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In the spring of the second year, the spring is cold, the cold wind blows, the thousands of acres of withered yellow reeds sway with the wind, rustling, the reeds in the old soil under the feet have sprouted new shoots, a piece of azure green from the moist soil below quietly drilled out, looking at the green and yellow of the ten thousand hectares of land, it is not spectacular. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ah Shi sat on the sea rock in the distance with the fire marten fur that he had taken off, and his feet swayed on the tips of the waves, the waves were blowing, and the tips of his hair were flying.

Jiang Yangsheng put on a slender robe, compared to a few months ago, Jiang Yangsheng's soft skin that was finally warmed up by a brocade and jade food at this time has become bronze, and his body is a lot stronger, just adding a sword scar is similar to that of the Beilai Xingwu soldiers, and the black hair on his head has also grown a lot, and he is tied behind his waist by a hairband, accompanied by a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, and the indescribable abundance of Yulang.

He held the Qingfeng long sword in his hand, and swung it out, flowing smoothly, without any sense of sluggishness, only to see the reeds with high heads of people around him fall down in response, all of which were broken by the roots.

Jiang Yangsheng shook his wrist, the long sword was returned to the sheath, and then Ah Shi came from a distance and put on the mink coat for him.

Jiang Yangsheng returned to the Star Picking Building again, returned to the sixth floor again, sat cross-legged in the corner, Ah Shi could only obediently follow Jiang Yangsheng and climb the stairs again to find books and eat dust.

Sitting in the corner, the long sword was crossed on his leg, Jiang Yangsheng read the book in his hand, this time he not only read the secret books such as swordsmanship, but also picked a few basic secret books one by one to read, touching the bypass, most of these fighting and killing moves on the rivers and lakes do not seek gorgeous decoration, but strive to kill with one blow, and he also found a few similar sword secrets according to the particularity of the "Dripping Water Sutra", but these books are much worse than the "Dripping Water Sutra".

Absorbing!

This is the way of sword practice set by Yu Lindao and Jiang Yangsheng, after all, Jiang Yangsheng does not have the same solid foundation as the disciples of other families, so he can only take the shortcut to the south.

When Jiang Yangsheng read the secret of the sword path on the sixth floor of the Star Picking Building, it was already the early autumn of that year, and from the time he walked into the Star Picking Building, the white horse passed through the gap, and the time of the year was quietly spent in the Star Picking Building.

And the hundreds of classics of the Zhuzi on the sixth floor of the Star Picking Building have already been read, and now Yu Qiu's sword accumulation momentum is finally clear in Jiang Yangsheng's heart after he has gnawed many sword books, and the sword intent that was still a little confused before is no longer blurred.

Understand and understand, with the level of Jiang Yangsheng's halfway monk now, he can't touch the profundity of the sword intent at all, if he was not worthy of lifting the sword a year ago, then now he can only be regarded as a layman, and the way of the sword is focused on comprehension!

Jiang Yangsheng finally mentioned the Qingque Sword rooted in front of the Star-Picking Tower, the Qingque Sword had been buried in the soil in front of the Star-Picking Tower as a sapling for a year, and it smelled faintly earthy, but the sword body was still simple and full, and the blade was still sharp.

Carrying the green finch on his shoulder, Jiang Yangsheng is out of the customs, along the way, there is a feeling that the scenery is old and familiar, he has been sitting in the star picking tower for too long, and he even has no heart to tease the new maid in the past, and he carried the green finch sword along the winding path to find Jiang Loan, who was dealing with government affairs.

Outsiders commented that King Jiang of Beilai was not greedy for money or sex in his life, but he was greedy for power, otherwise how could he swallow his anger and lie down for several years and finally swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!

At that time, the beauty of Jiang Loan, the king of Cangwu, was hanged by him on the top of the city, Jiang Loan never even had a concubine in his life except for Zhou Yan, these outsiders saw it, and Jiang Loan had been lying on the salary for so many years in order to hold his share of things in his hands, and he could not enjoy the blessings and shadows, but also left them to his children and grandchildren, and blessed all generations.

