Passionate has been hurt since ancient times.

The farewell hook is indeed as sad and sad as its name.

How can an iron hook that looks like a sword but not a sword, or a knife but not a knife make people feel sad?

But the parting hook did give Su Weiyun this feeling.

Yang Zheng opened the parting hook from a piece of rag, placed it between his palms, and said to the old man who was sharpening his knife: "Senior knows how to use swords, can I be lucky or bad for me to meet me?"

The hook tip faces the sky, and the hook tip is displayed in the morning sun.

While he found Su Weiyun, he also met the old man sharpening the knife and Gao Jianfei.

The old man sharpening the knife looked at him and said, "I have met this hook twenty years ago, so I don't need to meet you anymore."

Yang Zheng said in surprise: "Twenty years ago? Could it be that my senior recognized my father?"

The old man sharpening the knife said, "You are exactly the same as Yang Hen!"

"It turns out that the senior is actually the old friend of my father..."

The old man sharpening the knife said, "But you don't have to worry. There will be good luck or bad luck in your trip, and there will be no life or danger."

Yang Zheng was slightly stunned. Before he could answer, the old man sharpening the knife said again: "It's just because of your disaster that someone has taken over for you."

"who?!"

"It's him!"

The person the old man sharpened his knife looked at was Su Weiyun.

But Su Weiyun was carefully looking at the parting hook, this "sword" that was so strange that it could not be more strange.

A parting hook can be regarded as a hook, but it may not be regarded as a sword.

It's just that it's a broken sword.

All three of them turned their eyes to Su Weiyun, but Su Weiyun suddenly spoke, "Why can't this sword be compared?"

The old man sharpening the knife said, "Because it is a broken sword, like a sword rather than a sword. The sword has no sword, so there is no way to look like it."

Su Weiyun said: "Is it a sword that cannot be seen, or is it impossible to see?"

The old man sharpening the knife said: "The texture, grudges, and fate on the sword have been completely ruined, so how can we see it?"

Su Weiyun suddenly said, "Okay, I'm about to see how powerful it is!"

He suddenly drew his sword with his left hand, raised his hand to attack Yang Zheng, and flew out with a sword, and raised three sword flowers and bloomed instantly.

His quick move and his sword force made the three people in the field unresponsive.

Yang Zheng subconsciously waved the farewell hook in his hand.

However, he did not stop the Xiaoxiang sword with green waves, but instead used attack as the defense and conquered attack, and also hooked towards Su Weiyun's thigh.

Yang Zheng was actually fighting with a desperate fight!

It’s just because he didn’t learn martial arts from famous and upright schools, but how to defeat people. For this purpose, he can fight with his life!

Gao Jianfei's face suddenly changed. He found that there would be a injury when the two of them attacked each other, but he could not stop him.

Silently, the hook has been swung out!

——"Why is this hook called "parting hook"?"

——"Because no matter what this hook hooks, it will cause separation."

——"If it hooks your hands, your hands will be separated from your wrists; if it hooks your feet, your feet will be separated from your legs; if it hooks your throat, your people will be separated from this world."

Yang Zheng hooked Su Weiyun's left leg.

Su Weiyun's sword was shot out. Even if he could really seriously injure Yang Zheng, his legs would be "farewell" to his body.

When the old man sharpened his knife saw this scene, he was suddenly stunned.

What stunned him was not Yang Zheng's hook, but Su Weiyun's legs.

One of Su Weiyun's left leg disappeared.

That is not really invisible and invisible.

But it is impossible to touch it. Although it is still close, it is like a mirror and a moon, and it is impossible to hook it up, as if it is gone.

——The old man who sharpens the knife once said: Swords have sword energy, people are popular, and all things have their own unique energy.

Then the current situation can be said to be: Su Weiyun’s “qi” on her left leg is gone.

Su Weiyun gently pulled the sword edge, raised his left foot, and used only one right foot to hit the ground, flew up floatingly, and retreated with an extremely strange track.

