Chapter 59 The Sharpest Sword

"My sword has been with me for many years, and I have killed countless enemies. I should have lived in one more room, but if the sword does not leave my body, two rooms are enough." The man finished.

Lu Zhou was calm on the surface, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

There are so many neurotic people in the world.

But what I didn't expect was...

Xiao Yuan'er touched her chin, and thoughtfully, she nodded her head in agreement: "Okay, two rooms are needed."

"Guest officer, forgive me." The shopkeeper saw that the Lord of God was not angry, and his attitude became much more polite and polite.

Lu Zhou said calmly, "Hold on."

Both the man and the shopkeeper were startled, then turned to look at Lu Zhou, this weak old man who was pushed down with a push.

"Is there a problem with the old man?" The shopkeeper asked suspiciously.

"A heavenly room."

"But, guest officer..."

Lu Zhou waved his hand: "Yuan'er."

When the words fell, Xiao Yuan'er understood Master's gestures, and her whole body burst out with eight sides opening, surrounding the recovery of the opening screen.

boom!

The Astral Qi that should have been withdrawn suddenly dissipated, forming a circular ripple centered on Xiao Yuan'er.

The house, the table, going up and down the stairs, all trembled.

If the gang qi is more violent... this inn may be demolished.

"God... God Court?" The shopkeeper trembled.

Excited heart, trembling legs.

There are a lot of bosses today.

I didn't know how to express it for a while, I offended the big guy and wanted to cry.

Before the shopkeeper could say the words of apology... A trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"My brother... I respected the strong during his lifetime and was determined to be a great practitioner of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation Realm. I respect whatever he respects." The man said flatly, "I live with my brother in the same room. One room, and another room for Mr. Yu."

The shopkeeper heard the words,

Overjoyed.

"So good, so good!"

He quickly greeted the guy and went upstairs to clean up the room.

Lu Zhou shook his head: "Not enough."

"what?"

"The old man wants two rooms."

"This...this...completely, no, not a problem..." The shopkeeper almost cried.

The reason why Luzhou wanted two rooms is very simple. Although Xiao Yuan'er is not deep in the world, she is already twenty-eight years old, and she is no longer a child. After all, there are differences between men and women.

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Lu Zhou slowly went upstairs.

Xiao Yuan'er happily followed behind.

As he passed the man holding the sword, Lu Zhou glanced at the two swords in his arms.

"Male and female swords?"

The man was a little surprised and puzzled: "You still have some eyesight."

"Double swords of male and female, one long and the other short, decorated with dragon and phoenix, the peak of the earth rank, it is barely a quasi-heaven rank weapon..." Lu Zhou stroked his beard.

"Now that you know this sword, you should be cautious in your words and deeds. If it is normal, I will definitely use this sword to teach those who insult the sword."

With a stern face, he guarded against Xiaoyuan'er, shook his head and said, "This sword has killed countless enemies, and after decades of tempering, it has already become a heaven-level. It is not the earth-level you said."

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and did not refute.

The man continued: "In my opinion... there is no weapon in this world that is sharper than the male and female swords."

At this moment, Xiao Yuan'er on the side asked curiously, "You make two swords by yourself?"

The man shook his head and said, "I use the long sword...my brother, use this short sword."

All right.

You two are really a couple. How did this neuroticism reach the realm of the God Court?

While Lu Zhou stroked his beard, he murmured inwardly.

The surface is still very dull, no joy and anger can be seen.

"This sword is sharp?" Lu Zhou wondered.

The man did not speak.

Instead, he pulled out one of the short swords, and the moment the sword was unsheathed, a cold light was reflected.

He swung the sword horizontally, held the sword in his right hand, pulled out a hair in his left hand, and blew lightly.

The strands of hair fell slowly.

Cut in two by a dagger.

Blow-dry hair.

That's just pure physical sharpness.

Breathtaking.

The man showed a proud look and said, "Unparalleled in this world, does the old man have any questions?"

Lu Zhou suddenly remembered his "unnamed".

Why not try this.

Usually there are not too many opportunities to have a sky-level weapon test.

If it is scratched, it means that Weiming is really a piece of junk, and it is not a pity to lose it.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhou slowly raised his hand...

In the palm of his hand, there is an exquisite and exquisite Unnamed Sword.

Lu Zhou didn't speak either.

Just about to wave Weiming across.

The man hurriedly stopped and said, "No, old gentleman."

"Um?"

"I think your sword is pretty good... If it destroys your sword, I will feel uneasy," the man said.

"It's okay."

Lu Zhou waved his name.

Towards the dagger.

boom!

A crisp sound rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.

Lu Zhou looked at the Weiming sword in his hand... It was not damaged or scratched.

Looking at the daggers in the male and female swords, they are also intact.

Lu Zhou was suspicious.

This shows that Weiming can at least be at the same level as the male and female swords... The question is, when I tested it in the secret room last time, why couldn't even the broken copper and iron be moved? Weiming can change a variety of weapon forms, is it more suitable as a shield?

The man glanced at Weiming Sword in surprise.

He praised: "Is there really a blade in this world that can block both male and female swords??!"

Little Yuan'er muttered:

"That's how strange you are."

"My grandfather... can break your broken thing with bare hands, do you believe it?"

I don't know why, but Lu Zhou's mind came to the scene from the previous life. The two girls showed off their elder brother to each other, and the video of whose elder brother could eat shi was better.

Xiaoyuan'er... has such a posture.

Lu Zhou scolded Xiao Yuan'er, "You talk too much."

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the Tianzihao room on the other side.

Look at the old man's back.

The man said lightly: "Junior Zhuoping... I hope to see the old gentleman again."

This sounds weird.

Lu Zhou ignored it and entered the room.

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Zhuo Ping also went to his room with the male and female swords in his arms.

Just when he put down the male and female swords... Crack, a crisp cracking sound entered his ears.

Zhuo Ping became suspicious and drew out the short sword to take a look.

From the half-waist edge, it was neatly cracked, to be precise... It was like a piece of tofu being slashed by a knife!

"how can that be?"

Shocked and heartbroken at the same time.

This weapon, he regarded as life!

Now this sword... is ruined?

"Is that the old gentleman?"

The sword is in the man, the sword is dead and the man is dead.

Zhuo Ping got up in anger, picked up the undamaged long sword, opened the door... and walked out aggressively.

Just got around the corner.

A man in a green robe blocked his way.

The man in green robe folded his arms, with a smile on his face, his breath was normal, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Please let me." Zhuo Ping frowned.

The man in green robe kept smiling and said, "I'm sorry."

"Step aside."

Just finished saying these two words.

The man in green robe suddenly raised his right hand.

Pull up the back sword.

Wave like lightning, Bass!

Unsheathed!

Back to the sheath!

A set of movements is smooth and smooth, completed in the blink of an eye, as if it were repeated thousands of times.

Qingpao walked towards the Tianzihao room without looking at it.

Zhuo Ping was holding a long sword in a state of astonishment, as if petrified.

After a while, the long sword cracked and fell to the ground.

puff.

Zhuo Ping also fell down, and blood gushed out from his neck.

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in the room.

The blue-robed swordsman sat at the table with an expressionless face.

He said to himself with a smile: "Master... where are you?"