Wang Baobao, who was knocked out by me with an iron mountain, landed on the ruins of the tavern, he lay motionless on the rubble and gasped, and his sword was out of his hand, quietly reflecting the cold moonlight.

He saw that the clear light of the bright moon was like an extremely dazzling halo on Zhu Yuanzhang's body, he suddenly became very disgusted with the moonlight, he raised his hand, and wanted to drive away the bright moon, but he couldn't touch it. The bright moon is so close, but it can't be touched, isn't this just like Zhu Yuanzhang's unparalleled Hongwu sword technique in the world?

He saw Zhu Yuanzhang under the bright moon speak, and Zhu Yuanzhang said to him: "Do you know why no one can crack my sword technique?"

Wang Baobao asked, "Why?"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "There are many flaws in my knife skills. ”

Wang Baobao said: "Yes, I could have stabbed you to death with the last sword." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "But I still hid." ”

Wang Baobao said: "That's your luck." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Luck is also a kind of ability, and people with more skills usually have more good luck." ”

Wang Baobao said: "That's right. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "So, although I have a lot of flaws in my sword skills, but because I am a righteous sword technique, a righteous sword technique and I have good luck, I have a unique Hongwu sword technique in the world." ”

Wang Baobao chuckled.

I also chuckled, "You like to laugh?"

Wang Baobao said: "When you hear a joke, you naturally have to laugh. ”

I said, "I've heard that boys who love to laugh are not too lucky. ”

Wang Baobao said: "Are you mocking me?"

I laughed and said, "It seems that you are not stupid. ”

Wang Baobao was angry and wanted to raise his sword to kill, but the severe pain spread in his body, and he had to fall to the ground again.

After Wang Baobao fell to the ground, the clear light of the bright moon seemed to become as dazzling as the sun. He suddenly regretted his stubbornness. When he was about to go south alone with his sword on his back, his father told him, "You'd better take five or six more good swordsmen with you." Wang Baobao asked his father why, and his father said: "Zhu Yuanzhang's Hongwu sword technique is a rare opponent in the south of the Yangtze River, and the perfection of a Han man's sword shows that he has a high degree of martial arts attainment, and he has endured a lot of hardships to have such an achievement, and we must not underestimate the enemy." Wang Baobao said: "The sword skills of the Han people are also learned from us, no matter how powerful they are, they will not win me." "After all, Wang Baobao's famous martial arts are sword skills.

Seriously injured and fell to the ground, he regretted it in retrospect.

"Oh yes, do you know that I worked as a monk in Southern Shaolin?" Zhu Yuanzhang's voice interrupted his regretful memories.

Wang Baobao said: "I just knew." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "When I was a monk in Southern Shaolin, the warrior monks in the temple were unwilling to be your soldiers, so you burned Southern Shaolin, causing me to be homeless again. ”

Wang Baobao suddenly realized: "I see, but why do you say it again? What else do we have to do with each other that I don't know?"

Zhu Yuanzhang had anger in his voice: "In order to suppress the uprising, you went around arresting strong men to fill the army, my brothers all died on the battlefield, and my parents sent me to Southern Shaolin in order to keep me alive." ”

Wang Baobao sighed: "Fate is a wonderful thing. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang said more and more excitedly: "Whether it is a family feud or a feud of the people of the world, the heinous sins you have committed are all unforgivable blood feuds!"

Wang Baobao said: "Then you can come over now, cut off my head with a knife, and then take your Mingjiao teacher to the north and go to Dadu to be the emperor." ”

"Family feuds, Shaolin Temple feuds, and the feuds of people in the world are all on this knife!"

When Wang Baobao heard Zhu Yuanzhang talk about Shaolin Temple, he suddenly remembered the stick method of Shaolin Temple, a set of exquisite stick methods that only he knows today.

For Wang Baobao, who has reached the realm of transformation where everything can be used as a weapon, this flash of inspiration is tantamount to a thunderbolt!

I saw Wang Baobao grab the sword lying beside him, support the ground with the blade, the elasticity of the blade bounced Wang Baobao, after Wang Baobao took off to the ground, under the bright moon, Wang Baobao's shocking sword light had pierced Zhu Yuanzhang's throat!