Jiangnan Yizhou City

If the Jiangnan Poetry Club is a grand ceremony for people from all over the world to gather, then the sword conference held in this Yanyulou is an opportunity for the world's young warriors to rise in one fell swoop.

The person who won the top of the martial arts will be famous in the past and the present, and leave a name in history.

The streets of Yizhou City are like Luzhou more than a month ago, and there are many more people on the streets than before, but they are different from when they were in Luzhou, when the streets came and went with literati holding scrolls and books.

And now the people who come and go on the streets of Yizhou all look strong, with thick shoulders and round waists, and they are not Jiangnan people at a glance, they must be the martial artists who came from all over the world to see the sword conference.

Where there are many martial artists, there are naturally many strong and aggressive things, which is not a coincidence, but Yun Musheng and his party met one.

"Fuck off! This is the position that Lao Tzu first looks at. ”

In the Xuanji Teahouse, Yun Musheng and his friends were drinking tea and listening to books, but a strong man with five or five big and three thick suddenly broke in and wanted to drive them away quite unreasonably.

"It turns out that a rugged person like you also has Yaxing to cook tea in this teahouse, what's the matter, the money in your pocket is not enough for you to buy wine?"

Yun Musheng was unmoved, but looked at the big idiot in front of him with a smile.

The strong man heard the ridicule between Yun Musheng's words, and his heart became angry, and he picked up a sledgehammer on his waist and posed as if he was going to take his life, only to see that the sledgehammer smashed down, and Feng Wan's right hand hidden under the table had already touched the dagger on his waist, but it was held down by Mo Yuqing.

Mo Yuqing smiled faintly, looked at Miao Xian'er, who happened to come back from outside, and shouted, "Xian'er, how about showing your hand to your brother Fengwan." ”

Miao Xian'er's hands and feet were neat, and her two fingers were fiercely on the strong man's shoulder and neck, and the two points of the ring were fierce, and the strong man suddenly froze as if his limbs were paralyzed, and the sledgehammer in his hand fell and hit his footboard, so painful that he rolled on the ground and screamed.

Everyone couldn't help laughing at his embarrassed appearance, and then a sturdy man walked in from outside the teahouse, his appearance was very similar to the person in front of him, and it looked like a brotherhood.

"Huzi, didn't my brother say it, those who look thin and weak are not necessarily as good as you, I think when the eldest brother was young, he just provoked a thin woman, and he thought she was a bully, who knows...

"Alas, I know, I know, isn't it just that I took a few people to arrest the woman and was rescued by a master, you have nagged several times, don't we have to fight for breath when we practice martial arts, I don't want to be like a big brother like you!"

The strong man called the tiger seemed to be dissatisfied with his eldest brother's cowardly appearance on the ground, and the eldest brother was worried about his younger brother, who was as troublesome as he was when he was younger.

"What a few people, dozens of people at that time, dozens of people! The essence of being killed by a strange man from nowhere! Can you give your eldest brother peace of mind! ”

"Alas, I know, I know... Cut, nest waste. Huzi stood up and reluctantly followed the eldest brother out of the teahouse, and some dissatisfied mutters could still be heard in his mouth. This farce has added a bit of fun to this ordinary and leisurely teahouse.

After the farce, everyone returned to their own elegant tea and laughter, Yun Musheng looked at the Ninghuai River outside the window, at the end of the river is the Longkou rudder that has been transformed into a trade dock by Li Qinghe, and on the side is a continuous hillside, there were many glorious heroic villas in the mountains, and now they have only become the old site.

Look at the moss-covered Liuxing Bridge at the entrance of the teahouse, say that it is not wide and narrow or not narrow, you say that it is wide, he was once the wrong path that the young man in red lost, and you say that it is narrow, and it witnesses the broad mind of the girl in Tsing Yi. In a small corner of Yizhou in the south of the Yangtze River, every ordinary scenery actually records a long story.

has been in Huayun for more than ten years, time is like a white horse, but in just a few months in Jiangnan, Yun Musheng has tasted the sweetness and bitterness of the world, this Jianghu is really a place that is not easy to mix.

A board rang, the storyteller finished today's story, and several people also left their seats, after all, the sword conference was imminent, Yun Musheng had to hurry up and practice, and when he left, he looked at the Haojie Tomb in the distance, and he could smell a trace of lotus flowers in this winter season.

Xiao Er felt a little strange when he closed the table, there were six teacups left on the empty coffee table, four were empty, and two were full.

