"Ha!" The middle-aged man shouted, and the bamboo knife in his hand looked like a hanging rainbow that streaked across the sky. The bursting sound of the air storm drooped toward Lu Mingfei's head with the momentum of the storm.

Showing the flow, the cassock is cut!

The characteristic of the show flow is that it emphasizes the large robe cut from above, hoping to cut the enemy on the first strike, and making a loud shout when attacking is also its feature, aiming to seize the initiative in momentum first and shock the enemy and prepare for one-hit killing.

At the end of the shogunate, the Satsuma Reformist patriots defeated many swordsmen of other schools with this move alone. Although this move was so simple that it was only a straight slash, it was also a sword light accumulated over the years of hard work.

Since the middle-aged man came into contact with the show, he has always firmly abide by the show's rules of "slashing three thousand times in the morning and three thousand times in the evening". After several years of day and night, there was no thunder, so this is also his ultimate trick.

Similar to the three tricks that almost no one can resist the process, few people can survive this hand gesture of middle-aged men. Even the high-duan swordsmen who live in the sixth tier are often still in a trance caused by the sudden roar of middle-aged men, and the dust settles.

However, facing Lu Mingfei, the behavior of middle-aged men making a move is a last resort.

Because the longer he confronted Lu Mingfei, the more he became, the more he felt. This young man who had only been practicing swords for three years or more, but was only eighteen years old, gave him the feeling that he was as calm and free as an old sword saint who had been tempered for thousands of times, without any flaws?!

The middle-aged man knew that his disadvantage would only increase if he continued to delay. Because Lu Mingfei was always as stable as Mount Tai, his momentum was consumed little by little by little by little by little by little by little by the other party.

The most important momentum of the sword showdown is. If as time goes by, his momentum has been consumed and suppressed steadily by the opponent, then this showdown will be defeated without any attack and will be more like a hammer!

The rainbow passed by the top of the skull, and the bamboo knife wrapped in a nylon rope rolled up the sound of the wind and rushed towards him. Lu Mingfei responded that the shocking attack was just the simplest way to raise the upper hand, without any accumulation of energy, nor the ferocity of the storm of blue veins.

Just raised his hand and raised his head. The seemingly unstoppable blow of the middle-aged man was lifted away by Lu Mingfei in such an understatement. The rainbow was lifted back to the sky again, hanging high in the sky and unable to fall.

Lu Mingfei responded to the middle-aged man with a move of robes - Satsuma's "Lion Show" in the stream.

Unlike the middle-aged man who approached Yun Yao's realm, Lu Mingfei's slap has indeed produced the Yun Yao effect - the downward slashing is clean and neat, and the speed is so fast that it is difficult for the naked eye to catch, as if lightning flashes across the clouds during thunder and rain!

The bamboo sword fell straight down, but the middle-aged man was stunned. For a moment, he really felt that he was facing a lion holding the knife and falling from the sky!

He didn't even have time to return to the sword block. Even though it was just a very common weapon to use in the competition, it was also a standard training bamboo sword, but he truly smelled the breath of death from Lu Mingfei's slash. He had a very rich swordsmanship experience and staggered back half a step at the ray of death.

Bang!

After lightning and thunder, a bamboo knife hit the middle-aged man's mask, and a crisp sound came from a slash. However, there was no expected interruption of the knife or deformation of the mask. The force after the unstoppable blow was surprisingly light.

The victory and defeat were announced, and there were thunderous applause from the sidelines.

The children shouted at the top of their voices as "The Sword Saint of the Young Palace" and worshiped the idol who had just ended the battle with a thunder blow in front of them; while the older kendo enthusiasts had already recorded the video with satisfaction, waiting to study this unsatisfactory showdown after returning.

Only the middle-aged man knew it well that if it was a knife that really cut off blood, and he happened to be the imaginary enemy in the young man's heart, the cold and cold sword light would definitely penetrate the thin mask as thin as paper in an instant, splitting his big head and his entire body into two!

"Occursed, director." Lu Mingfei took back the bamboo knife, took the lead in salute, and then changed into his usual hippie and smiley expression.

"You boy..." Unlike Lu Mingfei's calmness, the middle-aged man was immersed in the shadow of death last second, and the next second, the guy who seemed to be trying to fight with you and chop you into two halves was looking at you with a slutty smile, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"You boy, I don't remember that I taught you how to show off the sword!" The middle-aged man hugged Lu Mingfei's neck with a fierce momentum, "Called as it is true. When did the lion who secretly learned to show off, he actually became Yun Yao!"

You know, even though he has been immersed in the air for ten years, he has just touched Yun Yao's threshold, and this can definitely be regarded as a talent among the swordsmen!

How old is Lu Mingfei? How many years have you practiced swordsmanship? Is this kid really a human? No wonder Lu Mingfei often whispers in front of him: "The gap between people is bigger than that between people and pigs." Now it seems like a famous saying!

"Let go, the director is going to be strangled to death!" Lu Mingfei slapped the middle-aged man Kong Wu's powerful arm and begged for mercy loudly, "Don't say I'm like a swordsman? Haven't I paid you the tuition fee? Besides, if I want to learn secretly, I will steal my senior brother, and I won't ask you to steal it!"

"You little brat, I'm so embarrassed to say! I paid me a semester tuition fee and stayed here for three years. I'll put a bedding on you and I won't be able to take care of my family. I wish I could eat, drink, defecate and urinate!" The man cursed.

"That means that your temple makes people feel at home!" Lu Mingfei shouted.

"You guys can talk!" The middle-aged man then let go of Lu Mingfei's dog head.

But the next moment Lu Mingfei was hit hard on the back of his head. He hugged the dog's head and wailed in pain. He had no master temperament when he was confronting the middle-aged man. "I'm praising you, Director, just give up your kindness and revenge. If you break my wise and powerful brain, how can I do it!"

"I didn't hit you." The middle-aged man spread his hands to show his innocence.

"I beat it!" A playful voice came from behind in anger, and Lu Mingfei and the middle-aged man suddenly turned around.

Standing behind them was a tall and bright figure, with a red hair tied into a high ponytail behind their heads, a goose yellow vest with a sky blue open-button T-shirt, and close-fitting jeans wrapped around their slender legs. Because the temple had the rules that the girl was not allowed to enter with shoes, the girl looked very cute with her naked feet.

"Lu Mingfei!" The glorious girl looked at Lu Mingfei, with a bit of gritting her teeth in her expression. She looked like she was either robbed of wealth or was robbed of sex, and she looked like a grudge who came to collect debts.

"Nuo Nuo?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and shouted tentatively.
Chapter completed!