The cheers started, and above the Luo River, the water waves were rolling.

The sky is low, the clouds are swallowing, the sky is dim, and the pressure of the people is faintly attacking from the top of their heads, making people breathe rapidly!

Master Dog, the third young master of Wanying Luojia Mountain!

His real name: Gou Xunhuan!

As soon as the identity of the dog master was revealed, everyone in the audience on the side of the Luohe Qingfeng Mingyue Building was silent, staring at the leisurely old man hanging in the air with a dull expression.

At this time, in addition to surprise and disbelief, the eyes of the stunned crowd were more unbelievable.

First worried and then frightened, the swarthy fat face was instantly full of surprised black women, a pair of convex eyes that were no different from the temple statues, full of self-deception that had just woken up from a dream but really didn't want to wake up.

"Dog...... He is...... The third young master of Luojia Mountain who broke the sword ten years ago! ”

Mrs. Zhen was noncommittal, her face was as quiet as water, and there was a touch of charm and coquettishness between her eyebrows, she gently shook the pu fan: "Since ancient times, there has been affection and empty hatred, and this hatred is endless......"

The vulgar woman naturally doesn't understand what the deep meaning of Mrs. Zhen's poems and essays contains, she only knows that she is now, where can she be worthy of a finger from the dog master!

Soon, the expression of loss occupied the entire face of the black woman, and as this loss fermented in her heart, she felt a touch of regret and jumped her eyebrows: "I knew that he was the third young master, so I should have taken advantage of his drunkenness last time to cook raw rice and cook rice!" ”

Hearing this, Lu Yao and I were both in an uproar, if we were really succeeded by the black woman last time, the small body of the dog master would not have been squeezed dry by this burly woman with a tiger's back!

Widow Han, who was crowded in the crowd and looked out, had neither shock nor any obvious expression in her eyes, and at this moment her soft eyes converged on Zheng Taibai and Gou Ye in mid-air, and the disgust and disdain in her eyes that could not be avoided gradually faded into indifference, replaced by a faint curiosity.

Not only this group of people in the market, but even Zhang Mazi and I were also surprised, such as Gou Xunhuan, who has long been famous and strong, how many people in the world don't know?

Even though there are many people in the world, people who are inconsistent, and they always habitually forget those sour pasts, if the world really brings out one or two bloody men with true temperament, it is not as easy as the boastful chatter and imagination in the hot and cold market.

This drunkard, who should have inherited the position of the head of Luojia Mountain step by step, has fallen to the point where he is now out of shape, and the reason for this is one word.

Feeling!

It's just that this love, which is not accepted by anyone in the family, messes up the mind of the dog master and becomes the root of his rebellion against the family.

The dog master is the third among the grandchildren of Luojia Mountain, and there are two brothers on him.

In the early years of Yongsheng, the elder brother sword out of the East China Sea to slay the evil dragon, and surrendered the evil dragon in the middle of nowhere, and was seriously injured.

Because he was not cured for a long time and did not want to accept the fact that he had become an invalid, his brother hanged himself on Peng Island in the East China Sea, leaving a sister-in-law who had just passed the door to stay alive and widowed in the sect.

The second brother of the dog master was born with a disability, his feet could not stand upright and his mind was incomplete, so the huge foundation of Luojia Mountain naturally fell on the shoulders of the dog master.

The dog master learned swords at the age of eight, and at the age of thirteen, he learned the way of the sword on the cliff, and by my age, he was already a famous white-clothed swordsman on both sides of the Dongting Strait.

The west wind and the horse are covered with white frost, and the light of a sword is cold in nineteen states, which can be described as unique for a while, and it dominates the sword.

The dog master of the year of his establishment, went west through Dongting, one person, one horse and one pot of wine, and opened a three-year journey around the world.

He entered Shu from Hunan all the way, and successively defeated a number of famous swordsmen such as Qifu Kungui and Han Li and Mao Eighteen, and then won the title of Buddhism in the Great Compassion Temple, and fought five hundred Zen monks in the Nine Heavens Futu Tower, and cut four hundred and eight robes with a sword, forcing the master of the three precepts to personally respond to the battle with a cane, and a tie with the spring breeze smug sword in the hands of the dog master.

