Chapter 432

A sword!

When Zhang Xuan heard what Bai Chi said, he felt a little incredible. He knew Bai Chi's skill. Even Zhang Xuan himself could not hurt Bai Chi with a sword.

Zhang Xuan put down his shower.

"Show me!"

Bai Chi nodded and drove with Zhang Xuan towards the cemetery.

The cemetery baichi is going to visit is a historic site with a history of nearly 800 years. Around the cemetery, there are some herdsmen.

A reporter interviewed the herdsmen before and asked them why they settled around the cemetery to graze. The herdsmen's reply made the reporters at that time a little unbelievable.

Said the herdsman. Since its existence, the cemetery has been a wasteland. All the areas belonging to the cemetery are barren of grass and birds. After stepping out of the cemetery, the land is fertile and green.

As soon as this report came out, many people came here to investigate with disbelief. The final answer is exactly the same as what the herdsmen said. There is really no grass, even weeds, in the cemetery. I can't see them.

At that time, someone specially caught two birds and put them on this piece of land. However, before the birds landed, they fluttered wildly. It seems that there is something terrible on the ground, which has always made many people curious, but up to now, no one can tell why.

This cemetery is not far from Yinzhou city. It's only 50 kilometers away. It's only half an hour's drive.

This cemetery has long been a scenic spot. Every year, countless people want to explore the magic of the cemetery.

Around the cemetery, there are many herdsmen. There are fenced courtyards around the houses.

"Where do you conflict with people?" Zhang Xuan glanced around.

"Then." Baichi points out his hand.

Looking in the direction of Bai Chi, Zhang Xuanshun found that it was not a fence yard, but an ordinary thatched cottage. In front of the cottage, there was an old man, gray haired, skinny and enjoying the sunshine.

"Brother Xuan, that's him. When I came here, he was practicing sword. I was also curious. I went to have a look, but the other side only made a sword." When Bai Chi said this, he didn't have anger or shame on his face, but all kinds of praise. Obviously, the old man's strength completely convinced Bai Chi.

Zhang Xuan went over. I saw an iron sword standing beside the thatched cottage. The sword was covered with rust.

Nowadays, most people practice sword only because they like it and pursue a kind of beauty. It's better to let people use sword to chop than fist.

The old man, who was closing his eyes, heard the sound of footsteps and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the white pool, the old man slowly got up from the stool. He was bent and moved slowly. If you only look at the appearance, it's hard to believe that he can hurt baichi with a sword.

With an apologetic look on his face, the old man rushed to baichi and said, "young man, I'm really sorry just now. I didn't pay attention."

"It's OK. It's OK." Bai Chi waved his hand again and again, "old man, this is my brother Xuan. After he heard about your swordsmanship, he wants to see it."

The old man waved his hand and laughed at himself, "what kind of swordsmanship am I, but I just want to play by myself."

"Play, old man. I can't hurt my friend easily. " Zhang Xuan noticed that the sword that the old man stood beside the hut was blunt and didn't open the edge at all. But the wound on Bai Chi's arm was obviously hurt by a sharp blade. This made Zhang Xuan immediately associate with Anger!

Bai Chi said, "old man, I'm brother Xuan. He loves to practice martial arts very much, and he also likes to study this aspect. Why don't you have two moves with me."

The old man said with a smile, "I can't imagine that there are still young people who love to practice martial arts these days. Well, I'm usually idle and lonely, and it's rare for young people to take the initiative to find this sword. I don't use it well and I can't master the strength. To hurt you, use this. "

Said the old man, pulling a straw from the hut beside him.

The old man moves very slowly. Zhang Xuan can see that the other side is old and lack of Qi and blood. It's hard for him to exert his strength. He is really curious about how the other side hurt Bai Chi with a sword.

"Old man, my brother Xuan's strength is much stronger than mine. You'd better use the sword. You can't hurt him." White pool reminds.

"No The old man said with a smile, "we don't fight. There's no need to use weapons. We focus on communication."

The old man finished, looked at Zhang Xuan and continued to say, "young man, are you ready?"

"Please, sir." Zhang Xuan gave the old man a traditional hug, and his eyes were fixed on the old man's wrist.

At the moment, the distance between them is only two meters.

"That's good." The old man nodded, "attention. Here I am

When the words fell, the old man raised his hand and stabbed Zhang Xuan with a straw.

At the moment when the old man took the hand, Zhang Xuan's pupil was frozen. At this moment, he felt that he could not dodge. The straw in the old man's hand seemed to turn into a magic weapon, destroying everything. Even at this moment, Zhang Xuan could see an obvious air flow, separating from the straw. The soft straw could easily break the resistance of the air.Just when the straw was about to stab Zhang Xuan. Zhang Xuan moved his foot hard and stepped back half a step. Only this half step made Zhang Xuan as if he had exhausted all his strength and could no longer dodge.

In the end. The top of the straw was less than half a fist away from Zhang Xuan's chest.

The old man stopped, Zhang Xuanchang breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Xuan came out from the road. Up to now, I've experienced countless battles, and I've faced a lot of life and death, but I've never felt as powerless as just now.

No! Once! It was when I faced old man Lu that I felt the same as now!

The old man saw his stab. Unexpectedly didn't meet Zhang Xuan, feel a burst of unimaginable.

"Young man, you are the first one that I can't Pierce." The old man slowly put down his arm, "I practiced sword at the age of nine. Now I've only practiced this movement in 67 years. If anyone can crack my sword, he will defeat me completely."

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, stared at the old man, and said: "old man, dare you ask, you just stabbed, but it contains gas?"

"Qi?" When the old man heard Zhang Xuan's words, his turbid eyes showed a touch of nostalgia. "I haven't heard this name for a long time. Qi, young man, which family are you from? I can't imagine that after so many years, kuwu of Kyushu has given you such a genius."

Zhang shook his head. "I'm not a member of my family."

"Oh?" The old man was a little curious. "Since he's not from a family, how can he be angry?"

"By chance." Zhang Xuan's face showed a touch of excitement, the other side, really the existence of Jieqi!

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