Chapter 265: No Knife Flow
The spring breeze here drives away the fog, and the peaks are thin and out of the clouds. At the beginning of dawn on the mountain, the sun is gradually rising, the sun is gradually flourishing, the sound of the forest has the early spring warm spots, the branches and shadows are swaying, and the scenery is pleasant.
The song forgets its worries and is not in the mood to appreciate such a scene, and naturally it is impossible to see the five majestic characters on the door of Zhanggaozhuang, as well as the actual meaning of the couplet
"Stop fighting for martial arts, turn fighting for silk" eight words. Under the leadership of Lao Zhaohua, he entered the sword village, and the surroundings were clanging and noisy, and these swordsmen from the north and south of the river would not notice the two.
Every day, the swordsmen who come to this Zhongyue Sword Village are not one hundred but also eighty, and they all want to be able to gain something here, especially around February 2 every year, this Zhuangzi will also have these swordsmanship from all over the world, everyone spontaneously holds a Zhongyue sword discussion, and elects the leader of the kendo to sit here, and solve the doubts for the later generations to preach and receive karma, and attract martial artists or look at the excitement, and there are countless people.
In addition, there are many flowers to rest in this place, how can the arrival of Waka Forget Worry and the elders of the beggar gang attract the attention of others?
The old man beckoned to flowers, and a thin and young man called Hua stepped forward and pointed to a corner of the yard. There is also a squatting flower, leaning against the courtyard wall, with his head buried in his legs, hugging his knees and sleeping.
The old called Hua Dao: "That person came last night, very strange, when my disciple greeted, he couldn't speak clearly, only said that there was a famine in his hometown and fell here, the accent can't be heard where he is from, some people say that it is the tone of the Japanese side to learn the official dialect of the Great Zhou, look at the portrait from the leader of the He Gang, the outline is not far from ten." "And the song forgot the worries and turned his head towards the old flower,
"Not sure?" Intimidated by the fierceness of the tall man's breath in front of him, Hua Zhiwu explained: "This dress is similar to ours, the portrait is clean, and I couldn't see it clearly last night. "A few days ago, I had a brief fight with Hanyu Hutao in Kaifeng City, when I first came to Da Zhou, I was wearing Zhou Zheng, and at this time, it was estimated that it was also to avoid the siege, and I wanted to come out of this strategy to dress up like this.
Fortunately, at that time, He Qingshan kept an eye on it and painted a portrait, so as not to lose the trace of the other party along the way.
It's just that it's really unpredictable, Hanyu Kumoto will pretend to be a beggar all the way to Hanako, and Kazuka forgets his worries anyway, I can't imagine how he can stand it?
And the song forgot the worries and carried the bamboo pole in his hand,
"Tell me where it is, if he will try it." The old flower general said the location, but it was also detailed, and he also told how many steps he had to walk.
Waka forgot his worries and walked away. Unlike that day, when he first came to Dazhou, his spirit and momentum were leaked, and at this time, he was surrounded and chased for several days, so he naturally did not dare to expose it in the slightest, and he could understand why Hanyu Hutao's sharpness could be clearly felt at the moment.
It is more than two steps apart, guarding against the other party after confirming the identity, and the song forgets to forget the worries is just a poke out.
The bottom of the bamboo pole, which was as thick as the rivets, came to an abrupt halt less than half an inch in front of Hanako.
Pointing at its head without a single difference. This is the key point of a one-hit killing. The other party did not move. Waka forgets his worries and does not give up the temptation because of the other party's indifference, on the contrary, from the time he came to the time he made the move, there was no reaction to show the strangeness of this.
Who would ignore the provocations of outsiders? People who have ghosts in their hearts. And the song forgets to worry and lightly lifts the bamboo pole, knocking on this unresponsive call flower,
"Hanyu walnut, are you still pretending?" Dressed in tatters, Hanako looked up, with a dirty face that had not been cleaned for a long time, and people couldn't see the original appearance, but it was really difficult for this group of beggars, even if they could guess eight or nine without leaving ten, it was also powerful.
