Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

"Susu Susu"

On the long street, on the ground, on the roof, all the snow was shaking and making a slight noise.

Immediately afterwards, pieces of snow slowly flew up and floated in midair.

"Head, look, what's going on here?"

A man in black was dumbfounded.

"not good."

The big man in the lead had something bad in his heart, and as soon as he made a sound, he was submerged in the wind and snow the next moment.

The strong wind swept the heavy snow, and the storm swallowed the long street without the slightest sound.

But it seemed extraordinarily quiet and strange, as if there was some terrible existence in this storm.

after a cup of tea

The wind and snow gradually subsided, and there was no one standing on the long street. The snow fell rustlingly, and the corpses of men in black lay here and there in the snow.

Their bodies are covered with dense scars, especially on the throat, between the eyebrows, and the chest.

all fatal

They were all killed by Feixue

silence

eerie silence

Died without a sound, every face in black robes was full of deep fear, and their eyes were wide open.

It was as if he had seen a terrifying existence.

And from beginning to end

Su Xuan didn't even move, let alone the sword, he didn't even move his fingers

Snow kills

reached his level

Plants, trees, bamboo and rocks, a fallen leaf, a drop of water, and a snowflake are all the sharpest swords in the world.

This is why it is said that all gods are immortal.

There is no strong man who can match him, let alone dozens of men in black, even if there are hundreds, thousands of them are just ants.

As for these bandits who call themselves Cuiwei Mountain, there are too many loopholes in their speech and behavior.

Can the evil spirit on them be possessed by the bandits in the green forest?

Can the bandits own those thousands of refined steel knives?

It's ten thousand taels of silver. Is there such a rich bandit in this world?

"Anxious."

After a long while, Su Xuan muttered: "We should wait until they bring the money."

the snow is falling more and more

the wind is getting faster

Soon, the corpses on the long street were submerged, only the traces of bright red soaked in the snow.

Shocking

"Hey, congratulations to the host, kill a first-rank master and get one hundred points of martial arts."

"Hey, congratulations to the host, killing a second-rank master and gaining [-] points of martial arts."

"Hey, congratulations to the host, for killing a first-tier congenital expert, you will gain two hundred points of martial arts."

. . .

Dozens of men in black brought Su Xuan thousands of points of martial arts. This speed is countless times faster than diligent training.

"A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass."

He muttered.

Get up and close the door of the inn, and go to the backyard to sleep and rest.

When he woke up, the sky was slightly bright, Qiu Ye was still sleeping late, and Lao Huang and Mr. Xiliang were already busy with their work.

Although the two were yawning, they were not satisfied with the speed of their work. After all, this was a hard-won opportunity.

If he was lazy, he might be kicked out of the inn. It was freezing outside, and he didn't even have a stutter.

The two are not stupid.

"Shopkeeper, why did you get up so early?"

The boy in sackcloth was wiping the table and greeted with a smile.

"It's always this early."

Su Xuan nodded slightly, pushed open the door of the inn, and the street was covered with thick snow, as for the corpse, it had long since disappeared.

Not even a speck of blood was left, as if everything was just a dream and nothing happened.

"Did you hear anything this morning?"

he asked.

"No."

The boy scratched his head.

In the backyard, Lao Huang was chopping firewood, the water tank had been filled, and the fire in the stove had been set up.

"Turn on the fire in the kotatsu."

Su Xuan said.

"okay."

Mr. Xiliang moved swiftly: "Shopkeeper, the washing water in the kitchen is ready."

After washing, Su Xuan took down the green bamboo sword from the wall, went to the backyard, and started his morning exercises.

The three-foot sword is in the hand carefully, sometimes cutting, sometimes pulling, sometimes stabbing, sometimes slashing.

The movement is extremely slow.

Lao Huang and the others finished their work and squatted aside to watch.

"Old Huang, shopkeeper Lu's swordsmanship is not very good."

Although the young man doesn't have much cultivation, he still has sharp eyesight. He has seen countless masters since he was a child.

high vision

At this time, seeing Su Xuan walking slowly, he looked like an 80-year-old man, with every step and sword, as fast as a turtle.

In his cognition, those powerful swordsmen moved and shifted one by one, and their swords were like a storm.

When it is swung, the sword energy is rolling, like the water of a big river, torrenting endlessly.

Again, some swordsmen can at least perform a set of sword moves coherently and smoothly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The shopkeeper Lu's swordsmanship is better than that of beginners, but he is a little timid.

He said: "Shopkeeper Lu, you can be bold when practicing swords."

Lao Huang didn't interrupt, but stared at the figure with his eyes straight.

Su Xuan never looked back, and asked: "Do you still know swordsmanship?"

The young man said: "While traveling around and begging along the streets, I saw some people playing with swords. It was very majestic."

"Then what do you think of my sword skills?"

Su Xuan spoke.

"Slower."

Mr. Xiliang scratched his head: "Shopkeeper Lu must have just started learning swordsmanship."

"Have you seen this all?"

Su Xuan laughed, the bamboo sword in his hand was still not in a hurry.

Only Lao Huang, who was silent, seemed to have seen a little way, with his brows furrowed and his eyes bright.

After practicing a set of sword formulas, Su Xuan's whole body was drenched with sweat, and his forehead was even covered with bean-sized drops of sweat.

"laugh"

Sheathed the long sword, threw it to the boy, and walked towards the kitchen, preparing to take a bath and change clothes.

"Hang the sword on the wall."

Su Xuan's voice came from the kitchen.

"what"

The young man took the long sword very lightly, he couldn't help pulling it out, only to see half of the sword flowing green, like jade.

"What material is this?"

he muttered.

"It's a bamboo sword."

Lao Huang spoke.

"Bamboo sword?"

The young man was surprised: "Impossible, I believe even if you say it's a jade sword."

"It's just a bamboo sword."

Lao Huang was incomparably affirmative: "It has been washed with true energy day and night to remove impurities in the sword, and then tempered with sword force, sword intent, and sword energy. It looks like this, at least for several years."

"real or fake?"

The young man didn't believe it, and looked suspiciously at the toothless old man beside him: "Old Huang, how do you know this?".

Chapter 57: If you go out, you will die (one more subscription)

Lao Huang grinned and said: "Listen to others, it's not like you don't know, I usually like to watch the excitement, listen to storytelling and so on.

That's what it says in the book. "

The young man didn't doubt that he was there, he stroked the three-foot green bamboo sword, his hand was cold, not only glowing with the luster of emerald jade.

Even the touch is almost the same as the best jade.

"Old Huang, did shopkeeper Lu look like a master when he practiced sword just now?"

The boy said solemnly.

"Not like."

Old Huang shook his head.

"That's it."

He guessed: "It must have been bought by shopkeeper Lu with money."

Hanging the green bamboo sword on the wall, his eyes fell on another long sword with a sheath. The blade was unpretentious and slightly longer than ordinary swords.

"Treasurer Lu is really a person who loves swords."

The young man looked at the Frost Sword for a moment: "Just put it outside, and you won't be afraid of being stolen."

Lao Huang vaguely felt the powerful cold air emanating from the Frost Sword, and was even more curious about Su Xuan's identity from the bottom of his heart.

at the same time

In my mind, I recalled the horrible scene I saw in the depths of Cuiwei Mountain that day, the mountain top that was cut off in the middle, and the valley that was razed to the ground.