The two were already sitting in the carriage. Wang Shuqiu sighed lightly: "Miyamoto, you have lost weight!" Miyamoto Musashi said: "Ajuan, you are haggard!" Wang Shuqiu smiled bitterly: "I didn't suffer hardship, but you suffered a lot." He opened the brocade box next to him and took out the pastries, and said, "Let's eat some!" Miyamoto Musashi took it and ate it.

During this time, he was so hungry that he ate seven or eight pastries in one go. He said as he ate, "Why don't you eat?" Wang Shuqiu shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry!" After eating the pastry, Miyamoto Musashi wanted to wipe his mouth with his sleeve, and Wang Shuqiu hurriedly wiped it for him with the champa in his hand. Miyamoto Musashi said: "Ajuan, I'm not used to your heavy makeup. Wang Shuqiu said: "You don't like it, I'll take off my makeup when I leave the city, okay?" Miyamoto Musashi nodded.

After a period of silence, Miyamoto Musashi said, "How can you find a way to save me?" Wang Shuqiu said: "I begged the emperor's uncle, and then I let you out." Miyamoto Musashi said: "It turned out to be the palace, and it was really extraordinary." The carriage stopped, and someone lifted the curtain and said, "County Lord, the little one wants to return to the prince." ”

Miyamoto Musashi got out of the carriage first, and although he only jumped slightly, he actually shook it. Wang Shuqiu also got out of the carriage, and the carriage turned to the city. Wang Shuqiu said: "Miyamoto, why are you unsteady?" Miyamoto Musashi smiled bitterly and said, "The medicinal power is still there, it's really powerful!" Wang Shuqiu said: "There is a stone pavilion here, let's rest." "The stone pavilion is not big, but it is more than enough for two people.

Wang Shuqiu said: "Miyamoto, where are we going now?" Miyamoto Musashi said: "Go back to Kaifeng to take revenge, and then send you back to Yangzhou." Wang Shuqiu said: "Aren't you going to find Sikong Yiming to compete?" Miyamoto Musashi said: "This person is called a grandmaster in vain. I don't care to compete with such villains. ”

"Really? I'd love to compete with you! I saw that Sikong Yiming came with compassion, and the entire stone pavilion had been surrounded by more than 20 people. Pedestrians on the road fled in fright when they saw more than 20 people holding swords. Sikong Yiming said: "Your Excellency's life is really big, and you can't be cured." Wang Shuqiu said indignantly: "You are too despicable, you don't compete in martial arts, and you are looking for someone to plot." Now do you want to kill people? ”

Sikong Yiming said: "I looked away, and I didn't think that you and King Fu had a leg." Hao'er shouted from the side: "Hey! Miyamoto Musashi, your wife is getting along with other men, and you have become a bastard with your turtle son! It's a pity that you don't wear a hat, otherwise you will be green. The crowd burst into laughter.

Wang Shuqiu was full of hatred and clenched her fists. Miyamoto Musashi was furious: "Bastard! A bunch of shameless people! Hao'er said: "Boy, you are still in the dark, don't believe it, ask the slut next to you." Miyamoto Musashi held the hilt of his sword in his hand, and wanted to get up and hack Hao'er to death, but his feet were floating, and he couldn't use one-tenth of his usual tenth.

Sikong Yiming saw the cheapness and said: "I have defeated more than a dozen masters in the Central Plains in a row, but I have earned enough face." But as the head of the Taiji Sword, how can I allow you, a Dongying ghost, to be so arrogant, kill you, and raise my eyebrows for the Central Plains Martial Arts. Miyamoto Musashi said: "It is also disgraceful to win by despicable means." Sikong Yiming smiled: "As long as I can kill you, who will care about my methods." In the future, I will have a higher status in the martial arts, and in the near future, I am afraid that even Shaolin and Wudang will bow down to me. ”

His disciples followed with a shout, "Good! There were even disciples who shouted "Martial Arts Supreme", which was really arrogant. Hao'er shouted: "Master, what are you talking about with them, kill this pair of dog men and women, and eliminate harm for the martial arts, anyway, they have left the Fuwang Mansion, we have nothing to worry about." He didn't wait for the master to give orders, if he wanted to make a meritorious contribution, he stabbed Miyamoto Musashi with his sword.

Wang Shuqiu hated this person, and it was really unforgivable. She pulled out a knife from Miyamoto Musashi, and just as Hao'er's sword stabbed her, she raised her knife and slashed at him while he was unguarded. Sikong Yiming said, "Hao'er, be careful!" Before he finished speaking, Hao'er had been split by Wang Shuqiu's shoulders and chest. Hao'er screamed and fell in a pool of blood.

