Under the sword tomb.
Looking at the mocking Zhang Yimeng, Lu Guzhan was shocked. He did not doubt the authenticity of his words at all. He killed his teacher at the age of only nine. What kind of person could do such a sad thing? A conscientious thing?
He didn't understand it because respecting his master had long been imprinted in his mind. Before he started, Hao Datong, his master, had repeatedly emphasized that you should not bully your master and destroy your ancestors, let alone kill each other in the same sect. As the saying goes, once you are a teacher, you will always be a disciple Father, this is the concept that was instilled in me.
After all, Quanzhen Cult does not accept all kinds of people. The first thing to look at is your xinxing. To put it simply, it means whether you are a good child and an obedient child.
Those with bad character will naturally not be accepted, and will be formally taught after consideration.
This was also the first criterion for accepting disciples in ancient times. Some strict sects would examine their disciples for several years. Only when they felt that they had seen through the person's good character would they formally accept them.
After all, if a disciple is taught to starve the master to death, and the disciple is unfilial, the master's situation will not be very good. This kind of thing is naturally extremely cautious.
Seeing the disbelief on Lu Guzhan's face, Zhang Yimeng pursed his lips and did not continue to explain. He looked at the dusty figure gradually coming out of the distance and smiled silently.
What Lu Guzhan didn't know was that Zhang Yimeng and his teacher were not normal teachers and students at all. Instead, they had a relationship that was only reached through a deal, each getting what they needed.
It's a snake and a scorpion living in the same nest. Zhang Yimeng's ability to survive to this day is not only due to luck, but also his cruelty. In a transaction like this, the other party is not really teaching him at all, and he is eager to trip up Zhang Yimeng whenever he has the opportunity.
I wish he would die young, and there would be no teacher-student relationship.
And such a dark side cannot be understood by people from such a prestigious family. Every step is extremely difficult. If you take a wrong step, you will die. There are no adventures, but they are just exchanged for their lives.
Because if he doesn't die, Zhang Yimeng will die. It's impossible for people to watch Zhang Yimeng learn all his skills and then grow up to counter him. They will definitely be strangled in the cradle. It's just Zhang Yimeng who took advantage of him first.
The throwing knife changed from a forward grip to a reverse grip, and Zhang Yimeng walked forward with the short blade in hand: "If you only know this Quanzhen swordsmanship, then I'm sorry, you will die miserably."
Without waiting for a response, Lu Guzhan bent his knees, and the figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.
call out! !
Lunging forward, the lunge feinted towards Lu Guzhan's face. The latter quickly turned his head to the side. Zhang Yimeng immediately turned his wrist to hold the machete. Lu Guzhan had just stepped half of his body sideways, and Zhang Yimeng was already close to him. Swinging the knife, he leaned forward and cut his abdomen across the abdomen.
Lu Guzhan was so frightened that he quickly retracted his abdomen and back, leaned back quickly, and with a slight smile, Zhang Yimeng threw the short blade into the air. His left hand suddenly grasped the handle of the knife, and he changed his hands and stabbed continuously in the middle, and directly launched a set of combos, the knife was straight. Force the other person's mind.
Ding ding ding!
Lu Guzhan was holding a long sword and standing in front of him, blocking the left and right sides. He said it was too late, but it was too soon. The two men were playing fast and urgent. At this time, Lu Guzhan's attention was entirely on Zhang Yimeng's short blade. superior.
Who would have thought that as soon as he blinked, there was a sound breaking through the air, and a golden light as fast as lightning leaped into Lu Guzhan's eyes.
Snapped! !
The golden light hit Lu Guzhan's right eye directly, and the force was so fierce that the man's head tilted backwards, and a trace of blood immediately splashed into the air.
At this stall, Zhang Yimeng seized the opportunity to throw the knife and cut it with one hand with his right hand. He opened Lu Guzhan's chest with one blow. It happened that Lu Guzhan reacted quickly and quickly swung back, otherwise this knife would have directly killed him. His intestines were pulled out.
"Tsk, the reaction is not weak."
The short blade was at a complete disadvantage against the long sword in terms of length, but Zhang Yimeng was very smart and quickly closed the distance. He held the sword forward and backward and extended his wingspan, which greatly shortened the distance between the weapons and played an extremely powerful role. Quick attack.
As the saying goes, one inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. This is Zhang Yimeng's short blade.
Lu Guzhan, who was badly beaten by Zhang Yimeng's two blows, covered his right eye with one hand. He swung his long sword vigorously with his left hand and slashed downward with gravity, forcing Zhang Yimeng's attack back and quickly retreating to distance himself.
Zhang Yimeng did not choose to pursue again, but kept throwing the knife up and down, looking at the surprised Lu Guzhan who lowered his head and chuckled with interest.
"Hehehehe, Lao Zhang is having fun."
In the distance, the cook standing under the pergola with his arms folded grinned. As soon as he finished speaking, Han Wugou, who was leaning against a wooden pillar, chuckled again and again: "He had a great time, it's just a pity that he is so handsome. Bro."
Several people curled their lips after hearing this. Who doesn't know this woman's hobby, that is, she doesn't like good-looking people. She wants to use knives or guns on other people's faces if her own pretty face is ruined. Her psychology has long been extremely distorted.
No one paid attention to what he said, so he pretended not to have heard it.
