Chapter Forty-Seven: The Shadow of the Sword

The wind and the moon and the stars are full of insects and flowers, and the dew on the ground is also flickering under the shadow of the clouds like breathing.

Shi Sheng and Liang Anli stood in the courtyard, smiling and right.

The wind moves, and it rises with you.

Liang An pointed into a sword, approached quickly, and raised his hand to be a sword intent agitation, pointing straight at his chest.

Shi Sheng stepped forward, turned his fingers sideways, and slashed diagonally with the knife in his palm, and actually substituted the eight methods in the knife into it, but this falling blow split the void.

When Liang Anzi's finger force was missed, he took a step to avoid early. At this moment, he was approaching the side and said with a smile: "Your trick is quite different from what Master Huang taught back then." ”

"What's the matter, as soon as I make this trick, you can't admit defeat? haha. ”

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a few years, and I'm not afraid to flash my mouth when I speak. ”

"Oh, I don't know who used to crook the corners of his mouth and let out countless nonsense. ”

"I remember, you didn't have the ability to learn the tongue back then, ha......"

The words are self-contained, and after some laughter, the two of them are right again. Pointing to the palm but quite a bit of a joke, when the rise, Shi Sheng learned to dance and pinch his fingers according to the appearance of Sakura, so that he used the method of hitting the acupoint.

"Pap" is like a colorful chicken pecking at it, Shi Sheng looked at the gap, the archer stood down, and tapped it in Liang An's wrist, making it sour and numb. "I have practiced martial arts for many years, and if you talk about fists and feet, I am afraid that you are still inferior. However, since you have said that you have achieved a small swordsmanship, you will draw your sword and use it, so that I can see what you have learned from this broad-skinned boy. ”

"Hehe, you can say this to yourself, if you lose then, don't rely on me to rely on the advantage of the blade. ”

"Hmph, are you going to learn swordsmanship?" As he spoke, Shi Sheng returned to the house and took out a thick-bladed broadsword, shook it in front of Liang An and said, "This broadsword is hard to prevent, and I am afraid that you will break your sword and find me to compensate for it." ”

"Phew" Liang An also pulled out of his waist and swallowed the sky, and said: "I'm still afraid that you will have a thick blade and a broken mouth and cry your nose." ”

"Don't believe me, try it. ”

"Hmph, if I'm afraid of you, the master will take your surname. ”

The two of them held the sharp blade and shouted to repel each other, if the sect of others bumped into it, they were afraid that they would be mistaken for the market Pilai, how could they have the slightest sectarian disciple demeanor.

Shi Sheng raised the big knife and strode forward, it was a heavy split, as if he wanted to tear Liang Ansheng apart. However, under the fierce appearance, there are seven points of strength, and only three points remain.

Looking at this posture, Liang Antong also raised his eyebrows lightly, and went up with a horizontal sword.

There was a chaotic clanging sound, and the two of them were unexpectedly undisciplined, like naughty children dancing branches, waving wildly.

"Haha, it seems that if you don't use some real skills, you can't really be beaten. Liang An laughed loudly and jumped backwards, his true qi encroaching and swallowing the sky, suddenly arousing the frost of the blade. The light and shadow of the stars and moon are scarce, and it is like a sword, and it is shining.

Shi Sheng knew that Liang An had already collected his stubborn heart, grabbed the knife and held it obliquely, covering the shadow in front, and waited carefully for the strong move to come.

"Look at it...... " After the injection was finished, Liang An said a word and stabbed the swallowing sky out. With a trembling groan, the long sword turned into a silver snake, and seven sword shadows instantly appeared.

In the face of such a skillful move, Shi Shenglao's knife circled and retreated, giving up eight steps straight before turning into the sword shadow of the sashimi. Good boy, if you learn it on the same day as me, I'm afraid that this trick will already be different!

"Good swordsmanship! You can also see how my swordsmanship is!" As soon as Shi Sheng set his feet, he stepped forward and the thick blade had already arrived in front of Liang An.

With the power of "ding", Liang An's body swayed crookedly with the swallowing sky. It's so heavy!

The knives are together, like maggots on tarsal bones, and they do not leave their bodies. The Eight Laws were actually made by the stone in one breath, not to mention the gurgling of a stream, and the source was endless.

