Ying Ruge swung his sword with his backhand, giving birth to several whirlwinds formed by sword qi. Fiction and reality, it was blurry for a while, even if it was a peerless swordsman like Zhong Xihou, he couldn't help but guess where the next sword would come from.

The Lord of the West City frowned, why did this sword move seem familiar. Although it is familiar, it is plausible.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the black-faced man temporarily planned to make a little joke.

Zhongxi Hou took out his sword and slashed, but he was holding the sword in his forehand, and a whirlwind and the tornado intersected and dispersed instantly. A little spark, the sound of the "poo" blade handover.

Yingruge stopped, her eyes showing horror. Zhong Xihou, isn't it the sword soul physique, which can be used for himself at a glance?

"Falling flowers, falling flowers. ”

Zhong Xihou couldn't forget the appearance of that fairy Baiyun making a sword, and looked at the person in front of him again, little junior brother, little junior brother, then how did you make a sword?

"Baiyun swordsmanship sixteen flowers, the city lord guessed correctly, this trick is called the laughing Buddha drunk lying in the shade of the flowers, alias falling flowers. ”

"Coincidentally, there are three flowers in the dance, and there is also a trick called falling flowers. ”

Haunting like a song makes this sword naturally not the falling flower in the sixteen flowers of Baiyun swordsmanship, the full name of the falling flower is "falling flower shy forest", the emphasis is on taking people by surprise, and their own sword is free. With the gasification blade, the virtual and the real come out at the same time, and attack it unprepared.

And the trick he just made, although it has the word "Buddha", there is no compassion at all. is the same as the Falling Flower Shy Forest, which generally pays attention to the virtual and the real, but more importantly, it is to give up the heart of suppressing and killing. Human nature is slaughtering, and Buddha nature is not lost, which is a contradiction.

And human nature and Buddha nature are the nature of the sword master, and the nature of a sword makes itself appear virtual and real.

And Zhong Xihou has never lied, the falling flowers in the dancing swordsmanship, its name is "falling flowers and water without mirrors", what is emphasized is to control the qi with the heart, one move, regardless of the virtual and the real. Even if it is the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, just stab this sword.

"Laughing Buddha drunk lying in the shade of flowers" and "falling flowers and water without mirrors" are different, but they are also the same way, but the sword is positive and negative, but the sword intent is very different.

Ying Ruge didn't entangle the Baiyun swordsmanship and dance the sword technique, he took off again and slashed down with a sword.

Zhong Xihou didn't dodge or dodge, the sword in his hand gradually turned red, and he slowly closed his eyes.

If it was someone else, Zhongxi Hou was afraid that he would not be able to urge the sword for a long time, and in the same way, if he was someone else, he would not be ordered to try the sword.

"The wind is dancing!" he slowly raised his sword, and the last word was pronounced with great weight.

Ying Ruge turned his body and retreated to his original place, Zhong Xihou swung his sword violently, the seventy-two sword qi turned sharply, the sword light flashed, and Ying Ruge's original position, the three-person tall tree was like a thunderbolt from the sky, split from the top.

The wind dispersed, Zhong Xihou slowly opened his eyes again, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he was smiling: "Little junior brother, thousands of miles of red dust, riding alone, fluttering, flying in the realm of immortals, but can't you make it?"

Ying Ruge was thinking about Fang Cai's sword, if he didn't accept it, he could hurt Zhongxi Hou, and he would be killed, and if he was light, he could also remove an arm.

Similarly, if this sword splits down, this Zhongxi Hou's seventy-two sword qi will inevitably shatter his body.

"The wind is dancing!" Ying Ruge read these words softly, "Zhong Nanyan used this trick to defeat Elder Impermanence back then?"

Ying Ruge's thin lips that were not covered by the mask were slightly upturned, and they were extremely evil, Zhong Xihou frowned, but his eyes opened angrily.

Listening to the words "Fenghu - Dancing Pheasant", Zhong Xihou never expected it, but in a few words, this young man in red clothes and armor actually stole six or seven points from his penance for more than 20 years, and seventy-two sword qi like ink attacked Zhong Xihou.

Zhong Xihou smiled, for so many years, he had never laughed so openly.

He clenched the red sword in his hand again and shouted, "The wind is dancing!"

Suddenly, the seventy-two black sword qi and the seventy-two pure white sword qi collided one by one, with the two of them as the center, the sword qi turned into a circle of ripples and slowly dispersed.

