Chapter 59: The Sharpest Sword

"My sword has been with me for many years, and I have killed countless enemies, and I should have lived in one more room, but if the sword does not leave me, two rooms are enough. The man finished.

Lu Zhou was calm on the surface, but he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

There are such neurotic people in the world.

But what I didn't expect was ......

The little kite touched her chin, thoughtfully, and nodded in agreement: "Okay, you need two." ”

"Excuse me, guest officer. Seeing that the Lord of the Divine Court Realm was not angry, the shopkeeper's attitude became much more kind and polite.

Lu Zhou said indifferently: "Slow." ”

The man and the shopkeeper were both stunned, and turned their heads to look at Lu Zhou, this weak old man who fell down as soon as he pushed it.

"Is there a problem with the old man?" said the shopkeeper suspiciously.

"A heavenly room. ”

"But, the guest officer ......"

Lu Zhou waved his hand: "Kite." ”

When the words fell, the little kite understood the master's gestures, and her whole body erupted with the qi of opening in all directions, surrounding and recovering the opening screen.

Bang!

The qi that should have been withdrawn suddenly dispersed, forming a circular ripple centered on the little kite.

The house, the table, the upstairs and downstairs, all trembled.

If the anger is more violent...... This inn is likely to be demolished.

"God...... Shenting?" The shopkeeper trembled.

Excited hearts, trembling legs.

There are a bit of big guys today.

I didn't know how to express it for a while, I offended the big guy and wanted to cry.

Before the shopkeeper could say anything about apology...... A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"My brother...... Before his death, he respected the strong very much, and was determined to be called a great cultivator of the Yuan Shen Tribulation Realm. Whatever he respects, I respect. The man said flatly, "I share a room with my brother, and the other room is reserved for the old man." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was overjoyed.

"So good, so good!"

hurriedly beckoned the guy upstairs to clean up the room.

Lu Zhou shook his head: "Not enough." ”

"Huh?"

"The old man wants two rooms. ”

"This ...... This...... Completely, no, not a problem...... "The shopkeeper almost cried.

The reason why Luzhou wants two rooms is very simple. Although the little kite is not deeply involved in the world, it is already twenty-eight years old, not a child, and there is a difference between men and women after all.

Lu Zhou slowly went upstairs.

The little kite followed beautifully.

As he passed in front of the sword-holding man, Lu Zhou glanced at the twin swords in his arms.

"Male and female swords?"

The man was a little surprised and puzzled: "You still have some eyesight." ”

"Male and female double swords, one long and one short, dragon and phoenix ornamentation, the peak of the ground level, barely a quasi-heaven-level weapon......" Lu Zhou Fusu said.

"If you know this sword, you should be careful in your words and deeds, and if it were in peacetime, I would use it to teach those who insult the sword. ”

While keeping a straight face, he was wary of the little kite, shook his head and said, "This sword has killed countless enemies, and after decades of tempering, it has already become a heavenly rank. and not the level of your mouth. ”

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and did not refute it.

The man continued: "In my opinion...... There is no weapon in this world that is sharper than the male and female swords. ”

At this time, the little kite on the side said curiously: "You make two swords by yourself?"

The man shook his head and said, "I use the long sword...... My brother, use this short sword. ”

All right.

You two are really a couple, how did you reach the realm of the Divine Court with this kind of nervousness?

Lu Zhou stroked his beard while slandering in his heart.

On the surface, it is still very bland, and there is no joy or anger to be seen.

"This sword is sharp?" Lu Zhou wondered.

The man did not speak.

Instead, he pulled out one of the short swords, and the moment the sword came out of its sheath, a cold light was refracted.

He turned his sword horizontally, held it in his right hand, plucked a hair with his left hand, and blew it gently.

The strands of hair slowly fell.

Split in two by a dagger.

Hair breakage.

And that's just pure physical sharpness.

Breathtaking.

The man showed a proud look and said, "When the world is unparalleled, the old gentleman still has questions?"

Lu Zhou suddenly remembered his "unnamed".

Why not give it a try.

Usually, there aren't many opportunities to have a heaven-level weapon test.

If it is scratched, it means that Weiming is really a rag, and it is not a pity to lose it.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou slowly raised his hand......

There is an exquisite and delicate unnamed sword in the palm of his hand.

Lu Zhou didn't speak either.

I was just about to wave the unnamed crossing.

The man hurriedly stopped: "Old gentleman, no." ”

"Huh?"

"I think you're a good sword...... If you destroy your sword. I feel uneasy. The man said.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Luzhou waved the nameless.

Towards the dagger.

Bang!

A crisp sound rang out, and sparks flew around.

Lu Zhou looked at the unnamed sword in his hand...... No breakage and no scratches.

Looking at the short sword in the male and female double swords, it is also intact.

Lu Zhou is suspicious.

This shows that Weiming can at least be on par with both male and female swords...... The question is, the last time I tested it in the secret room, why couldn't I even scratch the broken copper and iron? Weiming can change a variety of weapon forms, is it more suitable to be a shield?

The man glanced at the unnamed sword in surprise.

exclaimed: "There really is a blade in this world that can resist the male and female swords??!"

The little kite muttered:

"That's how strange you are. ”

"My grandfather...... I can break your with my bare hands, believe it?"

I don't know why, Lu Zhou's mind came to mind the bridge he watched in his previous life, the two girls showed off their brother to each other, and the video of whose brother could eat shi.

Little Kite...... There is this posture.

Lu Zhou scolded at the little kite: "Mouthy." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Tianzi room on the other side.

Look at the back of the old gentleman.

The man said lightly: "Junior Zhuo Ping...... I hope I can see the old gentleman again. ”

That sounds weird.

Lu Zhou ignored it and entered the room.

Zhuo Ping also went to his room with the male and female swords.

Just as he put down his male and female swords...... Click, a crisp cracking sound came into my ears.

Zhuo Ping was suspicious, and pulled out the short sword to take a look.

From the half-waist edge, it was neatly cracked, to be precise...... It's like a piece of tofu being slashed with a knife!

"This ...... How is that possible?"

At the same time of shock, a heartache was blowing.

This weapon, he regards as life!

Now this sword ...... Ruined?

"Is that the old gentleman?"

The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead.

Zhuo Ping got up angrily, picked up the undamaged long sword, and opened the door...... Walked out in a rage.

Just got around the corner.

A man in a green robe blocked the way.

The man in the green robe crossed his arms, smiling, and his breath was normal, without any peculiarities.

"Please let me. Zhuo Ping frowned.

The man in the green robe kept smiling and said, "I'm sorry. ”

"Get out of the way. ”

Just finished saying these two words.

The blue-robed man suddenly raised his right hand.

Draw your sword.

Flashing like lightning, poof!

Unsheathed!

Back to the sheath!

A set of movements is completed smoothly in the blink of an eye, as if it has been repeated thousands of times.

The green robe was ugly, and he didn't look at it, so he walked towards the Tianzi room.

Zhuo Ping held the long sword, in a dumbfounded state, as if petrified.

After a few moments, the sword cracked and fell to the ground.

Poof.

Zhuo Ping also fell, blood gushing out of his neck.

in the room.

The blue-robed swordsman sat at the table with an expressionless face.

He said to himself with a smile, "Master...... Where are you?"