in the edge

Chapter 29
Du Chengfeng was still somewhat impressed by the name Liu Qingyun.

From the memory of the pile of knives in his clothes, Du Chengfeng had heard of this name before. This warrior named Kuai Knife would often appear in people's chats, and it sounded like he was very powerful.

But what really made Du Chengfeng remember this name was when he was sharpening the Chengfeng Sword.The swordsman named Cui Yuan once wanted to compete with Liu Qingyun, and even prepared for the battle with a mentality of facing a powerful enemy.

Du Chengfeng knows Cui Yuan's martial arts. He has practiced swordsmanship for 15 years and killed more than [-] people. At this level, he still thinks Liu Qingyun is stronger... In other words, Liu Qingyun's ability is actually better than Cui Yuan's. Want to be better?
"Give me the knife."

Du Chengfeng became interested immediately.

On the one hand, he was curious about how this gladiatorial fight was fought. After all, if he remembered correctly, Cui Yuan had already become mentally ill after breaking his sword.On the other hand, it was because Liu Qingyun used a knife.

It just so happened that Du Chengfeng's strongest combat power at the moment was also his sword.

"Then let me see your sword skills!"

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng drew the knife out of its sheath, and then put the blade on the whetstone.

The sun is reflected on the blade, and what shines between the blades are those glorious years in the past.

With careful polishing, Du Chengfeng gradually felt the life of this knife.

This knife was originally a spare work of a blacksmith. The blade is extremely long, measuring three feet and eight inches. If you add a handle that is one foot and three inches, it will be more than five feet.But different from Du Chengfeng's thick and heavy knife, the blade of this long knife is not wide, but narrow and sharp. The straight blade is not so much a knife as it is more similar to a sword.

In the blacksmith's opinion, this long knife, which imitates the ancient horse-slaying sword, should fetch a good price.

However, it is a pity that most of the people in Ji Town are ignorant.

The knife that is popular among swordsmen in the Northland is less than three feet long including the handle. It can be swung with one hand, or slashed vigorously with both hands. A knife can be a good helper.In contrast, no matter how mighty the horse-slashing long knife wielded by the blacksmith was, this five-foot-long broadsword was still somewhat inconvenient to carry after all.

In desperation, the blacksmith could only reduce the price of the knife, and he did not even ask for a return on the cost. It would be good to lose less.

At this time, the young Liu Qingyun came to the stall.

Perhaps there is indeed some kind of fate between people and knives. The cash-strapped Liu Qingyun just happened to encounter a long knife that was sold at a reduced price, so Liu Qingyun got this five-foot-long long knife with only a consistent amount of money.

You must know that Liu Qingyun himself was only about six feet tall at that time. He was holding a five-foot long knife on the ground, and the handle of the knife could even reach his chin.

On this day, Liu Qingyun officially became a Jibei swordsman.

In the eyes of others, the life of a swordsman is unrestrained. He drinks wine from a big bowl and eats meat. He draws his sword at each other when they disagree. When the sword is raised and fell, life and death are separated, highlighting a happy grudge.But for the young Liu Qingyun, the life of a swordsman is difficult.With no reputation, he could not receive any commissions, and no one was willing to pay to hire him to protect safety. Everyone felt that this young man holding a five-foot-long knife did not have a beard and did not look reliable.

Therefore, Liu Qingyun urgently needs to prove himself and prove that he is mature enough.

Soon, he found his purpose.

They were a group of horse thieves, running back and forth between Youzhou and Jizhou, and the governments of the two states were extremely troubled by them. If they could be dealt with, Liu Qingyun's reputation would surely spread far and wide.

Therefore, the young Liu Qingyun hung the long knife around his waist and went to pursue it alone.

All the way to the camp of those horse thieves, Liu Qingyun wanted to draw his sword out of its sheath. Having practiced martial arts for many years, he thought that his skills were not bad, it was just a few horse thieves, and he would be able to catch them easily.

But at this moment, the horse thief's scouts found him.

It turned out that the group of horse thieves had not been in the camp before, but they had just returned from looting. When they saw someone holding a knife and touching towards the camp, they immediately rushed over with whips raised.

As for Liu Qingyun, it was already too late to draw his sword.

The five-foot long knife was hanging on his waist, and it was impossible to pull it out completely by the usual methods. Even if Liu Qingyun usually drew the knife, he would first unsheath the long knife from his waist, and then throw it aside.

And now that the horse is charging towards him, there will be no chance for him to take off his long sword!
"dying!"

Liu Qingyun's soul erupted, and his whole back was instantly wet with cold sweat.

"Draw the sword, draw the sword... quick! Draw the sword!"

In desperation, Liu Qingyun instinctively shrank up, with his spine clasped like a big cat.

Immediately afterwards, the entire spine stretched out like a spring and soared like a dragon.

At this moment, the three-foot-eight-foot-long blade was instantly unsheathed at an incredible speed.

As for the horse thief who passed by Liu Qingyun, half of his body fell off the horse's back, spilling blood all over the ground.

Together with the severed head of the horse.

