The rivers and lakes are really too big, even if there are immortals who smash a Mount Tai into the rivers and lakes and make a huge splash, but after ten or a hundred years, there will be no ripples.
Therefore, most of the people in the rivers and lakes are relatively forgetful, and their lives are no more than a hundred years, and seventy is rare.
Li Chungang became famous too early, he took the lead at a young age, he was almost invincible in the world at the age of thirty, and looked up, who became famous early with the old sword god, and ended early, after losing to his peer Wang Xianzhi, the Trojan horse cow was folded, and there were few rumors that flowed into the rivers and lakes For these people, not to mention the old and strong Wang Xianzhi, only on the world's swordsmanship, the dragon and tiger mountain Qi Xianxia and Wudang Wang Xiaoping in the Daomen complement each other, but compared to the immortal Deng Tai'a, it is still inferior, the rivers and lakes change, what remains unchanged is that the swordsman is always the most on the rivers and lakes, just like the crucian carp across the river, dense, and Deng Tai'a is undoubtedly the only sword god in the minds of the rivers and lakes today, but this sword god does not like to wear a sword, which is also a strange thing.
The one who used the sword lost to the one who used the knife and the gun, you can say that I lost, you use the knife and the gun, bring out the most top-notch master, who can beat the Deng Jianshen who does not use the sword It is rumored that this Deng Jianshen was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and can conjure up three heads and six arms, and there is a small pineapple wood sword box hidden in the bag, containing more than ten pocket small swords, and the Wu family sword mound secret technique is raised to be psychic like a living creature, hungry eats meat, thirsty is drinking blood, very mysterious, after the box is out of the box, you can cut off the head on the neck, It's a pity that this kind of supernatural sword immortal handwriting, only the city lord of Emperor Wu City in the world has seen it, there is no way, no matter how big the rivers and lakes are, for Deng Jianshen, he is really qualified to see no more.
Nearly two thousand swords in Emperor Wu's city were unsheathed, and a shocking sword curtain hung in the air.
Outside the city gate, a tired old donkey trampled on its hooves, slowly entering the city, a young man dressed as a scholar rode a donkey upside down, with a scabbard hanging from his waist, the sword was gone, a look of chagrin and remorse, bowed his head to a middle-aged man who led a donkey and said: "Master, my sword was bought with great difficulty after saving copper coins and broken silver, then Li Chungang said that it was borrowed from the sword in the city, why didn't even let me go, we haven't arrived in Emperor Wu City yet, master, you too, I watched the sword fly out of the sheath, and didn't help me stop it, how embarrassing it is for this matter to spread out, When the time comes, sir, where will your face go?"
The middle-aged man has a mediocre appearance, but he is used to the corners of his mouth curled, and he looks like he is always smiling, and his unremarkable face is also soft and mellow, he is carrying a peach blossom picked from nowhere, his fingers rotate slightly, he looks up at the young man's bitter gourd face, and jokes with a smile: "Isn't the face resting on your face?"
The young man who was a scholar servant was not small, he rode a donkey by himself, and let the old man lead the donkey on foot, and let the old man carry his bags and bookcases, and when he heard his old man ridicule, he first stared, then deflated, and asked worriedly: "This Li Chungang said that he borrowed the sword, but he won't borrow it or not pay it back."
The man smiled: "If Senior Li doesn't fight, just make a show, I guess you are choking enough, you think, almost two thousand swords are out of control, and they all fall from the sky and throw them to the ground, when the time comes, you can recognize that one is yours Even if you recognize it, so many heroic swordsmen go crazy to rob it, plus some people who fish in troubled waters and take sheep by hand, just your small body, grab it back and want to return it to its original owner, you just burn high incense and say it's not bad, in case you really fight with Old Man Wang, these thousand nine hundred swords, But it's going to be ten, then your sword qualifications are average, and you can't withstand the wave of Old Man Wang's hand at all.
