Chapter 76 The Sixth Sword of Ten Thousand Enemies
When Zuo Qiuliang entered the Chen Mansion, it happened to be the third day as promised.
He changed into a light blue gown, and carried a luggage on his back that was dozens of feet higher than his head. Fortunately, it was filled with paper and fabrics such as talismans. The weight was not too heavy, but it looked a bit intimidating.
After standing at the door of Chen's mansion and shouting at the top of his lungs for a long time, the brother guarding the door opened the side door extremely impatiently, shouted "Wait" to the people who came, and then reluctantly went to report to the mansion.
Zuo Qiuliang was not angry, and squatted down happily on the spot, not forgetting to observe the ants fighting on the ground. Although the weather was not too hot, after all, at noon in February and March, the sun was still making his scalp steamy.
But in the eyes of passers-by, the man carrying the giant salute seemed to be a little confused. For such a big man, squatting at the door of Chen's house watching ants and waving flags and shouting, he just had to join the two camps and fight with his own hands.
It was not until the second uncle of the Chen family heard that the person who came was named "San Zhi" and came to greet him personally that everyone along the way knew how high the status of this ridiculous man was.
Chen Yehan directly opened the front door, kowtowed three times at a time, knelt down in front of Zuo Qiuliang, who was helping the ants fight, and bowed to the end:
"Disciple Ye Han, pay homage to Master."
Without even raising his head, Zuo Qiuliang pointed at the guard who looked down on him just now: "Ye Han, you servants of the Chen family will all become masters."
The guard's face was ashen. He kowtowed quickly and knelt on the ground with his head, shouting "bang bang bang" for his life. Without saying a word, Chen Yehan ordered someone to take the guard down, but Zuo Qiuliang stopped him: "Since ancient times, dogs have hurt people."
The master punishes himself, and his children and grandchildren cause trouble for his mother and father. With such a little truth, you still have to teach you personally as a teacher? No wonder I don’t want to join your drunken Chen family."
Chen Yehan was sweating like rain.
"By the way, that boy named Xu, do you know a thing or two about him?"
Zuo Qiuliang slowly stood up from the ground, the bag behind him trembling, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.
Chen Yehan spoke respectfully: "Let him see the mountains and rivers in my hands, lest he lose his direction and give up on himself."
The two ant colonies of different colors on the ground have finished fighting. The black side suffered heavy losses, and the red ants waved their tentacles, obviously a little proud. Zuo Qiuliang looked at the battle, frowning, resenting that he should not interfere too much and just watch.
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Feeling a little annoyed, he waved his hand casually. But it was not aimed at the ant colony on the ground, but at the second uncle of the Chen family behind him. The man on the Baizhang Mountain who could draw the long river of time with his wave of his hand was now like a kite with its string cut off, slamming into the door.
, vomiting blood from the mouth.
"Last time you informed the Shen family that you wanted to get too close to Xu Qingmu, I warned you. Now you are still so stubborn. It seems that you don't want to have this kind of cultivation."
Chen Yeliang, who fell heavily to the ground, struggled to get up: "Students are also here for Jiangshan Club..."
Before he finished speaking, the shopkeeper of Fulu Shop named Zuo Qiuliang stepped out, as if he had stepped on Chen Yeliang's fate, and then wrote lightly:
"This is the third time, and nothing happens more than three times."
Another kick. Opposite him, Uncle Chen, who even the master of the Chen family was in awe of, slumped to the ground like dead mud. Except for the weak breathing that still existed, he was no different from a dead person.
There was such a big commotion, and people were coming and going on the street, but they were not aware of it. Even the guard only found Chen Yehan whose life was hanging by a thread after the man carrying the luggage entered the Chen Mansion. There were exclamations everywhere,
Countless servants ran past Zuo Qiuliang and went to rescue Chen Yehan, whose status was only lower than Palace Master Chen.
"There is a time in your life that you must have, but there is no time in your life. Don't force it. Have you learned from dogs?!" Zuo Qiuliang shook his head and continued walking in the long pavilion of the Chen family.
But no one saw that the fortune of the Chen family was weakening with every step taken by the talisman seller, who was called "Zuo Sanzhi" by both parties.
Ninety-nine steps in total.
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Song Liudao was particularly excited today.
