Become a legend in Hong Kong

Shi'er's daily life, not only to lift roof tiles from the house, but also to have a lot of messy things. He was taught a lot of skills by Yan Chixia, and he was tied up at home, like a hungry wolf in a cage. If he was tied up for a long time, his temper would be bad, and he would subconsciously do some small damage.

Of course, it's okay to say that he is a draft of a wolf, a bohemian who loves freedom and will tear down the house if he is not allowed to go out.

Shi'er finally got down to business and installed two doors in Wumenju. Although he deliberately went against Yan Chixia, there is still a door, which is better than tearing down the roof.

And now that Shi'er has left the army and left, this door has become Yan Chixia's thoughts. She managed to get kicked down without provoking anyone, how could Yan Chixia endure it.

"Brother Yan, I haven't seen you for several months, but you still have the same charm and bad temper."

Swordsman Xiahou pulled out the long black sword from his back, grinned and said, "That's fine. If you are treating guests as a host, I would be embarrassed to force you to draw your sword."

"Pooh!"

Yan Chixia spat on the ground and cursed: "Stop putting gold on your face. You have been chasing me for seven years. Every time I didn't come up and cut you down, would you be embarrassed?"

"Since Brother Yan said so, I won't pretend to be a gentleman."

The Xiahou swordsman held his sword in front of him, and his sword intent was accompanied by murderous intent. He rushed towards Yan Chixia: "You old guy, you have taken the title of the best swordsman in the world, and you are hiding in hiding. How can you kill us swordsmen?" It’s painful.”

"I've already mentioned the false reputation, but you still mention it?"

"What a false name. If you don't want it, then give it to me!"

"In a dream, I smashed my door and gave it to no one but you."

"In this way, you can tell the difference between the sword and the sword..."

Xiahou Swordsman flicked his long black sword, and a wisp of sword energy shot out quickly, heading straight for Yan Chixia's throat.

Clang!

The sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring burst through the air from inside the house. Yan Chixia took hold of the big sword, pointed it into a sword, and used the sword intention to cut off the sword energy shot from the sky.

"Good swordsmanship!"

The Xiahou swordsman was delighted when he saw the hunting spirit, raised his hand and struck down with another sword energy.

Yan Chixia blocked with her sword. After receiving the sword energy, she stepped on the ground with her toes and raised her sword to stab Xiahou Swordsman's throat.

For a moment, the sharp sword energy came out of the body and swept in all directions. The fallen leaves of the bamboo forest were falling, and the invisible sword intent cut them in mid-air, splitting them into two.

Xiahou Swordsman was not weak at all. He swung his sword to meet Yan Chixia, and the sword energy rose up all over the sky. From the beginning of the fight between the two, it wreaked havoc on the bamboo forest.

Liao Wenjie opened the door and dragged Xiaoshuang, who was standing stupidly, into the room and watched the two top swordsmen fight in front of the window.

Buzz! !

In mid-air, Xiahou Swordsman and Yan Chixia hit them from the ground to the roof. He held the sword in both hands and struck hard. The black sword light rose into the sky, cutting a courtyard to pieces.

Coincidentally, it was the house where Yan Chixia lived.

Destroy the door first, then the house. No matter how good-tempered Yan Chixia is, she should be angry, not to mention that he has a bad temper to begin with.

"Xiahou thief, take my sword!"

Yan Chixia's eyebrows stood upright, with a sword in her hand, the sword energy filled the sky and poured down, surrounding the Xiahou swordsman on three levels inside and outside.

"Well come."

The Xiahou swordsman danced his black sword with splashes of ink, guarding his position tightly. When he saw Yan Chixia getting closer and closer in front of him, he shouted loudly, raised his sword with both arms and slashed Huashan with a heavy blow.