But I see, this time Senior Li borrowed the sword, borrowed it well, so that you kid didn't have the heart to do chores for me when he bought the sword, you touch your conscience and talk about it, these words, cooking and cooking can have half of the mind in the past."
To be precise, the young man of the sword boy exhaled angrily: "Just the master, you talk the most, and the beginning is going to be endless, my ears are calloused."
Turn off T Ads gt The middle-aged man in coarse linen clothes was worthy of being so good-tempered that he had no temper, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll shut up." ” The young man who said that he was a sword boy but had never carried a sword to the master sighed: "Master, let me tell you something" led the donkey into the city, and the man who stood on the main road and looked at the head of the inner city said with a smile: "Senior Li and Old Man Wang want to fight with immortals, aren't you embarrassed for me?"
The sword boy retreated and begged, hehe said: "Otherwise, master, you take advantage of the chaos to pick up seventeen or eighteen swords for me, anyway, master, you are picking up swords, and you are not stealing or robbing, what does it matter?"
The man smiled knowingly and said: "Look, I just said that where to put my face, if I run on the street with a dozen swords on my shoulders, I will have face."
The sword boy's heart was as dead as ashes, and he said with a sad face: "Following the master's side, there are more than 600 people who work as cattle and horses, and it is not easy to accumulate seventeen taels of silver, all of which are spent on buying swords.
The man saw that the young man had faint signs of tears, and said with a headache: "Okay, okay, I'll help you pick up a good sword when no one is around." ” The young man's face changed suddenly, and he smiled brightly: "Master, are you tired, I'll help you carry the bookcase." ” The manly smile said, "The surname is De."
Give you a book box to endorse, it's not a donkey who is tired, it's better for me to be tired. ” The sword boy grinned, looked up at the gloomy sword curtain above the city, looked in a trance, and asked softly: "Master, you said that if this fight is really fought, who will win the bigger picture?"
The man smiled and said casually: "Unless you fight to the death, the winning side of this fight is still much bigger than Old Man Wang." ” Jian Tong pursed the corners of his lips, rolled his eyes and said: "This Li Chungang is too useless, he will only toss this kind of scaring scene, isn't it an embroidered pillow?"
The man showed a rare solemn expression, and said in a deep voice: "Sanlu, don't be disrespectful to Senior Li" When the young man saw that the old man was angry, he finally didn't dare to let out a big word, so he let out a good sigh.
But then he said with an unwilling face: "That old man Wang is a dog sitting on a dog dung heap and claiming to be the king and hegemon, if you do your best, you will beat him so that his father and mother don't know him." ” The man smiled dumbly, shook his head and said, "I don't expect anything in this life." ” The sword boy, who has always been unconcerned about his identity when getting along with the master, seems to be angry and snorting angrily.
The man didn't care, and said slightly unconsciously: "You children, naturally you don't understand what it means to be born without giving birth to Li Chungang, and the way of the sword is as long as the night."
In the past five hundred years, there have been countless genius swordsmen, but in the end, only this old-timer kendo cultivator has chased Lu Zu directly.
As for me, killing people may be better than Li's predecessors, but they are also slightly better, but in terms of kendo cultivation, it is much worse. ” The sword boy only picked up the good ones in his ears, and said with a smile: "Isn't sword practice just to fight and kill people." ” The man smiled, "You can think clearly." ” The young sword boy riding on the donkey put on a commanding momentum.
The man stopped spinning the peach blossom branch, sighed in surprise, and said with a smile: "Here you kid has good eyes, this fight is really fighting, there is no thunder and rain." ” A voice like a bell came from the attic of the inner city, "Please Li Chungang go out of the city and fight with Wang into the sea" Countless people in Emperor Wu City raised their heads in unison, and a burly white shadow was like a comet, blasting from the top of the attic to the surface of the East China Sea.
One thousand nine hundred swords, the tip of the sword instantly pointed directly at the East China Sea, and one person jumped on the head of the sword, and the sword went to the East China Sea.
The strongest battle in the world: