Chapter 228 The Disciple of the Sword Immortal
Jianxi is difficult to stay on the path of immortal travel. Go straight up to the sky. ----------Song Li Mixun's "Pop Pops·Every Year on the River Qingqiu Festival"
After the disbandment of the dynasty, Huangfu Song specially waited for Chen Long. It seemed that he had something to say, so Chen Long ordered Lu Chang and others to return to Cai Mansion first. Chen Long and Huangfu Song came out of the palace together and talked several times along the way. Chen Long was extremely sincere and hoped that Huangfu Song could understand and support his painstaking efforts. Huangfu Song seemed to feel something, and before leaving, he specifically told him to be careful. Although Chen Long didn't believe that someone would dare to attack him in the daytime, he was still vigilant and secretly took a long riding whip in his hand.
The long street is crowded with people and lined with shops, and there is no sign of danger. Chen Longma'er moved forward slowly, not far from Cai Mansion. He relaxed slightly and immediately felt a dangerous intrusion of mental power. He also immediately sensed that his relaxation had attracted a full blow from the ambush master.
Without warning, Chen Long turned over and hid in the horse's belly, escaping the fatal blow. However, the horse's back was pierced by three long swords. When the blood spurted out, Chen Long had already flown into the shop next to him and started to fight. escape.
As Chen Long fled, he felt a chill down his spine, so cold that he didn't dare to look back and could only move forward desperately. The person who ambushed me this time was definitely a master of assassination, a figure whose name would go down in history. How could I not have thought of who it could be?
After jumping around for a long time, Chen Long made a heavy fall, broke through the roof of a house, and fell into the room. The swordsman behind him obviously didn't expect Chen Long to enter the room, and suddenly floated over the hole. Then the three men in black made a spin and smashed through several window lattice of the bungalow, just in time to surround Chen Long, who was leaning against the corner. core.
There happened to be a long sword hanging on the wall. Chen Long drew the sword in his hand and finally faced these terrifying opponents head-on. The three swordsmen in black all covered their faces with blue cloth and surrounded Chen Long in a fan shape. Behind them was a thick brick wall. It could be said that it was difficult to fly with wings. Even if one of them was killed, he could not escape the sharp swords of the other two.
Chen Long held the long sword in his hand. Thinking of the fencing techniques of later generations, he calmed down and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why did you sneak attack on me? How can you be a hero if you attack the small with the many?"
The swordsman in black in the middle has a slim and straight figure and bright eyes. He is obviously the leader of the three. The long sword in his hand is sharp and thin, which is the best weapon for assassins. When the assassin saw Chen Long's question, he didn't answer and said softly: "You two are watching the battle, I'm going to join!"
Before he finished speaking, the thin assassin's long sword had already been taken out. For a moment, the sword flashed brightly, chopping and slashing, teasing and plucking, stabbing and pressing, with extremely flexible moves. When used with a fast sword, it can be said that it is a combination of hardness and softness, light and flowing, smooth and graceful, the sword is like a flying phoenix, and it is indescribably wonderful.
It's a pity that Chen Long is not a spectator, and before he has time to applaud and praise, he is already trapped in the terrifying whirlpool of the swordsmanship storm. Compared with the gun battle, the sword strikes were faster, with almost no gaps between the sword strikes. It was like a violent storm, and Chen Long couldn't see all the changes with his eyes. He could only use all his senses to predict that the next sword would appear. There, the swords in his hands flew left and right, adrenaline surged wildly, protecting his vitals.
After an unknown number of attacks, the man in black finally swung his sword horizontally, took a few steps back, panted slightly and glared at Chen Long, saying: "Three hundred attacks, you are the first person to survive three hundred attacks since I became a master. "
Chen Long held up the sword with both hands. Severe pain gradually came from his arms. After a closer look, it turned out that although the vital parts of his body were protected, the court clothes on his arms had been completely shattered. His arms were also injured by the sword energy, and blood was flowing down. .
Since traveling to the Three Kingdoms, Chen Long has never been so cowardly. After the Group Breathing Technique has been running for a week, Chen Long has already taken a breath. He raised his sword eyebrows and sneered: "You can't hold me down, so let's go up together!"
The man didn't expect Chen Long to be so stubborn, so he snorted and said: "You have such good eyebrows and good looks, why do you do such scandalous things as Dong Zhuo? You are no match for me. You will die today, what a pity!"
Chen Long's heart moved and he asked: "Who is Wang Yun of yours?"
The swordsman was stunned, and immediately shouted: "Who is Wang Yun, and what does it have to do with him?" He stopped talking and launched another round of violent attacks. Strangely, the other two men in black did not receive the order and still did not participate in the attack.
Chen Long was once again exposed to the turbulent waves of sword light. The short operation of the group breathing technique just now quickly restored his physical strength. The man in black was obviously not as good as Chen Long in recovering his physical strength, and Chen Long gradually made a few counterattacks.
The swordsman noticed that the counterattack was becoming more and more sharp, and secretly screamed that something was wrong. Unexpectedly, Chen Long's physical strength was so strong, and suddenly shouted wildly: "Come together!" The two people who were standing still moved instantly, and the three long swords instantly formed a sword formation. , and the coordination was so exquisite that Chen Long no longer had time to fight back. He only felt that the sword light was everywhere. He persisted for dozens of more moves, and was already in danger. Suddenly, with a pop, his left rib was cut open by the sharp sword, and the blood immediately collapsed. The flow dyed half of the clothes red.
Chen Long yelled, feeling that his inner strength was quickly released. He swept wildly with his sword, knocking away the long sword that cut him. Regardless of the threat of the other two long swords, he focused all his energy on the opponent who cut him, and attacked wildly. In an instant, With two puffs, his right arm and back were hit by two more swords. However, Chen Long looked like a mad tiger and attacked the swordsman on his left with all his strength. The swordsman panicked at the danger and was kicked on the calf by Chen Long. Teng Teng took a few steps back, and finally a gap appeared in the sword formation.
