Legend of Fei Chapter 69: come to fight

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"The Broken Goose Thirteen Swords has no background. From this point of view, it is really nothing terrible." Xie Yun fastened his loose robe, and when the kettle was empty, he didn't know where to find a small hip flask. Come, as usual, parallel imports that are too weak to smell alcohol for half a day after opening the bottle.

Zhou Fei took it and drank it directly as water. When it was over, she shook the empty cup dissatisfiedly: "What's the use of this kind of wine? If it's just for the taste in the water, you sprinkle it. Don’t you get a handful of salt?"

"Warm up." Xie Yun slowly rubbed his hands. Although it was approaching late autumn at this time, Shaoyang was still reluctant to go to the heat, opened the window, and the small courtyard was full of lush flowers and plants. , Did not mean to be late, but Xie Yun's hand was pale and slightly blue, as if he really felt cold.

Xie Yun complained: "I am a weak scholar. I don’t have the ability of your heroes to survive the cold and heat, especially when Shen Ye was dug out from the quilt--Where did you have so many things? Don’t listen?"

Zhou Fei hurriedly shut her mouth and glanced around with her big eyes. She had a rare idea and gained a little bit of eye power. She slid and patted the hip flask heavily and filled Xie Yun with a glass.

I usually beat me at all times. I will ask for something, but I will hold the Buddha's feet temporarily. Why did you go there earlier?

Xie Yun glanced at her depressedly, and continued flatly: "The Broken Goose Thirteen Swords are very different from the swordsmanship you have practiced later, have you practiced swords, right?"

When Xie Yun saw Zhou Fei on the Ximo River for the first time, she was holding a very narrow and narrow knife, which was a bit like a Miao knife, but I don’t know if it was her age at that time. Because of its small size and lack of stature, the blade and hilt of the sword are shorter and more delicate than the ordinary Miao sword. From a long distance, it looks more like a single-edged long sword.

"The southern sword breaks the snow and the northern sword is wrapped in silk. Although one is righteous and the other is treacherous, they all have a common characteristic," Xie Yun said. Whether it’s old or Li Zhaizhu, it was a generation of masters. The martial arts they handed down from generation to generation, they gathered the best of the family, but also have their own spirit inside-for example, in the snowbreaker. The word "po" has the shadow of □□, and the word "wind" must have borrowed a lot from swordsmanship. The word "mountain" is even more subtle. It has the meaning of mutual confirmation with the sword of mountains and rivers back then, I said Is it right?"

These words, Zhou Fei had never heard of before, when Xie Yun pointed out these words in a few words, she actually felt that it was really the case.

At the same time, vague doubts floated in her mind again.

A person who doesn't know martial arts can really tell the martial arts system that she is still groping for? Even if this person is really a genius, she can get a glimpse of the charm of the Snowbreaker through her stumbling tricks along the way...Has he really seen Shanchuan Sword?

When Yinjiazhuang was destroyed, did His Royal Highness Duan begin to change teeth?

"Li is a master of swordsmanship, so you must know that the threshold for learning swords is a bit lower than learning swords. Therefore, there is a saying of'three years of practicing swords and ten years of sharpening swords'. "Except for "Xue"." Xie Yun held the wine glass and said slowly, "This is the reason why "Broxue" is called the Grandmaster's Knife. If you don't have enough background, you may not even imitate. If I'm not mistaken, , When you learned martial arts with Lingtang when you were a child, you must have learned more than swordsmanship. You have been involved in various subjects, right? But Yang Jin was not like that. He practiced swords for several years and only solved one thing-that is How to make your knife faster."

Zhou Fei did not interrupt, but thoughtfully recalled the broken goose knife Yang Jin held in his hand. It has a wide back and a long handle, and the back has a golden ring like a goose ling, which is very suitable for chopping.

"After you are famous, you have a lot of knowledge and a wide field of vision. If you have enough comprehension, you can walk the way of the old village master. After ten years, let alone the "broken goose knife", even if it is the soul knife, It's definitely not your opponent, but on the contrary, in the first twenty years, you did not have his concentration, his basic skills, and his knife speed. Now the Nandao is in your hands, and it is more like a beautiful flowery. When I just set it up, there is too little stuff in it. Although it looks brilliant, it actually breaks with a single poke." Xie Yun stretched out **** and knocked on the table. "Tell me, how do you plan to break with clever power?"

