Chapter Forty-Eight: Something Isn't Quite Right

The wind in Wanjian Villa is very strange, I don't know where it blows, and I don't know where it is going. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Li Mu pinched a small flying knife, feeling the wind and wind direction, when the target of the flying knife is far away or the requirements are very accurate, the wind force and wind direction must be considered.

The flying knife was made by Wan Qianqian to the craftsmen of Wanjian Villa according to Li Mu's style. Once Li Mu picked up the flying knife, he would become very focused, a focused man has a special charm, Wan Qianqian was a little stunned, and when she woke up, her face was full of clouds.

Li Mu made a move, waved his hand, and heard a sound of Du, and the flying knife had sunk into the throat of the wooden man.

Wan Qianqian's eyes lit up, she jumped up with joy, and praised the flying knife repeatedly.

Li Mu handed her another flying knife and said, "You just follow the trick I just said, and after you find the feeling, shoot the flying knife." ”

Wan Qianqian took the flying knife, nodded delicately, with a hint of shyness, and looked stupid at the people of Wanjian Villa who were guarding on the side, is this still their "arrogant three girls"? Wan Qianqian noticed the strange eyes of the others, waved her hand to the person next to her, and a person who looked like a housekeeper ran over, Wan Qianqian glared at him, and said, "Dacheng, you are interfering with me next to you." Go farther away. ”

Dacheng hesitated in embarrassment, thinking of Wan Qianqian's rudeness, if she didn't agree to her, she didn't know how to be rectified afterwards. had to signal the people around to retreat farther away, Wan Qianqian looked at it, still not satisfied, quietly clenched her fist and waved, the people around had no choice but to retreat farther away, a servant said to Dacheng: "Madame let us watch, we are so far away, will it not be good?" Dacheng sighed and said: "As long as the three girls are in our sight, this Li Shaoxia is not a bad thing." ”

Wan Qianqian is now satisfied. She imitated Li Mu's grip and held the flying knife in her hand. Li Mu looked at it, shook his head, and said: "Your palm should be slender and smaller, and the grip should be changed, but how to change it depends on you to find the feeling repeatedly." ”

Wan Qianqian blinked her beautiful eyes and said aggrievedly: "What do you mean...... Say my fingers are short?"

Li Mu was stunned and said embarrassedly: "Wansan girl, I didn't mean that. ”

Wan Qianqian chuckled, "Okay, I forgive you." ”

I saw her gesture and said, "I'm feeling good now, I'm going to send out the flying knife." ”

Wan Qianqian waved her hand, and a sword light flew out.

The flying knife didn't know where to go, and the wooden man was still smiling in the spring breeze.

Wan Qianqian stomped her foot and fired three times in a row.

The wooden man is still there, and Li Mu is already confused.

Li Mu said deliciously, "Shall we let them find those flying knives first?"

Wan Qianqian said: "It's okay, there are a lot of flying knives." I also prepared a box, three hundred. ”

Li Mu was taken aback, he scratched his head, and said, "The ground of your Ten Thousand Swords Villa is not only full of swords, but soon it will become full of flying knives. ”

The flying knife swirled around in Wan Qianqian's slender palm, and she was still pondering how to hold the flying knife. She said casually: "Who said that our Ten Thousand Swords Villa is full of swords, and what a diaphragm." Those swords used to be stored in the treasury of Sword Mountain. ”

Li Mu was stunned for a moment, but quickly covered up his gaffe.

Back at the residence, Li Mu and Biyu bumped heads.

Biyu asked casually, "Have you practiced with Miss Wansan for a long time today?"

Li Mu was startled and worried, and he hurriedly said, "I made some discoveries today. He told Biyu what Wan Qianqian said.

Jasper also felt that there was a big problem. She said: "I've been walking around for the past two days, and I feel that something is wrong, but I can't say what's wrong. Listen to what you say, I think there's a ghost here. ”

Li Mu said with a solemn face: "We have to do something, otherwise I am afraid that it will be dangerous to be born inside." ”

Jasper nodded.

It's really dangerous to be born at this time.

At this time, the sword is not far from the natural point, if it were not for the deep instinct of avoiding danger and self-protection that he was born to practice in jumping off the cliff more than a thousand times, I am afraid that he would have already hung the color. I didn't use swordsmanship to deal with such a sharp and exquisite swordsmanship before, and for a while, some couldn't adapt to it, but the Tiandun swordsmanship was unfolded, sometimes dense and dense, sometimes erratic, and the sky net was magnificent, negligent but not leaky, and guarded tightly, and never let any sword leak over.

Not far away, a pair of old men and women appeared at some point, watching these battles.

The old man said: "No wonder the rivers and lakes say that the fist comes out of Shaolin, and the sword returns to Huashan, and this little kid's swordsmanship is not bad." Unexpectedly, he also learned five of the thirteen styles. ”

The old lady said with a smile: "Speaking of swordsmanship, no matter which sect or faction, we will never dare to compete with Huashan, just because our set of 'Qingfeng Thirteen Styles' is indeed graceful." The beauty of this "Breeze Thirteen Styles" lies in the word "light", and what is paid attention to is: "It seems to be nothing, it seems to be real and virtual, and it seems to have not changed." ’”

The old man hehe: "Not necessarily. ”

Slowly, the innate Heavenly Escape swordsmanship became faster and faster, and became more and more sophisticated, Yue Tianxing gradually felt struggling, and he found that the innate sword momentum sometimes seemed to be somewhat similar to his "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles", just like an antelope hanging its horns, there was no trace, it was difficult to figure out the sword path and moves, and it was even more difficult to avoid parrying.

The old lady's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said with some surprise: "What kind of swordsmanship is that?"

The old man said solemnly: "That's Lu Dongbin's swordsmanship. The old lady was stunned for a moment and said, "In this way, it is uncertain whether it has a relationship with the Qingfeng Thirteen Styles. ”

The old man said, "I saw it once in my early years with the old bedbugs. Even the old bug can only hide with his stinking fart. ”

The old man and the old lady didn't lower their voices, and no one else paid attention to their words, but there are some words that are absolutely impossible not to pay attention to and not be shocked when they are born, such as "old bed bug". Coupled with the old lady's sentence "Our set of 'Qingfeng Thirteen Styles'", how could she not guess their identities by nature. Hu Tiehua, and Gao Yanan!

Mrs. Gao was a little dissatisfied. She said a string of words that others sounded meaningless: "Qianyikan, two, three, five swords, Kun Xiangxiang."

This sentence flew into Yue Tianxing's ears like a crossbow arrow, Yue Tianxing's heart was shocked, and his steps and the sword in his hand couldn't help but move with the secret words of the Huashan faction in Mrs. Gao's words, and then he was overjoyed, isn't this the eighth style of Qingfeng "Wind Moving Thousand Bells" that the master has made?!

Yue Tianxing's sword style had been used before, and suddenly a more subtle new sword style appeared, and he was still a little unable to deal with it, and a sword came dangerously, but fortunately he was able to dodge it in time, but he only pierced his natural clothes.

The old man jumped up, and he shouted, "What if he has a bad day, and the white boy gets angry and drinks with me without wine?"

Born to muttered to himself in his heart, then don't mess around, you two elders.

He saw the opportunity, inhaled, and carried the second weight of pure yang gong, the true qi was like boiling for a while, he penetrated this boiling true qi into this sword, the qi penetrated Changhong, and split the sword in Yue Tianxing's hand, originally this sword was meaningless, but Yue Tianxing felt that he could barely hold the sword in his hand, the sword body trembled rapidly, and he couldn't calm down for a while. What a weird deep internal force!

Tiansheng took the opportunity to say: "Brother Yue is good at swordsmanship, we can't tell the winner for a while, and I will have the opportunity to ask for advice in the future." ”

Yue Tianxing knew that if he continued to fight, he might lose, so he would accept it when he saw that Wu Tiansheng saw it, so he naturally pushed the boat down the river and admitted the draw.