Chapter 2121
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"Who's talking nonsense!" Jin ruoxian suddenly turned back, his eyes sharply fixed on the direction of the voice.
Song Qingshu and others also looked over there. When they saw the situation over there, they could not help looking strange: did the Japanese also come?
It's no wonder that he can recognize each other's origin at a glance. It's just that their dress is too obvious. It seems that a lawn mower has been pushed back from their forehead. The whole head is bald. Only one strand of hair in the middle is lost into a bun. Besides, there is hair between the temples. The hair style is as weird as it is weird.
In addition, there is a moustache among the people. It's blind to recognize their origin.
"Why, am I not telling the truth?" The man in the center of the group sneered. Although their intonation was a little strange, they still used Chinese.
"Yuchai Xiusheng!" Jin ruoxian also recognized the identity of the other party obviously, "did not expect that Fengcheng Xiuji only sent you an adopted son to run for election this time."
Song Qingshu doesn't know the name of Yuchai Xiusheng, but Fengcheng Xiuji's name is still heard. He can't help sighing at the thought that he even participated in the competition with these heroes in history.
"Didn't Cui Yu just send your son-in-law over here? He didn't send the wine sack, did he?" Yuchai Xiusheng looked at Cui hang contemptuously as she spoke.
"Who do you think is a booze bag?" Cui can't help but get angry. The confidant on the side wants to show his face in front of his master. Seeing that his master is angry, he rushes directly to Yuchai Xiusheng and raises his hand to slap him in the face.
"Hum!" A cold voice sounded.
"Be careful!" Fu junluo's face changed slightly, and he hastened to remind her.
It's a pity that it's too late. People see a flash of cold light. Before they can see someone's move, the Korean warrior has been split into two pieces.
"Ah, kill! Kill!" Around a group of people who were originally watching a play, they would not dare to stop when they saw such exaggerated and bloody scenes, and they all screamed and ran out.
"You haven't paid yet!" The innkeeper tried to keep the guests, but everyone ran out. Who could he hold?
"These goddamn foreigners!"
The boss wanted to cry without tears. When he looked back, he wanted to settle the accounts with the Japanese people, but the bloody corpse on the ground was still hot. He didn't dare to go up and get moldy.
As for Korea, the people who just died were their people. They all looked so ugly that they were doomed to die. At this time, those who went up were in bad luck.
"These Japanese people are disgusting." See a lot of blood, Wanyan Chongjie is a little girl after all, subconsciously turned his head, secretly scolded unceasingly.
Song Qingshu's eyelids also jumped. This man is a bit of a jerk. If you want to kill him, you have to do it like this. Who is disgusting. But he just that knife, regardless of the speed or timing, really grasp the perfect.
"New Yin flow? Are you Liu Sheng, but Ma Shou or Liu Sheng's ten soldiers Fu Junli, looking at a warrior beside Yuchai Xiusheng with a frosty face, asked, "xinyinliu is a school created by Japanese sword sage Shangquan Xingang. However, Shangquan Xingang is detached and very old. His status in Japan is similar to that of Zhang Sanfeng in the Central Plains. It is obvious that this man is not him.".
It was his disciple Liu shengzongyan who got the true biography of Shangquan Xingang. Liu shengzongyan was also a great master in Japan, and he was very old. So this person could only be his son Liu Shengdan Mashou or his grandson Liu shengshibingwei.
"Suoga, you have good eyesight. I'm Liu Sheng's ten soldiers guard." The warrior said haughtily, obviously very proud of Liu Sheng's surname.
Fu Junli said coldly, "although my companion is a little abrupt, he will not die. Your hand is too cruel."
"It's not worth dying if you don't have the skills." Liu Sheng's ten soldiers raised their heads, obviously without any apology.
"These Japanese people are really arrogant." Xue pan could not help muttering.
Lu Shidao said: "I don't think he has done anything wrong. After all, the Koreans are the first. If the Japanese are not as good as others, then it's them who are humiliated at this time. It's a big shame to be slapped in the face in public."
Huang Shan Nu snorted: "don't make trouble, be careful to set fire." Xue pan several people this just bitterly ground stopped a mouth.
