His sword-drawing posture is so graceful that the blade of the sword is appearing in the air at a high speed. Du Gufeng felt the vastness of the sword before it was drawn. She can clearly count Ye Gucheng’s sword-drawing alone, giving birth to thirty-six changes. Any one of these changes can defeat the four masters of this level.
Du Gufeng’s feet have no motivation. If she wants to move the other person, any change will fall on her body, and she will never be an exception. She is becoming more and more calm at the moment, forgetting herself, holding her sword tightly, and the cool hilt will make her more sober.
Ye Gucheng people’s swords seem to have been combined, and the light of the sword is like a horse, and it is like a flying rainbow. The light of the sword is brilliant and urgent in the past
No one can shape the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, and no one can shape the speed of this sword. It is not just a sword, but a thunderous flash of Raytheon.
Facing this sword, Du Gufeng did nothing but closed her eyes. She is not a person who is willing to give up, but at the moment, she actually calmed down. It was a moment when Du Gufeng forgot life and death. It seemed as if she had entered all villages. The sword penetrated her chest, but not a drop of blood penetrated.
Du Gufeng slowly opened his eyes. Ye Gucheng was still dressed in white, and behind it was the vast sea. Occasionally, a few seagulls hovered around the sea.
DuGuFeng just surprised out in a cold sweat at the moment, saying, "Lord Ye’s sword can be illusory."
Ye Gucheng, of course, didn’t have a sword. If he had a sword, Du Gufeng might not be able to live well here. He looked up at the sky and said, "If you can send me a sword, you will enter the realm of super-class masters. If you meet me five years ago, I will definitely die."
Du Gufeng, of course, Bai Ye Gucheng means that he didn’t reach this level today at that time. It will never be a sword, but a real sword. That’s why Du Gufeng will die. If she doesn’t die, it must be Ye Gucheng. There is no third possibility.
Du Gufeng said, "The more I am now, the more unfathomable I am. Unfortunately, Cailin Fu is dead, and there is no Taoist who can talk to the duke."
Ye Gucheng doesn’t seem to be surprised at Cailin Fu’s death, because Cailin Fu’s death is no longer his desire for opponents.
Ye Gucheng said faintly, "I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time if Li Zhichang is seriously injured." Du Gufeng heard a joy from Ye Gucheng’s indifferent tone, because Ye Gucheng can go to Li Zhichang and owe a favor to Li Zhichang. It’s hard and because few things can stump Li Zhichang.
God can kill Cailin Fu people almost. If Cailin Fu is dead, there are five people who are most likely to kill others, while Du Gufeng is an ordinary person in Li Zhi. Therefore, it is not difficult for Ye Gucheng to judge that Cailin Fu is dead from the news that Cailin Fu is dead. If Li Zhichang kills Fu Cailin without serious injury, it is impossible.
Kou Zhong brought back the stone tablet carved by Song Que and returned to Xiangyang. Until then, he didn’t know that Li Zhichang was seriously injured. Li Zhichang built a rain pavilion. Li Zhichang listened to Kou Zhong’s description and sighed lightly. "Song Que is indeed Song Que."
Kou Zhong was a little worried, "How can Li’s current state face the challenge of Song deficiency? If I had known this, I should have invited Uncle Zhi."
Li Zhichang said, "Without Song Que, you will never be shaken, and you don’t have to worry. I have hired someone to help me cope with Jack nife temporarily. I hope he will come soon."
Li Zhichang’s eyes are condensed. The lines on the carved stone face are rougher than those of the painter, but Li Zhichang’s eyes are deeply attracted, as if there is something great hidden in the face.
Kou Zhong looked a little strange when he saw Li Zhichang. How long did he look at this thing and didn’t see what Bai Li Zhichang saw?
Kou Zhong asked curiously, "Is there really anything strange about this stone carving?"
Li Zhichang’s eyes revealed a distant low road. "Do you know how this stone carving was made?"
Kou Zhong said, "Don’t you see?"
Li Zhichang said, "It’s the back of a knife."
Kou Zhong was finally surprised that the back of the knife was blunt and the front was sharp. It was not easy for him to carve this bluestone. No wonder the painter was so shallow.