Since then, among the swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, only Dog Ye and Li Chengying are unique.

It's just that these two young and famous swordsmen have never fought each other, and there has been no conclusion about who is better in the sword intent and kendo of the two for more than ten years.

At that time, in the world, those who could hold the sword were none other than Master Dog and Li Chengying!

These two have not been famous so far, which is a pity!

Knowing that after the mountain and his party, the sword momentum and sword intent of the dog master has been perfected, if it were not for the trip of the Yunhai Immortal Sect to challenge Dong Rufeng without a problem, the dog master may not be satisfied with the ambition to return to Luojia Mountain, because the sharp spirit is too strong, he missed the excellent opportunity to enter the sainthood, and lost his great talent.

Lin Yuxiu, the wind will destroy it.

"Love love love is really a wonderful thing, the sister-in-law of the dog master will be prettier than the Han widow?" Lu Yao pinched his chin and looked at the dense clouds that were gathering rapidly in the sky, with a complicated expression of puzzlement and incomprehension.

The amorous swordsman is ruthless with the sword, and the ruthless sword hurts the lover.

"The sword is a killing weapon, and the killing intent starts from the heart...... Maybe the dog master and Li Chengying's kendo are different, but the person who comes out of the sword can't help but be emotionally troubled! "It has nothing to do with the way of the sword, the sword in Zhang Mazi's eyes is only killing!

When I first entered the practice, I didn't know much about kendo, I didn't understand enough, and I didn't dare to paradox kendo with Zhang Mazi, but I also had some of my own opinions: "Whether it is indifferent and ruthless, or affectionate and righteous, everything must be distinguished...... If Li Jianshen can really be indifferent and ruthless, he should pierce Mrs. Chai's heart with a sword, he destroys his eyes and does not cover his eyes for flowers, it may not be self-deception. ”

"If there are shackles in the heart, the sword will be invincible!" Zhang Mazi's tone was cold, and his eyes were gloomy: "It has nothing to do with right or wrong, once a person holds the blade and enters the rivers and lakes, troubles in the world will follow...... The way of the sword is not in the heart, but other people's swords may not have eyes and measure...... So if you want to live, the sword is against each other, and one must fall! ”

If in the case of equal strength, I and Zhang Mazi face each other with a sword, I am definitely the first to fall, and he will definitely stand proudly and live to the end.

After all, I can't become a swordsman who kills decisively, I don't know if this is the luck of the sword, or the sorrow of the world?

Again, this question has nothing to do with right or wrong.

The sword follows people's hearts, and sometimes everything may not go as people want.

Ten years ago, the dog master broke the old rules in the ancestral shrine of Luojia Mountain, and dared to use the big plate to cultivate as the ancestor of his own heavenly and human level to cross the border, and he did not hesitate to fold the spring breeze and smug the sword, and the realm retreated, what courage and courage is this, such a sentient person who dares to love and hate, I have nothing but admiration in my heart!

Chong Guan was angry and red-faced, and did not hesitate to fold his sword to bury the flowers.

Heaven and man cut off the spring breeze with one finger, how can it not be that the dog is high-spirited, and the spring breeze is proud and complacent?

In that battle with a huge disparity in strength, the dog master not only ruined the sword in his hand, but also ruined the sharpness in his heart.

It's no wonder that the eclectic dog master will create such unheard-of strange sword moves as "a sword and thin mud".

Life is like mud, but you can't match it with a sword!

It is no wonder that he thinks that there is a sword in his heart, invincible in the world, ingenious, and creates a magic illusion by himself.

The eye-opening crowd looked at the dark sky, and couldn't help but shrink their necks for fear of gathering, and their eyes were frightened.

Looking at the dense clouds in the sky with Qingfeng Mingyue Tower as the center to form a dark cloud covering the top, Lu Yao and I were also sweating on our backs, and we couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Entering the saint and stopping the saint, even if there is a line of difference between the saint and the saint realm, it is a small spiritual power shield, which is an insurmountable gap in strength, not to mention the soaring momentum in the dog master's body, which seems to be holy, but in fact, there is a huge disparity with the aura armor that can only be produced in the saint realm, which is enough to show that his cultivation is only close to the saint's cultivation.

