Chapter Seventy-Two: A Difficult Sword

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"It's all my own people, so it's better to be polite. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Di Zhenjie, the fourth son, said and walked in. The shopkeeper Li Fuquan was secretly happy, he hadn't sent someone to invite him, and the fourth prince came first, which made him greatly relieved, in this Zhengxi Acropolis, who would dare not give the fourth prince a little face?

"I've seen the fourth son. Everyone saluted, and Chen Yajing lowered her head and didn't dare to be arrogant.

"The young castle lord of the Wen family in Yanxi is here, and he is disrespectful and disrespectful. Di Zhenjie hugged his fists and said politely.

Wen Jialiang replied: "The fourth prince is polite, Wen came uninvited, there is a lot of disturbance, and he still looks at Haihan." ”

Di Zhenjie politely said a few words, and then went straight to the topic, "I have heard about yesterday's incident. In the final analysis, it's just a battle of young people's wills, and Master Chen and Master Mei are both people I rely on, so I can't hurt my harmony. Yajing, are you right?"

"Yes......" Chen Yajing bowed her head and replied, and then said: "But my cousin's famous sword can't be cut off by him in vain......

Di Zhenjie said unhappily: "What did you think and say when you held the famous sword of the young castle lord to cut off Mrs. Mei's 'Mingshuang' sword? Don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, don't you understand?"

"I ...... I was wrong......" Chen Yajing Jian Di Zhenjie was angry and didn't dare to speak back, "I am willing to compensate Master Mei for all losses." ”

"The sword is broken, and it's easier said than done. Even if it is repaired, it will leave an indelible scar in the sword master's heart. Di Zhenjie said with a dark face: "How do you pay?"

"I ...... If you want to fight or kill, I will leave it to Master Mei. Chen Yajing turned her heart sideways, and then said: "It is my responsibility to cut off the 'Mingshuang', but to cut off the famous sword 'Luoyan', there must also be an explanation." My cousin lent me the sword, but it was broken in my hand, and I didn't have a word, I ...... How do I explain it?"

Di Zhenjie frowned, the million-dollar famous weapon was cut off, and he couldn't send the Wen family's Shaobao Master away with a word, so he asked, "According to the Shaobao Lord's intentions, how should this matter be handled?"

Wen Jialiang was also full of lawsuits, and this time passing by Jinghai, he followed his mother's instructions and came to visit his aunt's family by the way. couldn't resist her cousin's begging, so she lent her the famous sword 'Luoyan'. I thought that the Jinghai area was quite peaceful, and there wouldn't be much of a big deal in this Zhengxi Acropolis, but I didn't expect to break the famous sword for him in the end......

Wen Jialiang thought for a while and said, "One sword for another, Master Mei's words are quite reasonable. However, since Master Mei can cut off my famous sword 'Falling Goose', he must have his own unique skills. Wen is not talented and wants to ask for a trick. ”

Di Zhenjie hurriedly waved his hand and said: "This matter is not appropriate! The master of Shaobao has a sixfold sword vein, and he is extremely talented, and he broke through the realm of sword masters before he was thirty years old, and his name is Zhenyanzhou. And Master Mei is only at the peak of the swordsman's realm, so how can he ask for advice?"

"Just a swordsman?" Wen Jialiang was also taken aback, and then said: "However, the famous sword 'Luoyan' has been cut off, if I give up, I am afraid that my reputation of Wen Jiabao will be ruined." In this way, according to what Master Mei said, one sword for another, I will take Master Mei's sword first, and then ask Master Mei to take me a sword, and this matter will be over, how about it?"

A dignified swordsman is two great realms higher than the swordsman, and it is not easy to catch his sword, and the swordsman wants to catch the swordmaster's sword, so he is afraid that he will have to give his life here.

Di Zhenjie wanted to refuse, but Ou Chuyang preemptively said: "Okay! ”

In the Qianyuan Sect, when Ou Chuyang was still a swordsman in the realm of Dacheng, he took over the sword of the black-clothed masked swordsman. He also wanted to try, with the peak realm of the swordsman and then receive a sword from the swordsman, what would be the result.

Seeing that Ou Chuyang took the move by himself, Di Zhenjie didn't want to say anything more, so he had to instruct, "Master Mei, be careful." ”

"Cousin, don't kill anyone. Chen Yajing pretended to persuade her, and then said: "It's enough to break his sword and arm." ”

Someone next to him helped: "I cut off the famous sword 'Luoyan' and only took one of his arms, it's really cheap for him." ”

"Alas!" Li Fuquan sighed, how to forge a sword with a broken arm, he has only been in the company for two days, and he is afraid that he will be laid off. His owner's temper is really too stubborn, is the sword master easy to provoke? How can a mere swordsman stop it?

"This sword is called the king, a superb craftsman, cast of stainless steel, two feet eight inches long, weighing three catties and thirteen taels, which is a gift from the senior sister herself. Ou Chuyang drew his sword very solemnly, "Young castle master, please advise." ”

"Come on. Wen Jialiang said and took the long sword handed over by Chen Yajing, and held it casually, not taking Ou Chuyang's sword seriously.

Ou Chuyang raised his sword upward, and the tip of the sword continued to change trajectory with his steps, which was difficult to fathom.

"Huh?" Wen Jialiang's sword Ou Chuyang's move was very exquisite, and his face was a little more dignified.

"Bell!bell!" The two long swords quickly intertwined and struck each other, like two silver snakes fighting to the death.

"Cangchang!" With a sound, the 'Great King' sword in Ou Chuyang's hand grazed the spine of Wen Jialiang's long sword, bringing out a string of brilliant sparks, and drilled into Wen Jialiang's middle door in a strange arc, and the tip of the sword was against his heart.

"Shhh

"This ...... What's going on?" Chen Yajing covered her mouth with her hands, dumbfounded.

Di Zhenjie squinted his eyes and remained silent, but he was shocked in his heart. He knew that Ou Chuyang's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, and it was rare to meet an opponent among the swordsmen, and most of the swordsmen were afraid that they would not be able to defeat him in terms of sword moves. But he never imagined that Ou Chuyang's swordsmanship was so powerful that he would defeat Wen Jialiang with one move. It's incredible......

The most frightened was naturally Wen Jialiang, who stared at the blade on his chest in a daze, still not coming back to his senses.

Is it because you are too careless?

No, he may have despised Ou Chuyang a little at first, but later he had already mentioned seven or eight points of spirit. Carelessness does not be a sufficient reason.

He became famous at a young age, experienced in a hundred battles, and met not a few genius masters, but he had never seen such a swordsmanship, and he had never imagined it.

Wen Jialiang thought about Ou Chuyang's sword just now over and over again, but he couldn't figure out what kind of sword it was......

"It's your turn to draw your sword. Ou Chuyang said and took a few steps back, stood with his sword, and waited for the battle.

Wen Jialiang came to his senses and looked at Ou Chuyang on the opposite side carefully. This person has a yellow face and black beard, and his appearance is plain, but he is the only swordsman he has ever seen in his life, and if his realm is improved, he is afraid that he will be far superior to himself......

Will this sword take his life, or will it cut off his arm?

Wen Jialiang's chest rose and fell, and his palms were oozing sweat, this sword was the most difficult sword in his life......

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