Li Zhichang seemed to know Kou Zhong’s idea and said slowly, "Did you carve such a simple stone carving because of the lack of song on the back of the knife?"
Kou Zhong asked, "Isn’t it normal to know that carving such stone carvings on the back of the knife requires high skill and little effort to grasp the strength?"
Chapter 11 Competing against each other
Li Zhichang sighed, "Xiao Zhong, you can’t see it. It’s no wonder that you couldn’t see it if you hadn’t reached the stage of subtle ecstasy."
Kou Zhong seemed to have a flash of inspiration to look at this stone carving again. Suddenly, this line suddenly became a series of lines with the same shape, the same depth and the same length. When each small line was connected, it made up the image of Li Zhichang. However, the inclusion body was a series of stone carvings, and each paragraph was not connected completely, which caused that there was no sense of beauty. Because the painter was not fluent, every knife carving was completely different. Every knife carving was a subtle knife method. In an instant, Kou Zhong calculated that there were 999 knife carvings on this side.
Li Zhichang said, "Song’s lack of the back of the knife is a hidden knife. Otherwise, Xiaozhong will see it at the first glance. Hey hey, although I haven’t seen Song’s lack, I made 999 moves."
Kou Zhong’s face was shocked, and he finally said, "I really don’t know what to do when using saber to this extent. Although there are 999 strokes, I stopped using 999 strokes until now, and I have such a lofty position in the Jianghu during the day."
Li Zhichang indifferently said, "Xiaozhong, do you know that Song Que asked you to bring this moment back?"
Before Kou Zhong answered Li Zhichang, he went on, "Of course, it’s because you are Song Que who booked a good man. He borrowed my hand to show you his knife, Song Que, Song Que. Is Li Zhichang a stingy person in your heart?"
In the stormy weather, Song Que and Song Zhili’s long river flows through the left bank of the river. Song Que looks relaxed and carefree, and there is no image of a peerless swordsman.
Song Quedao said, "The Yangtze River is like a big dragon pouring from the main peak of the remote Tanggula Mountain, the Ladan Winter Snow Peak, across the middle-earth and rushing out of the ocean from west to east, which breeds a prosperous southern region. The Yellow River is a little more beautiful and gentle than the great river, and it is a little more beautiful and gentle than the great river. The gentle river, the Huaihe River and the great river are all rivers that flow into the sea. Although the winner is the Yellow River, I only love the great river.
Song Zhiwei laughed. "I still remember that Big Brother once explored the source of the great river when he was a teenager. How many years have passed?"
Song Quedao said, "It has been many years since the past." He suddenly said, "How many years have I not left Lingnan in A Zhi?"
Song Zhi bowed his head and said, "Big Brother, you haven’t left Lingnan for fifteen years."
Song Que watched the Yangtze River water show a sigh like a husband’s riverside, and his face was elegant and elegant. There was a constant smell of flowing figures in the river.
He said indifferently, "I have never left Lingnan since I pursued Shi Xuan fifteen years ago. Do you know anything?"
Song Zhidao: "Big Brother has always been brilliant. Because the Sui Dynasty was in full swing 15 years ago, Big Brother had to wait for the right time in Lingnan. This is not the manpower of Tianli."
Song Quedao said, "This is just one of the reasons. A Zhi still hasn’t said anything."
Song Zhidao: "Big Brother didn’t kill Shi Xuan in those days because he saw through the other side of Shi Xuan and asked him to go to disaster and wait for the right time to clean up the mess."
Song Que sighed, "This should not be what you want to say, but Li Zhichang told you about it. But the world in A Zhi said that Jack nife’s sword. I know that you have always been a father who gave you a word" wisdom "and would have said everything. You are a wise man."
Song Zhi raised his head. He and Song lacked brothers for decades, but he rarely faced up to Song’s lack of courage. He was afraid that he would unconsciously show his dissatisfaction with Song’s lack.
Song Zhi finally said with a wry smile, "I really haven’t been a big brother, not that I don’t have a sword and Jack nife, but that I don’t recognize the lack of Lingnan in the Song Dynasty for decades."
Song short light way "I know"