Chapter 488 I have a sword that I can learn from mountain ghosts!
By the Guangling River, two figures stood.
Wearing a purple robe with a long sword on his back, he looks extraordinary, and his bare hands are very impressive.
The two of them seemed to have made an agreement, standing two feet apart, not making any moves, but just gathering momentum, their robes puffing up without any wind, making every onlooker applaud.
"Damn, how come these two people are so familiar? Where have they met?" A middle-aged man with messy hair like a thatch nest, holding a bad horse, cooed, then his eyes widened, and he cursed in a low voice: "Fuck!"
Yes, wasn’t this what I heard from an old blind man downstairs at the city gate two days ago?”
Speaking of this period of time, the most widely circulated story in the world was the shocking battle between the new Sword God and Old Monster Wang in the East China Sea.
The battle in the East China Sea lasted only one day, but the story of the new sword god, also known as the sword ghost, who opened the sea two hundred feet with one sword to fight Wang Xianzhi, had spread all over the country.
If you, the gangster, don't know about this rare event, you can just hit it with a piece of tofu and die! This will make those storytellers very happy. In the past, they spent several kilograms of foam to survive but could only earn a few copper coins.
Nowadays, as long as you brag to death about how majestic the new sword gods are with their swords coming from the east, those arrogant sword cultivators might just throw a piece of silver at them.
Sword cultivators have a reason to be generous. Two taels of silver can buy a straight back, which is not expensive!
Zi Yi Dare Jiang Hu Ke, those of you who practice spears, knives and sticks, can you do it?
Later, I saw that some young ladies were also attracted to this new sword god. These storytellers went on to boast about how suave and elegant the purple-robed sword god was. At first, there were a few who were too shameless to talk about it.
Reserved, later I saw that this daughter's family was more generous than those who played swordsman, and no one cared about their dignity. They only regretted that for thousands of years, scholars had spoken too few words, and they could only say a few words in the world.
Guessing that the spectators had gathered enough for him to take action, the two knights jumped up gracefully and stepped on the river to show off their magical powers.
The crowd of spectators filled the hall with cheers. I didn’t see the battle over the East China Sea with my own eyes, but the scene in front of me was not bad at all, was it?
Especially the man in purple who wields a sword. His carefully prepared sword moves are so dazzling that the layman is so stunned that he would like to kowtow and become his master on the spot.
Seniors in the martial arts world are not deceiving me. There is indeed a future in swordplay!
Hearing the shouts, the cheers became more deafening, and the two men on the river fought harder and harder.
What are you doing here to mess around?
Isn’t it just for fame?
Otherwise, why would you have to take the water route if there is a dry road? Why would you have to walk in the water with your clothes wet even if there is a boat?
After today, the two of them can give themselves a resounding name, such as the Shocking Sword and the Wave-Breaking Fist.
Suddenly, there was an explosion in the crowd. It turned out that it was the swordsman who slashed out with his sword. There was a wave without wind. A wave submerged the unarmed man. The wave went on without abating. It shot straight to the shore and captured several people who were watching intoxicatedly.
in water.
Damn, this swordsman is really a master who can achieve such a thrilling fight! Even if he is not as good as the most famous purple-robed sword god, he is not far behind, right?
On the bustling riverside, there is a small circle separated from everyone. There are three people guarding outside the circle. One is carrying a divination spurge, one has a face like an iceberg and is holding a scarlet spear, and the other is a one-eyed blind man with a paralyzed face. They are just looking.
At first glance, you can tell that he is not someone to be trifled with.
It was rare that His Highness the Crown Prince was not using him like a mule or an ox. He hugged the surging scenery with both hands and cursed the two people who were showing off their tricks in the river. His face was full of contempt.
Not to mention those masters of Zhixuan and Celestial Realm, she, a woman who has not entered the Vajra Realm, can't stand this crappy fight. Even the blind man Yang Qingfeng, whom she despises the most, can't deal with these two mediocre martial arts people.
All it takes is three punches and two kicks.
Shu shyly turned his eyes to the purple figure next to the prince, feeling sorry for himself.
Why can't this young master with terrifyingly high martial arts know how to behave towards her? Why can't he imitate Li Chungang, who has no masterly demeanor? He doesn't want to try her martial arts skills in bed?
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince poked Jingzhou with his elbow and said cheerfully: "If the two people fighting in the river knew that the famous new swordsman was standing on the riverside watching the battle, the two of them would not be able to fight each other.
Use your tail to dig a crack in the ground and get in?"
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince thought of the secret letter sent by Lu Qiu with the falcon. Those "old-timers" in the world, who had obtained the gossip through hearsay, patched it up here and there, combined with their own experience, and almost killed the man next to him in the East China Sea.
The new sword god, who had a huge fight with Wang Xianzhi, told the story that the new sword god was the illegitimate son of the Wu family's sword tomb, and he had somehow mastered a set of peerless swordsmanship.
