Although I knew that when walking in such a bamboo building, the squeaking sounds would inevitably attract the attention of others, but I never thought that someone would be ambushing behind the door and waved at me the moment I opened the door.
The sword comes.
This knife was unprovoked and ferocious, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and it was slashing towards my head. At this moment, the moonlight was like water, and a raging fire was ignited in the mountain village. The light shone in through the gaps in the bamboo buildings, and everything was
The sharp sword light was gathered together and turned into a ball of light. In an instant, I actually had the illusion that my head was flying.
If this time were delayed by one second, I would undoubtedly die. However, the keen awareness I have developed in life and death over the years finally saved my life. I subconsciously split the volley with a hard horse.
Before he could react, a wave of overwhelming attacks came like a wave, and the sword wind suddenly rose, deeply affecting the swordsman's core.
This man took out the knife in an extremely cool manner. In contrast, I was peeing and running away in embarrassment. A few seconds later, the two of us were chasing each other from the corridor to a nearby hall. In panic, I casually walked away from him.
I found a collection of ancient swords hanging on the wall in the corridor. I fought with this person twice, and I felt that the blade was strong and fierce, and the sword technique was cunning and vicious. It made my hands go numb, and I almost missed the sword in my hand.
Throw them all out.
I strayed into the small hall next to me from the long corridor, and the wind chimes were swaying. Through the hazy moonlight, I saw an old man standing in front of me wearing loose training clothes - this old man had a fierce short haircut and a forehead.
He is wearing a white bandage, a messy beard under his nose, his face is covered with dark age spots, his feet are bare, his eyes are white, his ears are constantly twitching, and he listens to the wind to distinguish things.
Seeing his appearance, I thought to myself that I was not unjustly exposed. It turned out that this man was actually a blind man who relied on his ears to identify objects.
After the blind old man rushed into the small hall, he did not continue to pursue. Instead, he took back the sharp long knife in his hand, stood up with the knife in his hand, made a pose, and muttered something with a serious face.
The words were not spoken in Burmese, but in Thai. Having spent some time following Japanese dramas such as "The Proposal" and "One Liter of Tears", I quickly realized that this person was speaking Japanese.
Then I looked at the long sword in the old man's hand. The chrysanthemum pattern with heavy cloud dye was indeed a Japanese sword with a fine steel mouth.
He spoke impassionedly, but I was confused. I had to turn around and ask for help from the tiger cat in the sky. The gentleman was a language genius, so he held his throat and shouted in a low voice: "Bage Yalu, your
, can you speak Chinese?”
"Suga, China...Chinese? Come on, no matter where you are from, I, Ohno Sakata, will never kill the nameless ghost. Tell me your name, and I will sing a song for you after you die."
Requiem for it!”
This blind old man has quite an ancient custom. When killing people, they must give each other's names to show respect.
Hearing the old man Niu Boyi's words, I had no intention of confronting him head-on. I just started making nonsense, saying that my name was Chen Erdan and that I was Xu Ming's new follower. I was sent by him to call for help.
Those who went to the west to help - do you know that Mara has been born and is killing good and bad people in this mountain village?
Hearing what I said, the blind old man frowned and said, "What qualifications do those pig-dog-like villagers have for me to pay attention to? Since the black and white evil spirits are gone, why bother me?"
I also followed the story and said that I was just an errand reporter. Since you refused to go out, I would just go back and report it and say goodbye!
After saying this, I clasped my fists in salute, and then walked around nervously, preparing to evacuate in a haphazard way.
However, before I took two steps, the long knife in the blind old man's hand was pulled out again, pointed at my Adam's apple, and said with great certainty: "You lied to me, my responsibility is to protect the Bamboo House, and besides that, there are
This big thing has nothing to do with me, Xu Ming cannot possibly not know this - you are the Lu Zuo who was imprisoned, I guess I sensed your breath when I came here last time!"
Can he sense my breath?
I turned to look at Mr. Tiger Cat and asked complainingly: "What's going on? Is it useful for you to secretly learn Laoshan's Lihuo invisibility technique from the bottom of the box? Can a blind man recognize me?"
Lord Tiger Cat argued disdainfully: "I have reminded you a long time ago that this technique has a time limit. You just stand there and look at it. You have been doing soy sauce for a long time, and you have used up the most precious time.
Now you have the nerve to blame me?"
The two of us were quarreling, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking, croaking.
Raise your hand and strike with a sword: "Hey, cut into the wind with one strike!"
This man's sword skills have reached the peak. When he cuts with his sword, a strong wind blows against his face, making people instantly feel the biting coldness.
I took two steps back, unable to avoid it. I could only hold the long sword in my hand vertically to block it, and the force rushed towards me like a huge wave. The bone-eroding grass had just disappeared from my body, and I couldn't bear the force. My whole body couldn't help but
I flew up and fell towards a screen not far away. Wow! The screen cracked in response, and the blind old man handed out a knife again, ready to kill me.
Along with this sword wind, there was also his extremely contemptuous words: "I don't know what kind of powerful character he is, but he is just a little miscellaneous fish!"
