Chapter 910: Sword fighting

"Haha, I didn't expect my little name to reach Fengxi Village?"
Lin Sha laughed and looked at Nie Feng who came over, with an unabashed play on her face: "Yo, isn’t this the Nie Feng, the of the world, how come he came to such a remote place, Wouldn’t it be an obscure task again?"
Nie Feng smiled bitterly, with a trace of loneliness on his face, but still lifeless, pulled the chair and sat next to Lin Sha, said lightly: "I have broken off with the master, and I will no longer be a man in the world!"
"Just jump out!"
Lin Sha silently expressed sympathy for Nie Feng's encounter for three seconds, but turned his face but said unkindly: "In the world, you guys will hardly have further achievements!"
"Lin Shaoxia, seems to know something?"
Nie Feng is not a fool, and immediately heard the deep meaning in Lin Sha's words.
"Haha, what do you know?"
Lin Sha glanced at the fellow lightly, and said lightly: "Can you still restore your relationship with the bully now? I can tell you if I can!"
Nie Feng silently, a trace of helplessness and pain flashed on his face, and picked up the tea bowl on the table and drank it.
"Guys folks, the service quality of your little shop is so poor, how come you haven't served any food yet?"
With a slight smile, Lin Sha turned his face and slammed the table, shouting angrily at the man.
"Jian Zhongxiong, Lin Sha?"
At this moment, a dull middle-aged male voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
"nameless!"
With a sudden jump in my heart, I felt that there was a sudden, hidden sword in the side, and the hair on and off the body could not help but stand upright.
Turning back slowly, it just happened to look at the eyes full of vicissitudes but clear as morning stars.
Buzz...
As if sensing something, the hero sword on the table lying on the table was suddenly buzzing and shaking, Lin Sha clearly felt the hero sword, and there was a joy to meet the old friend.
Fortunately, it was not because of the excitement of the old master, otherwise Lin Sha would be jealous.
"Heroic sword, only in the hands of Lin Shaoxia, can he be called a real hero!"
The buzz of the hero sword attracted an inexplicable emotion with a face full of vicissitudes. He walked slowly to the table where Lin Sha was, stretched out his hand to signal that Nie Feng did not need to move, and pulled up the empty chair beside him and sat down.
"Haha, I have to thank your good apprentice who didn't name you. That day Jianchen's boy was so arrogant and blocked the road. I don't mind if you see this heroic sword being taken over by your hand?"
No one would have thought that the man in front of him did not have the slightest spirit, just like the vicissitudes of an ordinary store owner, it is known as the mystery of martial arts.
"Do not mind, what the young heroes did on the rivers and lakes in the past two years is a hero!"
Anonymous glanced at the buzzing hero sword lightly and said with a smile.
The voice just fell, lying across the table, the buzzing hero sword suddenly stood still, and I don't know if it felt like the nameless attitude.
"Haha, I won the prize, but I just took it easy to see!"
Lin Sha smiled faintly, with a slight cold voice in his mouth: "There are too many unfair things in this world. Since I hit it, I will take care of it. If I don't meet, I won't shoot casually!"
"The actions of the young heroes are exactly the chivalrous Chinese style!"
The unnamed vicissitudes of the face revealed an unstoppable appreciation, waved his hand across the air, and the teapot and teacup on the side table flew steadily and landed on his hand.
"Good work, no fireworks!"
Lin Sha chuckled, her eyes narrowed slightly and her mouth was slightly surprised, and said loudly: "It's so natural and smooth to fetch objects from the air, and the art of controlling your sword without a name has already reached the level of perfection!"
With that, the tea that faded the bird from the cup was drunk, and Teng got up and grabbed the hilt of the hero's sword. His eyes were staring straight at the nameless, inviting: "Nameless, how are we going?"
Seeing the blandness in Wuming’s eyes, there was no anger or warfare in his expression, but Lin Sha reached out and tried to refuse, but said with a chuckle: "Just try it out. I have two news here. I believe that you will be without a name. I am very interested in the stability of China and the lives of the people!"
With that, he mentioned the hero sword casually on his shoulder and walked out of the China Pavilion with a frivolous face.
"The world is going out of my generation, when I enter the rivers and lakes, I am reminded of it; "Huangtu Baye talks and laughs, "it's a drunken life." Raising a sword and riding a ghost rain, "Bone like a mountain bird flies;" Dust is like a tide People are like water, just sigh a few people back."
The thunderous sound exploded in his ears, the nameless smile bitterly, he shook his head and waved his hands, greeting Neng Feng with a stunned face.
The three of them seemed to be slow and fast at their feet, but Fengxi Village, who had been away from Kung Fu for a moment, randomly found a remote mountain and forest clearing, and stood and looked at each other.
"Rumors of no name come from the world's most mysterious martial arts sword sect. One of the swordsmanship is superb, and has reached the high-end state of controlling the sword with the heart. Today I will try it to see if the rumors are true!"
