Quiet and thoughtful, Xiao Ziyu, who was tired of staying in Wudang Mountain, left Wudang and went out to travel around the world. He had not completely seen the great mountains and rivers.
After leaving Wudang Mountain, Xiao Ziyu was alone, wandering aimlessly in the rivers and lakes. As for his several apprentices, of course they were left in Wudang.
In Wudang, he was very relieved, after all, no force dared to cause trouble in Wudang.
On this day, Xiao Ziyu came to Xiangyang to see if he could still find the Sword Valley. After all, it was only a hundred years since Yang Guo died.
When he was in Swordsman World, Xiao Ziyu had already looked for him. Unfortunately, because too much time had passed, Xiao Ziyu was still a little unwilling to come to this Yitian World.
To be honest, Xiao Ziyu really wanted to see the Dugu Nine Swords. He was a swordsman himself, although he was not as passionate as Ximen Chuixue.
As a result, he was blocked by someone before he arrived in Xiangyang.
On the desolate official road, two monks, one tall and one short, stood in front of Xiao Ziyu. Looking at their attire, Xiao Ziyu guessed their origins.
When he rescued Chang Yuchun and the others before, he was a monk dressed like this. After fighting the other four people, one of them gave him a message, saying that the Yuan Dynasty court wanted to find the senior leader of their sect.
People.
Now it has really come true.
Looking at the two expressionless monks in front of him, Xiao Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly. The two monks were both extremely strong, and those two arms were really thicker than Xiao Ziyu's thighs.
Xiao Ziyu knew that the other party must also be practicing the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, a secret secret from the Tantric Sect. Their arm strength or body strength was definitely inhuman.
Moreover, he felt a hint of danger from the two monks, so he had to make Xiao Ziyu solemn. Now he was at the tenth level of the acquired realm.
All he had to do was open up the Du Vein, open the twin bridges of heaven and earth, and receive the baptism of innate spiritual energy to break through to the innate realm, but these two people were no different from him.
"Two masters, I wonder what's the important matter of stopping me here?" Xiao Ziyu sat on the horse and asked lightly.
"Amitabha! The donor is Xiao Ziyu," one of the tall monks asked.
"That's right, I'm just down here, what's the matter?" Xiao Ziyu squinted his eyes, his expression becoming more and more uncertain.
"That's good. The old monk and his junior brother came here just to ask the donor to come with us!"
"Let's take a trip. Where are we going? Who are we meeting?"
"Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty!" Monk lowered his head and whispered.
"Haha! Even if he wants me to go, what qualifications does he have? In my eyes, he is just a poor ant."
Xiao Ziyu laughed wildly. Originally, Xiao Ziyu thought that these two old monks were going to take him back to the master's gate in Daxue Mountain and put him under house arrest.
It seemed that the Shaolin monk always liked to do this, but the other party actually wanted to take him to see the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty.
However, Xiao Ziyu really sneered at this. In Xiao Ziyu's eyes, the Emperor of Dayuan was really a pitiful person. Although he was an emperor, to be honest, the court was almost controlled by those junior sisters, princes and powerful ministers. He was just a poor person.
Just a puppet.
"Donor, don't make things difficult for the monk, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, so what, hum! Why are you talking such nonsense if you don't want to take action? As long as you can hold me, I will let you take me away." Xiao Ziyu snorted and said coldly.
"Amitabha!" Monk Fan clasped his palms together and whispered with a somewhat painful look on his face.
"Yin!" The Qingming Sword was unsheathed. Since we could no longer talk, we had no choice but to take action. Xiao Ziyu always liked to strike first.
With his right hand, Qing Ming unsheathed his fingers, and with the palm of his left hand, he held down the saddle. With the help of his strength, he lightly jumped, even in mid-air, he performed Clear Air, stepped forward with his left foot in the air, and jumped quickly towards the two monks.
The sword moved with it, and the majestic Qingming sword body stabbed the tall man's throat in a blink of an eye.
"Qiang!"
This old monk was really not that easy to deal with. At the moment when he was about to approach, the old monk combined his palms and blocked Xiao Ziyu's Qingming Sword, preventing it from making any further progress.
"You actually took my sword with your bare hands. Old monk, I have to say that you are very brave. You must know that my sword is sharper than the Yitian Sword." Xiao Ziyu said lightly.
Then he turned his wrist, and the Qingming Sword immediately moved with his hand, and the sharp sword energy suddenly burst out. Even if the old monk reacted quickly and quickly removed his palm, his figure also retreated backwards.
But even so, it did not break away from the busyness of Xiao Ziyu's Qingming Sword and did not eliminate the opponent's palm. This can be considered the old monk's luck, or the opponent's reaction was fast enough.
But even so, there were deep cuts on the opponent's two palms, and the blood flow continued. With this move, Xiao Ziyu cut off 30% of the old monk's strength.
After all, this old monk has no weapons, so his martial arts skills must be either on his hands or on his legs. Now that his palms are injured, he must not be able to use his palm skills.
To be able to do this, it can be said that the old monk was a little careless, or that he did not know the details of Xiao Ziyu and did not know that Xiao Ziyu had such a sharp sword in his hand.
If it were an extraordinary sword, after years of practice, his hands would already be made of copper skin and iron bones. An ordinary sword would not be able to hit him at all.
"Amitabha!" The tall old monk took a few steps back and clasped his palms together. When he spread them, the wounds on his hands were no longer bleeding.
"Old monk, I think you should go. With my current martial arts, you two alone can't defeat me at all. Coupled with this sharp sword in my hand, you will be even more incapable. Maybe you won't be able to defeat me."
There may be one person left today."
Xiao Ziyu didn't really want to fight head-on with these two guys. You must know that these two guys were from the Tantric Sect in the Snowy Mountains, and their skills were definitely more than that.
If you fight him to the death, even if he can kill these two old monks, he will definitely be seriously injured. In this case, it will be dangerous.
He believed that since the two old monks had found him, Zhao Min, the Prince of Ruyang, would definitely send someone to trouble him with his wit. Even Cheng Kun must have had the same idea.
After all, Xiao Ziyu made a big fuss in Ruyang Prince's Mansion a few years ago, and the Luzhangke is still imprisoned in Wudang.
It can be said that Xiao Ziyu and the Ruyang Palace definitely have a grudge. In addition, Xiao Ziyu has been killing Mongolian officers and soldiers in recent years, which will definitely make the Ruyang Palace fearful.
Especially with Zhao Min's personality, he definitely wants to capture him and make him his subordinate.
It can be said that around them, even people from Ruyang Prince's Palace have already laid an ambush. If these two great monks cannot capture Xiao Ziyu, then they will definitely appear to attack Xiao Ziyu.
Therefore, Xiao Ziyu did not want to fight head-on with these two old monks here.