Chapter Ninety-One: If you don't agree, you draw your sword
Without further ado, the three women agreed to leave without waiting for the boat to dock, leaving the remaining four. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Obviously, Tang Banyan Tree and Mrs. Luo, as the number two people of the White Lotus Sect and the Wenxiang Sect respectively, had their own affairs, and they also left after a while, leaving only Li Qinglian and Xu Beiyou for a while.
In the shipbuilding, Xu Beiyou and Li Qinglian stared at each other with a tacit understanding.
Xu Beiyou joked: "Everyone is gone, why don't you leave? ”
"Why are you embarrassed to say me?!" Li Qinglian's eyes widened, "Now you are the young master of the Sword Sect." ”
"I won't interfere in the affairs of the Sword Sect for the time being, this is what my master meant. Xu Beiyou said narrowly: "But since my senior sister admits that I am the young master of the Sword Sect, then I will give you an order as the young master, hurry up and run for the revival of our Sword Sect, don't always dangle in front of my eyes." ”
Li Qinglian said angrily: "I want you to take care of your idleness? Who recognizes your identity as a young master? Who wants to listen to your orders?"
"Okay, if you don't go, I'll go, the weather is good today, I'll go ashore for a walk. Xu Beiyou smiled, no longer bothered with the kitten that began to blow up, slowly got up, and walked out with his sword.
Li Qinglian gritted her teeth and said, "Hurry up, leave early and be clean early!"
The painting boat docked, and Xu Beiyou disembarked and landed.
At this time, Xu Beiyou was wearing a wide-sleeved crane robe, stepping on clouds, his long hair was tied into a regular square bun with a delicate silver crown, and his originally clear and clean face was a little more calm after the sea was overwhelmed, with a sword at his waist, holding the head of the sword in his hand, walking between them, his clothes were fluttering, and he was chic and dignified.
It is no wonder that it is said that people need clothes, and Buddhas need gold clothes.
Xu Beiyou, who has changed his dress, is no longer the country boy he was at the beginning, who doesn't praise a good boy when he sees it now?
After looking east and west for a long time, when he walked to a secluded place, Xu Beiyou suddenly stopped, and the palm that was originally pressed on the head of the sword slid down to three inches below the sword, and his thumb was against the sword, and he gently pushed it up, and the Tianlan sword on his waist was unsheathed.
The forty-nine platinum sword qi on the sword was contained and not let go.
"Although you can't close your mind and raise your mind, you can be able to collect and release freely, which is commendable. A figure stepped out of the shadows, sword on its back.
Xu Beiyou raised his eyebrows, "Look at the eyes, there is the sword qi of the Sword Sect on your body, you are a person from the Sword Qi Volley Hall?"
"Good eyesight. This person is a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance, and he introduced himself: "I am the Changxin Sword Master of the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall, and I followed Murong Xuanyin back to Jiangdu from Houjian not long ago, and I didn't plan to meet you today, after all, several earth immortals gathered, and I didn't dare to approach rashly." ”
"Murong Xuanyin? Also, what did you call me just now? Shouldn't you be honored as the young master? Xu Beiyou said calmly: "Or do you say that you have already taken refuge in that Xuan Sect Sect Leader and are ready to turn your back on the Sword Sect." ”
Changxin Sword Master said calmly: "You don't deserve to be called the young master, even if you change your clothes, you are still the country boy you were at the beginning, why should you be the young master of our Sword Sect? As for whether I take refuge in Murong Xuanyin, it is not your turn to make irresponsible remarks." ”
Xu Beiyou calmed down and said: "Don't say if I am qualified to be the young master of the Sword Sect, listen to what you mean, you have made up your mind to defect to Murong Xuanyin's command?"
Xu Beiyou paused for a moment, and then said in an accentuated tone: "My wife said that those who should stay should stay, and those who don't want to stay will be the dead of the Sword Sect." ”
Changxin Swordsman said coldly: "Zhang Xueyao, she has been at odds with her master for a long time, why should she point fingers at us? Besides, Murong Xuanyin is about to take Jiangdu, and it is difficult to finish the eggs under the nest, and now she is already difficult to protect herself. ”
Xu Beiyou laughed angrily and said: "What a big breath, how did Master I be wise and accept you fools in the end? Also, without Master's protection, if you idiots want to survive in this world, you really have to find a good master, I am shallow in virtue and thin in my deeds, and I can't afford to worship a great bodhisattva like you." ”
Changxin Swordsman finally showed a little anger, and held the sword behind his back with his backhand, "Your verbal kung fu is powerful, but I don't know if your sword kung fu is also as powerful as your verbal kung fu?"
Xu Beiyou's waist Tianlan was out of the sheath for three points.
The sword aura is awe-inspiring.
