Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 117, Golden Scale Heads Up

"Senior Brother Luo, what did Fairy Nanyuan say to you?"

When Luo Baiqiu returned to the seat of Tiejianmen, two disciples came up together and stared at Luo Baiqiu as if they were watching the show.

Luo Baiqiu was stunned, and said flatly: "I forgot."

"Forgot? Senior brother Luo, this is boring. You lost the bet just now, and you swore to strike up a conversation with Fairy Nan Yuan. How could you forget?"

Luo Baiqiu sighed, and said righteously: "Warriors of my generation, how can we be trapped in the love of our children?" Immediately, he said earnestly: "The two juniors have already found a way to stabilize the peak of the sword for the brother. The future of the Iron Sword Sect , I will leave it to you."

"Pa" a hand patted the back of Luo Baiqiu's head.

"Oh, master, what are you doing?" Luo Baiqiu looked around, seeing everyone's eyes on him, a little embarrassed, and said to You Changxia dissatisfied.

You Changxia said coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about? What's the matter? You still want to leave the school?"

"Leave when the time is right." Luo Baiqiu muttered softly.

"Stop talking nonsense. The two of you stay here for the time being, don't cause trouble. Bai Qiu, you go with me to meet that old man from the South Sea Sword Sect."

Without waiting for Luo Baiqiu's consent, You Changxia grabbed Luo Baiqiu's hand and walked towards the seat of the South Sea Sword Sect.

In the main room, it is used to entertain high-ranking officials of the Southern Tang Dynasty and figures of Confucianism and Taoism. If Heming Mountain comes, there will be a place for them.As for the other martial arts sects of the Southern Tang Dynasty, they are located in open areas outside the main hall.

"Master Youmen!" The two disciples of the South Sea Sword Sect bowed their hands to You Changxia.

"Senior Brother Luo, we haven't seen each other for a long time, and our skills have improved, let us feel ashamed." A disciple of the South Sea Sword Sect said to Luo Baiqiu.

Luo Baiqiu nodded deeply.

You Changxia kicked him lightly.

Luo Baiqiu coughed and said, "Senior Brothers, you are welcome."

You Changxia said: "I heard that the old man left the customs, so I specially brought my beloved disciple here to visit."

"Thank you, Master Youmen, Master Uncle and several teachers are enjoying the scenery in Daming Lake Garden, and we are the only ones who are not good enough." A disciple smiled awkwardly.

"That's it." You Changxia glanced at Luo Baiqiu, gritted her teeth, and said, "Well, Luo Baiqiu and I will wait here for a while."

"Yes, I'm going to report to the teacher."

After a long time, an old man with white hair came leisurely, followed by a man with half-white beard and hair, with a cautious expression and careful eyes.

"Brother You." The half-white beard wanted You Changxia to cup his hands, You Changxia clasped her fists and said with a smile, "Brother Zhuang Sheng, it's really not easy to see you."

The man with half white beard and hair, that is Zhuang Sheng, chuckled, stroked his beard, and said: "Let me introduce to Master You, this is my uncle, Mr. Mo."

"Old Mo, I have admired your name for a long time." You Changxia nodded in salute.

The old man nodded slightly, looked down at him, and asked, "The current master of Iron Sword Sect?"

"Exactly."

The old man said casually: "The Iron Sword Gate has lost its former prestige."

You Changxia secretly rejoiced and nodded.

"This is my disciple, Luo Baiqiu." You Changxia introduced to Mo Lao, glanced at Luo Baiqiu, and kicked him bitterly.

Luo Baiqiu hurriedly dodged, murmured, cupping his fists unwillingly: "I've seen you, senior."

Mo Lao's eyes were fixed, and he strode towards the seat, sat on the seat, closed his eyes to nourish his breath, and his mind was too empty.

Luo Baiqiu couldn't help but said: "Hey, you're not too arrogant."

"Presumptuous!" Mo Lao's attendant disciple yelled suddenly, showing his long sword, and said: "How dare you be rude to Master Uncle!"

"Bai Qiu!" You Changxia yelled, her brows became more anxious, and then she looked at Zhuang Sheng.

Zhuang Sheng's face became serious, and he said, "Li Cong, step back! Don't be rude to the guests!"

Li Cong, Mo Lao's attendant disciple, did not change his face, glanced at Zhuang Sheng, restrained himself a little, but refused to take back his long sword for a long time.

Mo Lao coughed.

