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- Chapter 437 Sword Gambling
With this strike of the sword, most of the big-eyed young man's martial arts was lost. No matter how precious the elixir was, it would be difficult to heal his right arm.
Even if it is his left arm, it is difficult to do anything if his meridians are injured. The circulation throughout the body will be destroyed, and the progress of internal energy cultivation will be greatly slowed down.
The handsome young man stepped forward, tapped his right hand a few times quickly to stop the bleeding, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, sprinkled some medicinal powder on the wound, then lifted the corner of his clothes, tore off a piece of white cloth, and wrapped it around his wound .
These movements are fast and steady, and they seem to be done with ease.
Song Jingyun shook the long sword lightly, and the sword trembled. It was as bright as snow, without any trace of blood, as if there was a clear spring flowing.
The middle-aged man stared at him coldly, squinting his eyes, and the cold light was like two scimitars coming towards him.
Song Jingyun showed no signs of weakness, glanced sideways at him, and stopped looking at him.
On the other side, seeing that his companion was in too much pain and unbearable, the handsome young man pointed his right hand and tapped the faint point to let him fall asleep.
He stood up, walked slowly to Song Jingyun, clasped his fists in a salute, and said with a solemn expression: "Fangjia was so ruthless and hurt my friend, so I am only offended!"
Song Jingyun rolled her eyes at him: "Huh! You are right!"
She continued: "Fortunately, I still have some martial arts skills. Otherwise, he would have killed me!"
"What Fang Jia said is ridiculous!" The handsome young man shook his head and said calmly: "Although my friend has sharp moves, he has a kind heart and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
"It's so funny that you're saying this now!" Song Jingyun sneered lightly and dismissed it.
The handsome young man was polite, smiled slightly, and said in a light tone: "My friend was humiliated. Although I don't want to offend the girl, I can't help myself. Please take action first!"
"Bah, you are making excuses to provoke, but now you are justified. It is really unreasonable to bite three points!" Song Jingyun spat at him and snorted disdainfully.
Although she has a straight temper, she is extremely smart. She knows that she must be on the side of truth and cannot let him insult her reputation by talking nonsense.
The handsome young man slowly drew out his sword, and the cold light poured out from the scabbard, making the whole hall seem a little brighter.
Song Jingyun¡¯s bright eyes lit up: ¡°What a sword!¡±
She turned her head to look at Song Jingsi and said softly: "Sister, this is a good sword, can you grab it?"
"Well, if you have the ability, there is nothing wrong with handing over his sword!" Song Jingsi nodded lightly, her bright eyes falling on the sword.
The brilliance on the sword flows, and a dragon is faintly circling in the brilliance. If it is there or not, it is obviously a very good sword.
They each have a sword, but the master has an ordinary green-edged sword on his waist. They are uneasy. Now there is a sword in front of them. If God gives it, there will be no blame, so there is no need to be polite!
Song Jingyun snorted softly: "Okay, I will fight with you. If I lose, I will give you this sword!"
The handsome young man¡¯s eyes lit up and he stared at the long sword that Song Jingyun slowly pulled out.
This sword was forged by Xiao Yuesheng himself. It is naturally extraordinary, but similar to his always restrained style, it is not as brilliant as the sword of the handsome young man.
It seems that there is a clear spring flowing on the sword body, and its brilliance is far inferior to his sword. It seems to be inferior.
But he is also a man who knows swords. Seeing that its brilliance is not strong, but its brilliance is flowing, it is obvious that it has inner qualities that are far better than his own sword.
Everyone in the martial arts world loves swords, and he is not exempt from vulgarity. When he saw that his sword was extraordinary, he became greedy and smiled lightly: "It couldn't be better!"
"However, if I lose, my sword belongs to you. What if you lose?!" Song Jingyun looked at him sideways and hummed.
"If I lose, my sword belongs to you!" The handsome young man said without thinking.
He never thought that he would lose. Although the woman in front of him had exquisite movement skills, her sword skills were mediocre and it was difficult for him to please her.
"Okay, this is what you said!" Song Jingyun quickly responded, turning her bright eyes and passing through the crowd like water: "Did you hear clearly?!"
At this time, in addition to the middle-aged man, there were two young men who remained silent and watched the excitement.
They have ordinary looks and are difficult to attract attention. They nodded to Song Jingyun.
"Let's do it!" Song Jingyun shouted tenderly, and the sword shook, and the brilliance on the sword poured out like water.
The handsome young man slowly lifted the sword in front of him. His white shirt gradually bulged as if blown by a strong wind.
His eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and his gaze was getting sharper and sharper, like two swords coming out of their sheaths, piercing straight into Song Jingyun's face.