An ancient sword overturned the Wu Family Sword Tomb and so on.
Jing Zhou laughed it off.
The veteran Wei Shuyang touched the goatee under his chin and looked at it with great interest.
Who hasn’t been young enough to enter the world of martial arts for the first time? When he heard about Li Jianshen’s deeds, didn’t he follow suit and do many things that are ridiculous when looking back now?
It’s just that the world has been quiet for too long. It’s been so long that one generation has turned gray and the younger generation doesn’t know the grace of their predecessors.
Not to mention Wang Xianzhi fighting against the enemy with both hands, this second person in the world has not seen him fight with others for how many years?
The arena is so big, it would be nice to be lively.
Compared with the leisure time of the gray-clothed old man, Princess Pei Nanwei of Jing'an was treated like a maid, and she was dripping with fragrance and sweat. The heavy scenery in front of her made the princess, who had been on the rouge list twice, overwhelmed by the weight.
The journey was a bit heavy, not to mention that she was carrying a rather heavy box in her little hands, which contained two jars of wine.
Lu Qiu'er once said something that made sense to His Royal Highness. This woman is just like the falcon he raised. If he wants her to be obedient, he must train her slowly.
Princess Jing'an has a good reputation, but Zhao Heng, that old boy, has never used this woman as his bed partner for a day. Being treated as an outcast by Zhao Heng, Pei Nanwei still can't recognize her identity, so she behaved in front of him.
shelf.
He, Xu Fengnian, is not in a hurry, but has a lot of patience. Let's see how long this shabby shoe who should be called his aunt in name can stay strong.
Jingzhou glanced at Xu Fengnian meaningfully, took a jar of wine from Princess Jing'an, and started drinking by himself.
The best in the world is not invincible, especially Pei Nanwei.
Is it just talk?
His Royal Highness was looked at strangely.
What does this look mean?
How much happiness can you ask for?
Since he was twelve years old, Xu Fengnian would listen to ditties, drink some wine, and practice thirty-six postures in Chu Lushan's mansion.
Jingzhou looked at the lake and said something unclearly: "There are mountains outside the mountains that are higher than the mountains. Hold on to the wall and get out..."
Pei Nanwei seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned hot.
While His Royal Highness was deep in thought, an untimely sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded.
Whether it was a ranger or a local citizen, when they turned around and saw soldiers with superb equestrian skills, armed with swords and crossbows, their expressions suddenly changed. They didn't care to watch the two people fighting hard on the river, and they scattered to both sides, and those who ran slower or perhaps
He came from other places and didn't know the rules and avoided it. In the blink of an eye, he was pierced by a soldier on horseback with a straw tip, and blood spattered on the spot.
The corpse was thrown off the thatch and fell to the ground. A moment later, it was trampled by the horse's hooves, its intestines and internal organs were shattered on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood spread instantly.
Dozens of light cavalry with distinctive armor and stomachs forcibly cut a path through the crowd. The bystanders who dispersed to the side secretly thanked themselves for hiding quickly. Just looking at these soldiers wearing standard armor and stomachs, they knew that it was the Guangling Crown Prince Zhao Bi who was traveling.
, I blocked the way of His Royal Highness, didn’t I deserve to die? Isn’t my death in vain?
This extremely bloated prince is one of the few truly noble people in the world.
In the Guangling area, there is no royal law, only the family law of the fat pig prince. His father, Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, is the younger brother of the emperor. Not only does he have the most powerful navy in the world, he also has an elite cavalry, especially eight thousand
The Guards' Beikui Army is even more elite among the elite. They are as fast as a cone and can fight like thunder and lightning. It is said that they can compete with Beiliang's Snow Dragon Cavalry.
During the Spring and Autumn National War, Zhao Yi led the Kui-back Army, broke through the gates of the palaces of several countries, and snatched the queens and princesses of the subjugated countries back to Guangling.
Behind the dozens of light cavalry was a sweat-blooded horse with lustrous fur, carrying a fat man trembling with fat on its back. Behind the sweat-blooded horse was an old man in gray with a look like a knife and a withered shape.
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One person squeezed out from the crowd and ran to the foot of Zhao's horse. He stood on tiptoe and whispered, pointing at the bluebirds, Shu Sha, Pei Nanwei and the other girls.
It is said that the Crown Prince of Guangling has a group of bastards who are stationed all over Guangling and are specifically responsible for helping him find beautiful and charming young ladies. When I saw him today, it turned out that the rumors were true.
Several young scholars who had guessed the reason for Prince Jinglao's arrival turned to the small circle surrounded by Guangling cavalry and sneered. Carrying pretty women with them around Guangling was like a child carrying gold through the busy city.
The maids brought by the two young masters cannot escape the fate of being suppressed by the fat pig prince. So what if you have a Zhupao official in your family? In the Guangling area, there is only one young master, and his surname is Zhao!