Zhong Xihou is still smiling, happy, what a cool word.

The sword returned to the sheath, stopped laughing, and suddenly became serious, and said: "The dancing sword never fights for false fame, it is for the glory that belongs to the sword master." Whether it is black impermanence or General Han, they have all been defeated under the sword of the dancing goose. ”

"Defeated, under Zhong Nanyan's sword?"

Black Impermanence won the title of Sword Master, and defeated a hundred swordsmen in half a year, including the Seven Star Sword, the Dancing Goose Sword, and the White Cloud Iron Sword.

Similarly, he made Fox Changkong break hundreds of famous swords under a pseudonym, but he didn't even squeeze into the Qingfeng list, which is really a joke.

Suddenly, Ying Ruge looked at the overlord of the Western Lands in front of him again, and couldn't help but feel even more funny.

The three words of lingering like a song, it is natural that he did not appear on the Qingfeng list, Yingru Song is not a swordsman, but Ling Hu Changkong did not appear on the Qingfeng list, in fact, he was not convinced by the song, and the coldness of the top champion is also incomprehensible.

But looking at the person in front of him, this big swordsman who is famous all over the world, has never been on the Qingfeng list, and he can't find a single surname Zhong after looking for fifty names for a long time. I really wonder how this old thing is ranked?

"Little junior brother, Lone will tell you how the Dancing Sword lost. ”

The scabbard shot out a few feet, and the red edge reappeared.

Zhong Xihou's figure turned into white light, lingering like a song stomping on the ground and rising. He was standing in his original position, and he grabbed his feet and dragged himself down.

Ying Ruge poured all his body strength into this dragon yao sword, and there was no trace of rust on the sword, like a pure gold sword that had just been baked.

With a move of the tassel flower realm, a halo enveloped his sword, and his sword stabbed at Zhongxi Hou again. Zhong Xihou still didn't dodge, what he saw was not a sword, but a flower with a blade as a petal.

Zhong Xihou smiled, he looked at this young man who was the same as himself and had the same name as himself, and suddenly became happy.

Looking at the sword he stabbed, Zhong Xihou flipped the sword in his hand, and with a light tap of his left hand, Long Yao, who was haunting like a singer, was knocked away, and the hilt of Zhong Xihou's dancing sword was on the dantian position of Haunting Ruge.

"That's how the Dancing Sword lost back then, it's a pity that this sword doesn't like to kill. ”

Not to mention that it was like a song, Qin Yue'er, who was watching from the side, was also stunned and widened her eyes.

She knew that he was in the Twilight Building, and because of his identity, he couldn't perform swordsmanship.

Whenever he uses a pseudonym to make the fox in the sky, it is also the time when he is most comfortable with the song.

Although he can't fully display the white cloud swordsmanship, he can hold the sword and compare swords with others, which is quite satisfying.

I still remember that I obviously know the bottom line of their respective identities, and this lingering song insists on wearing a skin, and the two of them are silently slashing on the cliff with a sword.

That was also the first time Qin Yue'er saw Leng Bu silent's six swords come out together, and Ying Ruge became more and more courageous the more he fought, and there was a great tendency for gods and ghosts to be difficult to deal with.

Whether it is haunting like a song or being silent, even if the white robe becomes red, he is smiling extremely brightly.

The ending is no longer important, the heavenly sword that is silent and cuts off the blue fox that Linghu Changkong snatched from outside, and he also received a sword in the shoulder, but he lost convincingly.

Yingruge didn't shout like those prodigals, "If it weren't for Lao Tzu's sword, your kid would have lost" and so on, the two of them were wrapped into mummies together and lived in the Valley of Flowers, which Yingruge wondered for more than half a year, wondering, how could he not steal a bit of the sword intent of the Seven Star Sword.

When Qin Yue'er was out of her mind, Zhong Xihou put away her sword, walked over and picked up the scabbard on the ground, and put the dancing sword into it, and the crimson light faded. He didn't sweat, and his breath was still calm.

"Long Yao is a psychic sword, if you can show his original appearance, then the sword of the dancing goose has also been broken today. Little junior brother, in the eyes of loneliness, you are not worthy of the word swordsman. ”

Qin Yue'er ran over, and she helped Yingruge up: "Zhongcheng Lord, Ruge's injured ······"

Zhong Xihou laughed and laughed out loud.

