[Xianjian + Ancient Sword Colleague] Being a master is also a kind of practice

But after a while, the sound of footsteps came down to the beach, and there was only a constant rustling, and they gradually approached.It was obvious that the owner of the footsteps was startled by the fight just now, and came to observe out of curiosity.

Xuan Zhen was lying on his back on the ground, and all he could see was the dark sky above his head. At this time, the large black clouds gradually dissipated, and the crescent moon shone through the cracks in the clouds.The rustling sound was soft and slow, revealing the caution of the walker.Although he couldn't turn his head to look at it, he could vaguely feel that the person was more than ten steps away, and there was no other cover on the beach, so he and the two monsters could be clearly seen.

Sure enough, the man seemed to be startled by the situation in front of him, and stopped not far away.After another half hour, I heard a very soft and elegant voice: "This... this Taoist priest, are you injured?"

At this time, the poison of incongruity has completely exploded, Xuan Zhen condensed all his true energy to barely protect his heart, and had no time to take care of the rest, and the poison was so overbearing that it even reached the tip of his tongue. He pursed his lips but made some indistinct low sounds, even he couldn't hear what he said clearly, let alone the stranger standing far away?

The man seemed to realize that Xuan Zhen was unable to answer for a while, so he walked over slowly.Xuan Zhen saw a black shadow covering his face, and opened his eyes to look at the man standing in front of him, only to feel that he was thin and small.When the man squatted down beside him, and the sword light of spring water falling beside him reflected on his face, Xuan Zhen could see clearly that this man was actually a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in a short coat of coarse cloth , dressed like a fisherman by the sea, his appearance was plain, but a long and narrow scar stretched from the corner of his forehead to his mouth, ruining his face extremely ugly. ferocious.

Xuan Zhen frowned slightly, he had just heard the young fisherman speak in a gentle manner, he thought he was a handsome scribe, he didn't expect to be an ugly boy, although he didn't hate being ugly and admired beauty, he felt a little pity.

Although the young fisherman looked ugly, he acted very prudently. Seeing that Xuan Zhen had a wound on his leg, he immediately tore off a piece of clothes and tied it to the wound for him. But you killed these two monsters?"

Xuan Zhen couldn't answer, so he could only nod his head slightly.

The young fisherman wrapped up his wound, picked up the Chunshui sword and put it back into the scabbard, leaned over to help him up, and said with a smile on his face: "That's great, those uncles and aunts in Qinglong Town will never again Don't worry. Daoist, you are really powerful. Although I didn't see it very clearly when I hid behind the tree just now, I also know that these two monsters are very difficult to deal with. I didn't expect you to take care of them by yourself... You Is it possible to walk now?"

Xuan Zhen was thinking to himself: This young man is so courageous, he clearly saw a monster, and dared to hide and watch it... He said it was behind a tree, so he thought it was in that forest, no wonder I didn't see it.Listening to the young man asking him if he could stand up and walk, he shook his head slightly with great difficulty. At this moment, he was able to sit up half of his body thanks to the strength of the fisherman's young man, and he couldn't even bend and stretch his fingers.

The fisherman nodded and said softly: "Can't walk? That's fine, I'll give you a ride."

Seeing the young man's thoughtful demeanor and words, Xuan Zhen felt a little grateful in his heart, but the hand behind his back was suddenly withdrawn, only a blunt sound was heard, followed by a burst of pain in the back of his head, which was already involuntarily throbbing Fall back onto the sand.

There was a blushing sound, and the blue light shone brightly, Xuan Zhen only felt a glare for a while, and when he opened his eyes to look again, the young fisherman stood in front of him, holding a sharp sword in his hand and pointing it at his cheek, that sword was Chunshui.

The fisherman's face was still full of soft smiles, and his tone of voice was still gentle, but there was a chill in his words, sharper than the sword pointed at Xuan Zhen's face: "Master Dao, if it wasn't for you I am afraid that I would not dare to stand up just like that. But since you can’t move, it’s okay to have a few words with you.”

How could a young fisherman know the name of Wangxiang, and how could he be so clear about the poison on his claws?Xuan Zhen already had some doubts about this young man, but now he understood a little bit more.

If he heard the young man laughing, "Master Dao, it's not very hard to find this bird, it's fine if you kill it. It's just that I spent a lot of effort to tame this elephant. The venom on the claws requires more than a dozen kinds of poisonous substances and weeds to be prepared, and you can ruin more than half a year of hard work with just one swing of your sword, which is really unpleasant."

Xuan Zhen was puzzled at first, he didn't understand why the two monsters, Gu Huo Niao and Wang Xiang, worked hand in hand and cooperated tacitly, now I know the reason.It turned out that behind the tragic incident of monsters harming people, it was this ugly young man who was doing the tricks. He raised monsters and allowed them to harm people. An incomparably hideous scar, full of anger in his heart.

Only to hear the young man say again: "Besides, you have ruined my important affairs, and even saw my face, you can't let you go anyway. Daoist, your skill is profound, and the skill of controlling the sword is even more rare. If you die in the It's a pity here... It's a pity that this good sword is even more pity, after much deliberation, I have no choice but to keep it as my own, so that it is not considered a treasure, and if you think about it, you can die in peace, right?"

Xuan Zhen's eyes turned back, and he saw the tip of Chunshui sword swaying gently on his face, especially slashing back and forth in front of his cheeks and eyes, which was quite threatening. It was obvious that the young man did it on purpose, just to tease himself .He was so weak that he couldn't resist, so he simply closed his eyes, ignoring the young man's sneer.

