"Yes, we are indeed practicing swordsmanship."

"You, a person who uses a gun, also know how to use a sword?"

"All things are connected."

"What a master of all things, let me see how far you have mastered it!"

"Buzz!" Chang He thought that Gao Yuan was deliberately trying to embarrass him, so he didn't intend to hold back. The first move he made was "Sword from Flowing Water". The starting position of Chang He's sword technique is also the sword drawing position. It is extremely fast and difficult to guard against.

Liang Wen smiled slightly, and looked enigmatic in his white robe. Chang He's sword was indeed very fast and accurate, and it reached his neck in almost an instant. It would be difficult for an ordinary ninth-level martial artist to dodge this sword, but

However, he only moved his body half an inch to the side and dodged.

"Huh?" Chang He didn't expect that the other party would deal with it so easily. His judgment on Liang Wen was several levels higher. The strength of the second commander was much higher than that of the first commander.

"Sword dance clears the river!" After a brief moment of shock, Changhe quickly changed his moves and danced his sword across the river with one move, like a young man cutting off the water. The sword energy was free and elegant, but also condensed and powerful, just like a sword across the river!

If this sword had been used on Zhao Fan, there would probably be another corpse at the door. However, Liang Wen still only turned his body an inch and somehow dodged the sword edge without leaving even a hair on his head.

"Chang He Guan Sun!" Seeing that the opponent always dodges, the experienced Chang He immediately changed his tactics. With one move, Chang He Guan Sun, the sword energy filled the sky like billowing smoke. The surrounding green bamboos were broken, orchids were broken, and rubble was flying. Liang Wen simply couldn't

There is no escape.

"Ding!" Liang Wen didn't dodge anymore, but stretched out a finger and touched the Changhe Sword in the light of the sword. The sword energy in the sky dissipated instantly, as if it was just an occasional wind and rain.

"Impossible!" Chang He was no longer shocked, but felt like he had seen a ghost. Although Chang He's sword skills that he was proud of had not been used up yet, he was confident that even Gao Yuan would not be able to defeat the first three moves so easily.

How could a small commander under him have such means?

"Afterglow of the setting sun!" Changhe Buxin drew his sword again. The sword's light shone like a distant light before the sun set over the mountain. It seemed gentle but was sharp and ruthless. It could make people blind instantly and slow down their reactions.

"Ding!" It was a familiar voice again. Through the sword light, Chang He could clearly see the curvature of the corners of Liang Xing's mouth. There was no feeling of ridicule, but that kind of ease and aloofness made Chang He's heart hit hard.

"Night is coming!"

"The sky is full of stars!"

Changhe's pupils were bloodshot, and he used two more advanced Changhe sword techniques in succession. These two moves he had never shown in front of the world, but were the result of his hard work over the past few years, but unexpectedly they were both easily broken.

"Return at dawn!" The last move, the ultimate move of Changhe Sword Technique, dawn breaks in the sky, strong light falls, the sword energy is like the first sun splitting through the night, splitting the air, splitting the illusion, and splitting the county.

The floor of the guard house split a stone wall, but it failed to hit Liang Wen!

"Isn't it a sparring match? What are you hiding from!"

"as you wish!"

Liang Wen broke off a branch, and Changhe's eyes were full of blood and anger. He held the sword and started to chop wildly. The bold sword energy destroyed the surrounding flowers, plants and trees, and the garden became a mess.

"Dawn returns!"

"Dawn returns!"

"Return at dawn!" With three sword strikes in a row, Liang Wen changed his moves three times, slashing at Liang Wen with great speed, accuracy and tricky angles. Although his heart was in chaos, his sword was not in chaos. The power of the three moves was ten thousand.

Fan couldn't resist it.

"Ding ding ding!" Liang Wen also waved the branch three times. The first two swipes tore open Chang He's sword energy and reduced its power sharply, and the third swipe made the sword fly directly.

"Ah!" The swordsman's sword was knocked out of his hand. Changhe's long hair was disheveled, and his black hair was half white in an instant. He had thought about this battle for eight years, read about it for eight years, and waited for eight years, but he never expected that even the opponent's people would be killed.

He was defeated without even seeing it. He was unwilling to accept it. He couldn't figure it out!

"Why, why!" I don't know if Chang He is asking why Liang Wen is so strong or why he is so weak. In short, he cannot accept such a result!

"It's not bad to be able to create such a sword move in the martial arts realm, but there are flaws in the sword!"

