Assassin He Chunxia

Chapter 39 Demon

If I lose you, I will be destroyed!
"Madam? Madam?"

".Um?"

"The sword discussion is about to start, Zhao Meng has been waiting downstairs, are you still going?"

Madame Butterfly went downstairs.

Hongyan has long pale hair, and the play still sings agarwood.

The first seven today.

"On the sign, Wu Ma Kun and Kuang Lan Sheng met in the first round." Zhang Zhou Porridge squeezed out of the crowd, clapped his hands happily, and stood beside He Xiaoyun and Jiang Fan, "Great! Great! Now! Both of them are top-notch experts. It's best to fight both, one is seriously injured and the other is eliminated, and my senior sister will pick this one up. Wow!

He Xiaoyun laughed twice, "It's good, it's good." Zhang Zhou porridge pulled the crowd to squeeze in again, "Jin Yiwei! Jin Yiwei! Let it all go!"

Jiang Fan stood on tiptoe and wanted to cross the crowd to see the lively crowd. He was not tall and could not see clearly, so he asked He Xiaoyun, "Brother He, who do you think Wuma Kun and Kuang Lansheng will win?"

"Wuma Kun." He Xiaoyun did not hesitate, "Wuma Kun was the head of the Dawei Escort at the age of 16. He has been in the Jianghu for more than 81 years. He is a top expert who has been famous for a long time with Master Ye. Wu Ma Kun's envoy is Xuan Iron epee, the sword weighs ninety-nine and eighty-one catties. I have seen him make a move, and his swordsmanship is sparse and ordinary, but he is one of the highest-level body-training warriors. An ordinary weapon can't even leave a wound on him. Such an epee, Doing it with all your strength, breaking all spells with one force, even if you are as strong as Master Ye, you can only be said to be on par with him."

Jiang Fan nodded, "Brother He, I'm not a person from the rivers and lakes, but I also know the name of Wu Ma Kun of the Dawei Escort Bureau. Kuanglansheng is not well-known, but I have heard these swordsmen talk these days, and the evaluation is very high. Why?"

"You are not from the Jianghu, so you rarely hear about him. Kuang Lansheng is Jin Yiwei Qianhu, who is at the same level as me, but his status is very different. The brocade clothes he wears are python clothes." Jiang Fan's eyes widened. His appetite was whetted, and He Xiaoyun continued to speak, "When the Holy Majesty first came to the throne, he chose someone to be his personal bodyguard from the masters of Jinyiwei. I also participated in it. Although I was not defeated by him, the martial arts of all the competitors can be seen. Kuanglansheng stood out, he was only 14 years old that year."

"In the following three years, 43 assassins entered the palace, and Kuanglan won eighteen battles and eighteen victories. The martial arts masters who can enter the palace are monsters among monsters, and masters among masters. His life is turned upside down day and night, and occasionally Going out of the palace to fight for righteousness, few people have seen him show off his martial arts, probably because everyone who has seen him has died." He Xiaoyun smiled, "I only know that he is a master of the inner family, and his inner strength is unfathomable. Didn't you see him Is it the primary election, how is the performance?"

"I can't see it, and he didn't deliberately hide anything. He couldn't beat him on the opposite side."

The two were chatting, Zhang Zhouconge separated from the crowd and led He Chunxia and Mo Qingshan who were holding them together. He was beaming with joy, and he said, "It's good to sign!" Send Chen Xiaoyun."

"Xiaoyao Scholar is the true disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect. How can the future head of Xiaoyao be a good sign?" Jiang Fan was puzzled.

"The people of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect are stupid. Although their strength is fluctuating, they are generally not very high." He Chunxia yawned and explained casually. Zhang Zhoucong nodded in agreement, "That's right." He Xiaoyun shook his head and pointed his head towards Momo. Qingshan said, "Xiaoyao Sword Sect's body skills, internal skills, and sword skills are all mysterious and should not be underestimated."

Mo Qingshan nodded, "Thank you brother He for reminding me."

Not far away, Du Guanshan's voice shocked the audience.

"The first game, Wuma Kun vs Kuanglansheng, get ready to start!"

"No secret poison, no matter life or death, outsiders are not allowed to interfere!"

