Guo Shuronghua smiled slightly, but did not look back, calling out: "Sigh,,"

Kang Huai responded when he heard the sound: "Here," he spread his figure and jumped to the center of the beach.

At this moment, Chang Sihao and Juhao Pavilion were both stunned. Kang Huai ranked last among the four major stars. This second game was the key. Whether it was sent to Cao Xiangfei, Lu Liang, or Zeng Shiquan, it was not his turn.

Guo Shuronghua covered her clothes and said with a leisurely smile: "Old Swordsman Yan is your master, and Old Swordsman You is your elder. The two old men will not fight with you, the juniors. If you end up later, whether it is the Shuangjun or the Four Emperors, you will take this opportunity to learn from them."

Only then did Chang Sihao understand his intention: "Zhu Qing and Jiang Wan were injured. The Four Emperors are not Kang Huai's opponents. If you use words to snatch the two old swordsmen, you will definitely win this game again." Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel anxious. Just as I was about to make a statement and replace Kang Huai, I heard someone in the Juhao Pavilion say: "Master, please allow the disciples to fight,"

The man who spoke was wearing a sea blue painting robe, which was the disciple of You Shengxian who brought the surname He.

Chang Sihao remembered that Guo Shuronghua mentioned the names of the four major disciples of the Old Swordsman You. This man’s surname is He, so naturally the third disciple He Xi. He thought that this man was Jiang Wan’s senior brother, and his martial arts skills may be higher than that of the Four Emperors, but he didn’t know how much he was compared to Kang Huai. Seeing that Hu Feng was defeated so miserably just now, he was very worried about He Xi.

While hesitating, You Shengxian nodded: "Mengji, be careful,"

He Xi bowed and bowed: "As for the order," he slowly concentrated his mind and walked forward. At this moment, with a muffled roar, a man suddenly rose up next to him and snatched him in front of him. He saw this man brows burning fire, his nose was like a lion, and his gold in his hand held the tiger's plate and dragon tip and pointed at Kang Huai, saying, "Kang Xiaoba, you sell yourself to the East Factory and help the tiger eat. Unfortunately, God has no eyes and didn't kill you. Today I will clean up the portal on behalf of the teacher and take your dog's life."

Kang Huai saw that Long Boshu was coming forward, and hurriedly bowed: "Senior Brother," Long Boshu laughed so much, and his head tilted: "Ha, Master Kang, who are you calling? How dare you behave like this?" Kang Huai glanced at Yan Lingyun and lowered his head and said: "In Xiaoba's heart, Master is always the master, and the senior brother is always the senior brother," "Stop," Long Boshu said angrily: "I just hate that I owe my hands, I shouldn't pick you up, which made my master useless. If I had known today, I would have swung you on the tree and threw you to death. Don't say so much nonsense, take action, let me hold the gold of the tiger and the dragon's tip, and then I will meet your Qingfeng Hundred Refining Dragon Scroll,"

Kang Huai slapped on one knee and said in a stern voice: "How dare Xiao Ba fight with his senior brother? He also asked his senior brother to go back and fight for someone else," Long Boshu smiled and said: "Haha, what's the point of pretending to be hypocritical now? Whether in the East Factory or by the river, you will hide from me when you start to fight. If Cao Xiangfei, Lu Liang or Zeng Shiquan beat me to death, you will have a clear conscience. Humph, don't do this, today you will either die or I will die," as he said that, the pen dragon's tip raised, slammed his head and smashed it down.

Kang Huai's knees tilted, his body slanted five feet away. Just as he was about to stand up, he had swept his waist again. He quickly drew his sword to block it. With a "clang" sound, the dragon head at the end of the pen dragon's tip was hitting the blade, and sparks suddenly flashed.

Chang Sihao looked at Long Boshu from afar, and saw Long Boshu storm, dancing like a storm, Kang Huai dodged left and right, blocking and parrying with ease, and knew that there was a gap in his skills between the two sides. Besides, Long Boshu was older and his physical strength was not enough, so he was afraid that the prospect of this game would not be optimistic. Looking at Guo Shuronghua looked at the battlefield, smiling as usual, and looking as if he was sure to win, he felt even more at ease. But he couldn't think of any good way. He only heard Long Boshu shouting during the fight, "For Why don't you use this official sword to perfunctorily use this official sword to perfunctorily deal with me?" Kang Huai couldn't help but block and retreat, and said sadly in the sound of metal attacks: "My master was walking around the world, traveling all over the world, Qilian killed the five ghosts, Kunlun swept the six demons, and bravely broke into the inside, relying on this tip and a rope. If I let them bump together, would it be considered a person?" Long Boshu cursed with anger: "Assuming, your sword hits my dragon's tip, would you respect me?"

