The Swordsman Mission from Daxia is not without great momentum. Even as far back as Daxia, it has already stirred up the Great Shang and made a fuss. The Great Xia Swordsman Mission entering the territory of DaShang is not lonely on its way.

Along the way, martial arts figures from both the black and white circles of Dashang and Shang came to compete in martial arts, and both sides also won and lost. However, both sides understood the truth. These small fights can only be regarded as appetizers, and the real feast is yet to come.

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The actual number of the swordsman delegation from Daxia is 157 people, and most of these more than 100 people are followers. There are only ten people in the world who can really be called swordsmen of Daxia.

One, nearly half of the retinues are from the tiger and wolf guard of King Na Shiyu of the Eastern Academy of the Great Xia Kingdom. The Great King of the Eastern Academy of the Great Xia, Na Shiyu, is the younger brother of Mo Di Shanyu. His status in the Great Xia Kingdom is second only to his elder brother.

Mo Di Shanyu.

Daxia's Swordsman Mission said it was going to Beijing, but it stopped in Zhuoshui County, which was four hundred miles away from Yong'an, the capital. After waiting for more than ten days, there was still no next move, as if they were waiting for someone.

Zhuoshui County is the most important town on Hedong Road. It is four hundred miles west of Yong'an. It is a famous strategic location. It was once the capital of the Later Sui Dynasty. It borders Yong'an City to the east and looks to the west of Guan Nei and Longting Road. Zhuoshui County is located on the east side of Hedong Province.

The barrier, the gateway to the north, strangles the choke points that lead from east to west, south to north, and is a battleground for military strategists of all ages.

Zhuoshui County is surrounded by a river. The city wall is tall and has a circumference of thirty miles. There are many merchants in the city, there are many shops, and the houses are lined up row upon row. It is a prosperous scene. It is almost noon, and there is an inconspicuous small restaurant called Wangyueju on Zhuoshuibei Street. The door

A shabby green cloth wine cover hangs on the outside pole, with the word "wine" in black seal on it. Judging from the dilapidation of the wine cover, this small restaurant must be quite old.

At the counter on the first floor, the shopkeeper was holding an abacus with his head down. An old black cat was lying on the counter and taking a nap. It purred from time to time, which made people laugh. The two middlemen in the store were busy working on the first floor.

There were five tables of customers, all of them regular customers, and only three tables of customers on the second floor, all of whom were strangers. On the innermost table of the second floor, there was a handsome young scholar sitting. The scholar and a boy ordered two side dishes.

A bottle of wine, sit there and chew slowly.

There were two people drinking by the window. A thin middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance, and the person sitting at the table with him was a handsome young man. The two ordered two pots of rice wine and four side dishes, and they ate slowly for more than an hour without finishing.

over.

The tall waiter named Qin felt a little unhappy and muttered in a low voice, "I've never seen such a man. Two jugs of wine and four dishes can last for two hours! Are you planning to eat from morning to dusk?

?" The waiter surnamed Qin had just finished mumbling, and it seemed that the handsome young man heard it and turned his head to glance at him, but said nothing. The waiter surnamed Qin knew that he had made a mistake and went downstairs.

The guests at another table more than a foot away from the two of them were three wealthy people. They ordered three jars of wine, five kilograms of soy sauce beef, fish and shrimp, and five or six seasonal side dishes. The three of them exchanged glasses.

It was a pleasure to talk loudly and enjoy the meal. The wealthy man wearing a black martial arts uniform with a wild goose feather sword in front of him said angrily: "Many people are very powerful, but they have only false reputations! Just like the great angry monk, who claims to have no rival in the Wucheng realm.

But what about reality? Is fame useless?"

The thin man in purple robe with a sword next to him disagreed, "Old Xu, what you said makes no sense! If you and the angry monk are to fight, do you have half a chance of winning? Tang Jiusheng, who can make him run away, is a majestic Ming.

The Dragon Sword Master! He is a rising star in the martial arts world. Even Zhu Tianba, the Four Great Demon Lords, asked him to do it.

