Duan Shanyue was still witty, calmed down, walked to the center of the hall with Taishi Qiu's torch-like gaze, and made a fist at Taishi Qiu.

"Xiaguan Duan Shanyue, this time by the blessing of the saint, luckily won the martial arts examination, and now he has been rewarded by the Taishi, and his gratitude can't help himself!

Taishi Qiu was born in the army, and he is also a superb martial artist, and he has seen Duan Shanyue's martial arts exam.

However, due to the disparity in the strength of his opponent, Duan Shanyue won too easily, so he could only take a general look at it, knowing that Duan Shanyue was really good, but it was difficult to judge the extent of his kung fu.

Since Duan Shanyue has the heart to express himself at the moment, it's good to take a look!

Thinking of this, Taishi Qiu said: "The scorpion knife technique is unheard of. Just play it!"

"Master Xie, and let the subordinate go to the mount to get the big sword. ”

Speaking of this, Duan Shanyue looked at the dozen or so seats on the left and right, and said, "The scorpion knife technique is extremely powerful, and it is inevitable that it will be injured by mistake, and I also ask the Taishi to withdraw these tables and chairs first to make some room for the lower officials." ”

Taishi Qiu agreed, and the tables and chairs were withdrawn, and Duan Shanyue went to get the knife by himself.

In a moment, he took the big knife, and everyone saw that this knife was really peculiar!

Look at the knife: the knife is six feet long, the blade of the knife is three feet each; the cold light of the knife body is pressing, it must be a hundred refined steel, the knife shaft is purple and red, it should be the best selection of cooked copper; the tiger head knife head, the python head knife at the end of the rod bites the thick iron chain of the finger of the finger, and hangs a fist-sized eight-sided gourd meteor hammer.

Everyone was still amazed by this knife, and Duan Shanyue spoke again: "Master Yu, these tables and chairs still need to be retreated three feet. ”

Now the guests in those seats are unhappy, especially those who have been affected.

"It's such a big place, it's not enough for you to play?"

"Knife or us?"

"Is it to entertain us or to toss us?"

......

It's no wonder that the land that has just been vacated is more than enough to set up a stage and sing.

However, Taishi Qiu was not impatient and still agreed.

The venue was vacated, Duan Shanyue walked to the middle of the field and stood still, closed his eyes and concentrated, pointed obliquely at the ground with a knife in his right hand, and hung a golden hammer with a chain in his left hand.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, his eyes were full of light, the big knife in his right hand was raised, and the golden hammer in his left hand danced, turning it into two flowers, one large and one small.

I saw these two flowers flickering and moving in the field with Duan Shanyue's footwork gradually unfolding, reflecting each other!

Everyone is cheering, the knife stops hammering, like flowers withering, everyone is about to be melancholy, the knife and hammer are moving again, but it is a different weather!

The big knife is tumbling like a tiger descending the mountain, and the golden hammer is galloping like a giant python out of a hole!

The crowd applauded again!

I saw Duan Shanyue throwing the golden hammer backwards and up like a scorpion tail, and the big knife swung forward and down like a scorpion pincer, like a huge scorpion fighting in the field!

Everyone applauded!

Duan Shanyue suddenly shouted again, let go of his right hand holding the knife, and instead held the chain with both hands, and swung the six-foot big knife into half a ball of light to envelop his whole body!

For a while, the sword wind was agitated, and everyone had to fly with crowns and hats, and their clothes were hunting!

The ball of light grew bigger and bigger, and it was Duan Shanyue who gradually lowered the iron chain in his hand until the golden hammer at the tail.

Layers of air waves continued to pour out from the huge ball of light, like a storm crashing on the shore, making the tables and chairs tremble, and the cups and saucers on the table jumped wildly!

The person who complained about moving the table was shaved in pain at the moment, his mouth and nose were also pressed to the point that it was difficult to breathe, and his body involuntarily leaned back, wishing that he had just moved a few more feet!

