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- Chapter 40 Ending
After killing Xiang Siren, Jianjun did not leave immediately. This Xiang Siren is considered the hegemon of the party. Although he has come to someone else's territory, he must have brought a lot of wealth with him. Since his debut as the male lead, he has never stopped wearing delicacies, fine clothes, and splendid clothes. He does this business of robbing families and homes a lot. Therefore, if you have such an opportunity at this time, why not search it carefully?
People who go out will always have more concentrated money. Soon, the young man who had gone out early in the morning to kill people and buy goods had returned to the blacksmith shop, but the situation in front of him really made the young man very helpless.
A group of government servants came from nowhere and surrounded the blacksmith shop tightly. The leader was Xie Wenlong, who was sitting high on the horse.
"Twelve young brothers." Seeing the sword master returning with a sword, Jie Wenlong sighed.
"I've met Brother Wenlong." He nodded lightly. The sword master kept walking and entered the blacksmith shop under the watch of Jie Wenlong. The two of them didn't know what to say for a moment.
The heretic sword was put back into the sword case, Twelve felt helpless. Originally, he had a very good impression of Xie Wenlong, and they got along well with each other when they first met. But he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he "kidnapped" the other person's fianc¨¦e. As a result, when they met now, there was a deep estrangement and there was no way to become friends again!
"Is Wenlong outside?" Seeing the sword master come back, Zhenzhen took the trophies he brought back, while Song Yuhua on the side frowned slightly, with a complex expression.
"Yeah." He nodded, but the young man didn't know what to say.
"Alas!" Song Yuhua and Xie Wenlong had known each other since childhood. They had become husband and wife, but now they couldn't bear to see each other.
"Twelve young brothers, Wen Long has admired your sword skills for a long time, can you teach me?" Just as Song Yuhua sighed, Xie Wenlong's voice came from afar.
"You can't ask for it!" Jianjun's answer was simple and firm.
While talking, Zhenzhen on the other side had already packed her baggage. Since she followed Twelve, this originally innocent little girl has often followed her unscrupulous master to destroy homes and properties. Under the words and deeds of his young master, he has already become familiar with the job of cleaning up stolen goods.
When the young man led the two beauties out of the blacksmith shop, Jie Wenlong, who had been sitting on his horse, had already dismounted and stood in front of the door for a long time. Holding the long sword at his waist, Jie Wenlong looked at the girl carrying a cloth bag and walking out behind the boy, with a complicated expression.
With a prominent family background, he has not had many playmates since he was a child. Sister Song and his brothers and sisters are his only childhood sweethearts. And since he was a child, he had a strange feeling for Song Yuhua after hearing about the marriage between the two families. Knowing that she is his fianc¨¦e, I feel happy but also confused. And when his fianc¨¦e was taken away from the public eyes by the young man in front of him, he felt relieved for no reason from the bottom of his heart, which made the young master of the Jie family, whose life path was almost chosen at birth, panicked.
Jianjun doesn¡¯t care about Xie Wenlong¡¯s feelings. Although both parties once appreciated each other, under the current situation, there is almost no possibility of reconciliation. Since there is no possibility of reconciliation, we can only speak with the sword!
Xie Wenlong stood in the street. On the long street behind him, there were dozens of people standing in a scattered pattern. Looking at the Jianghu people who were looking at him from a distance, Jianjun didn't react at all, but Song Yuhua on the side had already changed his color.
"The twelfth young brother acted righteously for his friends, but he lost the Han family's face. Even though Wenlong admired the twelfth young brother's character and swordsmanship, the Han family's face cannot be damaged. So today, I, Duzunbao, want to fight with I wonder what the Twelfth Young Brother wants to do?" Seeing Song Yuhua's change of expression, Jie Wenlong finally gritted his teeth and stopped looking at her. A pair of eyes just stared at the young man with an unwavering expression, and his words were filled with regret.
"I've been offended by the twelve rudenesses, so I don't dare to argue. I just don't know how Brother Wen Long is going to end it?" Hearing that he was going to end it, although he knew that the end would be extremely dangerous, the sword master was not surprised but happy in his heart. On the eve of the wedding, it was only a matter of time before the bride was kidnapped from Duzunbao. Although today's situation is dangerous, it is not completely without opportunities. What's more, as long as today passes, although the estrangement with Duzunbao cannot be eliminated, it will save a lot of trouble. For Sword Lord, it is a good thing.
"This long street leads directly to the riverside outside the city." Seeing that the sword master was not afraid, Xie Wenlong was filled with admiration and sigh in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He unsheathed his sword in his backhand and pointed behind him, his tone full of solemnity. , "A small boat has docked by the river. There are five hundred experts from our Duzun Fort on the long street. If the twelfth young brother can get to the boat and disrupt the marriage, Duzun Fort will not pursue it again!"
