Across the heavens to be a bandit

Chapter 73 [Jian Jiuhuang VS Chu Kuangnu]

Tingchao Pavilion, the top floor.

The haggard old man walked out of the dark room in the attic again, leaned against the railing of the corridor, and looked at it.

This battle is rare in ten years.

The world's masters belong to all corners of the country, unless necessary, it is extremely difficult to fight against each other once.

Chu Kuangnu is different from Jian Jiuhuang, this battle is inevitable.

even if……

Three days ago, Chu Kuangnu faced His Royal Highness' shocking blow, and even his courage to draw his sword was defeated.

However, the battle with Jian Jiuhuang is about being suppressed for decades and the sky is dark. This battle is inevitable.

When Chu Kuangnu wakes up, it will be the day of the decisive battle.

However, His Royal Highness Shizi made a move that day, but it seemed a little unpredictable.

Martial arts are unfathomable, and the purpose is also shrouded in clouds and mist, strange and unpredictable.

Look at it, you can't get anything if you think deeply, and you can't see clearly.

The deep meaning in this is probably only those who are deeply scheming and deep in the city can understand.

For example, Dazhu Kingdom, Li Yishan, a peerless national scholar, and Xu Fengnian.

Regardless of His Royal Highness's purpose and plan, the battle between Lao Kui at the bottom of the lake and Jian Jiuhuang is inevitable.

Holding a plate of pastries and fruits in his hand, Da Zhuguo came to the withered old man, found a comfortable place to sit down, and prepared to watch the battle.

Stuffing a piece of pastry, he said to himself: "Jian Jiuhuang, Chu Kuangnu, this will probably have to demolish a lot of houses..."

Dazhu Kingdom is extremely foresighted.

In the past three days, all the buildings that collapsed in the palace have not been repaired.

Without it, this battle is inevitable. If it is repaired, it will have to be overthrown and restarted.

Simply, it won't be too late to fix it after the fight.

Moreover, now that he knows that his son has great ambitions, Da Zhuguo, as a father, must fully support him no matter what.

The scale of this newly built palace is so large that it is estimated that it will have to be expanded.

A real dragon was born in Beiliang's palace, Ziwei star moved northward, and the day when the world changed hands is not far away.

This news has now spread all over the world.

The ruling and opposition parties shook!

Great attention!

Above the lake, the battle is imminent.

Lao Huang stuffed the remaining half of sweet potato into his mouth.

The mouth was tightly wrapped, seeing his face flushed with discomfort, he finally swallowed it.

He grabbed his sleeves, wiped the drool from the corners of his mouth indiscriminately, and stood up from the ground unsteadily, with a confident smile gradually rising on his face.

At that moment, Xu Fengnian's eyes seemed to be flickered by the brilliance of that figure.

At this moment, Lao Huang is not naive, not stupid, and not drooling.

Instead, there was an aura of Tao on him.

Can't tell, don't know.

Looking carefully, I can only feel that the slovenly old servant who fed the horse in the past is as immovable as a mountain at this moment, majestic and unshakable.

This momentum, in its simplicity, is everywhere, and the way can be said.

In comparison, he was much more arrogant than the old man at the bottom of the lake.

I didn't see how Lao Huang moved. The wooden box in his hand spun for a while, crossed his hand, and slammed on the ground.

The sword box trembled, and the sound was like the sound of a sword.

Buzzing, but not harsh.

It's just that hearing that voice made one feel a little dizzy and uncomfortable.

Before the sword is out of its sheath, the intent of the sword arrives first, which is breathtaking.

Xu Fengnian was completely dumbfounded, and stood in a daze on the spot.

Three years of traveling, entering villages to steal chickens and dogs, climbing trees to dig out birds' eggs, going into the sea to fish, cheating and abducting, all people are skilled in everything, and they are really peerless masters.

Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, it is hard not to believe it.

Xu Fengnian hid behind Lao Huang and was protected, but he still felt a little dizzy, and his heart became more and more shocked by Lao Huang's strength.

Suddenly, he heard Lao Huang muttering in a low voice:

"Sword One!"

The two words fell, and the ground trembled.

In the sword box, a long sword came out through the air.

At the same time, listening to the top floor of Chaoting Pavilion, the withered old man was extremely difficult, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Sword One, Dragon Snake!"

On the side, Da Zhuguo was sitting on the ground, slurping pastries.

It was obtained by picking up a sheep when passing by the courtyard of His Royal Highness.

All the good things in this huge Beiliang Palace are gathered in His Royal Highness's Palace.

This has also developed the habit of the family taking the sheep by the hand.

Slashed with two knives, but was easily broken by a flying sword. The old man at the bottom of the lake was not angry but happy, and laughed wildly:
"Excellent, excellent, Huang Laojiu, I have been waiting for you at the bottom of the lake for decades, chanting scriptures silently every day, praying for you, I must not let you die so early, and my martial arts must not regress.

In this way, when grandpa comes out and kills you, he will be able to please everyone's heart and relieve the hatred he has held in his heart for so many years.

Today, I will destroy your nine swords, and let you lose one more famous sword in your sword box! "

Seeing the battle between the two made Xu Fengnian feel extremely boring.

Compared with the method of His Royal Highness Shizi three days ago, these two so-called martial arts masters in front of them fought like children playing house.

You have a sword, I have a knife, you come and go.

Can't see the way at all.

It's not as good-looking as His Royal Highness Shizi's martial arts three days ago.

As long as you see that scene once in your life, you will never forget it.

Flying dragons are in the sky, thunder gathers in the sky, and wind and clouds gather.

With a gun in hand, dragons chant the world.

Just looking at it makes people envious and yearning for it.

But look at the two old men in front of you.

This fight was so boring.

During the whole process, Xu Fengnian couldn't understand what happened on the field at all.

I just know that Lao Huang can force Lao Kui to jump up and down just by drawing his sword out of its sheath.

Afterwards, another sword came out from the sword box, piercing through the air.

Da Zhuguo looked at God, the pastry in his hand, he hadn't put it in his mouth for a long time.

He looked up at the haggard old man and saw that he was watching the battle quietly, so Da Zhuguo mustered up his courage and slowly touched his waist with both hands.

near...

closer...

Finally touched the wine gourd.

Dazhu Kingdom, which has been growing up from the bottom, is also proficient in this skillful and empty-handed method.

Without making any movement, the wine gourd was already in his hands.

Remove the stopper and take a big gulp.

The hoarse voice suddenly came, which made Da Zhuguo tremble and shiver.

"Your son is here on the first floor of the Chaoting Pavilion. If the old man loses a drop of wine, I will shout here..."

Hearing this, Da Zhuguo said solemnly: "Yishan, don't treat a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain. I'll take your wine gourd just to see. You still have wine to drink in the near future. If you don't have any, you can drink it later." I'll ask Fengnian to bring you some."

"Oh? Then why are you raising the gourd?"

"This king is doing this for you... I heard that the wine has expired?"

The haggard old man snatched the wine gourd, raised his head, took a sip, his mouth was stained, and praised again and again:
"Good wine, really good wine!"

At the end, looking into the field, he sighed again: Jian Er! "

There is nothing crueler in the world than a face-to-face show.

The corner of Da Zhuguo's mouth twitched slightly, he got up and went back to the house, brought a pot of tea and a cup in his hand.

He poured himself a bowl, raised his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

Tsk tsk tsk in his mouth, and praised again and again:
"Good wine, really good wine!"

At the end, he also looked at the field and sighed: "Bing Dilian!"

(End of this chapter)