Shen Gui was really hungry, he chose the simplest and quickest way to solve the problem, and without making a move, he easily defeated this old-school Jianghu man, the White Dart Master. Obviously, the gap between the two is no longer a matter that can be explained by the level of martial arts cultivation. His extreme speed can't keep up with Shen Gui's offensive rhythm at all, so no matter how he plays, it will only end up in the same way

Besides, he can't even pull out a knife right now, so how can he talk about the word fighting?

"The beggar god Wu Chengfeng's door is high, and it really deserves its name...... Someone's life is yours! ”

Shen Gui let out a sigh of tiredness, put his sword into the sheath with his backhand, and sat back on the edge of the carbon stove. He took a bite of the roasted steamed bun with crispy skin and slightly burnt aroma, and said to him vaguely:

"Go back to Cangxian County, do a good job in your dart business, remember to bring your eyes to see people in the future, and avoid those excitement that have nothing to do with you."

The white dart master looked stunned, then bowed deeply, and then silently put on his own robe, apparently planning to brave the rain overnight and go out of the city to return home; However, just as the white dart master was in the door and outside the door, Shen Gui, who was just about to fill his stomach, suddenly pulled out the sheathed long sword leaning on the edge of the table!

The white dart master heard the sound of the sword unsheathed in his ears, and several distracting thoughts immediately arose in his heart. But if Shen Guizhen reneges on his word, he will fatten himself; So no matter where you are facing, there is still only one way to go. When the absolute gap in the strength of the two sides reaches a certain level, then any small tricks such as unique killing moves and experience in the rivers and lakes are simply useless.

After waiting for a long time and nothing happened, the white dart master stiffened his head and turned his head. He found that Shen Gui's right arm had just retracted to his side; And a faintly glowing long sword, the tip of the sword passed through the second-story floor, as if suspended in mid-air; And his left hand, still holding two chopsticks at this time, carefully blew the second steamed bun that had just been baked......

Drip...... Answer!

Along the gap in the second-floor slab pierced by the tip of the sword, a drop of dark red blood fell heavily on the table next to it; But Shen Gui and Qi Yan seemed to be unaware, and they were still concentrating on discussing the best way to eat baked steamed buns:

"If it's so dry, it's a bit bland; We should fry a plate of cooked sesame seeds, grind some dried chili flakes, brush them with lard, and after they are baked, sprinkle some finely ground sea salt, and tsk......"

"Yes, yes, yes! Sprinkle some cumin, when I was in Chang'an City, I especially liked the kind of spice that Hu Shang monopolized......"

The blood on the second floor of the inn dripped faster and faster, constantly hitting the willow table, and there was a crisp sound of crackling, popping; Every sound was like an incomparably hard nail, piercing into the heart of the white dart master: these two little boys, who both looked like powerless readers, why were they so ruthless when they started?

When Shen Guifang fought with the white dart master, he didn't show too shocking skills. He just took a casual step lightly, and put the short sword at the throat of the other party. The so-called learning without precedence, the master is the teacher, and it is a very common thing to lose at the hands of a young man. What makes the white dart master haunted is that the level is a few days behind others, and it is also unknown! Looking at the thief who stabbed Shen Guiyi on the second floor with a sword, whether it was the accuracy of capturing the timing of the attack or the ability to listen to the voice, it was another height that he could not reach in this life.

And looking at Shen Gui's way of shooting, it is obvious that he is not a Jianghu person in the ordinary sense.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the people of the rivers and lakes, especially the dart game, are all engaged in the life-saving business of licking blood from the knife edge; However, in fact, as long as it doesn't involve opening up a new dart path, they may not be able to move a real guy once in a few years; In addition, the white dart master is a child of a family from Cangxian County, and the last time he risked his life to fight the thieves, it was already a year before the year of the monkey. As the saying goes, stay a line, and see each other in the future, these two young heroes are young and gentle, and they go straight to their lives when they shoot, which is like the style of ordinary Jianghu people?

However, old-school Jianghu people do not mean stupidity and recklessness. The white dart master rolled his eyes, and asked a completely different question from what he was worried about:

"This ...... Who's on the second floor? ”

The white dart master cautiously retreated to the antechamber, and took the ring knife from his back with his backhand, intending to see what the unlucky ghost had come from; But as soon as he took a step towards the staircase, there was half a blackened chopstick in front of his feet! And the lower half of this chopstick has been deeply embedded in the bluestone slab on the ground:

"Take my words to heart and make less of the excitement that has nothing to do with you. Walk ......"

The white dart master glanced playfully at the dark staircase not far away, and then walked into the vast rain curtain without saying a word.

"It's full! The three friends upstairs are almost ready to show up, right? ”

Shen Gui wiped the broken steamed bun scum on his mouth with his sleeve, raised his hand and pulled down the Spring Rain Sword "hanging" on the ceiling, bringing out a panicked sound on the second floor.

It didn't take long for three sword-wielding young men in green clothes to support each other and slowly walk down the stairs. Shen Gui looked intently, and saw that the young man who was supporting the two of them had a blue face, white lips, and a dark red wet mark on his lower abdomen. The man's right hand was covering the wound, and drops of blood were slowly falling from his fingers......