Changxin Sword Master said indifferently: "Winning or losing with a sword is right or wrong, this is the rule left by the ancestor. Draw your sword, if I draw it first, you may not have a chance to draw it. ”
"Hubris. ”
Xu Beiyou only said two words, and as he grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand, he quickly calmed down the anger in his heart, and the whole person was immersed in the state of Gujing without waves.
The Changxin Swordsman narrowed his eyes.
He had to admit that this young man, who had been taught and cultivated by the sect master himself, had now entered the hall on the way to the sword, and if it took some time, he would definitely not be his opponent.
However, to be the sect master of the Sword Sect, it is not enough to be better than yourself, the Sword Sect has always had an unwritten rule, and the sect master is half of the Sword Sect.
This sentence does not mean that the authority of the sect master is great, but that the sect master is worth half of the sword sect.
A Xu Beiyou without a master, is it worthy?
The ascension to the throne of the Sword Sect Masters of the past dynasties will be accompanied by bloody storms. If Xu Beiyou is really qualified, then just grab it. If you grab it, you can count it, but if you can't grab it, then accept your fate.
Xu Beiyou took a step forward, and without seeing how he drew his sword, Tianlan had already unsheathed, drawing a stunning arc and slashing at the throat of the Changxin Sword Master.
This is the unique sword drawing technique of the Sword Sect, compared to the name of the sword drawing technique, Xu Beiyou prefers its other elegant name, which is gorgeous in an instant.
Changxin Swordsman showed a faint surprise, quickly reined in his original thoughts of light enemies, and retreated three steps back, the same sword drawing technique, the same how to draw the sword, the long sword behind his back had been unsheathed to block Xu Beiyou's sharp sword.
The last to come, from this point of view, Xu Beiyou is indeed inferior to Changxin Swordsman.
Xu Beiyou was blocked by a sword, and he did not compete with the Changxin swordsman, but directly took advantage of the situation to roll the sword.
Although Changxin Swordsman has never learned the sword thirty-six, after all, he has been following Gongsun Zhongmou for a long time, and he has never eaten pork and seen a pig run, so he naturally knows how powerful this sword is and does not dare to let Xu Beiyou use up this sword completely.
However, Xu Beiyou is not Wuxia Ameng, he has gone through more than ten battles along the way, and has always been weak and strong, and he has already learned how to avoid his edge without a teacher, even if Changxin Sword Master is a realm higher than him, it is absolutely difficult to win with a sword.
I saw Xu Beiyou merge the sword seven into the sword ten, moving with the rolling sword, combined with the inspiration from Li Qinglian, the whole person was like a spinning spiral, avoiding the edge of the center in an instant, and slashing at the sword of the Changxin sword master from the side with seven consecutive swords, with the help of the rebound momentum to instantly open the distance, and truly achieved it in one go.
The Changxin swordsman who failed with a sword was greatly annoyed, this kid really has some doorways, and it is not easy among his peers, but he doesn't know how to advance or retreat, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, but it's a pity that he has this cultivation and qualifications.
Changxin Sword Master no longer left any room, and without warning, he burst into a sword, and the whole person was full of sword qi in an instant, and the ground under his feet shattered inch by inch. The sword blade was wrapped in the forty-nine platinum sword qi that seemed to be overflowing, and approached Xu Beiyou's face door.
Xu Beiyou had to use the sword momentum that was not more than half of the savings to turn into a sword two to draw a sword, the two sword weapons intersected, making a piercing sound, and the sword qi overflowed, and in the end, Xu Beiyou relied on the advantage of Tianlan, and finally blocked this sword with all his might.
Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Tianlan in his hand trembled slightly.
Although he blocked a sword from the Changxin Sword Master, he also had to interrupt Jian Ten's rolling sword accumulation.
Chang Xin raised the sword in his hand and said slowly: "Next time, you won't have such good luck." ”
Xu Beiyou didn't speak, just sneered.
The next moment, it was Xu Beiyou who rushed to attack, and Tianlan in his hand was like a rainbow in his hand, stabbing Chang Xin's chest.
This sword can be called indomitable, and there is no regret in the nine deaths.
Sword one!
Changxin's eyelids jumped, and he didn't dare to block it head-on, but dodged sideways, but at the moment when the two of them were staggered, Xu Beiyou's waist once again burst out with a flash of sword light.
Instant brilliance.
Chang Xin was caught off guard, and a wound more than a foot long was left on his chest by this red sword light.
The flesh was turned over, and blood was dripping with blood.
The two swapped places and decided separately.
Xu Beiyou stood in Changxin's original position, holding two swords in both hands, one in front and one behind, one positive and one negative, Tianlan in his right hand, and evil in his left hand.
Xu Beiyou said softly: "If you and I were in the same realm, you would be dead by now." ”