Jiang Yangsheng is not unaware of Jiang Loan's good intentions, but as Jiang Loan said, the word "clumsy" is nothing more than blinding the eyes of the world and pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, is he really as unsightly as the current barnyard official Ye Shi said? On the one hand, those barnyard officials collected enough gold and silver from Jiang Loan, and they worked hard to advocate how the two sons of Beilai were rampant in the township in front of the people of the world, and there were storytellers who also collected enough yellow and white to trumpetly advocate the tyrannical behavior of the two sons in the fields and countryside teahouses and restaurants. On the other hand, there is no shortage of brothers who have co-starred in a deceptive drama.

found Jiang Loan, Jiang Yangsheng explained his meaning concisely, and wanted to really find someone to practice swords.

Jiang Loan put down the Shanlianhu pen in his hand, thought for a while and said: "Okay, but the sword is not long-sighted, if you want to kill, you must have the consciousness of being killed." ”

Jiang Yangsheng's ability to put down his son's shelf to learn swords speaks volumes, and Jiang Loan is naturally happy to see such a scene.

The rivers and lakes are originally a place where the waves are beating, and the generations are like a stubble of wheat seedlings in the wheat field.

Qu Sanchen used to be a veteran of the Beilai Army, and he had been in the Beilai Army for four or five years, but in the past four or five years, several border battlefield battles did not take his life, and even now the number of scars on his body does not exceed the number of a hand, although he is often ridiculed by those soldiers who are full of scars and sword scars like tattoos, but Qu Sanchen still doesn't care, in his thinking, he doesn't sacrifice his life for the country rather die than from this statement, he only knows that he rushes to the first place when waving the flag and shouting, and rushes to the last one when he puts on his armor to kill the enemy。

Some time ago, I didn't control the things under my crotch, and when I went out to perform a mission, I ruined the yellow flower girl of a farmer's family, I thought that no one knew, God knows that you know and I know, and no one else knows about it, but who would have thought that this matter was stabbed into the captain's ear, and the captain immediately became furious, and took off his shiny armor and threw him into death row, saying that it was beheaded after a while to show the public, in order to show the ring.

did not have a horse leather shroud on the battlefield, but capsized in the gutter, Qu Sanchen's intestines were repentant, but the day of beheading was coming, no matter how much he dug the door, it seemed that he would not be able to recover.

On the day of the beheading, the captain dragged him to the middle of the empty martial arts training ground for military training, threw him a sword-cutting thousand bulls, and sneered: "Count your fate, and if you cut that young man in a while, you will be spared the death penalty." ”

After Qu Sanchen heard this, he was excited, like pinching the last straw after falling into the water, his originally dead and lonely heart burned again, and he was the most ruthless in fighting for his life!

When Qu Sanchen grabbed the Qianniu knife in front of him, on the other side, a long man wearing a mask that seemed to smile but not laugh and cry and not cry walked towards him, the man had long hair and a shawl, wearing a fiery red mink fur, holding a long sword in his hand, the blade of the sword was cold and clear, and it was impossible to force it.

Qu Sanchen held his breath and condensed, unconsciously clenched the handle of the knife, there was no good thing in the world that smashed on the head of him, a person on the verge of death, for no reason, although Qu Sanchen was afraid of death, it didn't mean that he had no brains, on the contrary, he was smart but was mistaken by cleverness.

At this time, he didn't dare to think about what the consequences would be, the big deal was a dead word, gritted his teeth, this man who had always been cowardly in the army had a ruthless brilliance in his eyes at this time.

Jiang Yangsheng likes the ruthlessness of the unkempt and unkempt man in front of him, and this state of complete disregard can squeeze out the ruthlessness that a man should have.

It's like he didn't do it with the identity of the second son of Beilai, and ran to be a swordsman in the rivers and lakes, he couldn't help himself.

