The contemporary descendant of the Zongheng Sword Sect came out of the mountain because Wan Jian from Wudang Mountain returned to the sect.
When the Sword Lord is born, a great age will arise.
From the time when I realized that Wanjian returned to his clan,
It took more than half a year for Yang Qingyuan to be able to restrain his sword intention. It was no longer like it was at the beginning. For the sword, it was like a self-propelled aphrodisiac. The sword made him want to stick to Yang Qingyuan.
As soon as the sword intention moves, it is the kendo tauren.
Originally Yang Qingyuan restrained the Sword Lord's sword intention, but as he and Xuanjian started to fight, the sword intention gradually became uncontrollable.
Gai Nie's green frost and Wei Zhuang's shark teeth were all trembling in the scabbard.
At first, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang tried their best to suppress it, but as the battle between Xuan Jian and Yang Qingyuan progressed, the sword intent became stronger and stronger.
Gai Nie smiled bitterly, and then released his right hand that was suppressing Qingshuang.
The Qingshuang Sword was drawn out of its sheath and landed in front of him, slightly bent towards Yang Qingyuan.
The second uncle saw that his uncle had released the hilt of the sword before him, and then he released his hand, letting the shark teeth fall to the ground.
Er Gouzi's damn desire to win must be better than his senior brother.
The battle in the field became more and more intense. Yang Qingyuan and Xuan Jian were both top masters in the Dongxuan Realm. With their cultivation level, they could control their sword energy and prevent it from leaking even during a sword fight.
But as the two of them attacked with all their strength, the sword energy and sword intent still began to spread around.
The ginkgo tree closest to the two people was surrounded by a trace of sword energy from the fight between the two, and was cut into several sections in an instant.
The young Gai Nie Weizhuang looked at each other and saw that the swordsmanship of these two men was far beyond their horizons.
Xuanjian is skilled both internally and externally, with his black and white swords and the reincarnation of life and death.
Sword Master Yang Qingyuan is still alive, and his sword energy is endless and unparalleled.
Even their master Gui Guzi showed such strength in front of the two of them.
But soon, Wei Zhuang discovered that something was wrong!
"Brother, why doesn't Xuan Jian seem to be affected by this man's sword intention at all?!"
Gai Nie did not answer immediately, but looked at the sword in Xuanjian's hand carefully, and then spoke slowly after a while.
"Master said that Xuan Jian experienced a life-and-death victory back then. Since then, Xuan Jian can no longer be called a swordsman...but a slave driven by the sword!"
"Sword slave?!" Wei Zhuang's eyes were filled with disbelief.
How could a great swordsman like Xuan Jian be a sword slave? !
When the young Zongheng duo felt surprised, Yang Qingyuan had already figured out something was wrong.
Wanjian Chaozong is the nemesis to all the swordsmen in the world.
Although Yang Qingyuan did not intentionally activate the sword intention, it was enough to interfere with Xuan Jian's sword draw. However, so far, the sword in Xuan Jian's hand has not been greatly affected.
It's not like Yang Qingyuan has never seen someone who is better than Xuanjian in swordsmanship.
Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Taibai, Guanlan Mountain Master Mo Guanlan, whoever is not a swordsman in the realm of Fa Tianxiang and Earth will also be affected by the Wanjian Chaozong.
As the battle between the two continued, Yang Qingyuan gradually realized that something was wrong. Yang Qingyuan was so keen on swordsmen and sword intentions.
But as the battle intensified, Yang Qingyuan could only feel the edge of the sword, but not the person holding the sword.
Now Xuan Jian is controlling the black and white swords, but the black and white swords are controlling Xuan Jian. This is simply a shame for a swordsman.
Xuanjian also felt Yang Qingyuan's gaze.
"I don't like your look very much!"
Yang Qingyuan didn't ask any questions, just shook his head, what a pity, a generation of swordsman became a slave of grudges.
Yang Qingyuan's figure disappeared, and his shadow seemed to be everywhere.
Swordsmanship has never been the martial arts that Yang Qingyuan is best at, Qinggong and Shenfa are.
Xuanjian, who was originally at ease, began to feel the pressure.
His sword energy could no longer keep up with Yang Qingyuan's movement skills!
"Zheng!"
The black sword slashed down, passing directly through Yang Qingyuan in front of him, and there was another afterimage.
The white sword backhand, Su Qin carried the sword to resist Yang Qingyuan's sword thrust from behind. At the same time, the black sword spun out, and the sword energy swept across the field.
The murderous spirit is strong, and there are ten swings and ten battles.
Yang Qingyuan's figure flashed to avoid the sword, but Xuanjian's attack had already turned around.
In an instant, the black and white swords struck out eighteen swords respectively, and thirty-six sword energies overlapped and unified, heading straight for Yang Qingyuan.
"Well done!"
Yang Qingyuan secretly admired in his heart that although this man has been enslaved by the sword, his swordsmanship is truly extraordinary.
Thirty-six swords merge into one, capable of drilling holes in gold and stone, and breaking steel.
But such a murderous sword intent is still unable to shake the mountains.
