Summon Qunhao

Chapter 53 [Vulnerable]

When reciting Who Can Book Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra, Gu Yue'an had already killed Zhaobi, stepped across the front yard, and before arriving at the lobby, the ground was full of warm corpses that had just fallen down.

With his fast swordsmanship and powerful internal force far exceeding that of ordinary congenital qi condensing masters, no one is his single-handed enemy. Wherever he goes, human lives fall like mowing grass.

Gu Yue'an stood still, but the internal energy in her body did not look like it was worn down by the fierce battle just now, but it boiled more and more.

In fact, there is one thing that Gu Yue'an has known for a long time, and that is his internal energy. During the battle, the condensation speed will be extremely fast. After just a dozen or so breaths of fighting, more than half of the internal energy in his body had already condensed.

Therefore, actual combat will always improve much faster than practicing behind closed doors.

Shaking the blood on the fine iron knife, Gu Yue'an missed the feel of burning the city a little bit. No matter how fast he swung the knife, it was still stained with too much blood, which made the knife not sharp enough. But now It's not the time to take out Fencheng, even if there is still a person standing in front of him now.

But this person is not worthy of burning the city.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me?" Gu Yue'an looked at the person standing in front of him, and smiled. He seemed to be a little accustomed to his current identity, the kind of cold-blooded killer with a little bit of nervousness, Similar to a movie character he liked a lot in his previous life, the clown.

The man standing in front of Gu Yue'an was an extremely heroic young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was full of heroism when he spoke: "You young man, why should you be afraid? Mr. Zhu always has a benevolent heart, donates righteousness and donates money, and helps the world's heroes. You are a first-class benevolent person. You are now a mere name in the rivers and lakes. You have thrown yourself into the Gu family and helped the tyrants to abuse you. You came here to kill innocent people. It is for the sake of the way of heaven. There was no exit, but was interrupted by Gu Yue'an.

"What nonsense." Gu Yue'an sneered, "draw your sword."

"I don't know how to live or die!" The man was quite satisfied with his rhetoric at first, but Gu Yue'an robbed him of his white face in vain. His face turned green and pale, and he let out a low growl, and unsheathed the long sword in his hand.

His attack was a bit extraordinary, different from the unknown person who was killed by Gu Yue'an before, this person drew out the sword, the sound of the sword was like a whistle, the sword's momentum was condensed and did not disperse, and the whole person and The long sword in his hand is indistinctly integrated, which has completely surpassed the category of ordinary Houtian warriors.

He is actually an innate warrior!
At the same time, outside the courtyard of the Zhu Mansion, across the courtyard wall, a long bamboo pole with a strange shape was driven from the courtyard wall, extending to more than five feet outside the courtyard wall. A middle-aged man with a white face and no beard The man was staring at the bamboo pole with one eye, and at the same time was spitting frantically, and he could hear it if he listened carefully:
"...The seventh breath, the white-haired ghost sideways slashed his sword, and killed one more person..."

"...No. 17, the white-haired ghost killed 23 people, and his clothes were not stained with blood. At this point, there is only one person left in front of him..."

And behind this middle-aged man, a group of people were writing and drawing. After writing and drawing, before the ink was dry, someone ran towards Yongshou Street next door with a piece of paper in their hands. On the street, someone took the paper and began to read loudly to the group of dignitaries who were waiting eagerly.

It turned out that this series of people were all provided by a wealthy businessman in this group of people. The best thing for this person to fight is not to fight himself, but to watch people fight. At first, he watched some of Bai Xiaosheng's " "On Sword Collection" was too addictive, and then he simply spent a lot of money to build a special team that completely imitated Bai Xiaosheng's speech team. Usually, he would find some people from the world to duel, and then the special person would give a speech and compile it into a book. For his daily entertainment.

Before Gu Yue An was admitted to the hospital, they could no longer see the process, and they were all in a hurry. These people are all precious people, and they are unwilling to take risks. In the end, the businessman sent his team to collect the first-hand Condition.

The middle-aged man standing outside the courtyard wall, staring at the bamboo pole and talking, is No.1 in the team. In the spring exams for several years, the level of speech was extremely high, and the painter behind him was also brought out from Bai Xiaosheng, so it was comparable to the presence of Bai Xiaosheng, and it was not much better.