Ever since he experienced the horrific scene on Book Burial Mountain, this free-spirited and free-spirited monk Hua has been stalking Li Chengru every day. Finally he couldn't stand the eight-foot-old man grinding and whining around him like a girl, and Old Man Li pointed his finger.
Song Dynasty's Six Swordsman One and Two. Unexpectedly, this man who looked extremely rough could actually learn it with style. It only took him more than two months to learn the seventh sword.
Song Liu Dao finally became Song Qi Dao!
I was excited when I was successful in my studies. I immediately looked for Xu Qingmu who was walking with Lin Xue, and talked and gestured. Xu Qingmu ignored it and gave in directly. Unexpectedly, Lin Xue covered her mouth and smiled, saying that she just wanted to see Xu Qingmu's sword.
How powerful it was, urging Xu Qingmu to take the initiative to fight.
The Chen family immediately prepared a school martial arts field and arranged for the two of them to fight.
Li Chengru looked at the fat man with increasingly dark circles under his eyes, kicked him on the butt, and cursed: "You spend all your time sleeping on women, and you don't even practice sword practice anymore? Come on, come with me to watch the battle."
The fat man is full of grievances, it’s all because of Uncle Jiao’s thick phlegm!
The thick phlegm of that old dragon dragon can really be regarded as a blessing to the heaven and earth. After seeing that Xu Luo was pregnant, he took the initiative to give her this blessing. In addition to slowly improving her physical fitness, it also gave her a good fortune.
The fetus has endless spiritual energy. But the side effect is that Xu Luo has been very energetic these days, so naturally he can't sleep at night. There is no way, the fat man has become a tool to kill time.
The fat man had a grimace on his face and kept yawning. For a moment, he really wanted to imitate Nalan Zhijin from the Eunuch Department.
When they arrived at the martial arts training ground, Chen Rong, who always liked the excitement, also came. Seeing the dark circles under Fatty's eyes, she felt extremely distressed. She thought it was his brother Shen who had been bullied by Xu Luo, so she ran over and wiped Fatty's eyes very gently.
Eye circles formed. Coincidentally, this scene happened to be seen by Xu Luo. Just when she was about to get angry, she saw a man carrying a huge luggage walking towards her and blocking her in front of her:
"Ah, what a pretty girl."
Zuo Qiuliang, who was wearing a light blue gown, was still reluctant to put down the package on her back and kept staring at Xu Luo, making Xu Luo even more angry. So she turned around and gave the man a roll of her eyes. After all, the princess who grew up in Jinling has been there since she was a child.
He was used to being pampered, and seeing the man in green shirt still smiling broadly, he felt angry, so he stepped forward and slapped him.
Zuo Qiuliang bared his teeth, thinking that this girl was too fierce. Seeing that Xu Luo wanted to hit her a second time, she hurriedly backed away: "Okay, okay, sir, you don't care about the villain's fault, you are so noble, and you spare me?"
Xu Luo left angrily, she had no intention of watching the fight.
Zuo Qiuliang rubbed his cheeks, and when he looked at the fat man, he flicked his fingers, still smiling.
Li Chengru felt a little emotional. He looked at the man several times, but there was nothing strange about him, so he gave up.
Even Li Chengru, the swordsman who once stood at the pinnacle of swordsmanship, did not notice that some invisible fortunes had quietly changed. Such methods were just a flick of the finger.
Song Qidao and Xu Qingmu stood on both sides of the center of the school martial arts field respectively. Monk Hua held a six-ring blunt-backed knife. The iron rings collided with each other and made a clanging sound when swung. Xu Qingmu put away the Chouli Sword and took out the sword carved by the old beggar again.
He read the wooden sword "Nianbei" and stood with the sword in one hand. Monk Hua still said in a thunderous voice: "Be careful, I'm about to go up."
As he spoke, he came up with the knife, and the heavy knife dragged on the ground, causing sparks to fly.
Xu Qingmu stepped back slightly with his right foot, with his left hand behind his back as if he was wandering around, and with the sword tip of his right hand pointed at an angle. In terms of temperament and posture alone, he had already won. Monk Hua was jealous, and when he saw this scene, he yelled: "No wonder I don't like women.
