Legend of Swordsman

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With the practice of swordsmanship, the middle-aged man could not help but shake his head just by using two swords.

"Stop it," said the middle-aged man.

The boy immediately stopped the swordplay in his hand.

"You just told me that you've barely mastered this thunderbolt sword, but now I think you're far from mastering it, and even the most basic entry has not been reached." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I told you earlier that swordsmanship is not in its line, but what it means. Thunderfire swordsmanship, why should it be named after the fire of thunder, it is the thunder of thunder and the fiery irritability of thunder, but you have just The sword technique used is as gentle as the girl ’s house. How dare you say that you have mastered it? "

"Ah?" The boy's eyes widened, his heart suddenly opened up.

No wonder he always felt that his sword skills were wrong. It turned out to be this way.

"Remember, what kind of swordsmanship is suitable for practicing what kind of swordsmanship. Your dignified man looked at you like a fiery fire before letting you practice this thunderfire swordsmanship. How could you practice this? I will give you another month. Time, this month if you can't really master this thunderbolt sword, you don't need to come to the sword hall again. "Middle-aged man said.

"Yes, teacher." The boy turned and left immediately.

"Fu Jun, are you too strict with this little guy?" A beautiful woman in a plain robe walked to the middle-aged man and sat down.

"Yan has a high apprentice, this little guy is also a bit talented in swordplay. As long as he is slightly tuned up, he will be able to mix the wind and water in this secret realm in the future." The middle-aged man smiled.

That's right, this middle-aged man and the beautiful lady in the robes are just as cold as Jian Wushuang and his wife.

The two of them traveled for more than 3,000 years in the Divine Realm before they settled in this mysterious realm of Wutan.

As for the sword museum, it was only opened without any problems.

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang's expression suddenly moved, and he smiled: "Thirty years ago, the little guy who carried the deep hatred of blood came back."

"Oh?" The cold, frosty soul's strength also permeated, but followed with a smile, "Fu Jun, didn't you look good on that little guy at first? And also taught him some more advanced sword skills in private?"

Jian Wushuang opened this sword hall, almost all the disciples who came to the sword hall were treated equally, and the sword art of kendo is only some of the most basic. Any disciple in the sword hall can learn, but only thirty years ago, he Opened a small stove for that little guy, and taught the opponent some more sophisticated swordsmanship.

Of course, the so-called Higher Sword Art, in the view of Jian Wushuang himself, is actually garbage, but for the little guys who are only chaos and gods in the sword hall, it is aloof.

"The little guy also had some talent in swordplay, and his strength improved quickly under my teachings. But when he broke through and reached the deity, he left without leaving, and now returning to see how he looks, it should be already Revenge, as for strength, has also reached the level of the Great God, which is considered good. "Jian Wushuang smiled.

While the two were talking, a young man wearing a bucket hat had arrived at the gate of the sword hall.

Jian Wushuang made the young man come in.

"teacher."

The young man's voice was a little hoarse.

"Hu Yang, in your eyes, as well as my teacher?" Jian Wushuang looked at the young man indifferently. Hu Yang was the young man's name.

"The disciple knows the wrong and does not ask the teacher to forgive him. The disciple only hopes to live with the teacher when he is alive." Hu Yang respectfully said.

"I have a lot of disciples in the sword hall, and there is no shortage of you, but there are too many leaves falling from my yard, but I need to be cleaned and cleaned by myself from time to time."

Hu Yang froze, but immediately followed, and even surprised, "Thank you teacher."

"Well, look at you like this, I'm afraid it's been a long time to go, quickly go to the backyard to clean up the house and rest." Leng Rushuang said.

"Thank you, Master." Hu Yang immediately swept towards the backyard.

After Hu Yang left, Jian Wushuang looked at each other coldly, and both laughed.

"You ah, knife tofu heart." Leng Rushuang cursed with a smile.

"This little guy left without saying goodbye. I, the teacher, didn't punish me a little bit, what would I do?" Jian Wushuang said.

The two were chatting with each other, and the scene was extremely warm.

From then on, that Populus euphratica stayed in the courtyard every day, bringing tea and water for the two couples of Jian Wushuang and clearing the dead leaves in the courtyard.

After half a month ...

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Several streamers came to the front of the sword hall, and without notice, they fell directly on the longer center of the sword hall.

Many disciples who are practicing in the sword hall have stopped their movements and looked at these figures.

Jian Wushuang also came to the school ground.

"I don't know if you all come here, what is the so-called thing?" Jian Wushuang looked at the people in front of them calmly ~ www.readwn.com ~ Do you remember me? "

Among these figures, an evil young man in a golden robe stepped forward and said with a smile.

"Is you?" Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, "Of course I remember that you came to my sword hall to study more than ten years ago, but just in March, I saw that you were born with poison, and expelled you from the sword hall. Since then You no longer have any relationship with the sword museum. "

Jian Wushuang and his wife have established the Hou Jian Guan for more than 50 years. During these 50 years, many young people have come to this sword hall to learn swordsmanship, among them there are some maggots and scum.

Like this evil young man in front of him, he is the kind who is poisonous and evil by nature. After being seen by Jian Wushuang, Jian Wushuang expelled him from the sword museum.

Just being expelled, and no other punishment, Jian Wushuang is already very kind.

"It's me. I came here today to introduce you to my new worship teacher." The young man in the golden robe looked at a cold old man with narrowed eyes after speaking.

"You are the owner of this sword museum?" There was a flash of sharp light in the cold old man's eyes. "Hmm, I heard that you drove my disciples out of the sword museum more than ten years ago, and you are still insulting my students. I do n’t know what I ca n’t do as a teacher. Today ’s husband wants to get justice for him, you can do it. ”

As soon as the cold old man said, many disciples at the sword hall immediately understood.

The feeling is that the young man in the gold robe was humiliated in the sword hall more than ten years ago. Now he worshipped a new teacher and came back to show off his strength.

"Hum, I want to play against the teacher, go through my level first."

Leng Heng rang, and a figure was directly in front of Jian Wushuang. It was just the populus euphratica that had been sending water to Jian Wushuang tea for half a month.

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