Song Jingyun¡¯s eyesThe crotch is slightly drooped, as if it is in trance, and the whole body is relaxed. There are no flaws in it, as if it is a person who does not know martial arts.
Seeing this, the handsome young man frowned and snorted. He ignored the many flaws and attacked only one. He stabbed out with a sword and drew an arc of light, piercing Song Jingyun's right shoulder.
Song Jingyun remained motionless as the long sword stabbed her right shoulder.
The handsome young man was overjoyed. Although he was hesitant, he felt that he shouldn't have succeeded so easily. At this moment, he still didn't feel the sting on his hand, so he hurriedly stepped back.
When the long sword reached his body, Song Jingyun's shoulder was slightly unnoticeable. The tip of the sword passed by just a hair's breadth, and a cold air penetrated into his shoulder.
She was so happy in her heart that it was indeed a good sword. The cold air was so strong that it must have blown away hairs and cut iron like mud.
The handsome young man's heart was awe-inspiring as he missed the target with his sword. This woman was indeed not mediocre. This time, she might have been kicked onto the iron plate.
Fortunately, there was a bet just now. The nature of the bet was very different. It was not a fight for survival, but just a bet. It was completely different from the previous one. Even if the other party lost, his elders would not be angry with him.
?This is the best thing for him.
Song Jingyun was surprised. She didn¡¯t expect that this lecherous and hypocritical guy had a lot of abilities and exquisite swordsmanship. Although it was not as good as Bodhidharma¡¯s swordsmanship, it was similar.
She needs to keep her spirits up and persevere, otherwise, she is in danger of missing out.
The two were fighting hard. In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, and it was hard to tell the winner. Almost everyone in the hall was watching.
Song Jingsi glanced at the middle-aged man and saw the small movements on his hands.
She smiled faintly, sneered in her heart, and was making trouble in front of her, but Lu Ban was selling axes in front of him, and Guan Gong was showing off with a machete.
She retracted her left hand into her sleeve, and suddenly a white light burst out, streaking through the air, making a "ding" sound, and the white light dissipated.
An iron bodhisattva and a white chess piece fell at the same time, falling to the floor. They stuck together and did not separate.
Song Jingsi smiled faintly at the middle-aged man and said nothing, but a warning look flashed through her bright eyes.
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he didn't speak, his eyes flickered, thoughtful.
He thought in his heart that this must be the legendary secret skill, magical power at the snap of a finger!
" Jinghong Yijian Xiao Yihan, not only has peerless swordsmanship, but also a set of unique skills, which is the magic power of snapping his fingers, and using the power of his fingers to launch hidden weapons, which is no less than a powerful crossbow.
He felt chills in his heart. He didn¡¯t expect that these two beautiful women had such great backgrounds. In today¡¯s martial arts world, if you haven¡¯t heard of Xiao Yihan¡¯s name, you will definitely be laughed at and unable to hold your head up.
And Xiao Yihan is also famous all over the world in addition to his excellent swordsmanship and ruthlessness.
In his hands, countless people have lost their martial arts skills, and many people have died under his hands. If it were not for his superb martial arts skills, many of them would have been killed long ago.
This beautiful woman can use the magical power of snapping her fingers. She must have a close relationship with Xiao Yihan, and maybe she is a junior.
This time, Young Master, he really bumped into a ghost while walking at night!
He felt cold in his heart, but his face remained normal, showing no flaws.
While he was thinking deeply, the winner was decided on the field.
Song Jingyun suddenly made a move, which was extremely exquisite. The sword light surged and filled the sky, like countless falling stars, with a fierce momentum.
The handsome young man was caught off guard. Suddenly, unable to resist, the sword light fell on his right shoulder. Song Jingyun twisted lightly and floated away.
This time, it was even more powerful than the big-eyed young man just now. The sword was twisted with great force, and the pipa bone was instantly turned into powder.
"Ah¡ª¡ª!" The handsome young man screamed, his sword fell to the ground, and he covered his right shoulder with his left hand.
The screams stopped suddenly, his body stiffened, and he slowly fell down.
The middle-aged man's body shot quickly, and he appeared beside him, supporting him, and quickly used his right hand to seal the handsome young man's right arm.
"You are so cruel!" He raised his head and stared at Song Jingyun coldly.
Song Jingyun shook the long sword, and the blade returned to its smoothness. She returned it to the sheath, snorted softly and said: "The sword has no eyes, I can't hold it back!"
With that said, she took a step forward and came to the sword. She picked up the sword with her toes, stretched out her hand to catch it, and measured it carefully: "This sword belongs to me!"
