The Last Sword God of Longing for Life

The implication is that

It’s about to start the battle again;

These words made Huang Lei slightly stunned,

Then it was a little incredible.

Even felt that Li Dongxuan’s idea was a little naïve,

In addition to being an entertainer and cook,

He was also a businessman.

Know the brand effect,

The current Grandmaster Pavilion has not yet been built,

Even if there is Chen Laozu and Hong Tianxiang to create momentum for it,

Including the old man in purple and black robes who suddenly came to visit in the morning,

are fully illustrate,

The Grandmaster Pavilion is a place where experts from all over the world are invited.

However, an invitation does not mean that it must come,

It’s not that you invited,

Or rather like it is now.

You let the words go,

said that the purpose of the Grandmaster Pavilion is to let Li Dongxuan defeat the masters of the world,

But those grandmasters,

How many of them are really idle enough to challenge for a name?

In Huang Lei’s view,

Since he can become a grandmaster, then his state of mind must be different;

Actually, most people think so too.

But

Since Li Dongxuan asked for so.

So he still turned around and arranged for people to debug, check,

After all, these live broadcasts cannot be delayed.

Li Dongxuan knew that Huang Lei left,

Still standing quietly in front of the desk,

The gaze fell in front of him,

That is, on the sentence written by Hong Tianxiang,

The eyebrows were slightly raised.

On rice paper,

A line of font with nearly no ink at the end of the line,

now

But it was full of sword intent.

And, to Li Dongxuan’s surprise,

These sword intent,

It was not from Hong Tianxiang’s sword intent.

Or rather,

It’s not just Hong Tianxiang’s sword intent.

Among them, there is another hidden smell…

And what Li Dongxuan cares about is,

When Hong Tianxiang was present, this meaning was not revealed;

On the contrary, Hong Tianxiang walked away with a long stick,

A look of never looking back;

That meaning immediately emerged.

It’s not like Hong Tianxiang left behind.

Because Hong Tianxiang wrote this line,

Leave these sword intent,

Just so that Li Dongxuan can better understand.

But what these mean in between,

In Li Dongxuan’s view,

But it doesn’t seem so friendly?

“This is…”

“Lu Zu’s sword intent?”

The sword qi in Li Dongxuan’s hand was trembling slightly,

I don’t know what came to mind,

Or rather, touched by the strangeness of the sword’s meaning;

And Li Dongxuan can perceive,

That meaning, which seems to be somewhat provocative to oneself;

Li Dongxuan raised his eyebrows slightly,

And then it immediately loosened.

“You mean, my new kendo is not as good as the old one?”

It seems to be in response to Li Dongxuan,

A mighty breath suddenly rippled on the rice paper,

The ink was also much lighter;

Hong Tianxiang’s sword intent became more and more intense,

Although it came from Taoism, Hong Tianxiang’s sword intent had an extraordinary feeling.

“There is a dragon slashing the dragon, who asked me about the three-foot sword?”

Li Dongxuan whispered,

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a wave of battle intent spread out;

“Since it’s Lu Zu, what?”

“Since I am dissatisfied with my new kendo, one day…”

“There’s a battle over there!”

Buzz!

The sword qi in Li Dongxuan’s hand trembled,

I don’t know if I was infected by the domineering of the new owner,

Or because of Li Dongxuan’s words,

It’s a little too arrogant!

As a warrior of the new generation,

actually wanted to suppress a generation of Lu Zu eight hundred years ago;

Fight a battle!

I’m afraid such words,

Even Hong Tianxiang, who was known as bold, heard it,

Gotta be stunned too!

……

“Junior Brother, are you really going down the mountain this time?”

** Southeast region, halfway up an undeveloped dwarf mountain,

A house made only of bamboo,

A man with a beautiful face and a long robe like a woman,

Looking at the rough-painted youth in front of him,

Raised his glass and took a sip;

“That guy Li Dongxuan has already left the mountain, I can’t stay here any longer!”

The rough young urn said angrily,

When it comes to the name Li Dongxuan,

His eyes lit up slightly,

The pupils are full of fighting intent,

Even, as his momentum shifted;

In the surrounding air, there was a burning sensation.

And that beautiful man in a long robe,

In his hand, he holds a thin bamboo pole;

Even if you don’t look up,

I also know how my junior brother has changed.

“But you know, he is already a grandmaster.”

The voice of a beautiful man in a long robe,

Let the rough young man immediately froze;

It’s like a thunderbolt on a sunny day,

It exploded above his head,

He couldn’t say anything for half a ring.

“Yes, Senior Brother, Li Dongxuan is already a grandmaster.”

“I couldn’t beat him back then, and now he’s a grandmaster…”

Look at the appearance,

It seemed that Li Dongxuan had left some shadow in his mind;

Let the rough youth think,

I couldn’t help but snort.

Beautiful man in a long robe,

chuckled and poured himself a glass of wine;

But his gaze was looking at a figure not far away,

Even in the daytime,

The figure is still pitch black;

The figure is strong, and every ejection is like a python probe.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the two brothers,

“Xiao Qi, are you here?”

After the rough young man saw the coming,

His face suddenly rejoiced,

On the contrary, it was a beautiful man in a long robe, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

The attitude of the two towards the people who came seems to be completely different,

And the black figure called Xiao Qi,

It was actually a young man from the Kendo Grandmaster over there in the Western Shu Province;

Say it’s a teenager,

In fact, the face is too immature.

In fact, he was older than the two men in front of him;

Xiao Qi’s voice was hoarse,

“Li Dongxuan has entered the Grandmaster Realm, and I’m going out of the mountain.”

The beautiful man in the robe said indifferently: “What do you have to do with me?” ”

“You!”

Xiao Qi was out of breath,

In fact, he is older than the beautiful man in the long robe,

And I don’t know why,

The two people in front of him, strictly speaking,

It’s all his senior brother.

The green tendons on Xiao Qi’s forehead were slightly provoked,

A raised hand,

The walls of the bamboo house suddenly cracked,

One by one, bamboo flew out and smashed outside;

“Give me back my night sound.”

Xiao Qi held back the anger in his heart and said.

The beautiful man in the long robe, after glancing at him,

said lightly: “Your anger is getting heavier and heavier…”

“If I don’t go out of the mountain, the title of Kendo leader will really be taken away by others.”

“Take it, take it, after Lu Zu, who else remembers the sword tomb?”

“Even Lu Zu can’t make us bow our sword tombs…”

“Well, what is the truth, don’t you really know it?”

“Speaking of which, you are afraid, afraid that another Lu Zu will appear.”

“I have nothing to be afraid of, but if Lu Zu appears, it is really not a good thing.”

“But you don’t dare go down the mountain.”

“If I go down the mountain, will this sword tomb be inherited for a thousand years, will I rely on you to wait?”

So much for the conversation,

In the eyes of the beautiful man in the long robe,

It was already full of coldness.