Martial arts world explorer

Chapter 212
This knife is really amazing, Ben Guan never expected that the young man who had lost his martial arts not only recovered his martial arts, but also had such strength.

This knife is really astonishing, Jiumozhi is conceited of his wisdom and martial arts, but he is not as good as Ku Rong in fighting wits, Dou Wu was injured by a knife, if the target of this knife is not the shoulder, but the throat, can he survive?Kumozhi didn't know.

After losing again and again, Jiumozhi could hardly maintain his demeanor, so he said in a cold voice, "Who is your Excellency?"

"Lin Xuan, the nameless man, he should repay Master Benguan's life-saving grace. Now that the sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur has been burned, it is useless for the national teacher to stay. Let's go back."

"Your Excellency is not a member of the Dali Duan family?"

"No."

"Well, you asked for it."

Before the words finished, Jiumozhi had already slapped out with a palm. The palm was strong and contained three levels of surplus power, which clearly showed profound skills.

This move was too fast, and the monks of Tianlong Temple wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Two feet, Lin Xuan didn't move, one foot, Lin Xuan still didn't move, five feet, Lin Xuan still didn't move, seemed stunned by this move, not knowing how to make a move.

Just when Jiumozhi's palm was about to reach the top of Lin Xuan's head, a saber light lit up in the Muni Hall. The saber was actually not bright, but in the eyes of everyone, it was as dazzling as the sun, even brighter than the throwing saber just now. dazzling.

The palm force is fast, the knife is slow, the palm force is fierce, and the knife is very light, but where the knife energy passes, the palm force drifts away like catkins, like a knife cutting a steak, Jiumozhi's palm force is shattered. for two.

Splitting the force of his palm, the saber kept slashing towards Jiumozhi's throat. Kumozhi had never seen this kind of saber technique before, he hurriedly backed away, and took five steps in a row before he stabilized his body. On the neck, there was a very obvious bloodstains.

"I don't know how to learn from each other, I only know how to kill people, should the national teacher continue?"

Jiumozhi said word by word: "The art of drawing the sword is a good skill, but I don't know how many times you can perform it?"

"What does this have to do with you? If you want to make a move, hurry up."

Ben Yin and others stood in front of Lin Xuan, and said in a cold voice: "The Great Wheel Ming Wang is a guest from afar, and Tianlong Temple treats each other with courtesy, but you sneak up and hurt people. Could it be that you are bullying me that there is no one in Tianlong Temple?"

The matter has come to this point, Jiumozhi's calculations have all failed, but he is stubborn, and sneered: "Six Meridian Swordsman has a false reputation, but it's a pity that Mr. Murong still remembers it when he dies. It's a pity, a pity."

After speaking, he left with his men.

Emperor Baoding and others looked at Lin Xuan, and Benyin said: "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your righteousness. Tianlong Temple is grateful."

"The abbot is serious. One drink and one peck will count for days. Without the help of Master Benguan, I would have already become a lonely ghost. Such a trivial matter is nothing to worry about."

After retiring from Jiumozhi, Duan Yu's Beiming magical power backfire was also dealt with, and the matter came to an end. As the emperor, Baoding Emperor naturally wanted to recruit talents like Lin Xuan, but Lin Xuan's background was too mysterious, so he shied away twice. But he is not insisting.

However, the grace of saving life will be repaid in the end. The eminent monk of Tianlong Temple treated Lin Xuan's injuries with a yang finger and helped Lin Xuan recover his skills. "Cheats, bid farewell and leave.

If it was before, when Lin Xuan came to Tianlong World, the first stop Lin Xuan went to would be Leigu Mountain. He broke the Zhenlong Chess Game and obtained Wu Yazi's 70-year skill. If you have time, don't worry.

The rest of the characters, such as Sweeping Monk, Xiao Yuanshan, Tianshan Child Elder, Li Qiushui, etc. are all acting as nerds and nerds, Murong Bo is messing with his son, too lazy to watch, Duan Yu has seen it before, Xu Zhu has nothing to look at, Wang Yuyan doesn't like it After all the calculations, only Xiao Feng was left.

It's a pity not to drink with Xiao Feng in Tianlong World, at Lin Xuan's age, naturally he doesn't have any thoughts of chasing stars, but after all, it's a thought from his previous life, so it's good to see.

Walking and stopping all the way, playing and hurrying, after a few days, they arrived in Wuxi, at this time there were rumors that Ma Dayuan was killed, Xiao Feng should have arrived, no, he is still called Qiao Feng now.

When I arrived at Songhe Tower, I chose a seat by the window, ordered a few side dishes, a jug of fine wine, and poured and drank by myself, enjoying myself.

It was also Lin Xuan's luck. After a few drinks, a tall and mighty man walked over.

This person is in his thirties, wearing a gray old cloth robe, which is slightly tattered, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose and wide mouth, a square face with Chinese characters, quite weather-beaten, looking forward, extremely powerful, upright It's the leader of the beggar gang, Qiao Feng.

Lin Xuan said: "Drinking alone is unpleasant, this brother might as well come over and have a few drinks."

Lin Xuan is elegant and handsome, and the beauty of Ming Yu's magic can make Lin Xuan look 25 or [-] years old. Qiao Feng seemed to have misunderstood, and said loudly: "Okay, my son invites you, how can you not accept it, bartender, take it!" Bring two big bowls and pound ten catties of sorghum."

"A thousand cups of wine is rare for a bosom friend, but ten catties may not be enough."

"Ten catties is not enough, then twenty catties."

"Brother, proud, come, let's drink ten bowls first."

After speaking, Lin Xuan picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp. Qiao Feng laughed and drank a big bowl.

The two of them don't eat vegetables, you drink a bowl, I drink a bowl, one bowl after another, and after a while, ten catties of sorghum wine have been eaten.

The two people gambled on wine, which immediately alarmed the drinkers upstairs and downstairs in Songhe Tower, and even the cook and cook under the stove also went upstairs to watch around the table for two.

"Bartender, another twenty catties." Lin Xuan threw out an ingot of gold.

The shopkeeper of Songhe Tower is an old cunning man who knows the "star effect" best. He waved his hand and a few guys went down to the wine cellar and brought two jars of the best wine in the wine cellar.

Qiao Feng said: "The treasures of Songhe Tower? If you don't have the face of your son, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink this wine."

"The best wine in the world belongs to the richest people in the world. Xiongtai is the most heroic person in the world. I am afraid that no one is qualified to drink wine that is not worthy of drinking."

"Young master's praise."

"Praise to others is not to you, come and drink."

Not long after, two jugs of fine wine were drunk, and the man brought two more jugs, and the two drank them together.

"Drinking too much alcohol can harm your body. Today has reached its limit. How about we drink again tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's compare our feet."

Out of the Songhe Tower, the two of them showed lightness kung fu and competed with their foot strength. Qiao Feng didn't know any high-level lightness kung fu, but he was exceptionally talented, tall and long-legged, and he could take three steps with one step.

Lin Xuan's skill has not recovered, but the lightness kung fu is the capital, and if he uses the superficial kung fu, not to mention Qiao Feng, even Duan Yu can't catch up.

After running for thirty or forty miles, Qiao Feng stopped and said, "Gusu Murong really deserves his reputation."

Lin Xuan cupped his hands and bowed: "It's Lin Xuan, it's not Gusu Murong."

(End of this chapter)