[Comprehensive wear] Flower blowing sword

The water pavilion suddenly became quiet.

Everyone who was about to move also stopped.

They all looked at the two people in tacit understanding, Hua Manlou and Ximen Chuuxue.

Hua Manlou didn't move, he held the wine glass and slowly drank the good wine specially prepared by Yan Tieshan.

Wine is naturally good wine, but Hua Manlou's mouth was covered by the wine glass, showing a bitter smile.

He knew that it would be easy for Ximen Chuuxue to solve these five people.

But he couldn't help it.

He wasn't worried that these five people would hurt Ximen Chuuxue, he was just angry.

Qi Ximen Chuixue clearly saw him, but it was as if he hadn't.

So he moved ahead of Ximen Chuuxue, he just wanted to attract Ximen Chuuxue's attention.

It's like a child who doesn't get the attention of adults, deliberately mischievous.

Hua Manlou thought, probably he has this kind of mentality now.

It's just too ridiculous, so ridiculous.

If he had done it before, Hua Manlou would definitely not have believed that he would do such a thing, and it would be considered a vexatious thing.

However, other people don't know what Huamanlou is thinking.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Huamanlou with deep eyes, as if he was thinking about some important issue.

In fact, all he was thinking about was—fuck!Huamanlou is too wifey, right? !This is all right? !

Ximen Chuuxue's gaze was even colder, he looked at Hua Manlou, and said in a deep voice: "Young Master Hua, do you want to learn how to use my sword?"

Hua Manlou said calmly: "I don't want to learn the sword of Master Ximen, but these five people are not suitable to be opponents of Master Ximen, because there are still people with swords at this table."

He was indeed making excuses for himself, but at this table, there were indeed people with swords.

As soon as Huamanlou's flower tone fell, Su Shaoying's expression changed.

He is a descendant of the Emei School, Su Erxia among the Three Heroes and Four Talents, so he is naturally a swordsman.

He naturally wanted to learn Ximen Chuuxue's sword skills, but not now.

Because he knew that a sword contest with Ximen Chuuxue was nothing but a dead end.

However, before he could speak, someone made a noise first, Ma Xingkong got up abruptly, and said sharply: "Mr. Huo kindly invited you to drink, but he didn't expect you to come to make trouble."

He stretched out his hand to his waist, and revealed a fish-scale purple gold rolling dragon stick. With a shake in the wind, he stretched it straight, and stabbed straight at Huamanlou's throat. (Excerpt from the original book.)

Huamanlou, Ximen Chuixue, and Lu Xiaofeng are not easy to mess with.

He shot at Hua Manlou, but he saw that Hua Manlou was blind.

Blind people should be easier to deal with, Ma Xingduo imagined.

But he didn't expect that although Hua Manlou was blind, he was a blind man who was difficult to deal with.

Hua Manlou sat in the same place without moving.

Ma Xingkong's rolling dragon stick had already been stabbed out, but after the stick was thrust out, a thin and sharp dagger popped out of the dragon's mouth.

Hua Manlou sat upright, he just stretched out two fingers, and easily caught Ma Xingkong's vicious stick.

Hua Manlou sighed softly, "Yunli Shenlong's previous martial arts, but now at most only [-]% is left, you can't beat me."

Ma Xingkong's face instantly turned pale as paper.

He was indeed seriously injured by Huo Tianqing's splitting palm three years ago.

He now knew that he really couldn't beat Huamanlou.

However, if he couldn't beat him, he had to bite the bullet, because he knew that Hua Manlou would not beat him to death.

It is better to be an abandoned child than a dead person.

So he gritted his teeth and spun the Rolling Dragon Cudgel backhand like Hua Manlou.

Hua Manlou shook his head, his robe sleeves swung out like flying clouds, wrapped around Ma Xingkong's rolling dragon stick, and moved forward gently, Ma Xingkong's people had already fallen on the table.

A large piece of the porcelain bowl, wine and saucer on the table was crushed, but the one with Huamanlou was intact.

Hua ManLou's Xiu Pao moved slightly again, and Ma XingKong's people actually flew up, only heading towards the lotus pond outside the window.

However, he did not fall into the lotus pond, but fell by the pond.

Probably because the lotus fragrance is too refreshing and pleasant, so Huamanlou doesn't want anything to pollute that fragrance.

