Long Sword and Jun Wu

After Chu Yun finished speaking, he saw that the scholar's white clothes were fluttering, and with a spin of his footsteps, he had already avoided the heavy punch of the big man.

Except for Chu Yun, Pei Min and shopkeeper Hong were all stunned. This man was so drunk, how could he escape so easily?

Although that big man may not have high martial arts skills, he is tall and burly, at least he has boundless strength and his fists are like wind.

Could it be that the scholar is pretending to be drunk?

Several people walked a few steps closer at the same time, wanting to take a closer look.

The big man was also stunned, looking at the fist he swung, and at the scholar in white who was leaning on the table not far away and holding a jug of wine, he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

"Bastard boy, let's see where you are running away?" The big man raised his fist and threw it at him again.

This time the big man tried his best, and wanted to smash the white-clothed scholar to death so that he could support himself.

Gongsun Ling's heart was a little tense, but he still believed in Chu Yun's judgment and did not move.

Sure enough, the white-clothed scholar moved lightly again and dodged it.

The big man didn't hit anyone with his swing, but smashed half of the table.

There was a loud "bang", and a corner of the table collapsed. If it hit an ordinary person, it would really hurt the muscles and bones, and they would have to lie down for half a month.

"Stinky boy, so you were pretending to be drunk." The big man was furious.

The people on his side began to marvel, and also began to tense up, pressing their hands on their weapons.

Chu Yan raised his eyebrows, and said to Pei Min and the others: "I can help you later.

Shopkeeper Hong looked at the half-collapsed table and felt distressed. He has always been tactful, and few people make trouble in his shop, but recently there are more and more people in the world, knowing that such things will inevitably happen.But he wouldn't rush forward to dissuade him recklessly, that would only hurt people and property.

"You guys take your time to watch, I'll leave first." Shopkeeper Hong slipped away smartly, not forgetting that the waiter at the side also hid behind the counter, so that if something went wrong, they could quickly escape out of the shop.

There were more and more people watching the excitement, and they were all waiting for how the rough and tough guy could find his way back.

The big man spat, picked up his nine-ringed sword, cursed "Grandma is a bear", and swung it over.

The scholar in white began to be serious now, his eyes were all focused, he threw away the flagon, drew out his sword, a silver light flashed, and everyone in the field screamed.

Half of the broadsword fell to the ground with a "boom".

I don't know if the scholar's swordsmanship is too high, or his sword is too sharp, but the nine-ringed sword was cut in half by the white-clothed scholar.

There was a moment of silence in the arena, only to hear Chu Yun's admiring voice: "The Longquan sword really deserves its reputation."
The white-clothed scholar glanced at them with interest in his eyes.But he didn't have time to respond, the people from the rivers and lakes on the big man's side were no longer calm, they all drew their weapons and besieged the scholar.

"Come on, everyone, give me a good lesson." The big man shouted, picked up a chair and continued beating.

Killing intent was everywhere, the scholar was besieged by more than a dozen people, but with the sword in his hand, many people's third-rate weapons were cut off by him.

Even if there are many people, there is nothing he can do for a while.

After watching for a while, Pei Min let out a "huh", "His sword skills are not bad."
When appreciating swords, one should go to Chu Yun. If one wants to talk about swordsmanship, of course one must trust Pei Min.

The white-clothed scholar's swordsmanship is superb, and with the famous sword in hand, he has never been at a disadvantage, but two fists are no match for four hands, and more and more people are joining the siege, everyone wants to find out the reality of this scholar, scholar It was a bit difficult to cope with it.

While fighting, the scholar retreated towards Pei Min, stepped on an empty wine bottle, staggered, and fell on Chu Yun.

The corner of Chu Yun's mouth curled up, and he caught him firmly. The people behind him chased him with weapons raised. Pei Min pulled out the Xuanqing Sword, and swung four swords, guns and sticks away with one sword.

The white-clothed scholar glanced at it in his busy schedule, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Gongsun Ling also drew out the soft sword with a swipe, took a step forward, and shouted: "So many of you bully a scholar, how shameless you are?"
Those people feel wronged, don't you look at this lady, does he look like he is being bullied?

"Stop rambling, don't stand in the way of the master." She still couldn't admit defeat.

The crowd attacked again, Pei Min and Gongsun Ling pointed their swords at each other's gates and forced them to retreat, Gongsun Wan also released the small silver sword, and a big melee officially began.

After the white-clothed scholar stood still, he was very excited, laughed, and entered the field to join the melee, "The two knights wait for me."
Chu Yun: "", is this person afraid that the world will not be chaotic?
The three people here are all using high-quality swords, and the weapons of those quacks are simply vulnerable.

With the help of Pei Min and Gongsun Ling, the white-clothed scholar gained the upper hand again. He played heartily, and was so excited that he even started to recite poems.

Living in the world is like a big dream, why do you make a living for yourself?
So drunk all day long, slumped in front of the bed.

In front of Jue Lai's court, a bird sings among flowers.

Excuse me when?Spring breeze whispers.

I want to sigh, but I still pour myself on the wine.

Haoge waits for the bright moon, and the song is exhausted.

His sword arrived at the poem line, and after reciting a poem, he had already knocked down six people.

Gongsun Ling was amazed, "This scholar is really interested! He still has time to read poems? Whose poems is he reading?"
Pei Min, who was always by Gongsun Ling's side, didn't understand poetry either, so he just smiled slightly and said, "I don't know, but don't underestimate this man, his swordsmanship may be better than yours."
Gongsun Ling could also see that this scholar's swordsmanship was elegant and unrestrained, his agility was like that of an exiled immortal, and he was indeed hiding his secrets.

She smiled slightly, "Then we can save some effort." After speaking, she slowed down her pace, no longer took the initiative to attack, and only shot when someone came.

The white-clothed scholar fought more and more vigorously. After putting down the three of them, he picked up a jug and poured wine into his mouth.

After drinking it, he threw it away, "Haha, today is really happy."
After speaking, he swung his sword again, cutting off the sticks of the last two people who rushed up.

Gongsun Wan was excited to see it, and rewarded each of them with a small silver sword, calling it a day.

There was a piece of lying down on the ground, and there was a lot of wailing, and the scholar's white clothes fluttered like a willow in the wind.

The gangsters slowly struggled to get up, helped each other out of the inn.

"Stinky boy, you wait for me, I will make you kneel down and beg for mercy." Before leaving, I still have to take advantage of what I said.

After everyone had almost run away, shopkeeper Hong and the waiters finally got out from behind the counter.

"Oh, my shop." Looking at the mess, shopkeeper Hong's heart was bleeding.

Seeing that everyone was leaving, the white-clothed scholar put his sword back into its sheath, laughed, walked up to shopkeeper Hong, took out a piece of flying money and handed it to him, "This shopkeeper broke so many things of yours, I'm really sorry, This money is a gift.”
Shopkeeper Hong took a look and was stunned, 100 taels of silver.Unexpectedly, this scholar who is full of romantic poems is so rich.

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