Chapter 558: Peerless Master (Part 2)

Xu Huaishang didn't know what "that move" Feng Bujue was talking about, but she basically guessed that the other party was fooling around.

"Huh...really?" Xu Huaishang snorted coldly, "Then..." She pressed her hands down on the two swords at her waist, "...just let me see it."

Her thinking is also very clear, and she is definitely not a crazy opponent. If she continues to chat like this, the gap between the two people's fashion points will only get wider and wider. So... Xu Huaishang's plan is to end this shameful middle school conversation as soon as possible and start the fight quickly. If it really can't end... then we can only use force.

"Hmm... quite smart..." Feng Bujue on the other side was also thinking to himself, "I know I can't beat me with the fashion points, so I wanted to start the fight while the difference in values ​​is not big..."

Feng Bujue's mind flashed, and he quickly came up with a countermeasure. I saw him slowly turning around and standing proudly. Then he straightened his right arm and held the sword vertically in front of him: "Okay!" He shouted forcefully, "Looking at the entire world, you, Xu Huaishang, are the only one who dares to say this!"

"You've only been in this 'jianghu' for a few minutes... I've just entered this 'script'..." Xu Huaishang could only read similar words silently in his heart, and while he was reading, You have to keep your cool and solemn appearance...

Of course, Feng Bujue’s words are not finished yet. In just a few seconds, he had already created a complete story about Goddess Xu in his mind, which included his life experience, family background, sect, sect, academic experience, emotional journey, and all kinds of anecdotes about his travels in the world... No. If something unexpected happens, Brother Jue is prepared to talk like this for half an hour.

But...an accident occurred.

"Hahahaha...hahahahaha..." Suddenly, a burst of heroic laughter came from the night sky.

Feng Bujue and Xu Huaishang were both slightly startled as they laughed together. They all thought that this script was just a simple encounter on a narrow road, but they never thought... that there were actually other people here.

"Drink!" After a clear drink, a figure rushed up to the roof.

It was a man. middle-aged man.

He was wearing a pale gray suit, with a curly beard and a very rugged face.

He held a knife tightly in his hand, indicating his identity...a swordsman.

After the man stood still, he opened his mouth and said to Brother Jue: "What you said... is a little too full!"

"Who's coming?" Feng Bujue was overjoyed and hurriedly chatted.

"Humph... what a crazy boy." The swordsman laughed, "You don't even know me, Liao Wu, the 'Saibei Hundred Jin Sword', but you dare to say something like 'looking at the world'?"

"Huh?" In order to maintain his aloof image, Feng Bujue cast a look of contempt at the big man, "Isn't this strange? There are so many unknown people in the martial arts world. There are cats, dogs, old men and women... Do I have to recognize them all?”

"Huh?" Liao Wu immediately became angry, his eyes widened and he said, "What a young man! I don't know the heights of the world, but he dares to hurt people with his words!" As he spoke, he lifted the sheath with his left hand. Holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, "Let me teach your master a lesson..."

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly. Another woman's voice sounded. He stopped Liao Wu's actions.

As the words came, so did the people, and a light phantom floated down on the eaves.

This woman has a certain figure and shows a pretty face. She was about twenty-five or six years old, dressed in white and carrying a long sword. She should be a female swordsman.

"Master Liao, please don't get angry." The woman said to Liao Wu, "Why do you have to fight over a junior's arrogant words?"

After Liao Wu saw the woman. There was silence for two seconds: "Oh...it turns out to be the 'White Plum Sword' Miao Nuxia."

"Don't take it seriously. Miao Ying has met Daxia Liao." Although Miao Ying is much younger than Liao Wu, she does not call her a senior because in terms of seniority, she and Liao Wu should be the same generation.

Liao Wu snorted coldly, then turned to look at Feng Bujue: "Huh, boy, there is a Miao female hero interceding for you today, I will let you go."

"Ha...it's unnecessary." Brother Jue didn't appreciate it. He had better quarrel with these two people.