Song Qingshu focuses on the other two people beside Liu Sheng's shibingwei. One of them has messy hair. The whole person looks decadent and a bit sloppy to some extent. But song Qingshu doesn't dare to underestimate him, because the knife in his hand must be faster and more efficient than Liu Sheng's shibingwei.
The other one was dressed in a purple Samurai robe. He was much more clean and tidy. He wore a long dark blue ponytail and his temples were down to his collarbone. He was very beautiful. If he looked like a slovenly man just now, the purple Samurai robe was more like a graceful young man. But if song Qingshu could notice, it would not be his appearance, but the sword on his back, It's a sword that people can't forget at a glance, because it's very long. It's more than five feet long than all the swords I've seen before. It makes people wonder how the owner of such a long sword can show it.
Song Qingshu didn't dare to underestimate them. Liu Sheng's shibingwei's sword was amazing, but it was just that. After all, they were not so good. However, they had the cultivation of a great master, which made him think that there were so many masters in Japan? It seems that I underestimated them before.
"Well, the skill is inferior to others. In that case, let me learn your new Yinliu's Sabre technique." Fu Junli's wrist trembled, and the sword in his hand had slowly come out of its sheath, as if there was an invisible wind blowing through, and his beautiful hair was waving freely. His whole life had a solemn beauty.
"Wow, this Korean girl is so beautiful."
"Keep your voice down, don't you see that she is very good at martial arts?"
"Cut, she and the Japanese fight, where care for us."
Xue pan and others began to comment on the trip one by one, lamenting that although the trip was boring, the beauties they saw were one after another.
Song Qingshu also secretly nodded, this woman in white looks, stature and temperament, is indeed extremely outstanding.
At this time, Wanyan Chongjie quietly poked his waist, some sour said: "you will not look at others beautiful, you are going to save the hero."
Song Qingshu was speechless for a while: "in your eyes, I'm just that kind of person, not to mention her martial arts, and I don't need to be saved."
Judging from her breath and bearing, this Korean woman is definitely a master, and she is more than enough to protect herself against that Liusheng shibingwei.
"I've heard about master Yijian of Gaoli for a long time, and both of them and our ancestors are called the sword saints in their respective countries. It's just that hearing is false and seeing is true. Miss Fu is well versed in master Yijian's true biography, and I've learned something about xinyinliu. It's just right for us to have a good competition." Liu Sheng's shibingwei didn't dare to be careless. He stood up and held the handle of the knife tightly.
"Master Yijian? Another surname is Fu? " Song Qingshu looks strange, staring at the two girls in white, thinking that the world is really chaotic, even they are out.
Seeing that the war was on the verge of breaking out, suddenly a voice of compassion came: "who dares to make trouble in our first class hall?"
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"Who's talking nonsense!" Jin ruoxian suddenly turned back, his eyes sharply fixed on the direction of the voice.
Song Qingshu and others also looked over there. When they saw the situation over there, they could not help looking strange: did the Japanese also come?
It's no wonder that he can recognize each other's origin at a glance. It's just that their dress is too obvious. It seems that a lawn mower has been pushed back from their forehead. The whole head is bald. Only one strand of hair in the middle is lost into a bun. Besides, there is hair between the temples. The hair style is as weird as it is weird.
In addition, there is a moustache among the people. It's blind to recognize their origin.
"Why, am I not telling the truth?" The man in the center of the group sneered. Although their intonation was a little strange, they still used Chinese.
"Yuchai Xiusheng!" Jin ruoxian also recognized the identity of the other party obviously, "did not expect that Fengcheng Xiuji only sent you an adopted son to run for election this time."
Song Qingshu doesn't know the name of Yuchai Xiusheng, but Fengcheng Xiuji's name is still heard. He can't help sighing at the thought that he even participated in the competition with these heroes in history.
"Didn't Cui Yu just send your son-in-law over here? He didn't send the wine sack, did he?" Yuchai Xiusheng looked at Cui hang contemptuously as she spoke.
