Refining the Mountains and Rivers - 1745. Chapter 1745
The protagonist is here!
In the Yanran Mountain, the kendo masters from all sides showed their faces condensed.
Sect Master Gu didn’t say anything, if it were not for the advanced (excellent) cultivation base (equipment), he would have long been labeled the shame of kendo.
Li Sumu, who has always been a maverick, is even more irritating today than Sect Master Gu. Even if he beats him, he is attentive. What are you?
What is the dignity and rules of Yanran Mountain, a sacred place for kendo? That is to say, you can fight, otherwise you will have to kneel down and confess.
Not to mention, when I mentioned these two people, my brain hurts.
Fortunately, we still have Lao Hu finale, otherwise the opening of the Heavenly Sword Sect will successfully reopen the gate, and everyone will vomit blood is one aspect, the news spreads, and it falls into the ears of people who don’t know the truth…Why, this is the so-called sacred place of swordsmanship. , Was picked by a junior, it was ridiculous.
How can a group of kendo legends and bigwigs accept it? I am a sword repairer, my head can be broken and bleeding, and my face must not be lost.
Come on, old Hu, we support you!
“Wait a minute!” Qin Yu shouted, “Qin has two battles in succession, and now his strength is severely depleted, I request a rest.”
This is in line with the rules.
With the momentum of wind and thunder, Khufu, who came with a murderous intent, frowned suddenly, like a punch that had already been punched, abruptly stopped halfway, and the whole body was slightly confused.
But Khufu is worthy of the lord of the sect. The scar on his face also shows that he is indeed a ruthless character who has gone through fights. He took a deep breath and returned to peace.
Outside the mountain gate, before the projection of the light curtain, many sword repairmen yelled at him, saying that the shameless dog thief was too thief, and he forced him to delay the time.
The kendo bosses who have witnessed the whole process raised their eyebrows straight, thinking that this kid’s cheek is really thick enough, if he can survive today…the future is boundless.
Although the three exams of the swordsmanship are conducted on the same day, there is a one-hour break between each exam. Just now Li Sumu took the sword too quickly, and Qin Yu felt that this was also a member of the “fake beater” who had gone through the door, so he let him take advantage of the loophole.
On the opposite side of Khufu, a copy of the sect is ready, and it looks like he will fight me to death. How can Qin Yu make him do what he wants.
Suffocate you!
Countless sword repairers stared and gritted their teeth. An hour passed quickly. Just before the end of the time, Qin Yu suddenly said in a loud voice: “Given the sword for three tests, there are two opportunities to rest. I have not recovered yet, and asked to continue to rest. An hour.”
On the opposite side, the Qi machine quietly operated, and Khufu, who had become a wind and thunder, blushed with a muffled groan, and his body shook. Damn Qin Yu, he must be deliberate, stuck at the end of the time limit, and he almost shot back and spurted blood.
Countless swords repaired the canthus and wanted to split, staring at Qin Yu desperately, wishing to rush over, and grab him by the neck-bastard, do you return my passion for watching the game? If they were swayed like this, the sword repairers felt that their nerves were going to be abnormal!
Hufu took a deep breath, stepped forward, and sneered suddenly, “Hufu, the Open Heaven Sword Sect has already received two swords, how about two hours of rest? This is in line with the rules! Could it be that you open the Heaven Sword Sect Master Hu, Sect Master,? Are you afraid that a junior will fail?”
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.
Let alone a group of people with the slogan “Swordsman of my generation”, Yanran Mountain at the foot of everyone is a big river and lake.
Where there are rivers and lakes, there are grievances and entanglements.
Now suddenly appearing outside the gate of the Open Heaven Sword Sect is a free sword repairman named Hu Zhiming in Yanran Mountain. It is rumored that he has won someone. The ancient sword sage inheritance has given him today’s cultivation base.
The origins of the grievances between Ho Chi Minh and Zhou Tian Jianzong are now unverifiable, but there is no doubt that the grudges are prudent. So today, Ho Chi Minh jumped out to disrupt the situation, and it made sense.
Hufu’s face was pale.
“Oh, it looks scary. Sect Master Hu, you think this is in your Zhoutian Sword Sect. You can do whatever you want. If you are willing to climb the bed of a female disciple, you can climb the bed of a female disciple. Even a male disciple can I can’t escape your clutches…”
The sword repairers were staring at it. Although they knew very well that they didn’t deal with each other, but where they had seen it with their own eyes, the two kendo masters had a face-to-face conflict, and the topic was really hot.
Among the crowd, a few female disciples of the Sword Sect of Zhou Tian and his Zong Jianxiu who had made a marriage relationship, their expressions changed directly, and they felt that above their heads, thousands of horses were now galloping.
“Shut up!” Hu Fu shouted angrily, “Hu Zhiming, stop talking nonsense and ruin my reputation of Zhou Tian Jianzong. After today, this zong will let you pay for it!”
Hu Zhiming sneered, “I am not afraid of the shadow leaning, and Sect Master Hu is so furious, it seems that he was hit by Hu’s aching foot.”
He handed over, “Humou thinks it’s normal to be a female disciple, it belongs to your basic operation of Khufu, but if you are a male disciple…tsk, take it, Hu is really convinced!”
Qin Yu was very happy. He looked at Hufu, whose face turned dark and his body was trembling with anger. Ho Chiming, who was eager to disturb the situation, would say a few more words. It would be better to let Hufu spit out blood and faint to death. Maybe he didn’t use it. You win with your hands.
