Become a disciple of Huashan, but the Sword Sect!

After Wan Gui's farce, the birthday party officially began.

"Young Master Yan, I am Sun Yuanyi. I heard that you killed Gongsun Wulong a few months ago and eliminated a great harm to the world. I respect you." After the visitor finished speaking, he raised his glass and drank it all.

"You're welcome." Yan Bugui followed up with a drink.

Someone else among the guests asked: "Young Master Yan, there is news from Guanzhong that you are the golden swordsman who killed the Japanese pirates in the coastal area last year. Is this true?"

"It just happened to happen." Yan Bugui didn't hide it. It would be good for him and the Huashan Sect to spread the word.

In the world of martial arts, having a good reputation is particularly important. Credibility and influence come from this.

"It's true! I admire your righteousness as a young hero, Wang Shen. Please." The speaker poured himself a full bowl of wine and drank it up to show his sincerity and respect.

Yan Bugui followed up with another drink.

Afterwards, there was an endless stream of people coming to toast.

Yan Bugui saw that continuing like this was not an option. The alcohol prepared by Wan Zhenshan was not low in alcohol content. If he continued to drink like this, he would be drunk to the point of mud in a short time, which would delay the fun of the evening.

"Everyone, I'm too drunk, so let's toast to everyone." Yan Bugui filled the wine glass for himself: "Drink first as a token of respect."

"You can do whatever you want, young hero." No one felt dissatisfied at all, and even expressed honor to you.

But if it were someone else, like Di Yun, if he dared to refuse someone else's toast, he would be disrespectful.

"Senior." Wu Kan, the sixth disciple of Wanmen, suddenly rolled his eyes and asked curiously: "This junior was frightened after hearing that you used a golden sword to kill the Japanese pirates. I wonder if I can let this junior see this famous sword that shocked the world. ?”

"Sixth, don't be so presumptuous." Wan Zhenshan put on an old face and reprimanded: "How can you show off a magical weapon to others so easily?"

Yan Bugui put it on the wine glass and waved his hand calmly: "Actually, it's just an ordinary sword with a different color.

A sharp sword has no power, and a sharp sword is a killing weapon. Excessive reliance on magical weapons will eventually lead to inferiority. Strong swordsmanship is the foundation of martial arts. "

"Did you hear that?" Wan Zhenshan looked at Wu Kan and said, "Thank you, senior, for your advice."

"Yes, this junior has learned a lesson." Wu Kan hurriedly bowed and saluted, but he didn't think so in his heart.

If you have a magic weapon in your hand, you can already be in an invincible position before fighting with others, why not do it.

I didn’t expect that this senior would have such pedantic ideas at such a young age.

Yan Bugui's face showed a look of reminiscence: "Speaking of swordsmanship, your ancestor Mo Calyx Mei Niansheng is also a well-known figure in the martial arts world and is not under my Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Back then, I had heard my master mention the reputation of Liancheng Sword Technique many times. However, my senior passed away young and I didn't have the chance to see his grace. It was really a pity. "

"Alas~" Wan Zhenshan sighed: "I am not very qualified. My master's swordsmanship is only superficial. I am unable to carry forward my master's unique skills. I am really unworthy of my master's teachings."

Yan Bugui asked: "I heard that Mr. Mei once practiced the unique martial art Shenzhao Jing. The power of this skill is not inferior to the Zixia magic skill of Huashan.

The old man had magical powers to protect his body and lived a hundred years, so how could he die so early? "

Wan Zhenshan's face became a little unnatural: "My master died unfortunately after being plotted by the enemy."

boom!

Yan Bugui slammed the table and became furious: "That's unreasonable! What despicable, dirty, inferior, wolf-hearted bastard did this?

Is this person still alive? I'm going to kill him. "

"..."

Wan Zhenshan and Qi Changfa's faces froze, and they couldn't express the pain in their hearts.

The bastards Yan Bugui mentioned were not only their two senior brothers, but also the second brother Yan Daping.

The entrance of Wanjia Mansion.

There was an unkempt old beggar who was using his internal energy to eavesdrop on what was going on inside. After hearing Yan Bugui's words, his hand holding the broken bowl couldn't help but tremble, and a sudden chill grew in his heart.

Thinking about those Japanese pirates, if Yan Bugui knew that it was the three brothers who plotted against the master, they would not even be able to leave a whole body behind when they died.

"Young hero, calm down." Wan Zhenshan laughed dryly: "The enemy is dead. It was our senior brothers who jointly killed him, right, third junior brother?"

"That's right, that's right." Qi Changfa nodded repeatedly, but secretly resented Yan Bugui in his heart, but when he thought about it, he felt aggrieved again.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Yan Bugui's martial arts skills are extremely high, and he may not be inferior to his master Mei Niansheng. The iron lock on the Hengjiang River can make others unable to get up or down, but it cannot stop his famous sword Jin Feng.

Even if Qi Changfa wanted to take revenge, he couldn't do it.

"That's good." Yan Bugui picked up the wine glass and took a sip. If he hadn't taken into account the reputations of the Huashan and Hengshan sects, he would have killed these two old bastards with one strike.

The birthday banquet lasted until evening.

Facing the repeated compliments from everyone, even though Yan Bugui had never been very fond of fame and fortune, he couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the praise.

After the banquet, Wan Zhenshan arranged for him an independent courtyard with a quiet environment.

Yan Bugui practiced as usual.

The night is getting darker.

Di Yun in the other courtyard had already gone to bed early.

Dong Dong Dong~

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Senior Brother Di? Di Yun! Di Yun!" The voice became louder and louder, and Di Yun was soon awakened.

