The living room was inconvenient, so I made an appointment to go out to fight.

Zhang Ruoxu stood up happily, went out with him, muttering: "It's interesting, interesting, what a scholar, Wudao has made good friends."

Wang Yishao supported Zhang Ruoxu and said angrily: "Everyone often slaughters dogs. These scholars are full of bad water and have no good things!"

Zhang Ruoxu smiled and said, "You can't dislike scholars all over the world just because you have suffered losses from scholars. Think about it, there are thousands of warriors in the world, but why the power of the court is in the hands of scholars? There is a reason. There can be no masters in the world, or even martial arts, but scholars are not missing."

Wang Yishao said: "But, scholars do not understand the loyalty of the world. They are all very thoughtful and are determined to plot. How can there be a warrior just?"

Zhang Ruoxu smiled and said, "Then, three years ago, what do you say about the bloodshed incident in Kyoto Nishiyama?"

"This... is only a few after all, and it's rare."

"You will see today!"

"ah?"

"Just look good, just look good!"

After leaving the living room, it was drizzling outside.

The drizzle is endless, and the Chunjiang Taoist temple seems to be shrouded in the misty rain. Outside the villa, the mountains can be seen faintly blocked by thick fog.

This is a very wide square, with a radius of thirty feet full of bluestone slabs, with a lot of water on the ground, and many people in the villa rushed over when they heard the sound, with oil-paper umbrellas, like different petals except osmanthus.

A young man in white dressed in white makeup and heavy makeup walked to Zhang Ruoxu with an umbrella, bowed and held a tribute, and stood under the eaves with Wang Yishao, one left and one right on Zhang Ruoxu.

The man in white was the same as Wang Yishao before, and was extremely angry. If the situation was not different, he should have been the same as Wang Yishao, who would draw his sword and fight to the decisive battle.

This person is Xie Anshi, who is as famous as Wang Yishao, a man who loves to wear makeup, wearing a white plain dress, and wearing a nine-point slim look. He pinched the orchid fingers and moved his red lips slightly, making him look charming.

"Old Xie, Wang Que's realm has fallen." Wang Yishao said.

Xie Anshi showed surprise makeup on his face, and said, "Why can you do this?"

"I heard that I was beaten."

"Oh, why is this happening? Then he really deserves it!"

Zhang Ruoxu said with a smile: "Why, you two want to get back the venue?"

Wang Yishao curled his lips and said, "Let's talk about it when he defeats the people from Yijianmen!"

"Oh, Lao Wang, you're not like taking advantage of others' danger!" Xie Anshi said: "How can you do this? It's contrary to the way of a gentleman. This kind of thing... Remember to call me, don't forget!"

Wang Yishao glanced at Xie Anshi and said, "Old Xie, you said you have put on this makeup. Isn't it good to just wear a skirt? At least I can force myself to think you are a woman, but you just want to wear men's clothes. I look awkward."

Xie Anshi covered his mouth and chuckled, stretched out his slender hand and patted Wang Yishao charmingly, and said with a charming smile: "You guy, don't you don't know, my skirt is still there in Wang Que? He didn't return it to me, how can I wear it? Do you think I don't wear it? You're just a slut, I like my body and say it straight, whoever we are with you, I'll give it to you..."

Wang Yishao's face turned green.

Zhang Ruoxu coughed lightly and said, "Xiao An!"

Xie Anshi hurriedly bowed to the tribute and said, "Master, what are your instructions?"

Zhang Ruoxu looked at his disciple, sighed, and said, "It's nothing, look at the fight, look at the fight!"

Xie Anshi whispered: "Master, you won't be greedy for my body, right?"

Zhang Ruoxu staggered and almost fell.

…………

The drizzle sprinkled lightly, and gradually turned into raindrops. Small splashes of water rippled on the ground. Du Ruo held an oil paper umbrella and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao.

Ling Xiaoxiao slowly pulled out the sword, threw away the sword sheath, held the sword and held the ceremony, and said, "Ling Xiaoxiao, please give me advice!"

Du Ruo slowly put away his umbrella, the drizzle fell, and fell on his hair, bowed his hand and said, "Du Ruo in Shu, please give me advice!"

"Young Master takes the knife!"

In the crowd, the blackhead threw Tang Dao over. Tang Dao's scabbard flew over. Suddenly his eyes condensed, he stretched out his backhand, pulled out Tang Dao directly in the air, holding Tang Dao with his backhand, and splashed water under his feet. The knife was unsheathed, but the scabbard was still flying.

The knife light spreads, cutting through the rain curtain.

Seeing Du Ruo rushing over, Ling Xiaoxiao shook his long sword, and a swim energy appeared on the blade. He poked out with a sword, cutting out the air and raindrops, and a shrill roar suddenly sounded in the air.

Ling Xiaoxiao's sword stabbed, breaking through the sky like lightning.

A flash of redness appeared in Du Ruo's eyes, and he cut through it with one stroke. In the next moment, a buzzing sound was heard, and drops of raindrops completely disintegrated. They were directly shaken into a mist of water and dispersed out by the terrifying force.

The swords and swords are stuck together, sparks are drawn,

Bringing out a string of "squeaking" sounds.