Kang Huai was stunned when he heard the attack, and felt that his hand was numb and his single sword had been knocked to the sky. When he was shocked, he saw the sound of a wind hanging on the tip of the dragon, sweeping straight towards his neck.

The dragon tip was wrapped with several deer tendons soaked in tung oil, containing a golden silk dragon bone. It is good at avoiding swords and axes, and has both soft and hardness. He is a person who is used to using soft soldiers. His senior brother, who is used to feeding tricks, naturally knew how to break. Seeing that it was too late to hide, he did not retreat but advanced, and he greeted him forward, raised his left arm to block the middle and back section of the dragon tip. The tip immediately bent and was unable to hurt people. He rolled in and opened his right palm and five fingers to the dragon tree's chest.

Long Boshu was very familiar with his method of breaking, and had a palm that came out in his chest.

If you follow the skill, Long Boshu's palm will be defeated. However, Kang Huai's move was just a habitual reaction. When he reached the middle of the palm, he suddenly remembered that he was a senior brother on the other side. He immediately put away his strength by 50% or 60% of it. He couldn't help but slap his palms in the slanting thorn, and intersected the side edge of the two of them. He heard a "bang," and hit the two of them as if they were thrown and flew backwards.

The visitor fell to the ground with his feet, dressed in black, his face and dates look like a carved one, which was Yan Lingyun, a great sword of Xiliang.

Kang Huai and Long Boshu each flew three feet away and landed on the edge of the river beach. Long Boshu's body shook, pointed backwards, bent to support his body. Kang Huai's knees softened, and he pointed his legs at the ground, making a "whip" sound from his mouth, obviously blood surged. He knew that the blood was spitting out, so he held his eyes hard, and swallowed it back.

Yan Lingyun looked sideways and knew that he had retracted his strength in the middle, but he estimated his ten successful forces and attacked him. This palm was hit hard, and he said slowly: "Great, do you still remember why I gave you this name?"

Kang Huai lowered his head and said with tears in his eyes: "Remember, you once said, "Those who miss me are missing me, and those who have never done it, and those who have never done it are hard to live. Master wants his disciples to not hold grudges and leave me. He should cherish this rare life. He should taste it, see it, and have never done it. He should try it, and it is not in vain to come to this world."

Yan Lingyun nodded: "Just remember, people have to fulfill themselves. In the heart of Master, you are always the child who crawled around the ground and called "Aba, Aba" in his mouth. Master has fulfilled his responsibilities. As for when he grows up, everyone has his own life. Virtue must be accumulated and evil will be done by themselves. Whether to be a chivalrous or arson, or to kill and set fire, it depends on your own choice. Master doesn't care, just go,"

"yes,"

Kang Huai understood that Yan Lingyun called himself "Master", and even recognized him as his apprentice. He kowtowed four times in tears, stood up and bowed his head and retreated to Guo Shuronghua. Seeing him waved his hand, he retreated to the other three big heads.

Yan Lingyun raised his voice and said, "Governor Guo, this game was not decided by the winner, so what would they do if they tied," he said.

Guo Shuronghua naturally knew his plan, but he didn't care at all. Yingying smiled and said, "Okay," Yan Lingyun said, "If we win in this third game, both sides will win and lose, and it will become a draw. Wouldn't it be a new match? In my opinion, it's better to use this last game to determine the outcome. Winning is victory, and defeat is defeat. This is also enjoyable."

Guo Shuronghua smiled and said, "This proposal is good, just follow the old swordsman,"

Yan Lingyun said, "It's good to be happy. In the last round, my old bones will come out. I will ask the governor to dispatch troops and generals." As he said, he pulled out the sword behind him and pointed it to the ground. Guo Shuronghua's eyes fell and said, "Is this the 'sword in the box'? I heard that the old swordsman quit killing in his later years and occasionally used this sword to play and enjoy it. I wonder if Ronghua is lucky to see its sharpness today."