I'm also wearing a long gown!" As he spoke, he held the big knife in his hand without pausing, and struck his head with a knife. Xu Qingmu bent his legs slightly, then suddenly exerted force and bounced away easily. The nameless person who had been practicing the book "Don't Ask Outside for a Long Time"
His boxing skills make his physical fitness comparable to that of a martial artist, making him particularly adept at this kind of close combat.
Then he slashed the wooden sword diagonally upward and downward, and a sword energy slashed horizontally. Song Qida blocked it with his sword and easily resolved it.
"Damn it, Mom, if you don't take it seriously, I'm going to take it seriously!"
Seemingly sensing Xu Qingmu's perfunctory approach, Monk Hua got a little angry. He put his foot on the ground and chased after Xu Qingmu who was retreating. His moves were still almost unchanged. There was a sword that didn't even have a name, just slashing in a daze.
Strive to reduce ten associations with one effort.
Xu Qingmu landed on one foot, then jumped back. While jumping in the air, he suddenly threw the wooden sword into the air, and his voice was extremely hollow:
"Six of Swords: The six paths return and all enemies are defeated!"
The wooden sword suddenly changed direction and rotated around Xu Qingmu at high speed. As Xu Qingmu pinched his fingers, a wooden sword split into countless sword shadows, and then spread to the entire school martial arts field, surrounding Song Qidao. Song Qidao was big
He smiled and said, "It looks like there are many sword shadows, but in reality they are all phantoms, right?" Then he confidently gave up his defense and allowed the sword shadows to hit him.
But soon, Monk Hua's expression changed. Every shadow seemed to have no attack power, but it actually caused pain when it hit the body! This was still the reason for the wooden sword. If it were replaced by Chou Li, wouldn't it be twice as powerful?
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Looking at the phantom sword formation that was shaped like a cage, countless sword shadows were flying at extremely fast speeds. Monk Hua was shocked in his heart. Such a huge sword formation was indeed worthy of defeating thousands of enemies.
The sword comes out six times, and all enemies are defeated!
Zuo Qiuliang, who was carrying a huge luggage, grinned. How did he look like a man who had broken the Immortal Bridge?
Li Chengru looked at the sword formation and felt very satisfied. Although Xu Qingmu's Immortal Climbing Bridge was broken and he was trapped in the Sixth Realm for nearly two years without breaking through, the Sixth Sword he honed in the past two years did have some of the Sword Emperor Song Zihan's.
It tasted good. Seeing how outstanding the young man was, I couldn't help but look down on the fat man with the dark circles under his eyes! So he kicked him out again, which made Chen Rong look angry. Then she felt heartbroken and rubbed the fat man's face.
butt.
Fortunately Xu Luo was not here, otherwise there would have been another commotion.
Li Chengru sighed, a little speechless. Seeing the fight between the fat man and Chen Rong, he remembered that he was once like this, fighting with her across the world. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the fat man deserved to be kicked.
Even Li Chengru himself didn't know yet. At some point, he regarded the fat man as his disciple. Although he sometimes beat and kicked him, it was because he was angry and would not fight. In the desperate battle in the future, if he died in the battle, this chubby man would
Silly boy, how can you protect yourself?
Fatty is not the kind of rigid-minded master, and he is devoted to Li Chengru's careful teachings.
Lin Xue looked at the sword, and no one knew what she was thinking. She just glanced at Cao Tong, who was hiding behind him, secretly looking at him. She felt a little proud, straightened her body, and shook her peak.
Promotion is very unpleasant.
The darkness of a woman's heart is like a needle hidden in cotton, but it only pokes at the most painful place!
Song Qidao on the field was no longer in a leisurely mood, and raised his sword to fight. Such a large sword formation must require a lot of spiritual power to support. As long as it can resist this period of time, there is a chance of winning! Xu Qingmu, who was standing in the air opposite, pointed
The sharp sword technique changed, and the sword formation that originally enveloped the entire school martial arts field shrank sharply, and soon it only surrounded Song Qidao. However, the number of sword shadows became more dense, and the attacks became more frequent.
It lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour before the phantom of the sword array completely disappeared, but Song Qida also completely lost his strength. He half-knelt on the ground, threw away the six-ring blunt back sword, and sighed:
"If we don't fight, I will admit defeat."
Then he sat down on the ground, sighed, and remembered the master Duan Badao who had marks on his buttocks from the sword fairy Fang Yun's beating, and said something for no reason:
"Sword cultivators in the world are as black as any!"