"Lonely almost forgot, you, the immortal, were seriously injured in the ancient wood forest of the Lonely Sleepless City, and this injury is difficult to heal. If you're seriously injured, why don't you go and recuperate?"

Zhong Xihou is gone, he is still kneeling on the ground, he strokes his chest, holds his sword, does not hold back, vomits a mouthful of blood. The teeth were blood-red, but they were grinning.

With a chirp, the white falcon, which had not been seen for many days, flew over, and it stopped on the hilt of its sword, staring at its master. "Qu'er. ”

If life can be the same as this white falcon, come and go when it comes, and no one can stop it, then it will be happy.

Qin Yue'er stroked the white feather, and opened the thin bamboo strip tied to the white falcon, and when she opened it, there was a thin note inside, "Son, silent, I have gone to Bangfeng City".

Qin Yue'er was a little puzzled, and handed the straight strip to Yingruge, and after Yingruge finished reading it, the flame in her palm turned into ash in an instant.

Haunting Ruge caressed the wing feathers of the white falcon, the rusty sword returned to the sheath, and was silent, did this paralyzed person also go out of the building?

"Yue'er, you say, the matter is over, can we get married?"

Qin Yue'er was stunned on the spot, she heard it clearly, but at this moment, she hoped that she didn't hear it clearly, and let him say it again.

His eyes turned red in an instant, and he couldn't hold back his whimper, without the twists and turns in the novel of the talented and beautiful woman, it would be impossible to carry the sedan chair through the downtown area.

"You, you, what are you crying about, if you don't want to ······"

", don't you know that you have to ask for the consent of your elders with a very thick courtesy?

Yingruge was stunned, "get out", "get out", "get out", this little girl actually lost her ladylike demeanor for the first time, and she made herself hear the dirty words that popped out of her mouth when she grew so big.

"Yes, yes, I forgot, I forgot······"

In this way, the two of them hugged together, the ruined street doors around them, the gradually gathering crowd, and the uneared words from the mouths of the people who did not know the truth, all of them lost their anger.

When people live, how important is this thing?

Change your identity, live well, have a small family, and finally your children will be healthy, and when you are old, you will be able to tease your grandchildren, isn't that enough?

A young man with a sword on his back recognized Yingruge's outfit and was quite respectful, and asked, "Your Excellency is the Venerable of the Dusk Han Building, Yingruge?"

Whether it's a song or Qin Yue'er, come back to your senses.

Ying Ruge waved her hand, and took off her face armor heartily, which frightened Qin Yue'er, but the next moment, she was happy again. It's no wonder that Ru Ge can be so quick to take revenge and show no mercy with his sword, but when did he put on this human skin-mask?

"No, no, no, the reckless man made the fox long in the sky, but he borrowed this outfit and forced the middle city lord to take out the sword. ”

The young man with the sword on his back was ecstatic as if he had seen a fairy, and his trembling fingers pointed at the song, and he said excitedly: "Destroy, destroy, destroy, destroy the sword master, Dong Chengming in Liuzhou, in the lower ······."

didn't wait for Dong Chengming, who was eager to become famous, to babble anything, Ying Ruge had already held the hand of his childhood sweetheart and jumped happily all the way, and disappeared.

Zhong Xihou, who hid in a wine fairy and drank drunk, was inexplicably a little sour, this bastard boy, he just had a fight with himself, and his sword qi also confused his internal breath, but now it's good, he even changed his identity and had a wife, fuck.

I thought of it again, Bai Yun's swordsmanship is exquisite, but her sword is very ordinary, her sword has been broken many times, this one is broken, so I went to find a blacksmith shop to build a three-five-pound iron sword, just use it to be commensurate.

When I was young, I asked my master, why do all swordsmen in the world like to wear famous swords, and what kind of sword can be considered a famous sword?

Zhong Nanyan told him that in fact, the Dancing Goose Sword was not famous originally, and it was only a small blacksmith.

Zhong Xihou half-believed and half-questioned, really?

Who knew that this guy with a thick skin like a city wall still nodded vigorously, if it weren't for Bai Wuchang who came to Sleepless City with Xiaoyu later, he would have really been kept in the dark and firmly believed.

In the end, Zhong Xihou held a scimitar and chased Zhong Nanyan all over the city lord's mansion, but it was Bai Wuchang who interceded to spare his father-in-law.

Thinking about it, Zhong Xihou unconsciously laughed. Father-in-law, father-in-law, which is more important, the sword is famous or the person is famous?