Liangjia Sword Mansion, Sword Cliff.

Situ chased the wind and struck two stones fiercely, and finally hit a spark that ignited a bunch of dead branches, and muttered to himself:

"I don't know what Master Zu thinks, such a steep peak, birds don't come to, there's nothing, it's just a broken cave, and it's been occupied, my Situ Chafeng will win you sooner or later, and rob the little junior sister, hehehe. ”

The leeward outlet where Situ Zhufeng was located was not far from the Sword Cliff Cave, and when he looked up, he saw a person with a cloak and sharp eyes, but he still had a sense of being outstanding, who was not the senior brother Liang Hai.

Liang Hai looked coldly at this fat man who was disgusting at his first glance, but he just sat upright in the cave for a few days, and Wujian had no results, so he was inevitably upset.

It's just that as soon as he walked out of the cave and saw this fat man, he was even more annoyed, he naturally knew that this fat man was the same as the guy at that time, and he had unrealistic illusions about his own woman, he Liang Hai could tolerate your private admiration, and he even enjoyed this feeling, the woman you like will always be so high, but I, Liang Hai, have it at my fingertips.

However, Liang Hai can't tolerate their greed, one by one has no self-knowledge, and he can't blame me, a senior brother, for being ruthless, you can only blame yourself, always having delusions!

Situ Chafeng saw that Liang Hai had actually come out of the hole, and secretly muttered in his heart that the mouse was out of the hole.

Liang Hai walked around the narrow sword cliff, except for the bottomless cliff, it was just some strange rocks.

He sat unceremoniously opposite Situ Zhufeng, looking at the firelight with his hair emanated.

Situ Zhufeng put his hands into his sleeves and rolled his eyes the size of mung beans, but he didn't dare to say anything.

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Xuanwu Tai is a very important building in the Triangle City, using the strong and durable Longshan bluestone of the Triangle City, covering a huge area, as the most important martial arts school in the city, the city lord's mansion was engaged in several at that time also spent a lot of effort, invited the city is said to be the master of the construction of the master Lu Turtledove Tong Jiu personally designed.

At this time, the visitors gathered outside the Xuanwu Terrace layer by layer, and the entire Xuanwu Terrace was three feet high, and the visitors lived down and looked high, which invisibly improved the face of those people in the rivers and lakes.

The three of Changqing went a little late, there was no open space nearby, they could only watch from afar, but from a distance, they could clearly see the two people on the stage, a swordsman in a green shirt, a scholar's attire, but with a long sword at his waist, there was a trace of freehand romance, but his appearance was a little stumbling.

Ma Liu'er muttered in a low voice:

"It turned out to be a poet, wine, sword and fairy road. ”

Changqing looked puzzled, but fortunately, Ma Liuer continued to explain:

"It's the tenth one on the master list, the poetry and wine sword fairy Boyi, one hand drunk eight swords I don't know how many masters to defeat, and recently won the tenth king of the world, because he likes to wear a green clothes sword, wearing a wheel belt, and has a real fame, good drinking and poetry, so he got a poetry and wine sword fairy nickname, I heard that now many readers are also wearing swords, and many people who can point to martial arts are even more regarded as poetry and wine sword fairies. ”

Changqing smiled without saying a word, and suddenly remembered that at that time in Cangzhou City, the Liang Family Sword Mansion was also very prestigious in the local area, and many local gentlemen liked to engage in the outfit of a disciple of the Sword Mansion, and they were equipped with a sword to swagger through the market.

Changqing looked in the stands, the opponent of the scholar swordsman was a strong man with a broad-bladed sword, Changqing remembered the disciple of the Sword Villa named Zhuang Sixian, what would happen if he ran into him again now?

He laughed at himself, he really had the meaning of a villain.

Maruel immediately explained:

"It seems to be a Xiliang warrior, this scholar is miserable, this kind of Xiliang warrior practices the way of the outside, from the outside in, it can be said that it is both internal and external, and looking at his braids so long, it is estimated that it is not easy to deal with, because the Xiliang warrior competition has a tradition of letting the opponent cut off a piece of hair every time he loses. ”

Changqing nodded, with a sudden look, Yingyue stood in front of Changqing, she had seen too many battles like this, so there were no surprises.

The sword scholar gave a hand to the warrior, and the warrior just grinned, and the scholar couldn't help muttering in his heart.

I didn't want to say more, he and his companions traveled to this point, originally wanted to see the plateau scenery different from the Central Plains, but was provoked by this Xiliang barbarian, Xiliang used the prince's case as an excuse to launch a war against Nanzhao, and even attracted the army of the Northern Youguo to press the border to confront.

In the end, Nanzhao executed the general who guarded the prince of Xiliang to quell the matter, which was regarded as a shame by a group of scholars.

Therefore, this scholar ignored the persuasion, relying on the guidance of a famous teacher, and insisted on teaching this barbarian a lesson.

Changqing could see that this green-shirted scholar still had some strength, and when the long sword was unsheathed, it was handed out concisely, without any bells and whistles, and sword after sword, without giving the Xiliang barbarian the emptiness to fight back.

Changqing nodded secretly, perhaps because he was also from a famous kendo family, his views on kendo were also a little high-minded.

However, to Changqing's surprise, although this scholar is still a swordsman, but the Xiliang warrior does not play cards according to the routine, I saw him shout, the muscles of his body soared, and he almost broke the wallet, and he was fighting to beat the scholar three swords, the chest and abdomen two swords were blocked by leather armor, and the injury was not deep, after all, the scholar never thought about taking people's lives, and I am afraid he had never had the experience of fighting with people in life and death, and the third sword was because the warrior rushed forward and hurriedly slashed down with a sword, and was blocked by the warrior with his arm, although it was bloody.

But the Xiliang warrior just grinned, flipped the heavy sword, and slapped the scholar off the Xuanwu platform with the side of the sword.

After the scholar landed, he scolded the barbarian for not winning and having no swordsmanship, but he didn't know that the Xiliang warrior was also merciful.

A group of young scholars angrily helped the scholar up, and flicked their long sleeves one by one, as if who threw it was bigger and who was more stylish, which provoked a burst of laughter from the people.

For these people, no matter what kind of literati you are, the barbarians are merciful, why do you scholars have no stomach at all.

If it had been left outside the city, scholars like you would have been chopped up a long time ago.

It's not that our city lord has set a rule that you can't kill people at will, although the Xuanwu platform doesn't deliberately stipulate that you can't kill people in martial arts competitions, but for the Xiliang warriors, they go back and forth to Triangle City to do business, and they don't want to offend people because of trivial things.

There was once a master of the rivers and lakes who killed him, sitting on the Xuanwu platform and others to challenge, and his methods were cruel, all the challengers were killed by him, but the skills in the Xuanwu platform were not as good as others, and it was nothing to die, he understood this, there was no bad city lord rules, he stood on the Xuanwu platform, insulted the masters of the rivers and lakes in the city, three days later, Bai Amber, the disciple of the white city lord, floated to the stage, killed with one blow, fair competition, and died without regrets?