The five of them walked towards the arena, and they saw many familiar faces on the way. Wang Juaner came along with Yu Zhuer. Yu Zhuer specially wore a veil, but those eyes were so beautiful that they still attracted a lot of turning backs.He Chunxia shook his head and looked at the crowd carefully, Zhao Meng, Wei Zixia, Su Yaochi, Qin Rushuang, Liu Liuzhi, Wuma Yanjun and most of the female students in the Guozijian had arrived.

He was suddenly hit on the shoulder and turned around, wearing a black robe with a hat and black gauze hanging down, he couldn't see clearly. He Chunxia blinked, unable to tell who it was.

"Don't be ashamed when you come to the stage." Turned around and left.

He Chunxia couldn't figure it out, and was too lazy to think about it, squeezed into the crowd, and leaped to the second floor of the ring.The arena was remodeled as a ceremonial rooftop. It was three stories high, with a yin and yang map at the center of a five-foot circle. The railings had been removed for easy viewing. On the lower two floors stood the heads of various sword schools and celebrities who served as referees of the arena competition.

He Chunxia approached Mid-April and waved to Mo Qingshan who was under the stage, "Come on up." Mid-April frowned, "Disgust, pay attention to identity etiquette." Mo Qingshan drew a semicircle with his left foot and just stood on tiptoe He got up, lowered his head, wanted to quietly retreat into the crowd, and caught a glimpse of it in mid-fourteenth, "What are you going to retreat, hold the country's cloud in mid-fourteenth month in a casual manner! Go and bring Juan'er up too."

Mo Qingshan concealed her smile and went to the crowd to find Wang Juaner, Wang Juaner frowned, she never liked to be too conspicuous, but Yu Zhuer was clamoring to go up to see it, Mo Qingshan hesitated, thinking of April Being a normal person, Zhong Zhou shouldn't mind, so he carried Yu Zhu'er on his back, flew a few steps up, put it away, and carried Wang Juan'er back again. After two trips, some people who had seen Dengyun's footwork shouted in the audience. "What a light effort!" Mo Qingshan heard this and was a little proud.

Madam Butterfly saw the whole process, and looked down at Zhao Meng, "Mrs. Butterfly is not strict, Zhao Meng, come up!" Zhao Meng's light work is not as good as the two of them, Wei Zixia put a handkerchief on her and supported her up, Zhao Meng held one Hooked on the railing, held Wei Zixia in one hand, and brought her up together.For a time, celebrities from the rivers and lakes on the Temple of Heaven all called their friends and companions, crowding the lower two floors of the Temple of Heaven.

The two judges on the stage, Du Guanshan and Ye Shu, stood on top of the black and white fish eyes. Ye Shu had long hair hanging down and was simply tied up.I met in mid-[-]th, and it seemed like deja vu.

Today's Xiaoye is already a grandmaster of a generation.

Brother, brother, you two are obviously not alike at all.

"I'm going to Wuma Kun."

Up and down the arena, the sound was noisy, when this sound came out, the thunder rolled, suppressing the voices.

Wu Ma Kun was wearing a single coat with an epee on his back, and his muscles swelled with strength. He jumped three floors and landed on the ring. The slate was dented by this tremendous force.Du Guanshan was five feet eight, standing in the army enough to look down on the heroes, but facing Wuma Kun, he was a little short. Ye Shu was of middle and upper stature, standing in front of Wuma Kun like a child.

Wuma Kun, with his back on his back, glanced around the crowd, bowed and bowed in all directions, and the crowd became arrogant.

"Under the turbulent life."

Suddenly a sound came into my ears, neither humble nor arrogant, like a gurgling stream, flowing past my ears.

The inner strength is unfathomable.

The crowd gradually quieted down, and one person stepped forward unhurriedly.

Crazy life.

Gray clothes and blue boots, long hair in a dish, tied with a wooden hairpin.

There are two swords on the waist, one Chinese and one simple, one long and one short, and two swords on the back, one wide and one narrow, one iron and one wood.

The two bowed to each other.

Courtesy.

Sword out.

"Shanzi Jue, the mountains are always in the mountains, and the mountains and rivers are empty. The mountains are free." Kuang Lansheng took out a broad sword and held it in both hands, "This sword is called Fushan Mountain." Concentrate on the legs, slant the immovable mountain to the chest, the broad sword has no blade, the sword body, the arms, and the body form a triangle shape.