The two passed by, their figures took a few steps forward, turned their backs completely, and then turned around at the same time.

Ling Xiaoxiao's figure was very fast. Perhaps she was not very fast during the game, but for Du Ruo, it was definitely very fast. Her steps were very particular, but she was not chaotic.

A bunch of white sword energy suddenly spread out from the sword in her hand, and countless sword shadows suddenly scattered in front of her. It was impossible to tell which one was the real sword, but it was instantly integrated.

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword reached Du Ruo.

First, a few sword shadows were dazzled by Du Ruo. Now that he turned into a stalker, Du Ruo had no time to react and could only lift the Tang sword by relying on inertia.

A sneering sound broke out.

It was not until this time that the sword energy formed by Ling Xiaoxiao's spike exploded in the air. Once it exploded, it was a straight, conical line.

Du Ruo was pushed by a huge force and flew back half a foot before he could barely land on the ground. He still took several steps back to stabilize his body.

However, Ling Xiaoxiao was in power and was unwilling to forgive others. He once again rushed forward. A sword shadow arose from the rain. Du Ruo had no time to react and could only turn sideways, but the sword, slightly turned to the side, and the evil slashed over and was about to snatch his head.

Du Ruo turned his head again, and the sword flew across his ears and hair, slashing several red dust hairs, and then the sword came out invisible. Ling Xiaoxiao came close to his body, and with one stab, there were more than a dozen swords, each sword came to this life gate.

Du Ruo could only dodge, and he didn't even have the chance to shoot the sword, so he was very embarrassed. This was his weakness. Although his sword skills are now available, he has never learned any basic martial arts, and he has never learned a few tricks of dodging.

With that skill of swordsmanship, he was very strong in fighting with ordinary gangs in chaos, but when facing Ling Xiaoxiao, who has the guidance of a famous teacher in both martial arts moves and light skills, he would seem to be in a difficult situation.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Du Ruo failed to shoot several times in the field, and was gradually forced to fall into the wall, becoming more and more embarrassed.

…………

"I've suffered," Wang Que slapped his forehead and said, "Brother Lu, although Brother Du is successful in swordsmanship now, we have forgotten that he has no martial arts foundation. If he continues to fight like this, he will suffer a loss. If he keeps up for a long time, he will lose it!"

Lu Yang also frowned and stared at the situation in the field. The hand holding the halberd was exposed, but he grabbed Wang Que, who was a little restless and comforted, "Brother Wang, don't be anxious. Believe in Shan Jiang. He never did something he was unsure. Since he decided to fight with Ling Xiaoxiao, he must have a backup!"

"He has a big backhand," Wang Que said: "Don't I know him yet. I have some internal strength, but I barely just like that. Fighting... There's nothing wrong with it!"

"No," said Lu Yang: "His sword skills are very powerful?"

A strange look flashed in Wang Que's eyes and said, "Has he practiced that sword technique?"

It was Lu Yang's turn to be puzzled and said, "Do you know what kind of sword skills he practices?"

"I don't know, I don't know."

Wang Que shook his head quickly, and then looked at Du in the field with a vague look.

…………

"So it's a silver spear crayon!" Xie Anshi pinched the orchid's finger and said, "Looking at the man's appearance just now, I thought he was a master, but I didn't expect that he could not be greeted in just a few moments."

Wang Yishao said: "Du Shanjiang is a scholar, a scholar. It is not easy for him to survive so many tricks under Ling Xiaoxiao."

"So he is a scholar, no wonder he is so kind."

Listening to the conversation between the two disciples, Zhang Ruoxu smiled and stroked his beard and said, "How about you two make a bet with me too?"

"What are you betting on? Master."

"I bet Du Ruo will win."

"It's impossible. Du Ruo can only barely resist and has no strength to fight back."

Zhang Ruoxu smiled unfathomablely and said, "Ling Xiaoxiao, who has a profound swordsmanship, but is too impatient, seems to be at the upper hand, but Du Ruo is led by the nose from the beginning, and Du Ruo is very clear about his weaknesses, so he keeps dodging from the beginning, as if he is embarrassed, but in fact he has figured out Ling Xiaoxiao's methods."

"Ah," Xie Anshi covered his mouth and said, "Then, when Du Ruo counterattacks, wouldn't it be when Ling Xiaoxiao was defeated? But he has no chance to counterattack at all?"

"Yes," said Zhang Ruoxu, "You can look carefully. Wang Que looked a little panicked under the thunder of Ling Xiaoxiao. In fact, he was counted three steps at a time. Although this kid's martial arts moves are not as good as Ling Xiaoxiao, he has rich combat experience and looks panicked, but he has always protected important parts well."

"Although Ling Xiaoxiao's sword skills are so advanced, he is not able to adapt. Du Ruo has figured out the way, but she still has no idea about Du Ruo. As long as Du Ruo takes action, he will definitely come to Ling Xiaoxiao's shortcomings, and Ling Xiaoxiao will..."

At this moment, a "sniff" sounded softly.

In the field, Ling Xiaoxiao stabbed out with a sword and penetrated into the stone wall.
Chapter completed!