On the clear water of Zhanghe River, in the middle of a painting boat.

The attic of the Huafang, which was supposed to be peaceful with singing and dancing and the music of music and instruments, was now full of noise.

And on the high platform of the flower pavilion, there seemed to be a graceful figure in the gauze curtain, sitting quietly and watching.

I saw several wolf-like attendants, holding swords and swords, surrounding a rich young man who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had an exquisite long sword at his waist.

This young man is about in his early twenties. He has a mean face, thin eyebrows and cold eyes. He is slowly beating the folding fan in his hand. He looks like an aloof and aloof young man from aristocratic family. He looks arrogant. However, it can be seen from his pale complexion that

He must be a dandy boy who is sensual and sensual, and is hollowed out by wine and sex.

Opposite this rich young man were Zhao Xuan, Xu Hengxuan and others who were fighting each other without giving in.

Obviously, there was a verbal conflict between the two parties.

It turned out that Xiaofan and others were sitting in the attic of the painting boat, listening to the sweet music of the piano in the flower pavilion, and chatting happily. After all, they had not been out for a long time, and had never boarded the painting boat. Not to mention the birth of generals like Xu Hengxuan.

, who only knows how to fight with each other, even Zhao Xuan, as a prince, has never been to the Painted Boat or the Red Mansion due to his status.

It was the first time for everyone to see a new daughter-in-law, and everything they saw was new, and it was a pleasure to point at. But this behavior that they had never seen in the world immediately annoyed a wealthy young man across from him who believed in his status.

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When the rich man saw these vulgar people wandering around in front of his eyes, he suddenly felt that he had lost his dignity and disturbed the elegant atmosphere of the place.

He then sneered at Zhao Xuan and others for being country folk.

What is Zhao Xuan's status? He is young and vigorous, how can he be humiliated like this, so they started to argue.

At this moment, Zhao Xuan was furious and shouted: "How brave! Who are you? How dare you be so rude!"

Opposite, the rich man was guarding him, and when he saw Zhao Xuan and others wearing plain clothes and long robes, or wearing shorts and shorts, he thought to himself, how could he be afraid of a few vulgar country men?

Suddenly, he said coldly and disdainfully: "I'm not afraid to tell you common people that I am the eldest son of Quzhong Fucheng, and so is Hao Jian. How dare you pretend to be in front of me? You simply don't know how to live or die!"

"Okay, bitch?" Xiao Fan suddenly snorted, pointed at Mr. Hao and chuckled: "Did your father have a premonition that you would be bitchy in the future when you were born, so he gave you this name?

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When Mr. Hao saw that a little girl dared to laugh at him, he immediately became angry: "How can this be unreasonable? Come on!"

As he spoke, he gave orders to those around him and pointed the folding fan in his hand at Xiaofan and others: "Blow them all out to me, blast them out! Throw them into the Zhang River to feed the fish~"

"Promise~!" The guards on both sides immediately shouted in agreement, showing ferocious looks, and were about to step forward to take action.

But at this moment, Xu Hengxuan took half a step forward and glanced at the evil slaves with frowning eyebrows: "Who dares to step forward? You will be splashed with blood after five steps!"

In an instant, the long sword in his hand had reached half a foot, a cold light flashed, and the killing force suddenly arose.

The few guards are strong-backed men. They usually follow their own master, bullying men and women, and they have seen blood on their hands.

But when they looked into the eyes of the sword-wielding young man in front of them, they always felt that his eyes were as cold as swords, and his whole body was filled with a strong bloody aura!

Suddenly, one of the guards saw Xu Hengxuan's murderous aura that seemed to be breathtaking, and the way he pressed his sword was as if he was ready to attack. He suddenly woke up, hurriedly stepped back, and whispered in his son's ear.

: "Young Master...this is a tough challenge. I have been on the battlefield and seen life and death..."

Obviously, this guard has good eyesight and must have had a military career.

