War of the Three Realms

Chapter 75 Seeking Fragrance Simu, Shushan Wind 4 [-]
Feng Wu is worthy of being a sword cultivator famous for his attacks. His attacks are like the water of the Yangtze River, continuous and uninterrupted. The sharp sword energy roared, chopping everything around him to pieces, but he just couldn't hit it right in front of him. Simu.

Simu's body was clearly in front of his eyes, but it gave people an illusory feeling. When he slashed with his sword, his body would swing with the sword's momentum, as if tied with paper, which made Feng Wu very depressed.

However, in the face of the attack of wind and tide, he has no chance to fight back. The two are completely restrained from each other, and neither can do anything to the other.

This kind of fighting scene made Li Kuang very interested when he saw it for the first time, but the fight between the two became more and more boring. Finally, Feng Wu resigned and said: "Stop fighting, what's the point of always hiding? Yes It's boring for a man to do it with real swords and guns!"

Simu stopped in front of him, his forehead was slightly sweaty. Obviously, it was not easy to dodge Feng Wu's attack.

"Feng Wu, you bastard, you are working so hard knowing that there will be no results. I think you are using me as a target to vent your anger. Tell me, what happened?"

Feng Wu threw the long sword in his hand, and the long sword swirled in the air, and fell accurately into the scabbard on his back, with a calm and clean posture, which made Li Kuang admire secretly.

The two jumped onto the rock and sat on the ground, right on top of Li Kuang's head. This time, Li Kuang became even more nervous, trying to control himself, in harmony with the heaven and the earth, not daring to make any noise, even his breathing was tightly controlled by him. After a while, he took a light breath.

Feng Wu took out a bottle of Moutai from his bosom like a juggler, opened it and drank it.

Simu frowned and said, "You are so rude! What a waste of good wine!"

Feng Wu handed it over: "Have a drink?"

"Bah! I don't drink the saliva of stinky men!"

Simu pushed it away in disgust, and said: "I said that if you don't practice hard in Shushan, you will try to go to the 'Mountain and Sea Taixu Realm' to practice in two years. What are you doing in this world?"

Feng Wu took a sip of wine, and his face was full of anger: "Go to the ball! These days, the world of cultivation has been corrupted by the secular world, and everything is based on human relations. I am an orphan, with no power or influence. Where can I get my turn? "

Simu murmured: "In those days, people didn't care about human relationships? Only a lumber like you can be so rigid!"

"What are you talking about? Talking about relationships? Going through the back door? I am a majestic seven-foot man who stands up to the sky and relies on his own strength. If you have to go through relationships in your experience, what's the point of this cultivation?"

Simu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You, everything is fine, but this bad temper is too annoying, no wonder you can't be selected, it deserves it!"

"Who said I couldn't be selected? Hehe, I'm not stupid, I finally won a chance for myself!" Feng Wu said proudly: "This is the purpose of my going down the mountain this time! The elder said that as long as I can serve my family After recruiting outstanding disciples, let me lead them to experience training in the 'Yuxu Mountain and Sea Realm' in two years! Hahaha!"

Simu was surprised and said, "Isn't there any talent in Shushan? You are actually sent to recruit disciples?"

Feng Wu said angrily: "What's wrong with me standing upright? Disciples from Shushan practice the way of swords, how can they fit in with the sword art without domineering? Oh, by the way, sissy, why did you come here? Could it be that you came too..."

Simu rolled his eyes: "Could it be that you are only allowed to come to Shushan to accept apprentices, and I am not allowed to come to 'Xunxiang Valley'? I heard that the colleges in Wudu are all rare genius elites, so there must be a lot of talents That's why I came here to try my luck."

"Then... have you gained anything?"

Feng Wu became a little nervous, as if he was afraid that all the disciples with good qualifications would be abducted by Simu.

(End of this chapter)