"You two." Xu Huaishang quickly said before the two NPCs got angry, "Today I and..." She hesitated for a moment, thinking about how to call Brother Jue, "...Brother Crazy and I are here The duel is really a personal grudge, can you two please stay out of it?"

"Ha! So it turns out it's you who 'left the message'?" At this moment, a third voice sounded...

Xu Huaishang's head was getting big, and he thought to himself: "Inexplicable guys appear one after another... Should we fight now?"

Masters often fly over with light kung fu accompanied by the sound of their clothes fluttering, and this person here is no exception.

This man was dressed in black, with a red cloak on his shoulders, his hair neatly tied, and his face like a crown jewel. He didn't seem to be carrying a weapon, at least... it didn't look like he was carrying one.

"Tang Yun'er, why are you here too?" Liao Wu asked immediately.

"Ha! What's wrong? You can come, but I can't come?" Tang Yun'er replied, "Most people who heard 'that news' will be a little curious, right?"

"What's the news?" Xu Huaishang asked at this time.

"Of course..." Tang Yun'er was stunned when he finished speaking, because when he turned around and saw Xu Huaishang, his mind went blank. As he has grown up, he has seen many beautiful women, but this is the first time he has seen such a stunning female knight. In Tang Yun'er's impression, only his mother, "Yunwai Fairy Murong Ying", had such an alluring appearance.

"What is it?" Xu Huaishang asked again.

"Uh...yes..." Tang Yuner had forgotten the content of the previous question.

"Hahahaha..." Liao Wu burst out laughing again, "The boy who smells like milk can't even remember his last name when he sees a beautiful girl."

Tang Yun'er suddenly blushed. Being teased like this in front of a beautiful woman, he would naturally get angry: "Bah! Liao Wu, don't talk nonsense there, otherwise I...I will..."

"What? You want to teach me a lesson too?" Liao Wu put his hand on the knife again, "Hey, I have such a bad temper..."

At this moment, Feng Bujue was snickering secretly, while Xu Huaishang was holding his forehead and shaking his head. It seems... they haven't started fighting here yet, but these NPCs who appeared out of nowhere are about to start fighting first.

"A month ago..." Suddenly, a fourth voice rang out, "Someone had a world-shattering magical skill. Using his energy to control a sword, he carved sixteen characters on the top of a giant pillar in the imperial city..."

This voice sounded quite sharp, but it made Feng Bujue feel familiar...

call--

In the blink of an eye, another figure appeared.

This person, without a doubt, is the one with the highest martial arts among the NPCs currently appearing. He came the fastest, the quietest, and his voice and breath were the smoothest when he spoke.

Almost at the moment this person stood still, Liao Wu, Miao Ying and Tang Yun'er all showed a hint of surprise and horror on their faces. They are all top-notch players in the world, and they are by no means just ordinary people. But... it was just a face-to-face meeting. These three people discovered that... the skill of the visitor was unfathomable, it could even be said... that it was unbelievable and beyond reach.

"On a full moon night, at the top of the Forbidden City. A sword comes from the west, and a fairy flies from the sky." The voice continued what he just said, "Haha... I was still confused at the time. Who on earth... has such courage? And with such martial arts, he can challenge others in the imperial city." He walked slowly towards Brother Jue. "It turns out...it's your boy."

After the man took a few steps forward, the moonlight illuminated his face.

When Feng Bujue saw his appearance, he immediately smiled, then cupped his fists and said, "Feng, I have met Eunuch Cao."

"Oh God..." Xu Huaishang called out the name of the Lord in his heart, "What kind of unfolding is this?"

"Haha... Thirty years no see. Lord Feng..." Cao Qin looked Feng Bujue up and down, "... Are you okay?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Bujue understood. It turned out. Thirty years have passed since he last entered this universe.

But there is a problem...Cao Qin's appearance does not look much older. He does not appear to be over fifty years old.

"It's okay, okay..." Feng Bujue said with a smile, "Father-in-law, you look good too. You are really getting younger as you live."

