"Not to mention three hundred moves!" Li Zhuzhu said with admiration: "The two of them fought from noon to the sunset in the afternoon, not to mention one or two thousand moves!

"Then say, isn't it that the people of the Flower Dao have lost?" Zhuang Liu was a little shocked at this time, he also knew some martial arts, it was not difficult for the swordsmanship to be fast, the difficult thing was that it was so fast for several hours, and it could also be fatal, no wonder there were rumors in the rivers and lakes that the swordsmanship of Baisheng Mingyue was taught by the gods!

"Losing is Baisheng Mingyue losing......" Li Zhuzhu shook his head and said: "At that time, seeing that the twilight was about to rise, the long sword in Baisheng Mingyue's hand suddenly slowed down by half a point, ordinary people naturally couldn't notice it, but a master like the Flower Dao person naturally wouldn't let go of the slightest flaw, and the long sword in his hand took advantage of the situation and landed on the chest of Baisheng Mingyue!"

"So the ginger is still old and spicy!" Zhuang Liu shook his head and smiled, as if he had some regret and said: "According to Li Tou'er, this Baisheng Mingyue was only in his early twenties back then, and the Lianhua Dao man was in the prime of life at that time, so he naturally survived this fierce battle!"

"Do you think so?" Li Zhuzhu looked contemptuous, smiled and said: "Although the people of Lianhua Dao won that day, they were also like the bitter bamboo monk, who broke his long sword inch by inch, and left four lines of songs, and then floated away with the bitter bamboo monk!

"Four songs, what songs?" Zhuang Liu's expression moved, and he hurriedly asked, seeing that Li Zhuzhu was just looking at the empty wine glass, he hurriedly picked up the wine jug and filled it for Li Zhuzhu!

Li Zhuzhu was quite satisfied, took the wine glass and drank it all, muttered for a while, and seemed to sing: "A little star falls, a sword and a death." If it weren't for this, the poor road would be impermanent. ”

After chanting these four sentences, Li Jinzhu glanced at Zhuang Liudao: "Who do you say won that day?"

"Listening to the meaning of this, it seems that this dim sum swordsman Baisheng Mingyue was distracted by things, so he was defeated!" Zhuang Liu chewed on the meaning of these four sentences, smacked his lips and said: "So, if he is not distracted, the flower road people may not be able to win!"

"That's exactly it!" Li Zhuzhu also exclaimed: "These four sentences of the Lianhua Dao people, they can't be clearer, you think that Baisheng Mingyue is in his twenties, and the swordsmanship can reach this cultivation, if you live to this day, I am afraid that there will be no opponent in the rivers and lakes! It's a pity that after this battle, the Lianhua Dao people and the Kuzhu monk did not go out of the rivers and lakes, and the Baisheng Mingyue disappeared, and I don't know whether it was a retreat in the mountains and forests or a sudden death, and the dim sum swordsman became a rumor in the rivers and lakes, and no one fought for the Zhanlu sword anymore, and then it was taken by Jinyiwei and hidden in the Great Inner Palace!"

Zhuang Liuyin said the wrong sentence before, and at this time he was most afraid that Li Jinzhu would mention the whereabouts of the Zhan Lu sword, and he dared to answer this question, and said with a dry smile on his face: "If you want to say this, the swordsmanship of Mr. Tu's dart head is really not comparable to the three of him, and the name of the East Sword and the West Sword is just called so on the rivers and lakes, but the Bashu sword god Yi Baili is only famous in Bashu, why can he be called the Western Knife? Could it be that out of Bashu, there is no more powerful sword than him?"

"Yi Baili can't leave Sichuan!" Li Zhuzhu's eyes flashed with a sneer, and he said slowly: "That's why I got the name of the Bashu Sword God, and the sword technique on the rivers and lakes today can beat him, but I'm afraid that there is really no, but it was the first thief on the sea Chen Zuyi's seven major sails to make the head, and the sea Kun Zhai Huapeng cut the wave in his hand, Breaking the waves and swords, I am afraid that it is still above Yi Baili, but that year Zheng and Zheng Gonggong were ordered to go to the sea for the first time, and exterminated Chen Zuyi along the way, under a big war, the remaining six of the seven sail envoys, seeing that they were invincible, all took advantage of the chaos to flee, only this person fought hard alone, and sank to the bottom of the sea with his own ship, and he was already a lonely soul in the sea!"

"It's really a pity...... Zhuang Liu pretended to wipe his mouth, quietly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and pretended to regret: "If this Zhai Huapeng is still here today, and he will have a discussion with Yi Baili, he will definitely not lose the battle of the flower people against Baisheng Mingyue back then......"

Li Ruzhu glanced at Zhuang Liu, sighed and said, "Even if Zhai Huapeng is still there, these two can't fight!"

"Why is this?" Zhuang Liu hurriedly asked.

Li Zhuzhu touched the handle of the knife on his waist, shook his head, and said with a look of regret: "Before March, this Bashu sword god Yi Baili practiced and went mad, and he has died!"

"Dead?!" Zhuang Liu said in disbelief: "I can't imagine that such a martial arts master would die on the madness......"

Li Zhuzhu said with a contemptuous expression: "What kind of ability does Yi Baili have, how can he die on the fire and demons? A friend from the CD Mansion has already sent the news that Yi Baili did not die of going mad, but died of poisoning!"

Zhuang Liu took a piece of lotus root and was about to put it in his mouth, but stopped in mid-air, looked at Li Ruzhu and said, "Poisoned to death? Then why do you say that you have gone mad? Is there something hidden in this?"

"There's a fart hidden ......" Li Zhuzhu reached out to take the wine glass, saw that it was empty, and was just about to serve the wine pot to pour himself a cup, and at a glance saw that the wine pot was grabbed by Zhuang Liuyi's oily hands, greasy and difficult to start, and suddenly showed disgust, his eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible sharpness, and swept towards Zhuang Liuyi: "Yi Baili is the son-in-law of the Tang Sect in Sichuan, and the Tang Sect is the sect that uses poison in the martial arts. It's just a shame to say that he went crazy, no matter who poisoned Yi Baili, Tang Men resolutely refused to give up, and now the elites are looking for it, once the murderer is found, I think it's better to quickly cut it off on his own, otherwise Tang Men will never let him die happily!"

Zhuang Liu's eyes suddenly jumped out of a trace of vigilance, first panicked, and immediately calmed down, but this hand was still trembling slightly, picked up the wine jug, slowly poured himself a glass of wine, a pair of triangular eyes did not stop looking at Li Zhuzhu, and turned around twice and said: "I didn't expect Li Tou'er to be so well-informed, and even such a secret news was found out, and the two chief arresters of Chai and Ren, who are known as chasing the wind and shadows, are nothing more than that?"