That’s perfect!
But it is a pity that Khufu is not so fragile, and his Qi-raising skills are absolutely top-notch, and he can resist being thrown dung in front of him. He closed his eyes and opened them again, ignoring Hu Zhiming, who was arrogant, and his eyes fell on Qin Yu again.
“Standing! Hufu, let me tell you that the rules of Yanran Mountain have been passed down from generation to generation. If you want to break the rules, I am the first Hu Zhiming to not agree.”
He sneered and looked around, “Dear bosses, I know that you are all watching. It’s okay to stay silent now, but I have already jumped out to say something. If you still watch, Sect Master Hu breaks the rules. Although I can’t stop me, Hu Zhiming, I promised to spread this incident throughout the famine China, so that everyone in the world can carefully see what the so-called kendo holy land Yanran Mountain is like.”
“Don’t believe me, I am also called Lao Hu, and my old nonsense will always be practiced. If you don’t believe it, you can try it.”
In Qin Yu’s ear, a faint voice rang, “Boy, I can only help you here. If the old people are shameless, you will ask for more blessings. But anyway, I hope Can you give me something to kill Khufu who has suffered a thousand stabs!”
It’s Ho Chi Minh.
Qin Yu arched his hands far away, “Thank you, Senior Hu for speaking up for his righteousness. The younger generation returned to the ancestral land of the ancestors. I have not really contacted them. Every fellow in Yanran Mountain, I only heard from the elders of the sect. A role model for practitioners…Of course, if the seniors don’t hesitate, they would rather lose their image and work with Khufu to deceive me a junior, Qin Yu can only bear it.”
Ho Chi Minh’s eyes lit up, boy, you are very okay and promising. When this sentence was released, Khufu could still make a move, and the skins of the old bastards in Yanran Mountain were about to be stripped clean.
Soon after Qin Yu’s voice fell, outside the gate of Heavenly Sword Sect Mountain, the space was slightly distorted, and several phantoms of sword peaks appeared. Even if it’s just a phantom, it still releases a destructive energy that makes people palpitating and desperate.
Resolute and domineering, can cut all things in heaven and earth.
Each Jianfeng phantom represents a real kendo boss, a figure in charge of Yanran Mountain.
“Khufu, wait a minute.”
“The rules must be kept.”
“My generation of sword repair, self-discipline is the number one.”
Voices sounded one after another, expressing their attitudes.
Ho Chi Minh smiled with satisfaction, bowed his hands to the crowd, and then did not hesitate to apply oil on the soles of his feet, then turned and flew without a trace.
Nonsense, the goal is achieved, don’t you run away quickly, find a place to watch the “live broadcast” and stay and wait to be beaten?
Hum, don’t forget, he has offended many people just now.
In the phantom of Jianfeng, a few breaths chased after him, and Hu Zhiming left his direction.
Rumbling–
The earth-shaking swords erupted, and Ho Chi Minh’s roar sounded from far away, “A few big men, old Hu, I just speak righteously, don’t you need to be angry?”
Jianfeng phantom was silent for a while.
They didn’t do anything, but Hu Zhiming shouted so loudly that the yellow mud fell into the crotch, not shit or shit.
In the current situation, it’s really not good, so continue to work on him, otherwise there will be a narrow-minded evaluation that can only be held back by gritted teeth.
Of course, this is also because, although Hu Zhiming is only a casual cultivator, his strength is indeed tyrannical, and he belongs to one of the more difficult characters in Yanran Mountain. It’s not easy to deal with him. If you are not careful, you will be contaminated with urine.
Khufu was silent, full of vigour, and gradually calmed down.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Yu, “Junior, you are indeed very smart, knowing the principle of slamming, then exhausting, and failing three times. This school has to admit that your cleverness has worked, and this school has indeed been affected.”
“But remember, in the world of sword repairs of my generation, strength is always the first. Any tricks and tricks will not become a climate.”
Hufu breathed out, expressionless, “This sect will kill you.” In this sentence, he said calmly and calmly.
But everyone can hear the self-confidence and powerful killing intent contained in this calm.
Qin Yu’s heart contracted slightly, and the surface did not show any signs of it. Looking back at his eyes, Qin Yu said lightly: “I think so too.”
Outside the Open Heaven Sword Sect, he fell into silence.
Everyone knew that when the last hour passed, it was when the two were fighting for their lives.
Although just now, Qin Yu was not at a disadvantage in the confrontation at the mouth-cannon level. But in fact, everyone is still not optimistic about it. Sovereign Hufu is what everyone expects.
Killing Qin Yu and ruining the Open Heaven Sword Sect, and then the crowd rushed forward, their mouths filled with feasting.
This is the real joy of everyone.
An hour, and a moment away, Qin Yu suddenly got up. His movements made a lot of things, and he quietly accumulated emotions. Jian Xiu, who was waiting for the battle to arrive, immediately changed his face.
Sure enough, I heard Qin Yu speak lightly, “Hufu, Qin doesn’t want to wait any longer, let’s take out the sword!”
Shameless dog thief… asshole… so suddenly, we are not prepared at all! And this careful machine is indeed so insidious that it can’t be more insidious.
Hufu opened his eyes with a calm expression, “Little clever, always just clever.” He raised his hand, the space was directly shattered, the long sword fell into his hand, and he slashed forward.
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