Chapter 60: No Way Back
was successfully mobilized by Feng Tang Xiuji, and Zhang Mazi slashed again, and the result can be imagined.
Then declined, three and exhausted, and the continuous qi and royal things were defeated one after another for the sword, which made people sigh and sweat for Zhang Mazi.
If this is another person, after such an encounter, maybe the mentality will collapse, and the sword intent will be completely lost, so how can you continue to play the sword.
However, Zhang Mazi's fighting spirit did not decrease, and then he used a strange way of swordsmanship unpredictably, although his sword momentum was slightly declining at this time, his momentum was still magnificent and shocking, and it looked awe-inspiring and nervous.
Zhang Mazi's cultivation has always been beyond my reach, envious, presumably on holidays I can also be as chic and freehand as him, dare to fight against the strong enemy of the sword, alone.
Feng Tang Xiuji was shocked by the persistent young man in front of him, and he couldn't help but admire: "Your sword, in less than three years, may be shocking, but now a certain family...... is no longer the heel behind the third young master back then. ”
Feng Tang Xiuji's implication was particularly obvious, obviously the pock-faced young man in front of him was not enough to call him an opponent.
At least for now, he still can't make Feng Tang Xiuji do his best to pull out the second knife he was carrying on his waist, not to mention the third knife that no one in the world has forced him to use so far!
Feng Tang Xiuji's third knife that has entered the realm of sword technology, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that it was specially prepared for Li Chengying, who has been a sword master in ancient times, and he has found a new way to challenge the sword god who stands in Stone City with the domineering sword of Gangdao!
Aiming high, the blade is not rolled, and now Feng Tang Xiuji, who is now in full swing, has long been at the level of a grandmaster, and after stepping through the hurdle of the dog master, he will have the confidence to compete with Li Chengying.
As for Zhang Mazi, which is unexpected and cannot be called a springboard, it seems to have become his warm-up sparring partner at this time.
Zhang Mazi's fighting spirit is not chaotic, and he has made dozens of swords in a row, all of which have been broken horizontally by Feng Tang Xiuji's short knife, and every time the sword faces each other, it is like a bamboo, not only the knife is clean and neat, but even the strength of Gangqi is unstoppable, not giving Zhang Mazi any hope of winning.
It wasn't until Zhang Mazi used the tenth sword in the rain that the true spirit in his body was exhausted, and he barely had the strength to use the sword again, that he stopped gloomily.
"It's still not enough!"
Zhang Mazi failed, he was defeated, he was a little gloomy, but no matter how much he forced himself to use a stronger sword intent, he was never Feng Tang Xiuji's opponent.
Don't say that competing with it, even surviving a move under his knife is a proud progress for Zhang Mazi.
Although Wang Gongwang did not come here in person to continue to eat melons and watch the battle in the past few days, the servants who ran errands in the palace were not idle for a moment.
Lu Yao's small courtyard in Taoliu Lane was disturbed endlessly, and masters and strong people emerged in an endless stream, which also attracted an undercurrent in Luoyang.
Because there are masters and strong people mixed into the eastern capital one after another, in recent days, the defense of the acropolis on the imperial city is much tighter than before, several times Zhang Mazi fought with people, Liang Pogao stood on the top of the Forbidden City to observe, in addition to him, several black shadows stood on the city wall, which made people look deeply worried.
Since the identity of the third young master of Luojia Mountain has been made public, the already unpeaceful Taoliu Lane chickens and dogs have been jumping more than before, just like Lu Yao himself said, I am afraid that it will be difficult for this place to stay until the next year.
I can't help but think many times, Lu Yao came to Luoyang and committed himself to living in this small courtyard, is it really to get rid of the body of misfortune, summon the nine Jiao of the body, and be an ordinary person?
Only God knows what he thinks!
It's like I never understand, what secrets are hidden in Taoliu Lane, worthy of so many hidden masters gathering here, and being a miserable person in the market tirelessly?
Is it to imitate the ancients in the hidden city?
Not only did I not understand, but even when I saw an unusual trace of an unobsessed monk coming here to transform his fate, he would mutter to me, saying that most of the houses in Taoliu Lane were full of indescribable weirdness, in short, the entire alley lacked thriving fireworks.
I walked back and forth in this alley several times, and apart from a half-dead weeping willow that survived the disaster, and a sick spring peach tree, there was nothing special that I found very eye-catching.
Feng Tang Xiuji and other strong people who are absolutely attracted by all forces in the world appear here, and the group of Confucian scholars in the Qingfeng Mingyue Building who only have books in their eyes also open the window from time to time to take a look at the movement of Taoliu Lane.
In addition, there are several dark shadows above the imperial city, as well as the storyteller in Taoliu Lane who has never had any intersection with me and Lu Yao, it seems that this time he also has a bit of a lively mind, standing on the eaves that is enough to watch the tide, holding an oil-paper umbrella and watching the battle silently.
Even people like me who are lowly in cultivation can perceive it, Feng Tang Xiuji has naturally had some insight for a long time, and even with his cultivation, he has also sensed more unknown powerhouses, but these people can't interfere with the generation of tyrant swordsmen who have no woman in their hearts and draw a sword from the god of nature, and Feng Tang Xiuji, who has long been unscrupulous and shameless, doesn't care how these people think of themselves regardless of their identity, and they draw a knife with a young junior, and they are also frustrating and ruthless.
