Song of Adolescence

There is a city in the land of Western Shu, which is known as a great talent in the world, sitting on the wealth of the enemy country, the world is unparalleled, and it is an unparalleled city.

However, Xishu was destroyed by Beili a hundred years ago. Although Wushuang City survived, it was beaten by most of its luck. Later, although the flag died down, it slowly recovered its prestige. However, there was another Xueyue City on the rivers and lakes, and even famous families like Tangmen and Leijiabao sent their disciples to worship it, and it killed the ambition of the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition 12 years ago. Song Yanhui, the current lord of Wushuang City, called "One sword cuts the water and a thousand rivers will flow without water", but could compete with the two lord Li Hanyi of Xueyue City three times, but lost three times in a row. Wushuang City is still named Wushuang City, but no one dared to mention the word Wushuang in this world.

"Wu Shuang City also come to this muddy water?" Tang Lian took a step forward, staring coldly at the black-scarved man in front of him.

The man with the black scarf and mask got off his horse and shook off the black cloak on his body, holding a silver spear in his hand: "How clear is Xueyue City's water?"

"You want to block our way?" Tang Lian smiled disdainfully.

The leader pointed his spear at Wuxin on Wuchan's back: "We just want this monk."

"What if I don't?" Tang Lian's pupils shrank slightly.

"Don't force it." The leader sneered. "Don't think that I can't tell. You are all seriously injured."

Tang Lian snorted coldly. The leader told the truth. He was exhausted after the battle with Wuchan and Wangren Sun. Wuxin was abolished as a martial artist. Lei Wujie also suffered when he broke the original Arhat formation. Not a small injury, coupled with the lack of martial arts, facing the dozens of masters in Wushuang City, there is indeed no chance of winning.

"Then what are you going to do? Kill us? Do you believe that Xueyue City, Tangmen, Leijiabao, and Buddhism under Heaven will crush your unparalleled city together?" Tang Lian said coldly.

"Injury and not kill, we can still do it." The leader clenched the spear in his hand.

"Brother, let me come." The young man also got off his horse, carrying a long box in his hand. He smiled and showed his big white teeth. "Brother, you can beat it, I don’t know how long it will take. Don’t worry. I am still anxious to return to Wushuang City."

The leader was stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to be angry because the little junior ridiculed his martial arts. He just whispered: "Injury and not kill, do you remember?"

"I know, I'm not a big demon. I think about murder all the time. But the sword has no eyes. If I can't control it for a while, I can't help it." The young man said with a smile.

Facing the big disciple of Xueyue City, this teenage boy was quite defiant about what he said, but the leader just nodded and took a few steps back.

Tang Lian couldn't help feeling a bit sulky: "Wu Shuang City has a big tone! What's your name?"

The young man actually sat down on the ground, placed the sword box in front of him, and said with a smile, "Wushuang."

"Wushuang?" Everyone was taken aback, and they directly named themselves as a city. Compared with what the young man said before, his name was truly defiant.

"Is there any problem?" the boy named Wushuang asked innocently.

Everyone looked at each other, and it seemed that there was indeed no problem.

"Since there is no problem, then I will start to fight." Wushuang opened the sword box, and inside it was a fiery red long sword and twelve small swords.

"This is?" Lei Wujie's eyes widened. As a person who loved listening to various legends of the world since he was a child, he naturally heard of a kind of swordsmanship called Yu Jianshu, which is not to fight with people with a sword, but to manipulate numbers Handle flying sword. Flick your fingers, talk, laugh and kill people, taking lives as easy as an immortal picking stars. It's just that this kind of kung fu only exists in the legends of the rivers and lakes. There are many people who have heard of it and few people have seen it. It is said that people who can use this swordsmanship have reached the level of swordsman. But the young man in front of him was clearly just a boy of his own size, and Lei Wujie felt a strong sense of frustration for the first time.

"Yunsuo." Wushuang whispered, and flicked his finger at a sword in the sword case, but saw that the sword swung in the air and flew straight towards Tang Lian.

"Qingshuang." A sword flew towards Wuchan.

"Round finger softly." A sword flew towards Lei Wujie.

"Yu Ruyi." The last handle flew towards Xiao Se.

Tang Lian finally believed that the Wushuang in front of him was by no means unscrupulous. The Yunsuo coming towards him was almost at its extreme, and the blade of her fingertips flashed quickly to block a blow. But Na Wushuang just waved his finger lightly, and that handle Yunsuo attacked Tang Lian again.

Wuchan didn't dare to take it hard. He lifted his body's true energy, and forcibly put up a barrier around him and Wuxin, blocking the flying sword.

