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Chapter 399 Hong Luo Yu, Left and Right Jumping on the Edge of Death! (12)

There are tens of thousands of men who practice swords in the world, and each of them has their own skills.

If you want to compete, you have to fight first. From the beginning to the end, you can count about ten kinds of sword skills in a row from the beginning to the end. Can't come out and go up and down.

Each has its own merits, each has its own good method.

But no matter what kind of arrangement it is, a Taoist who doesn't care about these things while watching the clouds and lying on the snow on Wudang Mountain will definitely not be able to escape the five fingers.

When others play swords, at most they seek the speed of thunder, and the power of thunder. If they can really use swordsmanship to attract thunder from the sky to strike people, this is the only one in the world, and there is no other colony.

The top of Wudang Mountain is called Tianzhu, on which there is a bronze gilt hall.

The Golden Roof Hall was cast by the emperors from the middle of the capital. It was transported from the canal through Nanjing to the foot of Wudang Mountain by the Yangtze River, and 500 people were used as labor labor to transport it to Tianzhu Peak for assembly.

Every summer and autumn when there is a thunderstorm, there will be thunder rolling from the golden-roofed hall, which is called the hall built with thunder and fire. The sound vibrates and can be heard for dozens of miles.

Only in this place that can induce Tianlei to refine, can such a swordsmanship be born.

The ancient Taoist looked at Wang Anfeng with his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile.

Mr. Ying seemed too lazy to talk to him, said something casually, turned around and left, and disappeared with one step.

Hong Luoyu smacked his mouth, looked at the ancient Taoist and Wang Anfeng over here, and at Mr. Ying who had disappeared over there, sighed, and said:
"Come on, let's go, this character is gone, and I don't have to watch the show."

"Little lunatic, you should learn from this miscellaneous hair."

"His swordsmanship is one of the best in the Jianghu."

When the three words were spoken, Hong Luoyu was still lazily lying on the horse's back.

When the last word landed, he was no longer on the horse.

The red skinny horse didn't realize that something was missing from its back until now, it jumped up neighing and looked around, screaming shrilly, and its eyes were full of panic.

Yuan Ci raised his hand and rubbed Wang Anfeng's black hair, whispered softly, and said:

"Good student..."

Then he turned around and left this inexplicably extra flat ground with Wu Changqing. In just a short moment, only Wang Anfeng and the young Taoist priest who called himself an ancient Taoist were left in this place.

The Taoist withdrew his gaze, squinted his eyes, and landed on Wang Anfeng's face. He looked up and down, and said in a gentle voice:
"What's your name? Child..."

Wang Anfeng hesitated for a while, raised his hands and cupped his fists, and said:

"younger generation……"

"Wang Anfeng."

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The top of the lonely peak.

The scribe in green shirt sat lazily on his bamboo chair, and there was a pot of brewed fragrant tea on the stone table next to him. ahead.

There was a dead silence on the top of this lonely mountain.

There was a sudden ripple in his eyes, he bent the fingers of his right hand, tapped lightly on the back of the chair, and said indifferently:
"You have the guts to come here now."

There is no one on this lonely peak except him.

After a moment of silence, there was a helpless sigh. On the originally empty isolated peak, there was an extra person. Although he had no hands and feet, he was hanging in mid-air strangely. A face was full of dissatisfaction at this time, and he let out a bah sound. , spat out the straw in his mouth, and said indignantly:
"If it was in the past, you would never notice me!"

"I beep beep—"

"Why did you, an old boy, have that kind of ability? I don't accept it!"

Mr. Ying frowned, with a lot of irritability in his heart, but still restrained, he just said indifferently:
"Are you here to find something?"

Hong Luoyu raised his eyebrows, the chattering voice came to an abrupt end, he looked at the green-clothed scribe who was standing up a little over there, chuckled lightly, leaned back as if in the air, and said slowly:

"Do not……"

"I just came over to take a look when I had nothing to do, to see some coward."

"That's all."

Hong Luoyu looked at Mr. Ying with a smile in his eyes.

There was a hint of violence in the eyes of the scribe, he snorted coldly, and disappeared on the original bamboo chair in a blink of an eye, and at the same time, a person appeared behind Hong Luoyu, holding a bamboo scroll in one hand, lying behind his back, and five fingers in the other hand Slightly open, leaning forward, its momentum is thick and upright, like the sky will fall.

With Hong Luoyu's body skills, he didn't even try to hide. The young man didn't bother to turn his head back. His previously slightly raised eyebrows became a little distant, his clothes fluttered, and he said lightly:

"Why, you can't even talk about it?"

"Sure enough, a coward."

The palm that was almost stuck on Hong Luoyu's neck stopped.

The green-clothed scribe stood behind him, and after a long silence, he spoke hoarsely, saying:
"You do not understand."

Hong Luoyu chuckled twice, and said leisurely:
"not understand?"

"I don't understand."

"Or you don't want to understand?"

