shark [rebirth]

Pei Heng didn't touch the sword that Long Zhang handed over, but raised his chin slightly, motioning for Xu Jin to take it, and called the servant to take another one.

There are many good things in Prince Rui's Mansion. This sword was found by Jin Yu for Long Zhang. It is not a famous soldier, but it is tempered with fine steel, bright and sharp. Xu Jin took it out and tried it a few times, and it was quite convenient.

He looked at Pei Heng with a smile in his eyes, as if he was asking for his opinion, waiting for Pei Heng's advice.

Pei Heng showed a meaningful smile to Xu Jin and Long Zhang, and shouted behind them: "Lao Jin, this is a beautiful spring, do you want to get busy?"

When Long Zhang and Xu Jin turned their heads, they were facing Jin Yu who was going to make a detour when the toe of his shoe turned on the upper corridor.

Jin Yu held a stack of ledgers in his arms, and seeing Pei Heng laughing made goosebumps goosebumps, there must be nothing good, but he was under the eaves, so he had to submit to his power and came over: "It's all here, the lord has orders? If there's nothing wrong, I will Let's go to the kitchen to rush for dinner."

Over the years, going to the kitchen to urge three meals and supper has become Mr. Jin's favorite activity, and he often uses this trick to deal with Pei Heng's nonsense.

Pei Heng grabbed Jin Yu tightly, and said with a smile, "Why are you in a hurry to eat? It's not like you haven't stopped. My kid is practicing swords. Let me show you how to do it first."

Jin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Why didn't the prince say earlier, Young Master Longzhang, come here."

Pei Heng shook his honorable finger, then nodded to the side: "I mean Xu Jin."

Jin Yu paused, took the sword, and hissed: "Is it necessary for this ordinary soldier to practice? Why don't you go to the back mountain of the Qingyu Hall to live for a while to absorb spiritual energy, I think that Master Wen's place is full of spiritual energy, enough to overflow Come on, there will be green smoke floating on the top of the mountain."

Pei Heng straightened his sleeves, and said calmly: "Within the nine gates of the imperial city, there is more than one place where spiritual power is restricted. It's good to practice swords if you have nothing to do, don't waste it."

Xu Jin thought about it, and Pei Heng changed into a casual smile again: "It just so happens that I also taste what it's like to be a teacher by the way."

Jin Yu couldn't help muttering: "As a teacher, which crooked path do you plan to teach him?"

Pei Heng smiled triumphantly, without the slightest bit of embarrassment: "Oh, my king has traveled thousands of crooked paths, Xu Jin, which one do you want to take?"

Xu Jin: "..."

Long Zhang was surprised and said, "Master Jin also knows martial arts?"

Pei Heng laughed: "In this world, don't judge people by their appearance. Back then, I learned martial arts with him. Apart from nagging, he also knew a lot."

Jin Yu rolled up his sleeves and chuckled: "My lord is really good at complimenting people."

He said what he said, and he gave Jin Yu a sly and suspicious look.

Before the words were finished, Jin Yu smiled tacitly, held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and rubbed a straight line along the body of the sword with his fingertips. He nodded slightly, and there was a layer of cold iron in his bland eyes.

Then he made a gesture without any turning point, which was as natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, which made Long Zhang and Xu Jin unable to react in time.

"Master Xu Jin, please—"

The first move is out!

Xu Jin's reaction speed is also rare in the world. He immediately looked away from Pei Heng and raised his sword to meet him. The sharpness of the blade suddenly startled the trees and birds in the garden, and they flew up from the cloudy courtyard. The little blue bird beside you drags its gorgeous tail feathers and makes a long cry like a spring in the air

Bei Daying has always been able to use his hands without talking, and his hands are three points faster. Pei Heng took a step back consciously with the dragon chapter in his arms, with a satisfied expression on his face: "Old Jin, the charm is still there."

Jin Yu's teeth turned sour when he heard the words: "Thanks to the blessing of the palace, Fengshui nourishes people."

Long Zhang was still waiting to see the two greet each other before the test. Nowadays, warriors like this. Exaggerating and sarcasm, make the other party annoyed.

I didn't expect such a brutal and straightforward opening in front of me.

There was a sharp clang, and the two swords touched the edge of the blade, almost staggered.Jin Yu leaned forward and followed closely behind, her moves were airtight, Xu Jin's eyes calmly maintained a "defensive" posture after the initial surprise subsided, observing the other party.

Jin Yu was dressed in plain scholarly robes, with indifferent and friendly eyes, usually bickering with Pei Heng or busily taking care of housework, as if being destroyed by life and the prince himself into an old woman.

But as soon as the sword was unsheathed, his scholarly spirit was washed away, his back was as straight as a gun, and he suddenly showed the spirit of forging on the battlefield like a reborn man. A gentleman is like water, and the hand holding the scroll also holds a knife. The sword is unstoppable.

In his hand, it seems to be the desolate sword intent of the setting sun on the long river in northern Xinjiang.