Lei Wujie felt that his entire head was bigger. He faced a flying sword named Raozhirou. This sword was as difficult as its name. Lei Wujie hit a few punches, but in an instant, that handle flew. The sword left a few scars on him. He clenched the long package on his body, he hadn't opened it all the way, but at this moment he finally couldn't hold it back.

However, Xiao Se ran around in a cool manner. He was very light-hearted. Although he couldn't block the flying sword like Tang Lian and Wuchan did, he couldn't hurt him for a while.

"Feng Xiao." Wushuang whispered, and with a wave of his long sleeves, another thin sword flew out, splitting the small Zhu Yan arrow that was flying towards him in half, and the flying sword turned. He flew back in a circle again. The young man stretched out a finger, and the flying sword circled the finger. The young man said leisurely: "This is the first time I control a five-handed sword. You have to have fun with me. play."

Xiao Se ran to Lei Wujie's side, with a calm expression on her face: "Lei Wujie, do I say you are particularly depressed now?"

"What?" Lei Wujie was busy stalemate with that flying sword, already sweating profusely.

"I thought I was a young hero who would be invincible when he walked the rivers and lakes, but he encountered people who were better than himself." Xiao Se turned sideways and avoided the jade ruyi.

In fact, it was okay before. After all, Minghou Yueji is a figure who has been famous for many years. The Wuxin monk is not martial arts at all, but this young man, who looks about his age, is already able to control swordsmanship. Being a master, and being able to control five flying swords at the same time, even Xueyue City's big disciple Tang Lian was helpless. Lei Wujie again considered opening the package behind him. The package was specially ordered by Master. It should have been opened after seeing that person in Xueyue City, but the situation is critical now...Lei Wujie gritted his teeth. After thinking about what the master said, he put his hand back.

"Senior Brother Tang, what can I do?" Xiao Se walked beside Tang Lian again like a leisurely walk.

"You don't know martial arts, this light skill is really superb." Tang Lian gave him a fierce look.

"That means he doesn't want to kill me." Xiao Se sighed, "You see, he still has a handle between his fingers. If he wants to fight for his life, he may be able to take out two more. No matter how hard I can, I can hide. Can you avoid two after one handle? So I bother Brother Tang Lian to think about a way."

"The battle between the mountain and the king Sun, the hidden weapons are almost exhausted. You want me to find a way, what can I do?" Tang Lian is rare and frustrated. He is the big disciple of Xueyue City, but he is caught by an unknown young man in Wushuang City. The disciple couldn't help fighting, and couldn't help getting angry.

"Brother, let me down." Wuxin said suddenly.

Wu Chan was stunned for a moment, and then let Wuxin down: "Junior Brother, you have not healed from a serious injury..."

Unexpectedly, when Wuxin landed, his figure flashed, and he actually floated to Tang Lian's side. He stretched out his **** and flicked the Yunsuo sword back into the Wushuang sword box. in.

Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, and with a flick of his index finger, he flew out that handle of Feng Xiao.

But Wuxin's body shape flashed again, and it fell to Lei Wujie's side. With a light flick of his finger, he actually changed the direction of the handle around the finger soft and flew back towards Wushuang. Immediately closed his eyes, the head was slightly to the side, and he avoided the wind.

Wushuang's expression finally became serious, and the Yu Ruyi who was chasing Xiao Se also turned around and attacked Wuxin. Wuxin suddenly opened his eyes, and the flying sword that was only an inch away from him stopped suddenly like that, and he could no longer move forward an inch.

Wushuang's fingers gently hooked, and the five flying swords returned to the sword box at the same time.

Lei Wujie was dumbfounded when he saw it, "Wuxin, don't you give up all your supernatural powers? You dare to deceive those old monks?"

"No, this time he used different skills." Xiao Se frowned.

Wu Chan was stunned for a moment, then smiled relaxedly: "Congratulations, brother."

"The magical feet, the ears of the sky, the eyes of the sky. This is not the martial arts of Luoshatang, this is the true six magical powers of Dharma!" Tang Lian exclaimed.

"Could it be that this is what Master said from the devil to the Buddha? The brother abolished a secret technique, but indirectly learned the six magical powers of the Dharma?" Wuchan asked in confusion.

Unintentionally shook his head: "I don't know, but I felt clear in my mind just a moment ago, and my body suddenly regained some strength. I only saw old monks perform these martial arts when I was young. But at this time, I feel as if I have practiced ten million. Everywhere..."

"That's fine." Although Wushuang didn't know what they were talking about, he swept away the state of laziness just now, "It has to be interesting to continue the fight."

Wuxin stepped forward, and with just one step, he stepped in front of Wushuang, reaching out to take Wushuang's first level: "How interesting are you?"

Wushuang suddenly laughed, just between smiles, the sword box in front of him seemed to explode like a flower, and at the same time five flying swords attacked Wuxin's chest.