The sword is merry in the rivers and lakes, and the sword is full of blood on the battlefield.

This may be the true cognition of the great general Gu Jiantang's heart.

After General Gu stabbed three more times, he stopped.

Zhang Yange stood a little embarrassed, but Gu Jiantang's knife really didn't hurt him.

Gu Jiantang can indeed make a few more knives, but if he really defeats Zhang Yange with more than a dozen knives, where will he put his old face?

"Your Vajra Realm is indeed the strongest in the world." Gu Jiantang said sincerely, "Come on, let me see your knife!"

Zhang Yange felt that there should be no problem with taking another five or six stabs, but General Gu didn't seem to have any interest in cutting himself anymore.

Zhang Yange pulled out the Beiliang knife on his waist.

"This is Xu Xiao's handle, right?" Gu Jiantang asked.

"Yes." Zhang Yange nodded.

"His sword is an ordinary knife, not worthy of you! This Nanhua of mine is more suitable for you." I don't know what Gu Jiantang has in mind to say this.

"I'm comfortable with this knife." Zhang Yange didn't seem to understand.

Gu Jiantang didn't talk nonsense anymore, "Come on! Let me see your knife! Don't just talk big, but the knife skills are common!"

His voice had just fallen.

Zhang Yange's sword gushed out.

The pitch-black sword made Gu Jiantang slightly surprised.

"You have thoroughly learned Li Chungang's two-sleeved green snake, but the knife is not the same as the sword!"

"It's not the same." After Zhang Yange finished speaking, he went straight out of the knife.

Zhang Yange's knife technique has always been a simple and direct path.

From the first time he killed people with a short knife, Zhang Yange felt that killing people with a knife was really simple.

In the Yitian World, except for the set of Five Tiger Broken Door Knives, Zhang Yange did not dabble in many other knife techniques.

In the world of wind and clouds, it is a real beginning to practice knives.

When he arrived in the snow, he fused the knife techniques of the three worlds into one furnace and created the eight methods in the knife, and Zhang Yange embarked on the smooth road of the knife path.

Later, Qi Lianhua taught him to practice calligraphy, which raised Zhang Yange's swordsmanship to a very high level.

But he didn't use the knife much, and facing Gu Jiantang today, Zhang Yange really wanted him to see his knife skills.

A sweep of the North Cool Knife!

Zhang Yange's sword seemed to divide the heavens and the earth, and as soon as the Nanhua knife was horizontal, Gu Jiantang was swept by Zhang Yange and directly pushed out a step.

And then it cracked!

Crackling and sweeping are the two most commonly used knife techniques.

But Zhang Yange's two moves are like splashing ink.

His knife skills are simply art.

It's nothing but the art of killing.

Gu Jiantang's hand qi knife fell, and a thunderbolt fell.

This is blocking Zhang Yange's crackling!

The sound of the white emperor is shocked, and the ghosts and gods are crying cold!

"You've condensed the world's sword techniques into eight moves?" Gu Jiantang exclaimed.

"I've always thought it's easy to kill with a knife, and you don't need so many bells and whistles." Zhang Yange replied seriously.

"Hahaha, you also think there are bells and whistles with a sword?"

"I didn't say that." Zhang Yange didn't have a good airway. This guy always likes yin people, if Zhang Yange dares to say the bells and whistles of using a sword, then Li Jianshen will definitely come to him for trouble.

Zhang Yange stopped talking, and the remaining six moves.

Coherent! ….

Zhang Yange took out the knife without any scruples, making Gu Jiantang a little in a hurry.

The last eight moves are exhausted.

The sword qi in a radius of more than ten miles has not dissipated for a long time.

The nearby buildings were all cut in half, and the incisions were smooth and neat.

"No fight!" Gu Jiantang said angrily.

Zhang Yange was a little unsatisfied. "Isn't that going to fight?"

"Aren't you just eight knives, I've read it all, what else are you fighting!" Gu Jiantang returned Nanhua to the sheath. "You really don't want this Nanhua of mine?

Is Xu Xiao's knife that good!"

Zhang Yange shook his head, "Brother Xu's love for giving the knife can't be forgotten."

Gu Jiantang understood this, and he was even more unhappy in his heart.

He waved his hand, "If it's all right, get out of here."

Zhang Yange looked at Gu Jiantang with amusement, this general who later wanted to sell Liyang to Xu Fengnian with a bowl of dumplings was too smart.

Such a person can achieve something, but he can't achieve great things!

Zhang Yange really turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Gu Jiantang couldn't help but speak in the end, he really cherished his talents. "You're here for two liaos, if you leave like this. Others will inevitably say that I, Gu Jiantang, am a little childish!

Please have a drink before leaving, don't refuse! For the sake of the swordsmen."

Seeing that he said this, Zhang Yange did not refuse.

This villa was already destroyed, and Gu Jiantang took Zhang Yange to another mansion. Anyway, these guys are really glorious and rich, with fine clothes and fine food.

There are many domestic servants in this house, and when they saw Gu Jiantang coming, they prepared wine and food after a while.

The wine is rice wine!

However, this yellow wine has a translucent color, like gold.

Zhang Yange has only drunk such a drink in Beiliang.

He doesn't taste good or bad when he drinks, drink!

Drinking is more of a mood.

"Come and sit down." Gu Jiantang pointed to the location and said.

Zhang Yange naturally wouldn't be polite to him, and the two of them chatted while eating.

"I saw the shadow of Qi Lianhua in your sword technique, and the old guy is still alive?" Gu Jiantang took a sip of wine and asked.

When the rice wine entered his throat, he still frowned.

It was really that he didn't like this kind of soft wine, and the servant who was waiting for him immediately changed Gu Jiantang to a kind of spirit.

"Burn the knife! Take a sip and warm your whole body, that's what a man drinks." Gu Jiantang said to Zhang Yange.

"Whether a man is a man or not is not judged by what kind of alcohol he drinks." Zhang Yange took a bite of game and said.

Gu Jiantang really felt that he was incompatible with this guy.

"You haven't met Jiang Axe?" Gu Jiantang calmed down and said.

"Yes." Zhang Yange paused and replied.

"I wanted that guy to give you some trouble, but I didn't expect him to even fart." Gu Jiantang scolded dissatisfiedly.

He put down his wine glass and glanced at Zhang Yange, and said helplessly, "But I also understand him, it's really hard for people to hate a guy like you."

Zhang Yange ate indifferently, and Gu Jiantang talked about knife skills again. This Zhang Yange came to his senses, and the two of them chatted until the second half of the night.

Gu Jiantang was drunk, and Zhang Yange settled him and turned to leave. After Zhang Yange left, Gu Jiantang got up like no one else.

He asked the butler who was serving him, "Did you say that this Yan Ge saw that I was pretending to be drunk?"

"I didn't even see it, and that Mr. Zhang shouldn't have seen it either." The butler spoke.

"That's good, so he Zhang Yange should always remember me." Gu Jiantang said with a laugh.

Zhang Yange knew from the beginning that Gu Jiantang was pretending to be drunk.

Because according to the amount of alcohol he drinks, how could Gu Jiantang's battle-hardened killing talent be so easy to get drunk.

However, people deliberately sold it well, and Zhang Yange also took it.

It's a big deal to take him less next time and save him some face.

lq.

August South Su