There was only one sword in the sky above the Longxiang River, and without even a sword, it cut the entire river into two parts.
But this didn't make Cheng Yu feel too surprised, because he knew that the origin of this sword must be extraordinary.
More than a thousand years ago, it was used by an Earth Immortal to cut off the magic of a witch from Mobei, and was even praised as a good sword.
The only thing that can penetrate the Earthly Immortal Dharma Eye is a magic weapon, so the ability to cut off the river was not too much beyond Cheng Yu's expectations.
Hmm?
After just one breath, Cheng Yu's consciousness noticed something strange in front of him, which made his heart skip a beat.
Looking up, the night sky above the river seemed to have been cut by a knife. A hole opened out of thin air, and something flew out from it. With an inexplicable coldness, it swirled towards the Bujing Sword under the moonlight.<
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"Qiang!"
Not even Jian was startled. The sword tip was tilted slightly to one side, and the shimmering object hit the bright silver sword, making a harsh metal collision sound.
"Hua Hua"
The Longxiang River was flowing again, and the waves were much more turbulent than before. Every bit of whitecaps had splashed onto the shore. Jia Fei subconsciously took two steps back. He looked up and saw the man in white shirt in front of him leaning forward slightly, wanting to step forward, and his eyes tightened even more.
Staring at the half-suspended Bu Mingjian, it was obvious that he was quite concerned about the bright silver flying sword.
"Whoosh!"
Seeing this, Jia Fei used the Nine Life Sword again, and a green light flashed across the river, standing side by side with the bright silver Bujing Sword. They both trembled slightly, and seemed to be preparing to attack again.
"Woo!"
The cold light that suddenly struck Bujianjian hit behind Bujingjian and flew back in a spiral. It was so fast that even Cheng Yu and Jiafei couldn't see clearly what it was.
A white shadow flashed by the river, but Cheng Yu finally couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his spirit and stood up, and in an instant he was standing above the two flying swords.
It turned out that his consciousness sensed that not far ahead, in the crack in the void that was split open by the Bujian sword, a gurgling stream of rich Yin Qi was spreading out.
Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the crack in the void and caught the cold light object that flew back with a "bang" sound.
Cheng Yu stood in the sky above Bujingjian, much closer than before, and only then could he see clearly that the shimmering object was actually a huge kitchen knife.
A big hand covered with thick hair tightly grasped the handle of the knife. The five fingers were muscled and as thick as a carrot.
Hmm?
Cheng Yu felt the Bujian sword below him tremble slightly. It lacked the momentum of the previous one and seemed a bit submissive, wanting to retreat. Even the bright silver sword body was a bit dim.<
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This...
Are you scared?
The time that Bu Jianjian followed Cheng Yu was neither long nor short, but he had never seen the sword act so out of control.
With a wave of his robe sleeves, his divine sense of luck recalled the Bujing Sword to his hand. The bright silver brilliance on the sword returned to its original state. The brilliance all over his body was actually three points brighter than before. It was like a fighting dog being carried back into the arms of its owner, and its aura was renewed again.
Be prosperous.
Cheng Yu was not that interested at the moment. While staring closely at the big hand on the crack in the void opposite him, he took the time to glance at Bu Ming Jianjian. Fortunately, there was no trace left where he had collided with the kitchen knife. When he raised his head again, he saw another big hand grasping the other side of the gap in the void. His knuckles turned white and he exerted force, tearing the crack open without any sound.
"Woo!"
There were gusts of dark wind blowing on the river, and there was a bit of blood in the wind.
"Whoop!"
The cracks were torn apart little by little by thick black hands, and the sound of hunting flags waving came from inside.
With the help of Jia Fei's clairvoyance, Cheng Yu looked into the crack and saw that there were countless black flags waving back and forth. The largest flag was embroidered with a big word "TU". p>
"Hey!"
There was a loud shout on the river, and a crack in the void was suddenly torn out with a length of more than ten feet. A black-faced man stepped out of the void and stood opposite Cheng Yu.
The opponent's height is estimated to be more than eight feet tall, more than two meters tall. He is actually half a head taller than Dakuan Wujunzhuang, Qingchuan County.
His almost shirtless upper body only wore a coarse cloth waistcoat, and the waistcoat was not close-fitting and was ridged from below by a layer of thick hair.
Looking at the face again under the moonlight, the most prominent thing on the dark face is the red nose.
