Even in Hedong Luojiazhuang, which is rich in excellent swordsmen, Luo Qikang is also a genius, his swordsmanship does not go beyond the scope of his own martial arts, but it is self-contained.

His martial arts can even be compared with the hermit of the Luo family, but he refuses to be a behind-the-scenes force, preferring to walk the rivers and lakes and mingle with the sons of noble families in the capital, especially the concubine Pang Jing.

Luo Qikang died in the Western Regions, although the specific situation cannot be known to outsiders, but it is related to the Dragon King after all, and Luo Qibai, another top swordsman of the Luo family, is sure to be killed under the siege of the Dragon King and a woman.

The masters of the Locke family became interested in the legendary Book of the Dead.

This is Gu Shenwei's inference formed in an instant, and after thinking about it, I don't think it's wrong, although Harmony and the passage of time are both internal strengths, and the Dead Man's Sutra is a swordsmanship, as an excuse, it is still perfect.

Zihe Zhenren just wanted to delay time, and did not make any inferences, after listening to Luo Pingying's narration, he asked Gu Shenwei: "What do you have to say? In my impression, Marshal Yang is a very good person." ”

"The first time I heard the name Marshal Yang was two years after moving to the Western Regions, and the first time I saw him in person was at the gate of Jinpeng Fort, he thought I was dead, and I didn't say a word to him, he was assassinated by Jinpeng Fort. ”

"It seems that Gu Shenwei has never gotten the best secret from Marshal Yang. The real person said in a relaxed tone.

Luo Qicang once again showed his impatience, and interjected: "Marshal Yang simply went to Jinpeng Fort to die, he knew that the people of the Luo family were about to arrive, and he was not an opponent, and the backer Gu was gone, so he simply volunteered to die and fight for a chivalrous reputation, which is his consistent style." ”

When Marshal Yang had a good relationship with the Locke family, Luo Qicang was only a teenager, he had not become a hermit, and he had little contact with him, but he valued his own reputation more than anything else, so he hated the book thief who took advantage of the friendship of the Locke family.

The real person thought that Gu Shenwei would open his mouth to defend himself, but the only descendant of the Gu family didn't say anything, and he still had to deal with the accusation, "This...... There is no basis for his words, there must be some evidence, Marshal Yang is famous, and there are still people who remember him for more than ten years, you say that he is a hypocrite, and it is difficult to convince the public. ”

Luo Qicang stared at Gu Shenwei, "The Luo family doesn't need to serve the public, as long as the Dragon King says a word, have you practiced Hehejin?"

"I've practiced it, and I'm still practicing. Gu Shenwei's gaze stayed on Luo Pingying, and he had a feeling that this person was the real insider, and Luo Qicang was just a tool to be used.

But that doesn't mean much. The real person was a little tired of this argument, "The Gu family originally had the strength of harmony, how could Gu Shenwei know what he was practicing? Unless you hand over Qiankun to him...... Hey, this is an idea, you write the beginning of a passage of time, Gu Shenwei writes a harmonious beginning, is it the same **, you can see it at a glance. ”

The real person came up with a good idea, and both sides shook their heads.

"The passage of time has been ** once, and it must not be passed on again, even if it is a few sentences. Luo Qicang was the first to object.

"Gu's family biography**, I can't write it to outsiders. Of course, Gu Shenwei will not disclose his own mastery in vain.

The real person frowned, "Do you have to fight?"

Luo Qicang's right hand was still tightly holding the hilt of the sword, the contest just now was interrupted, he felt very unhappy, just like a great calligrapher when he was drunk, his surname was drunk, the tube was dipped in ink, and the paper had been paved, and he was about to write, but the pen in his hand was snatched away, and the anger in his heart can be imagined, for him, this fight must be fought.

Luo Pingying said slowly: "Through this competition, at least you can know the details of the Dragon King's internal strength. ”

The real person lowered his head, paced back and forth for a few steps, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Yes, I have an idea again, it seems that my old bones have not completely decayed." Didn't the Luo family suspect that Marshal Yang had stolen ** and given it to the Gu family? In this case, why did he have to dance the sword and make the sword? ”

"As long as the Dragon King agrees. Luo Qicang's tone was slightly disdainful, he was very sure that he had a better chance of winning than his internal strength.

"I agree. Gu Shenwei said that abandoning the knife does not have much impact on him.

Seeing that the two of them were about to step forward again, the real person stretched out his arms and stopped their steps, "Slow, I haven't finished talking yet, it's just a good idea to compare internal strength, I'm eighty years old, and I always have more experience than you." My idea is this, I have two palms, and I will palm you two at the same time, and then you can make a move, no matter how strong your internal strength, all of them will be beckoned to me, and attack the other side through me. I don't interfere, and I won't help a certain party, just watch, is your internal strength from the same kind of **, at a glance, how?"

This is a novel method of martial arts, Gu Shenwei had a similar experience, when he was still a teenager, he was used as a medium for two life-and-death masters to compete in internal strength, that feeling was unspeakably miserable, Zihe Zhenren was thin, and it seemed that he couldn't even bear a move.

But he is the head of the Kongtong faction, known as the old immortal, but he is not a young man with hatred and low martial arts back then, he dares to make such a suggestion, and he is sure.