Liang Anxin knew that it was difficult to defend for a long time, not to mention that the knife was becoming more and more intense, and it was definitely beyond his own control. Just as Shi Sheng's horizontal blade was sweeping, Liang An suddenly changed his move. The long sword in his hand pointed diagonally into the air, but the trustworthy head suddenly sank downward, as tight as the moon hanging in the sky, and stabbed straight at Shi Sheng's face.

"When!" The muffled voice started, and I saw Liang An's arms wide open, and a faint sword shadow was still pointed at by the head of the sword, and the thick blade had stopped an inch away from the tip of his nose.

"Can you admit defeat?" Shi Sheng smiled.

"What kind of name?" Liang An didn't know what to do, so he taught him to break the trick and win.

"This trick was made by me some time ago when I cultivated the knife, and it came from the debate of the eight laws, haha, but it is still powerful?"

"I can't imagine that you reckless man has such a clever move, amazing, haha. Liang An took it back, drank a glass of Chinese wine, and smiled loudly.

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October is not approaching, when it is said to be the autumn and summer period, but Beiqi, which is thousands of miles away, has already fallen with snow.

Lonely Goose City, the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty, half of the city is covered with palace walls. Liuwa is white, vast and continuous, as if the noise and noise are also immersed in the wall with the snow, and the four fields are silent.

At the time of the third watch, the lanes at the entrance of the street had long been extinguished, and there was only the sound of falling snow. Just when this ordinary family rested early and sleeped, a room in the palace was still burning candles and brightly lit.

The carbon-fired copper stove in the hall is steaming, and the snow outside the hall is directly separated, and even the servants and maids on the side are also lightly dressed, and there is no chill at all. However, in front of the case in the palace, a white-haired man with frowning brows and writing books wrapped a whole bearskin jacket around his body.

"Huh~" The cold wind suddenly came, the lights and candles in the hall flickered, and a ghost-like man in purple knelt down in the hall at some point.

The white-haired man tightened his leather jacket, as if he had never seen it, and he still kept writing. After a long time, Fang left a jade seal on the writing paper, put it into a small leather bag and threw it out of the hall. As soon as the skin passed the threshold of the temple, a black shadow swept into his palm and hurried away. The snow is as old as ever, as if it has not been born for a single moment.

The white-haired man tore a piece of ink paper and continued to write, and every moment the maid on the side replaced the cold tea cup with a new one in front of the nearest desk.

In the meantime, six or seven skins were thrown out one after another, and the maid also changed the tea cup four times, and the white-haired man stopped his gesture. Moved his stiff shoulders and neck slightly, and lifted the teacup to take a sip. "Say!"

The purple-clothed man like a stone statue hurriedly bowed down. "Your Majesty, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, and Your Fourth Highness have all mobilized troops and horses a few days ago. ”

"Hmm. Emperor Beiqi put down the teacup, closed his eyes and leaned back on the back of the chair, and there was no movement.

"Your Majesty, the minister has the courage to say a word, and I also ask Your Majesty to agree. ”

"Speak. ”

"The three highnesses sent troops to transfer generals for no reason, but they were afraid that their hearts were very dangerous, and if they were not controlled, there would be endless troubles. ”

"Hahaha...... Jin Xuan, you have been with the Lone King for many years, do you know the mind of the Lone King?"

"Your Majesty doesn't know, please make it clear. ”

"Hey...... The lonely king lived his life and had five sons. However, the eldest son is obsessed with martial arts and has empty ambitions, but it is difficult to become an atmosphere. The second son has been a horse since he was a child, but unfortunately his temperament is arrogant, and he is only a good general in this life, not the talent of the emperor. The fourth son is good at scheming, but he is ruthless and biased. The five sons are inferior and scattered, and they are also embarrassed. Yu Du's three sons have both talent and virtue, and they only sigh that they are gentle and don't like to take them. I had no choice but to let him fight to arouse the ambition in the hearts of the third son......"

"Your Majesty Dun Province, it's just that the three highnesses are transferring troops and horses together, I'm afraid it's ......"

"It's okay, if there is no strong enemy around, I'm afraid that the third son will be a gentle and kind person after all...... Jin Xuan, I will secretly protect him with you, and protect him, if there is anyone who hurts his life, no matter who he is, there will be no mercy!"