He said that the figure was moving like a shape change, and the hero sword that had not yet been sheathed in his hand came silently. The simple Cangsong welcomes guests with extraordinary temperament.
Buzz!
The unnamed figure suddenly shook, and the next moment was a few feet away. I don’t know when there was an extra tree branch in my hand, and I stepped forward to Lin Sha in front of my feet. Overwhelmingly swept.
"That's fine!"
Lin Sha laughed, his body was as immobile as a mountain, his sheath and long sword seemed to slow down, like an electric flash, and he randomly drew a large circle in the air.
Anonymous eyes flashed in surprise. The branches in his hand seemed to be pulled by a pulling force, but he was somewhat uncontrolled to move to the side.
"Shaoxia's move is quite Taiji Yin and Yang, good means!"
The wrist was gently turned, and the pulled tree branch shook gently, but it turned into an arc of a bow. The tip of the tree branch was like a sharp sword tip, and took a sharp edge to take Linsha's sword and straightened his wrist.
"Haha, namelessness is namelessness, the sword is in your hands, and you have done what you want!"
Even the long sword in his hand was like a windmill spinning in his hands, blocking the place where the tip of the branch was surprised. When a golden iron symphony sounded, Lin Sha only felt that his wrists shook his muscles and the skin membrane gently returned to normal.
"Nameless, take me this fast sword!"
The long sheathed sword in his hand was like a dancing elf. With a little force from the tip of the branch in the unnamed hand, he automatically rotated around for a week. Lin Sha's figure slammed backwards, and the right hand held the handle of the heroic sword around the sky, exhaling. Suddenly turned into sword shadows in front of him, like a wall composed of sword shadows spurting out.
The attack speed of the hero sword is as fast as it can be. The screaming roar in the air is shocking, and the eardrums of Nie Feng, who are shocked by the nameless and watching, hurt.
"it is good!"
Anonymous only said a good word. Suddenly, the branches in his hands turned into a drizzle, and the lingering moist objects were silent but hidden in the dark.
Ding Ding Ding...
A series of golden and iron symphony sounded suddenly, and the entire remote small mountain forest had nothing but dense dings.
Lin Sha was holding a long sheathed sword, but there was a trace of dignity in the smile in the corner of his mouth. The continuous shock force returned by the sword was instantly resolved, and he was surprised by the inexplicable state of this moment of anonymity.
Is it possible that this is the inexplicable swordsmanship that has been unknown for a long time?
Haha smiled, my heart was like a moon hanging in the sky, and there was no slight wave. The swordsmanship at the foot of the wind changed from time to time. Wuyue swordsmanship was displayed one by one. Endlessly, such as the tide and the waves swept towards the nameless.
Unnamed but immovable, a branch in his hand like a leisurely walk, and a set of complicated or simple or rigid or soft swordsmanship evolved into a series of continuous sword shadows in his hands. Swordsmanship does not compromise.
Both of them are contemporary extreme swordsmen. Their skills are earth-shattering. Under their feet, they move and change shape in the small mountain and forest clearing. With their long swords and branches in their hands, the swords are transformed into the sky, or they can be arbitrary or soft and change at will.
No matter Linsha or Wuming, there is a tacit understanding that they do not use internal power. They only compete with pure swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is like a like an antelope. There are no traces of horns, and all kinds of wonderful tricks are dazzling.
Nie Feng, who was watching from the side, really had the illusion of being dazzled and not enough. A pair of big eyes blinked and stared at the two who were fighting. The heart was amazed that the secret road was indeed a well-known master in the world.
"Happy, happy, you really deserve the name of the martial arts mystery!"
Lin Sha only felt that her heart was cheerful and transparent. When she stepped on the Kirin Step and even the long sword in her hand, she instantly danced eighteen sword flowers.
"Young man is not bad!"
The unnamed face covered with vicissitudes also flashed the strange expression of Dao Dao, like a breeze hand like a sword, but a soft branch in his hand is ever-changing ~EbookFREE.me~ shows the style of a generation of swordsmanship master.
"If you go on like this, I don't know when it will be a head!"
Lin Sha laughed, his eyes full of joy and joy, and even the long sword in his hand shook gently, and there was a loud ear, and he loudly proposed: "How about let's decide the outcome?"
"Good!" Anonymous eyes sparkled, only a good word said.
Suddenly, the temperament of both of them changed greatly.
Lin Sha's even-sword long sword stabs forward stably, without any slight color, but the strength of the even-sheath long sword is changing every moment, either steel or soft or soft or slow, only at the moment of probing Dozens of different strengths have changed continuously.
Anonymity is not a person who is not worthy of fame. What is the inexplicable swordsmanship, that is, there are no fixed tricks and sword styles, so as to change constantly, or unexpectedly hold the initiative firmly in the hand, or later The control of the rhythm can be described as unpredictable.
A long sword with a sheath, a soft branch, and colliding in the eyes of Nie Feng watching the storm like a storm... (To be continued.)