I Honor

Twenty Four Moves

The mountains are undulating, the mountain wind is bleak, and the dilapidated mountain temple is leaking everywhere, making the fire swaying, and the shadows are twisted and stretched, like evil spirits with teeth and claws.

Lu Zhongqi was eating the freshly baked white flour steamed buns, watching the erratic flames in a daze, after changing the route, a few of them slept in the open, walked around the city and crossed the village, avoiding most of the intercepted masters, and finally arrived in the capital soon.

However, he didn’t feel at ease. The closer he was to the capital, the more uneasy he became, as if the calmness of the first half month was preparing for the turbulent waves in the next day or two.

He had a vague premonition that even Du Wuchang was dispatched, the traitors would never stop there, and there must be stronger masters coming, which made him very worried.

Lu Guan sat in front of the fire, holding on to the scroll, eating steamed buns, reading the book of war, calm and composed, not in any danger at all, the panic that the enemy might attack at any time, made Taoist Hu couldn’t help but secretly praised, Shuai Lu was indeed The elk is a good general who thrives on the left and does not blink

Thinking of this, Taoist Tiger turned his head slightly, looked at Meng Qi, who had a long sword across his knees and half-closed eyes, and Ruan Yushu, who looked calm and indifferent, playing the piano gently, and sighed in his heart, the two little guys They are all calmer than themselves. It is true that the older you are, the more timid you are.

After tonight, it will be fine. When we are outside the capital city, we will put up a banner so that the traitors will not dare to attack in broad daylight. After all, Lu Shuai was recruited into the capital city by the order of the emperor himself, and there are many people in the vicinity of the capital city. As long as it leaks The news must be the disaster of copying and beheading all over the house Taoist Tiger comforted himself, took off the long sword on his back, pulled it out with a clang, and stroked it gently.

This Tiger Roaring Sword has been with me for almost thirty years, and I have drank the blood of countless wicked people. I hope this time it can help me tide over the difficulties. It doesn’t matter if you die, if Lu Shuai is robbed, it will be a disaster for all people in the world.

Suddenly, his right hand groping for the blade stopped. His eyes were shining brightly towards the door of the ruined temple.

I saw a man standing there, a tall man with a broad sword in his hand. At some point, he had already stood there, quietly looking at the people in the temple.

“General Sword” Taoist Hu stood up abruptly, pointing his sword at an angle with a howling tiger, his voice was gloomy and his face was solemn.

Hearing this name, Lu Zhongqi jumped up in fright. It turned out to be General Sword, he is a well-known swordsman across Kyushu, only better than the evil king, ghost king and other human beings.The peak powerhouse is almost there.

His internal strength is profound, his swordsmanship is open and close, fierce and fierce, like a general charging into battle, so he has the nickname of General Sword, his strength in frontal battles exceeds that of Du Wuchang. He once singled out nine first-class masters. Cut them all under the sword, no matter in terms of reputation or record, they are far better than the most powerful Tiger Taoist on his side.

Lu Zhongqi looked at the other three in fear. I saw Lu Guan put down the book of war in his hand, and slowly got up, as if he planned to join forces with Taoist Tiger to fight against the powerful enemy. There was no panic in his expression, but Ruan Yushu was still playing the piano, and the sound of the piano was weak. The mood is lofty, but what’s the use

Xiao Mengduan, a swordsman who loves to practice sword skills, was sitting upright, his face expressionless, as if the sword generals in front of him were four people, not a master.

Isn’t he scared? Lu Zhongqi couldn’t help but think this way. After all, General Jian is tall and imposing. Even if he stands there quietly, he still stands like a mountain, making his heart beat like a drum and his legs go weak.

I have long heard that masters above the normal level are good at qi-machine competition and spiritual confrontation. I thought it was nonsense. Today, facing General Jian, I realized that the rumors are true. His fighting spirit was weakened, he was flustered, and his skill of ten stops could not be used for six stops.

General Jian stepped in step by step, and each step seemed to shake the ruined temple. After seven steps, Taoist Tiger’s hand holding the sword began to tremble a little. giant

“Taoist Tiger, this matter has nothing to do with you. If you leave, I will not stop you.” General Jian said in a thick voice.

Taoist Tiger took a deep breath: “Shuai Lu bears the hope of the world and is concerned with the disaster of the captives. As the saying goes, it is better to be a dog of peace than to be a man in troubled times. I am poor and not talented. I would like to exchange my life for the peace of the people in the world, etc. If you go against the law, there will be retribution sooner or later.”

He secretly made a gesture to signal Lu Guan to escape while he was holding General Jian back.

Lu Guan didn’t move at all: “Lu has never thought that his life is higher than others. Although he is under strict control, he always takes the lead. Only in this way can there be an invincible Iron Mountain Army.”

When he spoke, he was full of momentum, as if he was leading an army of hundreds of thousands, which made General Jian change his face slightly.

Affected by this, Lu Zhongqi dispelled his timidity at once, and said generously: “If a man is not dead, the battle will never retreat. The iron mountain is there, and the barbarians are gone.”

The general of the sword clanged and pulled out his long sword. The blade was as wide as a door.

“I have received great kindness, so I have no choice but to kill you. Please accept my obeisance.” General Jian saluted solemnly. During the conversation, it seemed that killing Taoist Lu Guanhu was like killing chickens and dogs effortlessly, which made Lu Zhongqi tremble again.

His expression was calm, showing pity, and he was about to launch an attack with a broad sword.

At this moment, Meng Qi, who had been stroking his sword indifferently, stood up suddenly, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light shot out.