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, his face was red, and he was surging with anger, but he suppressed it and said slowly: "Yes, this sword belongs to you!"
"Huh, I'm willing to admit defeat. Why, do you want to regret it?!" Song Jingyun raised her eyebrows and snorted disdainfully.
"Sister, forget it." Song Jingsi waved her hand and said calmly.
Song Jingyun closed her mouth, gave the middle-aged man a hard look, and came to him.
"You?!" The middle-aged man tensed up and shouted in a low voice.
¡°There¡¯s just a sword, but how can it be done without a scabbard?!¡± Song Jingyun hummed, took a step forward, and gently tapped the handsome young man¡¯s waist with his toes.
He had passed out, unconscious and motionless. The scabbard on his waist flew to Song Jingyun's hand. She examined it carefully and nodded: "Well, not bad, this scabbard has not ruined the sword!"
"If you want to take back the sword, come to Guanyun Villa!" When Song Jingyun turned around, she suddenly turned back and hummed crisply.
After saying that, the two of them drifted away and left Gaodi Tower.
In the early morning at Guanyun Villa, the crisp chirping of birds is like the sound of nature, melodious and beautiful, but enough to wake people up.
They are more diligent than the people in the villa, going to bed early and getting up early.
Thanks to their hard work, people in Guanyun Villa also get up very early and are busy, practicing or starting to do things.
A light mist envelopes the villa, as if you are in the mist, looming, and there is peace and tranquility up and down.
The sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside the villa, breaking the tranquility in the villa.
In the blink of an eye, the sound of horse hooves approached, rushing to the door of the villa like a violent storm, and two white lights flashed past.
"Xi Yuyu¡ª¡ª" A long hiss sounded, like a dragon's roar, which stopped the clouds and went straight into the sky, echoing endlessly over the villa.
Two white horses stood up and then fell down. In front of the horses sat two women, graceful and graceful, wearing moon-white robes. They were Song Jingsi and Song Jingyun.
The two fell off their horses gracefully, and when they let go of the reins, they did not tie them aside. Instead, they put them down casually, turned around and came to the gate.
The two women were spotless, without any sign of weathering. Their bodies were full of energy, and their eyes were full of energy.
Song Jingyun wore two swords on her waist, one on the left and one on the right. She strode to the door of the villa and knocked the bright copper ring hard.
Song Jingsi raised her head and looked at the villa quietly, her bright eyes flashing with light and dark, her thoughts flying.
When I stayed in the villa, I didn't realize it, but after leaving this period, I never wanted to come back. Thinking back to the life in the villa, it was like a fairy-like day, living in the garden every day, without thinking about anything, without having to do anything. Don't worry, just concentrate on practicing martial arts.
"Master is there for everything, so she doesn't need to worry about it. There will be no danger, and the surroundings are always as warm as spring."
Now that she was finally back, her heart felt like a stone falling from her chest. She felt indescribably relaxed and mixed with joy. The smiling face of her master appeared in front of her eyes.
"Hey, it's the second lady, the third lady is back!" Uncle Fu's voice sounded, and the door was opened, revealing his rickety body.
"Uncle Fu!" Song Jingyun shouted cheerfully and stepped forward to greet him.
Uncle Fu's beard and eyebrows are all white, and his body is stooped. He looks old and frail.
He is the servant of the villa. Looking at the door, although he is not young, he has lived in the villa for a long time, the environment is superior, and he practices health preservation, and his health is getting better and better.
"It's just that he practices Taoist Kung Fu. The essence is the same and the essence is the same. It doesn't show anything on the outside. He looks like he is old and has no knowledge of martial arts.
"Second Miss, Third Miss, you are back!" Uncle Fu smiled with a smile on his face and his eyes were kind, as if he were seeing his own granddaughter.
The two women came forward to greet him. Song Jingyun took his arm and asked in a sweet voice: "Uncle Fu, is master at the village?!"
"Well, the owner of the village is here, but I guess he hasn't gotten up yet, so you don't have to worry." Uncle Fu nodded with a smile.
Song Jingyun¡¯s pretty nose wrinkled: ¡°Hmph, Master always sleeps until he wakes up naturally!¡±
"Let's go in and meet the master's wife and senior sister first." Song Jingsi said.
"Yes, the madam and the eldest lady haven't gone out yet." Uncle Fu nodded hurriedly.
The two girls went to Hanyan Pavilion and met Liu Jing. She was gentle and amiable, and she softly scolded them for not sending the message back. The sacred harrier in the villa had been following them in the sky.
The two women stuck out their tongues, but they forgot about this. They were so busy on their way that they had no time to think of sending a letter back.
