Chapter seven hundred and thirty sixth wishful thinking
"Your Majesty, why don't you wait for a moment and wait for a battle with our Madman Sword?" Wang Chao said timidly.
Xing Cangliu said expressionlessly: "I don't care who the challenger is, I just want him to draw his sword as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, Madman Jian narrowed his eyes, and his face was filled with a trace of anger.
Xing Cangliu clearly didn't take his Madman Sword seriously, and actually treated him the same as other ordinary swordsmen.
"Okay." Wang Chao could only bite the bullet and draw his sword.
As the number one swordsman in the Frontier Corps, his swordsmanship is naturally not weak, and he can perform his "Blizzard Blade" perfectly.
As soon as the long sword shook, the shadows of the sword dispersed and flew towards his face.
There was a hint of disappointment in Xing Cangliu's eyes. He didn't even draw his sword, he just stretched out his finger and made a swipe in the air.
The scattered sword energy around him condensed on his fingertips and flew out with a single stroke.
In an instant, the sword energy turned into a net, extinguishing all Wang Chao's sword shadows.
The sword energy net continued unabated and pounced on Wang Chao head-on.
If the attack is successful, Wang Chao will definitely be torn into pieces.
At the critical moment, Xing Cangliu's sword energy caused the sword energy net to dissipate, so Wang Chao escaped.
The latter's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes were full of fear, and he hurriedly clasped his fists: "Thank you for your mercy."
Xing Cangliu said calmly: "The next one!"
The swordsmen on the military palace side were in hesitation, not because they were timid, but because it was pointless to step forward.
Wang Chao's swordsmanship was comparable to theirs, but the ending was so disastrous.
If they come forward, they will only bring shame to the military palace.
But if you don't, the military palace will just become a laughing stock.
The third young master looked gloomy and said secretly: "They are all useless things!"
Before the invitation, everyone patted their chests and pledged that they must strive for honor for the military palace.
When it came to a duel, they all backed down.
"I'll do it!" In the end, Li Yuan gritted his teeth and stepped forward.
Xing Cangliu nodded slightly: "Draw out the sword!"
Li Yuan pulled out the broad sword on his back, pointed at Xing Cangliu from a distance, and said: "Take a move from me!"
"A spark of fire ignited a prairie fire!" The broad sword immediately burned with intense black flames, carrying blazing heat towards Xing Cangliu.
Different from Wang Chao's flashy swordsmanship, Li Yuan's swordsmanship is calm and powerful, and his moves are accurate.
Xing Cangliu stood on the spot, motionless, slightly approving: "It's worth drawing my sword."
As soon as he grasped it in his palm, the four-foot-long sword behind him buzzed, unsheathed on its own, and flew into his palm.
However, he did not use his sword skills, just an understatement.
An ice sword energy visible to the naked eye rolled in quickly.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the air condensed into hazy mist and frost.
When the giant sword struck Li Yuan, it actually destroyed all the black flames on his sword body. Not only that, the broad sword quickly condensed into icicles.
The ice also spread rapidly along the hilt of the sword to Li Yuan's body, freezing him into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.
The ice sculpture remained in the posture of performing swordsmanship and could not move.
The Third Young Master was secretly frightened when he saw this. Li Yuan was his swordsman instructor in his early years, so he knew very well how good his swordsmanship was.
In the entire military palace and among the major legions, it is enough to rank among the top three.
But such a person was defeated in one move.
Is Xing Cangliu so powerful?
"Haha, I just said, you are just a waste." Only Madman Jian snorted disapprovingly.
He kicked his feet, knocking the table under his feet to the ground, stood up abruptly, and strolled to the center of the Sword Burial Pond.
Brushing away the smelly long hair that hung loose on both sides of his face, Madman Jianpi smiled and said, "Xing Cangliu? Haha, that's all."
Xing Cangliu looked at Madman Sword, and finally a trace of fighting spirit appeared in his eyes: "Madman Sword, right? I've heard of its name for a long time!"