Yang Qingyuan's sword suddenly changed, becoming as thick as a mountain.
The Five Elements Dao Sword, the Five Sacred Heavenly Sword!
The power of the sword becomes the Five Mountains, and the mountains and seas cannot be moved.
No matter how powerful and murderous Xuanjian's sword was, it was nothing compared to the five mountains in the sky.
Such a sword not only failed to shake Yang Qingyuan's sword power, but the black and white swords were knocked out by this sword!
"Good swordsmanship!"
In a flash of movement, Xuanjian caught the two swords that were knocked away by Yang Qingyuan.
At the same time, it rose into the sky, and the murderous intent of the sword almost turned into reality on Xuan Jian's body.
This opponent is really in line with Xuan Jian's wishes. The Xuan Jian here is not a human being, but a pair of black and white swords.
Since the fight with Guiguzi, although he has encountered many masters, there are many who are stronger than Yang Qingyuan.
But opponents like Yang Qingyuan who can have a hearty battle with him are rare.
The sound of the black and white swords in his hands made the killing intent become stronger and stronger.
Xuan is black and Jian is white. Xuanjian sword meets people with swords. When meeting Yang Qingyuan, a living swordsman, it is like encountering a mortal enemy.
The black sword is impermanent, the white sword is fearless, the upright edge kills life, the reverse edge calms the soul!
The sword's power and murderous aura are integrated into one body.
Double swords slash!
Xuan Jian's two swords overlapped, and the killing intent of the sword energy instantly exploded tenfold.
Yang Qingyuan faced such murderous and domineering sword moves without dodge!
The Zhanlu sword in the palm made a soft sound, and the sword energy became sharper and sharper.
Different from the natural nature of the Luoxia Liuzhu Sword, the weight of the Wuyue Zhitian Sword.
This sword only has edge, endless edge.
The sword energy was so strong that it penetrated the clouds and split the sky, seeming to separate the heaven and the earth.
Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie felt that their eyes were filled with sword light and couldn't help but close their eyes slightly.
When the two of them opened their eyes, the outcome was already decided.
Xuan Jian's figure has disappeared in the courtyard, and there are only fragments of the white sword blade and a finger on the ground.
The Jian sword was broken and Xuan Jian fled.
Of course, there was blood flowing out of the corner of Yang Qingyuan's mouth. Xuanjian's "Double Swords Hua Slash" move was so powerful that even Yang Qingyuan was injured by its murderous intent.
Yang Qingyuan had only scratched the surface of his Tai Chi skills. He could resolve the huge force, but it was difficult for him to remove all Xuan Jian's murderous intent and sword intent.
The reason why Yang Qingyuan did not chase him out was because his inner aura was disturbed by the murderous aura and became chaotic in an instant.
At the same time, Yang Qingyuan was also wary of Xuanjian.
Although Yang Qingyuan was 70% sure of killing Xuan Jian after chasing him out, this was a time-consuming and labor-intensive task, and he might even be injured by Xuan Jian's deathbed counterattack.
If Yang Qingyuan was unemployed at the moment, or simply the minister of Dali Temple, he would naturally continue to pursue him.
But now he is the Marquis of Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the commander of the Tiance Army of 180,000 troops.
Supporting Jinyang and defeating the bandit army are the top priorities. No matter how important a person Xuan Jian is, he will be insignificant compared with Jinyang.
Let alone Xuanjian, even if Gong Ziyu was here, Yang Qingyuan would not pursue him.
This is not a question of whether we can win or not, but a question of trade-offs.
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Jinyang City.
This is already the seventh day that Jinyang City has been besieged.
Both the offensive and defensive sides have their own unique plans.
But Jinyang City already stands here.
Seven days of attack and defense caused considerable losses to the Mohe tribe, but the number of soldiers killed in the battle had reached 60,000.
But Nur Haqi didn't feel distressed at all.
Because these dead people were all soldiers and horses of small tribes attached to the Eight Banners, or soldiers and horses of Nurhaji in Houjin, including the Zhou soldiers and horses who had taken refuge in Nurhaji.
Nurhaqi's own elites suffered less than 8,000 casualties. As the opponents were injured, Nurhaqi's control over Houjin's army became stronger and stronger.
In troubled times, there are people who are willing to turn the tide, and naturally there are also people who are willing to betray their masters for glory and become lackeys of foreign races.
On the seventh day, the siege was taken over by a group of traitorous troops.
Compared with Sergeant Mohe, they have a higher degree of control over the equipment, are more familiar with the Zhou army's tactics, and are better at attacking cities.
The leader is Wu Qianqiu, the general from Yecheng in Jizhou.
"Wu Qianqiu, you have been favored by the emperor, why do you help the tyrants and become a lackey of a foreign race?!"
Zhao Tianlin looked at Wu Qianqiu, his beard and hair splayed out, furious.
Wu Qianqiu once served under him, but now he has taken refuge with foreigners like Nur Haqa.