When Zhou Fei broke in, he was like a hot-blooded 250. At this time, after listening to Xie Yun’s unceremonious set of analysis, he didn’t feel excited at all. Instead, he asked calmly: "How fast is it? How big is the'power'?"

"It's not so fast that you can't react. If he can really reach that level, he will be a new generation of'Nan Dao'." Xie Yun thought for a while, stretched out his hand, and made one. The action of slashing diagonally down, his movements were not fast, his fingers were still cold and pale, and even a bit weak, he was not Ji Yunchen's famous sword that still carried the intent to kill even if the meridians were exhausted, but His movements were very precise, and he handed it in front of Zhou Fei with little or no more, and the landing was in a position that made her advance and retreat uncomfortable.

"When this knife actually falls, it will be hundreds or thousands of times faster than my hand, and it will probably be blocked in a hurry when someone comes," Xie Yun picked up the fan he placed next to him. Gently touched it under his palm, "Yang Jin’s knife, you saw it, is very heavy. If he takes advantage of the trend, you may not be able to hold the sword with your skill. Of course, you are not mediocre, otherwise Already dead under the palm of the Azure Dragon Lord, you may take a step forward, avoiding sideways, and then..."

"Cut." Zhou Fei also stretched out a hand, and first passed Xie Yun's palm, which was stagnant in the air, and then abruptly horizontally.

"This is the reason why'Kung Fu' is called'Kung Fu' instead of'Trick'. You don't have the solid basic skills of Yang Jin, so your body skills will never be faster than his sword. You If'Zhan' is not brewed, he will be interrupted in the middle." Xie Yun shook his head, turned his hand back and patted Zhou Fei's hand lightly, and said, "Of course, in my opinion, the most likely thing is that you are stubbornly following. He has a few tricks, every round, he can push you back one step, step by step, and stack together until you can't avoid it, then it will look good."

Zhou Fei was silent.

"I know whose reputation you want to maintain," Xie Yun said lightly, "so you have to avoid fighting, and finally you have a reason. The initiative to fight against is yours, even if you do everything. Unwilling to challenge, this matter spread out, but Yang Jin's method is not worthy of it. Isn't it more beautiful than the mess you lost?"

The agreed three days passed quickly. Zhou Fei did not leave the house for three days. Whenever the little girl from the Yuyi class who delivered the food went in, she could be seen sitting motionless by the window as if she had fallen to the ground and rooted. What kind of work is it?

On the morning of the third day, Master Xu Duo, Yang Jin and others came and gave a big gift. Master Xu Duo found two disciples to lift a sliding pole, Miss Li didn’t even have to walk. I ate the peach as I wished, but I don't know where the supernatural power master Xu Duo got it.

When Zhou Fei didn't see Li Yan, she was very frightened. When she saw her, she jumped into blue veins, especially when this person jumped off the sliding pole, and the sticky peach juice with one hand was about to pounce on her.

Li Yan: "Ah-Fei -"

Zhou Fei: "You stand there!"

Li Yan didn’t listen to her, she screamed and ran over, lost her peach core, as if she had been wronged by the sky: "A Fei, you don’t know how many difficulties and obstacles I encountered along the way. I can't see you..."

The words prepared by the master Xu Duo blocked the scene of "separation and death".

Wu Chuchu and a lot of the girls in the Yuyi squad poked their heads out curiously to look at her. When Li Yan saw the "brilliant red" yard, she finally remembered to face her, she paused and closed hesitantly. Mouth: "Why so many people-right, what about my brother?"

Zhou Fei's gaze crossed Li Yan, and fell on Yang Jin, and said coldly: "I was abducted to be my uncle, and avoid it. I will ask you to settle the account later."

Yang Jin stood ten steps away, her whole person like a sharp long knife, staring at her warriorly.

Li Yan followed her gaze and turned her head and saw Yang Jin, new and old hatreds rushed into her heart, and said to Zhou Fei: "It's the black charcoal, the most hateful-black charcoal head, I will tell you, now I beg for mercy and apologize It’s too late..."

The rings on the back of Yang Jin's knife moved lightly, and there was a soft sound, like a wild goose.