"Hiccup!"
The big black man with a black face and a bulbous nose opened his mouth and let out a wine burp, but strangely, he didn't smell any alcohol.
The entire river is filled with a gentle scent of sandalwood.
The big man opposite wiped his nose, narrowed his eyes slightly and shouted:
"Who is on the other side? Not only did they dare to break through our marching formation, but they also cut down our handsome flag."
As soon as the other side shouted, Cheng Yu felt the sword in his hand tremble suddenly again, and the sword body, which had regained its brilliance, dimmed visibly to the naked eye.
Cheng Yu smelled the scent of sandalwood overflowing from the opposite side. While he was confused, he had a vague guess in his mind.
But seeing the visitor keep asking questions, it must be that the other party also has a barrier or something, and just now he happened to be struck by the Buming sword that opened and closed wantonly.
Although it was unintentional, it was indeed unreasonable, so he put the Bujing sword back into the python skin scabbard, raised his hand and saluted the other side, explaining:
"Cheng Yu, I was just on the river..."
"Wait! What's your name?"
The big man with a red nose and black face across from him finally opened his drunken eyes, stared at Cheng Yu and asked a question, but without waiting for Cheng Yu to answer, Cheng Yu opened his big hand like a cattail leaf fan and gestured to signal him to be silent first, and then he went up and down, repeatedly.
Returning to Cheng Yu, he took a closer look.
……
Jia Fei was standing by the river, looking up over the river. Opposite Mr. Wen Sheng, who was dressed in white, he saw a big black man holding a kitchen knife the size of a small millstone, confronting the Bird Master in the air. Although the cat demon couldn't hear the conversation between the two people above him, what he saw clearly was that the big black man looked at Cheng Yu up and down with a confused look on his face, and then looked at him as if he suddenly understood.
The young man in white shirt opposite started pointing.
Jia Fei frowned. The big black man behaved vulgarly, carelessly and without etiquette. He waved a bright kitchen knife up and down in his hand.
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Looking at Cheng Yu's side again, the original sword-like Bujian sword had long disappeared. It looked like the great sparrow had put it into the python skin scabbard like a protective calf.
She turned on the blue light method and looked into the distance, and saw that in the crack in the void behind the big black man, there were faintly visible flags fluttering, and there were so many phantoms that they actually blocked the moonlight on the entire river.
Jia Fei who was behind could see it, and Cheng Yu, who was standing in front of him with the help of his Dharma eyesight, could see it more clearly.
In the dark void, there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses, arranged in order, and the faint sound of war horses could be heard.
Cheng Yu withdrew his gaze and looked at the big black man holding a kitchen knife opposite him. He saw that the man was staring at his collar and stretched his head to take a closer look.
Cheng Yu was suspicious and didn't know what the other party meant, so he subconsciously touched the collar, but heard the big black man on the other side shouting:
"It's really you!"
Seeing the other party's confusing actions, Cheng Yu lowered his guard a little, because although his behavior was rude, he didn't see much malice.
"May I ask your Excellency, do you recognize me?"
Cheng Yu asked, putting the Bu Ming sword behind his back.
"I recognize it, I recognize it, you are the one that Liang Shenggu always mentioned, hehe..."
This big black man called Liang Shenggu, combined with the scent of sandalwood overflowing from his wide mouth, and the word "Tu" on the flag fluttering in the void, Cheng Yu immediately thought of the female military monarch of Qianyuan Prefecture.
Liang Hongyu once said that this year, the butcher Wu Jun from Suzhou was in charge of the Tianxiaduwu Temple in the capital.
At that time, he also recited a sentence casually: Every time a person is righteous, more dogs will be slaughtered.
Could it be this person?
They look inseparable.
At the same time, Cheng Yu suddenly understood why the black man was pointing at his collar. It turned out that he had the Wujun Token given to him by Liang Hongyu in his lapel. The black man opposite him must have sensed the aura of the token.
"May I ask your Excellency, are you Mr. Wu of Suzhou?"
Cheng Yu asked straight to the point.
"Oh! You actually recognize our family? Hahahaha, Miaomiao, it seems that our family has become famous far and wide."
The big black guy laughed loudly, wiped his nose and asked in a naive voice:
"But why did you use that flying sword to break my military formation on the river, and also cut off one of my handsome flags? I didn't provoke you, did I?"
Hearing this, Cheng Yu quickly explained roughly what had just happened. The butcher opposite just said "Oh" and put the kitchen knife into his waistband behind his back with a smile:
"On a whim just now, I just swung this treasure out. Didn't it hurt your flying sword?"
Seeing that the other party also put away the guy, Cheng Yu shook his head and said it was okay, then asked:
"Just now, Mr. Cheng saw that the river was open and empty, so he let the flying sword go wild. He just didn't expect the army of the emperor to be here, but Mr. Cheng heard that this year, the emperor of Suzhou was rotating at the Capital Martial Temple.
"Since you are the King of Suzhou, why did you lead the army through this place?"
When the Suzhou Wujun heard this, he sighed and did not answer. Instead, he turned around and rushed into the crack in the void behind him and shouted:
"Hey! Who is that!"
With just one shout, someone immediately responded in the void, and then a small head wrapped in black cloth popped out from the crack. He was even dressed in black shorts and looked quite neat, and he looked like a gentleman. p>
The little man in black stretched out his hand and handed out a bag of wine-making bread. After handing it to Suzhou Wujun, he did not forget to stretch his head and look outside for a while, as if he was reluctant to go back. After being pushed back by the butcher, he pushed his head back.
,Chong Chengyu smiled and said:
"This is our scout, called Ye Bushou, and he is also one of my personal followers. He is used to being on the battlefield, so don't blame me, brother."
After saying that, he unscrewed the cork of the wine naan, took a few sips of wine, wiped the wine from his beard and continued:
"Didn't Shenggu Liang tell you? Because the Mobei barbarians have been extremely violent recently, and even people from the witch court came to harm the dead souls of Jiuzhou, and even harmed the Lord Wu in a county on the border. How can our family tolerate this?
With such a tone, I sent a report to Liang Shenggu from my residence, asking her to take my turn in the capital, so that I had time to lead all the men from the Wujun Hall of Suzhou Prefecture back to the rescue.
And because there are many men in my palace, if they all move, the Yin energy along the way will be too heavy, which may involve the Yang world. Therefore, when the army of Wujun Palace takes turns to set off, they all march in the spiritual world to cover the Yin energy, which is unthinkable.
But it was destroyed by your casual sword."
Cheng Yu shook his head and apologized with a helpless smile, thinking to himself:
It was easy to let Bu Jianjian have fun, but he happened to encounter a large group of Yin soldiers passing by.
But having said that, the marching spirit array in his Wujun Palace is indeed extraordinary, and he actually didn’t even notice any clues from the green light magic eyes of the cat demon below.
"This sword of yours is the ancient sword that Shenggu Liang carried with her back then? Why did it change its appearance? Even I didn't recognize it for a moment."
While Cheng Yu was thinking secretly, he heard the big black man on the other side asking again, so he took out the sword behind him.
"It is indeed a gift from Lord Liang Wu."
The big black guy looked at Bu Mingjian for a few times, and laughed innocently, which made Bu Mingjian's sword tremble a few times, as if he was very afraid of the other person.
"I still remember the first time our family saw this sword. The sword was rusty and rusty. We thought it was a broken sword, so we wanted to borrow it for fun, but Shenggu Liang refused, so we gave up. At this time, the sword changed drastically.
You know what it looks like, can you let me have a look?"
Before Cheng Yu could answer, the sword in his hand was trembling.
It refuses...
Cheng Yu suddenly remembered something. He still remembered that Liang Hongyu once told him that the Suzhou Wujun across from him was a butcher when he was alive. When he met a bully on the road, he allowed his dog to hurt people. He killed the vicious dog with one knife, and his reputation spread far and wide and gradually became a state.
Wu Jun.
Could it be said that this is not the sword spirit inside the sword, but the vicious dog back then?
Cheng Yu thought about it carefully and rejected the idea because the butcher and Liang Hongyu were not in the same dynasty.
When the butcher slaughtered the dog in the street, Liang Hongyu had already become the King of Wu, and Bu Mingjian had been with her for hundreds of years.
This sword is so frightening to the butcher. It must be because the butcher is famous for killing vicious dogs, and because he makes a living by butchering, his body is full of bloody evil.
Cheng Yu was thinking secretly when Leng Buding noticed that the person opposite was staring at his waist again.
In an instant, he understood that the butcher must also be a wine lover, and he could see the difference in the jade gourd around his waist.