"Did you recognize the wrong person?" Hanako was half-asleep and sleepy. He Ge raised his head, the corners of his mouth curled up with two scars wrinkled slightly, and his eyelids lifted to reveal moon-white eyes, I don't know whether to call them hideous or harmonious.
"Although I can't see it, and I can't distinguish the accent of the Great Zhou official dialect, even if you pretend to be a beggar, I didn't even dare to determine your identity just now. But when you smell your unique smell, you can't go wrong. "The bamboo pole of the song forgets worries and is replaced with the left hand, and the four fingers of the right hand are together, and the tiger's mouth is wide open, and the bamboo pole is separated by an inch.
Taking a step back with his right foot, he bowed as if jumping. Fu Ying swordsmanship, draw the sword and slash, starting style. With a dark face that couldn't be seen clearly, Hanako looked up at the prince of Fuying, who was ready to make a move, from the bottom up, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Hanako relaxed very casually, and didn't care too much about guarding against the other party's attack at any time, even if it was close at hand, he didn't feel at ease at all.
"But you can't do it." Hanyu Kumo, whose identity was obviously determined by these words, smiled,
"At least not here." For this vague statement, Waka Forgetfulness was only regarded as a deliberate delay by the other party, but he only fought once, and just by virtue of that brief confrontation, Waka Forgetfulness, who knew the truth about the same, did not want to give the mysterious source of the unknown figure in Fuying in front of him the slightest opportunity to take advantage of it.
Wage forgot his worries, and the cold light appeared, and the narrow knife hidden in the bamboo pole came out of its sheath, pulling out a sharp and piercing whistle from the bottom up.
Hanyu Kumo, who pretended to be a beggar just to confuse his line of sight to avoid pursuit, didn't care much on the surface, and secretly he had already been doubly careful, just seeing the other party's right shoulder move, this first person who didn't know his strength level was pressed sideways to the ground, and his figure rushed out of the ground, dodging this abrupt blow.
Coming from behind my ears
"Bang", you don't need to look at it to know that it is the white knife and bamboo gentleman who is famous for his exquisite beauty in the eleven works of the supreme great industry, and slashed on the courtyard wall behind the position he just was.
This knife is not only because of its sharpness, but also because it is small and delicate enough to be placed in the bamboo pole, and some of the knife casters in the future are amazed and astonished.
And it is said that this knife is divided into three, because one is as thin as a willow branch, one is as thin as a cicada wing, and one is round and straight as a bamboo, so it is named willow branch, cicada wing, and bamboo gentleman, and together they are called bamboo gentlemen.
The main knife bamboo gentleman is the one in the hand of the song, which is long and narrow in the same body, straight up and down, and the hair is extremely sharp.
As for the other two, they are only rumors, and it is unknown where they are, whether they were left behind by the people or destroyed in the long river of history.
I know very well that the prince who returned to Fuying seven or eight years ago said that he would combine the sword qi and the sword art into one, and at the beginning of the thirty-six years of Fuying, even as a prince, no one would believe that he could be famous with his skills, seven years ago, the Waka family ended the Fuying civil war strongly, won the emperor, reorganized the mission and called the minister Da Zhou, and the mission held the festival order is His Royal Highness the prince of the Fuying East Palace.
After returning to Fuying, it was only less than two years, and the prince entered the 36th Fuying crowd with a high-profile bamboo gentleman, and it was difficult to get to the fifth position in one fell swoop.
Hanyu didn't dare to take him lightly. It was not to stop at all, Hanyu Walnut was like a swallow skimming the water and sliding out of the range of Waka's attack without stagnation, and his legs kicked the wall again like a fish swimming out of a position, and before he could get up, his ears came again
"Ding" sound. It is a waka that forgets worries and does not drag the mud and water. Two blows in one go, as fast as lightning.
Hanyu Kumoto rolled to his feet, his hand already reaching into the tattered robe that he had picked up out of nowhere.
