Entering the city of Hangzhou, coming to the West Lake, seeing the blue waves of the West Lake like a mirror, the willows on the embankment, and the poems of countless literati and came to mind, Luo Xuan sighed: Hangzhou West Lake really deserves its name.

followed Xiang Wentian in disguise and finally arrived at Meizhuang.

Xiang Wentian stepped forward, grabbed the polished big copper ring on the door, and turned around and was about to whisper an order, but saw Luo Xuan with a playful smile.

Luo Xuan said: "Do you want to say that everything is up to your arrangement?"

Luo Xuan knew that his swordsmanship path could be seen by Wentian, but he was unwilling to be the same as Ling Hu Chong in the original book.

"Brother, don't you think about it?"

"Knock on the door first. ”

Xiang Wentian just started, knocked the copper ring four times, stopped, knocked twice, stopped, knocked five, stopped again, knocked three times, and then put down the copper ring and retreated aside. After a while, the door slowly opened, and only then did I see Ding Jian and Shi Lingwei, dressed as domestic servants, walking out.

One of them bowed down and said, "What are you doing when you two come to our village?"

Xiang Wentian was about to make up an identity to deal with it, when a lazy voice came from behind him: "Come to give gifts!"

The man said, "My master never sees guests, nor does he accept gifts, please come back." As he spoke, he wanted to close the door.

Xiang Wentian hurriedly blocked the other party, his heart was like a grassland being galloped by thousands of alpacas, and he looked at Luo Xuan with a confused look, as if to say: Didn't you say listen to me?

Luo Xuan ignored Xiang Wentian's eyes, and still looked like he was ignoring, and asked: "Qilian Mountain splits the four tyrants with one palm, and one sword subdues the two heroes, which one is it?"

"I am, what are you doing?" was mentioned to his proud achievements, Ding Jian couldn't hide his smugness, but when he saw Luo Xuan's look of contempt, he was a little more unhappy at the moment.

"I am a great light, righteous, omniscient and omniscient head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Luo Xuan, who is also the great head of the Xuantian Sword Sect! Come to this Zhuangzi, first, to find a few masters of your family, by the way, to take you, to compete with the sword! Second, I want to ask Hei Baizi, so bold, a broken fingering actually dares to use the word 'Xuantian'!"

Xiang Wentian put his hand on his forehead and said in his heart: "I knew it was like this!"

Ding Jian said: "I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and I haven't heard of the Xuantian Sword Sect. My master doesn't compare swords, please go back. ”

It really became famous in one fell swoop, and no one knows it in this wilderness. The great reputation that was laid a few days ago is not easy to use here in Meizhuang. Luo Xuan didn't care about this, and sneered: "You can't stop it." ”

With that, lift your feet and step through the door.

"Junior is so daring!" This Ding Jian has been involved in Meizhuang for many years, and he has long lost his temper, and he was originally stimulated by Luo Xuan's words, as long as Luo Xuan didn't force his way in, Ding Jian would only close the door.

It's just that the other party not only threatened that he couldn't stop it, but also started to break through directly, and then Ding Jian's anger also came up! Brother was also a mess back then, and a junior dared to humiliate me like this!

The long sword swung horizontally, with a soft sound, the lightning flashed, and a sword stabbed out, Ding Jian was secretly complacent, he had been in seclusion in Meizhuang for more than ten years, and his kung fu had not been put aside at all.

Ding Jian was thinking that if his "one-word electric sword" was used, the other party would definitely show his timidity, as long as he took a step back, he would close the door!

Who knew that Luo Xuan was still walking into the house without realizing it!

Ding Jian thought to himself, you crashed into the sword net, don't blame me for the injury! But Ding Jian didn't see the blood-spattered scenery in his imagination, but instead saw the other party take two more steps!

Luo Xuanjian didn't bother to unsheath it, held the scabbard, and sent it gently, and the hilt flew out with the sword body. I saw that Ding Jian's sword was sweeping from left to right, and Luo Xuan's sword hilt was just right over his wrist!

Ding Jian's posture of taking out his sword was as if he was sending his own wrist to Luo Xuan's sword blade, which scared Ding Jian's soul!

Whew--

The sword was unsheathed, and Luo Xuan flicked it lightly, blocking Ding Jian's sword.

Luo Xuan listened to it, stood inside the door and said, "This word electric sword is really good! It's very bright!"

Ding Jian almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his most proud swordsmanship was evaluated "quite brightly" in the eyes of the other party, how could people not be ashamed? What made Ding Jian even more ashamed and indignant was that it was the young man in front of him who was less than twenty years old who made the evaluation, which made Ding Jian, who prides himself a martial arts senior, put his face away?

Luo Xuan still looked lazy, and said to Ding Jian: "Don't you go to Tongyu yet?"

Xiang Wentian hurriedly remedied it on the side: "Let's just say that someone gave a gift!"

Xiang Wentian was already very nervous right now, that Huang Zhonggong's combat power was on par with himself, if he attacked the opponent's place, he might not be able to rescue the sect leader.

Xiang Wentian was originally apprehensive, but when he saw Luo Xuan's appearance of being a bamboo in his chest, he had an inexplicable confidence.

Ding Jian had no choice but to enter the door to report, and Luo Xuan looked at Shi Lingwei playfully: "Hubei Hengjiang rescued orphans, a purple gold gossip knife killed the thirteen big heads of the Qinglong Gang and splashed the blood of Shi Daxia at the head of the Hanshui River, please?"

Shi Lingwei said: Nima......

His proud record has not been mentioned for many years, and now it comes out of the mouth of a hairy boy, how do you feel like a great irony?

Shi Lingwei silently led the way, and Luo Xuan and the two swaggered inside.

It is worthy of being a plum village, the village is full of plum trees outside the village, the village is actually everywhere, walk through a big patio, plant an old plum tree on the left and right sides of the patio, the branches are like iron, it is extremely vigorous. The scenery is good, and you can see the literary and artistic style of the four friends of the south of the Yangtze River.

When he came to the hall, Shi Lingwei didn't invite the two of them to take a seat, just stood and looked at the two.

Xiang Wentian was not embarrassed, turned his head and walked to the large central hall hanging in the hall and commented on the painting: "This painting is good, well, not bad." ”

After Luo Xuan glanced at it, he didn't even have the interest to look up, he found a seat and sat down, and said boredly: "That's it, all you can see in the whole painting is the word 'drunk', which contains a set of swordsmanship." ”

Although Shi Lingwei looked at the two of them angrily beside him, he was taken aback when he heard Luo Xuan say this, and said in his heart: "The fourth village master said that this painting was painted by him after he was drunk that day, and he inadvertently contained the swordsmanship in it, which was the most proud work in his life, and he couldn't paint it again after he woke up." This Xuantian Sword Sect Master can actually see the sword intent from this painting, his swordsmanship is so skillful?"

Xiang Wentian coughed and said, "Brother, do you know calligraphy and painting?"

Luo Xuan said: "I don't understand, don't show me your "Traveling Map of Streams and Mountains". ”

As soon as the words fell, a long-haired drunk man outside the door entered the door, and happened to hear Luo Xuan's words, and said loudly: ""Xishan Travel Map"?

"Nonsense! I'm here to compare swords with you, how can I do it without a little color? However, after seeing the picture you painted, I knew that you should also take a look at this thing, your swordsmanship is too bad, and you have no hope for this color. ”