[Rebirth] Madam, stop pretending

Ling Mohan didn't have to make him wait too long.

Yuhuaguan likes beautiful women. He doesn't seem to know that there is such a boundary between ethics and morality in the world, but he is also a thief. He regrets his life and feels that something is wrong. To find a time to slip away.

Ling Mohan is one against six, although he is not at a disadvantage, but it is not too difficult for Yu Huaguan to find a chance to slip away.He saw the right moment, made a feint and then retreated.This time, the pressure on leaving those five people increased again.

"I can't guess the time for a stick of incense." The deputy suzerain smiled.

Shasha was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "If you do this...if the suzerain will pursue it."

"What can he pursue?" The deputy suzerain said casually, "He brought eight people, I only brought three of you, even if there is a mistake, it can only be blamed for the lack of martial arts." He laughed again He said, "When the time comes, just say that we will do our best."

Rusha didn't speak. Although her face was covered by a white veil, there was still a hint of worry in her eyes.

Before she could speak, the deputy suzerain suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile, "He's here."

Ling Mohan drew his sword and knocked down the last member of the congregation, his eyes didn't stay on the opponent's body for a second, and he stepped up the stairs.

After all, it is an inn in a small town, and above is the highest floor of the inn.

Ling Mohan's footsteps were neither fast nor slow. Apart from his own footsteps, he heard another very light, almost indistinguishable, footsteps of another person.

Ling Mohan raised his head slightly, and saw a man in white robe standing on the stairs.

He has a straight nose, gray hair and blue eyes, with deep eyes, with some probing meaning.

Ling Mohan stood still on the stairs that were two steps lower. From the breath of the opponent, he knew that this was a master.

His gaze reached to the scimitar worn at the opponent's waist, and a tiny golden flame was engraved on the scabbard half exposed outside the white robe.

Ling Mohan's voice was slightly cold, "Holy Flame Sect?"

"It's the same as what you guessed." The other party said, Ling Mohan was keenly aware that his accent had the accent of the Western Regions.

……really.

"The person you are looking for is in the third room from the left." The deputy suzerain looked at Ling Mohan, "As long as you pass my test, you can go."

Ling Mohan looked at his expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly, "If you have anything else to say, it would be easier to say it together."

The deputy suzerain smiled, "Before I taught, 10 congregants have fought against you. Although you are not considered a master, it took a lot of effort anyway. In this way, I will let you here." He said, stretching out a finger, "We only have one trick to compare."

"One move determines the outcome, how about it?"

Ling Mohan raised his eyes to look at him, nodded for a while, and said, "Alright."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other party had already moved.

With the scimitar out of its sheath, one strike is like a shooting star chasing the moon.

Ling Mohan's sword is not slow either.

If there were bystanders watching the battle, they probably wouldn't be able to see anything except the two white lights.

However, although the two were extremely fast, they both saw the opponent's sword clearly.

Ling Mohan's sword is extremely simple, but the opponent's sword is extremely complicated.

The two of them seemed to be using their weapons completely backwards.

The scimitar pierced through the air, it seemed to be only one move, but it was false and real, and the false and the real were intertwined, fishing for the moon in the water and looking at the flowers in the mist, it was only a few steps away, and I don't know how many times it has changed.

"choke!"

A loud bang.

"It's passable this time." Wu Qiuyan shook his arm and blocked the broken sword in Su Yu's hand, slightly surprised, "You know a lot about the Wu family's swordsmanship."

Su Yu smiled, not knowing how to answer.

Since he chopped down a wooden stake for the first time a few days ago, although Wu Qiuyan said at the time that he would come to find someone after cutting it all, but he might be bored. He has some sword moves.

Where is the teaching? It was obviously beating him like a wooden man.

At any rate, Wu Qiuyan didn't use all his strength, so he deliberately made some movements so that Su Yu could see clearly.

However, apart from martial arts geniuses, is there anyone who can master it just by reading it once?

Su Yu could barely keep up with Wu Qiuyan's progress, because he had read books in Zangshuge for so many years, and he already knew a lot about the Wu family's sword moves. After watching Wu Qiuyan's demonstration, he could almost immediately get along with the books in his mind. Connect with the moves drawn above.

What Wu Qiuyan saw was not only Su Yu's quick learning.He was slightly surprised that Su Yu's sensitivity to the Wu family's swordsmanship was slightly worse than Wu Daoming's, but compared to most of the Wu family's disciples who had studied for ten years, it was more than 01:30 points higher.

At first he thought that the other party was a newly recruited disciple of the Wu family, but since Wu Daoming said no, how could he know so much about the Wu family's swordsmanship, and even practiced the Wu family's unique mental skills.

He sized up Su Yu twice, only to get goosebumps all over Su Yu's body.

