Chapter Twenty-Five: A Rare Talent

Life is like a knife, carving every experience on the white bones, and along the way, Lu Sanchuan's body has already been engraved with inscriptions. *Follow* Dream *Small* Said .lā He asked Su Qing the sentence "Why do you practice martial arts", in fact, he was asking himself.

Why do I practice martial arts, it's to protect important people!

The first time Lu Sanchuan reached into his arms, he indeed planned to hand over the mind of the Dragon Yin Knife in exchange for the lives of Su Qing and the others, but the first thing he touched was not a rough and warm sheepskin with the Heart Method of the Dragon Yin Knife, but a silky silk.

He immediately reacted, this is the "Four Phoenixes of Swords" given by He An. After consulting He An, he already understood that the so-called supreme swordsmanship "Drawing Swords and Four Phoenixes" was just He An's imagination, and it was useless in actual combat, besides, he had firmly remembered the four moves recorded on the silk in his heart, and there was no difference between whether there was silk or not.

He thought about it, and suddenly thought that he could come to a trick to "steal the beam and change the pillar", the other party had never seen the mind of the dragon sword and the four phoenixes of the sword, I just took out the gold silk silk from my arms and threw it up, who knows if I threw the heart of the dragon sword?

Sure enough, as soon as Lu Yao and the others saw Lu Sanchuan take out a silk silk and throw it upward, they rushed up regardless of it. It's not that they haven't thought that Lu Sanchuan has another trick, but they feel that a white-faced scholar like Lu Sanchuan shouldn't be able to think of any clever plan, at most, the golden cicada will break out of its shell, use the mental method as bait, trick them into fighting each other, and then wait for an opportunity to escape. The real purpose of his trip is the mental method of Youlong Yindao, as long as he gets the mental method, he does not care if Lu Sanchuan lives or dies?

No one expected that Lu Sanchuan, who was the son of Lu Benchi, actually had peerless martial arts.

Zhang Ge's brother-in-law, Shi Qianliang, was still sitting motionless on the ground. He wasn't waiting for the right moment to make a move, but he was too scared to move. This man who looks less than twenty, who looks white and pure and weak, has such a high level of light skills, and can also use a knife accompanied by a knife groan? Just that move is enough to make most of the rivers and lakes tremble!

Su Qing also looked at Lu Sanchuan standing between heaven and earth with a knife in a daze, both shocked and relieved.

Lu Sanchuan didn't feel that he was any different from before, he just glanced at the corpse on the ground, put away the knife, hurriedly went to Su Qing's side, and pinched her right shoulder that had been beaten by a folding fan for her. "Qing'er, are you okay?"

Su Qing originally liked Lu Sanchuan's Confucian temperament, polite and polite, but hot-blooded. And today, I found out that this pure and good boy who seems to be harmless to humans and animals is actually a jade sword of good quality. Although she helped Zhang Minxi, there was only the shadow of Lu Sanchuan in her eyes, "Brother Chuan, you are talented"

"Huh?" Lu Sanchuan glanced over at the corpse on the ground, "What happened just now?"

Su Qing asked, "What kind of martial arts are you making?"

Lu Sanchuan said without thinking, "I just stepped forward with the Qianling granted to me by my predecessors, and then slashed out. Seeing the incredulity and expectation in Su Qing's eyes, he thought for a moment, shook his head and continued, "That shouldn't be my father's dragon sword, right? ”

Su Qing overflowed with a smile, jumped on the spot, and said happily, "Although there is no sound of dragon groaning, there is the sound of knife groaning!"

Monk Lu Sanchuan was puzzled, "The sound of the knife?"

Su Qing nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Well! The fist has the fist qi, the palm has the palm wind, and when the martial arts reach a certain level, even the heavens will be impressed with you! When you were in the Zhuwan Village in the south of Wuchang City, the first time you took out the sword, it was accompanied by the sound of the sword roaring, and today, when you came out of the sword, there was a groan! Brother Chuan, you are really a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years!"

Lu Sanchuan smiled and was about to answer, but Zhang Minxi suddenly raised his hand and slapped Lu Sanchuan in the face.

Not to mention Lu Sanchuan and Su Qing, even Shi Qianliang, who was sitting on the ground, was taken aback.

But seeing Coco Zhang's face red and red ears and tears, he was obviously annoyed and sad. She shouted almost hysterically, "Since your martial arts are so high, why do you want to run away! Why don't you stay and fight side by side with my father!

At Lu Sanchuan's feet, Zhang Ge's corpse was lying, as long as he lowered his head, he could see the middle-aged man who was as warm as jade. He is not a flamboyant businessman, and he can't think of so many excuses to prevaricate Zhang Min, so he just said truthfully, "This is what Senior Zhang meant." ”

Zhang Wenxi screamed: "Then my father told you to die, do you want to die! I don't know my brother! I don't know my brother! Come out and kill this person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Zhang Minxi's sharp voice pierced Su Qing's ears, but when she lost her father, she did not get angry with her, but persuaded her, "Our martial arts are not as good as Zhang's predecessors, and Zhang's predecessors are worried that we will be harmful and unprofitable to stay, so we will use Zhang's seniors' martial arts, it is impossible for us to be killed by these people, they must have used some conspiracy." ”

After Shi Qianliang heard this, he trembled all over, and secretly said that this little girl's mouth is really poisonous! No, I can't stay by their side, Lu Sanchuan's martial arts are so high, I definitely can't find a chance to start, and then I'm afraid that I won't get the mental method, but I will expose myself and give my life in vain. But he finally killed Zhang Ge, and he was reluctant to give up, so he had to continue to sit on the ground, walking step by step.

Coco Zhang was grief-stricken, so naturally he couldn't listen to persuasion, caught whoever bit whom, bit his lip and raised his hand again, and was about to slap Su Qing.

Lu Sanchuan grabbed her wrist first, his face gloomy, "Miss Zhang, I'm sorry for Senior Zhang's death." He was not killed by me, but he died because of me. I promised Senior Zhang that I would take good care of you, so naturally I won't break my promise. But this matter has nothing to do with Qing'er, and she just hugged you when you were about to fall, which is a small favor, but at this time you want to start beating her, doesn't seem right?"

Zhang Wenxi was used to being willful in Dongli Villa, and even dared not listen to Zhang Ge's orders, let alone him Lu Sanchuan? She tried her best to break free from Lu Sanchuan's shackles, and stared at Lu Sanchuan with a pair of blood-red tears, and screamed, "What kind of thing are you, and you dare to teach me a lesson?"

Lu Sanchuan swallowed a breath, calmed down, held the hidden dragon knife in his right hand, turned the handle of the knife, and handed it to Zhang Wenxi, "Miss Zhang, if you can't be angry, cut me! ”

Zhang Wenxi pushed Su Qing away without hesitation, took the hidden dragon knife from Lu Sanchuan's hand, raised it high, held his breath, and was about to split off Lu Sanchuan's head.

Shi Qianliang sat on the side, happy to close his mouth, gloating in his heart and shouting quickly! Kill Lu Sanchuan with a knife, and the mental method is mine!

Su Qing was pushed away by Zhang Minxi's palm, but seeing that Zhang Minxi really raised the hidden dragon knife, he hurriedly pulled Lu Sanchuan.

When the hidden dragon knife fell, it did not hit Lu Sanchuan's head, and the tip of the knife fell from above, cutting a shallow hole in Lu Sanchuan's chest.

Seeing this, Su Qing was very distressed, and he no longer cared about any etiquette promises, and after standing firm, he raised his hand and slapped Zhang Minxi in the face, and shouted angrily with the momentum of a lion's roar, "Have you made enough trouble!"