Hanyu Kumo, who was supposed to draw his blade, began to retreat when Waka forgot to worry about it and came back. Speaking of Jianzhuang covers an area of 100 acres, only divided into the front yard and residence, all of which are built by the predecessors from generation to generation, and the three families of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism on the mountain will also help, so they have the current scale.
There are more than 100 bedrooms, all of which are simple wooden huts, only used for rest, in fact, for these people who go south and north and do not pay attention to the rivers and lakes, it is enough to shelter from the wind and rain.
And the entire Jianjian Village alone accounts for three of the four. Inherited to this day, this and Shuzhong Sword Pavilion are respected by the world's swordsmen at the same time as the place of the two kendo holy places, which is not only limited to the sword place, but also a place where people in the martial arts learn martial arts and exchange experiences.
Hanyu Kumoto, who had never made a move, swept towards the weapon rack. Fu Ying's unique body style, suitable for a small range of flashing and moving but not suitable for long-distance running, the two of them one after the other, in the courtyard of those who got up early in the morning to fight between the martial artists, the body is extremely fast, a dodge and a chase, through the inevitable factor of outsiders around him, at least the song forgets the sorrow and hurts the innocent, the white knife and bamboo gentleman in his hand did not dare to swing at will, so he had to return the knife to the sheath.
Because of this, Hanyu Hutao has the upper hand, although the other party's blindness does not prevent his body from being agile and fast, but it is also gradually distancing himself and moving away from each other.
The two of them were as fast as swimming fish, shuttling through the crowd, slowly causing dissatisfaction among these people in the rivers and lakes.
They are all looking for acquaintances to fight, these two people chase and flee as if they are making trouble, and sometimes the moves at a critical moment are broken by these two people, so how to fight?
Isn't this a mess? The complaints gradually rose, and some of them had already begun to scold their mothers. This is exactly what Hanyu Kuruma wants to see the most, and naturally it will not be what Waka likes to forget.
It was originally relying on the sensitive hearing of people far beyond ordinary people to identify foreign objects, and now someone is deliberately pushing, and the consequence is that the distance between the two has increased to more than a foot again.
Hanyu Hutao's voice could no longer be heard in his ears, and the qi machine suddenly released from the operation of the mental method he had practiced since childhood, trying to sense where the other party was, but it was also in vain.
There are already hot tempers that have begun to push. In a hurry, Wage forgot his worries and said loudly: "Come and help me." "A few people named Hanako, who slept on the periphery until three poles before going down the mountain to beg for food, naturally understood that this was a task sent by their own little gang leader, and they were also working very hard during this time, knowing that this tall man with scars on his face was a friend of the gang leader, and now he was squatting at the base of the wall one by one, thinking about seizing the opportunity to come out in front of the gang leader.
Hearing the voice of the waka forgetting worries, the old man replied loudly, "Left." Hearing this reminder, Waka forgot to worry and quickly turned to the right, but he didn't move a few steps under his feet, and finally sensed where Hanyu Hutao was again, but he was blocked by a sudden person, and when he dodged away, where could he find it again?
"Five steps ahead." Even if there is a foil, Waka, who doesn't want to delay anymore, forgets his worries and stands up.
With the body as the center of the circle, the rolling gas machine surging out. He straightened his arms and lifted the bamboo pole to chest-high height. The qi machine climbed sharply, forcing the people around him to retreat in unison, vacating a radius of space.
"No knife flow." The majestic qi machine burst out with the bamboo pole in his hand, and the song forgot to worry about the wrist and shook to attract the power of heaven and earth, and it was suddenly suppressed to the extreme, like the boredom before the storm, and the straight teaching people couldn't breathe.
There are tornadoes rising from the ground. Thick as a person, wrapped around a bamboo pole, endless. Say it softly
"Offended", the prince of Fuying East Palace threw out the bamboo pole in his hand.
"Big tornado." The monstrous weather was pervasive, and where the tornado passed, people turned over on their backs.