Commander Wang and ten elite sergeants were so fast that they jumped over the city wall and rushed into the inner city, running wildly along the streets.
"The city guards are doing their business, please get out of the way." Commander Wang shouted, and the roar was like a bell ringing for thousands of meters. It was just as the sun was setting in the west and the evening breeze was beginning to rise. Many people took to the streets after tea and dinner, wandering around in twos and threes, chatting.
, the whole wide street was bustling with people.
Commander Wang's loud roar was like rolling thunder, moving like a wave along the long street. Pedestrians were frightened like birds and beasts, and they all gave way.
The three words "city guard" are enough.
"Is that the city guard?"
"They don't look much alike." A sharp-eyed person said, "They look more like people from the military camp."
"How come the people from the military camp are mixed up with the ruffians from the city guard?"
"Those ruffians from the City Guards also served in the military camp."
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In the City Health Department Hall, the sword was sharp and its light was dazzling. The sharp cry of the flying eagle echoed in the hall, like a returning wind or a whirlpool. The sharp sound continued to penetrate Lin Xiao's eardrums, seeming to pierce him.
Break, stab straight to the forehead.
Wen Jingxu drew his sword and immediately showed his superb swordsmanship, which was even more superb than that of Wen Liang.
As the saying goes, "laymen watch the show, insiders watch the door," when it comes to swordsmanship, Lin Xiao can be regarded as an expert. It can be seen at a glance that Wen Jingxu's swordsmanship is superb and extraordinary. His swordsmanship is clearly a second-rate swordsmanship, and
Cultivation to the state of great success.
To be able to practice a second-rate swordsmanship to a great level at the age of twenty is undoubtedly astonishing.
Lin Xiao himself knew very well that without the achievement points to improve, he would still be struggling to practice basic swordsmanship, and it would be difficult for him to come into contact with any third-rate swordsmanship, let alone second-rate swordsmanship.
But Lin Xiao will not belittle himself just because others are great.
It's still the same principle. Since I own it, I should make the best use of it. The so-called good steel is used on the blade, and it is nothing more than this.
Being able to use record points to improve yourself is actually a kind of 'talent'. What's more, using record points to improve your swordsmanship and gain an extremely solid foundation in swordsmanship, so as to understand the true meaning of the sword, is not just a matter of consuming record points to improve your swordsmanship.
Come.
Therefore, I, Lin Wuming, am really the son of destiny.
Lin Xiao raised his sword, White Bird on his left and Xingliu on his right. White Bird performed the Swift Wind Sword Technique, and Xingliu performed the Thunderbolt Sword Technique. The wind swept across the sky to meet Wen Jingxu's sword light, which was like a flying eagle volleying in the air.
Wen Jingxu.
Although he was deeply impressed by Wen Jingxu's superb swordsmanship, Lin Xiao did not have the slightest idea of discussing heroes with swords and have a good discussion. Defeat is defeat, and killing the enemy is killing the enemy. It cannot be generalized.
If you want to distinguish between life and death, then you have to do your best, and you will not be happy if you see the hunting spirit.
There was thunder roaring in Wen Jingxu's ears, rolling closer, the sword light shattered the sky like cold electricity, dazzling, his scalp was numb, and his whole body felt cold. He did not hesitate to let out a long roar, and his body suddenly rose a foot taller, and his arms shook his wrists.
Turning sharply, the sword light flickered like an eagle taking off its feathers and shooting out. The flying feathers were like a waterfall, like a hundred arrows fired in unison.
They all felt a stinging pain like pinpricks.
What a fierce swordsmanship!
The White Bird Sword and the Xingliu Sword rose up, the intertwining wind and thunder, the howling wind and the roaring thunder, struck head-on, shattering the sword light like flying feathers and arrows, and killed Wen Jingxu mercilessly.
It has to be said that Wen Jingxu's strength is indeed much higher than that of Wen Liang. As a son of a martial arts family, his own talent is not weak, so the skills and martial arts he practices are not low-level, but they are second-rate.
Among the second-rate people, they are also considered to be the best. As a sword guard, Wen Liang's martial arts skills are one level lower than those of an ordinary second-rate swordsman.
The difference between an ordinary second-rate person and an upper-level second-rate person is a few percent, which is enough to bring about a clear strength gap between people with the same level of cultivation.
The second-rate martial arts is not as good as the first-rate, but it is worse than the third-rate. Its value is also very amazing, and there are not many in the world.
For example, among the Baiyun Gang, there are naturally second-rate martial arts, but they are just ordinary second-rate martial arts.
The sword struck forward, but Wen Jingxu suddenly pulled back and said: "You are very strong and your swordsmanship is superb. You can follow me into the Wen family. At that time, you can also follow me to the Yijianmen of the Dynasty Dongzhou Kendo Sect for further training.
Stronger swordsmanship."
Lin Xiao did not expect that Wen Jingxu would recruit him under such circumstances.
Is this the son of aristocratic family?
He does not dare to offend those who come from more powerful forces, but he can do whatever he wants to those who are inferior to him. Now that he realizes that he is strong enough and has superb swordsmanship, he wants to recruit himself for his use. It is really... realistic.
"Are you worthy of Wen Liang who died under my sword?" Lin Xiao asked rhetorically.
"You are stronger than Wen Liang, and your swordsmanship is better than Wen Liang. It is Wen Liang's honor to die by your sword." Wen Jingxu's eyes shrank instantly. He actually saw the long sword behind Lin Xiao. The hilt looked familiar, and he had already known it in his heart.
I was somewhat certain. Now that I heard it, I was still trembling in my heart, but I said this: "The road to martial arts is to fight. Going upstream is like a thousand sails. Some people will be knocked over by the waves, and some will be crushed by other sailboats."