"Hmph..." Cao Qin snorted coldly in his neither-male nor female voice, "I am a natural genius with extraordinary abilities, and I achieved great success fifteen years ago and have entered the realm of gods and humans. There will be such a thing The appearance...is not surprising." He said, raising his eyes and staring at Brother Jue, "On the contrary, you, the hostess...surprised me. Could it be that you are the immortal?"

"Hahahaha..." Feng Bujue laughed boldly, buying himself a few seconds to make up a lie, "I'm so unpopular, the Lord of Hell doesn't want to accept me," he replied. Joke.

Cao Qin is a smart man and will not ask further questions. He stroked a ribbon on the brim of his hat with a very charming movement and replied, "Forget it if you don't say anything, I'm not interested either." After that, he turned around again and glanced at the people around him.

The three masters who were quite impressive just now were all excited when Cao Qin glanced at them. Only Xu Huaishang... remained as calm as water, unmoved.

"Master Feng Lao, if you want to find someone to fight in a duel, you can do it." Cao Qin continued, "You want to fight in the imperial city..." He sighed, "To be honest... you can also do it." He stretched out his hand and pointed. Pointing to the distance, "But what's the point of leaving a message a month in advance?" He paused and then said, "Do you know... how much trouble this has brought to the court?"

"It's Feng... I didn't think carefully..." Feng Bujue admitted his mistake for the time being. He never wanted to be Cao Qin's enemy. If there was a "Survival Guide to the Martial Arts World" in this world, there would definitely be a chapter titled "Don't mess with your father-in-law."

"Oh... that's okay." Cao Qin shook his head and continued, "Fortunately, I was prepared, so the news did not spread in the world. There are less than a hundred people who know about this matter; there are thirty people who came to invade the imperial city tonight. There are only three others who managed to sneak in."

Cao Qin said, putting his hands behind his back and looking at the three people: "You three are quite capable." His gaze was like a sharp knife, drawing a cold light in the night sky, "I know , sending ordinary inner masters may not be able to capture you, so half an hour ago, I evacuated all the forbidden troops around here and prepared to come here personally... to start a killing spree..."

At this point, the blood on those three people's bodies turned cold.

Cao Qin then said: "But... I am very happy to see my old friend today." He smiled, "And this duel... I also want to take a good look at it."

Liao Wu, Miao Ying and Tang Yun'er's moods could be described as ups and downs. For a brief moment, they felt that they were dead, but now it seems that there is hope for the better.

"Let's do this..." Cao Qin said as he crossed the ridge of the roof and walked to the three people. "When they finish fighting, I will send you out. But the condition is... you will never tell anyone about what happened today forever, otherwise..."

Before he could say something like "Kill your nine tribes," the witty Miao Ying had already said, "Thank you for not killing me, senior."

Tang Yun'er also saw the wind and hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior."

Liao Wu was timid now and stammered: "Thank you...Thank you, father-in-law..."

"Well..." Cao Qin nodded with satisfaction. In fact, he is not a murderer. What he needs... is just this feeling of being respected.

To be fair, there is not much to pursue as a person to reach Cao Qin's level. He has peerless martial arts. He also had money and power; he couldn't bear women, but his godson took a lot. What still makes him happy now is his sense of vanity and self-esteem. The main reason why Cao Qin had a good impression of Feng Bujue was that he could not see the slightest hint of discrimination in the eyes of the Feng Lao leader. This kind of respect was much stronger than the "respect out of fear" he was used to.

"You sons and daughters of the world, you just know how to watch the excitement, but you don't know that there are mountains beyond the mountains and there are people beyond the people." Cao Qin continued. "Thirty years ago, Cangling was discussing swords. Lin Chang's Taixu Wuxiang Dharma was so scornful that even the sword god Ye Cheng and the nameless sword Xie San were defeated by him. There are three sects and four gates on the second floor of one mansion, all of which are the same. It's like a piece of grass." He paused for two seconds, "If it weren't for this feudal leader, where would your martial arts world be today?" He said in a lecturing tone. He said to the three "masters" who were already dumbfounded, "Nowadays, your generation is even more ignorant of life and death. Hmph... After learning some rudimentary kung fu, you dare to rush into the imperial city." He sneered a few times. He looked up at Brother Jue and Xu Huaishang, "Take a closer look...what is a real master?"

