Martial Arts: Invite the Moon to send me undercover Jin Yiwei

The whistling sound of piercing the air suddenly sounded, but the direction was towards Lin Wuyou.

Lin Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly reached out to pick it up.

砰

With a muffled sound, Lin Wuyou's palm holding the painting trembled, and he took a step back, taking off the strength, and took the painting.

"This dear man really never changes after repeated admonitions. How can there be such ignorant people under the lord's command? How can he throw away the things bestowed by the emperor so casually? It's simply an offense to the sage, so be careful to implicate the lord."

Lin Wuyou spoke again, scolded the deadly scholar, and satirized King Ning.

"Appreciating famous paintings is naturally as chic and romantic as that Wei and Jin celebrity, how can we be restrained? It's not convenient here, let's go to the table to see!"

The life-killing scholar frowned slightly, and flipped his wrist after speaking, and the picture of spring trees and autumn frost turned upside down immediately.

Lin Wuyou's wrist also turned along with him, and the internal strength of the two surged on this thin picture scroll.

However, he tried his best to restrain himself, and did not let the picture scroll be shattered immediately.

Moving their feet, the two came to the long table in a blink of an eye, and the previous peacock picture was still there.

Lin Wuyou focused on two things, and with his free left hand, he directly grabbed the peacock figure and flicked it back slightly.

The whole blueprint is like floating catkins, rising slowly.

Seeing this, Mrs. Hua raised her hand, and her internal energy turned into a gust of wind, and directly rolled up the peacock picture and put it in her palm.

Seeing Lin Wuyou's move, the life-destroying scholar had some fear in his eyes.

This kid's martial arts are really not bad!

But today was his first appearance, so he naturally refused to let Lin Wuyou lose face.

"Little brother speaks well, and he must have learned a lot. You and I should appreciate this painting carefully!"

As the life-killing scholar said, the palm holding the painting scroll suddenly dropped.

Lin Wuyou also dropped the scroll.

And the next moment, the deadly scholar raised his sword fingers together, pointed to a part of the drawing, and said with a smile:

"I like this place on the drawing the most. The branch is like a sword's edge, like a sharp sword out of its sheath."

After the words fell, he used his hand as a sword, took two steps sideways, and stabbed directly at Lin Wuyou's shoulder.

At the same time, a little under the foot, a small sword about two inches long protruded from the toe of the shoe.

Kicked Lin Wuyou's calf.

"Although the branches are slightly sharp, they are fragile, not as stable and thick as the trunk!"

Lin Wuyou moved his body to the left to avoid the life-threatening scholar's sword finger.

Sensing that there was danger under his feet, he bent his legs forward and pressed down directly.

Let the life-threatening scholar's knee lean to the left, unable to move, the hidden weapon naturally pierced through the air.

Just like that, the two exchanged moves while chatting, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves were passed.

Li Ge looked at Lin Wuyou with a smile, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

He did not expect that Lin Wuyou's martial arts were so strong.

In the eyes of people without martial arts, the two of them seemed to be pointing at each other to see how the picture scroll was.

But people with martial arts can see that the two sides are fighting with extreme restraint.

Linglingniu and Linglingtu also looked at each other, a little surprised.

They also didn't expect that this Jinyiwei's deputy Qianhu, judging from the aura revealed by him, had obviously reached the late innate stage.

This strength is enough to be promoted to Qianhu.

"Thousands of people have thousands of faces. I can see the sharpness among them, but my little brother doesn't. I'm afraid it's because of a poor level."

And at the table, the life-killing scholar continued to speak, stabbing forward with his left hand, pointing at Lin Wuyou's heart.

"It may also be that Xiongtai's heart is full of murderous intent, what he thinks in his heart, what he sees in his eyes, this state of mind is probably dangerous."

Lin Wuyou replied, turned his right hand forward, and stretched out his dragon claw hand, clasping the opponent's wrist.

As long as he squeezes it, his hand can be destroyed.

But upon seeing this, the life-death scholar shook his palm lightly to avoid the claw, and then turned around to lock his wrist.

But Lin Wuyou's martial arts are not bad, and the dexterity of his hands is far stronger than that of the deadly scholar.

Just when the opponent was about to touch his wrist, he suddenly withdrew his hand and returned, and then continued to counterattack.

"If a man walks in the world, if he has no murderous intent, how can he deter Xiaoxiao?"

Duo Mingshu snorted, seeing that he couldn't take advantage of it, he kept kicking with both feet in a row.

Lin Wuyou didn't panic, he countered one after another with his hands, and moved his feet lightly to dodge at will.

The two of them were at the long table, flashing back and forth non-stop.

King Ning, who was watching the battle, looked at Lin Wuyou, he never thought that this kid could fight the deadly scholar for so long.

You must know that the life-killing scholar is an innate consummation master specially recruited by him. It is said that his swordsmanship can match the master's swordsmanship, and he has also comprehended the meaning of the sword. Now he can't beat this kid.

"When people walk in the world, there is the way of heaven above, and the law of the king below. If everyone is full of murderous intent, wouldn't they not take the court seriously."

Lin Wuyou gave a light drink, and was not interested in continuing to probe with the deadly scholar. With a flip of his left hand, he broke free from the shackles of the deadly scholar, and stamped it with his palm.