Seeing this, Mr. Hao frowned as if he was displeased: "I asked them to feed the fish, didn't you hear?"

Upon hearing this, the guard glanced at Xu Hengxuan's group and saw that except for the young man who drew the sword, everyone else seemed to be ordinary. They were probably not as powerful as the vicious dog with its teeth bared.

So he was heartbroken, gritted his teeth and saluted, "I obey my orders!"

As he said that, he came to a group of guards, holding a knife and shouting in a deep voice: "Young Master has an order, take it down!"

As soon as this sound came out, the onlookers and tourists knew that a fight was about to start, and they immediately fled in a panic, fearing that they would get angry and be hurt by the fish in the pond.

Among this seemingly panicked crowd, under the high platform of the Flower Pavilion, there were several men dressed as servants with cold expressions and cold eyes flashing. Their right hands slowly reached behind their backs, appearing to behave strangely.

At this moment, Xu Hengxuan had already drawn his sword in his hand, and spat with a cold light: "Never thought that Southern Zhao, where the literary style was at its peak, would also have bullies and rude people? Just come and attack. I will respond with my sword."

The captain of the guard was quite shrewd. When he heard Xu Hengxuan's sarcastic remarks, he froze on the spot and said in surprise: "Are you from Yan!?"

"Yan people?!" "They are actually Yan barbarians!"

Suddenly there were exclamations all around.

At this time, Mr. Hao reacted belatedly, and he was overjoyed: "Okay~ It turns out to be a spy from the Yan State! This is really a gift from God, please let me capture it quickly."

As soon as the guards heard that the young master had confirmed that these people were spies of the Yan State, their enthusiasm surged and they rushed towards him like wolves and tigers with swords raised.

Obviously, regardless of whether these people are spies of the Yan State or not, if the master says so, then that is it. When they are sent to prison and served well, they must be so! And those of them who capture the enemy's spies

Man, how can the young master not reward me?

As a monk, Xu Hengxuan would not easily expose his identity to the common people. However, even if he did not use his spiritual power, he would be able to defeat these weak soldiers and crab generals with ease.

I saw him charging in with a sword in one hand. Although the sword moves were made from the Nine Transformations of Dragon and Snake taught by Luo Yu, they were a little less elegant and more open and closed. After all, he had developed a good temperament in his past military career.

He has the habit of being quick, accurate, and ruthless, and can cut through vital parts with a single blow.

Although these guards are tall and majestic, their meager martial arts skills are enough to bully and bully the common people. They are just ordinary things. But how can they be defeated by generals like Xu Hengxuan?

Not long after, the four guards all had their wrists wounded, and retreated in fear and with blood dripping from their faces.

Only the older guard captain, who had served as a centurion in the Zhao army and had seen battle formations, had solid skills. He could barely resist Xu Hengxuan, who had not tried his best.

But even so, he was still in danger, and he saw constant screams of surprise around him. The rich young man, who had been aloof and arrogant at the beginning, now showed a look of fear.

Others don't know, but he knows.

My own captain of the guard was a centurion whom my father hired from the elite of the Zhao army at a cost of five hundred taels of silver.

Centurion, that's a general with a hundred men. Not to mention one against a hundred, even a dozen people can't get into him!

I saw that the captain of the guard became more and more frightened as he fought. He had been in the army for more than ten years and had seen many battles. How had he ever seen such a powerful opponent? Even those captains and generals of the Yan Kingdom, he could

He fought for more than ten rounds in his hands. Regardless of whether he could win, it was more than enough to save his life.

But looking at this young boy, he is probably in his early twenties. His swordsmanship is fast, accurate and ruthless. He is also extremely cunning and sharp. He seems to have the skills of Beiyan Xu Jiajun's sword! The key is that he can clearly feel it.

It turns out that this terrifying boy has not used his full strength at all. It is estimated that even half of his strength has not been used.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened the captain of the guard became, to the point where his back felt cold and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

And Xiaofan and others behind Xu Hengxuan couldn't help but cheer and cheer, as if they were watching a good show, just to avoid chaos in the world.