Shen Gui raised his hand and patted the placket of his clothes, muttering angrily:

"Aren't they all decent? Do you have a door that doesn't go off the rails and wants to go through the window? If you like to fly the eaves and walk on the wall so much, why don't you worship my brother as a teacher......"

"I don't want to, they are too tall, and their appearance is a bit outstanding, and it is easy to commit crimes when they go out to work."

"That's it?"

"Slaughter ......"

After the discussion, Shen Gui immediately swung his sword to meet him; And the two young men who were holding swords and were uninjured also hurriedly raised their swords accordingly; In just one round of fighting, due to the extremely fast frequency of offensive and defensive switching between the two sides, several noises of sword confrontation were played almost at the same time; After the sound dissipated, Shen Gui touched the ground with his toes, stepped back five steps in parallel, looked at the two young men whose right arms were trembling wildly, and said approvingly:

"Yesterday, young master, I sent a ghost hand man; Today at noon, I sent the seven sons of Lingyun who like to sing big operas; Just now, he was very kind-hearted and let go of a lay disciple of Nanquan Zen Buddhism; But all of their nine cannon fodder together can't withstand the means of one of you! Hey, don't look at your Xiyue Taihua who doesn't show mountains and dew on weekdays; But this time, I fell on the thigh of Zhou Changfeng, and I really put in a lot of money! ”

Hearing Shen Gui's only a few words, he told his own way; The Taihua young man who was stabbed by the Spring Rain Sword in the lower abdomen, the breath in his heart was instantly discharged, and he was no longer able to maintain his body, and leaned on the steps softly, gasping for air with a depressed expression.

Qi Yan had other doubts in his heart, he poked out Qi Qi's two fingers, took out a piece of firewood that was still spitting tongues of fire, and threw it towards the faces of the two young heroes......

"It's strange, there's no writing engraved on my face...... How can you tell that the three of them are all disciples of Xiyue Taihua? ”

"Isn't that obvious. All the sects on the rivers and lakes that are accustomed to sword formations are only three together. And no matter how each family increases, decreases, and evolves, and how many bluffing names are replaced, they are all derived from these two mothers - Xuanmen Dao Array and Buddha Dharma Array. These three young heroes are three people in a group of three, and they are also the three talents of Xuanyue Dao Palace......"

After hearing Shen Gui's words, an older young man was furious; He ignored his trembling right arm, and shouted with his chest held out:

"Nonsense! This array is clearly the Xiyue Three Immortal Array under my Taihua Gate, and what does it have to do with the Sancai Sword Formation of Xuanyue Dao Palace? Dog thief Shen Gui, you sneak attacked and injured my second junior brother first; Speak wildly and insult my master's martial arts! Today, my third son of Taihua, and the two thieves with you will definitely not die! ”

Shen Gui looked at this person with a smile, then turned the Spring Rain Sword in his hand, turned his head to Qi Yan and said:

"Dayan, show me the people, don't let this Taihua three stupid run away!"

"Don't worry, let go of the world, who can outrun me?"

After the two looked at each other, Shen Gui pulled out a sword flower, turned his head and said to the "Taihua Three Fools":

"As the old saying goes, if you hit a child on a rainy day, you are idle; It's pouring rain today, so I'm going to let you three fools die! ”

After finishing speaking, a Spring Rain Sword that emitted a white halo danced in the front hall of the inn at an extremely slow speed:

"There are clouds in the Book of Changes: the three talents, heaven, earth, and man are also. Heaven is called the heavenly stem; The earth is called the leyline; People are called hidden cadres; The unity of the three is for the number of lives. The way of establishing the sky, yin and yang; The way of the ground, the combination of rigidity and softness; The way to establish people, benevolence and righteousness are the ......"

Speaking of which, the originally slow and simple sword momentum was suddenly mixed with a slight change in rhythm; It seems to be far and near, fast and slow, stretching for a while, and gathering for a while; The movement between retraction and release is subtle and smooth, which makes people linger and forget to return......

From Qi Yan's point of view, Shen Gui was using the method of dancing sword intent to explain his understanding of Xuanmen martial arts to these three Taihua swordsmen who came to assassinate him:

"Three talent sword formation, three doors for a while; The long sword is the yin, the sword is the yang, and the three talents are two, and the one who is the sixth is also. Three people with three swords, one main attack, one main defense, and one main enemy and the life and death of both sides, that is, the eye of the three-talent sword formation. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Gui's sword figure suddenly stagnated for a moment; Immediately, the spring rain sword in his hand was flourishing, piercing the eyes of the four people present; In a trance, in tears and halos, everyone seemed to see Shen Gui turn into three shadows, practicing three completely different sets of swords!

"Unfortunately, as soon as the fight was met, I can already confirm that this young man with an injury in the lower abdomen is the eye of your Sancai Sword Formation this time. Not only do I know this sword formation, but I also know how to break the formation; Now, I've said this, do you still want to go your own way? ”

Shen Gui's last sentence of rebuke, like Hong Zhong Dalu, shocked the depths of the hearts of the three heroes of Taihua.