Legend of Swordsman Chapter 3851: Sword House Storm

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With the practice of swordsmanship, only two sword moves, the middle-aged man could not help shaking his head.

"Stop it," said the middle-aged man.

The boy immediately stopped the swordplay in his hand.

"You just told me that you've barely mastered the thunderbolt sword, but now it seems to me that you are far from mastering it, and even the most basic entry has not been reached." Middle-aged man Shen Channel: "I told you long ago that swordsmanship is not in its line, but what it means. Thunder swordsmanship, why should it be named after thunder, it is the thunder of thunder and the fiery fieryness of thunder. But you have just performed the sword art, but it ’s gentle as if the girl ’s house is exhibiting. You dare say that you have mastered it.

"Ah," the boy's eyes widened and his heart suddenly opened up.

No wonder he has always felt that his swordplay is not working properly. It turned out to be this way.

"Remember, what kind of person is suitable to practice what kind of swordsmanship. You, the man, I watched you like a fire before, let you practice this thunderfire swordsmanship. You'd better practice like this, I will give you For a month, if you can't really master this thunderbolt sword skill this month, there is no need to come to the sword museum again. "Middle-aged man said.

"Yes, teacher." The teenager turned and left immediately.

"Fu Jun, are you too strict with this little guy?" A beautiful woman in a plain robe walked to the middle-aged man and sat down.

"Yan has a good apprenticeship. This little guy is also a bit talented in swordplay. As long as he is slightly tuned up, he will be able to mix the wind and water in this secret realm." The middle-aged man smiled.

Yes, this middle-aged man and the beautiful lady in the robes are just as cold as Jian Wushuang and his wife.

The two of them traveled for more than 3,000 years in the Divine Realm before they settled in this mystical realm.

As for the sword museum, it was opened only when the sword was free.

"Well," Sword Wusuo's look suddenly moved, and laughed: "Thirty years ago, the little guy who bears the deep hatred of blood returned."

"Oh," the frosty soul power also spread, but followed with a slight smile, "Fu Jun, you were not very optimistic about the little guy, but you also taught him some deeper sword skills in private"

Jian Wushuang opened this sword hall, almost all the disciples who came to the sword hall are treated equally, and sword art of kendo is only some of the most basic. Any disciple in the sword hall can learn, but only for 30 years. Before, he opened a small stove for the little guy and taught the other party some more sophisticated swordsmanship.

Of course, the so-called higher-bright swordsmanship, in the view of Jian Wushuang himself, is actually garbage, but for the little guys who are only chaos and gods and demons in the sword hall, it is aloof.

"The little guy also has some talent in swordsmanship, and his strength improved quickly under my teachings. But then when he broke through to reach the deity, he left without leaving, and now come back to see how he looks, It should have been revenge. As for strength, it has reached the level of great deity, which is not bad. "Jian Wushuang smiled.

While the two are talking, a young man wearing a bucket hat has arrived at the gate of the sword hall.

Jian Wushuang made the young man come in.

"Teacher."

The young man's voice is a little hoarse.

"Hu Yang, in your eyes, and my teacher" Jian Wushuang looked at the young man indifferently. Hu Yang is the name of the young man.

"The disciple knows his mistakes and does not ask the teacher for forgiveness. The disciple only hopes to live with the teacher and live with him." Hu Yang respectfully said.

"I have a lot of disciples in the sword hall, and there is no shortage of you, but there are too many leaves falling from my yard, but I need to be cleaned and cleaned by myself from time to time." Jian Wushuangdao.

Hu Yang stunned, but immediately followed, and even surprised, "Thank you teacher."

"Okay, look at you like this, I'm afraid it's been a long time, go to the backyard to clean up the house and rest." Leng Rushuang said.

"Thank you, Master." Hu Yang immediately swept towards the backyard.

After Hu Yang left, Jian Wushuang looked at each other coldly, and both laughed.

"You, knife-tofu heart." Leng Rushuang cursed with a smile.

"This little guy left without saying goodbye. As a teacher, I don't want to punish him a little bit, how?" Jian Wushuang said.

The two are chatting with each other, and the scene is very warm.

From then on, that Populus euphratica stayed in the courtyard every day, bringing tea and water to the two couples of Jian Wushuang and cleaning up the dead leaves in the courtyard.

After half a month

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Several streams of light came to the front of the sword hall, and without notice, they fell directly on the longer one in the center of the sword hall.

Many disciples who are practicing in the sword hall have stopped their movements and looked at these figures.

Jian Wushuang also came to the school ground.

"I don't know if you are here, what is the so-called thing?" Jian Wushuang looked at these people indifferently.

"Do you remember me, the owner"

Among these figures, an evil young man in a golden robe stepped forward and said with a smile.

"It's you" Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, "Of course I remember that you came to my sword hall to study more than ten years ago, but just in March, I saw that you were born with poison, and expelled you from the sword hall. After that, you will no longer have any relationship with the sword museum. "

Jian Wushuang and his wife have established the Hou Jian Guan for more than 50 years. During these 50 years, many young people have come to this sword hall to learn swordsmanship, among them there are some maggots and scum.

As the evil young man in front of him, he is the kind who is poisonous and evil by nature. After being seen by Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang expelled him from the sword hall.

Just being expelled and no other punishment, Jian Wushuang is already very kind.

"It's me. I came here today to introduce you to my new worship teacher." The young man in Jinpao looked at a cold old man with narrowed eyes after he said it.

"You are the owner of this sword museum." The cold old man has a flash of fierce mang in his eyes. "Huh, I heard that you drove my disciples out of the sword museum more than ten years ago, and you are insulted by my disciples. I do n’t know what I ca n’t do as a teacher. Today ’s husband wants to get justice for him. You can do it.

As soon as the cold old man said, many disciples in the sword hall immediately understood.

The feeling is that the young man in the golden robe was humiliated in the sword hall more than ten years ago. Now he worshipped a new teacher and came back to show off his strength.

"Hum, want to fight with the teacher, go through my level first."

Leng Heng rang, and a figure blocked directly in front of Jian Wushuang. It was just the populus euphratica that had been sending water to Jian Wushuang's tea for half a month.

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