Chapter 429: Broken by sword

The second day, early morning.
Qin Tianjian.
Qi Tianchen, Zitong, and Feixuan play in the courtyard. Their game is always the paper butterfly that resembles a living thing. Others think it is a game for a child, but a discerning person can see that this is the training of the dragon's power. .
"The fence is sparse and sparse, and the tree heads are not overcast. The children rushed to chase the yellow butterfly, and flew into the cauliflower to find nowhere." Xie Xuan sat upstairs, looking at them, smiling and muttering.
"Master, are you really not going? Yesterday, I saw that your last sword is no worse than Luo Qingyang." Li Fansong still babbled on the sidelines. Since last night, he has been urging Xie Xuan to go there and ask. Asked Luo Qingyang's sword.
Xie Xuan picked up the scroll in his hand and knocked on Li Fansong's head: "If you don't want to go, you won't go. The scholar is so competitive, what are you doing. Besides, your good brother Lei Wujie is going to go? If he wins , It's not my turn."
"How is it possible to win!" Li Fansong said with a smile, "I have fought with Lei Wujie so many times, I don't know how many catties he has."
"Oh, so how many catties and taels do I have?" A familiar voice sounded, and Li Fansong turned his head abruptly. He saw the red dress floating in with a hearty laughter. Since Lei Wujie is here, it is always His Majesty Yong'an, who was yawning and looked tired, naturally came.
Li Fansong hurriedly got up: "Brother Lei, why are you here?"
"I heard you speak badly, sneezed three times, and then rushed over." Lei Wujie smiled.
Li Fansong scratched his head: "It's not a bad thing, it's not a bad thing."
"What is that?" Lei Wujie asked rhetorically.
Xiao Se replied coldly: "It's the truth."
Lei Wujie sighed, and sat directly beside Xie Xuan: "I don't know."
"In fact, Brother Lei, you are already very good. Looking at the past few decades, in the world at your age, there are only a few people who have achieved swordsmanship like yours." Li Fansong said with relief.
Lei Wujie shook his head, "But is there only one person who has achieved such achievements as Wushuang?"
"Yes. Wushuang's talent is indeed the most special I have ever seen." Xie Xuan said, "But you are not weak. You were taught from a young age with thunder. Later, you learned from Li Hanyi and two sword immortals to teach you. The Jianxin Jue was passed on again, he inherited the Xinjian, and coupled with his own exquisite heart, complementing Jianxin, a talent like you is also a rare encounter."
"Then why am I not as good as Wushuang?" Lei Wujie asked rhetorically.
Xie Xuan closed the scroll: "Swordsmanship is not whether you are strong or weak, or inferior. What you practice is the swordsmanship, and Wushuang cultivates swordsmanship. You use your heart as a guide, and he uses blood as a guide. He is worse than you. It’s not surprising to take a few steps, but who is stronger in the future is still unknown. I have been studying for 20 years and have never used a sword. But when I pick up the sword, the people of the rivers and lakes call me the sword fairy. Who can think of it? ?"
Lei Wujie nodded and said, "Sir, I've written down what I said. But..."
"But you are going to play in two days. You don't have time to hone your Jianxin. Want to cut Luo Qingyang down with a single sword? Drive him out of this Apocalypse City?" Xie Xuan saw through his mind with a glance. .
Lei Wujie smiled and nodded: "That's what it means, that's what it means."
"I'm so good?" Xie Xuan asked.
"You are a sword fairy!" Lei Wujie patted his legs.
"Yan Zhantian is still a sword immortal, did he win?" Xie Xuan laughed, "Everyone is a sword immortal, and Luo Qingyang is still the first sword immortal. If I can figure out a way, one sword will defeat him. Then you think I really won't go?"
"Is there no way?" Lei Wujie said helplessly.
"There is a way." Xie Xuan poured a cup of tea and signaled Xiao Se to sit down, "His Royal Highness Yongan, please also sit down. Luo Qingyang is clearly here for you on this trip. Lei Wujie lost, so You are here. As for Lei Wujie, you can think about it. Judging from today's two duels, Luo Qingyang had a murderous heart. Wushuang was almost killed by him, but you and Wushuang are different. "
"Where is it different?" Lei Wujie was puzzled.
"Although Wushuang is very eye-catching because he became the city lord of Wushuang and holds the Wushuang sword box. But after all, few people have seen his real sword, and Luo Qingyang didn't know it. So he kept his hands in the beginning until the end Only then did you kill the heart." Xie Xuan said with a serious face, "but you are different. You signed up for your name. He knows who you are. You are the disciple of Lei Hong and Li Hanyi, the heir of Jianxin Jue, and His Royal Highness Yongan My dearest friend. Who will he kill if he doesn't kill you?"
Lei Wujie cried a face: "Sir, save me!"
"If Wushuang has a success or failure, and the defeat is set, I will save it if I save it. But if he wants to kill you from the beginning, I will save it, then you might as well not go." Xie Xuan sighed.
Chi Wang Mansion.
Xiao Yu asked Long Xie: "What happened to the foster father?"
"He has booked a nearby inn in the past few days and went to rest in the inn at night. During the day, he set up a tea shed and sat there drinking tea and waiting for others, but today it has passed all morning. There were a lot of people watching. But no one dares to challenge. Everyone is waiting for Lei Wujie's battle two days later." Long Xie replied.
"Give a message to the foster father." Xiao Yu whispered, "The battle with Lei Wujie in two days will not only win, but also Lei Wujie's death."
Long Xie nodded: "Yes."
He was about to retreat, but saw the housekeeper hurriedly walk in from outside and handed a note to Long Xie: "From Longhe Inn."
"Longhe Inn?" Xiao Yu asked in confusion.
"It's the inn under Mr. Luo." Long Xie replied.
Xiao Yu said anxiously: "Hurry up and see what's written."
Long Xie opened the note, frowning slightly: "Only four words are written on it, no need to say more."
Qin Tianjian.
Lei Wujie slapped the table abruptly: "Am I the one who is greedy for life and fear of death! My husband just said there is a way, teach me!"
Xie Xuan said with a smile: "The so-called sword immortal sword power, you must have asked Wushuang. When confronting the sword immortal, he will make you feel like you have gone to another world under his own sword power. Surrounded by this sword power, then the first thing you can do is to break this sword power."
"Broken sword potential?" Lei Wujie was taken aback.
"Yes, breaking the sword. Only by breaking his sword can you take the initiative and win the final blow, otherwise you are just juggling in his field, he is the informer, you are just a puppet, and the ending is already doomed. "Xie Xuan said, "And Gu Jianxian's sword power is the desolate air. Although he did not shoot the sword at us at the time, when the sword of the country was lit up, I think we all felt the desolation. meaning."
Lei Wujie thought for a while when he heard the words, then slapped his thigh suddenly: "I see!"
"I can break through Luo Qingyang's bleak sword force!"
Xie Xuan was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Russ can teach, but they are so clever, what method?"
Lei Wujie said solemnly: "I scolded him to death."