"Woohoo!"

The fast snow sword flying in the air went and returned, and the sword light swirled around, and the eyebrows of the people with boundless sword intent were cold. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Those masters who took the lead in attacking Zhuo Zangfeng rushed to the ground on their necks and heads in an instant.

A man shot in from between the doors and windows of the pavilion.

His body exuded an incomparable aura, wider than the Yuan Qi and colder than the Sword Qi.

Zhuo Zangfeng endured the strong smell of blood, and when he looked up, he saw that the person who came was in a green shirt, with flowing messy hair, especially his blue eyes, which were unforgettable.

He couldn't help but tremble and shouted, "Old monster." After saying that, the nerves that were originally tightly tied were relaxed, his legs immediately rushed to be weak and weak, his arms and fingers were sore, and he wanted to shed tears, but he was held back by his own Johnson Sheng.

But he smiled, and his delicate and immature face was innocent.

At this moment, he is only a teenager.

and the young man who was sharp and decisive and kept firing deadly arrows.

Kuaixue Sword seemed to meet its master, and suddenly flew in front of the old monster.

A slender hand gently stretched out to grasp the hilt of the sword, and his fingers slid lightly over the sword, but his eyes looked at Zhuo Zangfeng, and his blue eyes were full of love.

"Little ghost, have you grown up?" he looked up, his clear face full of emotion.

Zhuo Zangfeng said angrily: "I thought you weren't coming." ”

The visitor smiled, noncommittal.

Liu Daci couldn't help but be horrified when he saw that this person was descending from the sky like a god, and the Kuaixue Sword was easily controlled by him. After thinking about it for a long time, there was no such person in his mind, so he mustered up the courage to ask, "Who is the senior?"

The old monster didn't bother to pay attention to him, touched Zhuo Zangfeng's head, and patted the wooden box behind him, looking quite satisfied. Thinking of these people in the building, he didn't look back and said, "Old man Duan Qianhua." ”

The sound was not loud, but it was like thunder in the clear sky, and no one in the pavilion dared to make a sound, and they all secretly wiped their sweat.

There are cowardly ones who are so scared that they pee their pants.

Even Zhuo Zangfeng showed a look of surprise.

The name Duan Qianhua is too familiar, and it has been mentioned many times in "Sword Products", it turns out that the great sword god he has always admired is an old monster!

A few years ago, Duan Qianhua left Zhuo Zangfeng behind and went overseas to find a good solution, wanting to break the restriction that the Kendo Immortal could not practice, but after traversing the Immortal Cave Mansion, the harvest was not very satisfactory to him.

Because he didn't find an excellent way, and he never lived up to the appointment in his life, seeing the date agreed with Zhuo Zangfeng, he felt quite untrustworthy and embarrassed to show himself, so he has been secretly guarding his side.

At this moment, I was very pleased to see that Zhuo Zangfeng was not only brilliant but also courageous.

Zhuo Zangfeng blessed his heart, and from the roar of the wooden box and various signs, he noticed subtle changes, and guessed that he must be by his side. It was decided to rush open the wooden box with the sword intent of the fast snow sword.

The old monster has a strong sense of perception, and as long as it is nearby, it will definitely appear.

Although he knew that the old monster's swordsmanship was superb, he was still worried that he guessed wrong, and if the old monster did not appear, he would be in a dangerous situation, so he came to the pavilion in advance and hid the hard bow and arrow, just in case.

Duan Qianhua stretched out his palm, and the scabbard of the Kuaixue Sword flew into his hand.

He blew the blade of the sword, looked at him distantly, and said, "Old man, I haven't seen you for ten years, and you are still as sharp as ever." With that, he sheathed his sword. He added: "The old man has sworn not to kill again, and he never wanted to break the vow easily. ”

Fu sighed again: "It's easy to make an oath, it's easier to break an oath, why kill it!"

I haven't seen it for a few years, the old monster is still that virtuous, Zhuo Zangfeng is concerned about the wooden box, and said angrily: "Old monster, you broken box hurts me so hard!"

Duan Qianhua laughed, "Mo Ti about this matter, I will come out for you for the grievances you suffered today, and now kill the surname leader first." ”

When Liu Daci heard this, his qi dissipated, and he slumped on the ground.

With Duan Qianhua's realm, the other party's breath can crush him into dust.

Zhuo Zangfeng said: "You are not allowed to kill him!"

Duan Qianhua was slightly surprised, "Why?"