Pulling down his right hand, Lu Guzhan found that his palm was wet and sticky. He turned his palm and looked closely. Half of his palm was already stained red with blood. At this moment, his right eye could no longer see anything. There was just a patch of blood red.
Mixed with severe pain, Lu Guzhan knew without thinking that his right eye should have been blown out by Zhang Yimeng. He turned around and looked at the small copper coin lying quietly on the gravel ground.
Lu Guzhan quickly clicked on the key points all over his body, temporarily blocking the blood flowing out, and said in a deep voice: "Money Dart!"
"Yeah, is it okay?"
Nodding calmly in admission, Zhang Yimeng showed his big white teeth, and the gold pendant on his left ear emitted bursts of dazzling golden light under the bright sun.
Without responding to Zhang Yimeng's teasing, Lu Guzhan lowered his head and looked at the scratches on his abdomen. At this moment, his clothes had been torn, exposing his bloody belly. He was just a little short of it. If he had reacted slower, he would have been disemboweled by him at this moment. .
This person has too many tricks. He has already learned the Nine Yin Fragments and the Quanzhen Ultimate Innate Technique. He originally thought that the younger generation would be at the top of the echelon even if he is not the best. Who knows, an unknown person Zhang Yimeng can beat himself into an extremely embarrassing state.
If you are not discouraged, that is false.
Knowing that the other party was playing a trick on him, Lu Guzhan was not upset. He took a deep breath, discarded the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind, swung his sword and walked towards Zhang Yimeng.
"Even if I die, I will drag you down."
"Hehehe. Okay, I'll wait for you to come."
Just as he was about three feet away, Lu Guzhan suddenly picked up his energy and rushed forward. He made a big lunge and raised his sword to stab Zhang Yimeng's right ribs. After the latter easily dodged it, he followed up and raised his sword to strike with gravity.
Zhang Yimeng raised his leg and swung the sword spine away. The latter then slashed the opponent's waist and abdomen with a backhand horizontal sword.
thumping!
Pulling down the short blade and pressing it between his waist and abdomen, Zhang Yimeng popped out a money dart with his left hand. With a whoosh, it shot towards Lu Guzhan's face at a very fast speed.
Hearing the sound, the latter quickly spread his palms in front of his face, and heard a muffled sound. Lu Guzhan's fleshy palm had been shot with a money dart, and a big hole was made, and blood spurted down.
"hey-hey."
Zhang Yimeng was so unreasonable that he took advantage of your illness to kill you. He stabbed him forward and right to trick him into raising his hand to draw the sword. Then he stabbed his wrist on the right side to draw out the sword. After Lu Guzhan nimbly avoided it, he quickly leaned over and straightened up. Stretch your arms to the limit and stab your abdomen.
puff! !
Without any surprise, Lu Guzhan's lower abdomen was stabbed with a bloody hole by Zhang Yimeng. He sheathed his sword and avoided it.
With one breath and three stabs, he coaxed and deceived, Zhang Yimeng's gloomy treatment was truly terrifying.
At this moment, he succeeded and stopped pursuing. Instead, he looked at Lu Guzhan, whose face quickly turned pale, with a ferocious smile. The meaning of teasing was very obvious.
"Guzhan!!!"
At this moment, there was a sudden rumbling sound, and a person jumped out from the right side. Zhang Yimeng, who was flying to the side with smoke, was extremely powerful.
In this regard, Zhang Yimeng didn't even look at it, and still stood quietly.
He stepped back, then sidestepped, and a black shadow flashed into the field faster, but with a loud thumping sound, a spider web block was smashed out with a long sword. The black shadow used the sword to relieve the deflection. A sudden backswing.
The right hand is lifted up quickly like electricity, facing the opponent with a single fist, Tai Chi single cloud hand, piercing, stroking, brushing, and taking. The black shadow is used to cover the four key points of piercing, stroking, brushing, and taking with one palm. It is a very good application. The silk-winding energy in the Tai Chi realm.
Then he grabbed the opponent's arm and used the force to force the person to his side and smashed him to the ground.
No matter how fast someone rushes when they come, the fall will be severe.
boom! ! ! !
The force of this smash directly caused a big pit to fall out of the ground. The black shadow's long hair was flying, and he breathed softly in his mouth.
Black Shadow knew that this blow seemed terrifying, but in fact it caused no harm to the person coming at all.
Before the dust cleared, the black shadow held the sword in his yin hand and slowly unsheathed the long sword. This was a traditional martial arts sword-drawing technique. Miao knives are usually held in the yin hand when unsheathing them, because the length of the blade is too long and the yang hand It is difficult to unsheath the 1.63 meter blade. When standing, the only way to pull it out is with your inner hand.
"Dongzhang! Why did you stop me!?"
"Old naughty boy, you don't need to ask any more questions. This is a duel between the two of them, and no one can participate."
As Dongzhang finished speaking, the dark red blade slowly appeared. With the red light, Dongzhang pulled out one arm and rotated the knife in a half-moon arc.
Buzz! ! ! !
A flash of lightning-fast sword light immediately split open the thick fog, and the rubble on the ground was cut directly by the blade to create a huge gap. The distance between people and Dongzhang in the future was divided into two, just like the Chu River and Han Dynasties.
"I don't care what your reasons are, but this kid must stay here today" (End of Chapter)
