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Volume 1 Chapter 7 Black Hand

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    Chapter 7 Black Hand()

    Seeing that Shangguan Long's doubts were successfully dispelled, Sword Lord's smile became brighter, "Speaking of which, the beautiful general and the heroine of Jianghu are fascinating, and the beautiful nun with strict discipline must be more exciting, right?!" As soon as he finished speaking,  The sword master suddenly retreated three feet, and the proud red dust sword in his hand pointed directly at the sky.

    There was a soft cry of "àÓ", and a fierce momentum rose into the sky.

    Shangguan Long, who was originally enlightened, was the first to bear the brunt and was shocked, "This young man has actually reached such a stage! Even Ning Daoqi may not be able to achieve such a level of cultivation at such an age!" His thoughts flickered uncertainly.  , Shangguanlong suddenly found that he had completely lost the sword master's energy!

    It was clear that the young man was standing in front of him, holding the sword high, but Shangguanlong could only feel the presence of the sword, as if the figure was an illusion!  The only thing I felt was the long sword that was clearly only six feet long, but seemed to pierce the sky!

    "Shangguan Gang Leader, let me move Qi Aotian Cang!" With a cold shout, the Sword Master swung his sword and slashed diagonally!

    The unparalleled sword intent volleyed down from the sky. Shangguan Long looked solemn. Such sword power was rare in the world. Even with his decades of cultivation, it was extremely difficult to parry!

    Purple light bloomed in both eyes, and the dragon-headed staff suddenly became very stiff, slow, and heavy as he swung it, heading straight towards the sword intent falling from the sky!

    "Boom!"

    The energy shot out fiercely and swayed far away. The sword master retreated five steps in a row and his mouth was bloody. Shangguan Long also retreated three steps in a row and his energy surged.

    "Come again!" With a loud shout, the sword master swung his sword and struck again!  "Hanying Baofengchen!" The long sword in his hand was swung rapidly, and in an instant, countless arrogant red dust swords were slashing at him!

    Shangguan Long's long staff flew in the air, resisting the cold long sword, but the voice of the Sword Master rang in his ears again: "If the Shangguan Gang leader can build a small nunnery in a secret place and train a few beautiful nuns, it's a no brainer.  There are not many people, but it is not inferior to what you get in Manqingyuan, right? It is said that the Buddhist Guanyin once gave alms in the body, so how about this card is called Cihang? The name of the nunnery, Jingzhai, is quite artistic, right?"

    "Is this what it is?" Shangguan Long heard the light in his eyes, and the steel staff in his hand was not slow at all. The dragon's head seemed to be alive and kept chasing the long sword lock, but there was doubt in his heart, "This boy  It¡¯s clear that you want to ruin Cihang Jingzhai¡¯s reputation, but you want to use yourself as a gun! No wonder you gave me such a big favor first!¡±

    "Haha. Of course not. This is just a free gift from Twelve. How about asking Shangguan Gang Leader to start operating these projects after three months?" The sword force changed, and the sword master held the sword in both hands and opened and closed it.  Move forward with every move.

    "Of course there is no problem with this matter!" Shangguan Long's staff skills are also fierce. Facing the sword master's advances, he will not dodge or retreat, but he agrees. After all, if he really wants to do these projects,  It also takes time to train singing girls, so three months is not bad. "It's just that I heard that the history editor is the pillar of the Central Plains, why did you come to my Holy Sect to deal with Cihang Jingzhai, the leader of the Bai Dao?"

    "Ha!" After listening to Shangguan Long's question, Sword Lord's sword suddenly let out a burst of fiery breath, but his tone was extremely disdainful, "What white leaders are just a group of dirty women who believe in Fan Bang's wild religion and think they are righteous.  It is a demon sect, but it has inherited the theories of hundreds of Chinese scholars. Although there are many flaws now, it is our Chinese Taoist tradition after all! In my history, there is also a Zhengming Hall that inherited the theories of hundreds of Chinese scholars. Speaking of which, there are some  Incense and love!¡±

    "That's it!" Shangguan Long nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly a cold light shone in his eyes, "My little friend is really good at swordsmanship!" The feminine voice penetrated his heart, and the long staff in his hand continued for a hundred times.  The zero-two stick comes at you!

    The Sword Lord was caught off guard, his inner palace was shaken, and he faced the one hundred and two staffs of Shangguan Long who pretended to be crazy, and he cursed in his heart.  In desperation, his figure retreated sharply, his sword energy rushed forward, visible flames penetrated the twisted space of the sword body, and the blazing sword light shot out!

    "The road of beacon fire and red dust!"

    The figure suddenly retreated tens of feet, the sword light stretched tens of feet in an instant, and the shadow of the staff advanced dozens of feet in an instant.  The swords and staffs finally met, and there was a loud bang, deafening, and the bluestone floor turned into debris and flew in the wind. In the mist, the sword master heard Shangguan Long's cold snort in his ears: "After the matter is over, I will do something for you.  The dead subordinates seek justice!¡±

    A figure shot out from the flying dust.  The Sword Master spurted out a large mouthful of blood in mid-air, dodged away quickly, and shouted: "Shangguan Gang Leader is indeed amazing, Twelve have learned the lesson!" He was really surprised by the weird thoughts of this demon sect demon!

    When the dust settled, Shangguan Long appeared again, spitting out a mouthful of blood, holding on to the steel staff in his hand, and his clothes were messy and crumbling.  Everyone in the Luoyang Gang was shocked. They did not expect that the leader of the gang, who they thought was as powerful as a master at the Grand Master level, would actuallyHe was so embarrassed by that young man!