Li Yan shut her mouth quickly and involuntarily took a step back. She finally realized what was wrong between Zhou Fei and Yang Jin.

Xie Yun had two dark circles on her face, she pinched the bridge of her nose tiredly, and sighed to Li Yan: "Girl, don't make trouble."

Zhou Fei turned her head and rushed to Mrs. Nishang and said: "The junior wants to borrow a knife from his wife."

As soon as this statement came out, Yang Jin's face darkened. Anyone with a face and a face on the rivers and lakes is not necessarily less famous than a person. He never believes that Zhou Fei does not even have a decent knife. This is definitely a face-to-face insult.

Mrs. Nishang was also taken aback. She didn't expect that Zhou Fei, a "good boy" who "has a vain heart", would actually sweep Qingyungou in this way. She thought for a while and ordered the girl next to her to say: "Go and get my'Wangchun Mountain'."

The girl was very smart, and she responded, jogging all the way back and forth, holding out a long knife.

Mrs. Nishang took it, caressed the blade, pushed it with her pointed fingers, and made a soft "choking". This dusty weapon let out a sigh, revealing its true face. The stream of light on the long blade flickered, as if only a flashing light, disappeared in the introverted blade, and there was an inscription on the blade, which was a "mountain."

"The north and south hadn't separated. One year was very cold," said Mrs. Nishang. "Snow fell in places where the north wind hadn't been blowing for decades. The road at the foot of Hengshan was blocked by heavy snow, making it hard to walk. There is a small inn in Shanyin. I remember it was called the'Sanchun' inn. It probably has been gone for so many years. I, Li Zheng, and a few friends were trapped there together, so luck is not counted. Ok...Who knows I ran into the legendary mountain sword in that hapless inn."

"Daxia Yin and Brother Li hit it off as they did before. They drank wine for three days in the Sanchun Inn. When the snow began to clear, they made an appointment together in a clearing in Hengshan. They had a hearty test, and the swords were cut off. The two of them laughed, as if they had met some great joy, but I was still young and didn’t know what it means to be a “matching opponent”. I just felt it was a pity. I put aside the big talk and said that I wanted to find the best material for them and make another fight. The assistant **** soldier came out." Mrs. Nishang's thick and long eyelashes flashed slightly, and she smiled, "Later, I found someone to fight with a sword, the sword inscription is'mountain', and the sword inscription is'snow'. ...It's a pity that this pair of swords has never found a chance to be sent out. The troubled times are coming, and no one can care about anyone."

After she finished speaking, she handed the Wangchunshan to Zhou Fei, and said, "It doesn’t matter if you are here, you can take this knife away when you use it up. You don’t have to return it, just treat it as if I’ve violated the old friend’s agreement. ."

Zhou Fei thanked him, but when she took it over, she felt that Mrs. Nishang’s fingers were tight, as if she was reluctant to give it away. However, after a while, she finally let go of her hand nostalgic, her expression a little depressed, like a female demon. A look of weather and frost suddenly appeared on his face that seemed to be permanent.

Xie Yun whispered next to him: "A Fei."

Zhou Fei glanced at him, saw his faint obstructive color, then quickly averted his sight, stepped forward to Yang Jin two steps, held the long knife upside down, and made a "please" to him. gesture.

Xie Yun sighed silently, remembering what was said that night.

"I escaped this scene, and then I continued to swindle and swindle with the famous name of Nan Dao, waiting for Zhang Jin, Wang Jin, and Zhao Jin to try one by one with me?" Zhou Fei shook his head, "There is no reason for this, even if I make a fool of myself. I can’t win. It’s also not as good as others, and it’s better than hiding the head and showing the tail."

Yang Jin shouted and took the lead.

He put himself in the position of a "challenger", and his attitude can be described as very cautious. The golden ring on the back of the broken goose sword in his hand rang like a piece of "leak". The attitude of "not taking out his own swords" was irritating, and he shot faster than Xie Yun described!

Zhou Fei did not use a snowbreaker.

She stepped forward and stepped onto the mayfly formation, taking "Wangchun Mountain" in her hand as the wicker she was holding on the Ximojiang River, and slid out with almost no force on Yang Jin's blade.

Mrs. Nishang suddenly stood up straight: "Qi Men? How could it be Qi Men?"