At the moment when this sentence fell, the state of mind collapsed into a huge wave of thousands of weights, but in the next moment, it was completely suppressed by the indestructible state of mind, and the ancient well without waves that should have been restored.

Mr. Ying withdrew his palm, flicked his sleeves, flicked the hem of his clothes, and said indifferently:
"The godly thief follows Zhuang Zhou's way, seeking to be at ease."

"Hong Luoyu, when did you learn the sophistry of famous masters? It's rare."

Hong Luoyu raised his eyebrows, sneered, and said:
"Talk about him from left to right."

"ridiculous."

Mr. Ying narrowed his eyes slightly, but he only regarded it as the wind blowing on the water, and even the slightest ripples were suppressed by himself, unable to shake his mood as before, turned indifferently, and walked towards the bamboo chair. go.

The world is so big, as long as that face does not appear in front of him.

Then there is almost no existence that can make even the slightest hesitation in his heart.

But the ripples appeared after all.

So after all, he never flew up into the sky with a shock of his sleeves like in the past, flew a dozen or so times, and then landed on the ground dizzy.

Hong Luoyu chuckled, turned around, and turned his back to Mr. Ying, and almost the moment he turned around, the indifferent expression on that face instantly became distorted——

His mouth was grinning in a strange shape, his complexion was pale, and his eyes were wide open, like a drowning man who just climbed up to the shore along a thin straw. If he had hands, he must have been caressing his chest constantly. To calm the beating heart that is too violent to ignore.

Damn, it's so dangerous, so dangerous, so dangerous...

Hong Luoyu's eyes were filled with horror, and his breathing was short of breath.

He almost wanted to yell out.

It's so damn dangerous that I won't wake up again!
Damn Xipi, the tail of a tiger is really untouchable...

He restrained his breathing and heartbeat with internal force, pretended not to care, and left slowly.

But soon, the horror in Hong Luoyu's eyes turned into a complacent expression, thinking in his mind, after being able to make the leader of the Dragon Dao so angry that year, he retreated without losing a single hair Yes, it's just me, right?

It's worth waking up!
Although I don't know if there is no one who comes after, but I am determined that there is no one before.

can.

If I can meet those friends in the future, there will be a lot more things to brag about and drink. This time, scaring is not bad, not bad...

Yuan Ci and Wu Changqing never performed lightness kung fu like Mr. Ying, they just walked on two feet all the way, and only now they walked on this lonely peak.

Facing him was Hong Luoyu, who was pale but had an exaggerated and smug smile. He floated in the air and walked out, shocking the elderly Wu Changqing, who almost thought he had hit a ghost.

When he had recovered his composure and saw the identity of the visitor clearly, he was a little dumbfounded. The old man raised his hand and stroked his white beard, and said helplessly:

"Luo Yu, what's wrong with you?"

"Continuously laughing strangely, it looks so creepy, why, who did you take advantage of today?"

The smile on Hong Luoyu's face froze slightly.

There was almost no need to look back, only relying on the flow of Qi on this lonely peak, he had already 'seen' that the green-clothed scribe who seemed to be obsessed with the content of the book slowly raised his eyes, and it seemed that the sky and the earth darkened in an instant. Two rays of light that seemed to be real locked themselves together.

Hong Luoyu shuddered and said with a dry smile:
"Hahaha, nothing, what are you laughing at?"

"Old medicine pot, you have taken too much medicine, your old eyes are dim, you must have misread it, hahaha..."

Wu Changqing was a little puzzled and said:
"But you just realized..."

"Let's not talk anymore, I want to see the little lunatic learn sword with that ancient Taoist..."

As soon as the voice came out, Hong Luoyu noticed that the chill on the Gufeng bamboo chair suddenly rose a little bit, and he trembled in his heart. He felt that he had said something wrong, and wished to raise his hand to slap himself, but at this moment It's just a delusion.

He grinned, didn't say any more, and went straight to the back mountain with his lightness kung fu.

But just jumped up, the wind that was like arms and fingers, turning at will, is no longer obedient, as if it has been frozen into amber, and Shenhong Luoyu himself is like an insect frozen in amber, frozen in the air, Can't move.

On the lonely peak, Mr. Ying raised his eyes lazily.

With slender fingers on his right hand, he tapped lightly on the armrest of the bamboo chair, and looked up at Hong Luoyu.

On the handsome face, there is a chill, and the voice is rarely gentle.

"What a thief..."

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In the mountain and bamboo forest behind Shaolin Temple.

There is not only a large flat ground and a large green bamboo forest inexplicably, but also several bamboo houses in this bamboo forest, forming a small courtyard surrounded by green bamboo.

The white-haired Taoist priest who claimed to be an ancient Taoist sat beside the stone table, his brows were slightly raised, and his face was slightly surprised. He looked at Wang Anfeng and said:

"what did you just say?"

Wang Anfeng was neither humble nor overbearing, and said:
"The junior said that the junior does not want to learn the sword of the Taoist priest."

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