Zhuo Zangfeng pointed to Yuande's corpse and said, "Originally, the monk's head was mine, but I picked it for you." I will avenge my vengeance. Liu Daci's head is kept for me, and when I learn swordsmanship, the first thing I will take is his head. ”

"Okay!" Duan Qianhua praised: "Ambitious!"

Zhuo Zangfeng's expression was tragic, and the humiliation left to him here will be engraved in his heart. There is an old monster who is a peerless master, it is a long drought and a rain, why can't you learn the swordsmanship of the world?

It's just that he always thinks about the wooden box behind him, but he forgets that he is the body of a kendo immortal.

Zhuo Zangfeng walked to the edge of the attic, and saw the old Taoist priest looking upstairs, gray hair, leaning over, looking very nervous. Beside him, there was a simple middle-aged man who was accompanied by Zhuo Zangfeng, who recognized it as the nephew of the old Taoist.

He knew that the old Taoist priest had been law-abiding all his life, and he trusted the official documents the most, so that Liu Daci could publish the Yuande charges. In this way, at least for the old Taoist, the greatest relief can be obtained.

The two went downstairs hand in hand.

Looking at the old and the young leaving, the people in the attic breathed a sigh of relief.

Since then, they no longer believe that any sword cultivator in the world is worthy of being called a sword god.

They also understood that they would not be able to reach Duan Qianhua's realm in their lifetime.

They sighed and hung their heads, both rejoicing after being born and lamenting the hardships of the spiritual path.

The people below the attic were looking forward to it, and when they heard the arrows from the upper floors rushing through the air, they did not understand what was happening. When they saw the light shining in the attic, they didn't understand what was happening.

They just believed that the boy would never walk down the attic alive.

Only the old Taoist priest was the most anxious, and his heart seemed to have countless ants crawling and gnawing.

Seeing Zhuo Zangfeng coming down from the attic steps, the old Taoist priest rubbed his faint old eyes, and when he could see clearly, the old man walked a few steps quickly to meet the young man.

Hundreds of people watched the young man Shi Shiran come down from upstairs, and then looked upstairs.

In addition to amazement and doubt, the biggest thing in their hearts is shock.

The Great Sword God who shook the past and the present was beside the young man, but no one paid attention to it, at this moment, at least in the hearts of all the people present, the brilliance of the young man had covered everything.

Zhuo Zangfeng helped the old Taoist priest walk towards the crowd, and the honest middle-aged man smiled honestly and hurriedly followed.

Duan Qianhua's famous sword was quickly inserted into his waist, and he walked with his hands behind his back.

The crowd automatically moved out of the way, no one spoke, and there was silence in the room. Until the four of them walked far away, many people still looked at their backs with nostalgia.

Zhuo Zangfeng, who was holding the arm of the old Taoist, could feel that the old man's body was weakened, and when he walked far away, he seemed to think of something and stood up suddenly.

The old Taoist priest was surprised, the middle-aged man looked at him honestly, but Duan Qianhua didn't seem to hear it.

Zhuo Zangfeng turned around, took the mulberry bow from his back, and mounted the only three remaining arrows.

There are birds chirping in the sky, which is supposed to be the sound of spring.

The boy held his breath and suddenly pulled the bowstring.

A terrible feather arrow pierced the clear spring sky.

The three arrows flew over everyone's heads like meteors.

Three arrows at a time are not very difficult.

However, the three arrows shot by Zhuo Zangfeng were in the shape of a side by side in the air, and what was even more rare was that these three arrows were like a close one, tightly packed together in the air, and were not scattered.

This kind of archery technique is by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts, and only cultivators who can control the vitality of heaven and earth can make feather arrows parallel in the air.

But now, this problem was easily solved by this young man who had not practiced.

Feathered arrows whistled over the heads of the crowd like a flying sword, slicing into the middle of the thick flagpole of the apricot yellow flag above the attic.

One arrow cluster is one inch wide, and three arrow clusters together are three inches wide, and the side by side is more like a knife blade.

I only heard a soft sound of "poof", the thick flagpole was cut off from the middle, and the flag embroidered with the word "Liu" fell from the sky.

The flags in the barracks were burned in the fire, the flagpoles were broken in the wind, and the flagpoles were cut in the swords, spears and axes, but no one had ever seen a flagpole cut off by feathered arrows.

The people looked up and watched, silent, for a long time, and suddenly there was a tidal wave of applause.

The old sword god looked at the young man amid the applause of the people, and said softly: "Such a rotten archery skill can also get applause?"