Duan Shanyue shouted again, his left hand was quickly retracted, the knife returned to his right hand, and the ball of light disappeared abruptly, leaving only Duan Zhuangyuan standing in the field like an iron tower, calm and relaxed!

Instant applause thundered, and it lasted for a long time.

"Duan Zhuangyuan's knife technique is exquisite, the old man is breathtaking! Come, the old man toasts you!"

It didn't matter if Taishi Qiu was respected, Duan Shanyue immediately became the object of everyone's toast.

"Duan Zhuangyuan is a young hero!"

"Duan Zhuangyuan's sword technique is like a god!"

"Duan Zhuangyuan's martial arts are unfathomable!"

Of course, there are also those who can't speak: "Duan Zhuangyuan is really a person who can't be seen!"

......

But this is not a problem, Duan Shanyue has finally been able to see the moon, and finally has a smiling face, and it seems that he is still a little excited!

It stands to reason that you should have a happy meal now, but he is not a master who accepts what he sees.

In terms of official rank, Duan Shanyue should have given He Zhuowen's wine first, but of course he wouldn't do it.

He Zhuowen is not rude, and he came over to toast while Duan Zhuangyuan was proud.

Duan Shanyue spoke first.

"Lord He, how is Duan's knife technique?"

He Zhuowen said: "Brother Duan's sword technique is magical, Zhuo Wen is deeply admired!"

He Zhuowen's words came from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't mean to be flattering, but Duan Shanyue was extremely comfortable to hear!

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the sword on He Zhuowen's waist, and pretended to be surprised: "Lord He knows how to use a sword?"

Before the words fell, his right hand was as fast as lightning and grabbed He Zhuowen's sword.

At that time, the literati sword was also considered a fashion, and today the Jinshi who came with He Zhuowen also have a lot of swords hanging from their waists.

The sword is just a decoration for them, just add some heroism!

Some scholars even thought that the real sword was too heavy, and there was a wooden sword in the scabbard.

Duan Shanyue's thoughts were the same, especially when he looked at He Zhuowen's sword:

The brown and yellow wooden scabbard is inlaid with seven-colored agate and moire gold, and the brown and yellow wooden hilt is inlaid with multicolored crystals wrapped in finely woven platinum wire!

The most obvious is the wisp of fiery red tassels hanging on the hilt of the sword, which is a sign of the literati decorating the sword!

Give you He Zhuowen's sword to pull out, if it is a real sword, let you dance the sword, if you can't dance, you will be ridiculed, if it is a fake sword, it is better, let you hang up on the spot!

However, after a quarter of the incense, Duan Shanyue would regret his idea.

Duan Shanyue's attack was extremely fast, He Zhuowen was almost caught off guard, but the instinct of the sword could make him react faster!

With a slight touch of the hilt of his left hand, Duan Shanyue's hand, which was only 0.01 centimeters away from the sword, had already fallen!

What's even worse is that Duan Shanyue is not mentally prepared for this at all!

was originally going across the table, and the figure leaned forward, this sudden grasp of the air, sparing him no matter how high his kung fu was, no matter how much he could take root under his feet, he would even fall down with the table!

At this moment, Duan Shanyue, who was shouting "Bitter!" in his heart, suddenly felt a soft force coming from his right arm, and it was He Zhuowen who made the shot!

Seeing that Duan Shanyue's center of gravity had been lost, he flipped the shape of his left hand with the sword, and gently lifted Duan Shanyue's right arm half an inch in front of his elbow, instantly straightening his body.

Duan Shanyue stood firm at his feet, but his heart was shocked!

"This kid has practiced?!"

He was far more surprised than he Duan Shanyue.

There is no shortage of masters at today's banquet, which is the so-called insider's doorway.

Although He Zhuowen is just a touch of light, a group of masters, including Taishi Qiu, have already seen that He Zhuowen not only has martial arts, but also is by no means simple!

Dong Dabao beside Duan Shanyue was even more amazed there!

He Zhuowen held the cup in both hands and bowed slightly to Duan Shanyue.

"Foolish brother's fur, Brother Duan won't laugh!"