"Old General, this is wrong! As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to roost, and a good minister chooses his master. The Great Zhou Dynasty does not need me, but Prince Qing chooses the virtuous and capable. How can I not rely on him? I have worked in the Zhou court for so many years. I'm just a general. But now Prince Qing has appointed me as the Commander-in-Chief of the Qingyi Army, commanding 20,000 Zhou troops and 30,000 Mohe troops."
For Wu Qianqiu, Nur Haqia's move south was an opportunity.
"I only had two small defeats in the north, and then I was transferred to Jizhou and became a general."
"Two small defeats?! You can tell me how many lives your soldiers lost due to your two small defeats. The court is kind and grateful that you will fight bravely, but they are just cutting your posts and leaving them idle. What else do you want?! Let more soldiers be killed?!" Will he die in your hands?!"
Wu Qianqiu snorted coldly, "It's useless to talk more. Let's see the real deal!"
Another day of fighting, with casualties on both sides.
The situation on the battlefield has not changed significantly, but something happened in Jinyang City.
"Master Xuanwu, something serious has happened!"
Thousands of Jinyi guards in Jinyang City hurriedly rushed into Yu Yanyi's handsome mansion, just as Yu Yanyi and others were discussing something.
As soon as he entered the house, Xuanwu smelled the smell of blood on his body, and Yu Yanyi also noticed that there was blood on the bottom of Qianhu's Feiyu uniform and on his hands.
"What happened!" Looking at the anxious look on Jin Yiwei Qianhu's face, combined with the blood stains on his body, Xuanwu realized that this was by no means a trivial matter.
"Your Majesty, all the brothers at the Jinyiwei stronghold in Jinyang City have been killed!"
The situation was urgent, and since Yu Yanyi and Zhao Tianlin were both important ministers of the imperial court, and the rest were also important generals in Jinyang City, Qianhu did not shy away from speaking out about the situation.
Xuanwu's expression changed drastically when he heard this. At this juncture, something happened to Jin Yiwei's secret stronghold.
"Master Yu, I will lead people to take a look."
Yu Yanyi also realized that something was wrong, nodded and said, "Bring someone to investigate this matter immediately."
Xuanwu immediately led the people and ran all the way to the stronghold. This place has been surrounded by dozens of Jinyi guards.
"what happened?!"
Xuanwu frowned and asked immediately.
Qian Hu on the side immediately reported back, "Replying to the envoy, my subordinates have not received any news from this stronghold today. They felt that something was wrong, so they brought people here to check. As soon as they arrived, they discovered the Jin Yiwei here. The spies were all killed.”
Xuanwu nodded when he heard this, and then walked into the room.
There are a total of seven Jinyi guards in this house. Six people died in five different rooms, and the remaining one died in the main hall.
Jinyang Jinyi Guard Qianhu said, "Your Majesty, there are no signs of fighting in the house. It must have been done by a person with high martial arts skills. Our brothers have no power to resist in front of him."
Xuanwu didn't answer and just continued to survey the scene.
There were two people in one of the rooms. One fell at the door of the room, and the other fell five steps away from the door, still holding the handle of the knife in his hand.
One was hit with a sword in the abdomen, and the other was hit with a sword in the throat.
Both of their pupils were dilated, as if they had seen something frightening or shocking.
Soon, Xuanwu had surveyed all the sites.
"Sir, have you discovered anything?!"
The expression on Xuanwu's face was indescribable. He was silent for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice.
"Why do you want to attack your own robe!?"
Jinyiwei Qianhu's expression froze, and he squeezed out an ugly smile and said, "Your Majesty, this is not a joke! How could a subordinate attack his own subordinates?! They are all my relatives, friends, and brothers. ah!"
"There are no signs of fighting in the house. It is indeed possible that the martial arts masters said so, but these brothers are all year-round spies, and their vigilance is not low. Five of them were stabbed in the abdomen, which shows that the murderer is very close to them, but even so , they still didn’t put their hands on the knife.”
"There may be such masters, but it is more likely that the person who took action is an acquaintance of theirs! So they had no defense when they approached."
"Your Majesty, I..."
Xuanwu raised his hand and said, "You don't have to rush to defend. Just listen to what I have to say."
"Two of them died in a room. Their clothes were not neat and they should have rested in the room, but the door bolts of their rooms were not damaged at all! One of them even fell at the door. , This shows that the murderer did not break in, but asked the person to open the door."
"..."
"The man who died at the door of the room was stabbed in the abdomen, and the man who died in the room pressed the scabbard with his hand, but was stabbed in the throat. It can be concluded that when the two of them started, they were unprepared for the person who called the door, but after After the murderer killed the first person, the second person tried to resist, but was cut down by the murderer with a knife."
Cold sweat broke out on Qianhu's back, but he still refused to admit that he did it.
"All of this is just speculation, with absolutely no evidence!"
Xuanwu looked at Qianhu as if he were an idiot.
"Do you think I, the Jin Yiwei, is the Dali Temple?! Since when did we have to rely on evidence to convict a case?!"
ps: I wish all my friends who are single or not single a happy Chinese Valentine’s Day.
Those who are single will have a girlfriend tomorrow, and those who are not single will get married tomorrow.
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