When Chang Sihao heard this, he knew that he wanted to go out again. He hurriedly redirected his body, jumped in front of him, held his sword and bowed, "Old Swordsman Yan, let's learn one or two from your platform,"

Guo Shuronghua said: "Mr. Marquis, there is no eyebrow in the sword. If you hurt you, how can Ronghua feel at ease?"

Chang Sihao looked forward and made progress and said, "Where did the governor say? My wife was kidnapped. How could Chang Sihao stay out of the matter?" Guo Shuronghua stopped him and said, "If the Marquis is not careful, Ronghua may not be able to explain to the emperor." "Hahahaha," Chang Sihao avoided him and took another step in a diagonal manner: "Chang may not be defeated, and he will explain to him. You don't have to worry about the governor."

"Mr. Marquis,"

Guo Shuronghua stretched out his right hand and grabbed Chang Sihao's left forearm. He saw Chang Sihao turn his head suddenly and look back. His eyes were illuminated. He seemed to be pierced by the sharp edge for a moment. His pink and white nails trembled slightly, and the body temperature touched by his fingertips suddenly turned into the texture of the clothing.

Shaoqing said indifferently: "Be careful,"

Chang Sihao nodded and smiled: "Thank you, Lord Governor," he twisted his body and walked forward, and the hand that cultivated beauty and unity brushed across his sleeves like a withered flower and drooped.

The wind passes through the toes of the boots, and the dust is like smoke. I often stride forward with resolute determination.

Now that things have come, if Yin'er leaves with them, she will lose one of her biggest concerns.

Because there will be a bigger battle in the capital in the next capital. Whether it is facing Mr. Xu, Guo Shuronghua or another potential opponent, it will be too dangerous and difficult to deal with.

The Jian family's ambition is by no means a dream. As long as you take every step, every step is moving forward...

You Shengxian noticed the sword in his hand and said, "Isn't this the 'Ten Miles of Time' for my brother Qiu Tomb?"

Chang Sihao stood still, looked at him through Yan Lingyun, and hugged the sword again and saluted: "Yes, the old swordsman Xu has passed away. Before leaving, he gave me this sword."

You Shengxian nodded, with loneliness in his eyes: "I still remember that when I met in Dongting, I felt like the same thing at first sight. I spent days rafting on the lake, washing the waves, throwing stones and exploring Junshan at night, leaving so many happy memories. My thoughts make people feel moved. Qiu Tomb is a romantic and unrestrained person, but he was willing to keep his loneliness and stayed in the sword cultivation hall for decades. Many sects in the martial arts world have created boxing masters. Disciples can only learn and practice, and the generation is not as good as before. However, under his presidency, the sword cultivation hall has cultivated two generations of great swords. Several masters are not only the pride of the Hundred Sword Alliance, but also a great hero in the entire martial arts world. Alas... I want to push the dream world, I am discouraged and lazy, and I am a useless person. Now, he is a very useful person, but now he is a great man, but God has no eyes, right?"

Yan Lingyun laughed and said, "Everything is born, and people are in it. The human eye is the heavenly eye. But the heaven does not commit evil deeds. Only then can you and I, the swordsman, do the heavenly sword, and do the heavenly way, eliminate violence and keep good deeds. Brother Qiu Tomb is happy and walks openly. He is just one step ahead of you and me. What's the point of regret?"

You Shengxian's eyes were far away and nodded: "That's right,"

Yan Lingyun said: "It's a pity that Brother Qiu Tomb has a hero for a lifetime, but in the end he did something wrong. The surname Chang, you join the government and betray the martial arts world. Not only will you discredit Brother Qiu Tomb, but even Qin Langchuan can't stand it. No matter whether you win or lose, I will decide this girl," said I waved backwards: "Go on the boat,"

When Zhu Qing heard the order, he immediately lifted Qin Ziyin up, twisted his body and jumped onto the long boat, and the remaining warriors in Juhao Pavilion also rushed forward one after another.

The officials in the East Factory gathered their eyes quickly to the governor. Seeing that he was still in motion, they did not dare to attack.

Chang Sihao was secretly happy and said coldly: "Old Swordsman Yan, doing this may not be consistent with your identity," he said.
Chapter completed!