The boy talked for a long time and no one responded, and he seemed to feel a little dull.He laughed softly and said, "Master Dao, looking at the light of the sword at this time, you are a rare beauty, but it is a pity that such a beauty should die on this beach in an instant. If you can speak, If you beg me at this time, maybe I will spare you... Forget it, it might be more interesting to destroy your face first, and then kill you, to see how painful you are."

Xuan Zhen knew that he was just saying it deliberately to mock him, so he closed his eyes tightly and ignored it.Amidst the long laughter of the young man, a sense of coldness rushed to him, it was obvious that he was murdered.The sword edge stabbed very quickly, Chunshui was already unparalleled sharp, and the innate awe-inspiring sword aura was even more astonishing, before the sword tip touched Xuan Zhen's cheek, the cold air had already left a tingling pain on his skin.

Xuan Zhen was already on the verge of death, but at this moment of swiftness, the ground suddenly felt itchy, and a burst of cold breath came to his nostrils.All of a sudden there was a loud clang, and the fisherman let out a yell, his voice was full of surprise, and then he heard a rustling sound, as if he was deterred by something, he took a few steps back.

The fisherman said angrily, "Who are you?"

Xuan Zhen hurriedly opened his eyes to look, and there was a hazy white brushing past his face, and the cold breath lingered in his nose again, like musk deer but not musk deer, like blue orchid, it smelled light, with a scent chill.

I only heard a cold voice from the top of my head disdainful and authentic: "You despicable villain, you don't deserve to know my name." The voice was deep, and it seemed to be a teenager.

That piece of soft white fluttered in front of Xuan Zhen's eyes again, and suddenly dodged away.It was only then that Xuan Zhen saw clearly that the one who saved him was a young man in white, and what was brushing his face just now was just a piece of thin hem of his clothes.The white-clothed boy turned his back to him and slowly approached the fisherman. Xuan Zhen lay on the ground and could only see his tall and tall back, but he saw the black hair fluttering in the wind, and the snow-white sleeves turned up and down. Flying, under the moonlight in the dark night, it is really chic.

The white-clothed boy held a thin sword in his hand, and he held a sword flower in his hand as he walked. He suddenly exerted force with his feet, but saw an orange-yellow sand mist on the beach, and it was in front of the ugly boy in no time, and the thin sword was even more invisible. It came out through the fog with a sound, stabbing directly at the vital point in his chest, the ugly boy dodged sideways, but the tip of the sword trembled in front of his eyes, changed his moves very quickly, and suddenly pointed at his throat again.Although Xuan Zhen could only take a general look at it, he also secretly praised him in his heart, this young man's swordsmanship is extraordinary, he has such attainments at a young age, he must have put in a lot of hard work, and his talent is also outstanding.

Although the ugly boy was very scheming, his own skill was far inferior to that of the white-clothed boy. He attempted to escape several times, but unexpectedly, his opponent was not fooled at all, and only wanted to kill him.The smile on his face disappeared unknowingly, and he said angrily: "What do you have to do with the grievances between me and this Taoist priest? I want you to meddle in my own business? Since you want to save him, stop it as soon as possible." , this Taoist priest has been poisoned by me, if he continues to fight, he will die!"

Xuan Zhen was lying on the ground, watching the fight between the two of them, while secretly resisting the poisonous gas attack. The poison of Wu Xiang was fierce at first, but now it gradually weakened. Like being suppressed by the poisonous gas, luck slowly forced him back to the wound on his calf and gathered into a small ball. Although he was temporarily unable to stand up, talking was no longer inconvenient.Seeing that the boy in white seems to have listened to the ugly boy's words, the sword that was originally handed to his chest slowed down, and he hurriedly said: "This young man, don't listen to his nonsense, the poisonous gas has been taken by me. Hold it back, it will take a while to force it out of the body. This man is cruel and merciless, and has caused terrific harm to the people in the nearby Qinglong Town, no matter what, don't let him go!"

When the boy in white heard this, he immediately stabbed the ugly boy with three swords, the momentum of the sword was a little faster than before.The ugly boy's movements gradually slowed down at this time, Xuan Zhen tried his best to look up, and after watching for a while, he felt a little strange, only to feel that the ugly boy's limbs were vaguely incompatible with each other, and he often only needed to use his hands and feet together. But he can avoid it, but he is at a loss, very embarrassed.

Seeing the white-clothed boy getting more and more courageous, catching up every step of the way, the ugly boy could only resist with all his strength and retreated.Xuan Zhen felt the energy in his body slowly recovering, and he wanted to help the young man in white with a helping hand. He supported it with both hands, and when he sat up, he wanted to recall his Spring Water Sword, but at this moment, something rolled out of his arms, dripping Rolled across the sand, and arrived between the two teenagers who were fighting fiercely.

The thing was translucent white, round and flat, turned around on the sand for a few more times, and then fell down. Suddenly, the light shone brightly, dazzling, better than the sun and the moon, instantly illuminating the beach like daytime.

The two teenagers were fighting fiercely, and they were caught off guard when the white light suddenly appeared. The boy in white hurriedly turned his face away to avoid the glare, but the ugly boy seemed to see the right moment, and hurriedly aimed the Spring Water Sword in his hand. The white-clothed boy on the opposite side threw his shoulders vigorously, but he took a few steps back, only to hear a loud explosion, and the yellow sand rolled, and the ugly boy had already disappeared.