Chapter 7: Drunk and immortal in earthly wine
The sword in the sky was wrapped into a tight ball, and the light of the sword even covered the scorching sun in the afternoon, Cui Renzhu stood on top of the ring, his arms were open, and the flying sword kept producing around him, and rushed towards the sword group.
"Bai Luofeng, come on!" At this moment, Cui Renzhu finally let go of his demeanor and showed the madness of the most primitive martial artist.
What everyone can see is the "Sword Thousand Hands" standing proudly on the platform, countless sword blades form a avenue in mid-air, like the tiger returning to the mountain is constantly surging, no one knows what the situation of Bai Luofeng in the center of the sword group is, some people whisper and assert that Bai Luofeng has a false name, but in fact, it has already turned into blood.
Cui Renzhu frowned, he saw that Bai Luofeng was still dodging sensitively in the dense sword, and the unsheathed ink ming formed a wall in his hand, and any sword that attacked Bai Luofeng would be instantly wiped out as long as it was blocked by his scabbard.
What made him even more panicked was that Bai Luofeng held Mo Ming's sword and went down, hitting the bottom with the least number of swords.
Finally, a black shadow fell straight from the air, Cui Renzhu vaguely saw a figure kneeling on one knee with a sword, he was overjoyed, thinking that Bai Luofeng would be seriously injured.
Something unexpected happened, Bai Luofeng didn't stop too much and moved, and after falling down, the scabbard pointed directly at Cui Renzhu and galloped away.
Cui Renzhu could clearly see the scabbard, but he suddenly had a deep fear - he couldn't dodge it, Bai Luofeng's momentum was like a fierce beast gluttonous with a bloody mouth, and he had already swallowed him in his mouth, it was the murderous aura after experiencing the blood and bones of the corpse mountain!
"Down!" Cui Renzhu relied on his crisis instinct to pull back his consciousness at the last moment, and waved his arms down hard, and the group of swords that had been entrenched in the air seemed to be soldiers who had been preparing for a long time, just waiting for this order, ten thousand swords were fired together!
A Wonder of the Ages - Rain of Swords!
The shock in the hearts of all the spectators was indescribable, and Bai Luofeng, who was speeding halfway, seemed to be disturbed by this sudden group attack, and hurriedly dodged and counterattacked, slightly embarrassed.
When the last row of swords was about to fall, Cui Renzhu saw that Bai Luofeng was weak at this time, and with a grip in his hand, the sword appeared in his palm, and he went directly to the head.
"Do you know why I'm called 'Sword Thousand Hands'?" Cui Renzhu said triumphantly while fighting Bai Luofeng.
The question stopped, and Bai Luofeng suddenly felt that the other party had increased the speed of the sword a lot.
"Not only can I command a thousand swords, but also because my swordsmanship is so fast that I can transform a thousand swords!"
"Indeed, the world is unlearned, only fast and not broken. Bai Luofeng didn't seem to be able to keep up with Cui Renzhu's sword speed, and he dodged a blow sideways, but the sackcloth on his body was instantly cut, and the blood stained half of his shoulder, and the back of his right hand that grabbed the sword also unconsciously cut several cuts.
"Why don't you draw your sword yet!" Cui Renzhu couldn't stand it, and finally roared, in this battle, he not only wanted to win, but also to win in a dignified and thorough manner.
"I have my own reasons for not holding a sword. Bai Luofeng urgently turned his head and dodged a sword again, but his face was still injured by the sword qi, and a blood mark appeared, "But I admit that you are my opponent whom Bai Luofeng respects!"
"The world's best learning is not for the sake of being fast and unbreakable. Rather, it is true not to be broken!" Bai Luofeng's words were shocked, Cui Renzhu was frightened by the sudden heavier tone and stagnated slightly, and in a moment, Bai Luofeng's left hand immediately rose, and actually grabbed Cui Renzhu's sword that changed without a shadow, Cui Renzhu's heart sank and he quickly wanted to pull out the sword. Unexpectedly, Bai Luofeng didn't give such a gap, the sword was directly inserted into his left arm by him, his left hand grabbed the blade of the sword, and the scabbard in his right hand rose randomly.
When Cui Renzhu still wanted to draw his sword, the end of Bai Luofeng's scabbard had already reached his throat.
There was a dead silence at the scene, and then a mountain of applause erupted like a clear sky.
Cui Renzhu didn't dare to move, he secretly gritted his teeth, the bridge of his nose wrinkled, and his eyes were unwilling, and finally he let go of the hilt of the sword, took a step back, bowed his head and clenched his fists: "Thank you for your mercy, your skills are not as good as others, you have been taught!"
