Chapter 428: Sword Master

Everyone was waiting to see another wonderful duel, but Lei Wujie's six "waiting" words also stunned those present.
"Wait?" Luo Qingyang smiled and put away Jiugejian, "Waiting for what?"
"Senior has already fought two games today, and the opponents in both games are so extraordinary. I think that although Senior seems to be fine, but his physical strength is different from the initial timing." Lei Wujie slowly said.
Luo Qingyang shook his head: "I'm fine..."
"Stop talking!" Lei Wujie immediately interrupted him, "Senior wanted to let it go, but I couldn't accept it. Every swordsman in my generation is sincere, and no one can be ashamed of the sword of the opponent. Senior didn't say that he would wait here. In a few days, after three days, I will wait for Senior to have enough rest, then come here to ask the sword!"
"I..." Luo Qingyang was about to speak, but was stopped by Lei Wujie's wave: "Senior, see you again in three days!" After saying that, without waiting for Luo Qingyang's response, he jumped and returned. Arrived above the teahouse.
Xiao Se and Ye Ruoyi shook their heads helplessly, and Xiao Se knocked on the table: "Crazy?"
Xie Xuan smiled: "It's quite cunning."
Shicai has experienced two wonderful duels. The spirit of Gujianxian is comparable to that of gods among the many swordsmen, but the atmosphere is flourishing. Gujianxian asks for the sword and no one answers, as if he is invincible in the world. At that time, Lei Wujie jumped down for a gag and made a three-day appointment. The atmosphere was washed away cleanly, and the onlookers saw that there was no good show today, and they came back to see each other three days later and left.
"You saw the sword of Gujianxian just now, and you saw the sword of Wushuang. You think you are a young hero, with extraordinary talent for swordsmanship. Compared with them, do you think you are comparable?" Xiao Se coldly Asked indifferently.
"Not comparable." Lei Wujie said calmly, "I may not be able to compare to the three players on the field today, especially the gap between the Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang and Luo Qingyang."
"Then you slap!" Xiao Se couldn't help cursing.
"He cut the plaque of Yong'an Palace with a single sword. This is a demonstration. Whether we challenge or not, he will come to the door. Rather than let him find the fault, we should challenge first. At least we can still..." Lei Wujie After thinking about it, I didn't go on.
"What else? Go on." Xiao Se said coldly.
"You can still be famous..." Lei Wujie whispered.
The building suddenly fell into silence, and everyone was speechless. Only Xie Xuanlang laughed and said, "Brother Thunder is such a wonderful person."
White Palace.
It was late at night.
Wushuang sat on the bed with a pale face. Although Luo Qingyang's sword did not cause any trauma to him, it really hurt his zhenqi, and he was afraid that he would not be able to take the sword without taking a few days of rest.
"In the past few days, the White Palace will strengthen its guard. You have a good rest here. There are guards outside to guard this room day and night, and those killers can't get in." Xiao Chong said to Wushuang.
Wushuang smiled: "Really? But my friend has already come in."
Xiao Chong raised his head abruptly, and saw a black-clothed man sitting on the beam with an oil paper umbrella slung around his waist. Xiao Se recognized his identity at a glance: "Su Muyu!"
"Don't worry, he is my friend. With him, you can rest assured of my safety." Wushuang said slowly.
Xiao Chong frowned: "Do you know who he is?"
"The Umbrella Ghost in the Dark River, Patriarch Su Family. Don't worry, he is no longer from the Crimson King's group. He is now on our side." Wushuang grinned.
"I'm not on your side, I just want to kill Su Changhe." Su Muyu said lightly.
"Hard mouth." Wushuang patted Xiao Chong on the shoulder, "Okay, you go and rest."
Xiao Chong glanced at Su Muyu uncomfortably, and finally stood up, but opened the door, only to find that Lei Wujie and Xiao Se were standing there.
"It seems that this guard is really useless, why two people sneaked in again?" Xiao Chong said helplessly.
"Why is it again? Who else is here besides us?" Lei Wujie walked straight into the house, looked around but found no other figures. Xiao Chong raised his head and found that Su Muyu above the beam had disappeared.
"You are looking for me?" Wushuang asked.
Lei Wujie picked up the medicine sachet in his hand: "I brought you some good tonics from Xiao Se's pharmacy. You know he is stingy. It is not easy for me to take these out."
Xiao Se and Xiao Chong nodded slightly, and walked in and found a stool to sit down. He said impatiently, "Don't say there are any. You are here to ask for advice. Just ask."
Wushuang woke up: "Are you trying to ask Luo Qingyang's sword?"
"Yes, know yourself and the enemy, do you win in all battles? You said that now I definitely can't practice the swordsmanship stronger than Luo Qingyang, so I can only see what weaknesses in his swordsmanship, starting from this weakness, surprisingly win, and defeat him in one fell swoop Beat!" Lei Wujie said loudly.
"Then ask me more specifically, my memory is not very good." Wushuang scratched his head.
Lei Wujie didn't see it, and sat directly beside Wushuang's bed, and asked, "Which direction did his last sword against you stabbed you."
Wushuang thought for a while: "In all directions."
Lei Wujie was taken aback, and then asked: "Where did you feel that sword qi was the strongest and where was the weakest?"
Wushuang thought about it again: "It's everywhere."
Lei Wujie spread his hands: "There is no way to talk."
"It's really like this. It's different from Luo Qingyang's sword and other people's swords. We are in the desert, in the grassland, and in the restaurant, but Luo Qingyang's swords, we stand In that clearing, I felt that I had come to a new place. This place belonged to Luo Qingyang, and belonged to Luo Qingyang’s Jiuge Sword. There, the wind was bleak, everywhere was boundless. Someone is faintly singing, and I... I want to cry for a moment." Wushuang said slowly.
Xiao Se and Lei Wujie glanced at each other, and Xiao Se nodded: "This is the sword power of the so-called Sword Immortal. He can draw a world with a single sword. In this world, he is the master."
"This is a bit difficult." Lei Wujie thought for a moment, "If you can fight again, what swordsmanship will you use Wushuang to fight."
"It's still the same as today, but I will be stronger!" Wushuang said in a deep voice.
"Wu Shuang, you are quite stubborn." Lei Wujie said with emotion.
Wushuang raised his eyebrows: "I'm still young, of course I have to be stubborn."
Lei Wujie stood up and shrugged with Xiao Se: "It seems that we can't get more help here, I have an idea."
"Do you want to find Xie Xuan?" Xiao Se curled his lips.
Lei Wujie nodded and smiled: "Yes, so I, Lei Wujie, became the only person in the world who was taught by three sword immortals. Are you good?"