Long Zhang hugged the pillar and looked straight at the porch. Pei Heng smiled and leaned against the porch like a frost-colored Fusu.

Long Zhang: "My lord, is Mr. Jin from the army?"

In Pei Heng's eyes, there was still no gap in the air: "Zhaowu North Camp, General Jin Ce Zhonglang, under the command of the Fourth Army of Tiefutu."

Xu Jin was a little distracted when he heard the words, his sword slanted, and was forced to retreat a few steps by Jin Yu, while Long Zhang was in shock for a long time.

Zhaowu Beiying, Iron Buddha Tu.This almost silent imperial army suddenly condensed into a concrete shadow, superimposed on the figure in the courtyard.

Long Zhang stared at the sword closely, as if what Jin Yu carried was not the wind and sword intent, but the old glory of the distant battlefield.

The commander-in-chief of the army that only existed in legends was standing beside him. Long Zhang quietly raised his head to look at Pei Heng. The young boy couldn't help but imagine that the prince was wearing the heavy armor of the Zhaowu Army. Would he be strolling around in the courtyard like now?

Will he also step on the damaged Dianjiangtai in the rain, raise his head and drink a bowl of spirits with the soldiers on the expedition?

In the court, a complex emotion flashed across Jin Yu's expression, and it disappeared with the wind in just a moment, and he smiled calmly. The young master is optimistic, the third form of Huaiguang swordsmanship, the south wind is full of—"

Xu Jin swung his backhand to block and strike head-on, and smiled. He had learned this sword technique when he was in the Wuming Palace. superior.

Pei Heng just watched leisurely in the corridor, his slightly narrowed eyes were filled with a little laziness, and most of the time his eyes followed the young man in black.

The yard is full of hibiscus trees blooming in the twilight. "My lord, do you remember this sword technique?" Jin Yu smiled gently, and his gestures were like a rock, which was the upright spirit condensed from the tens of thousands of books of the scholar.

After Xu Jin became familiar with this sword technique, he took a moment to cope with it freely, and took a moment to glance at Pei Heng, and then smiled at him with a single eye wink. Yan Li's eyes were really alluring, and there was no chance to relax after that, because Jin Yu firmly pursued his move, no matter what he couldn't avoid it.

Xu Jin's heart settled down, his kung fu was mixed with other schools, and all kinds of weapons and martial arts mentality were almost all given to him, some of which were not even famous for himself.

Among the weapons, he is best at using the long halberd. It is true that he has not reached the state of perfection with the sword, and naturally he has not fully understood the Huaiguang swordsmanship, so he has no advantage in the confrontation with Jin Yu.

Amidst the humming of gold and iron, he gradually felt that the sword manual contains infinite changes, and what Jin Yu chose was "Zhongzheng" and "Yuanhe".

In the past, it was all about killing, and there were few opponents who had Jin Yu's level of swordsmanship. Xu Jin had already comprehended Huaiguang swordsmanship once.

Pei Heng looked thoughtful, closed his eyes and smiled.

When Xu Jin was distracted for a moment, Jin Yu's sharp blade rested on the back of his heart, and he swung forward, Xu Jin's sword fell to the ground.

In the closing position, the two stood facing each other, the martial artist bowed, not allowed to take a breath, and started the position again, and the cold light suddenly appeared again.

Xu Jin stared closely at the sword's momentum, Jin Yu just seemed weak, the steel blades frequently and heavily intersected, especially the overwhelming force of the stabbing, and he didn't show much mercy.Xu Jin's loose and unruly posture also became almost insolent, and he did not suppress his natural willfulness.

He had even congealed his sword intent, but Pei Heng's originally indifferent expression sank, his brows furrowed: "Jin Yu."

Jin Yu stopped when he heard the words, and the last move was completed. The swords in the hands of the two were already slightly hot from the confrontation. After the evening wind passed, the cold light stopped, and a layer of fiery red hibiscus flowers had already been spread on the ground. The white walls and blue tiles of the palace The eaves fell one after another.

Jin Yu adjusted his breath and straightened his long gown, looked at Pei Heng, then looked at the sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and said: "My lord has already seen the trial move, why don't you personally give Mr. Xu Jin some advice?"

Standing under the flowers, Xu Jin looked into those narrow peach blossom eyes.

"You know the lightsaber technique." Pei Heng still didn't intend to take the sword. He straightened his sleeves and walked over slowly in a wide-sleeved satin robe with a calm expression. "It's from the Zhaowu Camp." Yuan Yuan, don't let your mind wander while holding the sword."

There seemed to be a smile in his eyes, but his lazy posture was gone, and he briefly glanced at Jin Yu.

Jin Yu raised his sword, and Xu Jin gained momentum.

The faint scent of medicine was already behind him, and Pei Heng held Xu Jin's sword-holding hand with a bone-like hand, followed by a chilling aura that enveloped him.

Xu Jin frowned, and the aura came from Pei Heng who was behind him, as if they were in the city at the moment, and what they saw was thousands of troops on the desolate battlefield.