After taking care of it, it’s not surprising that the great monk lost! I believe that Tang Jiusheng can defeat half of these guys from Daxia alone!"

The big man in black sitting next to him who was just drinking and had a savage look on his face shook his head, "Gu Laoer, you are so worthless. Tang Jiusheng is just a young man. No matter how good his martial arts is, what can you do? If you have the talent, I, Cheng Xiaohan, will

Accompany you, let's go outside the city and compete with some swordsman mission from Daxia? Do you have the courage to go?"

Lao Xu, who wielded the Yanling knife, sneered: "Those Daxia people have been squatting outside the city for eleven or two days, just refusing to leave. They obviously want to understand the topography of Zhuoshui so that they can conquer the plains when they go south.

Arrived in Yongan!"

Gu Laoer, a thin man in purple robe, took a sip of Liuyeqing wine and said disdainfully: "Old Xu, you are talking nonsense! The cavalry of Daxia are the worst at attacking fortifications. The terrain of Zhuoshui is steep, the city is high and the pond is deep.

When the barbarians of Daxia saw such a fortified city, they couldn't gnaw at it, couldn't get around it, and their hair turned gray! Since ancient times, Zhuoshui has been called the barrier to the east of the river and the gateway to the north. You think this is a joke.

of?"

Old Xu snorted coldly, "In the spring, wasn't Songbei County on Longting Road broken by the Great Xia cavalry? Songbei County Governor Lu Songling, Captain Du Rutao and 2,000 defenders were all killed in battle, and Songbei County was plundered.

, it’s only been less than three months and you’ve forgotten about this? People in Daxia were not good at attacking cities before, but they couldn’t stop a few scoundrels from the Great Shang Kingdom to join them and give them advice!”

Cheng Xiaohan, whose face was full of flesh, picked up a piece of braised carp meat and dipped it into the soup on the plate. He ate it happily and said with a smile: "The Swordsman Mission of Daxia is like this piece of fish meat. My surname is Cheng.

Swallow it!"

The young scholar who was drinking at the table at the end suddenly sneered: "There are thorns on the fish, be careful to pierce your throat!" Cheng Xiaohan's face trembled, he put down his chopsticks, turned back to look at the young scholar, and said with an angry face: "Boy, you

What the fuck is wrong? How dare you make fun of you, Uncle Cheng!" He was about to get up and take action.

The young scholar looked disapproving and did not take Cheng Xiaohan seriously. He picked up the cyan folding fan on the table and shook it. Gu Laoer had done some research on calligraphy and painting. At a glance, he saw that the peach blossom lady was painted on the cyan folding fan, and the signature was

If the name of He Wenruo, a famous scholar from the previous dynasty, was authentic, this fan alone would be worth thousands of gold. Looking at the scholar's imposing manner and the little book boy sitting next to him while eating, he must have come from a good family and was either rich or noble.

Gu Laoer stretched out his hand to hold down Cheng Xiaohan, who was about to get up and hit someone, and persuaded: "Brother Cheng, we are here to drink, don't be like a scholar, for a person like this who has no power to restrain a chicken, even if you win,

If you win without using force, Tongshui Divine Fist beats a scholar who doesn't know how to use force. If word spreads, can you afford to humiliate this person?"

Cheng Xiaohan walked down the steps and his anger subsided a little. He sat down and drank the bowl of wine that Gu Laoer had offered him. Unexpectedly, the scholar patted the shoulder of the little book boy next to him with his fan and sneered loudly: "Yi Ning,

Let me tell you, some people are just shameless! They only know a little bit of Three-legged Cat Kung Fu, but they dare to call themselves magic fists and sword masters. If they really start a fight with the masters of Daxia, they will be nothing more than losers.

The loser!"

The three people at the table all changed their colors. Cheng Xiaohan is known as Tongshui Divine Fist and has a third-level martial arts level. Gu Laoer is nicknamed Luye Sword Master and is also a solid third-level martial artist. Only Xu, who uses the Yanling Sword, has weaker martial arts and is also a fourth-level martial artist.

