That lightning-like stream of light passed everyone's sight.
Even some warriors who have half-stepped into the threshold of immortality cannot catch any trace of it at this moment.
Apart from speed, there are no words to describe this stream of light that suddenly broke into the battlefield. Shen Fangge, who was the first to bear the brunt, was directly penetrated through the left chest. His whole body was also directly knocked away by this huge force. The shadow of the martial spirit behind him It kept wailing and roaring, and its volume shrank rapidly as if evaporating.
Shen Fangge was hit hard, which also had a big impact on it.
"This kid really has a secret trick to win."
Gu Haoran slapped his thigh, grimacing in pain, but then he laughed happily, "Jing Chi, Jing Chi, you said my skill is ninth-rate, but I won't win this time? I can't tell you a thousand times. , as long as I win this one, it will be my chance to achieve enlightenment, Gu Haoran!"
After saying that, Gu Haoran stood up, his face flushed with excitement, "What a flying sword under the sleeve that hides murderous intent, what a clever idea, what a wonderful swordsmanship."
He seemed to want to stand closer, but was interrupted by Mrs. Lu coughing softly. He suddenly woke up as if being poured with cold water, and said with an awkward smile: "I'm out of control, I'm out of my mind."
Mrs. Lu was not surprised and said with a smile: "This child's mind is indeed clever. Judging from the way his flying sword is, there are actually some shadows of forging. Have you thought of anything?"
Gu Haoran's smile froze and he said rather unnaturally: "Impossible, the peach blossom sword embryo was forged by Mu Hongxiu who cut it off with her own hands..."
At this point, Gu Haoran seemed to have thought of something, and changed his words very considerately: "In short, that is a secret that is not passed down by my master. She has no reason... no reason to give it to this kid."
"Back then, you used the forging method of Peach Blossom Sword Embryo in exchange for Mu Hongxiu's promise. This matter is not a secret. Once the thing is in her hands, she doesn't need to tell you what she wants to do with it." Mrs. Lu said with a smile: "It's just The flying sword forged by this child is somewhat different from the Peach Blossom Sword."
Gu Haoran was reminded by her, and he had already seen through the rapid flow of light in his eyes, and looked at everything about the little sword embryo carefully. His expression became weirder and weirder, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. The more he looked at it, the more it looked like the "Secret Sword" passed down by his master. Peach Blossom Sword".
"Impossible. In order to perfect "Blue Sky Thunder Fire", Mu Hongxiu collected various forging techniques, so I stripped out the forging techniques of Peach Blossom Sword and exchanged them with her. Even if she gave the forging techniques to this kid, could he rely on this to make A complete Peach Blossom Sword?"
Gu Haoran's face was full of disbelief.
What's more, judging from his eyes, although the flying sword used by Lu Li has some shadows of the Peach Blossom Sword, compared to the more freehand Peach Blossom Flying Sword, this small sword has less artistic conception and more sharpness. Murderous intent.
In other words, this flying sword is more like a test product that Lu Li tinkered with. Although its lethality is good, it lacks room for improvement.
"That's all." After thinking about it, Gu Haoran could only think that Lu Li was extremely talented. He could master the complete flying sword technique just by using a set of sword techniques. He sighed: "My master has died a long time ago." Now, the mantle of swordsmanship has been passed down to the second junior brother, and the mantle of boxing has been passed down to the fourth junior brother. Even if he really practices Peach Blossom Sword, it will be the second junior brother who will cause trouble in the future, and it has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, he simply looked away out of sight and out of mind.
Mrs. Lu looked at this scene with amusement, then looked at the girl in black next to her, "What do you think?"
The girl in black still had the same proud look, raised her delicate little face, and said dullly: "Good-for-nothing."
I don’t know if she is talking about a person or a sword.
Gu Haoran raised his eyelids and didn't bother to refute anything.
After all, in the eyes of this girl, there is no secret in swordsmanship in this world. When the day comes for her to pick up the sword, how many swordsmen will be useless in front of her
"Enough fun, let's go home." Mrs. Lu nodded with a smile, took the girl's hand and was about to leave.
However, she stopped as soon as she took a step.
Because at the end of the street, there was a woman in red standing.
The girl in black raised her heroic eyebrows as if facing a formidable enemy. Looking at the woman whose temperament was very similar to hers, she pounced like an angry little beast.
Mrs. Lu patted the back of the girl's hand to express comfort, then saluted the woman in red and said, "I have met His Highness King Yan."
Mu Hongxiu, who was wearing red clothes like fire, glanced at the girl and said calmly: "You have developed such an arrogant character before you even hold the sword. Are you really afraid that it will be broken into the hands of others before you reach Daxue State?"
Such provocative words made the girl in black very unhappy, and she lowered her head to hide her expression.
Madam Lu looked normal and said softly: "If a master like His Highness is willing to guard Daxue State, he can naturally protect the ancient times and even bring peace to this world for ten years. It's a pity that His Highness refuses, so what else can we do?"
Mu Hongxiu raised her eyebrows. There was murderous intent hidden in the air, burning like fire.
Just when Gu Haoran on the side hesitated and wanted to say something, the trace of murderous intent was quietly extinguished. Mu Hongxiu showed a rare smile and said: "We haven't seen each other for many years, but Aunt Lu is still so sharp-tongued."
"I dare not take it." Mrs. Lu narrowed her eyes, then looked at Gu Haoran and said, "Your Highness must have something important to discuss, so we, an orphan and a widowed mother, will not be an eyesore here."
"I won't send it."
Mu Hong didn't move her sleeves.
Mrs. Lu held the girl in black and walked past her calmly.
Just as they brushed against each other, the girl in black suddenly said: "I'll beat you again when I enter the Mingyou."
Mu Hongxiu said expressionlessly: "Then don't keep me waiting for too long."
The girl in black stopped talking and allowed Mrs. Lu to lead her away.
After they left, Gu Haoran wiped his cold sweat and said helplessly: "Why are you angry with a girl?"
Mu Hongxiu put her hands behind her back and walked slowly to the stall. She stared at the eight words on the rags, 'Ask the ghosts and gods, and the heavens have no calculations. This sentence."
"Tell me what you want from me." Gu Haoran refused to continue this topic.
Mu Hongxiu dropped a jade coin and said calmly: "I'm looking for you, a magic stick, of course to tell fortunes."
Gu Haoran looked at the jade coin and said in surprise: "Whose life counts for such a generous move? I still say the same thing, it can't be counted as a dead person, and I can't help you recover the soul of your precious disciple, communicate with the Netherworld. It’s about meeting God, but I’m not good enough yet.”
"As for the other things, Mu Jing's fate cannot be counted, and I dare not count Mu Hongxiu's. Well... it's your own. Apart from marriage, what do you want to count?"
Speaking of this, Gu Haoran noticed that Mu Hongxiu's face was getting darker and darker, and he quickly apologized: "Just kidding, are you trying to trick this kid?"
He pointed to the dusty battlefield over there.
Lu Li was out of breath after using his unskilled flying sword. The six thunder pools were dim and all the energy and blood he could mobilize was exhausted.
But Shen Fangge, who was injured by the small flying sword, was even more miserable. He had a penetrating wound on his left chest. If Wu Ling hadn't blocked the blow for him at the critical moment, causing the flying sword to deflect a few points, the penetrating wound would not have missed the target. Buyi appeared on his heart.
Even so, Shen Fangge could no longer stand up and collapsed on the ground like mud, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.