Chang Sihao wondered: "He used an old bamboo umbrella, so how did he cut off Biyun Monk's arm?"

Qin Juexiang said: "I didn't know it at first, but I realized it later. Almost everyone present was stunned, and most people didn't see it clearly. Some people were frightened, some were surprised, and some were envious. Bi

Monk Yun had a wide circle of friends, and several of his friends who were swordsmen were also there at the time. In honor of Alliance Leader Zheng, they did not have an attack. After rescuing Monk Biyun, they followed the rules and went on stage to compete with Xiao Jin Shiyue, but inside

He was determined to kill and was merciless in his attacks. It was not like he was trying to learn swordsmanship at all. Xiao Jin Shiyue was also ruthless and his attacks were red. Almost none of the best swordsmen could reach ten levels under his hands.

Counting them, the minor ones were broken limbs and the most serious ones were death. The more people he killed and injured, the calmer his face became, and he didn't even blink when the blood splashed around his eyes."

"The sword trial meeting has been stipulated long ago. The swords have no eyes, and everyone accepts their fate on the stage if they are injured or dead. Leader Kuang Zheng and the ten great swordsmen of the Nine Swords a Day, as well as the three chiefs of the Hundred Swords Alliance, and dozens of swordsmen escorted

When we are in a good position, no one dares to make mistakes.

After the day's sword showdown, the warriors from the Hundred Swords Alliance cleaned the table, and blood flowed across the table. You could smell the bloody smell from a distance. My father said that Xiao Jinshiyue was too crazy, and I'm afraid if he continues like this

It will hurt more people's lives. If this is not possible, we can go on stage tomorrow and intercept him. Don't think that my father is talking nonsense. In fact, most of the affairs in the family are decided by my uncle. My father has been focusing on martial arts for more than thirty years. In fact,

With Dacheng, his strength was even higher than my grandfather's peak state when he was young. He said that he could intercept Xiao Jin Shiyue, so he could do it. My grandfather nodded at that time, and it seemed that he also thought that my father could handle it.

Come.

The next day, Xiao Jinshiyue came on stage and killed several swordsmen in a row. My father went up and made his first move. Xiao Jinshiyue did not dodge or dodge. He just opened his bamboo umbrella and threw it forward.

His body turned into a ball of white shadow, and the bamboo umbrella flew towards his father in a circle. Just when the edge was about to hit him, it suddenly turned around and went around. Xiao Jin Shiyue didn't know how at that time.

When he reached behind his father, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing through his body. He made this move so fast that he almost rushed to the stage. He only stopped at the edge of the stage after a hard effort.

The old yellowed bamboo umbrella flew back and fell back into his grasp. At this time, everyone could see clearly that Xiao Jin Shiyue was holding the old bamboo umbrella in his right hand, but there was a sword in his left hand.

The sword was narrow, slender and long, completely black, with ancient patterns engraved on it. It didn't reflect any light when the sun shined on it. His eyes were a little strange, as if there was disdain, and he slowly inserted the sword back into the sword.

The end of the bamboo umbrella turned out to be the handle of the black sword. He used this sword to kill all his previous murders, but he retracted the sword too quickly, and with the black sleeves covering his eyes, there was no one at all.

I could see his sword. At that time, my father was still standing upright on the stage, motionless. I shouted from under the stage: "Dad! Go hit him!" Dad didn't say a word, but suddenly there was a scratch on his neck.

There was a horizontal line, and there was blood, like soy milk grinded on the edge of a millstone, overflowing in a circle, and then his head jumped up suddenly, and his broken neck spurted blood, hissing, and his head

It was sprayed with blood."

Chang Sihao saw that his eyes were a little straight, as if the scene was right in front of him, so he did not dare to be alarmed and listened quietly to his continued memories: "No one in the audience said a word at that time. The sun was bright and bright, and the sun was shining brightly.

My scalp was itching, and in my ears I could only hear the sound of the wind blowing the corners of Xiao Jin Shiyue's clothes. Suddenly, someone shouted: 'Qiongqi! He uses the Qiongqi sword!'"

"The ice river cuts into the sea, and the orioles complain about Qiongqi. The Qiongqi sword is one of the four famous swords. It is naturally the treasure coveted by martial arts people. There was an uproar in the venue. Xiao Jin Shiyue's sword was retracted as soon as it was released, so that no one could catch his shadow.

, probably because he was afraid of being exposed and causing a lot of trouble. His martial arts skills were so good that he didn’t care how many people came to seize the sword, but there were always people coming to cause trouble. It was annoying to have his life go by without stopping. The blow he used to kill my father was

He used all his strength, otherwise he would have had room to retract his sword and would not have almost rushed off the stage. It can be seen that he had reached the extreme speed at that time. Maybe he saw my father's move and knew how powerful it was, so he took the killer by surprise.

.My grandfather always said that when top masters fight against each other, although each master has different mental techniques and moves, when they reach the top, the avenues are unified, and the human body has its limits. In fact, when you reach the highest level, everyone is not far apart. Such masters are similar.

Fighting is based on the experience of facing the enemy, the mentality and the change of tactics. One move is often fatal. If you continue to fight like this with hundreds of moves, you are not a master, but a stupid person. A master can tell the difference with just a few moves. What can he do if he fights with persistence?

What does it look like?

I was in a daze at the time. I saw my father’s head fall off and didn’t realize that he was dead from then on. I was still looking straight at the stage, hoping that my father would continue to fight with him, but suddenly I was covered by someone’s hands.

Closing my eyes, I struggled and shouted something. Grandpa said, "Menghuan, let him go and let him watch." The fourth aunt let me go. I saw two burly warriors go up and hold him.