The jet-black sword energy moved forward in an unstoppable manner, emptying the surrounding air waves and roaring towards Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia raised her big sword lightly, slapped away the dark sword energy, and struck in front of the Xiahou swordsman in three steps. The sword intention was concealed, and she slashed straight into his chest.

boom! !

The two swords collided, and sword energy and sword energy burst out, exploding between the two.

Xiahou Swordsman retreated about ten meters. When he saw Yan Chixia retreating further than him, he immediately laughed loudly.

That's how it should be. In today's battle, he can not only avenge his previous shame, but also win the reputation of being the best swordsman in the world. From now on, all swordsmen in the world will respect him.

"Laugh your ass off!"

Yan Chixia cursed, that sword strike just now, the timing and sword move were all right, the mistake was all his fault.

For a moment, he was so angry that he attacked fiercely, forgetting that the Xiahou swordsman was born with divine power.

"Brother Yan, come again..."

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding----

The two of them were flying high and low, fighting inextricably in the courtyard. The sword energy was endless and the surrounding houses were crumbling. They were oppressed by the sharp sword energy and would collapse at any time.

Liao Wenjie held up the red thread and watched the two fighting intently, feeling extremely confused.

The black-clothed swordsman broke in and was named by Yan Chixia. He was the Xiahou swordsman who was seduced by the top man outside Lanruo Temple and then died tragically under the words of the tree demon grandma.

So the question is, how could this guy die worthless if he is so powerful?

Could it be that he fought Yan Chixia first, and then the top card, and the continuous rushing caused a sore back and weak legs, and only then was the Dryad Granny taking advantage of it?

In the courtyard, Yan Chixia gradually gained the upper hand. She swept, teased, struck, and stabbed with her exquisite sword moves one after another, forcing the Xiahou swordsman to retreat step by step.

The Xiahou swordsmen were not willing to be outdone. The soldiers came to block him, the water came to cover him, and the black sword protected him, making the defense airtight.

He used his moves as he saw them, and although his sword power was far less refined than Yan Chixia's, it was better in terms of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. From time to time, he would exchange injuries for injuries, which made Yan Chixia quite afraid.

After dozens of rounds, Yan Chixia's wind was light and the clouds were calm, and Xiahou Swordsman's breathing was rapid. If you press the button until the end, the winner will be determined.

However, the swordsman Xiahou refused to accept it. The masters fought for a breath, and he did not believe that Yan Chixia had no flaws at all.

The two were ten meters apart, holding swords and looking at each other from a distance. Their eyes swept over each other's vital points, and they fought against each other through the air with their sword intent.

The cyclone rolled up, and the clanging sword sounds continued one after another.

Suddenly, a hurricane spread out, blowing dead branches and leaves all over the yard. There was a crisp sound on the back of the Xiahou Swordsman's head, and the knot holding his long hair broke, leaving him standing with disheveled hair.

"Brother Xiahou, you lost again."

"Not yet, I can still fight!"

"That's fine, I'll let you win and be convinced..."

After the fight, Xiahou Swordsman's aura was disordered, but Yan Chixia became more and more calm. The two of them stared at each other with swords, and neither of them attacked rashly.

Fallen leaves were flying, and at the moment when their sight was blocked, the Xiahou swordsman suddenly rose up, sprinted in front of Yan Chixia, and slashed down with a whistling sword light, diagonally splitting her in two.

The sword light suddenly stopped. Xiahou looked at the empty space in front of him and stood there blankly. He was about to turn around when a chill hit his lower back and Yan Chixia held the sword against his vital part.

"Brother Xiahou, your mind is not stable enough. The more you fight, the more your sword power becomes scattered, and your sword moves become more and more chaotic. Even if you can defeat me in the early stage, you will not be able to persist until the end." Yan Chixia commented kindly.

"Wonderful, thank you Brother Yan for your advice!"

Xiahou Swordsman gritted his teeth and said 'thank you', put his black sword into its sheath, and strode towards Wumenjuwai: "Just wait, I will definitely come back."