Facts have proved that Liu Qingyun did not exaggerate his fighting power. When he drew his sword out of its sheath, these horse thieves were really no match for him.During the ups and downs of his stature, he killed the horse thief team of more than a dozen people, and the looted goods naturally fell into Liu Qingyun's hands.

But compared to these ill-gotten gains, Liu Qingyun cared more about the gesture of unsheathing his sword.

So after returning, Liu Qingyun devoted himself to research.

Not long after, the name of Liu Qingyun, the quick knife, resounded throughout Jibei, and the technique of the knife known as "Dragon and Tiger Two Stances" was even more powerful. It rose like a dragon and fell like a tiger. With the "Broken Horse", which is far more slender than ordinary swordsmen's weapons, Liu Qingyun was in the limelight for a while.

With the speed of drawing the sword as fast as the wind, coupled with the attack range far beyond that of ordinary long swords, almost no swordsman is Liu Qingyun's opponent.

After that, Liu Qingyun finally accomplished what he wanted to do. He not only became a Jibei swordsman, but also became the most famous Jibei swordsman.Drinking from a big bowl and eating meat with big mouthfuls. If they disagree, they draw their swords at each other. When the sword is raised and dropped, life and death are separated. It is an indescribable and unrestrained joy.

Of course, in this process, Liu Qingyun has not encountered challengers, but almost no one can stop his dragon and tiger moves, and the broken horse in his palm.

Until a swordsman came to the door.

The origin of the swordsman, Liu Qingyun, who is a snake on the ground, is clear. The remnants of the gang of horse thieves he killed all those years ago should come to seek revenge. It's a joke, if you want to hit, hit it, how can there be so much nonsense.

Even if he is no longer young, it is impossible to lose to the horse thief's son, not to mention that his long knife has only been polished in Yanzhou before, and it is a good time to kill and see blood.

But what Liu Qingyun thought was different was that the swordsman named Cui Yuan came to the door earlier than expected.

"I see, you want to attack me suddenly when I'm not ready?"

Looking at Cui Yuan in front of him, Liu Qingyun couldn't help shaking his head.

How could such a small skill deceive him? As a Jibei swordsman who struggled in life and death, Liu Qingyun had already developed the habit of being able to draw a sword at any time.

But after looking at the scabbard around Cui Yuan's waist, Liu Qingyun frowned.

The blade of the long sword is three feet long, which is eight points shorter than his broken horse. In other words, the distance suppression brought about by the broken horse in his hand may not be able to be fully utilized at the moment.

This made Liu Qingyun look at Cui Yuan more.

He didn't expect that this kid would actually come prepared.

However, it doesn't matter.

Even if the lengths of the weapons on both sides are close, Liu Qingyun has absolute confidence in the speed of his shots.At the beginning, it was only a rudimentary fast sword drawing, but now it has been trained by him in the way of dragon and tiger. Compared with the fast sword that cut a horse with a single knife in the past, his speed of drawing a sword today is already more than a notch better.

As long as the knife is faster than the sword, he can behead the remaining species first.

As long as the knife is faster than the sword...

"laugh--"

Just when Liu Qingyun had just pulled out the long knife halfway, the blade had already cut across his throat.

Liu Qingyun couldn't understand, he had already practiced the two moves of dragon and tiger to a great degree, and the speed of his sword attack had reached its peak, but why was the speed of his sword attack still half a beat slower?

What kind of demon technique did that leftover called Cui Yuan practice?Why is the sword drawn so fast?
"you……"

Liu Qingyun tried hard to find the truth, but he no longer had the energy to look up.

The neck was cut in half by the blade, and Liu Qingyun lost his life in just a few breaths.

"This……"

Du Chengfeng fell silent after watching all this.

Liu Qingyun didn't see the sword clearly, but he did. The reason why Liu Qingyun was half a beat slower was not because he drew the sword too slowly, but simply because the opponent Cui Yuan's sword blade was too short.

Holding a broken sword in his hand, Cui Yuan, who has practiced swordsmanship for 15 years, is naturally far faster than Liu Qingyun in drawing his sword out of its sheath.

"Sure enough! This is really part of the practice!"

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Cui Yuan, who was covered in blood, walked away excitedly, no one dared to stop him for a while.

And Du Chengfeng finally recovered from this memory.

The feeling of seeing that mentally ill man again was not a good one for Du Chengfeng. Fortunately, the dragon and tiger movements recorded on the long knife named "Broken Horse" were indeed the sword skills he urgently needed right now. All - but what worries Du Chengfeng the most is the blind spot hidden in this memory, which is extremely easy to ignore.

That is, this long knife called Broken Horse was once sharpened in Yanzhou.

This is the first time Du Chengfeng knows about other grinders.

It's just that this experience of being ground, unexpectedly, did not appear on the long knife like those murder memories.

　Thank you Haishan Shuyoujun, Kongshan Mingyuezhu, it is so difficult to vote for a recommendation if you want to change your name, everyone’s support is the driving force for me to move forward, thank you everyone.In addition, the new book is for collection and recommendation, thank you all.

　　


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