Chapter 268: The Fifteenth Wu Jue List, Sword Master Lingxi
Using his true energy to push the boat back, Cheng Yi turned around and stepped out, attacking the master who controlled the water droplets.
One after another palm prints hit the water curtain in front of Shangguan Qingfeng, causing ripples, just like stones falling into the lake. There was no response except a sound.
"I just said that you are more suitable to be a strategist. Your martial arts talent is not very good. Your current cultivation level is all because of a good master. Your attacks are full of flaws."
As he said that, Shangguan Qingfeng stretched his right hand in front of the water curtain in front of him, flicked his finger, and a water droplet flew out. For him, the master of Lingxi Sword, it was just a matter of moving his finger.
But in the eyes of others, this bomb has changed the taste!
It was no longer just a drop of water, but a sword! A sword made of water!
The short sword seemed to weigh as much as a thousand pounds. It flew into the air. It was such a simple sword without any flutter. It felt like it was being suppressed by the breath coming towards the face, and it was so breathless. On the water sword,
The aura locked him, and there was no way to escape!
The water sword is getting more and more formed and stronger. In the blink of an eye, it has already reached the front door!
Water moistens all things, but is invisible to the touch. At this moment, it subverts ordinary people's cognition. Just a few drops of water can explode with such powerful power and speed.
Thunder God Palm is Cheng Yi's strongest martial art. He is not good at it. If Xia Xuanyuan hadn't forced him to help him, he wouldn't even be able to hear the Dao. With just one move, he was defeated!
Just as he was waiting to die, suddenly, a wall of water blocked the sword.
The water sword collided with the water wall, and in an instant, sword energy filled the sky. Even the fluttering snowflakes disappeared in the blink of an eye. It was unknown whether they were evaporated or broken into air.
The surface of the lake also seems to be scarred with sword wounds, and only the gentle breeze can heal the wounds.
The power of this sword is so terrifying, the sword energy contained in this drop of water reaches across the lake!
Doing it casually, Feng Yu seemed to see the master of this world!
Is this the strength of the fifteenth in the world?
On this lake, only two small boats were spared. Even though the wall of water blocked 90% of the damage, Cheng Yi was blown away by the burst of zhenqi.
Feng Yu saw Lao Cheng flying backwards and immediately jumped forward to catch it. But at the moment he took over, he could still feel a force still shaking him, and he almost didn't get hit back.
It wasn't until the two of them returned to the boat that they stood firm before Feng Yu joined hands with his fists and saluted Shangguan Qingfeng.
"Thank you, senior, for not killing me."
"You are Xia Xuanyuan's son. If I don't kill him, I'm waiting for you. Do you understand?"
"Senior, do you know my father?"
"The first time we met forty years ago was at my sword tomb. At that time, he was only a teenager and he was enviable. I knew that I was not as good as him. Thirty years ago, when we met again, I was already the sword master.
He is only as old as you are now. After the fight, the outcome was inconclusive, and we will never see each other again. I am already old, and my soul will return to the dust sooner or later. I just want to see his unparalleled swordsmanship again in this life. Take a look.
Is there still a chance to win by half a trick?"
"So, you are looking for me?"
"No, I just heard it accidentally a few days ago. When I saw it today, I felt a little regretful. You are not as good as your father."
Feng Yu frowned. The matter in Jinling City has only been going on for half a month. This person actually knows his identity and route. There is no one behind him.
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It's so easy to just listen.
What made him even more unhappy was that this man was his father's rival, but now he was embarrassed!
He had never seen that face without even the slightest impression in his mind, but somehow Feng Yu just didn't want people to ignore his father.
"It is true that compared to you, senior, I am very weak, but if my father was still here, I don't think senior would be ranked fifteenth on the world's martial arts rankings."
That somewhat old-fashioned voice finally had more emotion, "How do you say this?"
"Because, I don't believe that my father will lose to you! Your ranking will only be lower!"
"How dare you!"
The young man holding the fish basket widened his eyes angrily, pointed his finger at Feng Yu and cursed angrily. In his heart, the sword master was invincible, and no one could ruin his reputation, which was more important than his life!
Shangguan Qingfeng took back his bamboo pole and fishing line, his face was calm, and his aura was much more nurturing than the young people around him.
He nodded, "What you said makes sense, Xia Xuanyuan. He is the most outstanding swordsman genius I have ever seen in my life. No one can compare with him. Even the Sword Master Feng Ao is slightly behind. With him.
Now, who among sword cultivators wouldn’t bend down? It’s a pity that he had to be involved in the struggle of the imperial court and ended up buried in a foreign country!”
Hearing this, Feng Yu didn't expect that this famous being on the martial arts list would speak so highly of his father.
"I beg your pardon for my juniors who disagree with this statement. How can we call home without a country? How can there be peace in the world without laws? How can we, martial arts monks, only think about ourselves and ignore the safety of the world."
Shangguan Qingfeng finally looked at him, and there was a little difference in his originally disdainful eyes.