This trajectory is not only erratic, but also cannot be captured at all, as if it is on Piaomiao Snow Mountain.

Su Weiyun's body movement seemed slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye, he flew out five feet away. The parting hook did not hit him.

Yang Zheng with lingering fear, he retracted the parting hook and asked, "That move just now is so powerful. Could it be the 'golden rooster independent'?"

Gao Jianfei smiled bitterly and said, "It's definitely not. If the golden rooster was independent of the move just now, I will immediately eat Brother Su's left leg!"

The light skills that Su Weiyun used just now were so strange and mysterious that it was almost beyond Gao Jianfei's knowledge.

The old man sharpened his knife muttered to himself, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was talking about.

Su Weiyun held up the sword and stood up, with a solemn appearance and an indescribable calm expression in her expression.

“Where is my 'old wine'?”

The old wine was bought by Di Qinglin for 30,000 taels of silver and then transferred to Su Weiyun's old horse.

Yang Zheng replied: "It's still in the inn."

Su Weiyun said, "Okay, I will ride this horse and I will definitely go to the Marquis' Mansion within one day."

Yang Zheng frowned and said, "It may not be enough to ride on two horses with one horse."

Su Weiyun said: "I'll go, you won't go."

Yang Zheng said: "How could I not go?"

Su Weiyun said: "Because your horse is not as fast as mine, so you won't go!"

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Hou's Mansion.

The Marquis's Gate is as deep as the sea.

Di Qinglin was receiving Qiu Xingjian, Wang Zhenfei and the Siye of Hua in his sword test room.

Wang Zhenfei laughed and said, "Little Marquis, you probably didn't expect that I would be the master of the April Hall of the Qinglong Society!"

Di Qinglin looked cold and said, "No one can easily exchange diavern except you. Who else can you be if you are not?"

Wang Zhenfei said: "Hahaha, my martial arts skills are not high at first, but I was still appointed as the owner of the April flag by Lord Longxu. Do you know why this is?"

Di Qinglin said without hesitation: "Pave the way for me!"

Wang Zhenfei's face suddenly changed, and it became like a fox who was planning to spend the winter with peace of mind suddenly fell into the hunter's trap.

Di Qinglin said: "You also know that if the five major forces in the Qinglong Association were not divided and their strength was damaged, you would not be worthy of being the banner leader of the Qinglong Association."

"So the April flag lord of the Qinglong Society should have been me. If I kill you, I will become the new April flag lord."

Wang Zhenfei was a little stunned, but he could even laugh: "The little marquis said it well, I was not worthy of it."

Master Hua Si was laughing, and Qiu Xingjian was laughing.

Di Qinglin said: "You can still laugh, is it because you think I have been poisoned by you?"

The smile on Qiu Xingjian's face froze first.

Di Qinglin said: "Are you still wondering why my poison has not yet occurred?"

Wang Zhenfei no longer laughed.

Di Qinglin said: "Why can Master Hua still laugh?"

He seemed to be in a good mood, so he asked for a little more gossip.

Master Hua chuckled and said, "I am just a person who is afraid of death and a rich person. It's the same for him to join him. The little marquis will definitely not kill me."

Di Qinglin only said three words.

"You're wrong."

Di Qinglin suddenly drew his sword, and the gorgeous sword light flashed by, densely packed, layer by layer, covering the entire room.

No one can describe this brilliant, brilliant, dazzling sword light.

No one can describe Di Qinglin's cold look at them at the last glance.

When the sword light was collected, all three of them had fallen.

Although Wang Zhenfei is not a powerful master, he is definitely not weak. There are very few swords that can kill him. If you can kill the swords of the three of them at the same time, you will be so quick.

Di Qinglin gently pressed a button under the futon he was sitting on, and moved the futon opposite him away, and there was a cellar hidden inside.
To be continued...