Chapter 283: Mao God Under the Sword

For the people outside the gate at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, due to the relationship between Western Xia, the circle in which they live is far from the Central Plains.

As far as they are concerned, they may have heard of the name of North Qiao Feng and South Murong, and they also knew that the famous Gusu Murong clan in the martial arts had some guesses and estimates about the person in front of them, but they did not have a clear understanding.

Maybe some of them had heard of the name of the Sword Master, but none of them knew that it was the person in front of them. Therefore, when Lu Xun said this sentence in person, everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized after seeing the long sword in Lu Xun's hand, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded for a while.

The storm was also surprised, but what surprised him was not what Lu Xun had just shown, but Zhuo Bufan's sword.

Isn't this sword stunt only known to his own son?

For this question, Zhuo Bufan also has deep questions, he asked himself, learning swords for decades, a body of swordsmanship has already been practiced to the point of reaching the pinnacle, and even practiced the 'sword' stunt that has never been seen in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, I thought that I could rely on this ability to easily break through the rivers and lakes, but I don't want to, and now I actually have this magic skill.

Even, his cultivation in the sword is even higher than himself.

How is this possible?

But after 30 years of cultivation and how much loneliness and suffering he experienced, he realized this sword magic skill. If you want to surpass yourself, you must have a very high kendo cultivation.

But how is that possible? I have this kind of kendo cultivation, and after spending so many years, how can there be someone who is higher than myself in kendo cultivation? Not to mention that this person is still so young?

"Where did you learn this sword?"

Zhuo Bufan, who was in his fifties, looked at Lu Xun, his face was extremely gloomy, and he couldn't believe that what he had just seen was true, but the facts were in front of him, and he was powerless to refute it, so he suddenly had a malice in his heart, and asked Lu Xun.

There was a sense of absurdity in his heart.

After Zhuo Bufan's words were asked, the onlookers on the side were stunned again, they were just behind Zhuo Bufan, and they didn't see the sword light sent out by Lu Xun, and even if they saw it, they couldn't really see it in that very short time, they just thought it was their own illusion, and when they heard Zhuo Bufan ask, they knew that Lu Xun had just used what should have been the 'sword god' stunt, the sword!

What's going on?

Everyone was puzzled.

"Beat me, maybe I can tell you. ”

Lu Xun looked at Zhuo Bufan, and replied with a smile on his face.

For the person in front of him, he is actually quite interested, this extraordinary martial arts may not be the highest batch today, but a kendo cultivation really has some merits, after all, he can endure loneliness and suffering, and spend thirty years to specialize in kendo, this sincerity is not something that ordinary people can do.

What's more, his talent in kendo is not weak, in this regard alone, in today's world, except for Lu Xun today, there may be no one who can surpass him.

So Lu Xun actually has a heart of cherishing talent at this time, kendo is no better than others, although it is widely spread, and there are many practitioners, but there are very few people who can endure loneliness and specialize in swordsmanship.

Therefore, it seems that Zhuo Bufan is a kendo master who has great tenacity, has practiced swordsmanship for 30 years, and has learned his sword skills, Lu Xun will generally not hesitate to give his guidance, perhaps, kendo can be passed on later......

Zhuo Bufan's face was even more gloomy, and he shouted coldly to Lu Xun: "What do you mean?"

Lu Xun raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a flick of the long sword under his hand, a sword light suddenly soared, and the sword qi on the sword was permeated, and then he gently pointed at Zhuo Bufan: "That's what it means." ”

Zhuo Bufan's heart sank, he understood Lu Xun's meaning, but for some reason he was a little resistant in his heart, just with the swordsmanship and the sword he had just shown, he already knew in his heart that the person in front of him was definitely a fierce opponent.

Or even ...... Zhuo Bufan looked at the sword light and sword qi on the long sword under Lu Xun's hand, and he could see from afar that the ordinary long sword was extremely not simple at this time.

This person's kendo cultivation is definitely beyond his own.

This thought appeared in Zhuo Bufan's heart.

For no reason, he began to feel a little weak in his heart, but he was half a hundred years old, and the reputation that he had only broken out at this age was difficult to admit in front of everyone at this time, so he raised his sword and swung it, and the sword qi on the sword also appeared, and the sword light also burst out with a hideous feeling:

"Hmph, I'm Zhuo Bufan I'm afraid that you won't succeed, since you also use a sword, we'll see the real chapter under our hands today!"

Even if he raised his sword, he rushed to attack.

He has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and he knows his own situation, if he doesn't attack at this time, the longer he stays, the more small his heart will definitely be lost, and when the time comes, I'm afraid that even the idea of making a move will be gone.

Therefore, at this time, as soon as he made a move, he was full of all his strength, and all his stunts and tricks were used.

"One word wisdom sword!"

"Zhou Gong Sword Technique!"

"Sword Mang!"