He pulled out the jade stopper and just pushed open the little black dragon soul inside, when the big black man from the opposite side came forward, his eyes widening.
"This, this..."
"Master Wu, do you want to try it?"
Seeing that the butcher had begun to stutter, Cheng Yu smiled.
The butcher's throat moved, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with a smile:
"Come on, hey."
When Cheng Yu saw this, he turned his soul from real to empty, and drew out a stream of spiritual wine. The butcher hurriedly raised his head, stretched his neck, opened his mouth to catch it, and swallowed it with a grunt.
"Hiss~ah! Ha! Good wine!"
What surprised Cheng Yu was that the butcher quickly dissolved the spiritual wine that the dragon had soaked in, without any excess soul power.
Seeing Cheng Yu stuffing the jade stopper back into the jade gourd, the butcher glanced at the mediocre wine naan in his hand, smiled and came forward again, and said with a playful smile:
"Hey! This good brother, give me some more, hehe."
Cheng Yu was worried that he had drunk too much, so he didn't want to give him any more drink. Unexpectedly, the butcher saw that he had not drank the wine, so he blew his beard and glared:
"Eh? How can you be so stingy... In that case, then you pay for my marching formation and my handsome flag! You pay! You pay!"
Cheng Yu saw that the butcher Wu Jun was like a child, changing his face at every turn. He also felt that although this man was rude, he was also somewhat cute, so he said to him:
"It's not that I'm stingy, it's just that this wine is quite overbearing. I'm worried that if you lose control, you will explode and die after drinking too much."
"Hey!"
The butcher waved his hand, weighed the wine naan in his hand, simply unscrewed the stopper, poured out the original spiritual wine inside, and approached Cheng Yu holding the empty wine naan, changing his playful smile again:
"How about you pour it here and I'll take it home and drink it slowly so you won't explode and die?"
Now that the other party had said this, Cheng Yu pulled out the jade stopper again, stretched out his hand and pointed his sword, and introduced the general's drunkenness in the gourd into the wine naan.
The butcher's little eyes were wide open. It was not until the shriveled wine bread began to swell that he slowly narrowed his eyes, but he still muttered:
"More, hey, hey, more, hey hey."
The butcher's wine bread must be similar to a space magic weapon. Cheng Yu had drunk the general in the jade gourd half way before filling up the wine bread.
The butcher held the plump wine naan and weighed it in his hands, and said with satisfaction:
"Hey, good brothers are very loyal. From now on, we will all be our own people. If you come to Suzhou in the future, I will definitely... huh?"
The big black man suddenly paused as he spoke, and looked past Cheng Yu to the riverside below his feet.
Cheng Yu followed his gaze and looked back into the distance. Only Jia Fei stood alone by the river, and behind him was the dock stage.
"What happened there just now? How could there be any residual breath of the witch's soul?"
The butcher pointed in the direction of the stage with a finger as thick as a radish, and Cheng Yu briefly recounted what had just happened. The butcher pulled his beard and nodded slowly:
"No wonder when our team came here, we noticed that there was a strong smell of witches in a boat on the river. At first, I thought that the witches had reached the hinterland of Kyushu. Later, we sent out sentries that stayed up all night to investigate.
I learned that the body of the witch was in the boat. It turned out that she died here. My brother just watched the whole process without taking any action?"
Cheng Yu smiled and shook his head when he heard this:
"I don't know either party, so I didn't take action casually."
The butcher blinked and said:
"It's prudent and appropriate. Where are you going, brother?"
Cheng Yu pointed towards the lower reaches of the river and said:
"The direction Wu Jun came from is the capital, but there are no ferry boats at the moment. It would be easy for me alone, but..."
"Hey! What's the problem? When our family came here, we saw a one or two-story building stranded on the shore just a few dozen miles downstream. I thought it was abandoned. Alas, it's a pity that it's so good.
The big ship was also abandoned. The owner must have suffered a great disaster. This Liang Dynasty is going to end!"
After the butcher finished speaking, he sighed and looked up to the northwest. The light in his eyes dimmed a bit, and his interest suddenly waned. He chatted with Cheng Yu for a few more words, then clasped his fists and said goodbye, turned around and strode into the void.
Within the gap.
A faint scent of sandalwood came out from the gap again. After a few breaths, the void disappeared. The moonlight once again shone on the rugged river, and along with the surging river water going south, the sound of "swish" could be heard endlessly.