Su Shaoying couldn't help but lost her voice and said: "Good skill! I also want to learn how to distinguish the position of the play boy by hearing the sound, and the kung fu of flying clouds and flying sleeves!"

Before he finished speaking, he already used the chopsticks in his hand as a sword, and stabbed obliquely towards Huamanlou.

Hua Manlou still didn't move, and he didn't make a move either.

Because Su Shaoqing's chopsticks had been cut off halfway before they came to him.

Ximen Chuuxue withdrew his sword, and said coldly: "Since you use a sword, then your opponent should be me."

Su Shaoying's face turned pale, and even the chopsticks in his hand were broken by him.

The reason why he picked Huamanlou first was because he knew that even if he couldn't beat Huamanlou, Huamanlou would not kill him.

But Ximen Chuuxue is different. Ximen Chuuxue's sword is a murderous sword.

Su Shaoying looked at Ximen Chuuxue, her face and lips turned pale.

Ximen Chuuxue sneered and said: "The rumored Emei swordsmanship is unique in Shu, so it's just a false claim?" (Excerpt from the original work.)

Su Shaoying gritted her teeth, and walked slowly towards Ximen Chuuxue.

His footsteps were still steady, but his face was pale and bloodless.

Hua Manlou suddenly said: "There are swords on the ground, you choose one."

There are two swords among the five weapons, and the owners of those five weapons are all standing behind Yan Tieshan.

Yan Tieshan's face didn't change much, but the muscles on her face twitched a little.

Su Shaoying looked at the two swords next to Hua Manlou, hesitated for a moment, then tapped lightly with her toe, and one sword fell into his hand.

Emei swordsmanship is known for its lightness and change, but he chose a heavier one. (Excerpt from the original book.)

He just wanted to use his arm strength and his fierce swordsmanship to restrain Ximen Chuuxue's sharp sword path.

There was nothing wrong with his thinking.

But his choice was wrong, he should not have raised any sword at all, because once he raised it, it meant that he would fight to the death with Ximen Chuuxue's murderous sword.

Ximen Chuuxue stared at him, and said calmly: "In another 20 years, your swordsmanship may be able to achieve something!"

Su Shaoying looked at him indifferently.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly withdrew his sword, "I don't want to kill you now, come to me again in 20 years."

Su Shaoying's eyes widened. After all, he was just a young man with full blood. He stared at Ximen Chuuxue, and suddenly said loudly: "But I can't wait!"

The sword in his hand struck out in a row, and the swordplay seemed to have the strength of a saber.

This is Dugu Yihe's original "Sword and Sword Double Kill Qiqi 49 Style".

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes lit up, it was just a novel sword technique, so he waited for Su Shaoying to perform 21 moves before making a move.

Because he has already seen the loopholes in Su Shaoying's swordsmanship.

His sword technique was still so fast, there was a flash of white light, and his sword had already pierced Su Shaoying's throat.

When Ximen Chuuxue drew out his sword, there was still blood on the sword. Ximen Chuuxue picked up the sword and blew lightly, and the blood dripped from the tip of the sword in strings.

Su Shaoying was lying on his feet, with profuse blood flowing from under his body.

Ximen Chuuxue stared at the tip of the sword, as if Zai Ning was Zai Shaoying's corpse.

Suddenly there was a sense of sadness and desolation in his eyes, and he couldn't help sighing: "If you practice for another 20 years, you will definitely achieve success in swordsmanship, but why are you in such a hurry to seek death? Where are you going to find your opponent?"

There seemed to be an endless sense of loneliness and chill in his words.

Just like him, standing alone in the ice and snow, leaving behind only a lonely pure white back.

Hua Manlou remembered that he said, "What Ximen Chuuxue blows is not snow, but blood." Now it seems that what he blows is not blood, but loneliness.

The kind of loneliness that is too cold at the heights.

Hua Manlou couldn't help but said, "If that's the case, why did you kill him?"

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Hua Manlou, and said coldly, "Because I only know how to kill with this kind of sword."

Hua Manlou suddenly laughed, it was a kind of smile that could be called self-satisfied.

His gaze was fixed on Ximen Chuuxue's face, his expression was gentle as if he was stroking his lover's cheek, "But I have seen that the owner's sword was unsheathed but there was no blood."

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly lowered his face.

The author has something to say:

Don't be complacent, Huahua~ Be careful that Ximen won't let you go to bed!

The second is -0-, don't you come to praise me! ! !

Lu Xiaoji went to act cute again...