[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Brain powders are everywhere in the rivers and lakes

"To find the Juggernaut?"

Bu Jingyun turned his head slightly, and accompanied Li Qinghuan all the way, he could vaguely feel this person's temperament, this person fought and fought many times along the way, did a lot of good things, and aroused people's hatred, if his martial arts were slightly inferior Some, I am afraid that even the first seven are over now.

But this person's martial arts is not bad, so even if he provoked hatred all the way, he is still alive and kicking, making people jealous.

"What are you looking for with Juggernaut? Has he offended you?"

After a moment of silence, Bu Jingyun asked.

Li Qinghuan was surprised, his eyes widened, as if hearing some joke, "Why do you think so?"

That is naturally because all the people you have found along the way are enemies.

Yu Chuchu thought to himself from the side.

After watching for so many days, can Bu Jingyun not think too much?

"Aren't you looking for revenge? What does the young master want him for?" Yu Yue stroked his beard and looked at Li Qinghuan with caring eyes.

"Of course I will help him." Li Qinghuan said righteously: "His martial arts are far from Xiongba's. If he can defeat Xiongba, it must be a natural phenomenon. The sun and the moon are reversed."

Isn't this an enmity with the Juggernaut?

Yu's father-in-law and daughter were speechless for a while, although they knew that Li Qinghuan was a good person, they also suspected that he was telling the truth.

"He won't accept your help." Bu Jingyun said, "Juvenile Master became famous at a young age, and his holy sword skills are rare in the world. A person like him will never accept anyone's help."

When Bu Jingyun said these words, he was not in a hurry, but his tone was very convincing.

When Yu Chuchu heard him mentioning this recent figure in the world, she couldn't help leaning forward, with curious eyes, "Brother Bu, have you seen the Juggernaut?"

"I've never seen him." Unexpectedly, Bu Jingyun shook his head.

He said lightly: "But some people can know his temper even if they don't have to see it."

Bu Jingyun had the confidence to say these words, he and the Juggernaut were of the same kind, aloof.

"Try everything."

Li Qinghuan didn't look depressed, he calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, "If you don't try, how will you know if you can succeed?"

When the voice fell to the ground, he glanced out of the window, focusing on a figure who had just passed by on the street.

A meaningful smile appeared on Li Qinghuan's face.

He raised his head and said to Bu Jingyun: "Let me take a step first, everyone go back to the inn first."

Before the voice was finished, the person had disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Er who served the food and drink rubbed his eyes in disbelief, pointed at the place where Li Qinghuan was sitting just now with trembling hands, and stammered, "Yes, there are ghosts."

"Young Master Li still likes to trick people."

Yu Chuchu shook her head and smiled helplessly, but there was a bit of longing in her eyes.There are many unsatisfactory things in life, and there are not many people who can do whatever they want like Li Qinghuan.

Duan Lang hummed a little song and walked to the street, his eyes swept over the various goods sold by the street vendors on both sides, but he never stopped in front of any vendor.

He is in a good mood, and it can even be said that his mood today is the happiest day in his life.

Although he used the name of the sword master, Duanlang actually made the Tianxiahui lose face this time, and the resentment and anger towards the Tianxiahui Xiongba for so many years was also vented.

The more Duanlang thinks about it, the happier he feels.

He folded his hands on the back of his head and walked towards the suburbs.

After walking about five miles, he stopped at a dilapidated thatched hut. When he pushed open the door of the hut, Duan Lang deliberately lowered his pressure, for fear that an accident would destroy the door of the hut.

"Duanlang, since you've come back, why are you so careless that you have an extra tail behind you?"

Before Duanlang entered the house, a cold voice could not be concealed from the vicissitudes of life from the thatched cottage with the curtains of holes.

Duan Lang paused, and he turned his head abruptly, only to see a figure standing upright not half a meter away from him.

A creepy feeling swept over his whole body.

Duan Lang immediately took a step back, pressing his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.

"Let the guest come in. If he wants to harm you, how can you go to the door?"

The Juggernaut made it clear with one word.

How can martial arts practitioners' hearts and minds be impervious?

Li Qinghuan smiled at Duanlang, and Duanlang looked at him with wary eyes. The ecstasy in his heart was completely covered by panic, and his palms were already filled with cold sweat. Follow yourself, but you don't notice anything.

Li Qinghuan lifted the curtain, and the man sitting in front of the table raised his head to look at him. When he saw the sword on his waist, the man's eyes were burning with fighting intent. He put down the teacup, "You use a sword?"

Li Qinghuan's footsteps paused, and a smile appeared on his face: "Your Excellency's reaction is quite like me, an old friend."

"It seems that your old friend must also like swords very much."

The sword master said coldly, "I just don't know how to use a sword, but can you be worthy of a sword?"

Li Qinghuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Before he came, he had already heard from Bu Jingyun that this person was arrogant, but he did not expect to be so arrogant.

"His swordsmanship is not inferior to yours." Li Qinghuan said.

The Juggernaut finally looked straight at Li Qinghuan, "What about you?"

"My swordsmanship?" Li Qinghuan's hand reached for the long sword at his waist. One sword can level the world, and one sword can break mountains and rivers. This sword is called Annihilation—once Annihilation is released, everything is silent.

The corners of his lips curled up, and he said lazily, "I'm even afraid of myself."

The Juggernaut was silent for a moment.

"If you come before Xiongba and I have a battle post, I will definitely fight you." There was regret in his tone, which made Duanlang's pupils constrict when he heard the words outside the room.Duanlang believed that Li Qinghuan's martial arts were not low, but he didn't expect the Juggernaut to give such a high evaluation.

This is undoubtedly comparing Li Qinghuan and Xiongba.

In Jianghu, is there such a famous person?

"I'm here now, and it's not too late."

Li Qinghuan said, his eyes fell on the chess game on the table, "Using chess instead of sword, do you dare to play a game?"

"I can't ask for it." The sword master agreed.

He has been playing chess alone for a long time, and the writing can convey the truth, and the martial arts can also convey the truth.At the level of a sword master, every stroke is one's own way. Ordinary people will suffer internal injuries even if they see it, let alone playing chess.

This is the reason why the Juggernaut played alone despite the broken waves.

I don't know when snowflakes flew outside the window.

The sunspots in the room intertwined, fighting silently.

Duanlang stood outside the eaves for a long time, he could have left, but he was unwilling to leave, a master's move is not something that can be met just by meeting.He is waiting for a result.

However, outside the eaves, there was one more person at some point.

Nameless came.Nan Wuming, Bei Jiansheng, he had come to persuade the Juggernaut to give up, but he found that things seemed to be a little different.

When the snowflakes weighed down the treetops, a heavy voice sounded in the house: "I lost."

This is the voice of the Juggernaut!

Duanlang's eyes widened, he wanted to go in, but he found a black wind blowing beside him, and someone went in faster than him.