"Who do you think is a booze bag?" Cui can't help but get angry. The confidant on the side wants to show his face in front of his master. Seeing that his master is angry, he rushes directly to Yuchai Xiusheng and raises his hand to slap him in the face.
"Hum!" A cold voice sounded.
"Be careful!" Fu junluo's face changed slightly, and he hastened to remind her.
It's a pity that it's too late. People see a flash of cold light. Before they can see someone's move, the Korean warrior has been split into two pieces.
"Ah, kill! Kill!" Around a group of people who were originally watching a play, they would not dare to stop when they saw such exaggerated and bloody scenes, and they all screamed and ran out.
"You haven't paid yet!" The innkeeper tried to keep the guests, but everyone ran out. Who could he hold?
"These goddamn foreigners!"
The boss wanted to cry without tears. When he looked back, he wanted to settle the accounts with the Japanese people, but the bloody corpse on the ground was still hot. He didn't dare to go up and get moldy.
As for Korea, the people who just died were their people. They all looked so ugly that they were doomed to die. At this time, those who went up were in bad luck.
"These Japanese people are disgusting." See a lot of blood, Wanyan Chongjie is a little girl after all, subconsciously turned his head, secretly scolded unceasingly.
Song Qingshu's eyelids also jumped. This man is a bit of a jerk. If you want to kill him, you have to do it like this. Who is disgusting. But he just that knife, regardless of the speed or timing, really grasp the perfect.
"New Yin flow? Are you Liu Sheng, but Ma Shou or Liu Sheng's ten soldiers Fu Junli, looking at a warrior beside Yuchai Xiusheng with a frosty face, asked, "xinyinliu is a school created by Japanese sword sage Shangquan Xingang. However, Shangquan Xingang is detached and very old. His status in Japan is similar to that of Zhang Sanfeng in the Central Plains. It is obvious that this man is not him.".
It was his disciple Liu shengzongyan who got the true biography of Shangquan Xingang. Liu shengzongyan was also a great master in Japan, and he was very old. So this person could only be his son Liu Shengdan Mashou or his grandson Liu shengshibingwei.
"Suoga, you have good eyesight. I'm Liu Sheng's ten soldiers guard." The warrior said haughtily, obviously very proud of Liu Sheng's surname.
Fu Junli said coldly, "although my companion is a little abrupt, he will not die. Your hand is too cruel."
"It's not worth dying if you don't have the skills." Liu Sheng's ten soldiers raised their heads, obviously without any apology.
"These Japanese people are really arrogant." Xue pan could not help muttering.
Lu Shidao said: "I don't think he has done anything wrong. After all, the Koreans are the first. If the Japanese are not as good as others, then it's them who are humiliated at this time. It's a big shame to be slapped in the face in public."
Huang Shan Nu snorted: "don't make trouble, be careful to set fire." Xue pan several people this just bitterly ground stopped a mouth.
Song Qingshu focuses on the other two people beside Liu Sheng's shibingwei. One of them has messy hair. The whole person looks decadent and a bit sloppy to some extent. But song Qingshu doesn't dare to underestimate him, because the knife in his hand must be faster and more efficient than Liu Sheng's shibingwei.
The other one was dressed in a purple Samurai robe. He was much more clean and tidy. He wore a long dark blue ponytail and his temples were down to his collarbone. He was very beautiful. If he looked like a slovenly man just now, the purple Samurai robe was more like a graceful young man. But if song Qingshu could notice, it would not be his appearance, but the sword on his back, It's a sword that people can't forget at a glance, because it's very long. It's more than five feet long than all the swords I've seen before. It makes people wonder how the owner of such a long sword can show it.
Song Qingshu didn't dare to underestimate them. Liu Sheng's shibingwei's sword was amazing, but it was just that. After all, they were not so good. However, they had the cultivation of a great master, which made him think that there were so many masters in Japan? It seems that I underestimated them before.
"Well, the skill is inferior to others. In that case, let me learn your new Yinliu's Sabre technique." Fu Junli's wrist trembled, and the sword in his hand had slowly come out of its sheath, as if there was an invisible wind blowing through, and his beautiful hair was waving freely. His whole life had a solemn beauty.