"Hehe, luck, luck, it's all because Mo Ming is a little special to the Five Elements. Bai Luofeng also put down Mo Ming, and then carefully and slowly pulled out the sword in his left arm, and kept in public*: "Hey, it hurts...... Hurt....... It hurts ......."
Cui Renzhu smiled bitterly in his heart and felt very powerless, and at the same time felt a little curious: What is the secret of that ink ming? What he has learned so far can't force him to use the sword, is he really so incompetent?
After Bai Luofeng cleaned up, Cui Renzhu turned his head and planned to leave.
"I said, don't always dress up like a poor reader. Bai Luofeng's flirtatious voice sounded behind him, "A thousand moves are false, when you hit the Chinese side." Fights are fights, it's actually really powerful, but why do you make so many good-looking fancy moves. ”
Cui Renzhu's footsteps never took the next step, his body trembled for a long time, and finally turned to Bai Luofeng and bowed again, with a choked voice in his voice: "Thank you for your advice!"
"Hey, it's hard to talk. Bai Luofeng patted the dust on his cuffs, and then staggered off the stage to find Nalan Zhifeng, and kept muttering: "Actually, it's true, this rag is really not very good-looking, it seems that you have to borrow from the blind man....... Hey, blind man, where to go!"
The sunset is going to go down again, it is still an ordinary inn, Bai Luofeng sat on the windowsill of the room with a wine jug in his hand, and after a while, he sipped wine, and then stared at the sun that was about to disappear, I don't know whether to ask Nalan Zhifeng, who was drinking on the side, or asking himself: "There is only one sun in the sky, why do you always think that the sun in the dark mountain is much better than this Kyoto?"
The room was silent for a long time, Bai Luofeng couldn't hold his breath, turned his head and asked Nalan Zhifeng: "Blind, after we leave, do you say that group of old things dare to send someone up?"
"I don't know. Nalan Orifu was complacent and drank a small glass of sake.
"I said you're a scholar, what do you drink?" Bai Luofeng really felt sorry for the two jade pots in his room, and he planned to enjoy the middle of the night alone, but he didn't have a moment to laugh, even if the pot was redeemed for the previous gamble, "Actually, we can mess up the game, the rest depends on themselves, the older they get, the more afraid they are of death, hahaha, anyway, you poisoned me and I was injured, take a few more sips now......"
Before Bai Luofeng finished speaking, the door rang, and when Bai Luofeng answered, the shopkeeper opened the door: "Guest officer, someone sent you an invitation." ”
"Well, let's go down. Bai Luofeng called Xiao Er away, and just saw the source of the invitation in his hand, and his heart suddenly rose with suspicion, the cover of the invitation was on the first layer of Jinsha, and there were three big words gilded with gold: "Wuhou Mansion"!
With suspicion, Bai Luofeng finished reading the invitation, which was roughly about inviting Bai Luofeng and Nalan Zhifeng to Wuhou Mansion to participate in the night banquet, and he didn't say anything about the reason. In fact, it's right, people are dignified and martial, above 10,000 people, inviting you Jianghu Wanderer is already very high-lifting, not to mention the special invitation, that is, if you don't come, you have to come, why do you need any reason.
And where the two of them lived, the two of them themselves did not intend to hide, and it was easy to find the two of them with Liu Jizong's energy.
"Liu Wuhou invited us to a banquet tonight, will you go?" Bai Luofeng asked Nalan Zhifeng.
"I'm not going. Nalan still drank to himself, "You go, I'm poisoned and recuperate." ”
"As long as your poison doesn't work, it will be fine in two days, but my injuries are real, why should I go!"
"The wine in Wuhou Mansion must be the best in the world, you just go and taste a few sips. ”
"If that's the case, why don't you go? ”
"You go, you bring it back, if I go, I won't bring it back to you. ”
"In that case, I don't bring it. ”
"You dare!" Nalan Folding Wind wine glass was placed on the table, and the originally intact wine glass instantly dispersed into powder.
Bai Luofeng left the inn to go to the banquet with a stomach full of resentment, but now he can't beat Nalan Folding. When his back gradually disappeared into the corner of the street for a long time, Nalan Zhifeng left through the window, he walked out of Bai Luofeng's room and gently closed the door, and then sighed:
"Bai Luofeng, the Dusk Mountain is quieter than Kyoto......"
In his dark vision, Bai Luofeng's words when he was drunk and nonsense when he was still very young vaguely appeared: "Folding the wind, in this life, I want to be a fairy in wine....."