The Crown Prince of Guangling smiled and stared at several women whose figures were more graceful and voluptuous than the last, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The woman in red is a little older, but she has a good figure! Especially the fox in her heart, wouldn't she be able to do more tricks by taking her back?
Just thinking about it is enough!
Especially the little lady wearing jade hairpin cloth and carrying a wooden box, she is stunning! In the eyes of the Guangling Crown Prince, who has extraordinary vision, the fairy in the sky is nothing more than that! And she has a graceful and luxurious aura, even if she wears clothes that are not worth a few pennies.
Unable to hide it, Prince Guangling became more and more curious about the story behind this girl.
Shu Sha was so disgusted by Zhao Bi's gaze that she resisted the murderous intention and turned her head to the side. Even if it was Li Chungang who was picking at his feet and picking out his crotch, she was not willing to be taken advantage of by the bloated Crown Prince of Guangling.
Pei Nanwei's head was slightly lowered, and the expression on his face did not change at all.
The Fat Pig Prince wiped away his saliva and waved his hand: "Grab it!"
Many onlookers were not surprised. What does it mean to snatch a woman on the street? This fat pig prince also did something even more ridiculous, performing a live erotic palace for others.
Jingzhou looked away from Zhao Bi, chuckled lightly, turned to His Highness the Crown Prince, and said, "Let me see your sword skills, you have become quite interesting with them."
The Prince of Guangling clicked his tongue twice when he heard this. He was not angry but happy, and for the first time he glanced forward. Who in Guangling was not frightened when they saw him? Who dared to resist? Zhao Bi found the game of submission really boring.
Today I met a man with a lot of backbone. Crown Prince Guangling decided to show mercy to this young man from outside the country by showing him his skills in bed, and then asked his subordinates to send the outsider to the West.
Those dozens of Qingqi knew that their heir apparent liked to watch "heroes" resist in vain, so they were not in a hurry to take action, but laughed unscrupulously.
The onlookers shook their heads and sighed, secretly lamenting that Jing Zhou and his party didn't know how high the sky was and how high it was.
Except for a few people in the palace, who else in this world can make Prince Guangling and his son see this?
The more you resist in front of Zhao Bi, the more painful your death will be.
Xu Fengnian laughed evilly and stepped forward with a knife.
The old man in gray who was following Zhao Bi smiled disdainfully and got off his horse.
He is just a child with a yellow mouth, how many pounds can he have? Relatively speaking, it was the old man in gray clothes who stood tall and caressed his beard that made him a little afraid.
Zhao Bi turned to the general who was holding up the black snake spear and asked with a ferocious face: "Guess how many moves this kid can withstand? Don't be beaten to death in just three or five hits."
The general replied: "How many moves the prince wants this boy to survive, he can survive as many moves as he wants."
Do you really think that after practicing a few sword skills, you think you can walk sideways in Guangling?
Not far away, there are thousands of Kuai-back troops stationed in Dayanji. Let alone an unknown boy, even if Gu Jiantang, the best swordsman in the world, comes, the Guangling army can easily crush him!
The fat pig prince's eyes were full of smiles, his eyes fell on the old man in gray who always did everything for him, and he waited and saw.
Go to Huangting in one go!
The mark between His Royal Highness's eyebrows became more and more obvious. He held the sword in one hand and slashed out boldly. The blade was as clear as snow and drew a mysterious arc.
One sword can kill dragons and snakes. I learned this sword from Lao Huang!
The gray-clothed old man's expression condensed, and he no longer looked down upon the young man wielding the sword as before. He concentrated his energy with both palms and suddenly struck out, catching the sword from the Prince of Beiliang.
Sword Two, Bing Tilian!
Xu Fengnian muttered silently before striking out with the second sword.
The face of the old man in gray sank.
Three swords, three pounds!
Xu Fengnian's eyes were cold, and he slashed one sword after another without stopping, until the sword was nine or six thousand miles away.
With seven slashes, the sleeves of the old man in gray turned into ashes.
When the eighth sword fell, the old man in gray was struggling to catch it. By the ninth sword, the old man in gray was cut back five or six steps. Every time he took a step back, a foot-deep footprint would be left under his feet.
The old Taoist Wei Shuyang smiled happily, His Royal Highness became more and more lucky in the martial arts.
The momentum of this sword already has a bit of the style of Chu Kuangnu's double swords.
The rivers and lakes make people grow old. This boy who once sat on his neck to urinate will no longer need his protection in the future.
The old man in gray had a look of horror on his face, but before he could take a breath, the voice in his ear suddenly gave him an ominous omen.
"I have a sword. I learned swordsmanship from Donghai. I can seal demons, suppress demons and slay immortals!"
"Taiyi!"
A murderous intention that seemed to want to choose someone to devour was attached to a clear light and dispersed forward.