"There is a flaw in the sword, there is a flaw in the sword..." Chang He repeated what Liang Wen said, and he was completely devastated, as if he had lost everything all at once.

Looking at Changhe's appearance, Liang Wen shook his head and said: "If you use a sword, it will be broken if it is broken, and if it is not used, the sword will be broken!"

Changhe was in pain and could no longer hear what Liang Wen said. He repeated the words "There is a missing part in the sword" in his mind. Xiao Qiang's figure appeared unconsciously, but it was not what he looked like now, but what he looked like when he was a child.

They were childhood sweethearts, and calling him brother was enough to make him give everything.

The innocent laughter kept ringing, and he watched her grow up little by little, from cute and round to slim, with a touch of beauty that stunned her during that time. How much he wanted to have her for the rest of his life, but her figure was gradually drifting away.

"Sister Qiang..." Changhe cried, just like the night Xiao Qiang married into the county governor's house.

The sword is cold, but people are sentimental. It is easy to cut one's throat, but difficult to cut one's heart.

"Your persistence in the sword is not as strong as a woman's persistence in wealth. You are not worthy of using a sword." Liang Wen dropped the branch in his hand, left a slightly sarcastic judgment and turned around, with some disappointment in his eyes.

However, at the moment he turned around, a roar suddenly erupted from the tearful Chang He, and a majestic momentum overflowed, causing the trees to shake, the roof tiles to fall, and the sword that fell to the ground to make a sound.

Qingyin flew into his hands, and Changhe, who was originally sullen, seemed to have changed into a different person, with majestic equipment and a majestic figure.

Liang Wen turned around, looked at Changhe unexpectedly, looked up and down and said, "Do you understand?"

"If my sword had been stronger back then, she wouldn't have left."

"After going back and forth, I still can't get around a woman, and you still want to snatch her back?"

Changhe shook his head, with a look of relief in his eyes, and said: "The sword is still the sword of yesterday, but she is not the same person as before. From now on, I will only live for the sword."

"This feels a bit like a swordsman."

Changhe saluted solemnly: "Thank you very much!"

"No need, it's your own creation."

"I want to see real kendo."

"Then I'll give you a sword!" Liang Wen said and pointed, and a long sword suddenly appeared in Changhe's eyes. It shuttled between the sky and the earth, cutting through clouds, breaking through obstacles, and breaking mountains and rivers. Where the sword was, he moved forward indomitably.

Chang He realized this sword for three hours. When he woke up, it was already in the middle of the day. The strong sunlight penetrated his eyes, making his mind feel dazed for a while. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. That sword was really amazing. I had seen that sword.

After one sword strike, he truly found the path he wanted to take.

"What is a sword?" Chang He used to think that he knew swords. In Changshan County, no one dared to say that he didn't know swords. But today he realized that he said he knew swords before because he had never really seen a sword.

It's the frog in the well.

"The persistence of a sword is not as strong as a woman's persistence of wealth..." Thinking of Liang Wen's words, Chang He smiled unconsciously, smiling calmly and easily, as if he was laughing at an outsider.

When the Wu Po Realm that I had been looking forward to for so long finally arrived, I realized that it was not even the starting point!

Liang Wen had already disappeared, and Chang He had thousands of questions in his mind, but he finally shook his head, bowed three times to the main hall of the Sheriff's Mansion and then turned to leave. He had some guesses, but it was not important anymore. What was important was that he wanted to

Go find your own way.

"Why did you go in for so long and still not come out?"

"Yes, there was some movement when we first entered, but then there was no sound at all?"

"I don't know how to win or lose."

"In my opinion, the Sheriff must win. Although Lord Changhe is stunning, he is still a little inferior in front of the Sheriff."

"Not necessarily. If Lord Changhe had lost, he would have been thrown out long ago."

"If Lord Sheriff loses, I'm afraid Mrs. Xiao will be carried to bed by Lord Changhe by now!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I think both sides will suffer, or die together, otherwise it wouldn't have lasted so long!"

"Then who does Mrs. Xiao belong to?"

"If you can beat your uncle, it's yours!"

"Creak!" Just when everyone was waiting impatiently, the door of the Sheriff's Mansion opened, and the originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.

"who is it?"

"Lord Changhe, it's Lord Changhe!"

"Did he beat the Sheriff?"

"Lord Changhe is mighty!"

Seeing Changhe, everyone couldn't help but have a question in their minds: Has the county guard been defeated? Is the myth of Changshan the first martial artist over?

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