Wu Ma Kun quietly closed his eyes, took a long breath, unfastened his black iron epee and inserted it straight into the ground in front of him, stretched his muscles, and stretched his arms to the sides.

He clenched his fist, and his figure was a little taller, like a giant god statue.

Holding the black iron sword in both hands, he raised it above his head, and leaped out violently!
level off hilltops!

when! ! !
Do not move the mountain.

Kuanglansheng abandoned the sword and turned back, and it took seven steps in a row to completely dissipate the brute force. If this time was real, the jaws of both hands would be shattered, and he could no longer hold it. Pursue, put the sword on his shoulders, and raise his eyebrows to indicate that Kuanglansheng can take the sword again.

"Wu Zi Jue, the wild fire can't burn out, and the spring breeze blows again." Kuang Lansheng returned the salute, holding the wooden sword behind him in his hand, "This sword is called Chi Hibiscus."

"Fire word art, Fengsheng."

Kuang Lansheng flipped out a fire talisman in his left hand, and the talisman paper immediately burst into flames, approaching the Chi Hibiscus Sword, and the flame climbed up the sword and rose in an instant.Everyone in the audience exclaimed, frowning and thinking in the middle of the fourteenth month. When I heard the Shan Zi Jue, it was familiar to me. Is this the Five Element Jue?Isn't this a practice that only demons can practice?
Wu Ma Kun took no hassle, again holding the sword to his chest, slowly approaching Kuang Lansheng, approaching ten feet, a leaping epee swept out, he was tall with long arms, swung the epee, and the hunting wind burst forth. .Kuanglansheng knew that even if he was swept by the sword wind, he would either die or be disabled. He did not dare to deal with the sword. The line of fire soared from the sword and shot directly at Wu Ma Kun.

Wu Ma Kun did not dodge or evade, but only swung the epee in his hand faster, and actually set off a wall of wind, and the line of fire slashed on the wind wall, no longer moving forward, and could only blow up and fall on the wind wall.The sparks scattered, Wu Ma Kun used his strength to break the method, pressing step by step, Kuang Lansheng was strong and strong, and he moved and jumped on the stage. He was not in a hurry to face Wu Ma Kun's stupid method. Ma Kun slowed down to disperse the fire with the wind wall.Wu Ma Kun couldn't catch up with him, and with such an outbreak, sooner or later, he couldn't continue. He gritted his teeth and stopped chasing him. He stopped in place, held his sword to block the vital point, sank his legs, and stared at Kuang Lansheng who was constantly running and moving.

The line of fire came out again, and after several bursts, Wu Ma Kun suddenly rushed out and blocked the flames above with his black iron sword. He slammed the line of fire on his left thigh, the cloth pants were burned, and the taut muscles were dark.Seeing this, Kuang Lansheng wanted to distance himself immediately, Wu Ma Kun threw the black iron epee and blocked the way, using his body as a sword to stab Kuang Lansheng.

it is good.

Kuang Lansheng did not retreat but advanced, turning his wrist, holding a wooden sword in his hand with a sword flower, and using the rotating wind to make the flame more vigorous, one leaned into Wuma Kun's fist and stabbed straight into Wuma Kun's heart.The tip of the sword could not penetrate into the flesh as if it had been stabbed into a stone. The flames climbed up Wu Ma Kun's thin coat, and instantly surged up. Kuang Lan was shocked and stunned for a moment. Is this still human flesh?Wuma Kun's left fist had already shot, hitting Kuang Lansheng's right rib hard with one punch, knocking Kuang Lansheng out and falling to the ground.

Such a punch is enough to kill a person.Du Guanshan sighed, and stepped forward to help Wuma Kun put out the flames on his body and declared the victory.Seeing him move, Ye Shu shook his head and spoke first.

"Win or lose."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kuang Lansheng spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and stood up forcing himself. Although he was separated by the cloth, he could see a very obvious depression in the right rib. .Wu Ma Kun slapped his upper body, and wherever the two giant palms went, the flames were all smashed out. He walked aside and took the black iron epee against his shoulders. Seriously injured, do you want to compare it again?"