The Luo family is worried about another thing, Zihe Zhenren has a high status, with his status, he should not lie, but internal strength is different from the sword, if the two sides try their best to enter the critical moment, the old immortal can make a certain meridian break and kill on the spot, and others can't see any flaws at all.

Luo Qicang still wants to accept this competition, he thinks that as long as he keeps an eye on it, he will not fall into the scheme, if Zihe Zhenren really secretly helps the Dragon King, then it will be better, and Luo Jiazhuang can break with the Kongtong faction openly.

He cast an inquiring and expectant look at Luo Pingying.

Luo Pingying either has the habit of being in a daze, or he really thinks twice about everything, in short, he looked thoughtful again, and then rejected the young hermit's request to fight, "Let me teach the Dragon King's internal strength." ”

Luo Qicang was so disappointed that he could only let go of the hilt of his sword and stay where he was as a bystander.

Luo Shaoxiong had the lowest status, and there was no place for him to speak, so he observed the every move of the two seniors with all his eyes, and immediately found that Luo Qicang's whole body was trembling very slightly, like a dam that had accumulated too much river water.

Luo Shaoxiong admired his uncle's strong desire to fight, and his requirements for himself were also higher.

Luo Pingying walked forward, holding the scabbard in his left hand, leaving his right hand free, his pace was the same as that of a person, every step had to be considered, although the time was extremely short, but his posture seemed strange, more than steady, but showed a trace of hesitation.

Gu Shenwei pinned the sheathed narrow knife to his waist and greeted it, his pace was light and swift, as if he would rise from the ground at any time.

Before they got to Zihe's real person, both of them were ready to go.

The real person was sandwiched between the two masters, and he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, and reminded: "I'll count one, two, three, and you will exert your strength later, but don't break up my old bones as soon as you come up." ”

"Obey the orders of the old immortals. "Luo Pingying is always polite.

Gu Shenwei nodded, stretched out his palm at the same time as the Luo family hermit, and pressed it on the left and right palms of Zihe Zhenren.

"One--you have to stop when I stop--two--But you also have to use all your strength, trying to hide the true internal strength is useless to me--three. ”

Gu Shenwei's first true qi was a temptation, he was afraid that the Purple Crane real person would not be able to stand the sword qi, so he didn't show it immediately.

Luo Pingying didn't use all his strength, he has not been walking in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the etiquette in the early years has not been forgotten, Zihe is really an elder, and he wants to make a humble expression.

"Tsk, it's too weak, have you discussed it to tickle me?"

Gu Shenwei and Luo Pingying didn't reply, and issued a second move, and their skills improved a lot.

"It's kind of interesting. "The real person is really impartial, even to the point of credulity, but he doesn't allow the true qi of others to run rampant within his meridians, leaving only the meridians on his arms, which meet in the heavy acupoints on his chest, forming a channel, and the strength of the two masters is limited to compete here," he said. ”

The third trick is that both of them use the best skills, and the real person shook his head and looked happy, "This is like words, but you are not a brute, you are not a stupid boy, don't you just compare the true qi, don't you have the luck method of harmony and strength, and the passage of time......?

The words behind the real person were blocked, and after testing each other for three moves, the two finally launched a formal attack.

Gu Shenwei set out seven sword qi in one breath, connected from end to end, and was like a broken bamboo in the meridians of the Purple Crane True Man.

Luo Pingying's strength was like a very small steel ball, shot out by a slingshot, and it was still spinning.

"Enough!" the real man screamed in a hoarse voice, and then his face turned from yellow to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black, as if he had accidentally taken a bite of the most ferocious chili pepper in the world.

The first sword qi and the balloon were evenly matched, and the second sword qi crushed the target, opening up a smooth avenue for the remaining five sword qi.

Luo Pingying was taken aback, and hurriedly transported all his true qi, using his own method to compete with the five sword qi that had penetrated into his meridians.

Luo Pingying's body shook, and his palms seemed to be separated from the real person, and Luo Qicang and Luo Shaoxiong, who were watching, were also taken aback, the swordsman with the deepest skills in the Luo family actually showed his defeated appearance!

Luo Pingying held on, the five sword qi were all dissolved, and he even turned the defense into an attack, returned to the meridian battlefield of the Purple Crane Zhenren, and rushed towards Gu Shenwei with the momentum of thousands of troops.

Between breaths, Gu Shenwei condensed another seven sword qi, and in addition, added a Sumeru mustard true qi, which was like a strong man, pushing the already extremely fast sword qi behind.

This collision occurred within the meridians of the Purple Crane Zhenren.

The few remaining hairs of the real person stood up in an instant, his eyes were wide open, and even the wrinkles around him were smoothed out, and his face stayed in purple, which was a faint purple halo, like the morning glow on the horizon, like a drop of paint spreading on the surface of the water.

"Stop-" The real person finally squeezed out a word in his throat, used his own strength, cut off Gu Shenwei's contact with Luo Pingying, and the two of them each took a step back, and their palms were separated from the real person.

Zihe Zhenren took five deep breaths in a row, and finally let out a long breath, finally relieved himself, looked left and right, and gave his opinion: "Strange, so strange!" (To be continued.) )