Martial Arts: 10,000 times return, accept Xiaolongnu as apprentice at the beginning

He was dressed in a white robe as white as snow, with long hair falling like a waterfall, completely different from the dejected and haggard look he had yesterday.

Now he is full of energy, looks elegant and handsome, and his eyes are as bright as the cold stars in the autumn night. It seems that he has returned to the elegant and unrestrained days of Li Tanhua ten years ago when he was roaming the world.

"Li Xunhuan, nice to meet you all."

As soon as the three words "Li Xunhuan" came out, it was like a loud thunderclap, shocking everyone.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Although Xiao Li Tanhua has retired from the martial arts world for ten years, the legend of his stunning swordplay is still circulating during these ten years.

"What!? It's actually Xiao Li Tanhua!"

"Oh my god, Xiao Li Feidao is back in action!?"

"What is the relationship between Li Xunhuan and this Taoist priest? Why do we have to stand up for him?!"

Just as everyone was talking about it.

Li Xunhuan suddenly looked at Su Liu, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

The next moment, under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, he actually bowed and saluted to Su Liu, saying, "Li Xun Huan greets the headmaster."

This bow was like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake.

Stir up thousands of waves!

"Oh my god, what's going on?!"

"Little Li Tanhua... is he teaching that Taoist master!?"

"Could it be that these two are from the same faction? That shouldn't be the case..."

The originally silent scene suddenly exploded and there was a loud noise.

Looking at Li Xunhuan who was bowing to him, Su Liu smiled bitterly and said helplessly:

"Brother Li, why are you so polite? I have already said that this so-called guest elder is just an empty title. You and I are still friends."

Li Xun Huan straightened up with a smile and said loudly: "Let's put things in perspective. You and I are both friends and teachers."

After saying that, he turned around, glanced at the hundreds of martial artists, and said with a smile:

"You should have heard it clearly just now, right?"

"It doesn't matter if you didn't hear it clearly. Li can say it again."

"Brother Su is not only my friend, Li Xunhuan, but also a gentleman whom I respect very much. If anyone wants to cause trouble for him, why not ask the flying knife in Li's hand!"

Chapter 88: Thunder Sword, unsheathed! (Subscribe 15/15)

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Li Xunhuan's tone was very calm, as if he was just talking about a very ordinary little thing.

But to the ears of the martial artists, his words were like a thunderclap in a clear sky.

There was a sudden bang in the head and everything exploded.

The same expression was seen on every different face.

Unbelievable.

Although this had been anticipated before.

But when they received Li Xunhuan's firm and undoubted confirmation again, everyone was still deeply moved.

Although Xiao Li Tanhua has not appeared in the world for ten years, his legend is still circulating in the world.

"Xiao Li's divine sword is the best in the world, and every strike of his sword never misses its target!"

It has to be said that the reputation of Xiao Li Feidao still has an immediate effect.

The moment Li Xunhuan revealed his identity, the originally dense crowd unconsciously took several steps back, subconsciously trying to escape.

After all, the legend of a sword that could kill people with just one strike has been circulating in the martial arts world for more than ten years.

No one dared to gamble his own life on the magical sword that amazed the world.

At the same time as they were terrified, everyone present couldn't help but feel a strong sense of curiosity.

Xiao Li, the third person in the Ming Dynasty Weapon List who was famous all over the world and had retired from the martial arts world for a long time, is now standing up for an unknown mysterious Taoist priest and is willing to offend a number of well-known forces in the martial arts world.

The reasons behind this are really intriguing.

Also, just now Li Tanhua called the Taoist priest the "Master", what is the connection between the two?

All these questions not only came to the minds of others, but also to the two disciples Qu Feiyan and Lin Pingzhi, who couldn't help but feel curious and wanted to know how their master could be admired so much by the famous Li Tanhua.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Su Liu.

Yue Buqun and others were eager to know who this Taoist priest in white was.

"Well, Li Tanhua's reputation is indeed impressive. I argued with these bastards for a long time, but they are still not as good as your little flying knife."

Su Liu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Li Xunhuan with a smile.

The latter touched his nose awkwardly and smiled bitterly:

"Brother Su, please don't make fun of me. I'm afraid my mediocre skills are not even enough for you to beat me with one hand."

"If you had revealed your identity just now, I don't believe anyone here would dare to talk to you any more."

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

Before everyone could recover from the shock, they were met with an even greater shock.

They went from being dumbfounded to being stunned. They were speechless and just stood there in a daze.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan smiled slightly, his eyes fell on Qu Feiyan who was eager to try, and he couldn't help but asked with a smile:

"Little girl, you should know your master's name, right?"

Qu Feiyan nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"knew!"

"Haha, your master doesn't like to show off in front of others. Next time if this happens again, just tell him his name, and I guarantee that these scoundrels won't dare to act rashly."

Li Xunhuan glanced at Su Liu and couldn't help laughing.

