Chapter 60 The First Emperor's East Tour

Fu Nian and the other two took the pill from Xuan Tianji's hand and took it. Immediately, they felt a lot of vitality appearing in their bodies, nourishing their injured parts. After a while, the injured parts of the three people became better at a speed visible to the naked eye. They had a sense that after taking this pill, their internal energy cultivation seemed to have increased a lot.

Fu Nian stood up, bowed, and said, "Master Xuan is good at making good fortune, Fu Nian admires it!"

"It's okay!" Xuan Tianji said with a smile. "I still want to see the sword technique of the "Three Masters of Qi and Lu"!"

Li Si stood up and said, "Now the sword contest begins. This sword contest determines the winner and lose in three games, and the number of players playing in each game is unlimited. If one side takes the initiative to admit defeat, the game will stop immediately. Mr. Fu Nian, is this possible?"

"Everything is best based on the meaning of the young master!" Fu Nian bowed his hand and said.

"Today we are just talking about the Tao with swords, and we should stop until we reach the point, and don't hurt the gentleman's manners!" Fusu reminded.

"The first game begins!" Li Siyan said.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became awe-inspiring. Zhang Liang's eyes froze and his brain began to quickly calculate.

"The Empire is prepared this time, and there are many candidates to fight. In the Xiaoshengxian Village, only two senior brothers and I can fight. Gongsun Linglong failed the last battle, and Fusu will not use her again. Chu Nan Gong is old and has helped me many times, so there is no need to worry. Zhao Gao is the leader of the net, and it is said that his cultivation is unfathomable, but as the CRRC Mansion Order, he is a powerful and powerful empire, and with the Six Sword Slaves present, he will definitely not appear. So they are the ones who leave this time!" Zhang Liang's eyes were on Shengqi and Six Sword Slaves, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Shengqi fought with Wei Zhuang without any disadvantage, and his strength was close to the two swords of Guigu; the six sword slaves were valued by Zhao Gao, and each held famous swords. Each of them was a famous swordsman before joining Luowang. However, Tianzong Xiaomeng has always been in seclusion and practiced in seclusion, but this time she was invited by Fusu, and she would not be on the wall. Besides, she was at a disadvantage in the battle with Xuan Tianji, so she was afraid that this time would become more and more fierce! In this way, the best way is to take the initiative to choose an opponent!"

These thoughts were only completed in a flash, which was evident in Zhang Liang's plan. He stood up, walked to the field, and said softly: "Confucian Zhang Liang, please give me advice!"

Chu Man thought to himself, "This competition, the situation is obviously unfavorable to Confucianism. I wonder how you should deal with it?"

Zhang Liangyan said, "Zifang has a promiscuous request, I hope the young master will agree!"

"But it's okay?" Fusu didn't refuse. He came this time to pay equal attention to kindness and power and subdue Confucianism, so he was naturally very patient.

"It's like meeting an ancient sword, I really see a gentleman. Zifang wants to ask these brothers who are in charge of the Eight Swords of Yue."

"Six Sword Slave?" Fusu asked.

"What do you think?" Zhao Gao said.

The six people looked at each other, and the gods walked out. He drew out his sword and said proudly: "Go on!"

Zhang Liang shook his head and said slowly: "Since the purpose of this sword competition is to use sword to discuss the truth, we must ask for advice." He paused and said: "This sword is called Lingxu, with a green leather scabbard, which is natural, inlaid with eighteen North Sea blood-blooded hearts. The sword body is beautifully repaired and dazzling, and cannot be looked at. Thanks to the comments of Feng Huzi, a famous prime minister of Chu State, Feng Huzi: The valley is in the wind, Yi Shi Lingxu. It is located in the sword book and ranks tenth."

"Wow, Mr. Zhang San's sword is really amazing. It's so suitable for him to use this sword!" Gongsun Linglong said exaggeratedly as if he was infatuated.

"Ranking tenth, it's amazing, let's do it!" A trace of anger flashed in Luan Shen's eyes. He really couldn't stand Zhang Liang's behavior. He was so verbally nagging. If only the two of them were them, he would have slashed him with a sword and let Zhang Liang talk to the ghost in hell!

"Brother Luan Shen, since it's a sword discussion, can you introduce your sword?" Zhang Liang said slowly.

