"You are the eighth on the list of masters in the five states, and it is not easy for Tiandao Luo?"

The old man with the broken knife took a long breath, so long that all the breath was poured into the broken knife in his hand, and the knife qi rolled out, circling and whistling in the sheath, not vomiting or unhappy, but he was suppressed by the old man, and strived to play the next blow beyond the ordinary.

"Although I don't want to admit it, it's really called the Heavenly Sword. ”

Luo Buyi put his hand back up, and in just a few months, he was a little less childish, and his angular face was more smiling, as if he was looking at some satisfactory goods, looking at the crazy color on his face in front of him, but it was not hopeless.

He was too seriously injured and was sent back to Luoshen Peak by Hua Feng and Jiang Xue with fifty protectors, and the 30,000 army was hung far behind him, fortunately, the state capital city is not too far from Zhongzhou, and the war horses selected by the Heavenly General Hall are all good horses that can travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred at night.

However, when he returned to the Heavenly General Hall and had no time to accept the inheritance, he was pressed down on the bed by a group of extremely worried elders and generals, and invited all the elders and deputy hall masters of the Heavenly Medicine Hall to be busy, and it took more than a month to stabilize his injury, as long as there is no big movement in the future, the injury will slowly improve.

It is also for this reason that the elders of the Heavenly General Hall decided to postpone the succession of Luo Buyi, and then go to meet the two tower masters after he is completely recovered to discuss related matters, anyway, the eldest lady has not yet returned to the Heavenly General Palace.

It's just that the Great Elder Hua Feng often secretly doubts, and he can't figure out why Lord He Xian, who is the incarnation of the tower lord, didn't return to the Divine Palace together, and then thought about the name of his own young master and the second princess Hua to Lord He Xian, and faintly felt as if there was some secret that he gradually tore open.

And Hua Ning had always been by Luo Buyi's side, but the hall master of the Heavenly Doctor Hall looked for him, saying that he had found an ancient method for treating his facial scars, and he wanted to experiment with him.

So Luo Buyi was left alone to recuperate in the Heavenly General's Palace.

During the period of recuperation, although Luo Buyi stayed at home, he also supported his body and began to contact some affairs of the Heavenly General Palace, such as learning the art of war, familiarizing himself with the regulations for the transfer of troops, understanding the progress of the sergeant's training, or checking some difficult files, so as to prepare for the succession in the future.

And among those difficult files, there were some events that the Heavenly General Hall had not had time to make a move for a while, and Luo Buyi, who was quietly thinking, took it over alone, and the power should be the experience before succeeding the hall master.

The old man in front of him is one of the goals of this trip.

On the edge of Zhongzhou, some people are looking for famous people with knives in the name of knife idiots, and they try knife skills, the winner does not need to say much, and the loser is cut off by the knife, and the three consequences must account for one of them.

According to the records of the dark department of the Heavenly General Palace, there are dozens of famous swordsmen who have been defeated by him, and those who are not famous are only afraid that there will be more losers, and they will not be ruthless.

If that's all, the Heavenly General Hall doesn't have to ask too much, just treat it as a matter of the rivers and lakes. But the key is that some witnesses described the knife idiot as acting very strangely, and even the knife wielding villains are still merciful, and sometimes they are unforgiving, but it is difficult for a generation of sword masters to have a whole corpse.

The temperament is uncertain, and it seems to be on the verge of falling into the devil at any time, and some people will call it a magic knife.

But Luo Buyi saw with his own eyes that this old man who claimed to be a knife slave in the name of a knife idiot tried his best to kill demons and protect a boy of unknown origin like him, and suddenly felt that this old man might be able to pull a hand.

The old man has exhausted his life's efforts to pursue the way of the knife, and since the wooden knife boy in a district, he has swung hundreds of knives every day, stabbing straight, slashing, hanging horizontally, and slashing, until he has achieved cultivation and entered the grade. ”

Since then, the old man has not worshiped anyone as a teacher, a move and a style are their own understanding, a knife technique, consciously has exhausted the world's techniques, so he visited the famous family, check and fill in the gaps, so that the old man defeated the enemy himself can not count how many, and finally one foot on the threshold of the ground level, this step is nearly ten years, to this day, the old man is still only a half-step ground level. ”

"And you, what qualifications do you have to be called the Heavenly Sword?"

The old man drew his knife and slashed, as if he had vomited out decades of depression in one move, and the knife qi on the broken knife condensed into light, which was not easy to destroy in the shape of a half-moon.