    Rather than return to the small courtyard, Sword Master rose and fell out of everyone's sight, and then threw himself straight into the Luoshui River that ran across Luoyang City.  The small courtyard he rented in the inn is by no means a secret in the eyes of caring people, so naturally he cannot heal his injuries there.  After five years of practicing swordsmanship on the banks of the Yellow River, the swordsman who is familiar with countless martial arts will naturally not let go of the external method of practicing swordsmanship in the water. Therefore, under the Luoshui River in the city, which is much calmer than the Yellow River, it is definitely the best place for healing.  At!

    Overnight, everyone in Luoyang City knew the name of Sword Master.  The Luoyang Gang is one of the eight gangs and ten guilds. As the leader of the gang, Shangguan Long is considered a prominent figure in the world.  Such a big gang that has dominated Luoyang for decades was unexpectedly killed by a teenage boy. Such a master who had been famous for decades was defeated by a teenager who was not yet in the championship. Both sides suffered losses!

    Sword Lord knows nothing about this.  The Sword Lord, who was only sixteen years old and had only practiced martial arts for five years, was still very lacking in skills and experience. Facing a master like Shangguan Long who had been famous for decades, even though he had extremely powerful sword energy, he still suffered a big loss.  In the end, if I don't give it a try, it's still unknown whether I can escape!

    Although the sharp sword energy does not have a very good effect on healing injuries, it is still an immortal technique. Although it is only superficial, three days is enough for the sword master to suppress all the injuries in the body.

    In the early morning of the sixth day of the first lunar month of the eighth year of Daye, a figure rushed up the river bank from the Luoshui River.  Jianjun used his kung fu to steam dry his clothes and headed towards the small courtyard he rented in the inn.

    Although they secretly reached an agreement with Shangguan Long, they openly offended the Luoyang Gang and it was no longer convenient to stay in Luoyang for a long time.  Besides, now that the first obstacle has been laid to Cihang Jingzhai, there will be nothing left for him to miss in Luoyang in a short period of time.

    Back to the small courtyard, although there were signs of being searched, everything was still normal.  The sword master didn't care either.  Sitting cross-legged on the couch with his sword across his knees.

    Early in the morning, amid the surprised looks in the eyes of the inn owner and waiters, Sword Lord Shi Shiran walked away with his sword on his back.  Now that he has started to toss around, he should make a formal appearance. Others don't know his swordsmanship yet, and he hasn't used the entrance words he plagiarized so hard!

    The street is still very lively.  Only this time, along the way, Sword Lord received many more looks with different meanings towards him.

    It¡¯s still Dugu Mansion, still the same gatekeepers.  But this time, the way the gatekeeper looked at Sword Lord was obviously different, and the way Sword Lord visited him also changed a lot.

    "Historical Sword Master Twelve Hate has heard for a long time that Master Duguce, Biluo Hongchen, has exquisite swordsmanship and is one of the best among the young generation in the martial arts world. I came here to ask about swordsmanship!"

    The voice was gentle, but extremely penetrating. It penetrated from the high gate and the big wall, and no one in the entire Dugu Mansion could not hear it!

    "If it had been a few days ago, if Sword Lord had shouted like this, he would have been beaten out.  It's just that now, with its name in history and its indistinguishable record of victory and defeat with Shangguan Long, it is no longer something that Dugu Mansion can ignore casually.

    The words were spoken only once, and the sword master stopped making any sound. He just stood quietly in front of the door of Dugu Mansion with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed, not caring about the increasing number of eyes around him.

    After a while, the main door of Dugu Mansion opened wide, and a group of more than a dozen people came out.  The man in front of him was about forty years old, but he looked as energetic as a young man. He walked without making a splash and was very skilled. The middle-aged man was half a step behind. He was a tall young man with a tall face.  Thin, but handsome and calm.

    A group of more than a dozen people went out and saw the sword master standing proudly in front of the door.  The middle-aged man took a step forward and said, "I'm at Dugu Peak. Is this the Sword Lord?"

    "Junior History No. 12, I have met Senior Dugu!" Although he did not expect that the contemporary leader of the Dugu Clan would come out in person, the Sword Master did not have much reaction and continued to act according to the routine he had already thought of.

    "Are you the Sword Lord?" The Sword Lord's humility made a great impression on Dugu Feng, and the solemn expressions of everyone around Dugu Feng also relaxed a little. At this moment, a pretty girl of sixteen or seventeen years old suddenly appeared.  He jumped out and asked out of curiosity, "Your name is Sword Lord Twelve Hatreds? What a strange name, which Twelve Hatreds is it? Did you really draw with Guan Long?"

    "Feng'er, don't be rude!" Before the little girl could finish her words, Dugu Feng stopped.  The most important thing for a high-ranking family is rules and demeanor. Nowadays, people treat each other with courtesy. If I lose my etiquette, it can be considered a big or small matter in a family like Dugu Clan.

    "My little girl is rude, please forgive me, young hero!" After scolding Dugu Feng, Dugu Feng turned around and apologized to Sword Lord.

    "Haha, you are so polite, senior." Returning a salute to Dugu Feng, Sword Master looked at Dugu Feng, who had also shined in the original work, and said with a smile: "I am Sword Master. I am just in Shangguan."The master's men were lucky enough to get it back.  "

    "You are so humble, little friend. I wonder what's going on here?" Dugu Feng was very satisfied with Jianjun's attitude, and his tone was a little gentler.

    "Ask about swords!" When talking about swords, the great swordsman appropriately expressed his heartfelt piety with a solemn tone.
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