[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

But even so, this cannot dispel the affection of the lovesick girl.

Tan Zhao said helplessly: "Can you let me go? It's not that I told him not to come. If he doesn't come, I have nothing to do."

Zuo Mingzhu refused, she really had deep affection for Xue Bin, she only hated that the ghost was so obsessed that she agreed to Zuo Hongyu's bet, now that she has no way to retreat and it is difficult to move forward, she was so anxious that she lost two catties all of a sudden But he couldn't think of any way: "I don't care, Hongyu, just help me one more time, Xue Bin is fixed at the foot of the mountain, you go and tell him, and he will definitely come up. He doesn't know your martial arts, so he doesn't believe it of."

Naturally Tan Zhao would not agree, but when he went down the mountain, he really saw the second young master Xue Bin.

Although this young master Xue Bin didn't dare to go up the mountain, he yelled at Zuo Hongyu: "Zuo Hongyu, Mingzhu has taken good care of you, so why are you treating her like this?" Obviously, Zuo Mingzhu was giving Xue Bin He told everything in the letter, and he naturally knew that it was Zuo Hongyu's appearance that interrupted their plan.

Tan Zhao snorted, the sarcasm was written all over his face, his looks were above average, his martial arts were not good enough, and he was so timid... He began to doubt Zuo Mingzhu's taste.

"why do not you talk?"

Zuo Hongyu's face was really nice, and even his mocking face looked elegant. Tan Zhao casually leaned on the tree, looking at the son of the world's number one swordsman with great interest: "Are you learning swordsmanship?" ?”

Xue Bin looked proud: "Of course, my father..."

"Speak about your father, shut up about your father. Is your father the Shangfang sword hanging around your waist?" Tan Zhao picked out his ears and said indifferently: "You bastard!"

"You—" Xue Bin was so angry that he drew his sword and shouted: "Today, I will teach you a lesson for Mingzhu, so that you can understand what it means to say that the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

Then, Xue Cowardly Bin quickly understood what it means to be tall and thick.

"You let me go!"

"Let go?" Tan Zhao let go of him with one hand: "Do you think you can deceive everyone with these small tricks? I didn't know that after beating the little one, the big one will come!"

Xue Bin didn't understand what happened at all, but Zuo Hongyu in front of him seemed to restrain all his cynicism and quickly retreated. This speed was not at all like the speed that a person whose martial arts has been crippled should have, and even the speed of his sword was even faster. Come on, come on... He doubted that he would be able to use such a fast sword in his life.

With a sound of "ding--", the two swords touched, and Tan Zhao was knocked back ten steps quickly by the internal force before stopping the retreat, but the sword just now had aroused his fighting spirit.

People who learn swords have always longed to compete with masters.

When a leaf fell to the ground, before Xue Bin could stand up with the sword, the cold wind of sword energy came from behind his ears. He lowered his head subconsciously, and two hairs on his sideburns broke. He watched helplessly as his hair followed the sword energy. He retreated rapidly, and finally landed on his face, and in his eyes... was the shocking sword of the two of them.

Of these two people, one was Zuo Hongyu, who was three years younger than him when he wanted to teach him a lesson, and the other was Xue Yiren, the father he feared and revered, the number one swordsman in the world.

Tan Zhao was injured, and the blood slowly dripped down from his sleeve and fell on the emerald green leaves, which was very obvious.

But at this moment, no one dared to ridicule his overreaching, because there are not many people in this world who can catch Xue Yiren's shocking sword.What's more, he is only sixteen now, and he has entered the way of swordsmanship with his comprehension, even Xue Yiren has to praise him for being a genius.

In this world, there are such people who are favored by God.

"Ten years later, the old man will wait for the young hero in Xuejiazhuang."

Xue Bin's eyes widened. He could hear the seriousness and eagerness in his father's tone. He hadn't seen such a father for a long time. It's a pity that it was not his son who could arouse his father's desire to win. ... The kid from the Zuo family who had his martial arts abolished.

Uh... He may be a little bit hung up in ten years, and he can't live for that long at all, Tan Zhao hesitated to speak.

"Why, don't you dare?"

Tan Zhao still respects Senior Kendo: "No, five years, five years, how about it?"

Xue Yiren took a deep look at him, and the kendo barrier that had been stuck all the time was slightly loosened. Yes, it was this kind of pride and confidence in his own kendo that he never looked forward to. He turned his head and glanced at himself. The son who couldn't lift the sword steadily, was not disappointed: "Okay, five years, I will wait for you."

He withdrew the sword instantly, but even though he didn't have a sword in his hand, his whole body was as cold and solemn as a sword. Xue Bin didn't have the guts to go forward at all, shrinking back and forth. Drill in without hesitation.

"Get out of here!"

Xue Bin immediately rolled over, no one hesitated, afraid that his father would be so afraid, it can be seen that Xue Yiren's aggressiveness is very strong: "Meet my father."

It was also at this time that Second Master Zuo came. This mountain is the site of Throwing Cup Villa. He didn't know why there was a fight at the foot of the mountain. Now he came here and saw his nephew was injured. With the appearance of Yi, his face flushed with anger immediately: "Xue Yiren, you kind of bully the juniors, why not today..." Do the math!

