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Almost at the moment when Pei Guo landed in the middle of the entrance, the first war drum just beat heavily. Since Aunt Gongsun was called into Liyuan as a general for the music camp because of her superb sword dance, the sword dance in Luoyang City is popular, and it is not inferior to Hu Xuan Dance and Hu Teng Dance. However, compared with those graceful and light women's sword dances, men's sword dances are rarely seen. Even if there are noble children who occasionally go to the sword dance to entertain guests, they only take their intentions, and there are few jīng wonderful. Therefore, when Pei Guo started with a sword light that was as fast as thunder and pierced the sky, everyone stopped breathing.

But this is a full few moments

In the opposite direction, the sword dance always starts with a soothing unfolding, Pei Guo is full of sword light, and the war drum is even more exciting, and the sound is excited. When Pei Guo stepped on it and suddenly a heavy drum sounded, and suddenly jumped up and swung his sword down, the sword pierced the ground, and suddenly burst out a series of gold stars, with these powers, Pei Guo took off again to strike in the air.

I saw the figure use the power of the foot pedal or sword strike again and again, churning in the air and dancing a series of sword lights at various incredible angles, and the onlookers, including Zhang Xu and Wu Daozi, couldn't even make a sound of exclamation.

Just when everyone was swaying, Du Shiyi suddenly beat the drum at the same time with both mallets, and only heard a long neigh outside the field, but it was a horse that jumped into the arena as if a divine soldier had descended from the sky, and galloped straight towards Pei Guo. Seeing that a man and a horse were about to collide together, he didn't see how Pei Guo behaved, but he just gave way to the right side of the horse, and followed by him, the whole person jumped steadily on the horse's back. Although everyone knew that he was a famous general on the battlefield, this kind of horseman's riding skills immediately attracted bursts of applause, and even Chu Shen, who was watching from the sidelines, was also moved.

If Pei Guo's sword momentum was already thundering on the ground just now, then at this moment he was on horseback, and he was even more like a tiger with wings for a while, but I saw that this rider was rushing left and right all over the field, and the sword momentum hit the left and right blocks, and the emergency stop and rotation were all controlled. When the drumming finally slowed down, and Pei Guo's sword momentum slowed down, I don't know how many people finally spit out the turbid breath that had been holding in their chests.

Suffocated

"Happy" Chu Shen finally couldn't help but snort the word, and for a while, all the people around him felt the same way. However, before the audience who had relaxed their breath of atmosphere was a little relaxed and discussed this majestic sword momentum, they only listened to the sound of the war drums that had slowed down from the thunder burst to suddenly change again, and after the three drums seemed to remind people to return to their senses, there was a long silence after that, however, seeing Pei Guo suddenly pulling away on the horse, no one dared to myth at this time.

Sure enough, the next moment, with a sudden sound of drums, I only heard Pei Guo shout, and the long sword suddenly took out and threw it straight into the air like lightning. The crowd of onlookers who invariably raised their necks watched the long sword gradually stop in the air, and finally because of the weight, the tip of the sword fell down casually, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

And Du Shiyi, who was distracted by Pei Guo's sword momentum in the field while beating the drums, couldn't help but gasp at this moment. In the afternoon, the sun was no longer as blazing as at noon, but when it shone on the sword body of Xiangxia, it still reflected the brilliant sword light that made people squint their eyes and dare not look at it directly. Just when the sword light seemed to be only three or four feet from the ground, I saw Pei Tan holding the right side of the scabbard and suddenly facing the sword light, one bearing and one horizontal, only to hear a clear sound of the machine spring, just like the electric light surrendered, the thunder was captured, and the long sword like an electric dragon was actually firmly put into the sheath.

"Amazing, magical"

Wu Daozi, who owed the Great Temples of the Eastern Capital and didn't know how many murals, turned red for a while, his hands were clenched into fists, his whole body was trembling slightly, his eyes were excited and excited, his breathing became extremely short, and he didn't know how many times he repeated these four words in his mouth. Not only him, but Zhang Xu on the side was also dumbfounded by this scene, pinching the portable wine gourd unconsciously let go, and let the wine gourd that was regarded as a treasure fall to the ground, in which the wine flowed all over the ground, and there was no trickle left for a while.

As for the monks and other onlookers in Tiangong Temple, they were already dumbfounded. Even after more than ten years of traveling and honing, Chu Shen, who thought that there were few enemies in the world of swordsmanship, was also shocked, and secretly wondered if he could achieve such a divine skill, and finally shook his head with a sigh.

This seems to be a miraculous skill, first to test the arm strength and waist strength can throw the long sword into the air, and then to test whether the eyesight can judge the landing point of the long sword in advance, Zuihou only tested whether the wrist strength can withstand the shock force of the long sky falling electric dragon, and the instantaneous insight of the long sword with a small scabbard at the last moment. Even if the first two can do it, there are thousands of people who use swords in the world, but there is only one in ten thousand who can do the latter two.

