Houfu Teaching Field.

Lu Shaoqing stood with his hands in his hands, with a smile on his face.

Zhu Shili didn't know when to put on a dark color suit and stood three feet away from Lu Shaoqing.

Tie Rugui and Nanshan watched stupidly on the side, thinking about the few words of conversation with Lu Shaoqing just now.

"Shaoqing, what did you say? What pity is cherished? ”

"Idiot, didn't you find out that this 'pig is you' a girl's house?"

"Auntie...... Nun...... Girl!!! ”

"Look at it, when it comes to girls, her mouth is not good, it seems that she really has to take you out to see the world."

"Then why does she dress as a man?"

"Why? …… Well, it must be for convenience, after all, he is the county lord of the golden branch and jade leaf. ”

"County ...... County...... Princess!!! ”

"Can you have a little bit of interest, follow Wu Youzhao, the king of Northern Liang, to my Xianyong Marquis Mansion, except for his precious daughter, Wu Qianqian, who is known as the 'Ten Complete County Lord', who else can there be?"

"Ten perfect county lords? …… Wu Qianqian......"

……

Lu Shaoqing looked provocative, pointed to the knife holder on the side, and asked:

"Brother Zhu, at the end of today's order, why don't you compare with the two wooden knives that I and Rugui Shizi practice on weekdays?"

Zhu Shili, no, it should be called Wu Qianqian, snorted coldly, frowned slightly, drew his sword and pointed directly at Lu Shaoqing:

"The young marquis is not too young, why do you still like to play with children's things."

Lu Shaoqing was overwhelmed by one sentence, thinking that this county lord's eldest lady was sassy and heroic, and she was indeed not inferior to a man in terms of momentum.

Looking at the sword in the county lord's hand, it is full of light and sharp like a torch, which is obviously not extraordinary.

Where are you going to find a knife worthy of that sword?

When he hesitated, Lu Shaoqing suddenly glanced at the long knife in Nanshan's hand, and shouted at Tie Rugui:

"As home, as home, lend me your sword."

Tie Rugui was still in a trance, but Nanshan hugged the barren moon tightly, looking at Lu Shaoqing vigilantly, with a posture of vowing to live and die with the sword.

Lu Shaoqing was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, ran to Tie Rugui in three or two steps, and saw that he was still staring at Wu Qianqian, so he shook him twice, suppressed his throat and said:

"Don't look at it! This Nizi is too fierce, I'll take you out at night to see what a pink lady is, let your little brother lend me a knife! ”

Tie Rugui was stunned for a moment, and a blush was added to his face, then he nodded and said to Nanshan:

"Nanshan, lend the knife to Shaoqing."

Nanshan reluctantly handed over the knife and muttered in a low voice:

"Be careful."

Deserted Moon started, Lu Shaoqing suddenly felt as if there was a chill stretching from the hilt of the knife, and before the knife was unsheathed, it seemed that he could already see the cold light on the blade through the pure black scabbard.

"Good knife ......"

Even Lu Shaoqing couldn't help but sigh softly, this knife was too different from the long steel knife he used before.

"Draw your sword!"

only heard a clear voice, and Zhu Shili had already put on a posture.

Lu Shaoqing raised his eyebrows, pulled out the knife from the sheath, and the cold light appeared, and the sunlight seemed to be dark for a moment.

Wu Qianqian glanced sideways slightly, and was also shaken by the sword light, and then looked at it intently, only to see that the long knife in Lu Shaoqing's hand was clumsy, but the blade was as dazzling as the bright moon.

Wu Qianqian was born in the Northern Liang Palace, since she was a child, she was smart and studious, outstanding in writing, and followed the good martial arts of Wu Youzhao, the king of Northern Liang.

She has seen countless so-called divine blades that she has touched since she was a child, and the "Crane Song" sword in her hand is also one in a million, but when she saw the barren moon, she suddenly felt that those ordinary products were like broken copper and iron, and even the crane song in her hand was beyond her reach.