After returning to the house, the dog master who had not yet laid down and slept for a full time could not escape the fate of taking action in person, but recently the dog master was very impatient to come to the door to provoke and find unhappy people.
What's more, once some disturbances are mixed with women, crying, making trouble, and hanging themselves will make a lot of things change, which is a headache, isn't it?
According to the dog master, fighting is a serious matter, and you have to pick an auspicious day for the zodiac, bathe and change your clothes like Hu Yanzhuo, and then it is suitable to compete with people without distractions.
Obviously, Feng Tang Xiuji, who was impatient to fight directly with the dog master, did not bathe and fast before fighting, plus the habit of turning over the yellow calendar to pick an auspicious day and then fighting to the death, he now wished that the dog master would throw off his arms and fight with him, so as to lay down his unshakable belief in going to Stone City again.
The dog master pushed open the door, with a reluctant face, waved his hand, signaling that Zhang Mazi, who could not get a flaw in Feng Tang Xiuji's hands, could step back, and he would personally go out to turn the tide.
Twisting his waist helplessly, he moved his shin again, only to see that the dog used his fingernails that he didn't know if he had buckled his feet to buckle the gap between his teeth, and then bared his teeth and sighed at his slightly curved palm, I don't know if he smelled something else.
I thought that the dog master was going to put on a score again, just like the last time he challenged Zheng Taibai, he surprised everyone with his appearance of stepping on the void and climbing the dome, but who knew that he was not paying attention at the moment when he stepped out of the threshold, and his staggering body almost didn't directly give Feng Tang Xiuji, who was in full swing, a five-body throw.
Thanks to a person like the dog who has a face comparable to the city wall, he can not change his face, calm and relaxed, when nothing happened, otherwise he went straight to Feng Tang Xiuji, and he still had a victorious posture that was not beaten, and he had already become the laughing stock of the group of people watching the battle.
In order to set off the noble image of the dog master who is highly respected and does not lose the world's masters, I hurriedly put up a big umbrella to protect the dog from the rain.
For my very eye-catching move, the dog master responded with a relieved expression, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a strange smile that did not feel any warmth.
"You can't wait to step on my shoulders to build self-confidence, and then go to Stone Town to find Lee's unhappiness?"
The dog master indifferently glanced at the sidecar on Feng Tang Xiuji's body, and the smile on his wrinkled cheeks instantly became cold.
Feng Tang Xiuji was also frank: "If you don't enter the sainthood, there is a gap between you and Li Chengying's kendo realm, first fight with you, and then go to Stone City, a certain family is not swept by the blade, and the belief is indestructible, so there is hope and possibility to defeat him." ”
"You're that confident?" The dog sneered: "The third of the knives on your waist is an empty knife, do you really think that the two knives can make Li Chengying fold the sword and lose his name, so that you can steal the limelight of the sword god?" ”
Feng Tang Xiuji's face changed in shock, and he said in surprise: "How do you know that the third knife of a certain family is an empty sheath?" ”
"Naturally, I guessed!"
The corners of the dog master's mouth looked slightly meaningful, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and then he said: "Although I haven't fought with Li Chengying, I also know that his cultivation and sword path are already as pure as fire, and he has long been one with the sword. ”
The dog master speaks murderously and cruelly, and often pokes the weakness in the other party's heart with just a few words: "I don't enter the sainthood, I can see through the third knife on your waist with just the same cultivation as you, not to mention Li Chengying, who has already become an adult......"
Feng Tang Xiuji's eyes were converging, and his bright eyes mixed with rain looked straight at the dog master who didn't know if he was in his words, or if he knew everything completely by perceptual calculation, and was looking directly at his dog master with the same eyes.
Feng Tang Xiuji, who was a little weak-hearted, wiped the rain on his face: "A certain family doesn't give itself three chances to draw a knife, just so that he can advance and retreat...... Today, can the third young master give a sword, but a certain family has a heart? ”
"You should know that you and I are the most taboo cultivators in this realm, and I am not afraid of missing arms and legs, but as you can see, the people of Taoliu Lane are innocent, I think you should understand the Taoist ideals of the city tower catching fire and affecting the pond fish."
Feng Tang Xiuji was a little anxious when he heard this: "Then how do you compete with a certain family?"
I saw that the dog Ye Tian was shameless, full of lies, and his face was not red and his heart was not panicked, and he deceived Feng Tang Xiuji, who was full of fighting spirit in front of him, and wanted to laugh for a while, but he had to sigh expressionlessly, and he couldn't hold back his emotions.
I have been with Dog Ye and Lu Yao for a long time, and I know the ghost thoughts of this old and young demon the best, he is deliberately disturbing Feng Tang Xiuji's mentality, so as to achieve his surrender without a fight, and by the way, destroy Feng Tang Xiuji's self-righteous belief that he is indestructible, so that he will step by step into the trap planned by Dog Master.
Lu Yao, who is well versed in the dog's technique, smirked honestly, squatting in front of the door frame like an intellectually imperfect fool, in a posture like a squatting pit, watching the monkey show that the dog master was about to stage.
"Have you ever heard the closed-mouth meditation of those bald donkeys in the Great Compassion Temple of Mingzhi Mountain?" A bright and sly smile flashed in the dog master's eyes: "Let's not be more interesting than this, aren't we more interesting than working hard?" ”