Chapter 525

Huamanlou opened the portrait in his hand and looked at it carefully. He found that there was a beautiful woman on the portrait, with a cold look on her eyebrows.

"Who is this? What are your skills? "

"Oh, her name is Lu Ziyi. She came to our nine realms half a year ago. At first, I didn't think she was outstanding. But in the last three months, many people who didn't have eyes wanted to marry her when they saw her beauty, but she..."

Old man danzun said with a smile: "no one looks up to you! Not only did he refuse others, but he also cut off all the people who came to ask for help. In a word, it's very poisonous. "

Huamanlou frowned: "so?"

"So the young master can consider receiving her, because when I investigated her identity, I found that she was the founder of Doujian sect in the lower world."

Huamanlou, however, sneered and lost the portrait: "woman, I don't want it. Don't forget, how did Qing Mo Yan fall into my hands? It's because of the woman

Old man danzun picked up the picture with a smile, opened it and held it in front of huamanlou: "don't worry, young master. Are you looking at it carefully?"

Huamanlou frowned impatiently and said, "what's good to see? No matter how beautiful she is, I won't let myself have more troubles!"

"But, young master, if you don't look at her face, you must look at the sword on her waist?"

"Sword?" Huamanlou Wenyan finally moved his eyes to the waist of the portrait woman, and then his eyebrows rose high.

The sword on the portrait is just a few strokes of outline, but the strange shape makes huamanlou excited: "this... This is..."

Dan Zun nodded: "I have asked, all the people who come to fight with her can't heal the wounds no matter what pills they take."

"So to speak..." huamanlou's voice was trembling. His whole body trembled because of excitement: "the sword..."

"It should be the broken sky chopping yuan sword left by the ancestors of that year!"

Danzun's reply made huamanlou exclaim excitedly: "where is she? Invite her to come quickly! no She may not be willing to come, I, I want to see her! Come on, change

……

Jincheng, the main city of the nine kingdoms, was built by huamanlou.

Here gathered the best of the Terran, they rely on their extraordinary strength to enjoy all kinds of preferential treatment given by the Terran faction.

In the southwest corner of the city, there is a relatively quiet and well-known attic courtyard.

Lu Ziyi sat in the attic courtyard, gently wiping the sword body with a piece of silk.

The shape of the sword is a little strange - it's three feet nine, nearly a foot longer than an ordinary sword.

The body of the sword is wide and thick, and the top is wide and the bottom is narrow, but it only maintains to half of the body. The sharp blade that should be as thin as a cicada's wing on both sides suddenly becomes a tooth blade that can cut the iron saw bone!

There is a bloodletting groove in the middle of the sword body, which is filled with words like half of the talisman inscriptions. But no one can understand the meaning of those words. Even those who are proficient in the talisman inscriptions can not recognize them.

At the mouth of the tiger, the sword swallowing beast is not a common lion dragon or dragon python, but a blooming flower.

This life makes a huge sword that looks like Hansen suddenly have a kind of feminine charm.

Lu Ziyi gently wiped the body of the giant sword, and hummed a tune in his mouth

"Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart, even if I don't go, zining doesn't follow the sound? Qingzipei, you and I think, even if I don't go, would zining not come? Pick, reach, and be in the city. One day's absence is like March... "

A drop of tears in her eyes gently surging, will drop not drop, suddenly she raised her head, and then she vigorously opened her eyes will tear back.

"Is that what you call destiny? What should come will come after all

Lu Ziyi sighed, put the sword into the scabbard, hung the sword, and then cut her hair. There was a noise at the corner of the street. Before the door was knocked, Lu Ziyi frowned and did not make a sound. Instead, she turned around and took out a pot of wine and two glasses.

As soon as he was seated, the gate of the courtyard was opened with a blow. In some slightly noisy voices, Lu Ziyi frowned at the man in royal guards, took up the wine pot and poured a cup in the glass in front of him.

"Do you know the rules?"

Lu Ziyi is a cold and quiet school.

Into the courtyard of huamanlou Leng for a while, and then staring at the sword landing purple waist should be a light voice: "slightly know, not too clear."

"Within ten moves, if you can take my sword from my hand, I will marry you. If not, please go away and leave me alone. Within ten moves, the sword has no eyes, and I will not be responsible for death or injury!"

Lu Ziyi said, looked up and drank the glass of wine, and then looked up at the man who came in: "do you want to compare?"

Huamanlou's eyes turned: "if I say, I only want your sword, but not you?"

Lu Ziyi's eyes flashed a trace of annoyance, and then he laughed: "yes, people are in the sword, people die, and the sword follows the new master. If this young master really wants to take this sword from me, he must kill me first!"

Huamanlou nodded, raised his hand and took off his cloak - which means to start. Lu Ziyi dropped her eyes, picked up the wine pot and poured a glass of wine into the empty cup. Then she said, "my sword, good wine. No matter who you or I die, the living must feed it a glass of wine every time they use it!" Huamanlou nodded: "no problem!" At this time, Lu Ziyi took out the huge sword, while the other hand patted the table. The glass of wine immediately soared up and spilled out the wine. Lu Ziyi swept away with the huge sword, and the wine fell steadily on the face of the huge sword, and was sucked clean in an instant“ Come on Lu Ziyi gave a big drink, and the huge sword went straight to huamanlou! The Epee has no edge, but great skill does not work. This huge sword is a simple split, no fancy, no smart, there is a kind of pressure! Huamanlou immediately put the iron fan in his hand, like a machete on the top of his head. At the same time, the whole body's fighting spirit came out directly! It's the fighting spirit of the immortal stage. It's strong and heavy. Just as soon as it's spread out, it has an unshakable momentum! Lu Ziyi's whole body was crushed instantly. When she took two steps back with her sword to stabilize her figure, huamanlou already gave her a hand with a smile: "give it to me, you don't have to die!" But Lu Ziyi's eyebrow was flat: "I said that unless I die, this sword will never change its owner!" As she said this, she suddenly swept over the sword with one hand. A drop of blood slid behind the sword along the blade of the sword, and a majestic momentum in the sword body rushed out directly from the inside