But that Lu Da Shaohou didn't seem to know the goods at all, such a treasure knife in his hand, but he just said "good knife" frivolously, and then put on a posture of no one in his eyes, not even a parrying posture, casually put the knife on his shoulder, and looked at the opponent with his head high.

Such a person is worthy of such a knife?

The little bit of jealousy in my heart turned into a majestic sword aura from my hand into the sword, and a strong wind seemed to blow on the ground on the teaching field.

Wu Qianqian moved with the wind and stabbed at Lu Shaoqing with a sword.

Lu Shaoqing originally thought that this county lord lady would just know how to embroider her legs, and she would rely on her father's reputation to "ask for advice" from people everywhere.

However, at this moment, this person who was wrapped in the naïve qi of the dragon armor shield and rushed towards him like a siege cone, how could he be like a daughter and nobleman above the boudoir.

Lu Shaoqing practiced knife skills for two months, and was familiar with the hundred sword books, thinking that it was more than enough to deal with a little girl, and boasted to Tie Rugui that he wanted to "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" in Haikou.

But now it seems that compared with Wu Qianqian, his own set can be regarded as a showmanship.

But if Lu Shaoqing was asked to immediately disarm and beg for mercy, he would be unwilling, but he was also the son of Lu Dingguo, the first brave marquis in the world.

Thousands of pages of knife scores flew in his mind like a wind rolling leaves, and suddenly, Lu Shaoqing suddenly remembered that there was a style of "Nine Steps to the Sky" in the "Futian Knife" of the Nangong family in the North, and the knife spectrum cloud "You Tianxing nine steps, avoiding the front, and hitting to the point of not reaching." ”

Immediately gather the strength of the whole body under the feet, according to the nine-step footwork of the two instruments, three talents and four elephants in the knife spectrum, the feet are constantly handed over, and the four feet around the body are turned into nine palaces, and the whole body is not sluggish, not delayed, the clouds change, and the figures are intertwined.

This set of footwork made Wu Qianqian feel dazzled, and the sword momentum froze, only to hear a piercing screech of staggered blades, and the crane sword and the barren moon knife brushed by.

Lu Shaoqing was able to avoid a blow, a set of "Nine Steps in the Sky" made him almost exhausted, one of them almost fell, quickly supported by a knife, turned over and reluctantly jumped out of the range of Wu Qianqian's sword momentum, withdrew three zhang away, sweating profusely, sideburns scattered, very embarrassed.

Wu Qianqian looked at Lu Shaoqing with a little surprise, and then looked at the sword in her hand, although her true qi was constricted and she didn't use all her strength, it shouldn't have been so easy for Lu Shaoqing to dodge.

Although the young marquis master's footwork is exquisite, his foot strength is vain, obviously he has not cultivated the internal strength of the heart, and he can retreat under the sword style infused with the innocence of the dragon armor shield with just one set of footwork.

Lu Shaoqing was gasping for breath, thinking that this Wu Qianqian actually cultivated the same domineering internal strength as his father, and he had no internal strength in his physical body.

Big husband, can bend and stretch!

Lu Shaoqing arched his hand and shouted:

"Brother Zhu! Good swordsmanship! Lu is willing to bow down! ”

Wu Qianqian was obviously unsatisfied, and swung out a sword and said:

"No winner! Again! ”

Immediately, I saw Wu Qianqian descending the mountain like a white tiger, and the sword qi was intertwined into a dense net around her body, and she rushed straight towards Lu Shaoqing again.

Lu Shaoqing was at the end of a strong crossbow at this time, and he was no longer able to parry, and he just wanted to beg for mercy and surrender with a thick skin, but he saw that Wu Qianqian was already like lightning and fire, and he was only three feet away from him.

It's too late!!

At the last moment, a black shadow flashed in, across the two of them, followed by a black sword light.

Listening to the loud sound of the "bell", the Crane Ming Sword was forced open by a long knife with a black body.

Wu Qianqian was also forced to take ten steps back, her face was flushed, and her chest rose and fell.

"Huang?!"