"What?" Lun Shen was furious. But there was Zhao Gao and Prince Fusu here, so he couldn't be too presumptuous.

Xuan Tianji looked at Zhang Liang chatting and felt a little moved. Although the two performed differently, they were ultimately due to their lack of strength. Zhang Liang had weak martial arts skills and could only deal with his opponents with wisdom. Although the Luan Shen had good martial arts skills, he was insignificant compared to the Qin Empire and could only obey the empire, so that someone could use various rules to bind him. It was really sad!

Thinking of this, his mind was clear and clearer. He became more and more clear about the path he was going to take. Only by constantly becoming stronger can he have the ability to protect what he cherishes, he has freedom and freedom.

Looking at the scene again, Zhang Liang asked for a fight of six, but was instantly subdued. If Fusu hadn't called "Stop", he would have been afraid Zhang Liang would have been bleeding long ago.

Xuan Tianji nodded and knew Zhang Liang's thoughts well. He used his power to consume six opponents' support, paving the way for the second and third games.

Zhang Liang could only hear regretful: "It seems that if you fight desperately, I am no match for you!"

"Junior, your verbal power is not small, no less than a sharp weapon!" Fusu said. "In this game, you will be considered a draw."

Everyone's faces were shocked and they expressed confusion about Fusu's judgment. However, Zhao Gao said, "Yes, the Six Sword Slave retreated!"

The Lun God withdrew his sword and snorted coldly: "This time it's the young master here. Do you still have a chance next time?"

Zhang Liang smiled and said to Fusu: "The skills of Zifang are not as good as others. It depends on the kindness and compassion of the young master. The kingly style, Zifang worships you!"

Fusu looked at Li Si. Li Si and stood up, saying, "The last time the sword contest in Zifang gave us a glimpse of the Confucianism, I hope we can see some real skills this time!"

After speaking, he took seven steps into the field. He swept to the Confucian sequence and said, "Who is fighting!"

Yan Lu, the second Confucian leader, stood up and said, "I will come to this battle."

Shengqi looked at Yan Lu with empty hands and asked in a deep voice: "Don't you use weapons?"

Yan Lu pointed to the hilt of the sword in his hand and said, "This is the weapon you are under, please advise!"

Shengqi was in a angrily anger and shouted, "What are you playing again?" He swung Juque and smashed Yan Lu hard, sweeping the scene with a strong momentum.

Yan Lu was calm and composed. When he saw a move, any momentum disappeared in front of him. The two fought back and forth hundreds of moves, no matter how they won or lost.

Shengqi had never discovered that fighting with people could be so boring. The opponent's attack and defense were like a ball of cotton, leaving his attacks without any place to focus. After fighting for a long time, he could not break through the opponent's defense.

Shengqi gradually became violent. In his hands, Juque's dominance was fully displayed, and every blow could open up mountains and gravel. Even if it was touched with a trace of strength, people might have broken their muscles and bones.

But under such a violent attack, Yan Lu was still calm. There seemed to be nothing in this world that could move him.

Xuan Tianji also praised Yan Lu. Such a mind is indeed rare, and the Confucian method of sitting and forgetting the mind is of some significance.

The battle lasted for another half an hour, and finally won the seventh.

Fusu was about to speak, but he saw a member of the secret guards coming hurriedly. He could only hear the man say, "Young Master, Xianyang is urgently reporting!"

“Support it!”

"promise!"

Fusu opened the scroll and his face suddenly turned solemn, and he saw the words "I will go east to visit the Sanghai."

He stood up and said, "Mr. Funian, there is something important to Fusutu. Let's leave first. I hope Mr. Funian will not be surprised!"

Fu Nian bowed and said, "Young Master is serious. You are busy with all your time. It is a great favor to be able to come to my little sage village. How dare Fu Nian ask for it?"

Everyone followed Fusu out of the Little Saint Sage Village. Fusu said, "Mr. Funian, let's part with you!"

"Fu Niangong sends you to the young master!"

"Please don't let me down when I'm entrusted!" Fusu reminded him at last, then got on the carriage and left slowly.

"Don't dare!"

Looking at the carriage away, Fu Nian was in a heavy mood and said quietly: "The Little Saint Sage Village is already a matter of trouble!" Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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