Infinite martial arts new world

() With half a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Su Yang's mouth, he swallowed uncontrollably. That horse is extremely majestic, a head taller than the racehorses on the earth. It may weigh more than a thousand catties. Standing in the same place casually and throwing Ma Lingkong one foot high, this kind of kung fu may not sound as powerful as moving mountains and seas at every turn in fantasy novels, but seeing it with my own eyes, it brought too much shock.

More importantly, in Su Yang's impression, these groups of people are not the masters, they are just subordinates of others, and the person who actually participated in this transaction is their master, who has not yet shown up!

"This level is not easy." Su Yang looked down at the ordinary green steel sword on his waist, and quickly began to recall the plot of the Longevity Sword in his mind, hoping to find some help from it. It's a pity that after so many years, I can't remember many details.

At this time, on the quiet long street, suddenly another middle-aged scribe Shi Shiran with a blue shirt and white socks came over.

He walked all the way, which was quite different from the previous waves of people who made great fanfare and grandeur. He seemed to be strolling around, with a leisurely expression, but a pair of eyes were shining.

With his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran walked to the door of the inn, looked up, and sighed: "What a horse! It's a good horse! It's a pity that the master is ruthless and wronged you."

The hand on his back suddenly lifted, and his long sleeves rolled up, creating a gust of wind.

The white horse was frightened, neighed again, and jumped down from the eaves of the door.

The middle-aged scribe put his hands together, and actually supported the horse's belly, put the horse on the ground gently, patted the horse's belly, and said: "Go back and bring your master, and say that there is a good friend waiting for him here." .”

The white horse seemed to understand people's wishes, and immediately spread its hooves and galloped away.

After putting down the white horse, the middle-aged scribe went to the wall again, pulled off the golden ring on the door side, and then came to the flag of the inn, tapped lightly on the flagpole, and the eight steel knives immediately fell down at the same time.

Seeing this person, Su Yang shook his head inwardly. The golden ring and the steel knife were deeply embedded in the wall and the flagpole. If it were him, even if he tried to pull it out, he might not be able to shake it, but this person would shake it with a wave of his hand. They fell, but they didn't show any effort on the outside. It was obvious that their inner strength was extremely deep.

The middle-aged scribe rolled up his long sleeves, and he had already rolled up the eight knives in his sleeves. He looked at the empty door of the inn, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the flag in hand?"

As soon as the voice fell, a thin figure suddenly appeared in the inn, and climbed up the flagpole like an ape. In the blink of an eye, the figure was already on the pole.

Immediately, a large flag flew out from the head of the club.

On the snow-white flag, embroidered with a black dragon with teeth and claws, it seems that it will also fly away through the clouds.

Blue Dragon Club!

The short book of Longevity Sword is only 10,000+ words, but it involves the most mysterious and powerful organization in the ancient dragon book: the Azure Dragon Society.

Seeing this big banner, Su Yang's head was as big as a bucket. It was an organization that even Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuuxue couldn't completely eradicate. It is said that Qinglong will have twelve halls, corresponding to twelve months in a year, a total of 360 five Handle the rudder, deal with 360 five days a year, each day represents a code name of a rudder, and the person in charge of each place is a first-class master;

No one knows who the boss of the Blue Dragon Club is.The question about the boss of the Azure Dragon Society was also a focus of debate between myself and the old man with the white beard.

Just when Su Yang felt that his head was starting to hurt, the middle-aged scribe also saw Su Yang.

Standing on the steps of Fengyun Inn, he carefully looked at the young man who was eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake under the eaves of the street corner from beginning to end, and his eyes finally fell on the extremely ordinary green steel handle on Su Yang's waist. on the sword.

"Little brother's surname is Su?" The middle-aged scribe asked with a slight frown, looking a little puzzled.

Su Yang nodded, showing a bright smile, took out a bronzing invitation card from his bosom, waved it towards the middle-aged scribe, and cupped his fists and said, "This is Su Yang, who came at the invitation of Mr. Gongsun."

"I'm sorry!" The middle-aged scribe put away the doubts on his face, and also clasped his fists and smiled: "I never thought that Mr. Su, who has been in the limelight in recent years, would actually eat sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the side of the road. No wonder even the red-haired gang, the white horse No one from Mengmeng and Taihangdao can recognize you."

Su Yang chuckled: "For a guy like me who is often poor and can't even eat, when he has food on his body, he is always unwilling to waste it."

After he finished speaking, he paused, his eyes swept over the imprints on the wall and the flagpole, and continued with a slight smile: "Besides, once you enter the gate of Fengyun Inn, it is not known whether you can stand up, even if you die, you will always be a hungry ghost it is good."

Hearing this, the middle-aged scribe clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Little Mr. Su is really just like the legends, he is a wonderful person."

He was smiling, but suddenly changed his tone, and continued: "The other families have sent people to visit the door. Now that you are here, don't you want to show your hand, Mr. Su?"

Hearing this, Su Yang looked calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with turmoil!

If you really make a move, you will be in big trouble!If the leader of the Qinglong Society in front of him knew that the "Quick Sword Xiaosu" who had become famous in the past few years was just a Xibei product, he might have killed himself on the spot.

Unexpectedly, even the mere worship of the door has become the first test of life and death!

I can only gamble!Most of Gu Long's novels gave Su Yang the same feeling: martial arts are important, but more important is momentum and confidence!

In the ruthless sword of the passionate swordsman (Note: Xiao Li Feidao), when A Fei is in full swing, even Li Xunhuan is unwilling to be an enemy with him, and when he has no fighting spirit, even a second-rate master of the rivers and lakes is no match for him.

Su Yang looked into the eyes of the middle-aged scribe calmly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked lightly: "What? Mr. Gongsun is here to test my kung fu?"

The two looked at each other for a moment before the middle-aged scribe laughed, shook his head and said with a smile: "The Qinglong Association invited you to do business, how could you do it? I'm just curious. Those guys just now are just servants, but they dare to come here Young Master Su is showing off his power in front of him, there are rumors in the world that Young Master Su's xing is like a sharp sword, sharp and straight, his eyes cannot rub the sand, but I don't know why the young master doesn't punish him?"

"Other people's servants will not cause trouble for me if they show off in the world, so why should I punish them?"

Su Yang's right hand slowly stroked the green steel sword at his waist, as if stroking his lover's skin. He looked up at the traces of the golden ring flying knife left outside Fengyun Inn, and said with a sneer, "Furthermore, these People are not embarrassing me, but losing the face of the Azure Dragon Society, even Mr. Sun Jing, the dignified leader of the Azure Dragon Hall, is not angry, what should I be angry about?"

The middle-aged man is Gongsun Jing, the owner of Qinglong Guild Hall. Gongsun Jing nodded, and waved her right hand towards the gate of Fengyun Inn: "Haha, what you said is right, I am suspicious. Now that you have arrived at the gate of Fengyun Inn, if you let your son Winding outside, it seems that our Qinglong Association is not treating guests well."

Following the gesture of the middle-aged man to come in, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in Su Yang's heart:

"Pass the first test and unlock the martial arts feature of Gu Long's martial arts world: the power of spirit."

Spiritual power?What is this?

Fortunately, the first level has finally passed, and Su Yang didn't have time to think about the "spiritual power", so as not to show his flaws in front of Gongsun Jing, nodded and smiled: "Alright! I will wait with Mr. Gongsun for those few days." A friend is coming."

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