"Wow, this Korean girl is so beautiful."
"Keep your voice down, don't you see that she is very good at martial arts?"
"Cut, she and the Japanese fight, where care for us."
Xue pan and others began to comment on the trip one by one, lamenting that although the trip was boring, the beauties they saw were one after another.
Song Qingshu also secretly nodded, this woman in white looks, stature and temperament, is indeed extremely outstanding.
At this time, Wanyan Chongjie quietly poked his waist, some sour said: "you will not look at others beautiful, you are going to save the hero."
Song Qingshu was speechless for a while: "in your eyes, I'm just that kind of person, not to mention her martial arts, and I don't need to be saved."
Judging from her breath and bearing, this Korean woman is definitely a master, and she is more than enough to protect herself against that Liusheng shibingwei.
"I've heard about master Yijian of Gaoli for a long time, and both of them and our ancestors are called the sword saints in their respective countries. It's just that hearing is false and seeing is true. Miss Fu is well versed in master Yijian's true biography, and I've learned something about xinyinliu. It's just right for us to have a good competition." Liu Sheng's shibingwei didn't dare to be careless. He stood up and held the handle of the knife tightly.
"Master Yijian? Another surname is Fu? " Song Qingshu looks strange, staring at the two girls in white, thinking that the world is really chaotic, even they are out.
Seeing that the war was on the verge of breaking out, suddenly a voice of compassion came: "who dares to make trouble in our first class hall?"
"Who's talking nonsense!" Jin ruoxian suddenly turned back, his eyes sharply fixed on the direction of the voice.Song Qingshu and others also looked over there. When they saw the situation over there, they could not help looking strange: did the Japanese also come?It's no wonder that he can recognize each other's origin at a glance. It's just that their dress is too obvious. It seems that a lawn mower has been pushed back from their forehead. The whole head is bald. Only one strand of hair in the middle is lost into a bun. Besides, there is hair between the temples. The hair style is as weird as it is weird.In addition, there is a moustache among the people. It's blind to recognize their origin."Why, am I not telling the truth?" The man in the center of the group sneered. Although their intonation was a little strange, they still used Chinese."Yuchai Xiusheng!" Jin ruoxian also recognized the identity of the other party obviously, "did not expect that Fengcheng Xiuji only sent you an adopted son to run for election this time."Song Qingshu doesn't know the name of Yuchai Xiusheng, but Fengcheng Xiuji's name is still heard. He can't help sighing at the thought that he even participated in the competition with these heroes in history."Didn't Cui Yu just send your son-in-law over here? He didn't send the wine sack, did he?" Yuchai Xiusheng looked at Cui hang contemptuously as she spoke."Who do you think is a booze bag?" Cui can't help but get angry. The confidant on the side wants to show his face in front of his master. Seeing that his master is angry, he rushes directly to Yuchai Xiusheng and raises his hand to slap him in the face."Hum!" A cold voice sounded."Be careful!" Fu junluo's face changed slightly, and he hastened to remind her.It's a pity that it's too late. People see a flash of cold light. Before they can see someone's move, the Korean warrior has been split into two pieces."Ah, kill! Kill!" Around a group of people who were originally watching a play, they would not dare to stop when they saw such exaggerated and bloody scenes, and they all screamed and ran out."You haven't paid yet!" The innkeeper tried to keep the guests, but everyone ran out. Who could he hold?"These goddamn foreigners!"The boss wanted to cry without tears. When he looked back, he wanted to settle the accounts with the Japanese people, but the bloody corpse on the ground was still hot. He didn't dare to go up and get moldy.As for Korea, the people who just died were their people. They all looked so ugly that they were doomed to die. At this time, those who went up were in bad luck."These Japanese people are disgusting." See a lot of blood, Wanyan Chongjie is a little girl after all, subconsciously turned his head, secretly scolded unceasingly.Song Qingshu's eyelids also jumped. This man is a bit of a jerk. If you want to kill him, you have to do it like this. Who is disgusting. But he just that knife, regardless of the speed or timing, really grasp the perfect."New