The fact is indeed the case. From the papers that came from the front, those big and wealthy businessmen were all fascinated by what they heard, as if they were in the scene, except that they didn't really see it with their own eyes, it was no different.

"...the person in front of the white-haired ghost is one of Zhu Tang's young masters, Yan Kan, who is known as the righteous Yan Kan... only to hear the white-haired ghost say, 'Pull your sword', Yan Kan flew away in anger. Draw your sword!"

"It's a good sentence to draw your sword. The white-haired ghost has fought fiercely for a long time, but his clothes are not stained with blood, and his demeanor is not weakened. On the other hand, the stern and mean-speaking man is nothing to be afraid of." The big drinker has long been Gu Yue'an The number one admirer of Gu Yue'an is naturally boasting about Gu Yue'an at this time.

"Brother Zijin's words are too early. Although the white-haired ghost is indeed extraordinary and powerful, Yan Kan is not weak. Although this person appears to be a gentleman, he seems to be trying to gain fame in his actions, but his swordsmanship is not bad. He Before joining Zhu Tang's sect, he was a famous swordsman in the Qinling Mountains. He became a congenital at the age of 21, and he can be regarded as a young talent. If it wasn't for the eighth prince who traveled all over the world to Guanzhong and defeated him with a single sword, he wouldn't have He was so disheartened that he couldn't make any progress, and finally had to join Zhu Tang's family to seek a living, but before the eighth prince left, he also said, "You have a strange sword in the middle, and you have the demeanor of a master. If you can let go of the desire for fame in your heart, then The future is boundless.' To get the words of the eighth prince, I am afraid that this person will be difficult to deal with." The other person usually had some disagreements with the big family called Brother Zijin in business, and at this time he spoke, obviously to talk to the good wine. Brother Zi Jin of the big family fights against each other.

Brother Zijin just wanted to refute, but when he thought about what this person said just now, he couldn't refute. In the end, he could only say: "I believe that the white-haired ghost will not let us down."

And at this moment, the battle situation ahead has already been transmitted through the paper.

"The first move, Yan Kan directly attacked the gate of the white-haired ghost. This sword was peaceful, and the white-haired ghost was helpless, so he had to retreat..."

"Second move, Yan Kan advances again, and the white-haired ghost retreats again..."

Hearing this, the big family who suppressed Brother Zijin laughed lightly and said: "Sure enough, as I expected, Yan Kan's swordsmanship is majestic and majestic, and he is restraining the white-haired ghost with such a surprisingly fast attack style. The white-haired ghost couldn't get the upper hand, so he had to retreat step by step, and when Yan Kan's sword was powerful, the white-haired ghost would die with the sword..."

Before a single word could be exported, the third piece of paper had already arrived.

"The third move is Yan Kan's attack again. Unexpectedly, the white-haired ghost counterattacked suddenly, and approached Yan Kan with a sword, and met Yan Kan's sword. After a catch, Yan Kan was defeated and flew out directly. The white-haired ghost took the opportunity Take another knife, Yan Kan's body will be separated, and he will die!"

"Uh...uh..." The words of the big family who seemed to have a plan in his chest, just waiting for the white-haired ghost to die, were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything for a while, he just uttered aloud.

Brother Zijin had nothing to say at first, but just clenched his fists and prayed secretly, the white-haired ghost must not be defeated, who would have thought that the situation would change, it was only the third move, and Yan Kan, who seemed to be about to grasp the general trend, died suddenly , After he was stunned for a moment, he glanced at the face of the big family who was targeting him, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Brother Dongshan, it's wonderful, it's wonderful, it's such a strict and righteous man, he really deserves to be the eighth prince." A swordsman who has been praised by his own mouth, is able to stop the white-haired ghost with three swords before he dies, so wonderful, it will be obvious again!"

Brother Dongshan's face turned blue and white, and he was speechless.

