Chapter 79: Seeking defeat

This is what Brother Luo knows very well?

Han Fei looked at Luo Yan with some surprise. He naturally knew that Luo Yan knew martial arts, but he didn't know how high the other party's martial arts were. After all, he had never seen Luo Yan take action, but judging from Wei Zhuang's attitude towards Luo Yan, Luo Yan should be no bad.

Moreover, the meaning revealed in Luo Yan's words is also very strange.

The other party’s teacher actually knew the previous Guigu Sect and even exchanged sword skills with him, which was very interesting.

Han Fei was quite interested in Luo Yan's teacher.

Zhang Liang looked at the scene in the venue with a gentle look, but his slightly shiny eyes betrayed him. He was also very interested in these gossips.

Wei Zhuang was obviously in a bad mood and stared at Luo Yan with cold eyes: You'd better think clearly before talking about it!

The cold words had completely exposed Wei Zhuang's mood at this moment.

All his face turned black.

I didn't steal your wife, by the way, you don't have a wife either.

Luo Yan looked at Wei Zhuang's endless expression and couldn't help but complain in his heart. Isn't it just imitating a hundred-step flying sword, throwing the sword out and catching it again. Children like Tianming can play, why can't he play it?

As for this expression?

People in ancient times were all stingy!

Although Luo Yan kept complaining in his heart, his face was serious and serious, and he quipped with great seriousness and rigorousness: I don’t need to lie to you. I didn’t know what level of swordsmanship had reached before, but now I have some understanding. My teacher has come to an end in the path of swordsmanship, in the words of the teacher.

His swordsmanship is no longer stagnant, and his plants, trees, bamboo and stone can be used as swords. He can enter the realm of no swords better than swords!

At this moment, Luo Yan looked like a pilgrimage, as if facing his idol.

……

Luo Yan's words shocked Weizhuang Han Fei and others a little. They looked at Luo Yan one by one. Even Han Fei and Zhang Liang, who didn't know much about swords, could feel the grandmaster-level aura.

These words are definitely something that only a master of kendo can say.

Wei Zhuang's expression became solemn and serious. As a swordsman who had no choice but to have more feelings about these words.

Who is your teacher?!

Don't know~

Luo Yan shook his head, faced the three of them with a slightly bleak and melancholy expression, and said slowly: I only know my teacher's nickname, known as Dugu Qiubai. As for more, I didn't ask clearly when I was young. When I wanted to ask clearly, the teacher had passed away with the teacher's wife for many years, and I had no chance to ask clearly~

After saying that, Yu Guang glanced at the three people present.

He didn't believe that Weizhuang could still ask a false dead person.

Luo Yan is an expert in making up stories.

It was not in vain to watch TV series, novels and movies back then.

Dugu Qiubai's understanding of swordsmanship can be regarded as the originator of the world of pretentiousness. He doesn't believe this and can't help but even the young Weizhuang, a young man.

Dugu Qiubai?

Han Fei and Wei Zhuang both muttered to the name.

This word reveals domineeringness and loneliness, which shows the loneliness of no opponent in the sword path.

There is such a hidden master among the miscellaneous scholars?

Weizhuang was a little unbelievable.

When the teacher was young, he studied under the school of hundreds and integrated into himself. Unlike you swordsmen who taught under everyone, the teacher's sword skills come from his own understanding, embrace all rivers, take the essence and remove the dross, and turn it into his own sword skills. Before he was weak, he pursued fierceness and fierceness, invincibleness, and felt bored later. He re-tracked the sword path, using heavy swords without sharpness and great skill as the key to sword path.

After the age of forty, he gradually entered the realm of no swords than swords.

When I was old, I often sighed: Alas, I have been seeking a rival in my life but cannot get it, and I am truly lonely and embarrassed~

Unfortunately, I am not talented and cannot inherit my teacher’s swordsmanship by one ten thousandth!

Luo Yan's eyes became more and more sad, and he boasted with emotion.

After hearing this, Wei Zhuang's lips moved slightly, as if he was sighing at the charm of these sword realms. For a moment, his expression gradually became a little intoxicated, as if the more he tasted it, the deeper the feeling.

This kid won’t learn to be stupid, right?

Luo Yan looked at Wei Zhuang's expression and muttered in his heart.

I am worthy of being a master of my generation, but unfortunately I will never see you at first sight!

Han Fei sighed softly, it is regrettable that such an expert passed away like this.

I miss my teacher very much, and my teacher's wife~

Luo Yan raised his head slightly, as if he was holding back his tears. The slightly sad tone, his acting skills had entered a state of transformation, and it was hard to distinguish between acting and real.

Luo Yan also wanted to say Dugu Qiubai.

Wei Zhuang closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Luo Yan's eyes were still cold, even mixed with some disdain, he snorted coldly: In this way, the teacher actually accepted you as his apprentice.

After saying that, Wei Zhuang shook his head.

It seems that this master has taken the wrong apprentice.

Guiguzi actually took you two pairs of phoenix chicks, and I felt that your teacher had taken the wrong person!

Luo Yan's voice and expression remained unmoved, but he looked at him in his heart.

Look at Guiguzi in the previous generations, and look at Gai Nie and Weizhuang. You really can't speak~

They are also very powerful when they say they are not talented.

They are said to be powerful, but compared to the previous few, this is not of the same level at all, and it cannot be compared.

Crack!

At this moment, the door of a guest room was pushed open, and a woman in a purple long dress walked out. Her delicate and charming cheeks were a bit cold and charming. Her graceful figure swayed had a lot of charm, but her expression was not very good at this moment. It was rare that she didn't look at Luo Yan first, but Wei Zhuang:

There is no big problem for the time being, but he is old and has countless old injuries on his body. I don’t know whether he can recover this time.

His tone was a little helpless and sad, as if reminding Wei Zhuang to be mentally prepared.

Wei Zhuang nodded, without saying a word, and walked directly into the house.

Han Fei and Zhang Liang on the side also got involved. They still had some questions that Tang Qi needed to answer, after all, the other party knew a lot of Baiyue’s secrets.

Because Tang Qi was once a veteran in the army.

Thank you for your hard work ~

Luo Yan walked to Zi Nu, reached out to wrap her arms around her waist, and said gently.

Those people in Weizhuang only know how to care about Tang Qi, but Luo Yan is different. His attention has always been on Zi Nu.

I don't work hard, you haven't encountered any danger, right?

The purple girl shook her head slightly, and her deep purple eyes looked at Luo Yan with concern, and said with a question knowingly.

I almost couldn't come back when I met. I never went out with Weizhuang again in the future. It was too dangerous.

Luo Yan wrapped his arms around Zi Nu's waist, took a deep breath, and sighed.

Who asked you to go!

The purple girl gently stroked Luo Yan's cheek and said doting and helplessly.

……

at the same time.

In the Fengfeng Hall of Mrs. Mingzhu, a white-haired man in blood slowly stepped into it. His steps seemed slow, but his figure was like a ghost, constantly teleporting forward.

It was a bit scary and scary at night...