"Who is it?" Di Yun rubbed his chest, which was a little sore from Lu Tong's beating, and sat up from the bed in a daze.

"My younger brother Wan Gui, please come out and discuss important matters with Senior Brother Di."

"Wait a moment." Di Yun was stunned, and then got out of bed and opened the door. He saw all the eight disciples of Wanmen Sect holding long swords, standing in a neat row at the door of his house.

He asked curiously: "It's so late, why are you calling me?"

Wan Gui drew out his long sword and said coldly: "We want to learn from Senior Brother Di's sword skills."

"No." Di Yun waved his hand quickly: "My master has told me not to fight against Master Wan's disciples, so as not to hurt our harmony."

"Bah!" Lu Kun, the boss, spat: "Who will follow you and us? I think you don't dare to push back."

"No." Wu Kan, the sixth child, said with a smile, "It should be said that Uncle Qi is self-aware."

"What kind of self-awareness?" Di Yun had already seen that these people had bad intentions. When he saw them insulting Qi Changfa, he was furious: "What do you want to do?"

"Hmph!" Wan Gui pointed his sword at Di Yun: "Senior Brother Di, today Lu Tong came to trouble you and tried to show off your strength. Do you think that my Jiangling Wan family has no one left? Or do you think that the martial arts of our senior brothers are not as good as yours?"

Lu Kun said: "You are showing off your authority in front of the big guys, but where do you want to put the dignity of our brothers?

From now on, let alone wandering around in the world, even in Jiangling City there is no place for our brothers and sisters.

Don’t you think what you did today is too much? "

"I didn't mean that." Di Yun explained: "That man soiled my master's clothes, of course I have to make compensation to him.

Besides...besides, Senior Yan from the Huashan Sect said that I did the right thing. "

"Hahaha……"

Wan Gui and the other eight people burst into laughter.

Di Yun frowned and said, "You, why are you laughing?"

Lu Kun said with a sneer on his face: "Brothers, this silly boy really thinks that he has reached a higher level."

"What do you mean?" Hearing the contempt in his words, Di Yun couldn't help but feel furious.

Wan Gui smiled contemptuously: "Senior Yan only spoke for you because he felt sorry for you and sympathized with you. Do you really think that people think highly of you?"

"That's right." Wu Kan said contemptuously: "Who do you think you are? You deserve it!"

"You are talking nonsense." Di Yun had always been grateful to Yan Bugui for what happened during the day. Seeing what the Wan family said, his anger could no longer be suppressed and he glared at them.

"What, you're not convinced?" Wan Gui challenged, "You have the ability to fight with us."

"Okay, you wait." Di Yun couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately turned back to the bed, pulled out his long sword, and walked out of the bedroom.

"Brothers, let me stretch him first." After Wan Gui said that, he immediately took action and stabbed Di Yun's sleeve with his long sword.

Di Yun cherishes his clothes so much that it would be very interesting if they were damaged by him.

Wan Gui couldn't help but reveal an expectant smile on his face.

Dang~

Di Yun waved his sword to block, then counterattacked.

Qi Changfa changed the "Tang Poetry Sword Technique" into "Lying Corpse Sword Technique" and taught him. In order to match the name, many moves in the sword technique were changed to be very vicious and vicious.

Now Di Yun's attacks were all focused on vital points. With the anger in his heart, his attacks were even more swift and fierce, like a mad tiger.

On the other hand, Wan Gui has been spoiled since he was a child. Although he has practiced swordsmanship well, he has never seriously fought with the enemy. Facing Di Yun's stormy offensive, he was timid. He only fought thirty moves before he was forced to scatter his sword moves and retreated steadily. .

"Not good." Seeing that his senior brother was about to lose, Bu Yuan, the fifth oldest man in the Wan family, hurriedly picked up a brick from under the eaves and threw it at Di Yun's heart.

Di Yun was completely unaware.

Just when he was about to be hit, a subtle sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in the dark night and shot towards Qing Brick quickly.

But under the cover of the sounds of Di Yun and Wan Gui's sword fight, no one heard it.

Peng!

The green brick collapsed when it was only three inches away from Di Yun's back.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Bu Yuan cursed in surprise: "This damn country bumpkin's skin is really thick."

Wan Gui, who lost the help of his comrades, was even more difficult to withstand Di Yun's fierce attack.

Bu Yuan immediately winked at Wu Kan: "Third senior brother is very good at swordsmanship, but senior brother Di is afraid he won't be able to resist. Let's go and help him, so as not to hurt his life and bring shame to senior uncle Qi."

"You're right." Wu Kan understood instantly, and he and Bu Yuan immediately drew their swords and stepped forward, attacking Di Yun from both sides.

Di Yun had already seen that they had bad intentions, and when he heard the two men's voices, he shouted angrily without looking back: "Do you want to bully the minority?"

The two of them laughed, turned a deaf ear, and continued to stab him in the ribs.

Di Yun had never encountered such a situation before, and his sword moves immediately lost control due to nervousness.

"Don't panic, lift your right sword upward and push straight with your left palm."

Yan Bugui's familiar voice suddenly reached Di Yun's ears. Out of trust in him, Di Yun did as he was told without hesitation.

Uh-huh!

Wan Gui, who was about to take advantage of the situation to counterattack, was surprised when he saw Di Yun thrust his sword towards his lower abdomen, as if he was going to disembowel him, so he hurriedly intercepted him with his sword.

In his haste, he didn't respond well enough, and his right arm was blown away by a fierce sword, and the middle door in his chest suddenly opened.

Di Yun's left palm followed closely and knocked Wan Gui to the ground with a bang.