[bookid=3271478,bookname="Feather does not ascend to the immortal"] a fairy tale of affection

People say that ten years to learn the sword, one year to practice the sword! The sword technique is easy to practice, but it is difficult to practice, and the swordsmanship is difficult to practice, but once it is practiced, it is infinitely powerful!

Sword training consumes time, and it consumes stamina!

The brothers of Leng Han Yushi all abandoned the sword and followed the knife, and began to learn the knife at the age of seventeen, so far, it has been three years, but Liu Feng's swordsmanship has accompanied two ten-year, twenty-year-old swords, and three-year swords, and the result is only between the lines.

With a bang, Leng Hanyu was stunned, and fell off the blade in his hand, and Shui Ruyun also threw away half of the blade, and said gloomily: "We lost!" For them, I don't know if it is expected or not? Both of them were surprised and stunned for a moment.

The gentleman has a sword in his hand, and the gentleman laughs under the sword!

The sword, in the hands of some is a murderous sword, in the hands of others it is a commendable gentleman's sword.

Liu Feng's sword was an invisible blade, and he persuaded Zhao Yong and drove Zhao Yong's kendo spirit.

Swordsman, is it a king or an evil? Isn't it just a thought of a person?

Zhao Ji's sword is a hypocritical sword, and what he brought to the two ghosts of Yuezhou is only that unbearable memory.

Liu Feng's sword made the two ghosts of Yuezhou embarrassed, their hearts were already extremely dependent on the sword, when that dependence and admiration was destroyed by a hypocrite, some of them were helpless, some were hesitant, and even despondent and fled.

But after Leng Hanyu was a generation of generals, how could he abandon the sword as he said?

Just like a person who eats sugar gourds, even if the enthusiasm retreats when he grows up, the sense of happiness in childhood can never be lost.

After all, they had only learned the sword for three years, but they had learned the sword for at least ten years, and that kind of painful memory that they hated on their lips but never forgot in their hearts was not the way of the sword? If this sword could lead them to a new path and bring them light, how could they insist on begging for death?

Liu Feng had already seen the reluctance in their failed eyes, and couldn't help but say, Shu Wang had already understood and threw out two swords.

Liu Feng gave the sword to Leng Hanyu and Shui Ruyun one by one, and the two of them silently reached out to take it as if they were prepared in advance, without resisting. At this time, their hearts are just groaning, are they sad for the past, or are they happy for today?

The two ghosts of Yuezhou arched their hands at Liu Feng, thanked them, and quietly retreated.

The fat ghost head Huyan Ganglie saw such a situation, and the six ghosts went to the third, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and immediately jumped out of the ground, raised his big knife, and pounced on Liu Feng with a big shout.

Huyan Ganglie is fat, relying on brute strength, but he can't fight hard, but his kung fu is not bad, and with two clicks, he has cut off the cuizhu in Liu Feng's left hand with one move.

Cuizhu was broken, just like breaking the power of Liu Feng's double swords swinging in all directions, Huyan Ganglie made a move, and he was happy in his heart, and finally let out a bad breath for his brothers, how could he not be happy?

After this encouragement, Huyan Ganglie is more powerful, although others are fat, but the light work is extraordinary, the footsteps are moving, not clumsy at all, the fat body has increased his strength, has become his great advantage.

Liu Feng has fought twice, and he was originally seriously injured, but now seeing this scene, he didn't dare to confront Huyan Ganglie head-on, although he was a head taller than Huyan Ganglie, but he was not as strong as Huyan Ganglie.

Liu Feng used light skills, and the bamboo sword first explored the key points under the abdomen of Huyan Ganglie with light spirit, and the Huyan Ganglie people were also clever and held the key points steadily, Liu Feng attacked three times, but they couldn't get close.

Huyan is strong and strong, making it brute force, and the wind is exhaled under the palm and knife.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Liu Feng flew into the air, buckled the broken bamboo sword in his left hand with lightning speed, and broke it in half, with two bangs, the two halves of the bamboo pole pounced on Huyan Ganglie like a sword, Huyan Ganglie swept in the air, and the bamboo tip of Liu Feng's right hand was against his throat.

Huyan Ganglie had no choice but to bow his head and sigh, and helplessly put down the big knife in his hand.

Shu Wang threw a sword from the house again, Liu Feng stared at Hu Yan Ganglie, and said softly: "Offended!" As he spoke, he didn't squint, and caught the sword thrown by Shu Wang with his free hand.

Liu Feng handed the sword to Hu Yan Gang Lie and said: "After eighteen years of practicing swordsmanship, your strong and wild sword technique, hasn't you already eliminated the toxins flowing through the hundreds of veins in your body?" Your Excellency has excellent swordsmanship many years ago, when Li Feng was waiting for you to show your strength, I know that you, like Brother Ling, are used to using a four-foot long knife, if the knife is not five catties, you must feel that you are not used to it, so Li Feng made his own opinion......

Liu Feng glanced at the sword in his hand, and said happily: "Although this sword is not a divine weapon, it is from the Divine Soldier Sect, I believe that Your Excellency will use it against the enemy, and it will not be worse than the frost sword eighteen years ago!"

Huyan Ganglie glanced at the sword in his hand, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, but he didn't reach out to take it, he only lowered his head and said: "Ganglie has always followed the eldest brother, the eldest brother has not fought with you yet, the outcome is undecided, whether to abandon the sword and use the previous sword back, it is all up to the eldest brother!"