Although the drums beat again and the sword momentum changed again, Chu Shen had no desire to continue watching. He quietly retreated into the crowd, and squeezed out against the current. When he quietly came to the empty corner gate, the drums stopped for a while, and after a long silence, there was a tsunami of applause from the mountains. He stood without looking back for a moment, an expression of admiration on his face.

"Sure enough, the Sword Saint is worthy of his name...... No wonder it can be painted on the wall, and the grass can be swayed."

Pei Guo put away his sword and stood, but his forehead was also sweating profusely, but such a hearty sword dance had not been seen for many years for him, and his heart was very happy at this moment. He glanced at Du Shiyi, who was rubbing his shoulders with his double mallets, and was about to come to Wu Daozi and Zhang Xu to ask if he was satisfied, when he suddenly saw Wu Daozi shouting a pen and ink, and when the disciple was busy offering it, he took the paintbrush and strode to the side that had been prepared for a long time. Faced with such a situation, Pei Tan only felt that his mood was greatly lifted, and he hurried forward, but when he was about to ask, he held back.

"Wu Sheng is now the time when inspiration is like a spring, there is now this General Pei sword dance, not only General Pei this request, I am afraid that the murals he owes in the temples in Luoyang City can make up for more than half in one breath, it is really breathtaking" Zhang Xu breathed a long sigh of relief, then turned his wrist a little itchy, and looked at Du Shiyi who came to meet and said, "Du Jiulang, I didn't pick the wrong person, your drum sound and General Pei's sword dance are seamless, as if they have rehearsed countless times, and the end is also a must, but looking at you weak, I can't help but wind, This war drum is passionate and powerful, could it be hidden in the depths? ”

"I'm ashamed, I was too involved just now, and I can't even lift it up now"

"The sword light is like lightning, but it must also match the drums like thunder." Pei Tan hahadaxiao, when he untied the drape and put on the plain clothes again, he saw that Zhang Xu had gone to Wu Daozi's side to look at the mural, and it was obvious that he was pondering the place to write, so he sincerely thanked him, "For the last wish of the deceased, but not only did Lao Du agree to Mr. Wu's request, but also beat the drum to strengthen my voice, Pei Guo thanked me here."

Du Shiyi smiled bitterly, then looked at Pei Guo and said: "Mr. Wu is like this, what he wants, even if it is not today, how long does General Pei think I can shirk it?" As for the strong voice, although I have seen Mr. Gongye perform this set of sword postures for me before, but Mr. Gongye's sword is more pure and fierce, but General Pei's sword posture is more majestic and murderous on the battlefield, which is enough to make me reminisce for the rest of my life. ”

While the two were talking, Du Shiyi inadvertently caught a glimpse of Wu Daozi who was splashing ink, and couldn't help but sigh, and Pei Guo also noticed the ink-stained powder wall on that side. The two of them stepped forward, only to find that Wu Daozi was like a demon on the wall quickly painted, the pen did not stop for a moment, between the upper and lower sleeves of the wind rise, just the full attention, the sword of the god general, the charm of the momentum is very similar to Pei Guo who just appeared in the field like a divine soldier descending from the sky

Behind them, the old host of Tiangong Temple and other monks approached the water tower to get the moon first, and they also gathered a little closer to watch it for a while. Although this is a mural for Pei Tan's deceased mother to commemorate the company, the mural is still in Tiangong Temple, and such a masterpiece can not only be used as a witness to today's grand event, but will also be another priceless treasure. Therefore, even though their hearts were full of admiration and amazement, none of the monks dared to speak out, and even the other onlookers did not disperse, but all looked at Wu Daozi's paintings.

This painting is a whole hour. Fortunately, it is now close to summer, and the sky is still extremely bright when it is approaching, but it does not hinder the light in the slightest. On the two-zhang long powder wall, there is now a long scroll of the god general Wei Buddha, although it has not yet been zuihou on the color sè, but the jīng wonderful characters, the charm between the fluttering clothes, and the colorful expressions on the face, are enough to ⊥ everyone to marvel. When Wu Daozi suddenly stopped his pen and took three steps back, and crashed directly into a monk who had no time to dodge, he suddenly hahadaxiao said: "Zhang Dian, it's your turn"

Zhang Xu had already been familiar with Pei Guo's personally drafted sacrificial text, and after smiling at this moment, he held the pen on his right and the inkstone full of ink on his left, and went straight to a blank space in Zuihou.

Looking at the wild and uninhibited pen strokes, Du Shiyi unconsciously realized a bit of sharp sword intent, and immediately realized that this was also a feeling of watching Pei Guo's sword dance, and couldn't help but admire it more and more. At this moment, Wu Daozi's voice came from behind him again.

"It's so enjoyable, what I have painted in my life, and there is nothing to be proud of"

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