I hang up in the martial arts world

Chapter 117

Chen Mu’s small courtyard door.

The two cherry red plum blossoms are embellished by the side, and there are still a lot of residual snow on the top of it. From time to time, a few petals are falling in the cold wind.

A little girl was wrapped in a thick winter clothes in green, squatting on the side of the road with her neck, and piled up a strangely strange snowman.

From time to time, the ears were erected, listening to the stern voice in the courtyard.

Suddenly, she found out that there was no sound in the courtyard, a little confused.

When I looked up, I happened to see a young man who rushed out of the courtyard.

“Huh?!” Seeing that the small follower squatted on the ground, his eyes looked at him inexplicably, and Chen Yi slowly stabilized.

“Ha!” He took a deep breath, sorted out the instrument up and down, and laughed.

Then a serious praise: “Mother’s rod method is getting more and more advanced, it is really good!”

After that, he shook his sleeves, carried his hands behind him, raised his head upright, and slowly left the bluestone steps.

“Master, are you so powerful, can’t you beat the old lady?” Xiao Chan stood up when he saw this, raised his feet to knock the snowman, and then trotted to keep up with him, and asked curiously behind him.

“Mother’s martial arts are unpredictable, I can’t reach it!” Chen Yi didn’t want to discuss this topic with her, and she was perfunctible casually.

“But the old lady said, she wouldn’t have martial arts!” The little girl faced his back, revealing her eyes.

“Well!” Eason Chan said, not responding, but instead stepped forward, and shook her several steps away.

This year’s follow -up class is really worse and worse.

“Ha, for a long time, Brother Zhu’s sword is more intense!”

In the yard, Liu Hanfeng leaned against a old locust tree, randomly throwing the wine gourd in his hand, and watching the two not far away laughed.

“Isn’t it stabilized by the black heart scholar? This person’s qualifications, really. Hey!” Suddenly, there was a laugh from the top.

It is Nangong Tonghe.

I saw that he caught the gourd, poured two sips into his mouth, and lost it.

This injury was that I didn’t know when I got on the treetop, and lying obliquely on a thick branch.

The two of them looked up at each other, and looked at the friends of the friends leisurely, and discussed two sentences from time to time.

I saw that there was a green and one white in the courtyard, and the two ghost -like figures shuttled around and collided from time to time.

The previous moment was still shocked, and the next moment was like a phantom, it was scattered when it touched.

The folding fan waved in the hand spread abruptly, and the obliquely cut towards the opponent’s face. It was clearly a bamboo bone paper, but it was like a magic weapon, which contained a sharp sword.

The other person was flexible under his feet, and he made a slight ginseng sideways.

Looking at the fan without rushing, cutting the tip of the spontaneous tip, tearing the air in front of the air, and then the invisible sword qi in the body broke out, turning into a cold wind roll towards the opponent, followed by a fierce follower. Gection.

Mo Liu, who holds the fan, did not hit, immediately withdrew his feet, and a folded folding fan was used to rotate between the two with ingenuity. Sword qi.

At the same time, he fought against Zhu Yanqiu.

The two quit three steps together.

“Haha, live!”

He raised his hand and caught the folding fan of the rotary. He stopped Zhu Yanqiu’s movement and took the lead in saying and saying: “Your Qianqiu Sword Qi is sent to the heart, and the foundation is even more deeper, admire! Admire!”

“This time, even your sword never forced it.” Zhu Yanqiu heard the sound opposite, and retracted the already sword finger that had already extended, and stood in place and sighed.

The two of them are together with Confucianism, and they are also friends for many years. They naturally know a lot.

Mo Liu’s foundation is Hao Ran, listening to the tacky, but it is actually from the superior martial arts of Confucianism. It has been more than thirty years of fire.

In terms of moves, the best is a widely circulated Confucian swordsmanship, Zhiyuan Shipin.

It does not mean that the sword method is weak!

This Zhiyuan Shipin is easy to learn and difficult to learn.

The one in front of me is the best among many people who practice this sword, and they also break the name of a Confucian Yajian.

Although the two did not have a sword, Zhu Yanqiu’s own luminous sword, Zhu Yanqiu’s self -style, did not take the movement as a long, specializing in the invisible sword qi, there was no difference between the sword and no sword.

However, Mo Liu Lian always cope with a paper fan and the best sword trick.

Obviously, there is a large gap between the two in terms of foundation or in the move!

“I have been fell!”

Looking at the friends who came on the face, Zhu Yanqiu shook his head and shook his head without saying a word, and turned to go back to the house to continue to repairs.

“Yan Qiu, the car is not as good as the long -term cars, although Qianqiu’s sword is sharp, but after all, Mo Liu Lian saw his lost back, hesitated for a moment, and reminded half of the sentence.

Although it is not finished, it is obviously not optimistic about the prospect of this martial arts.

“I understand!” Zhu Yanqiu naturally knew his heart, paused his feet a little, and looked back on his head, and then left alone.

When he was young, he had a suspicion with the mentor in the academy for various reasons. He simply gave up his identity and came out of martial arts by himself. Even in order to split the relationship with the academy, he abandoned Confucian martial arts without use. Essence

Unfortunately, although he is talented, he is not a peerless genius.

This self -creation method, the sword goes to the front.

In the early stage, he could still rely on the deep foundation and sharp sword qi. He was prestigious in front of ordinary rivers and lakes, but in the later period, he encountered a strong hand in the doors of the gate.

This is a wild road that is not a system, and the gap between the background.

“Haha, don’t persuade it!” Nangong and his feet on the tree swayed, his body fell lightly beside Mo Liu, and laughed.

“It is useless for persuasion. How many years have you been used? You can see that he has half regrets?”

“Well, what can I do if I go back wrong? His bad temper is really” Mo Liu linked his head slightly, sighing.

“Didn’t you intentionally lead him to see Chen Meng? That’s the student of the master, so you can’t say that there can be a turnaround this time?” Nangong Tong and crooked head blinked at him, saying deeply.

“Don’t tell me, your old fox really doesn’t know the details of the Chen family?”

“Ha! Mo to arrange me. At this point, I was because of the situation, and I asked for the best result!” Mo Liu lianxted to start the folding fan, blocking the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then he glanced at the hospital again: “In other words, your troubles are here ~”

“I can’t escape this suffering, Jihe, see me with me!” At this time, Liu Hanfeng’s voice sounded lightly.

Nangong and smiled towards him, and turned to the hospital.

There was a white boy with a small follower, waiting for the two.

Inside the study.

The teenager looked at the two in front of him with a smile, then bent down, and he found out seven long box boxes from the book case.

I recognized it for a long time.

He picked two out of it, opened it, and took out the things in the box, and served one by one with both hands.

“This is.” I took the things with both hands, and looked at the things in my hands inexplicably, and hesitated to confirm: “Sword?”

No wonder he hesitated for a while, it was the sword shape in his hand that was too gorgeous, or too weird.

The ocean is not like a serious sword.

“Oh!” Eason Chan raised his hand and saw that the two looked up, and constantly explained: “The sword in the two hands, the symbol of the seven lords of the Wenshu Tower, the name of the sword.”

“Both the two gentlemen are presented, and the two will be taken by the two!” I saw him thinking for a long time, and did not take the name of the “sword” that was temporarily rushed out of these two handles, and simply perfunctory.

“Seven Zun?” Nangong and heard the words, and a big question mark jumped out of his head.

“Yes, Mr. Liu is one of the seven detention Suns, Mr. Nangong,” Chen Yi sang for a moment, and finally tapped his palm and decided.

“Is the corpse abandonment!”

(This chapter is finished)