Within Liangjing, there are a few famous swordsman masters.
He dare not say that Madman Sword is the strongest, but he is definitely the most famous. His deeds have been heard as far away as Zhongyun Realm.
This time he came to challenge mainly because he wanted to challenge the Madman Sword.
"Thank you. Your reputation is not bad, and your swordsmanship is okay, but there is still a lot of room for improvement." Crazy Sword gave instructions with a senior attitude.
If he hadn't seen the Sword Immortal on the ground, Xing Cangliu would just sneer at this.
Who in the world is qualified to guide the successors of Hokuto Kenryu?
It can be seen that after seeing the shocking sword strike of the swordsman on the ground, Xing Cangliu's mentality changed drastically and he became extremely humble: "You are right, I am still far away from the true path of swordsmanship."
His heart is full of longing for the flying sword of the sword fairy on the earth, but more importantly, he is looking forward to the madman's sword.
In a land where the Sword Immortal was born, how weak can the swordsman that appears be?
"I will do my best, Madman Sword, I hope you can teach me how to use the sword."
He truly felt that Madman Sword's swordsmanship might be superior to his own.
In this fight, it would be great if the other party is willing to give me some pointers, as it will definitely help break through my own shackles.
Madman Jian was stunned at first, not expecting Xing Cangliu to be so humble.
Then Beijue Aoran, it seems that his fame has become so great that even Xing Cangliu considers himself inferior.
"Haha, I guess you have some eyesight." Madman accepted the sword generously and said: "For the sake of your sincerity, it doesn't matter if I give you some advice!"
He grabbed it casually and took out an ordinary Nirvana sword.
Xing Cangliu said: "Your Excellency, do you need to change to a better long sword? My sword is an inherited ancient sword, and it is very powerful."
Madman Jian said casually: "It's more than enough to deal with you, I don't need any good sword."
In fact, his Madman Sword doesn't need any good sword, most of its power lies in his Madman Sword.
Seeing how confident he was, Xing Cangliu became more and more certain that the opponent's swordsmanship was superior to his own.
Not only did this not make Xing Cangliu worried, but he was full of fighting spirit: "Okay, please be careful!"
The third young master who was watching saw Madman Sword calm and composed while Xing Cangliu was nervous and fearful, and his anxious heart quickly calmed down.
This battle must be won.
He took a deep breath and said: "You two, let's get started!"
Madman Sword's eyes flashed, and he immediately used his most proud Madman Sword.
He jumped forward, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
The speed of that instant burst was more than two thousand feet in one step, and the distance was so short, who could have prevented it?
Xing Cangliu can!
His eyes were sharp and he quickly caught the figure of the Madman Sword. He moved the four-foot-long sword in his hand and blocked the tip of the Madman Sword with incomparable accuracy.
The madman's sword failed, and the tip of the sword turned strangely, bypassing Xing Cangliu's long sword, and stabbed into his chest.
Xing Cangliu didn't panic, and with a twist of his wrist, the long sword immediately rotated to deflect the thrusting sword.
But despite being able to block it, the sword in Madman Sword's hand actually split into two, like two unexpected poisonous snakes biting Xing Cangliu.
The latter was extremely calm. When faced with a tricky sword, he raised the hilt and flicked it away lightly.
The madman failed to succeed with three sword strikes, so he took a few steps back, with a hint of pride appearing on his face: "Have you realized anything?"
Xing Cangliu frowned and said, "Are you serious about competing with me?"
The three swords just now, to be honest, were much inferior to expectations.
With his iron sword, he can win steadily with his normal strength.
This was different from what he imagined.
"What do you mean?" Madman Jian said displeased.
Xing Cangliu heard that the three swords struck just now by Madman Sword were its peak, and he couldn't help but be disappointed: "It turns out it was just wishful thinking on my part."
He also thought that the swordsman who appeared in the hometown of the Sword Immortal on Earth must be extraordinary.