"It's strange to say." Wu Qiuyan said suddenly, "At the beginning, I said that I wanted to take you as a disciple, but Wu Daoming strongly opposed it. But I think these days, not only did he not object, but he also seemed a little happy to see it happen. You Do you know why?"

"..." Su Yu froze for a moment, "I don't know."

"He said you are not from the Wu family, where did you find your Yuexijiang?"

"..." Su Yu wiped his face, "I... can't say."

Wu Qiuyan sneered, "Can't you say that?"

"..." Su Yu nodded vigorously, then suddenly said, "But I can assure you that I have no intention of harming the Wu family..."

"Who asked you this?" Wu Qiuyan interrupted him, "It seems that you don't look like someone who can have such thoughts, and you are really not smart enough." He didn't wait for Su Yu to express his dissatisfaction with this evaluation

, and continued, "I just want to know which one of my elder brother and second brother cheated..."

"..." Su Yu's expression remained unchanged on the surface, but in fact he wiped the sweat fiercely in his heart.

"Forget it, since you don't tell me, I won't force you." Wu Qiuyan said coldly, "Enough rest? Come again!"

Su Yu's entire right arm was sore and sore, but Wu Qiuyan didn't dare not listen to what he said.

The so-called comeback, if it sounds good, it means fighting Wu Qiuyan, but if it sounds bad, it means getting beaten.

Wu Qiuyan's sword is too delicate, and he probably doesn't know how to make loopholes in his sword moves that even Su Yu can catch.Even if he deliberately slowed down, after ten moves, Su Yu was restrained again.

Wu Qiuyan looked at Su Yu who was swaying his arm secretly, and suddenly showed mercy to him and explained the basic principles to him, and said coldly, "When you first use a sword, you should advance when you are advancing, and retreat when you are retreating. Just follow the rules."

Su Yu nodded quickly.

Wu Qiuyan glanced at him and continued, "Second level, you know how to make a move. You can change your moves. You can use retreat to advance, and turn into retreat. On the third level, you have just completed the way of swordsmanship, and you can know that the sword will follow your heart. , then there is no difference between the virtual and the real, advancing and retreating, and all changes return to the original."

Su Yu blinked and asked curiously, "How to tell?"

Wu Qiuyan sneered, "Great masters, you'll know when you see them." He paused for a moment, and then said, "Among martial arts masters today, there are quite a few minor masters, but very few achieve great masters."

Su Yu thought for a while, and seemed to be planning to find a standard, so he continued to ask, "Master, what floor is it?"

Wu Qiuyan sneered coldly, and said mockingly, "I have been enlightened to the Dao since I was a child, and I have been enlightened for ten years. Although I am considered a strong man in the martial arts world, I am afraid that I am still too far away from the real mastery."

"Oh..." Su Yu thought about it again, and then asked, "Then...Where's Wu Daoming?"

"A little success, but a long way to go."

So Su Yu asked again, "Then..."

He paused, wanting to say something about the leader, but the words circled around his mouth, and he quickly swallowed them down.

Wu Qiuyan glanced at him, knew who he was referring to, and said coldly, "It's a little worse than me, but ten years later, it might be a little better than me now."

Su Yu nodded calmly, but unfortunately he couldn't hide the look of pride in his eyes.

Wu Qiuyan sneered and said, "The stronger your lover is, the weaker you will appear. What are you happy about? What's more, although he is not bad at his age, there are people who are out of this world, so don't worry too much about it. "

Su Yu pursed his lips, and looked away from Wu Qiuyan quickly, but Wu Qiuyan didn't miss the annoyance that appeared in the other's eyes for the first time.

Anyone who puts it in his heart and only prays for a safe return will not be happy when he is said that.

There are people out there who are beyond the sky... It's a pity that this sentence is too correct.

Ling Mohan's eyes were condensed.

The sword in his hand trembled slightly, making a low humming like negative pain.

"...If you survive, you can fight again in five years."

The corner of Ling Mohan's lips twitched, and he still replied, "That's fine." He paused for a moment, then said calmly, "Why did you hit my sword again?"

"Once you are someone else's assistant, you always have to go back and report back." The other party smiled, holding his sword, "If I knew that the leader of the Demon Cult is really not just a name..."

Ling Mohan didn't listen to him, Qiao Xiaojian withdrew and took a step back.

As soon as he withdrew his sword, from the door behind him, Sha Shakou, who was wrapped in white gauze, floated out immediately, supported the straight man in white robe who was still standing, and disappeared in a flash.

Ling Mohan leaned back, leaned against the wall and coughed twice, his face turned pale.

The viscera and the six viscera are like knives, just when the sword touched, the opponent's internal energy was weird and domineering, surging, but in an instant he had already suffered internal injuries.

If the other party hadn't deflected the blade just now and bumped into him, it may have been more than a simple internal injury.