After finishing speaking, he drank all the wine and wanted to return to his seat.

"He Zhuangyuan and don't be humble, the sword skills of the appropriate Duan Zhuangyuan are wonderful, which has opened the eyes of the old man, it is rare that He Zhuangyuan is a genius of both civil and military affairs, it is better to dance with the sword, let me wait for my eyes to be full, isn't it wonderful?"

When Taishi Qiu opened his mouth, the guests echoed one after another.

Taishi Qiu was surprised and delighted at this time, he didn't expect that Jinke, who was well-versed in ancient times and brilliant literature, would actually be able to do martial arts, and if such a talent really served himself, it would be more than a tiger with wings!

Therefore, he was eager to explore the depth of He Zhuowen's martial arts.

"Zhuo Wen's sword art is slight, I'm afraid of insulting the eyes of the Grand Master and all the adults!"

"He Zhuangyuan must stop being humble, otherwise he will not give face to the old man!"

Although Taishi Qiu was still smiling, his tone was even a little tough.

He Zhuowen saw that he couldn't shirk it, so he put back the wine cup, walked into the middle of the field, and bowed with his fists.

"So, Zhuo Wen is ugly!"

"Okay!

It turned out that the tables and chairs that had been moved back for Duan Shanyue just now had been placed in their original positions at this moment.

"No need, Zhuo Wen's skills are clumsy, he can't compare to Brother Duan, and the place he needs is not more than enough. ”

Although He Zhuowen said this, the guests at the next head were not too troublesome at this time, and consciously moved the tables and chairs back, perhaps because of Duan Shanyue's knife technique, which made them feel uneasy.

After the tables and chairs were set, He Zhuowen, who had been standing in the field for a long time, slowly pulled out his sword, and a dazzling silver light suddenly gushed out.

The sword is three feet long and two, and the light at the blade is even stronger, and it must be extremely sharp; the sword body is engraved with six stars, like the Beidou, but one star is missing.

As soon as the long sword was unsheathed, a cold gaze suddenly shot from the oblique stab, so cold that even He Zhuowen, who had always been calm, couldn't help but shiver!

He Zhuowen looked at the tip of the sword, but his mind was searching quickly.

Judging from the direction, this cold gaze should have come from the unusually respectable guest of the chief on the left.

This person is about fifty, slender and long, his face is as white as jade, he is dressed as a Taoist priest, with a high bundle of mixed yuan hair and a boxwood hairpin, and he has a refined eight-inch beard without any white, wearing a gossip robe, hugging Taiyi and whisking the dust!

During the banquet, I heard others call him Cui Xiu, who was the national teacher of the dynasty, "Ten Directions Real People"!

When Cui Xiu came, He Zhuowen had already paid attention to this guest of honor with fairy wind bones.

It's just that Cui Xiu's personality seems to be a little withdrawn, and after entering the table, he doesn't spit out a word, doesn't smile, doesn't appreciate singing and dancing, and doesn't enjoy food, he basically sits with his eyes down, like meditation.

In addition to having a drink with Master Qiu, when others toasted, he bowed his head slightly, and sometimes he didn't even raise his eyes, and everyone didn't care, as if he had long been accustomed to it.

He Zhuowen was lucky, when he went to pay tribute to Cui Xiu, at least Cui Xiu also glanced at him, but his eyes were very flat, far less sharp than this!

Obviously, Cui Xiu cares very much about He Zhuowen's sword, and it is unknown why.

He Zhuowen didn't have time to think about it at this moment, retracted his mind, carried his left hand behind him, pointed the sword forward and down with his right hand, and then slowly led the sword from the front to the top and then back down, drawing a large semicircle......

A miraculous thing happened, the tip of the sword passed by, leaving a little star mark, and this star mark was actually frozen in the air, connected into a wide star belt, shining endlessly, reflecting the original brilliant lights of the Taishi Mansion into a dim light!

This seems to be a slow stroke, but it draws a galaxy and a night!

The banquet hall of Taishi's Mansion was invaded by night in an instant, and there was silence in all directions.