Sweeping the heavens at the beginning

The sword in Yang Wenxin's hand did not have the slightest trace of blood, and it shone brightly under the sunlight.

Qiu Yue looked at Yang Wenxin in front of him with a confused expression.

Obviously just now, Yang Wenxin couldn't even catch his own sword, but how could it be so fast...

"You, how can your swordsmanship be..."

After a long while, Qiu Yue managed to utter half a sentence, but he didn't see the rest.

"Swordsmanship?"

Yang Wenxin casually pulled a sword flower, and said with a smile, "It only takes a few familiarizations with this thing!"

Familiarize yourself twice...

Qiu Yue just felt his chest churning, and there seemed to be a gust of breath that wanted to rush out.

He had practiced swordsmanship for half his life, but at the end, his arm was cut off by Yang Wenxing who had just picked up the sword.

genius!

This is a peerless genius!
Qiu Yue was heartbroken, he never thought that he would provoke such a genius!
"you win……"

It was another long while before Qiu Yue managed to utter three words, but his eyes were already a little loose.

Yang Wenxin stepped forward immediately, and inserted a silver needle into Qiu Yue's chest. Qiu Yue's whole body was shocked instantly, and then a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"Don't hold back if you are angry in your heart, is it possible that you want to get angry?"

Yang Wenxin sneered, "Don't forget, you still owe me a condition!"

"Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will do it!"

Yang Wenxin smiled and picked up the severed arm on the ground with his sword, handed it to Qiu Yue and said:

"Go to the hospital, there is still a chance to connect it now, and come to me after you connect this arm!"

Qiu Yue looked at his arms on the ground with a lonely expression on his face.

After a while, Qiu Yue just stretched his arms and shouted at the men in black beside him:
"Qiu Da, you follow me, and the rest of you stay here until I come back!"

Immediately, Qiu Da followed Qiu Yue out of the gate of Mo's house.

"Wen Xin, what happened to your sword technique just now?"

Seeing that Qiu Yue had just left, Mr. Zhu immediately stepped forward and asked with a puzzled expression.

Yang Wenxin smiled slightly and said, "After a few familiarizations, you'll be good at it!"

Familiarize yourself with this word again.

Zhu Lao couldn't help trembling at the corner of his mouth, and sighed again and again.

He is also a swordsman. He has swung his sword a thousand times a day since he was seven or eight years old, but he has not been able to reach the level like Yang Wenxin.

Moreover, Mr. Zhu can be sure that people like Qiu Yue meet as many times as he does every day!

It is even possible that Qiu Yue has tens of thousands of times every day. After all, the Qiu family is also a big family, and a big family like this is never short of money.

Martial arts practitioners need money, a lot of money!
As for Mr. Zhu, his family was poor since he was a child. If it wasn't for the financial support from the Mo family, he would be weak even if he was not practicing martial arts.

"Wen Xin, Lao Zhu has practiced sword since he was a child, but he is not as good as you just touched the sword!"

At this time, Mo Lao also came forward to sigh, and then glanced at Zhu Lao and said, "Wen Xin, can you come to Mo's house every day from tomorrow? Discuss swordsmanship with Lao Zhu!"

Zhu Lao couldn't help smiling when he heard that.

The two have been together for at least 50 years, Mr. Zhu has protected Mr. Mo for most of his life, but Mr. Mo has penetrated his temperament!

"That's natural, as long as Mr. Zhu doesn't despise me!"

Yang Wenxin laughed out loud.

Elder Zhu also scratched his head with a look of embarrassment.

"Shut down all these men in black!"

Suddenly, Yang Wenxin turned his head and said cheerfully to a Mo family kid beside him.

Immediately, a lot of people from the Mo family started to take action, and sent all of them to the firewood house not far away that had been abandoned for many years. Of course, the poison bags in the mouths of these men in black were removed before that.

Afterwards, Yang Wenxin cooked the kitchen himself, cooked a meal for the three of them and sat together, chatting from swordsmanship to business, and from business to the world.

Knowing that night fell, Qiu Yue came back.

Yang Wenxin glanced at Qiu Yue, saw that his arm had been connected, and said with a smile:

"Fortunately, it's only the left arm, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to make any achievements in swordsmanship in this life!"

When Qiu Yue heard this, his heart felt a little cold, but on the surface he said with a smile:

"Thanks for worrying, it has been connected!"

"Hmm... Be careful not to use your left arm during this time, or you will be completely useless and no one will care about you!"

Qiu Yue nodded, but there was some anger in his heart.

If it wasn't for you, my arm would be broken?

"Tell me, your conditions!"

After a few minutes of silence in the court, Qiu Yue suddenly asked Yang Wenxin who was eating and drinking.

Yang Wenxin smiled slightly and said:

"Okay, be my servant for three years!"

"You... what did you say?"

Qiu Yue was furious, "I am the third younger brother of the head of the Qiu family in Jiangbei, you are insulting me!"

Yang Wenxin sneered: "Insulting you or killing you, which one do you prefer?"

Qiu Yue was at a loss for words, he didn't like any of them!

But it seems that life is more important.

"And it seems that you made me a slave back then, and I just made you a human!"

Suddenly, Yang Wenxin put down the wine glass in his hand, and said to Qiu Yue with a smile.

Hearing this, Qiu Yue couldn't help trembling. Yang Wenxin's smile was so weird that he even had the illusion that if he couldn't keep up with this kid, something serious would happen.

However, he was also sure that if he rejected Yang Wenxin's proposal today, his life would be like his arm.

"Okay, I agree!"

After a long while of inner struggle, Qiu Yue finally nodded and agreed that he might not be free in the next three years.

"Okay, just to ask you the first thing!"

Yang Wenxin nodded slightly, "Who is Qiu Zhuang?"

"He is the child of my fourth brother!"

Qiu Yue did not hesitate at this time.

"Then why did you end up in an orphanage?"

After Yang Wenxin's second question came out, Qiu Yue was stunned, but quickly lowered his head and said:
"My fourth brother broke the family rules and was kicked out of the house. We don't know what happened afterwards!"

"Since they have already been kicked out, why are you still looking for them now?"

Yang Wenxin patted the table with a cold expression on his face.

Just now, Yang Wenxin received a message from Zhao Tianhong, saying that Qiu Zhuang has been depressed since he met that person that day, and he even ate less food.

Zhao Tianhong wants to invite Yang Wenxin to see a doctor for the child.

"I... all the young people in our Qiu family were intercepted!"

As soon as Qiu Yue said this, Yang Wenxin, who was still a little upset, was suddenly puzzled. Although he didn't have much contact with the Qiu family, he could guess that the Qiu family was definitely a martial arts family.

Such a family can't even protect their young children?How strong are their opponents?

"So you just want to take Qiuzhuang back for training?"