"As expected of his son, even his thoughts are so similar. Maybe, everyone has their own understanding of kendo. My kendo is as good as water, without desires or desires. You can't convince me. That's it for today.
Goodbye."
"Senior, I hold my noble hand high and accept the concession. My name is Yan Wuming. If there is a chance, in the future, I, the junior, will personally dig the sword tomb and complete that competition."
There was a loud laugh from the boat that was turning around and going away, and then, a voice filled with genuine energy rang in my ears.
"I'm almost seventy, and I can't hold the position of Sword Master for a few more years. I'll be waiting for you in ten years!"
The sound exploded like thunder, and Feng Yu couldn't hear the direction at all. He didn't know where it came from, and it seemed that the entire Yanlai Lake was filled with his voice!
Cheng Yi and Jiang Xingwan watched the boat disappear before speaking.
"Young Master, your temperament is really similar to that of my lord!"
Jiang Xingwan was a little confused, "Why use the name Yan Wuming? Many people in the capital know that this is your pseudonym. What's the significance?"
Cheng Yi, a chess player and strategist, was shocked when he heard this. He suppressed the pain in his chest and did not dare to force his lips.
"Miss Jiang, the young master's move has a deeper meaning. Yan Wuming's pseudonym is true, but it represents the ghost sect that is about to appear. The young master is afraid that the ghost sect will stand upright in front of the world, so he deliberately made it for the capital.
watch."
Jiang Xingwan suddenly realized, "Yan Wuming is the descendant of the Sword Immortal in White. He created his own ghost sect and established himself in the world. This is good news for Qin Junjue. In addition, the imperial court is allowed to tell the past events at this time. I am afraid that General Feng Yan will
Not only will they not stop them, they will even fully support them, because they also want to dominate the world."
"This benefit is not just that. If you bring the ghost gate to the surface, it will
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Taking advantage of a secret opportunity, the young master wants to set foot in Qingzhou?"
Feng Yu walked towards the cabin, "Since Qingzhou is one of our own, we should hold it firmly in our hands. You have also seen that some people heard that the white-clothed sword immortal had a descendant, and trouble came. Time
Don’t wait for anyone.”
Cheng Yi and Jiang Xingwan also followed in, "Young Master, you have just left Jinling for only half a month. This sword tomb is not close to here. This Lingxi Sword Master, everyone who respects him calls him Mr. Nanjian. There must be someone there."
Deliberately induced.”
"It's obvious, I guess that person's goal has been achieved. No. 15 in the world, he just wants to see if I can inherit my father's mantle, and he won't kill me, but I have met Shangguan Qingfeng, so I should be considered a
Now that I have truly entered the world, I guess the person behind it is not the imperial court, and I have never even met him."
"Young Master already has someone to suspect?"
"Not yet, but there should be no malice. Let's talk about it later. This world seems to be bigger than I thought. It seems that if I don't go back to the capital, I should go and get started."
"I have been away from the world for more than 20 years, so I probably won't be able to help you much."
"Do I need help? It's not like I haven't been there before. There are no rivers and lakes in the world, but I just want to go deeper. Let's go to Tianji Tower first. The fifteenth person in the world is already out, so there probably won't be any more after that.
People."
The rivers intersected deep in the Qinling Mountains, and the three of them finally came through the snow, and spent the New Year's Eve on the boat. The three of them had a table of side dishes and a pot of rice wine, and no one cared about it. It was also good for the three of them.
Because the people who accompany me are genuine.
"Young Master, wait for me!"
Li Bian finally arrived to join them, came in the air and fell behind.
"Is it done?"
"It's done, don't worry, young master, the Chu family doesn't know."
"Then let's go. I haven't been back for a while. By the way, Sister Xingwan, where does the master rank on the martial arts list?"
Jiang Xingwan looked back at him, not wanting to say anything.
"The Great Elder was originally the number one person on the martial arts list."
Feng Yu was a little surprised, but in the blink of an eye he said, "Is it because of me?"
"No, the Great Elder was still at the top of the martial arts list after your family's incident. However, due to some personal reasons, he withdrew from the world. He no longer asked questions and only pursued freedom in the world. Since then, he has not been on the list. However,
The second elder is now on the list, ranked 20th, and is nicknamed Tianji Sword Armor."
Feng Yu couldn't hold it back and laughed loudly, "Uncle Master couldn't have chosen this nickname by himself, but it fits his character. Maybe he can really pull it off!"
"You brat, what did you say? Say it again if you can!"
A shout rose into the sky and came from the depths.
Feng Yu immediately stopped smiling. It was his uncle Feng Ming's voice. He didn't forget it. When he was gentle, he didn't speak. But when he got grumpy, he would criticize her without any mercy at all!
"Uncle Master, why did you come out of the building to greet me in person? This is so embarrassing, I really don't deserve it!"
A figure teleported, shrunk to an inch in one flash, and in another flash, it was only ten steps away from the four people, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of him.
"Don't think I didn't hear you, you were scolding me!"
"How dare I? Uncle Master, you are so heroic and handsome that no one can compare with you! Is the master in the building? I am passing by and want to see the master."