Liu Jing said a few words to them, then asked them to go back and wash up, and then went to see Jiang Nanyun. She got up early and would go to the Qingping Gang early. He couldn't see her late.
When they came to Nanyuge, it happened that Jiang Nanyun had returned from practicing martial arts. He was dressed in black satin and had a face as white as jade. He had a heroic appearance and a radiant face.
Jiang Nanyun walked lightly and held a sword. He had just climbed to the second floor. When he saw the two standing in front of the bedroom, unable to advance or retreat, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Oh, Jingsi Jingyun, you are finally willing to come back! "
"I've met Senior Sister!" The second daughter put on her clothes as a courtesy.
Jiang Nanyun waved his hand, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Get up quickly! Why do we, as a family, need to make these false etiquettes?!"
The two women stood up and followed her to the bedroom.
A faint fragrance lingers in the house, the windows are open, the breeze comes slowly, blowing the gauze curtains, and the soft atmosphere floats in the house.
The carpets and furniture in the house are all pink in color, a touch of pink, soft yet bright, giving off the atmosphere of my daughter's home.
The two of them entered the house and found an embroidered pillar to sit down on.
Jiang Nanyun walked straight to a screen. On the screen was a landscape painting with a gentle and graceful atmosphere, and a rustling sound came from it.
While changing her clothes, she smiled and said, "Has the letter been sent to Shaolin?"
"Well, I handed it over to Master Fang Zheng personally." Song Jingsi nodded.
"Giggle, that monk Jueyue didn't find any trouble?" Jiang Nanyun asked with a giggle, like jade beads rolling on a jade plate.
"Who said no?!" Song Jingyun snorted heavily: "Sister, you don't know, that Jueyue is so hated!"
¡°I know that he is hated by people.¡± Jiang Nanyun smiled softly and turned around from behind the screen.
Wearing a lavender robe, covering her graceful body, her temperament is noble and breathtaking, making it impossible for anyone to think of blasphemy.
She walked to the window, sat down on the wisteria chair in front of the case, and said with a smile: "This monk Jueyue is arrogant, but he has the capital to be proud, which makes people have a headache!"
"Well, Monk Jueyue has deep inner strength, but I am not as good as him." Song Jingsi nodded lightly.
"Sister, why do you have to compare your internal strength with him? You can beat him with moves!" Song Jingyun disagreed.
"Why do we have to decide the winner?" Song Jingsi shook her head and smiled.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and nodded, showing an approving look: "Second Junior Sister's words are pertinent! Now that Master's reputation is at the height of the sky, we don't take these false reputations to heart."
"I can't stand that guy!" Song Jingyun snorted and curled her lips: "I want to kill his arrogance!"
Jiang Nanyun shook his head and chuckled, thinking to himself that the temper of the third junior sister was similar to hers, but now that she had been tempered by her master, she still needed to sharpen her temper.
"Senior sister, how are you doing, master?" Song Jingsi asked quietly.
Jiang Nanyun smiled and nodded: "How can Master have any bad reasons? He has been practicing for a while and rarely comes out."
After saying that, she smiled and said: "Tell me about your situation!"
Song Jingyun quickly grabbed the conversation and explained the situation along the way in detail.
When she spoke, there was no focus. As she spoke, she was led elsewhere. It was like walking and encountering a fork in the road. She walked forward, farther and farther, not knowing when she turned back. Jiang Nanyun had to remind her to change the topic. Pull it back.
"So, you just crippled their martial arts?" Jiangnan Yundai frowned, thoughtfully.
"Well, who asked them to take the initiative to provoke?!" Song Jingyun snorted heavily, angrily.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head, glanced at the two junior sisters, and said with a smile: "If it were me, I would take their lives."
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± Both women looked surprised, opened their eyes wide and looked at her blankly.
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, and said calmly: "This guy is a lecherous person. He has harmed many women. Apart from them, he is also doing justice for heaven!"
The two girls nodded thoughtfully.
"When you meet an opponent, kill him if you must. Unless he is a rare good person, otherwise, don't leave any trouble behind!" Jiang Nanyun said solemnly.
"Yes!" They both nodded.
Jiangnan Yun Yingying stood up, raised her skirt and said: "Master is up, let's go and see him."
The three of them left Nanyu Pavilion and came to Hanyan Pavilion.
When they went up to the second floor, they saw that the door of Xiao Yuesheng's room had been opened, and he was sitting in front of the window with his big horse and golden sword, watching them come in.
The two women took a few steps forward, knelt down in front of him, and called "Master" softly.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, smiled, slowly looked at the two girls, and nodded. - 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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