In a trance, the old man had seen Luo Buyi being cut in two like those who had seen him before, although he couldn't bear it, but he was still resolute.

The way of the knife is holy, how can it be allowed to sell its reputation and reputation?

"Ugh..."

With a short sigh, a finger pressed against the sword.

Luo Buyi's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, he took a step forward, his fingers trembled slightly, and he crushed the knife of the old man with a broken knife, and said, "I have only been learning knives for two years..."

"Two years!"

Luo Buyi was interrupted by the old man before he finished speaking, compared to Luo Buyi's casual crushing of his knife, Luo Buyi's half-said sentence just now made him sweat all over his body, and the crazy color on his face filled his eyes, making him extremely cold, and he looked at it like an abyss.

"Impossible!"

Standing up closer, the knife in his hand was cut towards Luo Buyi, like an antelope hanging on the branches, like Feihong stepping on the slush, he really had kung fu in his body, which provoked Luo Buyi to look sideways again and again, retreating again and again, so that his moves were exhausted.

If you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will be successful.

Sure enough, the old man's body changed, and the momentum of the broken knife fell like a bamboo.

Both of them are masters of the sword path, one is at the ground level, the other is a half-step level, and the deep night has not affected the sight of the two, and the changes in advance and retreat are clear.

This also just fits Luo Buyi's thoughts, and at the same time, he may as little as possible to take a look at the old man's methods, anyway, he is indeed rare to see a knife master, and of course he will see Hunting Xinxi if he has a voluntary feeding move.

Fortunately, thanks to the exercise of the spear rabbit, Luo Buyi never felt that he would be afraid of people's close-knit fights.

Another knife was easily dodged by Luo Buyi, which made the face of the old man with a broken knife even darker, and the knife momentum under the explosion was like a storm and rain to cover his face, and it was like a violent storm and snow The knife was endless, and in an instant, two knife techniques were changed.

Ran Luo's body is not easy to sway left and right, and he has broken the knife every time, his face is not in a hurry, and not even half a bead of sweat has been born, it seems that he has made a breakthrough in his body method since the battle of the ancestral temple, and he has not wasted the teaching of the spear rabbit.

Xu was aroused by Luo Buyi, the knife skills in the hands of the old man with the broken knife are endless, he has his own understanding, and he has learned from his opponent, anyway, as long as it is beneficial to him, he will throw it towards Luo Buyi with a move.

Luo Buyi is also dazzled, when he was in the demon valley, the spear rabbit sharpened him and used mostly spears, he has not seen such complicated moves, like the waves piling up on the shore of the majestic atmosphere open and close, like a sheep's hair writing fly-headed small Kai eternal exquisite, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, the day is dark and the clouds are sad and the night is sinking, so and so, one after another.

But, is it so greedy that it chews badly?

As if to confirm Luo Buyi's thoughts, the old man with the broken knife swung his knife more and more slowly, his sweat was like a pulp, and a layer of frost was already condensed in the cold wind, and the slightest white gas was like a snake python spitting letters, gradually rising into the air.

It was the aura that was unrestrained, showing the appearance of collapse.

"You!"

The old man with the broken knife was panting heavily, but he was powerless to fight again, on the other hand, Luo Buyi still seemed to be fine, could it be that the gap between the prefecture-level and the non-prefecture-level was so obvious?

"Old man, your efforts are first-class, and your talent is not bad, and you can break through to the half-step level without being taught to show your talent, and you can afford to be a master!"

Luo Buyi looked at the sky, the cold wind was colder, the occasional snowflakes were mixed and fell, and the firelight revealed in the reverse journey was dim, but the figure of the old man with the broken knife showed the vicissitudes of life under the reflection.

The old man finally came back to his senses, looked at Luo Buyi fiercely, but sighed on his lips: "Your praise is more like a needle pricking a knife to me, if it weren't for the enemy, I would have beheaded you under the knife!"

Hearing this, Luo Buyi didn't blame the old man, but said with interest: "Actually, I don't know very much about knife skills, if you don't dislike it, you can teach me your sword skills in the future?"

"Hahaha......"

The old man with the broken knife raised his head and laughed: "You asked me to learn the sword, do you know how many fellow Dao practitioners I killed?"

Luo Buyi suddenly said, "The old man remembered?"