Cheng Xiaohan sneered at Gu Laoer and said, "Did you hear that, brother! This thing is just here to cause trouble, why should his mother wear the same clothes as those Daxia people?"

Pants!"

As soon as Cheng Xiaohan stood up, he suddenly felt numbness in his legs. It turned out that a chopstick flew towards him and pierced his calf bone. The chopstick did not stop and penetrated the wall behind him to a depth of three inches. Cheng Xiaohan couldn't help but feel miserable.

He yelled, "Ah!" He sat down on the floor, hugged his injured calf and howled. Gu Laoer and Lao Xu were both shocked. Lao Xu hurriedly took out the golden medicine from his arms and applied it to Cheng Xiaohan.

The wound on the leg.

Gu Laoer stood up with his sword drawn, glared at the scholar, and asked sternly: "Boy, why did you stab someone in the dark?"

The scholar laughed and said: "Oh, you Gu Laoer is the majestic Luye Sword Master. You have a sword in your hand, but you really scare me to death! What, you want to fight?" As the scholar spoke, he put the chopstick holder on the table.

All the chopsticks in the bag fell on the table. He picked up two chopsticks and waved his hand. The two chopsticks came straight to Gu Lao Er's throat with a strong wind. Gu Lao Er had been immersed in kendo for many years, so he was naturally unambiguous.

, with a flick of the sword in his hand, he cut off a chopstick.

Unexpectedly, the other chopsticks stopped strangely in mid-air. Gu Lao Er had already predicted the flight path of the chopsticks in advance, and cut a hole with his sword. Gu Lao Er was startled, but the chopsticks that were still in mid-air were actually missing.

Suddenly accelerating, lightning came, and it was already too late for Gu Lao Er to think of his sword again. Gu Lao Er felt cold in his heart, it's over!

At the critical moment, a chopstick flew from the window, and it hit the chopstick that was about to penetrate Gu Laoer's throat. The two chopsticks collided, and the air force exploded, and Gu Laoer was shocked.

He stumbled, looking disgraced and embarrassed. The young man sitting by the window, drinking rice wine, asked in a deep voice: "Friend, we are strangers to each other, you are too cruel, aren't you?"

The young scholar looked at the young man with a look of resentment, "Boy, who are you? You dare to meddle in your young master's business?"

The boy who drank rice wine did not answer. The thin middle-aged man who was eating at the same table with him looked at the scholar and asked casually: "Young man, judging from your chopstick throwing technique and the flow of Qi, you are a member of the Toad Sect, the national treasure of Daxia."

Right? If you have such a method at such a young age, you must have obtained the true inheritance. Who are you, Yelu Chunlei, the leader of Baochan Sect?"

The scholar slammed the table with his hand and said angrily: "I want you to take care of it!" The scholar suddenly raised his hand, and murderous intent filled the air on the second floor. A large number of chopsticks flew over and thrust into the two people who were drinking by the window.

The two of them were about to become dead souls under the chopsticks. Lao Xu and Gu Laoer who were watching screamed in surprise. The thin man and the young man were not aware of it. The two of them bumped their cups with smiles on their faces, and each filled their cups.

Drink all the rice wine in one gulp.

The chopsticks arrived in front of the two of them in the blink of an eye, but stopped in the air. Both Gu Laoer and Lao Xu had seen the scholar's methods, and thought that this boy was going to play the same violent murderous trick as before.

The two people stared at the chopsticks nervously, but the chopsticks paused in the air for a moment, and then landed quietly on the table, and the murderous intention was eliminated.

The young scholar was furious, stood up, closed his fan with a snap, and asked viciously: "Who are you two?" The thin man didn't even raise his head, picked up a piece of fat meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

His mouth was full of oil, and after a long while, the man said: "I think my name is Luo Fengyang, and his name is Tang Jiusheng! By the way, ask Yelu Chunlei to clean your butt when you go back, and I will fuck him in the afternoon!"
Chapter completed!