Chen Long rushed out of the gap with one step. At the same time, he turned his long sword behind his left hand and Dangdang blocked the two swords coming from behind. He had already pulled out the serrated dagger from his boot with his right hand and fired at the man in black on the right who was not yet firmly on his feet. The man in black didn't expect that he still had a weapon, so he slammed backwards in a hurry, smashed open a row of windows behind him, and rolled into the courtyard. Chen Long followed him like a shadow, kicked him in the back, and flew into the sky with the help of his strength. Finally freed from the cage, he flew onto the roof again.
The thin man in black at the head took the lead and chased after him. Chen Long wanted to turn around and fight, but felt his eyes go black. He knew he had lost too much blood, so he had to run away again. The man in black was about to succeed, so how could he give up? With a javelin, the long sword flew out of his hand and pierced Chen Long's heart like a javelin. Just as the tip of the sword was about to penetrate the body, suddenly a fast horse galloped up the long street. A figure on the fast horse flew up with a sword. He knocked the flying sword away with one sword and fell down the long street with Chen Long in his arms. At this time, the long street was already in chaos. A horseman led hundreds of soldiers to rush towards him. Chen Long saw Huang Gai in the lead. He felt relieved and immediately fainted in front of the man who saved him. In arms.
When the man in black saw Huang Gai coming, he whistled and fled without a trace in the blink of an eye. Huang Gai hurriedly ordered four gates to be notified immediately, sealed the gates, and arrested the assassin. When he saw Chen Long fainting in the arms of someone, he was picked up and helped to Cai Mansion for treatment. Then he bowed deeply to the person who rescued Chen Long and said, "Thank you, General Huangfu, for your generous rescue!"
The person who rescued Chen Long was none other than the former imperial general and the current chief minister Nong Huangfu Songhuangfu Yizhen. Huangfu Song, who had a sense of justice, felt the same way just now when he had a conversation with Chen Long. He also heard that the royalists were going to be unfavorable to Chen Long, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Then he walked along the street towards Cai's Mansion, and sure enough he found that the long street in front was chaotic, and there seemed to be a fight. Huangfu Song separated from the crowd and moved forward, just in time to save Chen Long's life.
Huang Gai finished his courtesy, picked up the assassin's sword that he had just shot down, pulled Huangfu Song's sleeve and continued to ask: "General Huangfu, you are well-informed, can you recognize this sword? If there are any clues, Huang Gai represents everyone. Thanks to the Qinglong Army."
Huangfusong glanced at the long sword and saw that the blade was extremely narrow and thin, and he already knew it. Unexpectedly, they actually invited the disciples of the Sword Immortal, and all three of them came together to deal with Chen Long. On the surface, he shook his head and said: "There is no special mark on this sword. I really don't know. I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"
Huang Gai saw that Huangfu Song didn't mean what he said, so he smiled and stopped asking questions. After thanking him, he said goodbye and went back home to visit Chen Long. Huangfu Song rode back to his home, and turned into the mansion of his old friend Sima Fang on the way.
Sima Fang, courtesy name Jiangong, was born in Wen County, Hanoi, and was the son of Sima Jun, the prefect of Yingchuan in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Sima Fangsheng had eight sons, the famous "Sima Bada" in history, and Sima Yi was the second son. Sima Fang has an upright and fair character, and maintains his dignity even in leisure places such as banquets. He is the representative of the famous "Sima family" in Yingchuan in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. He has praised Cao Cao many times and is his chief talent. No one knows this better than him, the current Imperial Jingzhao Yin and Qi Duwei, and the hermit sages around Chang'an.
Huangfu Song told the story of Chen Long's assassination today, especially the man in black with a long sword. Sima Fang pretended to smile mysteriously and said: "I heard that the Sword Immortal King Yue has a disciple named Shi'a. His swordsmanship is rare in the world. If we meet an enemy, could it be this person?"
Huangfu Song felt as if he was enlightened and said in shock: "Who can invite the disciple of the Sword Immortal?"
Sima Fang smiled secretly: "I also made a wild guess. I just heard that the swordsmanship is so good, so I made this guess. If Brother Huangfu hadn't rescued Chen Long, I would have thought it was you who invited him."
Huangfu Song's heart moved, and he gradually understood. He smiled at Sima Fang and said, "Brother Sima is still resourceful and discerning. But among all the heroes in the world, Brother Sima is the only one who is optimistic about Cao Mengde. Why?"
Sima Fang Lianlian shook his head and said: "Cao Mengde is a hero, and Chen Wenlong is a hero. Both are heroes in the world, and I can't tell the difference between strong and weak. However, Chen Long was attacked today, maybe it is his weakness?"
Huangfu Song said: "Oh, Brother Sima is saying that Chen Long is not ruthless enough and trusts others too much?" Sima Fang was noncommittal. The two drank tea and chatted until late at night.
Again, Chen Long was seriously injured and fell into a coma. His three beautiful wives were crying and wiping their tears beside him, urging the imperial doctor sent by the emperor to treat him. Especially the pregnant Cai Yan, who had just become a bride, was seriously injured by Chen Long. She cried out that her life was miserable and she had harmed Chen Long. The whole Cai family was in chaos.
The imperial doctor, named Ji Ping, helped bandage Chen Long's wound and apply medicine. Tong Feifei and Zou urged Ji Ping to prescribe some medicine to stop bleeding and promote muscle growth. The imperial doctor sat at the table, picked up the brush, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he said to himself: "Chen Long, Chen Long, if I let you be so arrogant, I will kill you today without knowing how you died!"
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