"Ho-ho... After using the knife techniques he has practiced all his life on you one by one, the old man has already remembered the past, but it turns out that he is the so-called knife idiot!" The laughter slowly turned into a bitter smile, and the most sad thing was that he couldn't draw.

Insulting to the Holy Sword!

"Alas......"

With a long sigh, the old man with the broken knife was disheartened, and the sword intent poured out of his body like water.

And it was at this time that Luo Bu easily moved.

"I also have a knife, how about you taste it, old man!"

The old man subconsciously looked at it, only to see Luo Buyi's single finger glowing with divine light like a knife, pointing straight between his eyebrows, which made his brain burst out, and the knife intent on his body was suddenly stunned, but his eyes were still imprinted with the trajectory of Fang Cailuo's fingertips.

The snow was heavier and the wind was more urgent, so Luo Buyi wrapped the cloak behind him tightly, and sat cross-legged in front of the old man. God knows how long it will take for the old man to wake up.

Buddhists have a head to drink, although Luo Buyi did not make a sound, but the finger just now is deep in the wonder, quite the true meaning of precept and wisdom, and let the old man's spirit platform be quiet, but it is borrowed from the ghost and god Dashu in the method of the soul, the first test is quite effective.

It's just that the problem with the old man with the broken knife is that he has learned too many knife techniques, and the knife intent is not refined, which will inevitably make his mind scattered, and he will advance to the half-step level by refutating the miscellaneous knife intent, I really don't know whether to say that he is talented or fateful, and it is a great luck that he has not been ruined by the demons, but after all, he has been affected, his temperament has changed greatly, and the spiritual platform is sometimes chaotic and sometimes clear.

And today, it seems that its state has reached the limit, and the demons in the heart are prosperous, if you let it go, I am afraid that it will not be long before a demon king will come into being.

It was Yi Luo Buyi who first tried his best to get rid of the three unlucky people who were eventually harmed by demons, and then sat back and watched the old man's behavior, if it was really not worth saving, he would naturally not waste his efforts.

Fortunately, although the old man was quite obsessed with the knife user, he did not forget that he was also a member of the human race, and took a lot of care of Luo Buyi, and the people the old man killed before were not completely good, so Luo Buyi finally started to save people.

Only then did he come to his aid when the old man was killed by the Snow Demon Man, and guided him to use all his sword techniques and defeat him, and when he was confused, it was the best opportunity to wake him up.

The so-called "not breaking and not standing" is like this, although I don't know if this old man can stand up again.

The night of wind and snow did not become ice, and the sun and stars shone brightly in Yoshihara.

Just after the end of the hour, at the beginning of the hour, the sun and stars broke through the sky as usual, and Yoshihara suddenly shone like a sea.

This is the weather here, especially in July, even if the wind and snow are heavy at night, as soon as the sun comes out the next day, it will still turn into snow to moisten the land and forests of Yoshihara.

It was also at this time that the old man with the broken knife regained consciousness, and he obviously felt as if he was missing something, and then something more, but he didn't have time to figure it out for a while.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the corpses of the snow demons all over the ground, and as the melting snow and ice gradually revealed.

"Wake up? That's good. Luo Buyi moved his lower limbs and said after a night's work, because this meant that the old man with the broken knife had passed the level.

"You—" The old man was still a little unable to turn at this time.

"Well, how about teaching me all the swordsmanship you know in the future?" asked with a smile as he dusted off his cloak and the ice and snow on his shoulders that had not yet had time to disappear.

"I—" The old man finally understood.

Luo Buyi waved his hand to summon the dragon horse, who had slept comfortably all night in the reverse journey, turned over and rode on, and said to the old man who was still ignorant: "Still can't figure it out? He tugged at Ryoma's long ears and said, "Walk!"

Ryoma snorted, raised his mouth to bite Luo Buyi's hand, but was slapped on the donkey's face, and he was much more honest, and ran away with his four hooves, stepping on ice and snow, as if walking on the ground.

And the old man seemed to feel that the greatest opportunity in his life was leaving him, and subconsciously chased two steps, only to find that he had actually rushed out in one step, tremblingly withdrawing his hand to interrupt the knife, with his qi to resist it, and it flew up in a flutter.

He, has he entered the prefecture level?

After standing for a long time, the picture of Na Luo not easy to dust the snow with his hands flashed in his mind, and the old man with the broken knife didn't know what he remembered, and as soon as he put the broken knife away, he ran away towards the faint figure in the distance.

In this life, follow him!