In the courtyard, Gu Yue'an watched a head fall on the steps. He was so serious that he couldn't rest in peace. He felt a little boring. This person opened a long speech, and his sword seemed to be full of righteousness. As soon as he took over, Gu Yue'an thought of him Maybe it was still a bit powerful, so he just forced it in, and when he went out with a knife, the internal strength of three thousand silk was three times the force, which was actually nearly nine times the power of the condensate period. This person was directly blasted out, he One more blow, and the man was dead. Thinking about his sword moves, Gu Yue'an realized that it was just empty and not murderous at all. Gu Yue'an even wondered if this man had ever killed anyone.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt very boring, so he stopped thinking about it. He continued to move forward, passed the lobby, and came to the central garden. He had just walked around the rockery and stepped into the garden, when he saw a white-clothed scribe standing with his hands behind his back. In the middle of the night, a red flower was inserted on his head in an extremely coquettish manner. Hearing the sound of Gu Yue'an's footsteps, he said: "It's a very elegant thing for you to come here on the moon, but it's just that you prefer the way of killing." , It’s really a shame that there is such a moonlight tonight, why don’t you put down the butcher knife, come to this pavilion, you and I have a drink together, and then leave, Zhu Gong is generous, I think I will not pursue it.”

"No, I said, why are you people pretending more than me? It's annoying..." Gu Yuean muttered softly, and went straight up with the knife in hand.

At this time, outside the courtyard wall, the bamboo pole has also been tracked into the middle garden, and those big and wealthy merchants on Yongshou Street naturally know the situation inside.

"It turned out to be Tanhua Fangzhiqiu in white, and Zhu Tang actually invited this person to help out. This white-haired ghost will undoubtedly die this time." Brother Dongshan was caught off guard before, and he had restrained himself a bit, but when he heard what was ahead After hearing that the opponent of the white-haired ghost this time was Fang Zhiqiu in white, he immediately became active again, "This Tanhua in white is Fang Zhiqiu in the Jiashen year. This person is not only superb in writing, but also in martial arts. Although he was born at the age of 28, he can enter the country very quickly. Three years ago, he had fought against the general Wang in the capital, and he was defeated until the No. 13 move. Into the Grand Master', he has been living in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain for the past few years, and ordinary people don't see him at all, but he appeared in the Zhu Mansion today, the Gu family is doomed."

After he finished speaking, he was about to challenge Brother Zijin, but he heard it over his ears.

"...Tanhua in white clothes will know Qiu, die."

Like a thunderbolt from the blue, he swayed for a while, and he couldn't even stand still. People who didn't know what was inside thought he had some kind of illness.

Brother Zijin picked up another glass of wine and said with a big laugh, "Okay, you know how beautiful you are in white, you're very good, let's go white again!"

Gu Yue'an was really depressed. He didn't quite understand why there were such people in this world, or why Zhu Tang invited such people. An awe-inspiring swordsman, with a good level of internal strength, but poor experience in actual combat, is fine, but he killed this person easily with just his aura.

It's just a very depressing point, that is, this person, together with the previous one, can be regarded as a famous master in the Jianghu. Is this looking down on them?

After killing the scribe in white, he continued to move forward. This time, he passed through a moon arch and came to a courtyard. In the middle of the courtyard, under an osmanthus tree, a man with a stick was standing alone, as if Waiting for Gu Yue'an's arrival.

"Young man, this is the end of your journey tonight." The man said in a deep voice.

Outside the Zhu residence, news about this stick-wielding man also reached.

This time, Brother Dongshan didn't speak rashly. Although he could see that he really wanted to speak, in the end, under the attention of everyone, he reluctantly said: "This man is Liu Jianzhi, the Jiulong stick, from the Jiulong Martial Art Museum in the city." Chief coach, I believe you all know each other, half-step master, everyone..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and simply stopped talking, thinking that he was afraid of being slapped in the face.

In the end, Liu Jianzhi, the head coach of the Kowloon Martial Arts Academy, also died under Gu Yue'an's knife.

It's just that this time, Liu Jianzhi of the Nine Dragons Martial Arts Hall has brought a lot of trouble to Gu Yue'an. This person may have mediocre combat experience, but his skills are very high. It was only by summoning Fu Hongxue that he was able to kill this person, but his jaw was broken, the knife in his palm was also curled, and he suffered serious internal injuries. As a last resort, he had to spend a little practice point to enter the training room to cultivate.

When he came out, he continued to move forward. From a distance, he saw a three-story library building. Looking at the closed moon arch in front of the library building, he faintly felt the huge hidden behind it. The crisis, the final land should have arrived.

When he came to the door, he turned his head suddenly, and the broken knife in his palm flew out, splitting a bamboo pole hidden on the courtyard wall in half.

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