He looked at General Jian and said expressionlessly:

“If you can let me return the sword to defend a move, then I will lose.”

What kind of arrogance is this? Not only General Jian, but Meng Qi’s Taoist Tiger and Lu Zhongqi all felt the same way.

No matter how outstanding your swordsmanship is, the sword general has been famous for many years, with outstanding achievements, and a master in the world, how could it be impossible for you to return the sword to defend a move?

Young people don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth

Just when General Jian was a little restless, Meng Qi drew out his sword and took a step forward, as if stepping on his heart, the long sword slashed obliquely, like a child’s scribble.

Eh, the same sound, Hu Taoist and Lu Zhongqi were surprised and puzzled, they couldn’t believe it, how could the arrogant Xiao Meng make a sword full of flaws like he had never practiced swordsmanship, while Ruan Yushu was as if Thoughtful, as if he understood something.

The sword in the eyes of General Jian is difficult to describe, although there are many flaws, but they are constantly changing, making it impossible to grasp

The aura he had built before was perfectly broken by Meng Qi, and he was at a disadvantage in the competition of aura. He had no choice but to sweep across with his broad sword, as if using an iron rod, to keep Meng Qi within the defensive circle. Besides, try to protect yourself first.

Meng Qi’s long sword was like a fallen leaf, it suddenly drooped and hit the tip of the broad sword.

General Jian only felt that the long sword was like a heavy weight hanging from a weight, and it sank suddenly with a heavy wrist.

With this strength, Meng Qi’s long sword bounced upwards, stabbing obliquely towards General Jian’s throat.

General Jian had no choice but to take a step back.

When he took a step, Meng Qi also took a step, following him like a shadow.

General Jian let out a loud roar, using some secret method, he raised his broad sword from bottom to top, as if he wanted to split Meng Qi in half.

His swordsmanship is different from ordinary ones, it is extremely fierce

Meng Qi jumped up suddenly, and the tip of the sword flicked, changing from straight to slanted.

With the distance between the two of them, there was still a gap between the tip of the sword and the throat, making it difficult to stab, but after tilting upward, it was in close contact with the chin.

With a puff, the sharp Bingque sword pierced through his chin without any hindrance, causing his head to lift up and causing his broadsword to miss.

Meng Qi fell to one side, his long sword hanging down, and blood gathered on the tip of the sword, dripping slowly.

With a plop, General Jian’s burly figure fell to the ground on his back, stirring up dust.

“You lost.” Meng Qi said coldly, walked back to the fire and sat down again.

sword generalJun’s eyes were wide open, with fear and astonishment remaining, but he was already out of breath, so it was difficult for him to answer Meng Qi.

He actually didn’t let Xiao Meng return to the sword to defend a move, and he was killed on the spot with only four moves.

Lu Guan, Taoist Hu, and Lu Zhongqi looked at Meng Qi, who looked calm, as if he had just baked a steamed bun just now, and then looked at General Sword, who died in peace, and felt fear of his sword skills.

Looking back on the battle just now, they found that Meng Qi’s every move was not subtle, on the contrary, it was full of loopholes and ordinary, but his timing, angle, and weight were extremely ingenious, as if he knew the sword general very well.

There are such swordsmanship in the world, there are such swordsmen

Taoist Tiger originally thought that he knew Xiaomeng’s strength better, but now it seems that his swordsmanship is more terrifying than he imagined, and he is probably close to the level of ghost king Ruyi monk.

How old is he? Could there really be a natural born swordsman?

With Xiaomeng present, it seemed that this trip to Beijing was safe and sound. Lu Zhongqi let out a sigh of relief, nodded gratefully to Meng Qi, ran to General Jian, and bent over to search for the corpse.

General Jian is here to kill people, and his style is very open, so he only has a bag of dry food, a bag of silver, and a letter.

Lu Zhongqi picked up General Jian’s broad sword and put it beside Meng Qi. It was his trophy.

Meng Qi remained calm and noncommittal, but he was secretly happy inside.

“Not good.” Lu Zhongqi opened the letter casually, glanced at it, and exclaimed.

The Taoist Tiger hurriedly asked: “What’s wrong?”

Lu Zhongqi had an ugly expression: “The four murderers of the Zheng family wrote to General Jian, and they are also coming to assassinate Lu Shuai.”

“Fourth Brother of the Zheng Family” Taoist Tiger’s expression changed drastically, and Lu Guan also frowned slightly.

Lu Zhongqi knew that the only person he could rely on at the moment was Xiao Meng, so he quickly introduced him: “Looking at it alone, the four murderers of the Zheng family are all inferior to General Jian, but they have the secret method of joining forces, and they are used to advancing and retreating together, so once They were included in the level of Ghost King Xiyue Daoist and others, but later they teamed up to attack and kill Xie Jun but were easily defeated and became his servant, so they are no longer considered masters of this level.”

“Even so, the four of them teamed up have a strength that is extremely close to the peak of the world, and it is by no means comparable to the sword general.”

Teaming up with the secret method to deal with others is really effective, but facing the “immortal seal” that is not afraid of group attacks, Meng Qi, who is looking for death, can only chuckle secretly.

“The most frightening thing is that the four murderers of the Zheng family are servants of the Evil Lord. Their action means that the Evil Lord has also intervened in this matter.” Lu Zhongqi panicked again, “Brother Xiaomeng, Miss Ruan, or we should hurry on the road overnight.”

“It’s late.” Someone outside the door said with a sinister smile. To be continued. . :