Before he could say the last four words, Xue Yiren immediately killed everything: "I'm here to propose marriage for my son."

Zuo Erye: Damn Hongyu, don't stop me, I'm going to kill this old thief to do justice for the heavens!His son is not capable of writing or martial arts, and he has all the wind, flowers, snow and moon. If he wants to marry his pearl, don't even think about it!

If Tan Zhao hadn't stopped him, Second Master Zuo would have been able to fight directly with Xue Yiren. When enemies meet, Second Master Zuo's face would be full of viciousness. Xue Bin didn't faint because Xue Yiren was carrying him.

This matter, of course, was unsuccessful.

At least before Tan Zhao left Songjiang Mansion, Zuo Erye still had the same appearance of shouting and shouting.Before leaving, Tan Zhao gave someone a bad idea. It is estimated that after Xue Bin knew about it, he would want to raise his sword and chop Zuo Hongyu seventeen or eight times to vent his anger.

Tan Zhao quietly left Songjiang Mansion one night and went south. As for why he went south, he was naturally looking for the bad guy on Bat Island.As for why he left at night, it was not because the dozen or so little tails were too difficult to deal with, and because he hadn't come back for a few days, the Rendong Pavilion had a new population and income.

With such vitality, it is not easy for him to participate more, after all...he is a short-lived ghost.

System: Hahaha, short-lived ghost!Who made you die!

[...Are you sure it's my fault? ]

The system was as quiet as a chicken in an instant, but I felt in my heart that it was not your fault or mine!

However, Tan Zhaoqian did all his calculations, and still missed one. Zhongyuan Dianhong's No. 40 five assassinations came as usual, and it was still when he was about to fall asleep.

But it was an assassination, it was more like being driven over by someone.

Zhongyuan Yidianhong was injured, and it was an extremely serious injury, so severe that a person like him who can't cry out in pain couldn't help moaning, which showed that he had reached the verge of confusion.

When he saw that it was Zuo Hongyu, he almost blurted out: "Run away!"

A killer who came to kill him asked him to escape. Tan Zhao didn't understand, but soon he understood, because someone was chasing and killing Zhongyuan Dianhong, and he was also a master of swordsmanship.

The visitor was dressed in a traditional black clothes assassin costume, from head to toe there was only one sound of shining eyes, looking at Tan Zhao with a strange envy in his eyes, Tan Zhao had a very good memory, and he was quite sure that he had never seen one before. The owner of these eyes, why do you feel that looking at him is like looking at a rival in love? !

Monk Zhang Er was puzzled, but the black-clothed assassin spoke. He raised his sword, his voice was low, apparently changed: "Are you Zuo Hongyu from Throwing Cup Villa?"

Tan Zhao shook his head.

"...You actually deny it?" The point of the sword was indeed Zhongyuan Dianhong, obviously threatening Tan Zhao with Zhongyuan Dianhong.

Tan Zhao: ... Do you think I look like a kind-hearted Bodhisattva?Do I look like such an idiot for threatening a killer who killed me 44 times?

However, Tan Zhao corrected his language mistakes solemnly: "It's not Zuo Hongyu from Throwing Cup Villa, but Zuo Hongyu from Lonicera Pavilion."

"What's the difference?"

"Naturally there is a difference. A man, man. I am new to the rivers and lakes. Do I still use my uncle's name? Among the heroes in the rivers and lakes, which one is admired by others and becomes a first-class master?"

The black-clothed assassin also seemed to think that it was useless to threaten Zhongyuan Dianhong. He kicked Zhongyuan Dianhong away like a dog.

It was a little red blood from the Central Plains.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me at all?"

"I'm very scared." He is definitely not capable of dealing with the incoming martial arts, but he is afraid that he will not be able to solve the problem. Tan Zhao has always been a very pragmatic person, but he feels that his luck is really not very good this time in the world, so he will start to abolish it first. Internal force is killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, now when you want to use a sledgehammer, you have to kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, you are bald!

"I can't see it."

Tan Zhao felt that he could still be skinny: "That may be because it's too dark."

"..." This person is probably sick.

Tan Zhao sighed in a low voice, the pity in it was hard to ignore.

"Why should you sigh like this, it won't be a pity when you die."

But Tan Zhao shook his head: "No, I'm actually feeling sorry for you. I see your master's swordsmanship is exquisite, but you practice cunning and murderous business. I once had an old friend who learned swords. He said that swords are an upright weapon, and dark swords hurt people. Those who are not worthy of learning the sword."

These words were very irritating, the black-clothed assassin was naturally very angry, he raised his sword and stabbed horizontally, but saw that the kid smiled and saw that he didn't move a bit, he was puzzled in his heart, and the sword's momentum immediately slowed down by three points.

These three points are enough.

Tan Zhao immediately grinned, bent over to dodge, and then a handsome man in white flew out from the bushes. He touched his nose, but did not lose his elegance: "Hongyu, I'm not late, am I?"