The body of my father standing there was laid flat and carried down. Another warrior held my father's head. They put their heads and bodies together under the stage, side by side with those who were killed by Xiao Jin Shiyue.

The sword test meeting was still going on, but no one came on stage again. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the yellowed old bamboo umbrella in Xiao Jin Shiyue's hand. The venue was very quiet. I saw my father lying there, and suddenly

Realizing that he was dead, a few tendons were twitching in my head. I shouted like crazy, but I couldn't hear what I was shouting. I only remembered that my voice was echoing throughout the venue.

My grandfather was a great swordsman of the older generation. Being invited to participate in the grand event, it was inconvenient for him to start a fight with someone who was a generation away from him. Furthermore, if he came on stage at that time, he would be suspected of taking revenge. The sword trial meeting became a vendetta ground, and there was chaos.

Alliance leader Zheng is also in a dilemma. Everyone can see that Xiao Jinshiyue came here for fame. The Xiao family has been in decline for many years since the war with the Tang clan. He chose to stand out in the sword test meeting, so he can be re-emphasized.

In order to show his prestige, Alliance Leader Zheng later discussed with several great swordsmen in the alliance and granted Xiao Jin ten months to study in the sword training hall for three months, in order to transform his evil and violent energy with the righteousness of swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, he refused, so

As a result, his reputation has become even higher."

Chang Sihao thought to himself: "I heard from the warriors of the Hundred Sword Alliance in Wu Zetian Temple that it was because Alliance Leader Zheng loved talents that Xiao Jinshiyue joined the association to study. Qin Juexiang said that the reason was different. Although Qin Langchuan said

It is inconvenient to fight with the younger generation, but actually he is worried that the Qin family will not make any mistakes, right? Qin Mo can only survive one round under Xiao Jin's Elephant Moon Sword. Qin Langchuan is old, and no matter how high his martial arts skills are, he may not be able to withstand the enemy. Martial Arts

There are so many different opinions among people, and when different people tell the same thing, there are such huge differences, it’s really confusing and you don’t know who to believe.”

Seeing his gloomy expression, Qin Juexiang persuaded him: "Brother-in-law, Xiao Jin Shiyue is very powerful, but he always has an expressionless face and is as calm as a corpse. How can he be as lively as you? Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes.

, that hero doesn’t have a fat head or a lump of wood. Just because my sister has him in her heart, it doesn’t necessarily mean she doesn’t have you in her heart. Besides, besides, you already... Hehe, you actually have the upper hand. There’s really no need to worry. Grandpa likes you now, uncle.

Not to mention, the fourth aunt is very polite to you. The second aunt and the third aunt are marrying far away from the Tang family, so you don’t have to worry about it. Plus, with my support, brother, are you afraid that you won’t be able to marry my sister?”

Chang Sihao smiled bitterly: "Getting a wife is completely different from getting a heart. What's the use of having a body and a heart. Whether she likes me or not is entirely up to her and has nothing to do with others." Qin Juexiang seemed to have heard something the most popular in the world.

Weird things: "When did our Ming Dynasty become the same as those Tatars from other countries? When two people are together, do they have to worry about whether they like it or not? With the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, even if you marry a carrying pole, you have to hold it

Let’s go.” Chang Sihao smiled and said, “You are young, but you know a lot!”

Qin Juexiang said: "Uncle, the more they blame me for not practicing martial arts well and liking to do miscellaneous things, so I just go against them. Since I recognize you as my brother, I will not hide it from you. In fact, the maids around me have

There are a lot of used ones. You don’t need to take women too seriously. What’s the point of love? If you don’t care about it, what’s the use?” There was a maid next to him, and Chang Sihao looked a little embarrassed.

"How old are you to have done this?" Qin Juexiang smiled: "You are twelve years old, but you are only thirteen years old. Do you think that your martial arts training is in vain? There is a beauty in it. Haha." He said to the two on the side.

The maid looked over and saw that the second maid's face was red with embarrassment. It was obvious that she had become a good match with him. They were both fifteen or sixteen years old. They felt quite ashamed to hear Qin Juexiang talk about this matter with others carelessly.

Chang Sihao shook his head: "Although I don't know much about feelings, I know that two people together shouldn't be like that. It's even worse for you to treat these maids as playthings."

Qin Juexiang said: "A man who travels all over the world, how can he let a woman hold him back? If you say that again, my brother will laugh at you." After hearing what he said, Chang Sihao could only shake his head and smile bitterly. Let the two of them use it.

During breakfast, Qin Juexiang suggested: "Brother-in-law, I have made a lot of gadgets, and some of the big ones are placed downstairs. How about I take you to have a look?"

Chang Sihao was in a state of youthful excitement and became interested in those exquisite gadgets he made, and asked: "Well, the things you made are very interesting, but I wonder what this big guy is?" Qin Juexiang smiled: "You saw it.

You know, how can you let your brother-in-law appreciate something you can't get?" Chang Sihao smiled and said: "Okay, but as for the title, you'd better call me big brother." Qin Juexiang squinted and smiled: "He's quite a big man.

, but shy." The two went downstairs side by side. On the left side of the first floor was the residence of the maids, and on the right was the warehouse where Qin Juexiang kept things. At this time, the maids were wiping and cleaning everywhere, and the windows were open for ventilation. Chang Sihao saw the warehouse

There was something covered with canvas, and a corner was vaguely exposed underneath. It looked like a black wooden frame with a wheel and a huge cone-shaped object. Just as I was curious, a maid suddenly ran over and said: "Uncle Sun, old master.
Chapter completed!