Luoyang. He didn't have time to look back. He couldn't hide away while holding Sun Shangxiang's hand. Besides, when he was in danger, he threw a woman down and ran away. Is he still a man?
Soon after, Luoyang suddenly pounced on Sun Shangxiang, who had just been pulled up a little by him. He put his arms around her neck, protected the back of her head, and threw her to the ground.
Flat.
rebound.
Luoyang was caught in a stormy sea, but the top-level shock absorption offset most of the impact, and he could hardly feel the shock of landing.
At that moment, the person's kick missed.
Luoyang also saw the person who attacked him. He was an old man wearing a monk's robe, with a thin build and a wooden sword in his hand.
The old monk suddenly turned around in the air, held the sword in both hands, and struck Luoyang from top to bottom.
Luoyang's hand was still protecting Sun Shangxiang's neck, and he had no time to block. Besides, if he rolled away, it would be equivalent to betraying Sun Shangxiang.
Snap!
The wooden sword struck Luoyang hard on the back.
Luoyang groaned and rolled sideways with Sun Shangxiang in his arms. When the old monk landed on the ground, he had already rolled around with Sun Shangxiang in his arms. During this circle, he pushed Sun Shangxiang away, a carp.
Kick upright, turn over and bounce up.
The old monk rushed at him with his sword.
"Master! Come on, put on your pants!" Sun Shangxiang shouted anxiously.
The old monk stopped.
The two of them spoke a few words in Japanese, but Luoyang didn't understand a word. The only thing he understood was Sun Shangxiang's sentence "Ah baa disc" just now. He knew that it meant "don't". He didn't know why he listened.
To understand this word, perhaps this is the legendary language talent.
However, the reason why Luoyang relaxed was not because he understood Sun Shangxiang's words, but because he saw that this old monk was from the Sun family's Shushi family and was not a killer sent by Luo Juexing. Just now, he noticed that behind the scenes
When someone suddenly attacked him, he really thought it was the killer sent by Luo Juexing.
I don’t know what Sun Shangxiang said. After hearing this, the old monk bowed to Luoyang: "Corn mother plug."
Luoyang nodded slightly.
He received a stick in vain. The other party just apologized and that was it. Bowing or anything like that was out of the question.
Sun Shangxiang said: "Luoyang Sang, this is my master Kuye Zen Master, he is the twelfth generation of Shuangdian style. Just now my master thought you were going to hurt me, so he took action in a hurry. Please forgive me."
She bowed to Luoyang.
Luoyang leaned forward and lowered his head: "It's okay."
At this time, Zen Master Kuye suddenly said something in Chinese: "I, the twelfth generation of the Double Sword Style, challenge you to pick up the wooden sword, and we will compete."
Luoyang was stunned for a moment, delayed for two or three seconds before saying: "Why?" qs
"Miyamoto Musashi." Zen Master Kuyeye said with serious eyes, "He is the second generation of my Double Sword Style. Your words insulted the great swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, which means you insulted my Double Sword Style. There are two ways in front of you.
, either you defeat me, or you leave the Zen Residence and don’t let me see you again.”
Zen Zhaiju is the name of Soseki's residence.
This is to drive Luoyang away from Soseki's home.
Luoyang frowned: "What's the matter with you old man? I didn't insult you, the second generation of Shuangsword Style. Isn't your self-esteem a little too strong?"
"You are insulting me right now too!"
Luoyang: "..."
To retaliate against a Zen master with such a temper, is he practicing Gunpowder Zen or Joy Zen?
Zen Master Ku Ye suddenly pointed the tip of his sword at Luoyang and shouted: "Take the sword!"
Luoyang glanced at Sun Shangxiang.
Sun Shangxiang nodded towards Luoyang, his eyes full of expectation.
Luoyang was a little speechless, but this is the characteristic of Fusang people. If you are weaker than him, he will look down on you and will be merciless when he robs you. But as long as you defeat him, he will treat you as his father.
Then let's fight, just to avenge the blow just now.
Luoyang reached out to pick up the wooden sword that fell on the ground, but retracted it. He had the Eye of the Feather Blade and a mobile phone. What else would he need for a wooden sword? Even though this dead leaf Zen Master has a strong willpower, he can punch in just one second.
Give Zen Master Hongkuye a pair of panda glasses on the bridge of his nose or on his eyes.
But just as he was thinking this, Sun Shangxiang suddenly said: "Luoyang Sang, you can't use magic."
This stumped Luoyang.
He has never learned any swordsmanship, but the opponent is a swordsman who has been immersed in kendo for most of his life. In addition, he has no actual combat experience. If he really wants to fight the opponent with a wooden sword, who is his speed?
It is easy to be neutralized by the length of the opponent's wooden sword, and the chance of him being beaten will be magnified.
How could a master who came from all over China be so embarrassed?
Luoyang's eyes swept across the collection room and soon fell on a sword.
It is a Chinese sword, which is very different from the Fuso sword. The Chinese sword is a gentleman's weapon and is upright. The Fuso sword has a certain curvature, which is good for cutting.
Luoyang walked towards the Chinese sword.
"Luoyang Sang, what are you doing?" Sun Shangxiang asked curiously.
"Since it's a sword competition, I have to choose a sword from our side. I'm not used to your sword." Luoyang reached out and took down the Chinese sword from the weapon rack.
The scabbard of this sword is primitive, the handle is made of horn, and the signs of wear are very heavy. It looks like an antique at first glance.
There is no need to doubt this. It must be extraordinary if it can be collected here by someone like Soseki Somon.
With the sword in his hand and a hint of spiritual power injected into him, Luoyang felt something indescribable, something spiritual.
"Mr. Luo, do you really want to fight me with real weapons?" Zen Master Ku Ye asked sharply.
Luoyang glanced at him: "It's not appropriate to fight here. There are many antiques and cultural relics here. It would be a pity to break them. You go and wait for me outside. I will be there soon."
"Okay! I'm going to get my sword." Zen Master Ku Ye turned around and walked away. After taking two steps, he turned back to Sun Shangxiang and said, "I'm here privately!"
"Hi!" Sun Shangxiang bowed and followed him in small steps.
Luoyang longed to be clean, but it was difficult for him to operate if Sun Shangxiang stayed here. When Sun Shangxiang followed Zen Master Ku Ye out, he drew his sword.
The sword has some rust spots on it and there are many gaps on both sides of the blade.
There are three characters engraved on the sword body near the hilt, Bai Taiguan.
Luoyang didn't know where this Bai Taiguan came from, but based on the spirituality he felt from the sword, he could conclude that this Bai Taiguan must not be an ordinary swordsman!
This sword seems to be just sleeping. Once it wakes up, it will turn into a bloodthirsty beast and cause a bloody storm!
Luoyang placed the hilt of the sword on the weapon rack, holding the sword in his left hand, and with his right hand on the three characters "Bai Taiguan", he used his spiritual power to carve the spiritual seal of the ancestral witch.
Printed.
Luoyang injected spiritual power into the ancestral witch's spiritual seal, and an ancestral witch's seal appeared, glowing slightly. At that moment, Luoyang awakened the ancestral witch's life seal and connected it with it. He chanted the ancestral witch's seal in his mouth.
The witch spell: "The sky is dark and the earth is vast, gods appear in all directions, the green dragon returns to the east, the white tiger returns to the west, the vermilion bird returns to the south, the Xuanwu returns to the north, the ancestral witch's destiny is in the center..."