Jiangnan Yanyu Building

After Yun Musheng returned to Yanyu Building, he hurriedly ran to the dojo, pulled Feng Wan and Mo Yuqing to practice martial arts, and Hua Wuming, Tan Weiyang, Miao Xian'er and others watched from the dojo upstairs from time to time. It's just that Hua Xiaoqi didn't know where he ran again, and he disappeared for a long time.

In the dojo, the wind was like a shadow, and Mo Yuqing was even more like a star, and Yun Musheng had a hard time dodging under the joint attack of the two.

Although Yun Musheng's perception and reaction ability have been significantly improved after the devil training supervised by Qinglian in the underground condensing and listening to the rain building, it is still far from being able to truly reach the second realm with a sword in his heart.

When he was careless a few times, Yun Musheng was either accidentally scratched a small opening by Feng Wan, or he was paralyzed by the stiffness of Mo Yuqing's fan handle.

After all, the strength brought by the joint attack of these two people is many times stronger than the mechanism downstairs.

Listening to the rain in the underground building, Yun Musheng insisted on an hour is more than enough, and the two of them are attacked, Yun Musheng has to work very hard to even have a stick of incense without a sword in his hand, let alone gather qi into a blade to fight back.

This high-intensity training lasted for an unknown amount of time, and the movements of the three slowed down slightly.

I don't know if Feng Wan's speed slowed down or Mo Yuqing's footwork was a wrong step, the two suddenly leaned on to cut off the attack frequency, and Yun Musheng suddenly felt a trace of breath from the movements of the two, the feeling was extremely subtle, and the breath seemed to be fleeting.

Flaw, that is the flaw exposed by the two of them, Yun Musheng couldn't help but seize this delicate moment, gathered his energy in his hand and slammed it towards the two who happened to stumble, the two of them saw that they couldn't dodge and stopped attacking and blocking, the power of the air blade was still too weak, so that it was easily blocked by the two.

But it didn't matter, just as the two of them took off their hands to block the qi blade, Yun Musheng hurriedly flew forward and kicked at the two of them, causing the two of them to take a few steps back and just be knocked out of the field.

"It's a shame that there would be such a fork."

Mo Yuqing still had a smile on her face, patted the dust in her sleeve, but Feng Wan's face was full of displeasure, and she sighed softly on the side.

"Alright, that's all for today, don't add to my workload."

In the distance, Tan Weiyang hurriedly ran over, and she, the traumatic doctor who was originally interested in watching the battle, became the royal doctor of the three people. Every time these people practice together, they have to hang some colors on their bodies, so that they can't rest for a few days.

In the medical pavilion, Hua Wuming helped Tan Weiyang treat the skin injuries of a few people who were studying with Fang Cai, but Yun Musheng's thoughts were still reminiscing about Fang Cai's battle, and at the moment when Mo Yuqing and Feng Wan made a mistake in their cooperation, it really made Yun Musheng smell the flaw.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to fight back at the seams.

He is a kendo background, and he has been constantly undergoing various surprise attacks in the past ten days, presumably this is his newly trained swordsmanship ability, if he can use it skillfully in the sword climbing conference, it will greatly increase the probability of defeating the opponent, Yun Musheng thought so.

Hua Wuming was pounding the medicine on the side and asked Yun Musheng: "By the way, Brother Yun, the day we left Haojie Tomb, that Ximen... Didn't that sword immortal give you a book of martial arts secrets? Why don't you practice? The martial arts cheats of the sword immortal must be much more powerful than ordinary martial arts. ”

Yun Musheng shook his head slightly when he heard this: "I have read that secret book, and sure enough, as Tsing Yi said, I can't learn it at all, and I am not suitable for learning." ”

"Where does this start?"

Hua Wuming was a little puzzled, according to Yun Musheng's temperament, no matter how difficult the martial arts cheats were, he would try to try, how could he directly retreat this time.

Yun Musheng said helplessly: "That sword move is called Ganfeng Drizzle, it is a real killing move, killing people is as moisturizing as spring rain, and the enemy has not even reacted, he was stabbed to the point, it's a pity... ”

"What's the pity?"

"It's a pity that although this move is traceless, it is also gentle, and the enemy will not feel any pain, but it is like Mu Ganlin, so the user is required to have at least no hatred in the heart of the enemy, even... There are also some emotional bonds. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was a little dazed, since they wanted to kill each other, whether they had hatred for that person or not, at least they should not have any emotions, if that day really came, for some reason they wanted to stab the person they loved, how painful it was, no wonder Tsing Yi said to Yun Musheng at that time that he didn't want him to use this trick.

"When the lady in Tsing Yi landed in the Star Realm to kill Ximen and stay behind, she should have used this trick."

Mo Yuqing looked at the secret book in Yun Musheng's hand, imagining the scene where Tsing Yi had to kill his beloved that night.