Chapter 25 Do you really think my sword can’t kill people? (Please follow up)
On the golden top of the sky, the morning sun shines down, and the sea of clouds is dyed with a layer of golden light.
Lu Chengfeng and Zhou Tong stood staggered.
Zhou Tong looked at his sleeve, which had been chopped off, and was stunned by the reality. Then he remembered the scabbard that looked like a wandering dragon, and the sword that was chopped out like a rainbow at the critical moment. Jian Feng couldn't help but admire it.
“Good swordsmanship, good courage, good adaptability!”
"At the same age, I am not as good as you."
Lu Chengfeng holds the Hidden Edge Sword in its sheath in his right hand. Drops of scarlet blood drip from the scabbard along his palm. In his left hand, he holds the Hidden Cicada Sword with his fingers tilted. , the chill is pressing.
Just now facing Zhou Tong's ground-shattering slash, he first held the sword in his right hand to strike with sword energy, and blocked it head-on.
When the two sides collided and saw that they were no match for each other, he drew his sword with his left hand and cut off Zhou Tong's sleeve with one sword. However, his right hand collided head-on with the enemy and was seriously injured.
Lu Chengfeng knew very well that Zhou Tong had to be merciful, otherwise he would not only be injured in his right hand, but he would probably be cut in half with a sword and die tragically on the spot.
The most he can do is cut off one of the opponent's arms before dying.
One death and one injury, the outcome is clear at a glance.
"Senior brother, I lost this battle!" Lu Chengfeng slowly put away his sword, his tone slightly depressed.
"Hahaha, you boy, how old are you? Senior brother, I am eight years older than you, and you cut off my sleeve with a sword. If you hadn't been merciful, this arm would It’s all gone.”
Zhou Tong laughed and scolded: “Do you still want to kill me with a sword? Then I have been living like a dog for so many years.”
Lu Chengfeng also came back to his senses from the defeat just now. He returned to his sheath with a clang, and said with a carefree smile: "Senior brother is saying that I was a little overestimating my abilities."
"Okay. Yes, it’s just a sword fight, you and me There is no need to be so polite between brothers." Zhou Tong slowly carried Shen Yuan's heavy sword behind his back and sighed: "The Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Sutra left behind by our ancestors is so mysterious that I have been practicing hard for many years. There is some understanding in the sword-fighting posture.”
"It is impossible to even get started with other sword techniques, let alone the unification of the five elements. It will be difficult to practice this sword technique even in this life."
"But..." said At this point, he changed the subject and said, "The teacher taught me The Liu Sword Scripture is profound and profound, and even one of its sword techniques can be compared to the ultimate skill. "
"The Five Elements Unify, and it leads directly to the Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Light Sword, which can be said to be the road to heaven."
"Junior brother, with your talent, you will definitely achieve something. You can inherit the mantle of your ancestor and prevent his legacy from being dimmed."
Lu Chengfeng knew that he was deliberately showing off the power and profundity of this unique skill, fearing that He despised this incomplete unique skill and went to practice other sword techniques in the sect.
It's a pity that he has other plans, and Zhou Tong may not be able to get his wish in the end. Unless he really marries Zhu Yuxian one day, the Five Elements Guiyuan Sword Scripture will naturally be at his fingertips.
He sighed secretly in his heart and said, "Senior brother, I understand your hard work. Junior brother, I will definitely do my best."
Zhou Tong received his promise and smiled on his face, " This sentence from my junior brother is enough. I believe you will be able to gain something with your talent.”
Lu Chengfeng smiled bitterly, but said no more.
"Junior brother, your right hand was injured by a strong force. You'd better go to heal the injury first. Caixia has a good collection of wound medicine." Zhou Tong said as he directly pulled Lu Chengfeng to the Yuxian Palace. Go.
Half an hour later, Caixia applied wound medicine to Lu Chengfeng’s right hand and wrapped it herself.
Caixia and Mingyue are both Zhu Yuxian's personal maids. They have been following her for many years. They are closer than her disciples and have a high status in the mountain. Lu Chengfeng originally wanted to apply the medicine himself, but he couldn't resist Caixia and could only let her busy for him.
Zhou Tong laughed at the side and said: "Caixia, I didn't think you were so concerned when I was injured while practicing martial arts. It was all my own painstaking medicine."
"In the end, the new person is better than the old one!"< br>
Caixia's pretty face turned red, and she spat at him, "You're just talking nonsense here, you're better than I'm still older, so why should I take care of you?"
"Master Chengfeng was still young, and he was hurt by you when he just went up the mountain. Isn't it right for me to take more care of you? The trouble you caused."
Seeing the girl denounce him, Zhou Tong quickly begged for mercy.
"It's my fault, my fault. Next time I go out and come back, I will definitely bring you and Mingyue the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the mountain to apologize. How about that?"
Caixia snorted and said, "Who wants you to apologize? It was clearly you who caused Master Chengfeng to be injured, and you should be the one to apologize to him."
Lu Chengfeng quickly waved his left hand, "Sister Caixia, please don't call me Master again. It sounds real It’s just an outsider. If you don’t mind, just call me Chengfeng.”
“Besides, it’s inevitable that I will get injured when I compete with my senior brother. In the final analysis, I am still weak.”
“I have troubled my sister to take care of me today. I will go to the town at the foot of the mountain to buy some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes some other day. This can be regarded as a way of repaying my sister for taking care of me today.”
"I'm just giving you a simple bandage. It doesn't mean I'm taking good care of you." Although she said that, Caixia smiled as brightly as a flower, and the joy in her words couldn't help but reveal.
Zhou Tong couldn't help but be speechless as he watched from the side. He had never been so close to Caixia for so many years in the mountains. He couldn't help but touch his bronzed skin and murmured: "Is it possible that pretty boys have become popular in recent years? ”
Caixia heard his muttering and had just finished bandaging. She couldn't help but put her hands on her hips and hummed sweetly: "Zhou Tong, what are you talking about? What kind of pretty boy are you?"
Zhou Tong is really annoying. He couldn't stand her up, so he smiled apologetically, picked up Lu Chengfeng and left.
Lu Chengfeng was pulled by him and could only smile bitterly at Caixia: "Sister Caixia, I will come see you another day."
After leaving the palace, Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief and looked back behind him, "Junior brother, let me see, it won't be long before you become the master of the Yuxian Palace. Come on, senior brother, I'm optimistic about you. "
Lu Chengfeng couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Senior Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Where do you put Master?"
"Hahaha, it's just a joke, Junior Brother. Now he is a family man.” Zhou Tong's words were both a joke and a reminder, and without saying much, he turned around and left, "Junior brother, you are anxious to go back to find your lovely wife even if you want to come. I will go to practice my sword right now, so I won't send you down the mountain."
"If you have time, come and find me on the mountain, so that you and I can compete in martial arts and study the Sword Scripture together."
"Senior brother, say goodbye." Lu Chengfeng watched him leave, He also turned around and walked down the mountain.
However, not long after he came down the mountain, the feeling of thorns on his back that he had before appeared again, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of anger and murderous intention in his pupils.
“It’s endless?”
“Do you really think that my sword can’t kill people?”
He took a deep breath and suppressed the murderous intention in his heart. Pretend to be nonchalant and move on.
(End of this chapter)