Prosperity three thousand.

I'll stab you with my sword.

Lei Wujie pointed his sword at Duan Xuanyi, and the third sword energy lasted endlessly, the fragrance of flowers overflowed, but it was full of murderous intent.

Duan Xuanyi retreated violently and used the Hidden Water Technique, but was instantly broken by the sword energy, and his true energy plummeted thousands of miles. He tried to use the "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlight Night" again, but found that Shan and Xiao, who had already practiced to the extreme, were against each other.

He had a faint intention of resisting. He remembered what his father said when he taught him martial arts. The twenty-three bridges on the front of "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night" are extremely elegant and have the style of a gentleman. But the bridge on the back is

"Duan" means breaking the cauldron. Although it is powerful, it is against the way of a gentleman and cannot be used unless it is a last resort. He originally didn't think so, thinking that weapons are just weapons, how can there be so many considerations. But today, he finally understood what his father said.

if.

It's a pity that he will die soon!

"Although the Duan family in Jiangnan is not as big as Leijiabao in Tangmen, it is still a big family. It is not good for the eldest son to die here." The scribe in white sat down. It should not be his turn to take action this time.

Sikong Changfeng was not in a hurry and put down his spear: "No matter who it is, no one can die in Xueyue City."

Although Tang Lian had just gone offline, when she saw this scene, she still shouted: "Wu Jie, stop!"

At this moment, Lei Wujie was surrounded by flowers, and his sword energy was like a tide. At first glance, he seemed to be extremely handsome, but he was complaining in his heart. He didn't want to really kill Duan Xuanyi. But just now he was in a hurry and went out.

With a sword strike, he accidentally used the genuine Yuexi Huachen, but he couldn't control this powerful sword energy and couldn't take it back!

"Lei Wujie!" Tang Lian shouted again, took a step forward, and prepared to run forward, but it was already too late.

Duan Xuanyi's face turned pale with fright, and he had no way to retreat. His knees softened and he half-knelt down, completely losing the elegance he had just now.

At this moment, a green figure stepped into the sea of ​​flowers. She came leisurely, seemingly not afraid of the gushing sword energy. She just stood in front of Lei Wujie and gently held his hand.

A camellia floating around.

It's her, Ye Ruoyi.

Lei Wujie was shocked, but he still couldn't control the power of the sword in his hand. Ye Ruoyi suddenly took a step forward, and lightly touched the Tingyu sword. She saw the Tingyu sword glancing across her beard.

, scratched her hair rope, and her long dark red hair poured down like a waterfall.

Lei Wujie was stunned, but saw Ye Ruoyi turned around, suddenly gently held his hand, and said softly: "You have a good sword."

Lei Wujie didn't know how to answer, so he just responded blankly: "Yeah."

Ye Ruoyi gently waved his hand, slightly lifting the sea of ​​flowers. In just a moment, the murderous sword energy suddenly became warm and gentle. Although the sword energy was still like a tide,

There was no murderous intention. Ye Ruoyi took a step, pulled Lei Wujie and suddenly took a step back, then let go of Lei Wujie's hand and said, "Follow my movements."

Lei Wujie could only murmur and nod. Ye Ruoyi's voice was gentle and pleasant, but it had a magical power that was almost like a command.

"What a silly boy." Ye Ruoyi smiled, took a step back, flicked her sleeves, rolled up her long sleeves, and started dancing on the spot.

Lei Wujie almost didn't hesitate, and followed Ye Ruoyi's pace with his sword in hand.

Flowers were flying, Lei Wujie's red clothes were billowing, and he was dancing lightly with a beautiful sword. And the peerless woman beside him who could be called a "beauty" had her sleeves flying and her steps were graceful.

There are only four words in everyone's mind at this moment: peerless elegance.

"This is true elegance." The scholar in white said with a smile, "The Duan family in Jiangnan? It's far from enough."

"This is...Ruoyi Sword Dance." Sikong Changfeng muttered.

"Yes, Ruoyi Sword Dance. A dance created by General Ye Jia on the battlefield. It is said that twenty years ago, when the Ye Jia's army was marching, there was a woman in white dancing wildly with a sword. Looking from a distance, she looked like a celestial being.

"Down to Earth. This sword dance has two scores. The upper score is called Yunmen. It is like walking on clouds and flowing water, and you are strolling leisurely. The lower score is called Killing Formation. The murderous aura is rampant and can be heard from thousands of miles away. What is being danced now must be Cloud Gate." Bai Yi.

The scribe smiled and said, "It's just dancing but no music. It seems a pity."

"There are so many singers and musicians in Wuyuxuan, how can there be no joy?" Sikong Changfeng said.

The scribe in white shook his head: "It's not that I underestimate you in Xue Yuecheng. It's not easy to find musicians who are worthy of Ruoyi's sword dance."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of a flute. The scribe in white was stunned and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a thin man in a green shirt playing a flute there. His face was like water, rippling.

It's unclear, but the flute sound contains rich emotions. It is perfectly integrated with the dance steps of the two people in the court. It seems that this piece of music was composed for this sword dance.

"No! It doesn't seem like this. This song is the song of Ruoyi's Sword Dance. It's 'Shao', a dance music that is said to have been lost! Sikong Changfeng, who is this person? How can you be like this in Xueyue City?

Disciple." The scribe in white stood up again, his eyes shining.

"He is my disciple, Xiao Se." Sikong Changfeng said proudly.

"Okay, okay. I didn't come to the Hundred Flowers Party in vain this time." The scribe in white became very interested. After looking around for a while, he jumped out of the Accord and landed in the courtyard. The musicians around him looked at what suddenly happened in front of them.

I was already a little stunned by all this, and I was even more stunned when I saw someone suddenly falling in front of me.

And this scribe dressed in white and with an elegant face waved his hand gently at him: "Excuse me, please lend me the piano."

The musician nodded and stood up in a panic. Then he saw the scribe in white wave his hand lightly, and the guqin fell into his hands. The scribe did not sit down, he held the guqin in his right hand and swept the strings with his left hand.

Like thousands of horses trampling through the wilderness!

"Who is it!" Lei Wujie, Ye Ruoyi and Xiao Se in the field were all shocked. The sound of this piano sound was so powerful that they could not match it.

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly, took a step back, put the piano back on the table, sat down leisurely, and said loudly: "Don't worry about me! It is my honor to see the real Ruoyi sword dance once in this life.

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The sword dance did not stop. Although the three people were shocked, the steps under their feet and the sound of the flute were still undisturbed. The middle-aged scribe closed his eyes and listened quietly for a while, and plucked his fingers slightly on the strings. This is

It was the first time he heard the real music of Ruoyi's Sword Dance - Shao, but with his extraordinary talent, he already understood all the music from the moment he held the piano.

There is a way to follow for everything in the world. If one method is universal, all methods are universal.

From the moment he sat down, Xiao Se guessed the identity of this scribe in white. Some people have practiced swords all their lives, but their martial arts are mediocre. But this man has read books for half his life and claims to know everything about the world. Someone teases him, then

You, a scholar, know how to use a sword, so you handed him a sword.

He pondered for a long time, picked up the sword, waved it somewhat unnaturally, and then suddenly handed out a sword.

This sword is truly peerless!

This sword also made another swordsman in the world.
Chapter completed!