Yin flow? Are you Liu Sheng, but Ma Shou or Liu Sheng's ten soldiers Fu Junli, looking at a warrior beside Yuchai Xiusheng with a frosty face, asked, "xinyinliu is a school created by Japanese sword sage Shangquan Xingang. However, Shangquan Xingang is detached and very old. His status in Japan is similar to that of Zhang Sanfeng in the Central Plains. It is obvious that this man is not him.".It was his disciple Liu shengzongyan who got the true biography of Shangquan Xingang. Liu shengzongyan was also a great master in Japan, and he was very old. So this person could only be his son Liu Shengdan Mashou or his grandson Liu shengshibingwei."Suoga, you have good eyesight. I'm Liu Sheng's ten soldiers guard." The warrior said haughtily, obviously very proud of Liu Sheng's surname.Fu Junli said coldly, "although my companion is a little abrupt, he will not die. Your hand is too cruel.""It's not worth dying if you don't have the skills." Liu Sheng's ten soldiers raised their heads, obviously without any apology."These Japanese people are really arrogant." Xue pan could not help muttering.Lu Shidao said: "I don't think he has done anything wrong. After all, the Koreans are the first. If the Japanese are not as good as others, then it's them who are humiliated at this time. It's a big shame to be slapped in the face in public."Huang Shan Nu snorted: "don't make trouble, be careful to set fire." Xue pan several people this just bitterly ground stopped a mouth.Song Qingshu focuses on the other two people beside Liu Sheng's shibingwei. One of them has messy hair. The whole person looks decadent and a bit sloppy to some extent. But song Qingshu doesn't dare to underestimate him, because the knife in his hand must be faster and more efficient than Liu Sheng's shibingwei.The other one was dressed in a purple Samurai robe. He was much more clean and tidy. He wore a long dark blue ponytail and his temples were down to his collarbone. He was very beautiful. If he looked like a slovenly man just now, the purple Samurai robe was more like a graceful young man. But if song Qingshu could notice, it would not be his appearance, but the sword on his back, It's a sword that people can't forget at a glance, because it's very long. It's more than five feet long than all the swords I've seen before. It makes people wonder how the owner of such a long sword can show it.Song Qingshu didn't dare to underestimate them. Liu Sheng's shibingwei's sword was amazing, but it was just that. After all, they were not so good. However, they had the cultivation of a great master, which made him think that there were so many masters in Japan? It seems that I underestimated them before."Well, the skill is inferior to others. In that case, let me learn your new Yinliu's Sabre technique." Fu Junli's wrist trembled, and the sword in his hand had slowly come out of its sheath, as if there was an invisible wind blowing through, and his beautiful hair was waving freely. His whole life had a solemn beauty."Wow, this Korean girl is so beautiful.""Keep your voice down, don't you see that she is very good at martial arts?""Cut, she and the Japanese fight, where care for us."Xue pan and others began to comment on the trip one by one, lamenting that although the trip was boring, the beauties they saw were one after another.Song Qingshu also secretly nodded, this woman in white looks, stature and temperament, is indeed extremely outstanding.At this time, Wanyan Chongjie quietly poked his waist, some sour said: "you will not look at others beautiful, you are going to save the hero."Song Qingshu was speechless for a while: "in your eyes, I'm just that kind of person, not to mention her martial arts, and I don't need to be saved."Judging from her breath and bearing, this Korean woman is definitely a master, and she is more than enough to protect herself against that Liusheng shibingwei."I've heard about master Yijian of Gaoli for a long time, and both of them and our ancestors are called the sword saints in their respective countries. It's just that hearing is false and seeing is true. Miss Fu is well versed in master Yijian's true biography, and I've learned something about xinyinliu. It's just right for us to have a good competition." Liu Sheng's shibingwei didn't dare to be careless. He stood up and held the handle of the knife tightly."Master Yijian? Another surname is Fu? " Song Qingshu looks strange, staring at the two girls in white, thinking that the world is really chaotic, even they are out.Seeing that the war was on the verge of breaking out, suddenly a voice of compassion came: "who dares to make trouble in our first class hall?"
