410 Compare your leg strength
Murong Du couldn't believe it. Who was this young man carrying a big sword? How could he use a broom to fly his partner's sword
"Who are you?"
Murong Du clenched his sword and asked with some anxiety.
"My surname is Chen."
The young man said simply, "Huashan Chen Junhua."
"Jian Ying Wu Feng... Chen Junhua!"
The young man revealed his name, which shocked Murongdu's heart.
The sword shadow has no edge, this is the title given to Chen Junhua in the world! As mentioned before, those who can gain a reputation in the arena are among the best. Murong Du just couldn't understand why this master of Huashan Mountain would play chess with a parasite here by holding a candle.
This, how is this possible
"The chess game isn't over yet, can you please leave first?"
Chen Junhua asked politely.
"I don't care what Jian Ying Wu Feng you are!"
Murong Du's jealousy has burned everything. He is jealous of Li Fan and also jealous of this Chen Junhua!
I just lack an opportunity. If I had the opportunity, I would do better than them!
Jianghu owes himself a title! Yes, he should be called the "Strongest King"!
Murongdu felt angry when he thought of this. He held his sword, and all the energy in his body gathered on the sword.
This sword gave off a faint silver brilliance, and the Murong family's sword energy shone like the family's emblem.
"No matter who you are, you will be defeated by my sword today!"
Murong Du roared, and Li Fan shrugged.
"I'm really sorry. Since you are my guest, just leave it to me."
"dream!"
Murong Du waved his long sword and slashed at Li Fan through the air! The sword energy seemed to tear through the air, and it was in front of Li Fan in an instant.
But Li Fan just stretched out his hand and used a pair of iron palms to tear the sword energy into pieces.
"Murong Ying's sword energy is less than one-tenth of yours!"
Li Fan told the jealous Murong Du very bluntly, "If you are so free to come to trouble me, you might as well practice your sword skills more."
"My swordsmanship is natural, I don't need you to teach me!"
Murong Du said, throwing himself in front of Li Fan and attacking Li Fan continuously with his long sword.
After all, Murong Du is a young talent that the Murong family focuses on cultivating, and his swordsmanship is still remarkable. However, for Li Fan, he was used to Murong Ying's swordsmanship, and looking at Murong Du's, it was indeed inferior.
Li Fan nodded twice and flicked away Murong Du's long sword. At the same time, he suddenly made a tiger claw with his left hand, directly grabbing Murongdu's face, clasping his head and pressing him to the ground.
"boom!"
A crater was made in the floor, and Murongdu felt his vision go dark. The severe pain caused him to temporarily lose consciousness and become dizzy for a short time. When he regained consciousness, only a second or two passed, but it seemed like a century had passed.
"Go back and practice some more, cousin."
Li Fan said to Murong Du, who fell a little stupidly, "Otherwise, you won't be able to save your head next time, and it will probably turn into a **."
“Parasite…”
Murong Du still said harshly, "You must have taken some banned drugs, I will definitely find out! I will drive you out of here!"
"when!"
Li Fan picked up Murong Du's long sword, wiped his ear, and stabbed him next to the head.
Murong Du was so frightened that his hair trembled, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
"Now, get out of here."
Li Fan kicked Murong Du out, and Murong Du fell outside the house. He couldn't even take care of his companions, and ran away in embarrassment using his hands and feet.
"It's not like the Murong family."
Chen Junhua looked at the chessboard, thinking about it, and gave an evaluation.
"The Murong family has declined."
After Li Fan drove the remaining two people out of the wing, he closed the door and said, "At least for these people, it has declined."
"You shouldn't be jealous when practicing martial arts."
Chen Junhua sighed, "Once you have jealousy, you will go astray and go crazy."
"exactly."
"But judging from the breathing I heard, Brother Li's inner demons are quite deep."
"Xiao Huazi, you really have a good ear!"
Li Fan couldn't help but admire, Chen Junhua thought this name was weird.
"That's right. If I practice martial arts too fast, my inner demons will naturally increase."
"There is a breathing method in Huashan Mountain called Purple Qi from the East."
Chen Junhua said, "This technique can help you refine your righteousness and suppress your inner demons."
"Can you teach me?"
Hearing that there was such a skill, Li Fan became a little interested.
"I need to ask the master for advice first. After all, it is Huashan's kung fu."
Chen Junhua smiled sheepishly.
"Understandable."
Li Fan nodded, "It seems that I will gain a lot from going to Huashan with you this time."
"The observatory in Huashan is my favorite place."
Chen Junhua's calm face seemed to be filled with joy, "When we get there, we will have a good discussion of swordsmanship."
"Of course, I will satisfy you, Xiao Huazi."
Li Fan chuckled, and Chen Junhua's chrysanthemums froze.
"Then when do we set off?"
"I think tonight will be good."
Li Fan no longer wanted to stay at Murong's house. He felt exhausted even if he stayed for one more minute.
Although there are two of his women here... Let's just say they are his, but there are more people he doesn't like.
"I have two fast horses."
Chen Junhua immediately said, "We can travel a thousand miles in a day and reach Mount Huashan in three days and three nights."
"Fuck, I don't want to ride a horse."
Li Fan rode Guan Wenbao's Lisa once, and it was so uncomfortable! The warriors on their horses are the real warriors...
After riding a horse, Li Fan's legs hurt for two days.
"Then how do we get to Huashan?"
"Take the train!"
Li Fan proposed a more modern method, but Chen Junhua shook his head.
"We have rules in Huashan. Although modern tools are convenient, they are not conducive to practice."
"Then what do you want to do?"
"How about we compare our feet?"
“…”
Li Fanxin said, "How can you, uncle, run over such a long distance?"
"Brother Li, have you given up?"
"Stop making trouble, Xiao Huazi, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up."
"Brother Li is joking. Although my martial arts skills are a bit low, I think my Qinggong skills are pretty good."
Chen Junhua rarely boasts about himself, but Li Fan was very surprised to hear him say that he was good at qinggong!
"Okay, then let's compete?"
"Young Master Li, please go first."
"Wait until I pack my things?"
"Children of Jianghu, there are not many rules, so why not set out immediately."
Chen Junhua was free and easy and tied his shoes a little tighter, "Brother Li, do you want me to let you go?"
"You're kidding! Why give in? Let's go!"
Li Fan also lost his temper and even wanted to give in to him. How could this be possible? Without hesitation, he immediately felt the wind at his feet, opened the door, and rushed out first.