Zhuo Bufan poured out what he had learned for a while, and all kinds of swordsmanship made him superb, and even, under such pressure, there was a faint improvement compared to the past, and the long sword under his hand was waving like a group of dragons dancing wildly, the sword light was dense, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and Lu Xun was frantically enveloped in it.

Within the moment when he took out his sword, on the top of this peak, there was sword light, and the sword light shimmered, shaking so that everyone watching the battle was dazzled, for fear of being affected by the occasional sword qi, he retreated several steps to the rear in a row, looking at the scene in front of him, secretly frightened.

"The sword god is worthy of being the sword god, and this sword skill is already worthy of a divine skill. ”

"Who says it's not, the sword god's swordsmanship has been superb, and he has reached the pinnacle, if you talk about swordsmanship today, who else can beat it?"

"That's it, the people of the Central Plains often say that North Qiao Feng and South Murong, in my opinion, in terms of swordsmanship, these people are not opponents of the Sword God. ”

They said with admiration on their lips, and as the leader on the side, they recognized Boss Wu and suddenly shouted: "Shut up!

As soon as Boss Wu said this, they were stunned for a moment, and they wanted to ask Boss Wu why he said this, but they saw that they were standing in the circle, let Zhuo Bufan use what a wonderful swordsmanship, what a superb magic skill, under the shroud of sword light, in the midst of the sword qi, Lu Xun was still standing still, the long sword in his hand was gently picked, flicked, stabbed, just a few simple sword moves, and almost all the tricks of Zhuo Bufan were resolved.

And even those that couldn't be resolved for a while, under the slight movement of Lu Xun's feet, they actually dodged the attack that should have been fatal.

At this time, the clear-eyed people still can't see that Zhuo Bufan, who they call the 'Sword God', although it seems that the attacks are frequent, the power is amazing, and the swordsmanship is superb, the opponent is powerless to resist and can only defend passively, but these are just appearances, it is obvious that all this is Lu Xun taking the initiative.

He didn't want to counterattack, so he just used his sword to resist, so what if it was a counterattack?

Although they didn't want to admit it in their hearts, they had already tacitly pressed the odds on Lu Xun at this time.

And Deng Baichuan and the others are the same, they looked at Lu Xun in the standing circle, and they didn't have the slightest desire to come forward to help, although they didn't understand what their son's actions meant, but they had absolute confidence in Lu Xun's kendo cultivation, how could Zhuo Bufan, who was known as the 'Sword God', be the opponent of his son?

Sword God vs. Sword Master?

You're just a hairy god under the sword.

But our son is definitely the saint of the sword!

Zhuo Bufan also discovered this after a scramble, but he didn't dare to admit it, and he didn't want to admit it, so when he changed his moves again, he shouted coldly: "Why don't you use your sword? Are you afraid of me?!"

Lu Xun raised his sword and stood quietly, with a faint expression on his face, at this time, when he heard Zhuo Bufan's words, he smiled lightly, and shook his long sword: "Okay, I'll let you see my sword." ”

At this time, Lu Xun felt that he had seen most of Zhuo Bufan's sword dao cultivation, and there was no need to continue to hide.

Therefore, he chose to pick up his sword and stab his own long sword.

"Moanβ€”"

The sound of the sword was loud, more thorough than the extraordinary sword sound, straight into the ears, buzzing and contending.

Then, the sword light was translucent, soaring open, piercing the eyes, and there was an extremely chill on the sword light, which simply shrouded Zhuo Bufan and the crowd of onlookers.

After that, under Lu Xun's soft shout, a dazzling sword aura burst out.

"A sword of inspiration!"

The sword qi soared suddenly, turning into an extremely thick sword qi training, this sword qi was like a huge wind blade on the top of this peak,

Translucent, snow-white, frosty.

In an instant, he suddenly burst out from the long sword in his hand and pounced directly on Zhuo Bufan's body.

At this time, Zhuo Bufan was doing an attack, seeing this, his face suddenly changed greatly, as if he had seen something incredible, he had no desire to attack at all, and hurriedly used the fastest speed in his life, collected the sword, luck, and burst out of the strongest strength in his life, and the sword on the long sword skyrocketed, and for a while, he even had to break through nearly a foot!

"Sneerβ€”β€”!"

But even so, Zhuo Bufan still couldn't stop Lu Xun's sword.

I saw the long sword that he had just raised in his hand, and as soon as the sword light rose, it was scattered under Lu Xun's sword qi, and with it, there was also his steel sword that had been followed for many years.

"Zheng β€”β€”!"

The long sword was shattered in an instant, and none of it was intact, and it fell from the air with a clang.

And Zhuo Bufan stood in place at this time, his body trembled slightly, the hairpin on his head was shattered by the sword qi, and his hair was scattered, like a madman.

In addition, the corners of his eyes were still twitching, and drops of cold sweat gradually slipped down his forehead, reaching the tip of his nose.

"This ...... This ......"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this......?"