Qu Sanchen was close to thirty before joining the army, and originally had a good little daughter-in-law at home, but unfortunately no matter how he cultivated his daughter-in-law's belly, there was no movement, and the shadow of half of his son was not seen, and he had no ability to make promises, and the little daughter-in-law ran away with someone less than a year after entering the door, and the face of the ancestor was also shamedThe name of 'sissy', the only time a man was forced to fall in love with that yellow flower girl, but who knew that he would be greeted by a capital crime of showing his head to the public.

Looking at the young man with a sable face and a mask on the opposite side, Qu Sanchen ran towards him with a knife, he had not learned orthodox martial arts, only a brute force in the barracks, he was not as disciplined as the people in the rivers and lakes, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he could fight to the death, at this time he was more like a mad dog in order to survive, seeing who bites whom.

Jiang Yangsheng half-bowed, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and waited quietly for this military death row prisoner to rush over, and when he approached him, the snowy Qianniu knife suddenly slashed down, and the Qingque sword was also brazenly unsheathed.

The strength of the death row prisoner was not ordinarily great, and when the swords collided, Jiang Yangsheng only felt that Qingque seemed to be about to get out of his hand, but fortunately, now he was like two people from the previous year, and he had already taken off the camouflage coat of the anointed child, so as not to let the sword go away.

After Qu Sanchen's Qianniu knife was fiercely opened, the gap was already a knife surface whirlwind, and the knife was waiting, and the knife was nothing more than stabbing and slashing, and the Beilai army was the most famous for the Qianniu Guard's Qianniu knife, almost every Beilai soldier was proficient in the knife, although Qu Sanchen spared his life, but he has always regarded the knife as a means to save his life on the battlefield, so the knife is very ruthless.

Jiang Yangsheng hurriedly retreated, not fighting to the death with this person, after all, he couldn't compare with this thug in terms of fighting experience.

Cultivating the outside and cultivating the inside are two different senses of the law, no matter how domineering the outer door is in the eyes of the insiders, it is a showcase, from ancient times to the present, few people can cultivate the outside to the extreme to preach success, the old hole is very powerful, the crown of a generation of sword leaders, but also the inner sword of cultivation, in order to break the river with a sword.

The thug didn't give Jiang Yangsheng time to breathe and think, and stepped forward, just raising his knife and slashing, as if he was going to use the strength of a knife to eat.

Jiang Yangsheng stabbed out, a ruthless position, the thug retracted the knife sideways, raised his knee and crashed into the enemy's chest, Jiang Yangsheng crossed the chest of the sword, a huge force came from the chest, and suddenly the chest was like being hit by a boulder, a sharp pain spread along the neck to the skull, rubbed his chest vigorously, and looked at the thug through the grimace mask that seemed to laugh and cry.

There is no distinction between the upper and lower ranks, as long as you can take the enemy's head, it is a good sword technique and good martial arts!

The long sword trembled, Jiang Yangsheng rushed with his sword, a fiery red mink fur became smooth and soft with the wind, and he jumped up and slammed down with both hands with a huge bounce force, when the sword touched, Jiang Yangsheng made a skill, and the sword god slashed down the blade, stabbed between the ribs of the death row prisoner, and then swiped with a stroke, and suddenly a lot of colorful intestines flowed out along the knife edge.

The thug didn't care, let the long sword stab in his chest, and stabbed out the Qianniu knife, which was stabbed into the thigh of the person in front of him, one sword for another!

Jiang Yangsheng limped back, a layer of sweat oozed from his forehead under the mask at this time, and when he looked down, a hole four or five inches long was cut on his thigh, deep bones were visible, blood gushed out, and the thug was not comfortable, at this time all the things in his chest flowed out, Qu Sanchen gritted his teeth, trembled and grabbed a lot of internal organs back into his stomach, took off his clothes and tied them to death so that they would not flow out again.

The Beilai soldiers can only die in battle!

He trembled and stumbled forward with his knife, but unfortunately he was unable to do it, and it became more and more difficult, and finally became crawling, his clothes fell off, and his internal organs and blood were smeared on the ground, which was shocking, and Bei Laishi died in Qu Sanchen!

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