"Shui Zi Jue, the ancestors had three feet of water in the box, and once entered Wutan to cut the dragon's son." Kuang Lansheng slowly pulled out the gorgeous long sword from his waist, Ye Shu's waist suddenly trembled, Ye Shu noticed it and helped him. On the hilt, it returned to normal.

"Name of this sword"

Ye Shu changed his face when he saw the sword pattern, and there were swordsmen in the audience exclaiming.

The Sword of Faithfulness, Qixing Longyuan.

This sword was forged by Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang about 300 years ago.The seven famous swords are rumored to be weapons cast by the sky and used to fight against Pangu. They are honored with eternal hatred and belong to the ultimate soldier.And this sword is forged by humans, it is the strongest weapon that humans can forge, above the way of warfare, it has traveled the longest road, whether it can also see the end of the road.

"Take this sword out, Kuang Lansheng is worthy of the words "Unfathomable". He Chun Xia stared at the two on the stage attentively, his eyes lit up, Mo Qing Shan thoughtfully asked Mid-[-]th, " With such a heavy punch, can Kuang Lansheng still be able to fight?" In the middle of the fourteenth month, he gave her a look at Kuang Lansheng.

In just a few short moments, Kuang Lansheng's breathing had stabilized. Long Yuan slowly drew a sword flower in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pushed in front of him, as if he was not injured. Mo Qingshan was extremely shocked, how could this be possible.

"Half-human, half-demon." In the middle of the fourteenth month, he whispered, "No wonder, interesting, interesting."

Wu Ma Kun met Kuang Lansheng's eyes, Kuang Lansheng's pupils suddenly turned blue, which was very strange. He blinked and looked at it again, but the faint blue disappeared, did you see it wrong?Wuma Kun blinked a few more times, then shook his head and said, "Your injury is very serious. If you compare it further, you will be worried about your life."

"Whether it's life or death."

"it is good."

Kuang Lansheng held his waist with his right hand and a sword with his left, standing still.Wu Ma Kun frowned, holding the iron sword in both hands, and took a small step forward to test, not in a hurry to attack, and progressed to a distance of [-] feet.His arm grows with Kuang Lan, but Qixing Longyuan is also a bit longer than his black iron epee. As long as he uses his own sword, Kuang Lansheng can counterattack.

His swordsmanship is sparse and ordinary, although he doesn't want to take advantage of Kuang Lansheng's injury, after thinking about it, winning is the best, and he still decides to shoot normally.Wu Ma Kun flipped the epee in his hand, facing the enemy with the body of the sword, and then he would gently slap Kuang Lansheng out of the ring.

The black iron epee hit the Qixing Longyuan.

wind.

Wu Ma Kun's arms trembled slightly, and the black iron epee slowly pressed forward. The strength on Long Yuan's sword was like waves on the sea, one wave after another, never turning back.What a powerful internal force, but this is far from his limit. Wu Ma Kun controlled his strength to avoid hurting Kuang Lansheng by applying too much force.

Flowing water.

The black iron epee slowly pressed a foot in front of Kuang Lansheng.

"You lost." Wuma Kun sighed.

The green hills are still there.

"Golden word formula, who has never died in life since ancient times? Retain the heart of Dan's heart."

The name of this sword.

Death Poem.

Still fighting?Really.Wu Ma Kun no longer controlled his strength, and slapped Kuang Lansheng out of the ring with one sword. The audience burst into applause and cheers. He put down the black iron epee, held up Wuma Yanjun in one hand, and held the Qiushui sword in the other.

"Dawei Escort, Autumn Water Sword Master Wu Ma Kun!"

Everyone in the audience looked at Wu Ma Kun, who was standing still. His arms were trembling, and he slowly pressed his heavy sword forward.

In front of him, it was empty.

Kuang Lansheng slowly pulled out the last short sword with his right hand, and stabbed Wu Ma Kun's throat slowly.

The tip of the sword stopped an inch in front of his throat.

"The victory and defeat are already divided."

Flowing water into a dream, a poem in a dream.

　The verses in this chapter come from Wang Anshi's "Traveling in Zhongshan", Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland", Li He's "Chunfang Orthographic Sword Song", and Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing Dingyang".

　　
　
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