"Oh?" Sword Lord was stunned after hearing Xie Wenlong's words. He had thought about a group of experts from Duzun Castle swarming up to besiege him, or about Xie Hui personally going out to beat him up.I have thought about Duzunbao offering a huge reward to me, but I never thought that the other party would come up with such an idea. "Is it actually a level-breaking game? Interesting." His mind was racing, and Twelve pondered. Since it is such a level-breaking game, it is impossible for five hundred people to besieged together; and since there are five hundred people, there must be a mixed bag of good and bad, and there will be a lot of opportunities to fish in troubled waters.
"It's just that there are many masters in Duzun Fort, so why bother to cause such a troublesome thing? If others don't tell me, it will be absolutely uncomfortable for just Xie Hui." Although I was confused in my heart, since the other party decided on such a method, then What does he, the sword master, have to fear? !
Smiling and nodding.
"Very good!" Seeing that the sword master had a headache, Jie Wenlong also smiled, "Then Wenlong will be the first to learn the swordsmanship of the twelfth young brother!"
"Brother Wenlong also uses a sword?" Looking at the long sword in Jie Wenlong's hand, the sword master's expression changed, and his tone was filled with excitement. Before meeting Song Que, his thoughts were extremely complicated. Cihang Jingzhai, Li Shimin, Yang Guang countless thoughts are endless, and they are thinking hard about the obsession that was left in my heart when I read the original work in my previous life. But after meeting Song Que for a while and telling everything, his mind changed unknowingly. Maybe it was the effect of that sword energy, or maybe it was the effect of the magical battle in the sky before the time travel. Unknowingly, his mind was focused on martial arts and swordsmanship.
The former pretentious criminal who pretended to be a swordsman all day long has now become more and more like a Jianghu person who is truly obsessed with martial arts.
"Exactly." Hearing the sword master's question, Xie Wenlong stopped looking at Song Yuhua, pointed the long sword in his hand, and replied solemnly.
"I don't know, what is a sword in Brother Wenlong's eyes?" Nodding, Twelve was even more excited. When he raised his right hand that was originally behind him, Zhenzhen next to him immediately took two steps forward and held his hand. The proud red dust sword in his hand was presented to him.
"The ancestor of short-range weapons, a weapon of close combat, with profound Taoist skills." Looking at the young man in front of him, he slowly pulled the long sword in the girl's hand out of the scabbard, and undressed the dragon's robe without wind.
"Brother Wenlong has great advice, Twelve have learned from it!" The Rushui sword lay horizontally in front of him, and the sword master was waiting in full formation. Although Xie Hui does not use a sword, it does not mean that Xie Wenlong is not good at swordsmanship. On the contrary, Jie Wenlong, who was born into this wealthy family, has his own uniqueness in swordsmanship.
As soon as he spoke, the sword master turned his hand and waved his sword. Jie Wenlong is not a weakling, and there is a long street full of dangers behind him. Although he is very confident in himself, the sword master has to strike first and seize the opportunity.
Although the Sword Master rarely used the Sword of Smiling Red Dust to fight against enemies since he understood the Trace of Wind, he never left his body with both swords when practicing Qi every day. Therefore, when I used the Hongchen Sword to move at this time, not only did I not feel unfamiliar, but because I had understood the Wind Mark, and by analogy, the Hongchen Sword move was even sharper.
Before the long sword arrived, the strong wind arrived first. The six-foot sword came with a cold light, but Jie Wenlong felt as if a torrent was sweeping in, the wind was howling, the cold was overwhelming, and an irresistible feeling arose in his heart!
If you can't stop it, don't stop it. Jie Wenlong stepped out with a set of mysterious footwork, allowing the majestic sword energy from Sword Lord's hand to pass. Before the opponent could change his moves, the long sword in his hand was erratic, and it actually covered Sword Lord's whole body!
Seeing that the opponent's moves were exquisite, but he couldn't understand what was going on, the sword master sighed helplessly in his heart that he would suffer from such wild moves after all, while he stepped back and slashed diagonally with his sword!
Since you can¡¯t tell whether the opponent¡¯s sword moves are real or fake, then just break them regardless of whether they are real or fake!
With a clang, Aoxiao Hongchen Sword cut away the uncertain sword shadow, and struck the long sword in Jie Wenlong's hand. In an instant, all the shadows of the sword disappeared. Just when the two of them felt the hands holding the sword shake at the same time, the sword master, who used his long sword to find out where the opponent's sword edge was, reached out with his left hand and grabbed Xie Wen. The dragon's sword-holding wrist!
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound! Jian Jun's unexpected catch shocked Xie Wenlong, but Jie Wenlong was a good player among the younger generation after all. He reacted in a split second and had no time to dodge, so he had to use his left palm to strike hard. Jian Jun wanted to surround Wei and rescue Zhao, but he didn't want to The sword master made up his mind to fight quickly, but he did not dodge and received a slap, and the proud red dust sword in his hand was already on the neck of the shocked young master of the Jie family!
"Accept!" Let go of Xie Wenlong, whose face was filled with sadness, and wiped away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. The Sword Master hung the Aoxiao Hongchen Sword with its scabbard on his waist, and took the Heretic Sword handed over by Song Yuhua. It is on the long street of murderous intent. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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