up and arched his hand: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that there is still an urgent matter at home, and I will definitely visit when I finish my business." With that, he saluted and turned to leave.

Seeing that she was in a hurry, Yan Chixia was worried about the tree demon, and also said: "Brother Xiahou, no matter how anxious you are, it will not be too late to leave tomorrow." ”

Xiahou is not only in an urgent matter at home, but has been hit here repeatedly, only to feel ashamed of the title of "the second swordsman in the world", at this time he just wants to leave here, take care of the wounds of his soul, turn his head and shake his head, and leave.

Ji An sighed, originally left Xiahou Buji in the name of 'exchanging martial arts experience', lest he be sucked dry by the tree demon and die, but he didn't expect him to be arrogant and don't listen to good words!

"What a fool, such a good opportunity, you deserve to be beaten for the rest of your life."

Yan Chixia shook her head and sighed, then looked at Ning Caichen again, and shouted, "Boy, what are you doing here?" ”

"Ahh

Ning Caichen was taken aback by him, and hurriedly said: "I'm here to collect accounts in Guobei County, come... Come here for a night out. ”

Yan Chixia spewed wine all over her mouth, and pretended to be hideous: "The inside of Lanruo Temple is not clean, if you know each other, leave immediately!" ”

Ning Caichen was almost fainted from the smoke, hurriedly covered his nose and retreated, and said weakly: "Don't you all live here, if it's not clean, leave early." ”

After speaking, he bowed his hand to Ji An and said, "Brother Tai, we met again, it's really fate!" ”

"There is fate, there is indeed fate!" Ji An said with a smile and turned back to the room.

Yan Chixia danced a sword flower, put the sword into the sheath, and snorted coldly: "Can you give us a comparison?" Don't bother talking, if you don't want to die, go now! As he spoke, he walked towards Ji An's room.

"Hmph, with you two big masters here, what am I afraid of!" Ning Caichen looked at the backs of the two and smiled secretly, looked around, and found an empty room to move in.

In the room, Ji An took out two more jars of century-old wine, looked at Yan Chixia with a greedy face, poured two glasses, and said with a smile: "Bearded, how about that trick just now?" ”

Yan Chixia raised her wine glass with a smile and drank it all, and sighed: "Little brother's martial arts are really the first person in the world, and that power is like an overwhelming mountain and sea, endless, and unbelievable." ”

Ji An's eyes rolled, "How about if I use a few exercises that can cultivate this kind of power and some potions that can increase yang longevity in exchange for your sword technique?" ”

"Little brother knows Yan's sword technique?" Yan Chixia held the hilt of the sword in her hand, looking at Ji An with a vigilant face, wondering in her heart, how did he know his tricks?

Ji An smiled slightly: "Don't be nervous about the beard, Ji ......"

Before he finished speaking, the wind outside the house suddenly rose, the leaves swayed, the small bell on the eaves kept ringing, and a sinister aura appeared in the temple.

"Who bothered the master to do ......" (to be continued.) )