Dang~

The captain of the guard tried his best to cross the sword, and narrowly managed to hold the sword that was pointing straight in front of him again!

He looked at the boy in front of him, whose face was as heavy as water, without any emotion, gritted his teeth and said in deep thought: "Are you the general of the Xu family army of Beiyan?"

Obviously, Xu Hengxuan's calmness in the fight, as well as his moves that looked like swords but not swords, and looked like knives but not knives, were very similar to Xu Jiajun's sword fighting formations. This made him feel in a daze, as if he had returned to that place again.

Amidst thousands of troops and horses galloping, there is a sense of powerlessness trapped in a sea of ​​swords, guns, swords and halberds.

It is true to say that the Northern Yan army is powerful, but the strongest army is undoubtedly not the Xu family army.

The Xu family's army consists of light cavalry and swordsmen, with an army of ten thousand people. With ten thousand cavalry and swordsmen in a battle formation, they can sweep away a hundred thousand elite soldiers, making them invincible in the world on the plains.

Because the Xu family is located in Shazhou, their officers and soldiers all use slender horizontal knives as weapons and wear dark red leather armor. Each of them hangs three crescent hand halberds for throwing. They have seven feet wrapped around their necks.

A blood-red gauze scarf covers his nose to protect him from the wind and sand. He sits astride a maroon horse, galloping like a strong wind, coming and going without a trace.

Because of his army, before he could see him, he first heard the sound of horns that sounded like howling wolves, and then wherever he passed, it was like a pack of wolves passing through, invincible and powerful in all directions.

Therefore, Xu Jiajun is also known as Yanyun Langqi.

Since Yan had Xu Jiajun, it has almost maintained a suppressive attitude towards Zhao. But... Xu Jiajun was too powerful, so powerful that the king was jealous and jealous, and eventually perished...

The captain of the guard at this time had obviously seen the Xu family's army galloping on the battlefield, and even fought against it, otherwise he would not have recognized the shadow of the Xu family's swordsmanship in Xu Hengxuan's swordsmanship!

Until this moment, Xu Hengxuan had been dealing with the sword with one hand. He pressed the long sword with one arm and made a harsh sound of gold and iron. He stared at the guard captain and said: "Anyone who can survive under the iron hoof of my Xu family army will be a sharp soldier."

Two words! But it’s a pity..."

"What's the pity?" the guard captain asked through gritted teeth.

Xu Hengxuan said contemptuously: "It's a pity that you followed the wrong master, and your great martial arts skills were sold to a playboy, and you became a warrior of Zhao in vain." "You...!" The guard captain was naturally ashamed and angry, but he didn't wait for him to speak.

Xu Hengxuan was seen pressing down hard with one arm, and at the same time shouted: "Open!"

In an instant, the captain of the guard felt an irresistible force coming from the blades he held in his hands!

Immediately, in the flash of lightning and flint, the long knife in his hand suddenly broke.

Watching the opponent's one-armed sword power, the long sword made of fine iron in his hand was broken so easily!

The long sword was hanging in front of the door, and it was so cold that he was stunned on the spot.

The onlookers all around took a breath of cold air, and even vague sounds of surprise came from behind the curtain on the high platform of the flower pavilion.

But just when everyone was shocked that the sword-wielding young man could crush a steel knife with one arm, suddenly, there were screams of surprise again!

I saw several servants who had behaved strangely before, drawing their daggers from their backs, and at the same time throwing out several cold darts at Zhao Xuan who looked back in astonishment.

This dart has a faint green light flashing on its head, which is obviously highly poisonous!

At this moment, due to the limited space in the attic, several people were attracted to the fight between Xu Hengxuan and the guard chief, and they were caught off guard.

This sudden turn of events, not to mention that Xu Hengxuan who was already out of the battle was unable to come back for reinforcements, even Xiaofan and others who were the closest ones, never expected it!
To be continued...