"Senior, please forgive me for being rude." You Changxia bowed to the sitting Mo Lao.

"Master!" Luo Baiqiu reluctantly tugged on You Changxia's sleeve.

"Traitor!" You Changxia frowned, furious.

Mr. Mo said slowly, "It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach. Being a teacher for a day is a father for life. It's good to have you in Tiejianmen, but it's not good to have him."

"Cut..." Luo Baiqiu sneered, "Aside from relying on your age, what else can you do? If you really know how to sword, why don't you try it with me."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Baiqiu took a deep breath and controlled the sword with Qi. The long sword behind his back came out of the sheath with a "clang", held it in his hand, and pointed at Mo Lao who was sitting like a mountain.

"Bold!" Seeing this, Li Cong threw his sword at Luo Baiqiu.

Luo Baiqiu's eyes were always looking directly at Mo Lao, and he didn't move a bit, but his movements were sharp, and after a few moves, he knocked Li Cong out of his hands with the long sword and flew upside down.

"You..." Li Cong looked at Luo Baiqiu in disbelief.

Luo Baiqiu looked down at him, and said coldly: "You sat in seclusion with this old boy, and learned one or two tenths of him, but you don't know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. For decades, the one who beats you is like a cloud like the sea!"

Li Cong's face was pale.

Mo Lao opened his eyes and snorted coldly, "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth."

Immediately, the sword light flickered beside Mo Lao, and the long sword that Li Cong had been carrying on his back suddenly came out of its sheath.

With a flash, Mr. Mo took the long sword, stabbing Luo Baiqiu's eyes like lightning and thunder.

Luo Baiqiu's face remained unchanged, and he connected dozens of moves, attracting the amazement and applause of the onlookers.

Zhuang Sheng didn't intervene, and secretly observed You Changxia, seeing that You Changxia's face remained calm, he couldn't help being amazed.

"When did Tiejianmen produce such a talent, why is there no news in Jianghu?" Zhuang Sheng slandered, staring at Mo Lao who was making fierce moves, he couldn't help covering his forehead.

"Hey, you old boy, after so many years of retreat, you have practiced these vicious moves together, piercing people's throats and eyes, shit!" Luo Baiqiu yelled loudly.

"You bastard, I will kill you to prove the sword." Mo Lao gritted his teeth.

"Hehe, I've been practicing Sword Enlightenment for decades, have you forgotten all your own moves? Come, come, let me show you."

Luo Baiqiu was so excited that he performed a move of "Spray Slash", with his body spinning, and another move of "Upstream" with more than a dozen moves in succession, all of which are the methods of the South Sea Sword School.

"Master Youmen, this..." Zhuang Sheng's face was as gloomy as water.

You Changxia murmured: "This scoundrel!"

Luo Baiqiu glanced at the enraged You Changxia and Zhuang Sheng, and said leisurely, "I've traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and I've seen the disciples of the South China Sea Sword Sect be domineering. When I'm fighting, I learned a little, and it's enough."

You Changxia's face turned better, while Zhuang Sheng's expression became more serious.

Zhuang Sheng said inwardly: "It's a terrifying talent to be able to refine and master more than a dozen moves of my South Sea Sword Sect just by using one move."

Mo Lao snorted coldly: "Then let you see, the sword move of the old man Wu!"

Mo Lao's swordsmanship suddenly became wide open and closed, implying the fierceness of a snake. With dozens of moves in a row, Luo Baiqiu was caught off guard.

When Luo Baiqiu was shocked, the sword's edge had already struck.

"call out"

A sword qi shot from the main room, passed through the beautiful flowers, curled up with a few broken petals, and the blue spring water turned into a magic weapon, and hit Mo Lao's sword.

The strength was neither too strong nor too small, and it happened to deflect his sword.

Luo Baiqiu's eyes lit up, recalling the various moves of Tie Jianmen in his mind, and Jiang Wangsheng's words of advice sounded in his ears.

Thoughts were fleeting, Luo Baiqiu had a flash of inspiration and made a move.

You Changxia frowned, "Excellent swordsmanship." She murmured secretly: "This is the combination of two swordsmanship."

Zhuang Sheng couldn't help sighing: "You're a rising star."

In the main room, Jiang Wangsheng put down a cup of tea and smiled lightly.

"What's wrong?" Xia Nanyuan asked.

"It's nothing." Jiang Wangsheng raised his head slightly, "Yang Lie is here."

(End of this chapter)