"It's too bad. We can't stay in this wretched place."

Yan Chixia looked unlucky, her secluded place was exposed, and there would definitely be an endless stream of challengers in the future. In addition, Shier left after leaving the army, Wumenju felt sad when he saw it, and he decided to move now.

"Master Yan, who is the murderer?"

Liao Wenjie stepped forward to ask, with a confused look on his face. It was his first time meeting Xiahou Swordsman, and he really didn't know his identity.

"We just became friends when we met. I'm not familiar with him. I only know that his surname is Xiahou."

Yan Chixia shook her head and said: "Ever since I met him seven years ago, he has been biting me and chasing me wherever I go. Now he has even found Wumenju. It's really annoying. "

"Why is he chasing you?"

"It's a long story..."

Yan Chixia pursed her lips and sighed: "When I was young, I was a catcher. I had frequent contacts with people in the world. I learned a lot of skills. I became more and more sophisticated in my swordsmanship, and I caught more and more bad guys. Gradually, some People with malicious intentions gave me the title of 'The Best Sword in the World'."

"From then on, every time I went out to investigate a case, there would be people in the world who would provoke and cause trouble. I defeated them one by one, and my reputation became stronger and stronger. My title of 'The Best Sword in the World' became more and more stable."

"Later, there were countless masters who lost to me. The title of No. 1 in the world was so powerful that people in the world coveted it. Xiahou was one of them..."

"Oh, I was ignorant when I was young. At that time, I thought the 'No. 1 Sword in the World' was very majestic and could be used to scare bad guys. Now that I think about it, I might as well have exchanged it for a bottle of wine. I regret it at the time!"

I do not believe.

Liao Wenjie felt contempt in his heart. Yan Chixia didn't like the title of 'the best swordsman in the world', so she just gave it up. Xiahou Swordsman refused to give it up even though he was so fierce. She must be disdainful, but she was happier than anyone else in her heart.

"By the way, Ajie, please pack up. We will set off immediately. We can't stay here without a home."

"???"

"Today there is Xiahou, and tomorrow there will be Dongfang and Linghu. Even if they are powerful, I can't afford to offend them, so I can't afford to hide them!"

"Master Yan, where are we going?"

Liao Wenjie's eyes lit up, yes, yes, now that Xiahou Swordsman has appeared, the next step will definitely be the midnight theater of the top star and the white prostitute.

"I don't know, I can go anywhere."

Yan Chixia returned to her room and started packing her luggage.

Liao Wenjie was alone and had nothing to prepare. He went back to the house to tidy up, wrapped the red umbrella and tied it behind his back with a red rope.

"Son..."

Xiao Shuang followed Liao Wenjie closely, with tears in her eyes, and raised her hand to grab his sleeve.

Please take it away.

"I'm going out to explore the world. It's very precarious. I may die at any time. I can't take you with me."

Liao Wenjie looked at Xiaoshuang up and down, sighed and said: "You are a poor person, but I don't have the life of a young master, so I don't need a maid to serve you. Your lady gave you to me because she asked me to protect you. She took it for granted. .”

"Sir, the young lady has left. Even you drove me away..."

"Needless to say, my brother Hongjian is not here. When he comes back, you can pass a message to me."

Liao Wenjie interrupted ruthlessly, and regardless of Xiaoshuang's blurry eyes, he said bluntly: "He will take the provincial examination soon. You pretend to be a book boy and follow him. When you meet the scholar you like... Be sure to have literary talent... No, be honest." It’s better to avoid being bullied in the future.”

"..."

"You keep one of these two bags of silver for your dowry, and give the other to Brother Hongjian. He is going out to take the exam. Whether it is making friends or providing basic necessities, money management is essential."

Liao Wenjie patted Xiaoshuang's head: "We are just passers-by, there is no need to be persistent, why don't we just forget about each other, and live your own life is not in vain for your young lady's hard work."