Zhang Mazifang only saw the clue of the dog master at this time, and the folds on the sword eyebrows were frowned, very puzzled.

"According to the momentum of the dog master, it is obviously already a saint realm, but the state of aura convergence around the body is not the aura armor, which is really rare."

Also surprised was Lu Yao, who looked at the posture of the dog master and tightened his eyebrows for a while, crouched into a thin line, scratched his head and couldn't figure it out, and finally a sentence popped out of his mouth: "This little old man is really unpredictable." ”

Zheng Taibai's complexion, who was waiting for the battle, changed slightly, and his abundant spiritual power swam away from his body and jumped into the palm of his hand.

Zheng Taibai exuded the momentum of Sen Bai's slaughter, and the abundant aura instantly wrapped his body, like a natural barrier, indestructible.

"Brother Xunhuan, since you have entered the sainthood, why don't you break the bottleneck and take a step closer to the realm of no distance?"

Although Zheng Taibai is a Confucian student, he also has extraordinary strength and talent, otherwise how could he have the qualifications to sit on the sixth floor of Qingfeng Mingyue Tower.

"The saint and I are like floating clouds, don't ...... enter" The dog master smiled, his hair fluttered, and said lightly: "I said back then, if you are not a saint, you will be a demon...... So Brother Taibai doesn't have to show mercy to his subordinates, you and I can do our best, just want to have a good time, and it can be regarded as a test of whether I have been wasted in the past ten years! ”

"You and I win or lose, only in one sword!"

Zheng Taibai nodded, noncommittal: "How fortunate it is to ask for a sword for ten years from Brother Xunhuan!" ”

The momentum of the dog master who has no sword in his hand is better than a sword rises again at this time, Haoran sword qi blooms from all over his body, the water surface of the Shuerluo River suddenly soars, the sword qi water of Sanzhang flows backwards, and the water of the Luo River rises in the sky.

Looking at the water of the Luo River like a waterfall flowing backwards into the sky, everyone was so shocked that their eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

"Take Luohe as a sword, break through the void, Zheng Taibai takes the sword!"

The shouting started again, and the monstrous river water was pulled by the huge spiritual power, and poured into the air from behind the dog master.

I gazed at it closely, and the restless splash of water was like a silver hidden blade, containing terrifying destructive power.

Zheng Taibai looked at the dark clouds on the top and the turbulent lake of the Luo River, his face couldn't help but tighten, this formation was afraid that even he was the first sword momentum.

With a flick of his long beard, Zheng Taibai's body climbed sharply, and his wide robe made a hunting sound in the air, fluttering like a flag in the wind.

Lu Yao saw this situation, couldn't hold back the excitement and joy in his heart, and clapped his hands and applauded: "The momentum of this sword can be hundreds of times stronger than a sword and thin mud, with the water of the entire Luo River as a sword, and it doesn't surprise the swordsmen in the world who don't know how to find a sword to practice swords, and learn swordsmanship!" ”

I saw Zhang Mazi looking at the sword intent of the dog master and the sword momentum was silent, there seemed to be a melancholy between his eyebrows, and he asked in a low voice: "The dog master's trick is a great illusion of heaven and demons, is there any certainty of victory!" ”

Zhang Mazi first nodded, and then shook his head strangely, which was incomprehensible.

"Master Dog is obviously only one thought away from the saint, but he does not enter the realm of the saint, and uses the saint to cultivate as a war saint, but instead takes the act of crossing the border, which is really ......"

"It's really incomprehensible, isn't it?" I took Zhang Mazi's words, looked at the two people who were becoming more and more anxious in the sky, and said calmly: "The dog master has always played cards according to common sense, and it would be strange if his ideas could be guessed by us." ”

Zhang Mazi was even more worried, and his tone was slightly desolate: "Using the Great Pan Cultivation as the sword intent sword momentum of the saint realm means burning life...... It doesn't seem that the dog is fighting, in my opinion, it is more like fulfilling some long-cherished wishes and pursuing a kind of liberation! ”