0···For flowers··0

The life-killing scholar also had a killing intent, and the sword fingers of his right hand pierced Lin Wuyou's chest.

He didn't believe it, the other party dared to exchange injuries with him.

砰

唰

There was a muffled sound, and a sound pierced through the air.

The life-killing scholar stepped back, his face was a bit ugly, if he could see his shoulder through his clothes at this time, he would find a fiery red palm print on his shoulder.

At this time, in the meridian in his shoulder, he felt like a ball of fire was constantly burning, and the fire entered his body, which was very uncomfortable.

However, the deadly scholar soon turned his gaze to Lin Wuyou's chest.

Although he received a palm, but his sword finger is not easy to bear!

But what he didn't expect was that, looking at it, the clothes on Lin Wuyou's chest were indeed cut open.

But the other party seemed to be fine, there was no trace of blood on the torn clothes.

Judging from his face, he didn't seem to be hurt.

Glancing at the torn clothes in front of him, Lin Wuyou knew that the sword finger just now had indeed passed through his body.

.....................

But his golden bell cover has already been completed, and he can't break his skin this time.

Grab one end of the painting scroll, roll it forward, and the whole painting will be closed immediately.

"Such a famous painting, please keep it carefully, and please keep it well, my lord."

As Lin Wuyou said, he picked up the scroll and threw it directly at Duochuanchang, then walked aside.

The deadly scholar couldn't believe it when he saw this scene.

Could it be that his sword finger didn't hurt him?

But the clothes on his chest were clearly cut, and he should have stabbed him.

Is this kid pretending?

"My lord, Deputy Lin Qianhu is right. Such a famous painting should be treasured carefully. If it is accidentally damaged, I can't afford it!"

At this time, Grand Master Hua stepped forward and spoke.

He gave enough face, so that King Ning could not find a chance to get angry.

King Ning glanced at the deadly scholar, wanting him to continue.

The life-killing scholar shook his head slightly, and stepped back.

Regardless of whether Lin Wuyou was injured or not, he himself now only feels that there is a fire burning in his shoulder, and he must use his internal force as soon as possible to suppress the fire that invaded the meridian, and let it out bit by bit, so he dares not continue to shoot.

Seeing the opponent shaking his head, King Ning was a little annoyed, knowing that the life-killing scholar had lost.

In desperation, he could only give Duo Chuanchang a look!

The latter understood, put down the scroll, waved the fan in his hand, stepped forward and said:

"What the grand master said is that since you don't appreciate calligraphy and painting, how about a literary exchange? I have heard that the grand master is very talented. The next little staff general wants to ask the grand master for advice. I don't know if it is possible. ?”

To be polite to Chuanchang, there is nothing wrong with the etiquette, but in fact, it is obviously a bit insulting for a little general to ask the grand master of the dynasty to discuss literature.

For Grand Master Hua, winning is a matter of course, but if he loses, his face will be completely lost.

"Haha, master, why are you being so polite? If the grand master gives you any pointers, you will never be able to benefit from it."

Ning Wang was helping to speak at the side, wanting to make Taishi Hua difficult to get off.

This pair of penetrating intestines is the number one scholar in seven provinces. In terms of fame, it is no worse than the number one scholar in the dynasty.

Literary talent, self-confidence.

"Hey, how can our master bully the small with the big?"

Realizing that this was an unfair discussion, Mrs. Hua came out to help smooth things over.talent.

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Facing Mrs. Hua's refusal, Xiang Chuanchang casually said:

"There is no distinction between big and small in literary discussions."

His words blocked Hua Taishi's retreat.

"Although there is no difference in literary competition, it is a bit too arrogant for your little staff general to ask the grand master for advice. At least you have to prove that your literature is good enough to compete with the grand master."

An unharmonious voice sounded, Hua Taishi and others looked over.

It was found that the person who spoke was none other than Lin Wuyou.

But when Duo Chuanchang saw Lin Wuyou coming out to disrupt the situation again, he frowned and asked displeasedly:

"What? Could it be that Xiongtai intends to enlighten me?"

He is very confident in himself, and he doesn't think that a small Jin Yiwei can pose any threat to him.

This guy's martial arts are not bad, but he doesn't believe in piercing intestines. This guy can still compare to himself in literature.

Grand Master Hua looked at Lin Wuyou.

Could it be that this Deputy Qianhu is both civil and military?

Li Gexiao and the others were also a little curious.

Because Lin Wuyou was dressed like a scholar, he showed his martial arts just now, so why not show off his literature now?

"Forget it, Your Excellency is not worthy. I remember that Mrs. Hua appointed a book boy two days ago? Why don't you use that book boy to test the literature of this general staff officer?"

Naturally, Lin Wuyou would not seek abuse, even if he remembered a few pairs in the original book, there is no guarantee that Chuanchang would not change the pairs.

If the time comes to reveal the secret, it will be embarrassing and embarrassing.

This is still letting Tang Bohu come.

Mrs. Hua frowned when she heard this, she was a little puzzled "six eight seven".

How can the book boy compare to the talents under King Ning's command?

But seeing Lin Wuyou's affirmation, she was not willing to refute her face.

"Qiu Xiang, go and call Hua An!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Qiuxiang agreed, and immediately went to call Hua An.