Chapter 67: I Have a Treasure Knife
Yusuo is 6,000 miles a day, and it will arrive at Nanling in a few days, the north of Nanling, there is not much difference from Dongyuan, the north of Nanling and the south of the central region are separated by a big river, the orange in the north of the river is orange, and the orange in the south of the river is orange.
White walls and black tiles, green bamboo, small bridges and flowing water. Ye Linfeng came to a teahouse in a small town and asked for a pot of Biluochun and a plate of dried salt bamboo shoots.
This dried salt bamboo shoots is a good choice for tea, when he was in Lingzhou in the Eastern Plains, Ye Linfeng often grabbed a handful of salt bamboo shoots when he was idle to drink tea and was tired. Now when I arrived in Nanling Jiangnan Town, a plate of dried salt bamboo shoots and a pot of Biluochun actually tasted a different taste from Dongyuan Lingzhou.
There is no shortage of cultivators in the small teahouse, it is noon after dinner, it is the most comfortable to drink tea at this time, a few sword men sit opposite Ye Linfeng, chewing dried salt bamboo shoots, don't care about any tea ceremony, drink tea in a big gulp, like drinking wine, just like drinking wine, just like what kind of bird taste, pure when thirst quenched.
However, the tea ceremony is eclectic, how to drink as it is most comfortable, comfortable is good, and sometimes the most vulgar is the most elegant.
"I heard that there is a white-haired knife man in Kun Yuanshan, who has challenged several major gang masters in Wumei Town in the past few days, and has not lost a single defeat. One of the swordsmen said.
"I don't know what the origin of this cold swordsman is, why haven't I heard of it before. Another of the men with a sword said.
"Our Green Dragon Gang is not a vegetarian, if he dares to challenge our Green Dragon Gang, we will definitely let him go and never return. One of the slightly chubby men said with a grin.
"Our gang leader is a master of the peak realm of the authentic iQue, and his move of crossing the sea with the green dragon is something that few people in Wumei Town can resist. The thin-eyed swordsman said, taking a few sips of strong tea.
Ye Linfengzi sat opposite and sipped tea, with the wooden sword lying across the table.
"Poor ghost, I can't afford to buy a sword and come to the teahouse to drink tea, what to pretend. The slightly chubby sword man glanced at Ye Linfeng, who was sitting opposite, and said, revealing a trace of disdain.
Ye Linfeng didn't care about him, this inconspicuous wooden sword is not a broken wood, there are few swords in the world that can compare with it, the material is too special, it is the osmanthus tree planted by the Great Zen Master of Xinyin, and the Great Zen Master of Xinyin is a fairy-like figure.
"Let's go, let's go, there is going to be a fight along the river, the leaders of the Qinglong Gang are angry, and the white-haired swordsman challenges the leader of the Qinglong Gang alone. A half-old man with a good thing shouted, and a group of tea customers who were even more good ran out of the teahouse to see the excitement.
Ye Linfeng really wanted to see what kind of character these people were talking about.
Along the river, a group of people surrounded the two of them, one of them was the leader of the Blue Dragon Gang, and the other was a white-haired swordsman.
Ye Linfeng saw that this white-haired swordsman was actually a young man in his early twenties, his face was handsome, and he didn't know why he had white hair at such a young age, but with this white hair, it added a bit of a strange feeling.
Before the two of them could use the knife, they saw a fat man walk out of the crowd, this fat man was born with a fat head and big ears, big eyes with copper bells, and a bulging belly.
"Are you?" asked the white-haired swordsman coldly.
"Boy, Lao Tzu is Liu Zhibang, the deputy gang leader of the Qinglong Gang, if you want to challenge our gang leader, pass me first. The fat man, who claimed to be the deputy gang leader, shouted.
"You're not qualified, get out!" the white-haired knife man said bluntly.
"You ・・・・・" The fat man couldn't hold it anymore, drew his knife and got up, and a bright snowflake knife cut directly over.
The knife on the waist of the white-haired knife man was not unsheathed, and he made a knife on the tip of his toes, dodging the snowflake knife and stabbing at the fat man's heart, the fat man was not a fool, knowing that the white-haired knife man who had challenged the masters of the major gangs in Wumei Town one after another was not a good stubble, seeing that the situation was not good, he withdrew the snowflake knife that had been slashed at the white-haired knife man, and retreated back in a panic.
The white-haired swordsman did not give up, in his eyes, this kind of dog and powerful person should not have a good end, and he slapped the knife in his right palm and slashed away.
Suddenly, a long sword was unsheathed.
Li Qingyan, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, had his sword unsheathed, and his blue light flashed, stabbing at the white-haired knife door.
"It's a good move. The white-haired swordsman was not flustered, his waist twisted, and a harrier turned over and climbed over a broken wall, but the "green dragon" did not go straight, and drew an arc, like a dragon swinging its tail, chasing the white-haired swordsman who had turned over the wall.
The onlookers all applauded loudly, just when everyone thought that this move "Green Dragon Crossing the Sea" was going to work in one blow, I saw the white-haired knifeman take off the short knife at his waist, the short knife was not unsheathed, and the white-haired knifeman only blocked with the scabbard.
Qing Mengmeng's sword qi struck the white-haired swordsman's scabbard, exploding a cloud of sword qi, and the white-haired swordsman took a few steps back.
"Good sword, but it doesn't seem to be enough. The white-haired swordsman said with a smirk.
"Then again. "Li Qingyan, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, is not a vegetarian, and this trick of Qinglong crossing the sea is his unique mastery.
Ye Linfeng, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, carefully watched the battle between the two of them, and his excellent memory kept his moves in mind, and he was thinking about how Li Qingyan's move was that Qinglong crossed the sea, and how the white-haired swordsman dismantled the move.
The second green dragon crossing the sea is slightly different from the previous one, only the posture of the sword is different, just now the first green dragon crossing the sea is drawn from the left side of the waist, and this second green dragon crossing the sea is to lift the hilt of the sword upside down, from the back to the front upward.
The second green dragon crossing the sea is obviously faster than the first one, Qingmengmeng's sword qi chose to go straight this time, the speed is much faster than the previous one, the cyan sword light is extremely dazzling, and it came to the white-haired swordsman in an instant, this time I don't know if the white-haired swordsman will come out of the sword.
Ye Linfeng silently remembered Li Qingyan's two green dragon crossings in his heart, and immediately turned his mind and carefully stared at the white-haired swordsman pressing the knife posture.
This trick of the green dragon crossed the sea too fast, and it seems that the white-haired knife man had to pull out the knife from the sheath.
The white-haired swordsman stepped back in a flash at that moment, and sheathed the short knife on his waist, the delicate and exquisite short knife burst out of the sheath with a snap of his fingers, and a white sword light collided with Li Qingyan's cyan sword qi, and with a bang, the two gangqi exploded in response, but fortunately, the two gangqi canceled each other out and did not hurt the people who were watching the excitement on the side.
The white-haired knifeman's delicate and delicate short knife suddenly returned to its sheath, and his left hand crossed the short knife, and the white-haired knifeman sneered.
With a flick of a finger, how powerful can it be? Ye Linfeng secretly wondered, how many days and nights would it take to practice this trick.
"I'm done with my sword, then it's time for me to take out my sword. The corners of the white-haired knifeman's mouth curled, and the short knife was unsheathed again.
The entire blade was like a white dragon, and the short knife flew through quickly, bursting up a stream of transparent and colorless heat, passing through in an extremely treacherous and mysterious trajectory, bypassing an elusive arc, and slashing towards Li Qingyan.
The white-haired swordsman is different from Li Qingyan's sword, Li Qingyan's sword is a sword move, and this white-haired swordsman is a short knife, using the blade to do the qi, and the means are really good.
Li Qingyan held the sword to block, and the short knife out of the sheath did not forgive, suddenly went straight, suddenly arced, and sometimes flicked a big tail, and the knife was like a swimming dragon.
"My treasure knife is not a mortal thing, it is not a loss to defeat under this treasure knife, don't you have a unique trick to cross the sea with a unique mastery of the green dragon, I have already learned it, it is indeed not good, but it is still a little hot, tell you, my trick is called the white dragon to cross the river, how?" The white-haired swordsman calmly controlled the knife, not in a hurry.
There is no need to be afraid of anything, I have a treasure sword, hidden deep in the unsheathed, and the day it comes out of the sheath is the amazing time.