"This is Wang Yue, the general of Huben Zhonglang. He is known as the hero of Liaodong. His swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, but I don't know if a mortal sword can compare to the sword of an immortal!"
After listening to Yuan Shao's introduction, Xu Yin looked at the middle-aged general holding a sword in front of him.
This man has a rough appearance, with stubble all over his face and messy bun. Every deep texture on his face seems to hide the vicissitudes of life.
Only those eagle-like eyes and star-like eyes continued to radiate an unyielding and unwilling light.
Although this man is wearing armor, he is not a general on the battlefield. He should belong to the Jianghu!
His eyes, his footwork, his arms, and the sword hidden in the sheath in his hand all prove that he is a swordsman, an unparalleled swordsman!
The swordsman is like the dragon above the nine heavens, he should be unrestrained and absolutely free from his heart.
But he put on shackles...
He slowly pulled out the long sword. It was the most orthodox eight-sided Han sword with a brass handle and a fine red rope. The blade was three feet long and was girded in the middle. It was refined into a sharp edge and was extremely sharp.
Such a sword seemed to be just an ordinary sword made of fine iron, until he grasped the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, the sword seemed to sense the master's intention, vibrating and buzzing, and at the same time attracted many nobles in the hall to wear swords on their waists.
Resonance is like a hundred birds looking toward a phoenix and hearing its cry.
Everyone was shocked and reached out to touch their swords, but they couldn't stop the sword from shaking.
Yuan Shao praised: "Today I know the ingenuity of Fengming Sword, I admire it!"
Xu Yin said: "The sword is a good sword, and the swordsman is also the best swordsman. Unfortunately, the heart is not free, and the sword sticks to the rules."
Wang Yue's expression changed, and he said in a slightly smoky voice: "Even if you draw the ground as a prison, you may not be able to kill an immortal with a sword!"
The ancient bronze sword in Xu Yin's hand popped out of its scabbard, but its luster was dull and unremarkable.
However, this bronze sword, which seems to have been eliminated by history long ago, is the only sword present that is not affected by Fengming Sword.
Cao Cao was also a man who knew swordsmanship and praised: "What a swordsman!"
Swordsmanship does not have to be danced to be called swordsmanship. Being able to correctly grasp the situation and environment and not being disturbed by the enemy's movements is also swordsmanship!
Wang Yue also said: "That's right! It seems that you are not the kind of immortal who only knows magic and Taoism. You do know some swordsmanship."
"There is nothing outside the heart, only the sword is in the heart. This is my way of swordsmanship. It is not subject to any restrictions. If you tie the sword to yourself, you will be defeated today."
Wang Yue said angrily: "What a joke! How can I allow you to judge the sword in my hand?"
Feng Ming Jiu Tian!
In the entire hall, the swords on all the scholars' waists were unsheathed and pointed at Xu Yin.
Among the only scholars present, only Cao Cao had the strongest swordsmanship, and he could barely press the sword back into its sheath.
Yuan Shao and many other scholars retreated together and said: "Wang Yue's swordsmanship is really powerful, but I don't know which one is better than the swordsman."
When Wang Yue heard this, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and dozens of luxurious and exquisite long swords stabbed Xu Yin from different angles.
Xu Yin stood with his sword in hand, and he just stood there, as if nothing. He allowed Wang Yue to shoot at him with his sword, but remained motionless.
It seemed that he was stabbed repeatedly by dozens of flying swords, but each sword only penetrated his body, but could actually damage half of his body. It was as if his figure had completely turned into nothingness, so it was difficult for tangible swords to hit the real body.
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Yuan Shao said: "I didn't expect that he could still use immortal magic when there were restrictions in the palace."
Wang Yue shook his head and said, "This is not magic."
Then dozens of swords scattered on their own, like scattered stars, falling all over the hall.
Wang Yue stepped forward with his sword in hand, and his figure turned into smoke-like nothingness like Xu Yin's, with only the Fengming Sword in his hand shining as before.
The figures of the two men were like two streaks of smoke, floating throughout the hall. The two long swords kept clashing, and the clanging sound continued to be heard.
The onlookers couldn't tell who was superior and who was inferior at the moment. They could only feel that their physical skills were like smoke and mist, and their swordsmanship was extremely gorgeous, just like an immortal dancing with a sword, which was pleasing to the eye.
However, Cao Cao was sweating profusely. His swordsmanship had reached a certain level and he could detect the dangerous and murderous intent hidden in this seemingly gentle and fast battle.
Each sword gleam is one of the most wonderful sword moves in the world. The only sword move that any person can deal with at that angle is probably only the opponent's sword move that can be dismantled.
Cao Cao put himself in the shoes of the two and imagined that he would have to use all his strength to deal with any of the swords from the two of them.
Three moves at most. After three moves, your body and head will inevitably be separated!
It's really not worth it for two peerless swordsmen to engage in a life-and-death fight while a group of nobles laugh like they're watching a monkey show.
At this time, two sword lights suddenly surged and shot straight to the top of the hall. The bricks and tiles were immediately shattered, and half of the top of the hall was actually removed!
Then the two swords struck fiercely, and the two of them were shocked and rebounded, ten steps away.
With the strong energy, all the famous swords falling into the palace like stars were shattered!
Among the disciples of the noble clan present, there were those with poor martial arts skills who lost their footing and fell down in embarrassment.
Yuan Shao shouted angrily: "Wang Yue! Do you dare to accidentally hurt the Qingliu children!"
Wang Yue's sword intention, which had been activated by Xu Yin's powerful strength, suddenly stagnated and fell into the cage he had built again.
Although the light in his eyes was sharp, it was covered with a dark veil.
Xu Yin laughed and said: "Are you worthy of being called a swordsman? A true swordsman follows his heart with his sword and his heart with heaven and earth, without restraint.
Even if we kill all these noble families, so what? With a sword in hand, don’t you even have the courage to make an enemy of the world?”
Wang Yue's expression changed, and the other nobles present were even more frightened and angry.
Someone pointed a halberd and said: "Do you really think that a mere immortal would dare to fight against us Qingliu? You will never leave this place today!"
Xun Yu raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "This guy is really not afraid of the nobles at all. He really dares to kill the children of the nobles!"
Xu Yin condensed his sword in front and said: "The first battle was just to move the muscles and bones. Next, I will use three swords. If you dare not break away from the cage, then you will die here!"
Cao Cao realized that something was wrong and said to Yuan Shao: "Brother Benchu, why don't we stop this battle? I have a hunch that if we take over the decisive battle between the two of them, there will probably be a big disaster."
Yuan Shao's eyes flickered and he said: "The noble clan is not threatened. This person dares to say this, and he must pay the price."
Then he looked at Wang Yue and said, "Wang Yue, don't you want to be an official? Kill him, and I, Yuan Benchu, can guarantee you the title of marquis, the actual title of captain of the Eight Gardens, and the command of eight hundred troops!"
As he said this, he also knew that a gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall, so he took the lead and walked out of the hall.
A group of disciples from aristocratic families followed closely behind him, and glanced at Xu Yin coldly, treating him as a dead person.
At this moment, the breath in the air suddenly changed and became extremely oppressive and uncomfortable.
Everything in the world seems to be alive, but there is also hostility!
Only when your cultivation reaches a certain level can you see that the life breath contained in the buildings, flowers, plants, trees, reptiles, and frightened birds around you has been extracted.
Surrounded by a group of aristocratic family members and Wang Yue.
Wang Yue's expression changed drastically, and he shouted quickly: "Master Yuan, please leave quickly!"
Xu Yin sneered, "If you can't catch this sword, Yuan Benchu will definitely die!"