The wind is still blowing.

The night is still not over yet.

But the sword... is still in its sheath.

Under the scorching gazes of the four spectators, Feng Bujue's fashion level increased a lot, reaching positive fifty. And Xu Huaishang also took advantage of Brother Jue, and his fashion value reached 18 o'clock.

"I see... He has been to this script world before." Xu Huaishang sorted out what he just heard in his mind, "And he has some friendship with that Eunuch Cao." She thought, "Fortunately, this killing game The background of the story is a 'duel', and the NPC shouldn't directly help him..."

At the same time, Brother Jue was thinking: "So...it's this world. There is no doubt that there is no such thing as Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue in this universe, so they just applied the setting to us..." His gaze He moved slightly and looked at the sword in his hand, "The 'that move' I casually mentioned happened to be the answer to the flying fairy from the sky, but... how could I possibly use it!"

"Come on! Crazy!" Xu Huaishang shouted loudly, and his swords were unsheathed. Now that there is an audience around, it is more efficient to increase the fashion points. If it continues to be delayed, it will be very detrimental to her.

"Before I take action, I have one more thing to say." Feng Bujue said coldly.

"Tch...it's really hateful." Xu Huaishang said sadly.

But she still had to put on a stern expression on the surface and responded: "Say."

"Hmm... what should I say..." Feng Bujue just wanted to delay it for a while and gain some fashion points, so at this moment he was also thinking in his mind, "Why don't you say 'I love you' to disturb the situation?" Her mood? Hmm... She probably won't be reported for sexual harassment..." His mind was filled with this idea, "Wait a minute... As a popular idol, Xu Huaishang has heard as many as eight hundred confessions. Well, this sentence is not lethal..." He then thought, "It's a pity that I'm not a woman, otherwise I could say 'I'm pregnant with your flesh and blood' or something like that... or else I would just claim. Just shit on your pants."

But when the words came to his lips, Brother Jue swallowed them back. He thought to himself: "It still doesn't work... Even if I can disturb the other person's mood, my own fashion value will plummet because of these words. It's really too bad... …”

"What are you going to say?" Xu Huaishang urged, "Delaying for time?" She then asked and took two steps forward.

Feng Bujue had no choice but to put it on the shelf and said: "If I lose in the end, please bury me...and my wife together." When he said this, he showed a look of sadness, The true colors of the actor are revealed.

"Who! Who is your wife! Who knows your wife!" Xu Huaishang was really frustrated.

"Okay..." She agreed to the other party's inexplicable request with a complicated expression. Her shoulders were shaking a little due to anger and depression.

But in the eyes of others... Xu Huaishang's reaction was a different feeling.

Tang Yun'er sighed with a sad look on his face: "Alas...it is true that falling flowers are intentional and flowing water is ruthless."

Xu Huaishang was shocked and shouted angrily in his heart: "What! When did you come here! What did you hear!"

"Oh?" Cao Qin seemed to realize something was wrong. He turned to the people around him and said, "Are these two people... related to each other?"

"Alas...it's pitiful that this girl is so sincere, but the host still only thinks about his dead wife." Miao Ying nodded and continued.

"Ah!!!" Xu Huaishang wailed in her heart. She wanted to die, and the expression on her face was a little distorted. "Miao Nuxia, you must have read too many romance novels! The completion of this brainstorming It’s too high! How did this kind of atmosphere come about when we were not married?”

Even the tall and handsome Liao Wu continued in a deep voice: "I didn't expect that this feudal lord is still an infatuated man. He is not moved by beauty at all, which is admirable..."

"What are you admiring! Is there any justice in this world?" Xu Huaishang bit his lower lip in hatred, but this expression made others misunderstand him more deeply.

"If that's the case... then take it..." Feng Bujue didn't expect that his words would have such a miraculous effect, which can be said to have completely disturbed Xu Huaishang's mood.

Opportunities are rare and will never come back. Brother Jue immediately got ready and took action... (To be continued...)