The disciples exclaimed: "This Dongying Po knows martial arts!" "Gao Zhenghao, as a big disciple, how could he let his master get into danger and even pounce on Wang Shuqiu with a sword. Miyamoto Musashi said in a deep voice: "The left and right are split, and the middle is real." Three tricks to take his life! Wang Shuqiu didn't have time to think about it, according to Miyamoto Musashi's words, with a left split, Gao Zhenghao hurriedly dodged, and sharpened his sword and slashed Wang Shuqiu's wrist with one move. Wang Shuqiu didn't wait for the left split to run out, the right split came, Gao Zhenghao raised his sword to frame her knife, wanted to stick the knife with internal force, and then knocked her knife away with a twisted sword. Wang Shuqiu is still a false split.

I saw Wang Shuqiu's knife slashing from it, after two false splits, Gao Zhenghao was a little annoyed, as if he was teased by his opponent, thinking that Wang Shuqiu's third knife was still a false move, and regardless of whether this knife could really split, the sword stabbed her heart from the middle palace. Wang Shuqiu saw that there was a great opportunity, and the knife was as fast as lightning, and cut off half of Gao Zhenghao's head.

Sikong Yiming felt a pain in his heart, and lost two beloved disciples one after another, he raised his sword and said: "Everyone go up together, chop the two dog men and women into meat sauce, and avenge Zhenghao and Hao'er." All the disciples rushed up. Miyamoto Musashi said: "Don't care about me, concentrate on meeting the enemy." ”

Wang Shuqiu held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and there was no bottom in his heart, unlike the last time he dealt with the bandits, this time he was a person who knew authentic martial arts. It's not just a three-legged cat. Sure enough, everyone made a move, not like a thief, chopping and chopping, without rules, and full of flaws. Wang Shuqiu knew that today's battle was not trivial, he had only practiced martial arts for a month, and the heat was still far behind, and he had poor experience with anyone in the crowd. And in the face of more than 20 people at once, it is definitely not something that can be defeated by courage.

Although Wang Shuqiu slashed a few, there were too many people, which overwhelmed her, and she was in danger several times. She peeked at Miyamoto Musashi, only to see him sitting with his scabbard casually fending off the attacks of several swordsmen, seemingly powerless. Wang Shuqiu was so distracted that a cut was made on her left arm, and blood flowed out. When the swordsmen saw that Wang Shuqiu was injured, they were all excited, and their moves were even more spicy.

Miyamoto Musashi's voice came from afar: "Ajuan, calm down, you must achieve the unity of man and sword." Death to those who stand in my way! When Wang Shuqiu heard this, her heart was set up, and she made a ruthless move. Dongying knife method is known as fierce, ruthless, and domineering, and it is practiced to the highest level, and it can be said that "when you meet a god and kill a god, you can kill a Buddha when you meet a Buddha". And the Dongying knife is like a sword but not a sword, like a knife not a knife, and it is most suitable for slashing. Although Wang Shuqiu only practiced swordsmanship for a month, this month he exercised his physique, developed hardships and hard work, strong willpower, and practiced the "Yijin Sutra", so that the strength in his body flowed endlessly.

After fighting for a long time, Wang Shuqiu became more and more courageous, and although all the swordsmen said that they practiced swords longer than Wang Shuqiu, they developed arrogance and lasciviousness, and could not fight the enemy for a long time. Soon, several swordsmen were stabbed to death by Wang Shuqiu. Wang Shuqiu killed several swordsmen, and gradually gained the advantage, but the wound on his left arm continued to bleed, and he didn't have time to bandage it. The blood flowed more and more, and suddenly I felt that my left arm was heavy and lightheaded.

Seeing Wang Shuqiu's footsteps, a swordsman saw the opportunity, shook his sword, stretched out his leg and swept her, tripping her to the ground. More than a dozen long swords stabbed at Wang Shuqiu's body together, and she was stabbed into a hornet's nest. When it was too late, I saw a figure flash, and all the swordsmen's heads were cut off. Wang Shuqiu covered her wound and looked at it, it was Miyamoto Musashi. I couldn't help but wonder, didn't he have the power of medicine to get rid of it?

Miyamoto Musashi shouted, slashing people as easily as chopping onions, and in a moment all the swordsmen were killed. Sikong Yiming exclaimed: "It turns out that you are pretending." Miyamoto Musashi said: "Otherwise, how can I lead you out of the cave." Wang Shuqiu flashed a thought, Miyamoto Musashi actually cheated. Miyamoto Musashi said: "Ajuan, take a good look at my swordsmanship. He beckoned to Sikong Yiming with his Dongying knife. Give full play to all the characteristics of the Dongying knife.

Although Sikong Yiming has been immersed in the Taiji Sword for many years, he gradually became a little unbearable under such a fierce attack of the Dongying Knife. First, Sikong Yiming is nearly fifty after all, and secondly, in recent years, the family has a lot of money, pampered and pampered, and after twenty-three moves, Sikong Yiming can no longer resist, and he wants to escape with a false move. Miyamoto Musashi hated this man so much that he was allowed to stay in the world, so he rushed forward and stabbed a hole, spilling blood on the ground. Miyamoto Musashi shouted loudly to vent all the depression of these days. Wang Shuqiu leaned on the stone pillar, not only admiring Miyamoto Musashi's high martial arts, but also resourcefulness, worthy of both wisdom and bravery.