This disdainful insult made me feel angry. I suddenly jumped up and waved my hand to meet him. In a short moment, the long sword and the cold knife clashed three times. Sparks sparkled where they collided.
The man came out with great momentum. The moment he drew out the sword, he was able to summon up almost all the energy and energy in his body and swung it out with such force and force that my hands were soft and numb.
My body had just recovered and I was a little weak at the moment, but the anger came into my heart. I could barely resist it for a while, but I was forced to retreat continuously, and soon I was forced to the corner, looking at the sharp blades all over the sky.
Now, it enveloped my whole body, and I also had a headache. My emotions were wandering on the edge of anger and fear. Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, and the wisp of spinning energy that I had seen in the cell emerged from my chest.
This wisp of breath is divided into two attributes, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, chasing each other, merging with each other, mutually reinforcing and suppressing each other, and at the point in the middle of the confrontation between the two, there is a steady stream of power blending into
My whole body rejuvenates my withered muscles and meridians.
The appearance of this wisp of breath is like the last moment of the harsh winter. The wintersweet blossoms bloom, the grass rises out of the black soil, and everything in the world is full of vitality. At this moment, all the dejection suddenly disappears without a trace.
As the energy in my body gradually recovered, I felt that I could roughly control this energy. The old strength was not gone, but the new strength was rising again. All the pores bloomed at that moment, absorbing the complex feedback in the Qi field.
With sharp ears and sharp eyesight, an unprecedented confidence suddenly surged into my heart. Seeing the blind old man's fierce attack, I also became angry and shouted: "You old devil, look at you dying, I will let you
How do you think you are, but I didn’t expect that you are a guy who can open a dyeing studio just by giving me some paint. Pressing each other so hard really forced me to kill you."
Thinking of these words, I shook the long sword in my hand, rushed forward, and started slashing at the blind old man with his needle point at the wheat awn.
The yin and yang fish in the sea of qi kept spinning. When I came back this time, my strength immediately doubled and my sword power was fierce. As for the blind old man, although his strength was reversed by me in an instant, his sword skills were really good and his body was strong.
The technique was sharp and the sword was exquisite, but not by a few points. At first, I just fought back angrily, but after the battle, I felt that the yin and yang fish was in my lower abdomen and active in my heart, and a steady stream of energy was accumulated in all parts of my body.
, the six senses are sharp, and they gradually gained the upper hand in this confrontation.
This is an incredible achievement. It should be noted that although this old man is not well-known, but for Mr. Xu to stay in this bamboo house, he must be a very close person of the old man. Such a person, let alone Xu Ming, is Ma Gui.
, Wang Lunhan, Master Haro, all of them would bow their heads in greeting and call me "senior" when they see it. But it is very rare to be oppressed like this by me at this moment.
In that difficult situation, the three classics guided me, and the yin-yang fish cyclone was created by neutralizing the power in my body. I became more and more courageous as I fought, feeling hot and sweaty, and dripping with joy, while the arrogant blind old man
His face became more solemn, and finally in a duel, the Japanese sword in his hand suddenly broke, and the unknown long sword collection in my hand also flew away.
The blind old man screamed and shot the broken sword towards me. I drew the long sword in my hand and threw it away. I saw that the old man had already exited the hall. I heard his bare feet in the corridor.
The sound of flying on the bamboo board.
This time I came quietly, and naturally I didn’t want to reveal my identity and face the crowds of people outside, so I rushed out of the hall and chased after him. However, before I could chase him a few steps, I saw the blind old man go and come back, and there was a golden light.
When I hit my face, the momentum was much stronger than before. I raised my sword to block it, but I found that my sword was like cutting wood. The shadow of the sword passed by and was broken from it.
I held the broken sword and retreated quickly, only to see that what the old guy was holding tightly was my ghost sword.
The surface of the ghost sword is covered with fine gold, which is one of the hardest things in the world. Coupled with the wind's speed and skillful strength, it is indeed capable of breaking people's weapons. I cursed wildly in my heart, but I had to avoid it.
Sharp and constantly circling.
With the ghost sword in hand, the blind old man immediately regained the momentum of a great swordsman. For a moment, his whole body was like a tornado, trapping me to death. Time passed by, thinking of the birth of Mara, Sakulang
I was hunting with all my strength, and there would definitely not be peace here for long. A hidden worry gradually arose in my heart. After dozens of moves, I looked solemn, and raised the power in my lower abdomen to its peak, transformed it into will, and suddenly fought with the ghost sword.
They responded to each other, then avoided the attack and struck out with a single palm: "Quick!"
The blind old man killed smoothly, but unexpectedly, the ghost sword seemed to have its own consciousness and froze forward. Just as he was about to compete, he was struck by me with one palm, and he couldn't dodge, and his whole body fell backwards.
As soon as I succeeded, I was about to step forward to pursue him, but when I heard the blind old man cry out "ah", a sword point appeared inexplicably in his chest.
Blood came out of his mouth, and he wanted to turn his head to see who was plotting against him, but when he turned his head halfway, the person disappeared.