Liu Feng showed a few hints of approval, nodded slightly, and said: "Then Li Feng is waiting for good news! If the descendants of the Huyan family of the Southern Han Dynasty can follow Li Feng, Li Feng promises that he will definitely recommend you to the emperor, not only are the past murders not to blame, but you can also show your strengths here in Li Feng, and no one will dare to say that you are not in the future, and your life will definitely be more colorful than the first half of your life." Men show their ambitions, how can it be better to cross the battlefield than to wander in the rivers and lakes, in the rivers and lakes, year after year, is it just for swordsmanship and people to compare?"

Liu Feng snorted and said: "Dying in the rivers and lakes, after all, he is just a hurried passerby, if he leads the troops to fight, he will succeed one day, not only the king of one side, but also the best for a hundred years, how many people dream of this?"

Liu Feng looked at the six ghosts of Hengshan and said meaningfully: "Li Feng is not talented, I know that you don't want to accompany Ma Xicao to bury your life, what is Ma Xicao's personality? I believe you know better than Li Feng." Killing his brother and destroying his relatives, if a courtier's words do not suit his wishes, he will be sent to death under torture, and after a year's cruel punishment, Nanchu has been completely destroyed by him, how can such a person not lose the country? Even if Li Feng did not instigate it, it would be a matter of time before Nanchu would lose the country. Let's fight tonight, Li Feng understands that you are also repaying the kindness of the former master, so I have to do it, so I don't want to kill you all!"

What he said was sincere, and he paced a few more steps and said: "Now that my Datang is employing people, with your martial arts and talents, my lord also has the heart to recruit peace, Li Feng welcomes you in tonight, and it is also a prudent thing for my lord to think about, aiming to persuade you, and there is no intention of killing." ”

Hu Yan Ganglie nodded, and Zhao Yong and the two ghosts of Yuezhou had no objections.

Liu Feng was about to look back, but he heard a shout in the sky: "And I didn't lead you to a high move!" In the night sky, I saw the evil little ghost swept up from the willow tree, brandished a four-foot long knife, and killed it.

The sword dance is windy, cold and cold!

Liu Feng happened to have a sword in his hand, and hurriedly blocked a move, but Hu Yan Yingchun had already jumped up, and the blade swam along his body.

Because the height difference between the two is too large, one is eight feet long, and the other is only three feet tall, for Liu Feng, it is not advantageous to attack a person who is five feet shorter than him, or at first he is a little uncomfortable.

On the contrary, because of the very small size, when the knife touched the ground, the blade of the knife made Liu Feng go down, and when he jumped, he attacked the door more. And because he was small, his body was as light as a swallow, and he soared into the sky, and even Liu Feng couldn't help but be shocked by such light skills.

Huyan Yingchun hit Liu Feng's face door, but he didn't succeed, so he suddenly landed and hit Liu Feng's legs, his momentum was unstoppable, and he hit very hard.

In the courtyard, it seemed that only his shouting could be heard.

Liu Feng dodged lightly, his sword walked lightly, changed his calmness, and flew into the air like a flying swallow, floating in the air.

The sword qi is magnificent, the heart moves the sword, the swordsmanship flows like flowing water, in this slightly cold autumn night, it makes people feel a kind of vigor and righteousness, that is, the breadth and profundity of the swordsmanship, the maturity of the sword, perseverance, the sword is sprinkled, and when it is extended, it is urgent and appropriate.

Liu Feng's sword is light and elegant when moving, like flying flowers, like drifting snow, sharp and soft, sprinkled without losing activity, gentle and subtle when quiet, and free to retract.

Suddenly, his sword slid onto the clothes of Hu Yan Yingchun, and only a few drops of water stained remained.

It turned out that the brothers were fighting, and Huyan Yingchun didn't know when he jumped on the willows, and it happened to be raining at that time, and the yellow willow branches were still stained with rain, and when Huyan Yingchun flew down, he shook the willows, and the water was sprinkled on his body.

Water droplets fell on Liu Feng's sword face, and a soft groan sounded, adding a touch of euphoria to this cold night.

Huyan Yingchun jumped again to attack Liu Feng's face, but Liu Feng was already empty for him, took a few steps back, his body stepped forward, his feet off the ground, and he spun and rushed forward, and the blade of the sword suddenly struck with Huyan Yingchun's knife.

As before, Huyan Yingchun did not avoid the blade of the sword, and the knife in his hand was cut off.

Huyan Yingchun had been defeated, so he had to retreat aside, and Shu Wang handed him a sword, which was almost the same as Huyan's fierceness before, but he sneered: "I learned swords eighteen years ago, but I have long been abolished by Liu Yan martial arts, and now I am a sword, even if I hold the sword in my hand, what is the use?"

Liu Feng turned around and smiled, and said meaningfully: "You were abolished martial arts eighteen years ago, and you couldn't practice swords, in the eighteen years, although you practiced swords day and night, but in private you were secretly trying to learn swords, and you have also studied for eighteen years, how is your swordsmanship? I don't think it should be worse than the swordsmanship just now!"

Huyan Yingchun was speechless, so he had to let Shu Wang stuff the sword into his hand, but looking at his expression, he obviously had no intention of refusing.

Seeing the sorrow Liu Haohan laughed, he stepped forward and said: "The knife in my hand, since it fell into the rivers and lakes, has never met an opponent, and has never fought with a master, it seems that tonight is the time for it to play a role!"

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