Mr. Yangui

Chapter 618 Chapter [-]
With the sound of "Hoo", Gu Haoyu leaped to the boulder at the bend of the Zongbu River, facing Li Wuchang.

Although the Zongbu River is not wide, but Gu Haoyu can jump to the middle so easily, it can be seen that his lightness kung fu is not ordinary.

Gu Haoyu's age was similar to Li Hu's, and he was at the peak of martial arts. Like many masters, his eyes were extremely deep and his expression was resolute. Combined with his stalwart figure and javelin-like waist, he looked powerful , has a frightening domineering spirit.

"Teacher Gu!" Li Wuchang bowed.

"Lu Xifa!" Gu Haoyu cupped his hands in return, not neglecting Li Wuchang because of his youth.

"Yes."

Li Wuchang showed a smile and said: "It is a great honor for this junior to be able to teach Teacher Gu. This time you only brought a dozen people here, which is even more impressive to this junior! From this, it can be seen that Teacher Gu is not the kind of kid who likes to play tricks." Conspiracy and scheming people are true heroes!"

Gu Haoyu laughed, and said: "It's too bad, you brought fewer people, I should feel ashamed."

While being polite, he looked at Li Wuchang carefully.

Too young, calm and calm, showing strong self-confidence all over his body.

"As expected of a shadow killer, this kind of bearing is unmatched among the younger generation, no wonder even Zhang Zhihai suffered a disadvantage!" Gu Haoyu secretly admired it.

After Zhang Zhihai was defeated in the south of Fangling City, he described Li Wuchang's martial arts to others. He was at the middle level of the seventh rank, and his body skills, moves, and toughness were all first-class, which was enough to stand up to the first-level masters of the eighth rank.

Li Wuchang said: "I don't know if Mr. Gu will believe it, this junior just invited you out this time, just to ask for advice on martial arts, and he doesn't have any intention of playing tricks."

"letter!"

Gu Haoyu was straightforward, and said again: "I was a little confused at first, but after seeing you, I believed it. However, I still have a doubt."

Li Wuchang smiled and said: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for your affirmation. If you have anything to say, it's okay!"

Gu Haoyu said: "You are the leader of the Fashuai army. Is it a bit of a joke to invite someone to a duel like this? You know that I am just a guard. Even if something happens, it has nothing to do with the overall situation of Tongchuan, but you are different. Is this a little... ..."

Li Wuchang shook his head, "Teacher Gu, do you think this junior is overconfident?"

Gu Haoyu didn't answer, just listened.

Li Wuchang continued: "Wu Xun was controlling the actions of the Fashuai army in Tongchuan, I was just watching from the sidelines, the assassination of General Yan was also decided by myself, and I didn't inform Wu Xun.

Presumably you have also heard that the junior has experienced many assassinations, and knows the importance of improving one's own strength. He heard that a master like Mr. Gu entered Xiliu, so even if he knew his life was in danger, he wanted to exercise.

Is it enough for the junior to say that frankly? "

After listening to Gu Haoyu, he nodded slightly, and said: "If you are willing to practice martial arts with all your heart, within a few years, your reputation will spread throughout the Central Plains. By then, the world will be big and the earth will be big, so why don't you let yourself be free? Into the whirlpool, why bother?"

Li Wuchang let out a breath, and said with a little helplessness: "If there is a choice, the younger generation would rather be a dude who everyone laughs at, whether it's martial arts, literature, military training or rebellion, all go to hell, but, life is unsatisfactory nine out of ten , Alas...whether you believe Teacher Gu or not, these are the inner thoughts of this junior, I didn’t want to say them at first, but seeing that Teacher Gu is an open and aboveboard hero, I couldn’t help but confide in him, and I hope Teacher Gu won’t make fun of him.”

"Everyone has his own aspirations, and we can't compete with each other!"

Gu Haoyu sighed, for a moment, he could feel Li Wuchang's state of mind.

He had read the so-called "Appeal" written by Li Wuchang, and read it more than once. He was very touched at that time, and occasionally felt sympathetic, and could feel Li Wuchang's helplessness.

Lu Xuandong's knife was on his neck. If he didn't resist, he would only die. Not only that, but also many people would be implicated.

Rebelling against the Li family, raising the flag against Yan, seems to have no king and no father, but why not seek justice for the majority?

Feelings belong to feelings, but everyone has different positions after all, and Gu Haoyu can only say the words of "persuasion" just now, even though he knows it is useless.

"The younger generation is so grateful to hear Teacher Gu's words!"

Li Wuchang looked at Gu Haoyu, and said seriously: "By the way, Teacher Gu, this junior said before that it is up to you to decide whether to compete or to decide whether to live or die today, and this junior is willing to accompany you. What should I say?"

Gu Haoyu said with a smile: "If I said that today I only judge the winners, would you laugh at me?"

Li Wuchang waved his hand, "Don't dare, the younger generation will only think that it's because you show pity for talent...Hey, won't you be a little arrogant if you say you are talented?"

Gu Haoyu said: "If you are not talented, Li Wuchang, then the younger generation may not be talented anymore!"

Changing Lu Xifa to Li Wuchang, his tone became more emotional.

Clang!
The sword was unsheathed, accompanied by a crisp sound and a flash of light.

The sword body is wider and thicker than ordinary swords, giving people the feeling that the epee has no front.

"The name of this sword is beyond your heart, so be careful with Wuchang!" Gu Haoyu stood proudly holding the sword, his aura gradually dissipated, and the pressure around him increased sharply, which was breathtaking.

On the south bank, Jiang Minglun's face became serious: "This guy is really not simple. No wonder Lao Shi said that he is no less powerful than Du Chengye. Leng Shao probably ushered in the strongest situation!"

Except for the ruthless man in purple clothes in the southwest of Feng Yi, this is the most powerful opponent Jiang Minglun has ever seen Li Wuchang.

Yiqin Wei said: "Captain, it's just a sword drawn. Although it has some momentum, it's not that scary, right? Didn't our Marshal face several low-level eighth-level masters several times? Now there is only one. "

"It's just that you are far away. If you are in the circle, you will have to use your skills to resist!"

Jiang Minglun frowned and replied, staring at the two people facing each other in the middle of the river.

On the north bank, several of Gu Haoyu's subordinates looked at each other, and they could all see surprise in each other's eyes, "The Lu thief can still maintain his composure at such a moment, without being affected at all. Sure enough, there are two things. If he goes crazy, maybe he will die again. It can really hurt the old man..."

Li Wuchang didn't draw his sword, and asked with a smile: "The Yuexin Sword? Is there any good allusion?"

Gu Haoyu shook his head and sighed: "Impermanence is really not simple. I have tried a few times with the prince of Shu, and he is not as calm as you... There is indeed an allusion to the word Yuexin. If Impermanence, you use a sword. It might be helpful to tell you, but you're not…"

Li Wuchang shrugged indifferently, and pulled out the dagger casually, "I don't regret the name of this sword... I don't regret it as the belt gets wider and wider, it makes people haggard for Yixiao!"

Gu Haoyu smiled and said: "Good name... I am curious to ask, do you really have so many talented cousins? Well, Jia Shishi is very good at poetry, this sentence is for him, just do whatever you want ..."

Li Wuchang said: "Yes, there is, but Jia Cishi won't be able to see him for a while, God is jealous of talents...Look at the knife!"

He raised his energy and leaped two feet, and shot in a group-breaking manner.

The white light soared, eclipsing the afterglow of the setting sun.

(End of this chapter)