Hearing this, Qu Feiyan was overjoyed, smiling with curved eyebrows, looking at Su Liu, and said loudly: "Sir, is it okay?"

Su Liu was somewhat helpless, but looking at the expectant little girl, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only chuckle and say:

"It's up to you. It's just that the title of master may not be as useful as you think."

"How is that possible? Sir, you really underestimate your reputation!"

After saying that, Qu Feiyan cleared his throat, looked at everyone present with a proud look on his face, looked down upon them, put his hands on his waist, and said proudly:

"Humph, listen to me carefully!"

"My master is just a low-key person who doesn't like to show off. If his name were to be known, it would be enough to scare the hell out of you!"

"Listen carefully, my master's surname is Su and his name is Liu. His Taoist name is Changsheng. He is the head of Zixiao Palace and is known as the Evil Sword Immortal in the martial arts world!"

At the beginning, some martial artists present had a hint of ridicule on their faces.

But after hearing the last three words.

Suddenly, heaven and earth fell silent.

Everyone's expressions froze.

Su Liu.

Evil Sword Immortal Su Liu.

These few words, like the sound of a huge bell, buzzed in everyone's ears, making their eardrums buzz and their minds become chaotic.

In the past three months, if you were to ask who is the most powerful, who is the most imposing, and who has the most famous name in the martial arts world?

If you ask a hundred people, I'm afraid that all of them will answer the Evil Sword Immortal Su Liu.

The reason is simple, just because of what this person did.

It is so overbearing and so bizarre that it sounds like a myth.

If it wasn't described by the person involved himself, I'm afraid more than 90% of the people in the world wouldn't believe this legend that seems almost like a fairy tale.

With one man and one sword, he worshipped Mount Zhongnan, broke the Tiangang Big Dipper with his sword, and crushed the Seven Sons of Quanzhen.

In the end, he defeated Wang Chongyang with three moves with his unparalleled power and won the Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain.

Any single one of these deeds is enough to make a person famous.

But this person did it all!

Even the monthly review by Jianghu Baixiaosheng described him as "like a god or a demon, mysterious and unpredictable, no one knows where he came from, maybe he is a banished immortal from heaven!"

The name of the Evil Sword Immortal Su Liu had long since spread throughout the martial arts world due to the great deeds he had done.

His current fame is probably more famous than Lu Xiaofeng and Li Xunhuan combined.

It’s just that Su Liu himself hasn’t adapted yet.

At this moment, the whole place was silent and fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was dumbfounded and stared at Su Liu in a daze, feeling dizzy.

After a brief silence, there was a loud noise of horror and fear.

"Sulu!?"

"He is the Evil Sword Immortal Su Liu!!!"

"It's over. I should have known not to wade into this mess. This guy is a living hell!"

Even Yue Buqun, who was usually steady, secretly thought that something was wrong and his face changed drastically.

"Damn it, why did this evil star come to Daming? Didn't he establish his own lineage in Zhongnan Mountain?"

For a moment, Junzi Jian, who was always very wise, was at a loss as to what to do.

A master who can rival a grandmaster is really hard to provoke. Even if we have more people on our side, we have almost no chance of winning.

But Yue Buqun changed his mind.

"If I give in now, won't my name as Gentleman Sword become a laughing stock in the martial arts world?"

"No, absolutely not like this!"

Yue Buqun took a deep breath, his brain working rapidly, and he was secretly calculating in his mind.

“Although this guy has fought with Wang Chongyang, it was a duel at that time, and the winner was determined by three moves. He may not really have the strength to fight against a grandmaster.”

"The strength of the Seven Quanzhen disciples is comparable to mine. If I take action with everyone, I may not be powerless!"

Thinking of this, his eyes flashed, he took a step forward and said loudly:

"So it was Brother Su who was in person. No wonder you were so domineering and fierce. But even if you are a master of martial arts, you can't hurt others recklessly. Although Yue's martial arts are far inferior to yours, I have no choice but to do my duty!"

"If you still want to kill Qingcheng Sect, then you should first ask the Gentleman Sword in my hand!"

These words were spoken with righteousness and sternness.

The great and righteous spirit soars into the sky.

There were quite a few people in the crowd who were inspired by Yue Buqun's righteous spirit. More than a hundred people shouted:

"Master Yue is unparalleled in benevolence and righteousness!"

"The name of the Gentleman Sword is indeed well-deserved!"

"We are willing to join Master Yue. We have no choice but to follow the Tao!"

Not to mention others, even Li Xunhuan couldn't help but frown in surprise.

This famous gentleman sword seems to really live up to its reputation.

Su Liu, who has a God's perspective, naturally knows what kind of person Yue Buqun, the hypocrite, is.

He stood with his hands behind his back, sneered, and said arrogantly: "What a gentleman sword! Since you want to be a gentleman, I will help you."

Su Liu's eyes were cold and sharp, like a sword, staring at everyone present, and he said proudly: