Young people are always the simplest people in the world and the most easily satisfied.
It's a pity that people who are easily satisfied are also easy to be arrogant. They will be satisfied with their martial arts by practicing a little martial arts, and then think that the so-called masters are nothing more than that. If they have a little hatred, they will think that they are the most miserable people in the world. If they don't go out and kill them fiercely,
, I will never give up when I do something called revenge.
Yan Renying is pathetic, because although Ziqin hopes that he will come, the only value of this guy is just a messenger, and it is not a messenger now, but later, when Lu Xiaofeng needs to know something.
Therefore, when this guy came over, Ziqin didn't even stand up, so he was naturally not on guard.
It wasn't that Ziqin planned to let Lu Xiaofeng handle this matter, but that he didn't regard Yan Renying as an opponent at all.
"If you're looking for trouble, you'd better get away."
Ziqin's voice was low, with a hint of domineering. No matter who had commanded three thousand men or had been an overlord, they would all have some domineering qualities. Even women were no exception, and Ziqin was no exception.
Yan Renying was slightly startled. Ziqin's anger actually made people tremble a little. Fortunately, he was a young man.
In this world, young people are most easily impressed by authority, but they are also young people who are least easily convinced. Yan Renying should have been the former, but hatred made him become the latter, so Yan Renying was not intimidated by Zi Qin, because he pulled out
took his own sword.
If the people in the world have the last bit of courage, it must be the sword. As long as the sword is still in their hand, the people in the world will still have the courage to resist.
"I know who you are. You are the Snake King, the Snake King that Ye Gucheng praised. I know your swordsmanship is very good, but I am not afraid of you. If you have the ability, just pull out your sword and fight me."
Yan Renying roared angrily. He seemed to have forgotten that his original target was Lu Xiaofeng, and his sword was pointed at Ziqin.
He slowly put down the wine glass in his hand and raised his head. His eyes were as sharp as swords. Lu Xiaofeng's eyes became melancholy, and he also put down the wine glass in his hand.
"Do you know that I haven't used a sword for a long time. You really want to see me draw my sword. Even I am scared of my sword."
Ziqin was really sighing at the last sentence. He still remembered the sword he bought when he just came down the mountain, and he still remembered the pseudo-advanced Qifeng sword technique he used with a real stainless steel long sword. In fact,
When he used it, he just swung it casually, but that move happened to be a move in Qifeng's sword technique. It was only then that he realized why the system said that sword technique was specifically designed for killing.
That was also the first time and the last time Ziqin used that set of swordsmanship after he successfully created the pseudo-advanced Qifeng swordsmanship. The brand-new stainless steel long sword used to perform that set of swordsmanship was left behind at the time.
On the charioteer of the king's chariot.
He didn't want to kill the coachman at all, but the sword technique was really a magic sword. When he swung the sword, the coachman actually hit the tip of his sword.
Is it suicide? Or something else, Ziqin has not been able to figure it out until now, so Ziqin has never given himself a sword until now, not because he doesn't want to, but because he doesn't dare.
That set of swordsmanship may not be invincible in the world, but the magic of that set of swordsmanship is definitely rare in the world.
Yan Renying sneered after Zi Qin finished speaking. He thought Zi Qin was showing off, but Lu Xiaofeng's expression suddenly changed and became terrifying. He looked at Zi Qin with a hint of fear in his eyes.
Lu Xiaofeng would never be afraid of his friends. But now he was truly afraid.
"You have abandoned your sword."
Lu Xiaofeng spoke almost word for word. When he spoke, he stared at Ziqin without blinking. Taoist Mu and Master Gusong's eyes were also widened. Many masters in this world may not understand what throwing a sword is.
Meaning, but they are the best among masters, so they understand what it means to throw away a sword. In fact, Mu Taoist never carries a sword, and his sword has been discarded long ago.
"It's lost, but it's not the loss you think."
Ziqin started to laugh, but Lu Xiaofeng did not laugh this time. There were not many things in this world that could make Lu Xiaofeng not laugh, and even less so except for tragedies such as the death of his friends, but now Lu Xiaofeng didn't even have the slightest intention to smile.
"If you throw it away, it's lost. No matter what it means, it's just lost. Have you ever lost your sword?"
This question was very strange. Zi Qin had already said that he had thrown away his sword, but Lu Xiaofeng still asked this question, but his tone was so serious when he asked it.
But Ziqin did not answer immediately this time. He actually frowned and thought hard. He even drank all the wine in his glass in one gulp, and then he took a long breath and spoke.
"Although it is very reluctant, I have indeed lost my sword."
After these words came out, Lu Xiaofeng's lips slowly showed a smile. He slapped the table and laughed. Taoist Mu and Gu Song sighed with great emotion, and they both clasped their fists at Ziqin and spoke.
"Congratulations, congratulations."
No one in this world understands better than these people what it means for a swordsman to lose his sword.
Indeed, no one understands it better than them, and some even don’t understand it at all, such as Yan Renying.
In Yan Renying's opinion, Ziqin and others were just teasing him. Anger was burning in his eyes. The sword he pointed at Ziqin was trembling. He couldn't help but want to stab Ziqin seventeen times with his sword.
Eight holes.
He thought so and did so, so his sword was already thrust out, and Ziqin's eyes were so bright that people couldn't look directly at him. Seeing Yan Renying's long sword was about to pierce Ziqin's face, Mu Mu
The Taoist man and the layman Gu Song were looking at Ziqin, with no worry in their eyes, only deep expectation.
However, two fingers suddenly appeared in front of Ziqin. Between the two fingers was a sword tip. Yan Renying's long sword had actually been caught by Lu Xiaofeng.
There is no other pair of fingers in the world that can do this. Yan Renying's long sword is nothing, but Ziqin's hand has already let go of the wine glass. Lu Xiaofeng's fingers pinched Ziqin's hand when he let go of the wine glass.
Yan Renying’s long sword.
Taoist Mu and Master Gusong sighed, and they looked at Lu Xiaofeng with resentful eyes, but the latter just touched his beard and smiled.
"Killing is always wrong."
Lu Xiaofeng spoke with a smile. Ziqin's expression remained unchanged, but he suddenly sighed when he picked up the wine glass in front of him. He put down the wine glass, picked up the pot of wine on the table and started pouring the wine. He suddenly realized that when he was with Lu Xiaofeng, he would probably spend most of the time with him.
His hands could only pour wine, so he poured another glass of wine for Lu Xiaofeng.
"You can't protect him forever. One day I will kill him."
Yan Renying roared angrily. The hatred of young people is like this. In many cases, there is no reason at all. It is just a verbal dispute that triggers huge hatred and deep hatred that cannot be washed away.
Mu Taoist and Gu Song were almost laughing out loud, while Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard innocently. There is nothing more helpless in this world than this kind of unexplainable thing.
Ziqin had already picked up the wine, and his energy level was already much better than before. Otherwise, even if Lu Xiaofeng took action, Yan Renying would be dead at the moment. Even if Yan Renying would promote the development of the plot later, Ziqin would not be able to survive after angering him.
Go down.
Just when Lu Xiaofeng sighed and wanted to speak, suddenly there was a commotion in the street, and the faint sound of someone shouting was heard, but the voice shouted, 'It's dead, it's dead...'
When the voice came, Lu Xiaofeng's words immediately stopped coming out, because when the voice came, Lu Xiaofeng had already disappeared from his seat, and Ziqin disappeared with him.
Yan Renying remained frozen in the posture of drawing his sword. Lu Xiaofeng and Ziqin's movements were actually much faster than his sword, and Yan Renying's face turned gray.
"Young man, you must learn to be calm. A good swordsman must first have a calm heart."
Mu Taoist sighed and stood up. This action seemed to be extremely difficult for him. Ever since Ziqin admitted that he had thrown away his sword, this Taoist seemed to have become much older. A new generation replaced the old, and the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead. This world has finally arrived.
When the dynasties changed, their world had gradually faded away.
"You, you are......"
Yan Renying didn't know Mu Tao Ren, nor did he know who was with Lu Xiaofeng. He only knew Snake King because Snake King was the most legendary person in the world during these ten months. He had been described countless times, and Mu Tao Ren, Mu Tao Ren
The world of martial arts has disappeared for a long time, and Mu Daoren has not been a prominent figure in the world of martial arts for a long time.
"I, I'm just a seasoned guy who likes to play chess and drink."
Mu Daoren smiled lightly and spoke, and Yan Renying's mouth opened wide again. Although Mu Daoren is no longer a prominent figure in the world, the older generation has not been completely forgotten.
"You are Wudang Elder, Taoist Master Mu."
Yan Renying held the sword respectfully and bent down, but Mu Taoren just laughed, his laughter was very low. By the time Yan Renying stood up and wanted to say something, Mu Taoren was already outside the door.
He seems to have taken it indifferently to Yan Renying's admiration for Mu Taoist. He seems to be no longer proud of the four words "Wudang Elder" and no longer cares about the false reputation. However, if Yan Renying is more careful, he will find that Mu Taoist is bending over him.
After bowing, I walked out of the door with my waist straight.
Yan Renying was stunned for a moment and immediately chased after him.
On the street, Lu Xiaofeng and Ziqin stood in a row. In front of them was a horse, a white horse, and on the horse's back was a dead man.
When Yan Renying saw this dead man, his whole body stiffened as if he had been struck by lightning.
