Chapter 291 Accepting a Disciple

Inside the house, the murderous intention increased. It was obviously summer, but a cold wind blew into the house.

Luo Wang's two top-notch assassins drew their swords after receiving Lao Ai's order.

However, they did not rush forward immediately. When facing a powerful opponent like Xuan Jian, they paused obviously.

This moment of pause is hesitation, fear, and hesitation.

However, after that sword light passed, everything became unimportant.

Lao Ai narrowed her eyes. Xuan Jian only used one sword to kill two swordsmen who were top-notch killers in Luo Wang.

In the duel between masters, after the sword light passed, Lao Ai understood that the Xuanjian of today was no longer the thief he was back then, nor was he a ferocious beast employed in the trap.

His killing intent is still sharp, but it has become more restrained and pure. His sword intent is pure and unparalleled back then.

"It seems that you have indeed made progress under Zhao Shuang. But, are you here to kill me and silence me?"

Lao Ai had always had doubts about Ji Wuye's information. Because if that is true, it means that since the Longmen Crossing and the fatal sword stabbing Zhao Shuang by the Frightened Salamander, the net has gone astray many times over the years.

This was such a huge lie that Lao Ai couldn't even imagine the bloody truth behind it.

Whenever she thought about it even a little bit, Lao Ai couldn't help but break into a cold sweat on her back.

"I have indeed made some progress since I followed you. It's just that I came here today not to kill you, but just to bring you a message from you."

"What does Zhao Shuang want to say?"

"Your Majesty said, if you know the truth, take the snare and get out immediately!"

"What if I choose not to?"

"Then I'll help you get out!"

Xuanjian shouted, and the situation in the room changed. In the short distance, Lao Ai jumped forward, and with his rapid movements, he set off a round wave of energy.

The invisible air waves dispersed instantly like smoke rings. Except for the people present, I am afraid that no one can feel the fierce momentum of that moment.

Zhanri and Xuanjian collided, their sword energies collided, and everything in the room began to fall apart.

"A slave is a slave. He speaks with the disgusting condescension of your master."

"You mean that time you danced with a sword?"

Xuanjian sneered, Lao Ai gritted her teeth and spoke angrily.

"Gou Jian lay on his back and tasted his guts. He even tasted Fu Chai's feces and urine. Who am I?"

The power of the sword had accumulated to a certain extent, and the sword energy was condensed and undissipated, swaying around the room.

Lao Ai swung his long sword away, and with a bang, he distanced himself from Xuan Jian.

And at the moment when the two separated, the gathered sword energy exploded and dissipated, and the airflow in the room stabilized and became quite calm again.

"Xuanjian, do you think you can defeat me?"

"The moment you are willing to sacrifice everything for power, you are no longer my opponent."

"Arrogant!"

The anger in Lao Ai's heart was aroused. When Zhanri and Xuanjian collided again, the killing intent and sword energy of both sides increased ten times.

Every time the long swords clashed, the momentum and rhythm were increasing.

The impact of the life-and-death fight between two of the world's top swordsmen gradually caused the whole courtyard to be consumed by the sword energy of both sides.

“A flower falls overnight to tell the wind and rain, and a leaf declines to tell the spring and autumn.”

Deep in the mountains, green pines stand tall.

On the Panasonic chessboard, the chess game is still there, but there is no one playing chess anymore.

"Brother Beiming, why do you sigh like this?"

Zhao Shuang came alone and saw Bei Mingzi sitting among the pines and cranes, stroking his beard and sighing.

"Old friends have passed away one after another, and people no longer play chess. I feel sad in my heart."

Bei Mingzi threw a futon and threw it to Zhao Shuang. The other party took an old futon and sat down on the spot.

"At this time, the world is full of wind and rain. As a prince of Qin State, how can you be in the mood to visit friends in the mountains?"

"It's easy to get a title, but it's hard to find a good friend. No matter how many storms there are in the world, the clouds will eventually obscure your vision."

"So, Taoist friend has already gained something."

Bei Mingzi glanced at Zhao Shuang, who smiled.

"Actually, I still have something to ask for help from fellow Taoist Beiming."

"I know your kid has nothing good to do by coming here at this time. Let me tell you first, our Tianzong never pays attention to secular affairs. If you want to borrow someone to deal with Lu Buwei, please don't open your mouth."

Why is this old guy so thief?

Zhao Shuang smiled. After all, he was an old treacherous man who had lived for nearly a hundred years. He was very thief.

"How could I so desecrate the noble and pure place of Taoism and let all the trivial things in the world disturb the purity of my nephews?"

"Then you are?"

Bei Mingzi's eyes were half open and half closed, and he glanced at Zhao Shuang.

"Fellow Taoist! You also know that I, Lao Zhao, don't have much knowledge. It just so happens that I have a few young people with some qualifications in the past few years. I want to send them to the Taoist family to let my nephews and apprentices train them. "

This is more troublesome than asking someone to deal with Lu Buwei!

After all, if these people of unknown origin have extraordinary backgrounds, they may involve considerable trouble.

Bei Mingzi narrowed his eyes, wondering if the kid in front of him would dig a hole and lay a trap in it?

"How many people are there?"

"Fellow Taoist also knows that I have developed some power over the years and have gathered some young people with extraordinary qualifications in the world, among the people and in the court. Not many, just two."

"What are they called?"

"Zhang Liang and Xiao He!"

Bei Mingzi thought about it and found that there seemed to be no problem, but there was always a lingering feeling of being taken advantage of by Zhao Shuang.

"Okay! I'll ask Chi Songzi to get ready. It doesn't matter if my Taoist family accepts two more disciples."

The smoke and dust cleared, and the small courtyard was in ruins. Two figures stood among them, one tall and straight, the other slightly stooped.

Xuanjian holds two swords, and a great battle consumes a lot of money. The covering sun opposite him looked even more embarrassed.

"you lose!"

Xuanjian's words sounded so harsh in Lao Ai's ears.

He took a slight breath and straightened up, with a disdainful smile on his face.

"I'm not dead, and you're not dead either. How can we win or lose?"

"Lu Buwei's men are nearby, but there has been such a big movement, why haven't they been seen yet?"

Xuanjian's words were like a drop of water dripping into the calm lake, causing ripples, which made Lao Ai Ruhuang's momentum pause and suspicion arose in his heart.

"What do you know?"

"I only know that your Majesty asked me to come here, so there is no need to worry about anything else. And since I came, my goal has been achieved."

"Your purpose?"

"As a swordsman, only by transcending the shackles of the sword can you take a step forward. You are struggling in the power and become a slave of the sword. Just now, you chose to retreat in several life-and-death confrontations. This is your failure. reason."

Xuanjian smiled and disappeared into the small courtyard.

"If you don't get out, you won't be so lucky next time."

Lao Ai looked at the mess on the ground, clenched her hands, and roared angrily.

"Zhao Shuang!"