Taoyuan Xianzhuang

Chapter 475 Ancient Sword Gate Sword Twelve
Keng!
To Li Haijun's surprise, the sword in the man's hand was as sharp as a cutting machine. As soon as he rushed over with the wrench, he was cut into two pieces by the opponent, and the wrench was stuck in front of the ancient sword, as fragile as a chocolate.

Li Haijun threw the wrench out, and then he and Zhao Sanyi pinched each other back and forth, but the gap between Li Haijun and the opponent was like the gap between the sticking wrench and the ancient sword, and he was kicked out by the man in less than ten seconds. .

"navy!"

Zhao San shouted anxiously, his speed was even faster, he changed the situation against the wind, and faced up to the difficulties, even if the opponent held the Immortal Blade in his hand, he was not afraid.

The man admired Zhao San very much. The sword-wielding man and the normal him were basically two people, and their strength was not the same. Under the encirclement and suppression of the ancient sword, Zhao San would definitely not be able to last for 2 minutes.

After a little bit of strength, the man slowed down, using the sharp sword to create a chance for himself to make a move, seized the opportunity, and slapped Zhang San's chest with a palm, winning the one-on-two battle.

"You are very good."

Zhao San won a very high evaluation, and the man's calm eyes were full of appreciation, "Are you interested in following me? I can teach you sword skills!"

Zhao San snorted twice, "Are you kidding me? Shall I drink northwest wind with you? Look at your blemishes!"

"But I won."

"Throwing away the sword, are you trying?"

"I learned swordsmanship. I am incomplete without a sword. It is not a skill for you to defeat an incomplete me. Similarly, I can let you use weapons, no matter what kind of weapon it is."

Zhao San laughed loudly after hearing this, "What are you talking about? Still have sword skills? Still not complete? Are you making a martial arts movie?"

After hearing this, the man suddenly cupped his fists and said, "I'm Xia Gujianmen Sword Twelve. I don't know what your name is?"

"Sword... Twelve?" Zhao San snorted twice, and said cheerfully, "Why don't you call me cheap 13?"

"13" is English here.

The man ignored this meaning, and said straightforwardly: "Jian 13 is the next head of Gu Jianmen, it may be my apprentice, or it may be you. How old are you this year? You are not 30 years old, right? You can With this foundation, it’s a bit close, but it’s not hopeless. Are you interested in going back with me?”

"Are you insane?" Zhao San put away his smile and shouted, "Get out of Qinghegou quickly! Uncle Zhang has already gone to call for someone. When the villagers come later, you may not be able to leave even if you want to."

Jian Twelve said: "It's okay, I want to leave, no one can stop me. Brother, let me ask you again, do you really not know the person in this video?"

Zhao San snorted twice, looking at the way the other party held a mobile phone in one hand and a sword in the other was quite funny, and asked: "Brother, aren't you from the martial arts? Isn't the martial arts all flying pigeons to pass on books? Do you use your mobile phone?" ...Isn't it suitable? The chivalry has been reduced by half, isn't it true?"

Jian Twelve said: "Wulin also needs to progress with the times. It's fine if you don't tell me, I'll go in and look for it myself."

Zhao San didn't answer Jian Shisan's question over and over again, Jian Shisan didn't want to continue the ink, turned around and walked towards Qinghegou.

"You stop for me!"

Zhao San immediately stopped Jian Twelve again, pulling his robe and gown, "You can't go in. If you want to go in, you can, but you have to explain why you are here first!"

Jian Twelve pulled his body, pulled Jian Twelve's hand away, and pointed at him with the ancient sword, "I won't be polite if you stop me again."

"Have you always been polite?"

"At least I didn't hurt you!"

"Try losing the sword?"

"You are talking in your sleep!"

Jian Twelve didn't want to hurt Zhao San, but Zhao San was relentless, which made Jian Twelve very angry. Zhao San's speed was not much faster than Jian Twelve's, and Zhao San forcibly stopped him twice .

Jian Twelve finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shot Zhao San again.

Zhao San's chest felt tight after being hit by Jian Shisan just now, and his reaction speed was more than one beat faster than before. This time, he was subdued by Jian Shisan with a few moves and pushed to the ground.

"Don't stop me anymore, or I won't be merciful!" Jian Shisan stepped on Zhao San's belly, his eyes staring, "You are not my opponent at all!"

"what about me?"

At this time, a voice came.

Jian Twelve followed the sound and saw two young men walking side by side on the mountain road to the north.

That's the way to Dazuishan.

And these two people are Yang Xiao and Yang Le who just came down the mountain.

"It's you?"

Jian Twelve was slightly taken aback, and there was a bit of joy in his originally calm eyes, "I've been looking for you, brother Chemen! The descendant of the back mountain gate!"

Yang Xiao frowned, and looked at Yang Le, "What did he say? Carrying the mountain gate?"

Back Mountain Gate is also an ancient sect in China. It was once very popular a long time ago, but it declined very quickly. It is just a flash in the pan in the long river of history.

Unlike Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, and Emei schools, which are well-known to women and children, he is not as famous as Taijimen, Baguamen, and Xingyimen. Its name sounds like a heresy, but it is not. Its history , even older than "Shaolin Temple".

It is said that "Backing the Mountain Gate" comes from Yugong Yishan, and the head of the gate tries to exercise the strength of the practitioners through the exercise of "Backing the Mountain".

One power down ten sessions.

With great strength, it is definitely not a problem to hit two with one.

The first time Yang Xiao became popular on the Internet, she broke the car door. The second time she saved people live, she also showed amazing strength.

Other than that, he didn't use any tricks.

And among all the sects, almost only the Back Mountain Sect can match him.

Moreover, Beishanmen had also registered with the "Wulin Alliance" before.For thousands of years, this "partisan leftist" has always existed and has not disappeared.

"I'm here to look for you today." Jian Twelve raised the ancient sword, carried it on his shoulder, and looked at Yang Xiao arrogantly.

"I don't know you. But you hurt my employee and you have to pay for it."

"I never take money with me when I go out."

"Then what do you do in the car?"

Jian Twelve lifted his feet, and Yang Xiao saw that the soles of his shoes had been scuffed to the point of being bald, as smooth as a sled board, and it was difficult to wear such an effect after traveling thousands of miles a day.

"I never ride in a car, I just walk!"

"Brilliant."

Yang Xiao stretched out her thumb, and said again: "Since you didn't bring any money, there's nothing to say, just go to the police station for two days."

Jian Twelve smiled disdainfully, "Do you believe that I can kill you before the police arrive?"

Yang Xiao frowned, "Are you here to kill me?"

"That's right. Someone offered a reward of 300 million yuan for your head. We, Gu Jianmen, have accepted this order!"

When the sound fell, two murderous auras suddenly shot out from Jian Twelve's eyes, and the ancient sword buzzed and stabbed straight.

(End of this chapter)