Even if they die unexpectedly, there are still people who can ride the wind and waves and move forward."
"My Wen family is a martial arts family, and the county is famous. It is not weak at all among the entire dynasty families, and it is closely related to the government. For those who are from ordinary backgrounds, whether they want to improve in martial arts or in the
It will be of great help to my career advancement step by step." Wen Jingxu talked eloquently, full of confidence and spirit: "My eldest sister joined the Yijian sect in her early years. Now that she has returned from learning swordsmanship, I will ask her to introduce me to the Yijian sect.
Sect, as my sword guard, you can go with me when the time comes and have the opportunity to learn the supreme swordsmanship of Yi Jian Sect."
"Right now, I just want to kill you." Lin Xiao was unmoved and determined in his heart. Under the inner fire that seemed to be extinguished but actually internal training, the murderous intention suddenly erupted like rolling lava.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xiao used the Heavenly Crane Wind Riding Technique to the extreme. His body seemed to be riding on the wind, his swords were flying across the sky, and the wind was about to stir and thunder began to roar.
In an instant, a spiritual light suddenly appeared in Lin Xiao's mind, tearing through the dark night sky like a thunderbolt. The light burst out, and enlightenment surged out like a spring. It seemed like a strong wind, like thunder rushing from the sky.
It was an epiphany, a sudden enlightenment.
Lin Xiao finally grasped it, grasped that little bit of aura.
The white bird sword in his left hand brought up a gust of wind. It was a strong wind, the wind of air currents, the wind of heaven and earth. In the wind, Lin Xiao suddenly felt a little happier.
Wisps of sword wind suddenly blew towards the Xingliu Sword in his right hand, as if they were constantly hitting the sword body, making a sound like gold and iron. Lin Xiao held the sword in his right hand and slowly handed it forward. The wind sounds seemed to converge into one force and hit the mountain.
The wall gave off bursts of sound, turning into rolling thunder. The wind assisted the thunder, and the thunder borrowed the power of the wind.
For a moment, Lin Xiao only felt the extremely powerful Tianhe Current inside his body, as if it turned into a strong wind sweeping across, and kept colliding with each other, making thunderous roars, like wild thunder. I held the sword, and when the wind suddenly blew up, it turned into thunder.
And move.
As if the Xingliu Sword carrying a huge weight was slowly extended forward, surrounded by endless air currents, there was a roar of thunder, and the sword's power was steady, heavy, and domineering.
When the sword was handed out, Lin Xiao's face turned red involuntarily, as if he was overwhelmed but had to exert all his strength, even the strength to suck milk, otherwise, the sword would stop, and he would even lose control of letting go and drop it.
Once this happened, Lin Xiao felt an indescribable feeling, as if he would lose something.
Hold it tightly and give it as hard as you can.
When it is halfway out, its sword speed begins to slowly increase. Every time it is extended, the sword speed doubles, getting faster and faster.
When the sword was extended three-quarters of the way, its speed was as fast as the wind, and it was killing Wen Jingxu.
The sword was so powerful and domineering that it struck first and fell on Wen Jingxu. Wen Jingxu immediately felt cold all over his body and stiffened. His scalp was numb and his long hair seemed to stand on end. There seemed to be a numbing sensation of electric shock flowing through his body.
Horror!
fear!
Panic!
Wen Jingxu was unable to move. He opened his mouth and exclaimed: "Secret Sword...Secret Sword..."
In the next breath, his inner energy exploded without reservation. His whole body trembled and his nostrils bleed. Wen Jingxu broke free from the oppression of the terrifying sword force and retreated again.
Lin Xiao's sword has reached its extreme speed. The body and sword merge into one, and the whole person seems to disappear, turning into a thunderbolt across the sky, instantly illuminating the entire main hall, just like thunder rushing through the night sky, whitening the empty room, and illuminating Wen Jingxu.
A face full of panic.
quick!
The ultimate speed is the speed of thunder borrowing the power of wind, and the speed of violent wind turning into thunder.
When a sword struck, Wen Jingxu roared and swung his sword with all his strength to fight back. The sword light burst, and the long sword flew and stuck on the wall. Wen Jingxu's shoulder was directly hit, as if it was stuffed with gunpowder, and it exploded to pieces.
, the explosion caused his whole body to fly upside down like a broken straw, blood spilled in the air, and his eyes were filled with confusion, confusion, and panic.
Dying.
I, the third son of the Wen family, a noble martial arts family, have a great future, but I have to die here, under the sword of a mud-legged man. The reason is just for a sword. It is simply... ridiculous.
If it happens again, then I will... definitely return to the family first and let the true martial arts masters in the family come and take action to avoid future troubles.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
Even to the point of death, Wen Jingxu didn't think that what he did was wrong, maybe he was already used to it.
Lin Xiao listened to the old-fashioned and harsh voice in his mind, and suddenly fell to the ground. When his legs and feet touched the ground, he unconsciously collapsed. He handed out the sword, which actually drained all his strength. The two swords fell aside unconsciously, and his body was full of energy.
He was weak up and down, and every muscle and tendon was trembling with overwhelming force, as if in mourning.
Lin Xiao couldn't help but be horrified. His sudden inspiration of the lightning sword turned out to be so powerful. It seemed to be even more powerful than the beginner's Tianhe Zongyun swordsmanship. The power was so terrifying that he lost his accuracy in the end. Otherwise, it was originally a sword.
The stabbing that stabbed Wen Jingxu's throat was definitely not his shoulder.
But its power was also extremely terrifying. It shattered the shoulder, just like being hit hard by a giant axe. It was shocking.
"Secret Sword..." Lin Xiao looked confused, feeling that he was indeed still a newbie in martial arts. While sighing with emotion, he took out the internal elixir and quickly took it and refined it.