Chapter 55: Hidden sword, wind and thunder, draw sword in all directions

On the second day, Lei Wujie opened his eyes in the Caolu, he touched the Tingyu sword beside the bed, lifted the sword and walked out the door. I saw Li Hanyi sitting outside the house with his back to him, with the iron horse glacier stuck beside him. Li Hanyi heard the footsteps behind him, but didn't turn his head back, just said indifferently: "Starting today, I officially teach you swordsmanship."
"What swordsmanship?" Lei Wujie said with joy.
"Drawing swordsmanship." Li Hanyi said softly.
Lei Wujie felt a little dizzy: "Master, why did you draw the sword again. Didn't I draw the sword?"
Li Hanyi stood up and put his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Don't underestimate the skill of drawing a sword. If a master makes a move, drawing a sword is life and death. The moment of drawing a sword is very important. I will teach you today. You have memorized the sword art."
"What sword technique?" Lei Wujie asked hurriedly.
"Hidden sword wind thunder." Li Hanyi turned around, still holding the hilt tightly in his hand, but there was a dark thunder on the hilt. Although Lei Wujie was a few steps away from him, he could still feel it. The sword seems to be out of stock.
The surrounding wind also became bitter in an instant.
At this moment, Li Hanyi suddenly drew out his sword and pointed at Lei Wujie. Lei Wujie only felt that there were nearly ten swords around him pointing at him, with sharp edges and cold sweat!
Li Hanyi received the sword, Lei Wujie knelt on one knee, his head sweating.
"Draw the sword in all directions." Li Hanyi said the second half of the sword art.
Lei Wujie took a heavy breath: "The disciple took note."
Li Hanyi nodded, turned around and left. Lei Wujie hesitated, but still summoned him: "Master!"
Li Hanyi stopped: "What?"
"How about Song Yan's return?" Lei Wujie asked.
"I lost, now Yin Luoxia should be taken to the mountain for healing." Li Hanyi replied.
"Yeah." Lei Wujie replied and asked again, "Then, when will you go back to Leimen with me, Master, he... still wants to see you."
"When you can try the sword with me." After Li Hanyi finished speaking, he jumped and disappeared in the forest.
Lei Wujie scratched his head helplessly. Trying the sword with the sword fairy hasn't been ten years or eight years, how can it be done?
At the bottom of the mountain, one person opened his eyes.
"One sword cuts off the water, thousands of rivers will never flow" Song Yan replied.
Sitting next to him is the fairy Luoxia who once broke the river.
Few people in the arena know that the two people have a relationship, not only in the friendship of helping thousands of victims together, but also in the wonderful feelings that occurred during that period of time and night. However, the man destined to be a sword in this life still left.
"Why are you in Xueyue City?" Song Yan sat up and said embarrassingly.
Yin Luoxia sneered, "I was fooled by the Sikong Changfeng, and bet with him for three games in a row, but this guy made a thousand and I lost three games in a row. Also, if you pretend to be confused, I just If you don't believe me, you don't know that I am in Xueyue City."
Song Yan smiled back: "What is the difference between being and not being."
Yin Luoxia ignored him, just ridiculing him with words: "Then what is the difference between you winning and not winning? You challenged Li Hanyi four times in a row, and the result was once more miserable. This time, you almost lost your life. What kind of sword do you practice? If I were you, I would sell the sword and go to the countryside to find a woman and marry it."
Thirteen years ago, by the Canglan River, there was also a girl's fairy who said the same thing: "Stop practicing swords. Let's sell the swords and go to the countryside to build a house."
However, the man in front of him is just like his incomprehensible style thirteen years ago. He just shook his head and said: "I have accepted an apprentice in the past few years. Looking at the whole world, there is no second one. If it were him, he would definitely be able to take it. Although my sword is lost to Li Hanyi for the important task of reinvigorating Wushuang City, my apprentice will definitely not."
Yin Luoxia sighed: "Renaissance Wushuang City is really so important?"
Song Yan looked back and said nothing.
"Being better than Xueyue Sword Immortal, is it really that important?"
Song Yan walked back to the door silently.
"What about me? Am I not important?"
Song Yan pushed back the door and walked quickly into the yard, avoiding this terrible topic. Yin Luoxia leaned against the door, looking at his leaving back, with a sad expression on her face. Song Yan returned indifferently and walked hurriedly, as if he did not dare to raise his head in a sad manner.
It should have been a quiet and sentimental picture.
He was suddenly torn apart by a roar.
"Fuck you grief!"
Song Yan turned back hurriedly and saw a kick at him. He was about to evade, but his shoulder was aching. The injury suffered by Jianxian Bijian yesterday was so severe that he couldn't use his true energy at this moment. So, he was really kicked out.
"You!" Song Yanhui got up from the ground and looked at the people in front of her. She was in a white robe almost exactly the same as Yin Luoxia, with a big bet written on her back, which was clearly Luo Mingxuan's direct disciple.
"What are you?" Luo Mingxuan's eyes widened, "I'll kill you, a grief!" Luo Mingxuan came as usual to greet Yin Luoxia, and by the way, discuss the results of yesterday's research on the six statues of immortals , But saw this scene before me. It was clearly that Fairy Luoxia, his master, was sorrowful and complaining about wanting to keep this man, but this man was determined to marry his sword as his wife in this life, and couldn't help but want to seek justice for his master. Although Luo Mingxuan has always been bullying and fearful of hardship, if he knows that the person in front of him is the city lord of Unparalleled Under Heaven, he will turn his head and run away immediately...
"Dare to stare at me? Do you know whose site this is?" Luo Mingxuan said angrily, pushing out with a palm, which was clearly Yin Luoxia's broken palm, and did not leave her hand.
The clothes on Song Yan's back were shattered, and her whole body was almost torn apart. If it were in peacetime, Luo Mingxuan would not have the right to let him play a sword, but at this time, he was embarrassed. Because Song Yan understood that she couldn't fight, and couldn't fight, then run away.
Luo Mingxuan chased after him, and Song Yanhui was worthy of the name "Yanhui". Dodged from left to right, the two played hide and seek in the courtyard.
"Master, when I catch this grief, I will castrate him for you!" Luo Mingxuan said loudly.
Yin Luoxia covered her mouth and chuckled: "Okay!"
Song Yanhui, who is used to being the lord of a city, no matter how good his cultivation is, she is already angry at this time: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"
"Hey, are you still pretending here?" Luo Mingxuan slid in front of Song Yanhui, raised his leg and kicked Song Yanhui again.
Song Yan turned around and landed on the wall. He hesitated, glanced at Yin Luoxia who was still standing by the door, turned around and jumped off the wall.
"Master, I drove him away." Luo Mingxuan turned his head and looked at his master with a smile. But the fairy Luoxia, who was smiling tremblingly, still had a smile on her face, but tears kept pouring down like a bank.