Chapter forty-three, the demeanor of that sword
The tomb is dark, and the candle flame is swaying in the wind.
"These people are not annoying!"
Grandma Sun was furious, and the news of the dragon girl's birthday today was leaked out somehow, and she also threatened that she would choose a son-in-law in today's competition, and this [Huo Du] was not the first to ask for marriage.
"Don't bother."
In comparison, Xiaolongnu, as the birthday star, seems much calmer, just bowing her head and eating noodles, completely indifferent to the movements of the outside world.
Grandma Sun heard this, because although she was still not angry, she still suppressed the thought of going out to theorize.
"If only Xiao Jian were here......"
She thought that when she first saw the fierce appearance of the young man covered in blood, coupled with the power of the casual blow, with him appearing, he would definitely be able to deter these young people.
"Why did my mother-in-law mention him?"
"With him, he will definitely be able to drive away these wicked people."
After hearing this, the little dragon girl was silent for a moment, then suddenly put down her chopsticks, got up and walked out.
"Where is the girl going......
"Chase people!"
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In front of the ancient tomb, a group of people of all kinds, armed with all kinds of swords, guns, swords and halberds, gathered, led by a young man wearing black brocade clothes and holding a folding fan.
The young man is Huo Du, and he has two purposes for this trip, one is to come as mentioned before, to choose a son-in-law for the competition.
Second, the Quanzhen Sect is known as the number one faction in the Central Plains, and at this time, it coincides with its meeting, and a good opportunity fell from heaven, so he will plan and use these Jianghu people who have gathered together to strike.
While he was pondering, a melodious piano sound came......
Huo Du's ears moved, and he immediately closed his eyes and listened......
Mountains
Water
As if he had fallen into some kind of wonderful scene, he muttered at the corner of his mouth: "Hearing the sound and knowing people, this trip is not worth it......"
Darba on the side looked dazed, he obviously didn't understand these idle and elegant things.
However, the next moment, he suddenly saw a group of small things swarming towards him......
"There are bees!"
Huo Du opened his eyes in confusion, and then his face froze.
Where is the other party stroking the piano for him, this is driving these bees to deal with them with the sound of the piano!
"Retreat!"
Huo Du immediately made a decision, and immediately waved the iron fan in his hand. These jade peaks flew extremely fast, and they soon reached the front of them.
He shot down a few of them, but there were too many!
Darba was caught off guard and was stung a few times, and the heavy golden pestle in his hand had no effect on these small movements. The few people next to him were not spared, and they were stung all over their heads.
Huo Du and the others retreated more than ten zhang away in a row before escaping from the attack range of Yufeng.
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a sense of deadly crisis suddenly came, as if he was being targeted by some flood beast.
Huo Du turned his head to look at it, and suddenly felt that his scalp was numb!
The blood flickered in the sky, and a sword broke through the air...... Bloodstained sword!
Even from a long distance, he could clearly feel the bloodthirsty aura emanating from the blood.
A sword, a blood-colored sword!
Obviously no one drove it, but it seemed to have consciousness, slashing all the way through the long dragon and firmly locking Huo Du.
The wind howled, and the sword roared.
Fast!
Faster!
It's a blink of an eye......
Huo Du was almost suffocated under the lock of this sword momentum, but his mind was still quite firm, and he instinctively opened the iron fan to block in front of him, and his strength was urging him to the extreme.
After a glance, the people beside him had already been captured by this sword momentum, and they all fled, leaving only the senior brother Darba.
"Boom!"
Finally, under the witness of countless people, the blood sword and the iron fan collided violently.
Huo Duru was hit hard, and the whole person retreated violently, a blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the hand holding the fan trembled slightly.
The sword erupted, stirring up dust in the sky, enveloping one person and one sword. The surrounding mud seemed to be overwhelmed, cracking the cracks.
"Ahh
With a roar, Darba rushed into the dust mist with the golden pestle.
While!
The sound of soldiers colliding sounded, and the blood sword flew out of the dust and mist, deeply embedded in the mountain wall.
People from all directions stared at the dust and fog in front of them, wanting to see if Huo Du was dead or alive.
The dust and mist gradually dissipated, and two figures came into view......
Darba held Huo Du tightly, his eyes looking left and right, and his face was defensive.
At this time, Huo Du was no longer in high spirits just now, his breath was sluggish, and he was pulling his head as if he would fall to the ground at any time.
Burst......
After all, he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood spurting out, and his heart was terrified.
Who is it?
East Evil?
Nandi?
No, these people may be proficient in swordsmanship, but they are by no means so accomplished!
The land of the Central Plains is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, this trip is hasty......
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"What a strong sword momentum!"
Guo Jing walked side by side with Qiu Chuji and others, and happened to witness the scene of the blood sword breaking through the air. With his heart, he couldn't help but be frightened.
Is there still such a swordsman in the world?
He searched for the grandmaster-level characters in his mind, and only his father-in-law's Eastern Evil Sword Technique had the highest attainment, but he had experienced the other party's swordsmanship, not only the number of paths was different, but the power was far inferior to this sword.
Huang Yaoshi's swordsmanship is an elegant, dexterous path.
And this sword ...... Fierce, bloodthirsty, and with an indestructible sword intent.
He couldn't help but wonder if he could take the sword if he changed places.
Even if you can, it's not easy!
The other party has obviously reached the realm of "the unity of man and sword".
Qiu Chuji and the others were even more shocked, and some of the timid disciples were already trembling with their legs, and they could barely take a step.
After a long time, Qiu Chuji came back to his senses, but his facial expression was still difficult to recover.
"This sword is the best in the world."
This is a heartfelt statement, when it comes to swordsmanship, no one in the world can compare with it.
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The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and for the first time, the face of the little dragon girl Gujing Wubo showed other colors.
Is that you?
How familiar is this smell......
Looking up, a figure was rushing at a very fast speed, like a flying swallow, shaped like a ghost.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xiao Jian fell from the sky and landed in front of the mountain wall with the blood sword, raised his hand and slowly drew the blood sword, looking at Huo Du and Darba, with a strange smile on his face.
"It's true that life happens everywhere...... Long time no see! ”
He has always believed that it is not a gentleman to have revenge and not revenge.
The scene of that night's hasty escape is still vivid, and I don't think about the shame of the snow in my heart, I didn't expect this day to come so soon!
Hearing this, Huo Du and Darba had different expressions.
"Who are you?"
"It's you!"
"Senior brother knows this person?" Huo Du endured the sharp pain in his chest and turned his head to look at Darba.
Darba's forehead was bruised, and his eyes looking at Xiao Jian were full of hatred, and the golden pestle in his hand was about to move.
"Senior brother, don't be impulsive!"
Huo Du saw that he looked like he was about to fight, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.
He looked around at Guo Jing and the others who came from the side, and said in a low voice: "The other party is overwhelming, don't be reckless." ”
Having said that, in fact, he was afraid of Xiao Jian's strength, and he didn't think that his senior brother could win against this person.
As the face of the sword, he knew better than anyone the horror of the sword.
With a glance down, there was a small hole in the center of the extremely tough iron fan, which was the best testimony to the powerful sword momentum. If it weren't for Senior Brother's timely action, this sword would probably penetrate the iron fan and pierce his chest.