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Chapter 112 Please enlighten me

The two little sword boys were defeated by Li Xian in three or five ways and ran away with a crying look on their face. Instead, Fang Jue felt a little embarrassed, as if he was bullying the children.

"It's not good at the level." Li Xian muttered, expressing his dissatisfaction with the level of grassroots education in the Qingyun Sword School.

Fang Jue is not easy to explain this matter. It is also a martial arts practice. Wu Junshan has been able to reach the level that he has reached in more than a month. This can be said to be because he is a time traveler and has some unexplainable factors, such as the fire in his eyes.

Li Xian really couldn't explain why the level could reach this level in just a few months. Fighting the mountain guard boy of the Qingyun Sword Sect was the same as playing.

Or it would be that the Qingyun Sword Sect would not teach real things, or it would be that Li Xian had amazing talent.

In any case, there was no child blocking the road, and the two continued to move along the mountain road.

After a while, the roads and environment ahead were obviously artificially repaired.

"Senior brother, these two people!"

The little boy who was beaten away just now appeared in front again, and this time he led two young swordsmen in their twenties to return fiercely.

Two swordsmen, one tall and the other short, but both were very fast, and they arrived in front of them in a blink of an eye.

"I've asked this guy."

The tall swordsman blocked the way, and his tone was quite polite. He first hugged and clasped his fists and said, "Wu Ziqun, who is under the Qingyun Sword Sect, is under the Qingyun Jiu Lao You Yunzi. I dare to ask your great name, why did you hurt my boy guarding the mountain?"

There were no fools in the world. Wu Ziqun heard the junior brother of Shoushan come back and report that the other party was just a boy who took action, so he easily solved it. He seemed to be using the Qingyun Sword Technique, so he didn't dare to be arrogant. He kept a cautious heart, thinking that he was from a master of the Qingyun Sword Sect or a friend of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

It can be big or small to break into the mountain gate.

If you encounter someone who is not good at it, it is a great sin. It is normal to arrest and abuse lynching and abolish martial arts. If you encounter someone who is high at it, of course you will choose to turn war into jade. Everything is a misunderstanding, so everyone can make friends.

Besides, when he took action before, the other party obviously kept his hand, but he just shook the boy's sword and did not really hurt the two of them.

"Two guys, please." Fang Jue also hugged his fists, smiled and explained his purpose again. He glanced at the sword boy who was angry and said with a smile: "I am a beginner and I am not familiar with the sword technique. I don't have any seriousness in my hands. I hurt the two little brothers. I hope it's not surprising."

"Brother Fang is polite. It's normal for children to have a serious and serious relationship. Not to mention children, even if we adults compete on weekdays, we will inevitably miss it."

Wu Ziqun's eyes swept over Fang Jue, "I heard from Brother Fang that he is here to find Senior Brother Wu Junshan. I wonder what is the relationship with Senior Brother Wu?"

Wu Ziqun's tone was so polite that he couldn't beat the smiling person. Even if he was an enemy, he would inevitably feel good.

However, Fang Jue had heard that Wu Junshan was thinking about his mistakes before, so he kept a little precaution in his mind, so he explained it very simply, saying that he met him on the way to the exam. Now he has passed the exam and traveled around the world. He is here to visit him.

"Oh? It turns out that Brother Fang is a scholar with fame?!"

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Wu Ziqun was very surprised that the existence of Juren is actually much rarer than the heroes of the Jianghu.

For example, in Suhong Province, there are no more than a thousand juren in the province, but there are only tens of thousands of people in the Tianshui Sect. If you are willing to be in the martial arts world as a juren, you can at least find a relatively upper-level counselor position in a big gang. Compared with the masters of the Qingyun Sword Sect, your status is only higher or lower.

"It's all outside of your body." Fang Jue smiled and bowed, "Just just heard from the two little brothers that Wu Junshan had violated the rules, so I don't know what it was to get?"

"Well..." Wu Ziqun pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "I don't know much about the matter inside the door. Brother Fang and Wu Junshan are indeed good friends?"

"That's right." Fang Jue nodded.

"Then I have a heartless request." Wu Ziqun smiled slightly.

"Please say it."

"These two children have been practicing swords with me since childhood. At least they called me a senior brother for a few years. Now they have been beaten to the swords by Guishutong. I, a senior brother, must be expressed."

Wu Ziqun slowly pulled out the long sword, crossed his sword across his chest, and made a sword move that his peers asked for advice: "I would like to ask Brother Fang to give me a few moves, so I can open my eyes."

Fang Jue smiled, and it turned out that he had to do it.

I have said a lot of polite words before, and they are all prelude to it. If you lose, you will not be embarrassed. If you win, you will naturally be better.

Li Xian was eager to try it, and Fang Jue wanted to let him take action, which was too shameful for him, so he nodded: "Well, then I'll be ugly. Li Xian, give me the sword."

"Oh." Li Xian handed the sword to Fang Jue reluctantly.

"Brother Wu, my sword is for decoration and is not suitable for fighting, so don't misunderstand it with his sword." Fang Jue took Li Xian's sword and patted Hongyu's sword on his waist with one hand.

"Okay, Brother Fang, please come in."

Fang Jue was not polite, and he also made the same move, crossed his sword to his chest, and then cut the sword straight.

The sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a cold light flashed, and the sword blade had already arrived in front of Wu Ziqun.

Wu Ziqun blocked his sword, blocked Fang Jue's sword blade, pushed forward with the momentum, and followed Fang Jue's sword blade and cut his face straight along Fang Jue's sword.

Both of them were not too fast, and they seemed to be fighting each other, not fighting each other with life and death. Fang Jue didn't think about it, and stirred up his backhand, using a move to sweep the remnant clouds, using his own power to drive the power on Wu Ziqun's sword, making his sword spin.

Before, Li Xian used this move to kill the sword in the hands of two sword boys, and borrowed the power of rotation to make the other party unable to hold the sword.

Wu Ziqun's expression changed slightly, and he quickly withdrew his sword, but unexpectedly he was still one step slower. The hilt of the sword turned half a circle in his hand, and then he ran out of his hand.

"I admire you, I admire you!"

They are all people who know how to do things. After two or three moves, they will be clear. Wu Ziqun no longer entangled, took two steps back, closed his sword and held his fists,

At the same time, he looked at the short man who came with him.

After the short man appeared, he said nothing, and was a completely set board. He nodded slightly until this time.

"I dare to ask Brother Fang, where did you learn this sword technique?" Wu Ziqun asked.

"When I was a teenager, I saved a white-bearded old man in the mountains. The old man taught me to thank me for his thanks." Fang Jue said.

"I can't believe Brother Fang's words."
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