Xu Yin was sitting on the railing. He would not call his sister to serve him until night. Looking from afar, he happened to see the team that knew the family.
Xie Hui is the largest martial arts family in central Sichuan, so he must be very considerate when traveling, especially when he is entertaining Song Que, the genius of the Lingnan Song Dynasty, so he must not lose his etiquette.
As we were about to reach the entrance of Yinxiang Pavilion, suddenly a man flashed to the middle of the road, holding a long sword and pointing it at Song Que, who was walking side by side with Xie Hui.
"Song Que! Do you still remember the Zhao family in Heyang!"
A trace of doubt and thought appeared on Song Que's flawless face, and then he said: "Who are you, Zhao Wuji of the Heyang Sword Sect?"
The young man looked sad and angry and said, "It's my father! My name is Zhao Qianhe!"
Song Que said: "Are you here to help your father regain his position?"
"My father was injured by your hand and died on his bed less than three months ago. His reputation in a life of hard work was ruined because of you. We, the Zhao family, are at odds with you!"
Song Que smiled and said: "In the initial competition, Zhao Wuji's swordsmanship was mediocre, which was really disappointing. Song used the strong to bully the weak and defeated them without using force, but used the sword to show mercy and wound without killing.
I didn’t expect that this person was so narrow-minded, inferior to others in skills and unable to solve his own problem, that he actually died on the bed in anger, haha. Your martial arts skills are far inferior to those of my father, so challenging me is just asking for your own death, but you have to think carefully about it.”
Zhao Qianhe said sadly and angrily: "Song Que, I was definitely no match for you in the past, but with the guidance of an expert, I will definitely be able to defeat your Eight-Style Sword Technique! Do you dare to accept the challenge?!"
Xie Hui angrily yelled: "What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of my way quickly!"
As he said this, two of the Jie family's guards immediately ran out, and both drew their swords and struck at Zhao Qianhe.
These two guards were both Xie Hui's personal guards, and their strength was far from mediocre even in Shu. They struck with two swords, each divided up, down, left and right, forming a network of heaven and earth.
Faced with such a blow, ordinary martial arts players would have no other way to deal with it other than running away in confusion.
The young man slashed horizontally and vertically with his long sword, and the sword light in the sky instantly disappeared. The two guards actually sheathed their swords at the same time to protect each other and retreated in embarrassment.
Jie Hui's eyes were filled with surprise. He realized that the sword moves of the man in front of him didn't seem like sword moves, but they were indeed very clever. Just when he was about to drive him away in person with a sullen face, Song Que jumped off his horse.
He said: "This is sword skill, not sword skill."
Only then did Xie Hui realize why he thought the opponent's swordsmanship was so weird. It turned out that he was using a long sword to make sword moves!
Zhao Qianhe sneered and said: "It doesn't matter whether it's sword skills or sword skills, as long as it can beat you in martial arts, do you dare to challenge me?"
Song Que sneered and held the hilt of the knife with his hand, but did not look at the other person. He only looked around, but it seemed that he did not find the person he was looking for, and he was a little disappointed.
Song Que didn't find it, but Xu Yin felt that he had found it.
That person was also sitting on the third floor of Yinxiang Pavilion, but not on the guardrail side, but on the opposite side. The street view should not be visible from that position.
But there is a life-size bronze mirror in front of the third floor hall, which is very smooth. From a specific angle, you can indeed see the scene on the street through the bronze mirror.
At this time, this man looked at the bronze mirror from time to time. He was over forty years old, with a rough appearance and a tall body. He carried a thick long sword on his back, and his expression revealed indifference and domineering.
Because of his presence, no other customers dared to sit on the four or five tables and chairs around him.
He seemed to be very concerned about this challenge on the long street and how Song Que would respond.
Although Xu Yin didn't know the other party, he roughly knew who he was from his actions.
This person must be Ba Dao Yueshan. He has been the best swordsman in the world for more than ten years and is famous in the world!
Song Que has become famous recently, so he is naturally very concerned about such a unique junior.
Because people who are also practicing swordsmanship, when their martial arts level reaches a certain level, they will definitely look for masters who are also practicing swordsmanship to duel in order to sharpen their martial arts aspirations!
Back then, he stepped on the bones of his predecessors' swordsman masters in this way, so it was inevitable that the younger generations in the world would step on his bones and climb up in the same way.
Song Que had already pulled out his Narcissus Sword, which was famous in the martial arts world, and said to the young man: "Your sword skills really piqued my interest, but your biggest mistake was to abandon the sword and use a knife. You are not sincere to the sword."
, how can you defeat me with this rough knowledge of sword skills?"
As he spoke, a lightning strike struck him!
This is the first sword of Tianwen: the upper and lower parts are not shaped, so why test it!
Asking the sky and asking the heart, he slashed his sword down, and the long street was full of murderous intent. The blade pointed at the top door of Zhao Qianhe, as if it was going to be divided into two.
Zhao Qianhe was afraid, but he still used the sword moves he had learned, attacking instead of defending. This was actually a technique that would lead to death for both of them, and he slashed Song Que's throat in return.
The sword traced a similar trajectory, and Tianwen's first sword in mid-air had already cut into the edge of Zhao Qianhe's sword, completely shattering it with just one blow.
Zhao Qianhe rolled around on the ground five or six times in embarrassment before sitting down on the ground. Song Que had already returned the sword to its sheath. Without even looking at him again, he got on his tall horse and headed towards Hidden Fragrance Pavilion.
Xie Hui was silent and led his family to follow him.
Ba Dao Yueshan saw the whole process clearly, and his face became very ugly. He did not continue drinking, put down a piece of silver on the table and left in a hurry from the back door.
Xu Yin also left Yinxiang Pavilion and happened to pass by Song Que.
Although Xu Yin was very well hidden, as a top swordsman, he naturally had a unique temperament that only people like Song Que could detect.
He stared at Xu Yin's leaving back for a long time, and Xie Hui asked strangely: "Brother Song, do you know this person?"
Song Que shook his head and said, "No, it's just a little strange. Forget it, maybe it's just an illusion."
Xie Hui laughed and said: "Don't let these things disturb your interest. This girl Haitang from Yinxiang Pavilion is very beautiful and beautiful. It's rare to see her on weekdays. Brother Song must enjoy it when you come here..."
Xu Yin met Zhao Qianhe at the bridge, who seemed to want to jump into the river. He was originally looking for this person.
"Learning swordsmanship while using sword techniques is inherently self-betrayal. It is certainly impossible to challenge a swordsman who is sincere in his swordsmanship based on this."
Zhao Qianhe turned back to look at Xu Yin and asked, "Who are you?"
Xu Yin passed by him, and the famous family sword on his waist was already in Xu Yin's hand...
Of course, men in brothels cannot pretend to be gentlemen, and they are often very dissolute.
However, in front of such a woman, all men will subconsciously maintain their demeanor and not dare to be impatient and be despised.
This woman is Haitang, the leader of Yinxiang Pavilion.
She not only has good dancing skills, but also has good piano skills.
Not only is she talented in both sex and art, but she also has insights comparable to those of a scholar who has read thousands of books and traveled thousands of miles. She talks eloquently with people about ancient times and the present, and her arguments are clear and original, which is highly admirable.
Song Que was not a person who liked women, but he also had considerable respect for this woman. He sat upright while she played the piano and showed great respect to her.
However, not everyone respects such a woman. Some people pay more attention to the honor and disgrace of the family.
Zhao Qianhe came back again, this time he kicked open the private room where Song Que was located, and pointed his sword at Song Que again.