Chapter 858 Gaoping Yongzhen
At the end of the winding ice cave, the natural ice cave has been chiselled to form an unenclosed space, like an ancient house. Although it is simple, it is fully functional.
The strange thing is that although there are ice holes cut into the walls like skylights, the room in the igloo is full of spring and does not feel cold. Looking out from the window, you can have an unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains. The position of the window is very clever, so that the strong mountain wind cannot flow into the house, so it will not freeze people on the spot.
In the "living room" of the igloo, on an ice bed as white as jade, the Sword Immortal King Yue, dressed in white as snow, stood up slowly and took the cold jade sword from the hand of the boy Wang Chun. There was a soft clang sound, and under the pressure of Wang Yue's thumb, the cold jade sword rose from its sheath, slightly revealing its true appearance. Suddenly, the igloo was filled with light. Chen Long couldn't help but squinted and said, "What a sword." !”
Wang Chun, the youngest son of Wang Yue, said politely at this moment: "The name of this sword is Hanyu, and it cuts iron like mud. When my father was in the camp in Ganzhou, he had a dream. In the dream, there was a god who guided him. I got this sword in the Cold Stone Cave in Yusha Mountain." His voice became clearer and more ups and downs, with a bit of childishness. After he finished speaking, he folded his hands and retreated to brothers Wang Chang and Wang Ling, standing with his hand on the sword handle at his waist.
The generals behind Chen Long, who are not the best in the world in martial arts, would not pay attention to the juniors of the Wang family. They all stood tall and waited for Chen Long to issue instructions. Chen Long smiled and looked at the starlight emitted by the cold jade sword, and finally sighed: "The cold jade is not stained by dust, who can solve my ice heart? Today's decisive battle on the top of the snow mountain, you are not allowed to do anything."
After saying that, he waved his hand and told everyone to stay back and fight Wang Yue alone in a showdown. Yunluo and Feiyan were shocked. After all, Wang Yue was known as the Sword Immortal and was famous throughout Jiuzhou. He rarely encountered an opponent in his life. Chen Long narrowly escaped death in his hands several times. Even though Chen Long's skills were improving day by day, I dare not say that I can defeat Wang Yue alone.
Wang Yue sneered and said: "Who can understand your Bing Xin? Stop boasting that you are working for the people's happiness. In my opinion, you are exactly the same as Yuan Gongli. If you don't kill you, the big man will eventually die at your hands. Today , let you and I come to an end, if you kill me, I will let you take over the country."
Chen Long stopped talking and reached for his arms. None of the long swords could be brought to the dome. There was only a short sword worn close to his side, but it would only be used in times of sudden danger. Chen Long slowly pulled out the short sword, which was as bright as a stream of autumn water, instantly covering up the faint starlight of Han Yujian.
Wang Yue saw that the blade was gorgeous. The seven materials of gold, silver, car channel, glass, water essence, coral and amber were arranged in the order of the Big Dipper. He recognized it at a glance, and his eyes immediately turned blood red. This sword was exactly the same as that of the past. The seven-star sword, the heirloom treasure of the Wang family, personally collected by the patriarch Wang Yun, fell into the hands of Chen Long and became the protective dagger of the Lord of Qinglong.
The more Wang Yue thought about the past, his blood had already risen. He raised his thumb slightly, and the cold jade sword was taken out of its sheath. Suddenly, the light shone in all directions. A strange sword mist seemed to be scattered in the air, and it was thick like water vapor. In an instant, It disappeared again, revealing the white and smooth sword body, and a warm breath filled the air.
Chen Long had already formulated a strategy in his mind. He deliberately did not borrow Ma Chao's long sword, but used a short sword to fight the enemy. This was precisely to stimulate Wang Yue's memories and seize the fleeting opportunity. Although it is short and dangerous, the short sword is king when you get close.
Sure enough, as soon as the short sword came out, Wang Yue's anger surged, and his face suddenly changed. What Chen Long wanted was this moment. In the short moment when Wang Yue picked up the sword with his thumb, everyone felt their eyes blurred, and the Seven-Star Sword With an afterimage of autumn water, it has invaded Wang Yue's arms.
Wang Yue is a peerless master. When he is calm and calm, his senses are many times sharper than ordinary people. It is extremely difficult to sneak attack on him. But even a swordsman cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires in the world. At this moment, when he suddenly saw the sword, all the past events were like images passing through his brain, naturally affecting Wang Yue's reaction. Therefore, it was not until the sharp edge of the short sword reached his chest that Wang Yue reacted and instinctively dodged. , the feet were slightly confused, the Seven-Star Sword had already followed him like a shadow, and stabbed eighteen times in the blink of an eye.
Although these eighteen swords did not pay attention to the sword technique, the swords were all as fast as lightning. They were thrust out with Chen Long's peak mass breathing technique. Outsiders could only see an afterimage of autumn water surrounding Wang Yue. They could not see it at all. I don’t know Chen Long’s method. Wang Yue, who was in the middle of the game, was even more miserable. Although the Hanyu Sword was not a long sword, it was completely isolated in front of Chen Long who was close at hand. Not to mention stabbing and injuring the enemy, even if he returned to the circle to defend, He was too late and occupied Wang Yue's right hand, which completely became a burden.
Wang Yue tried his best to protect his chest and abdomen with his left hand, blocking Chen Long's wrist veins. He knew that the seven-star sword was sharp, so he tried his best to dodge to avoid being hurt by the unparalleled sword energy, intending to escape from Chen Long's control with strange body skills. As long as he was two or three meters away from the Seven Star Sword, Wang Yue would have enough space and confidence to kill Chen Long with the Cold Jade Sword.
It's a pity that Chen Long is no longer the Longxia Aaron of the past. His lightness kung fu is unmatched by anyone in the world. Once his body skills are deployed, even Tu Xingsun on the Conferred God List will have a hard time finding a seam in the earth to escape. After eighteen blows, Chen Long saw clearly that there was panic in Wang Yue's eyes. He couldn't help tightening his grip and stabbed out the second round of twenty-four blows like thunder.
The two of them attacked and defended forty-two swords in a space of several meters in an instant. Danger was everywhere, but Wang Yue blocked and moved more and more awkwardly. Suddenly, there was a clang, and the shining cold jade sword was thrown away like rubbish. On the ground, Wang Yue simply abandoned his sword and finally had his hands free to launch a close counterattack.
The counterattack was imminent, Wang Yue couldn't help but let out a long roar, as if to vent his depressed emotions, his eyes were filled with light, and his aura erupted like cold rain and frost, instantly covering the warmth in the room. Suddenly his throat went cold. Wang Yue was startled and staggered back. He forgot that the white jade bed was behind him. He tripped on the foot of the bed and fell onto the bed with a snap. When his back touched the bed, Wang Yue immediately stood up. Unexpectedly, a round of sharp sword energy had already pressed against his throat, and he immediately froze on the bed, daring not to move any more.
These few times, even masters like Zhao Yun and Ma Chao didn't see clearly what was going on. It wasn't until the air suddenly solidified that Wang Chang, Wang Ling and others realized that the close combat had already settled, and in Chen Long's hands That sword was a cold jade sword that was as gentle as jade. The blade was as sharp as snow and frost. It pressed tightly against Wang Yue's throat while he was lying on the bed. The winner was decided.
It turned out that the moment the Hanyu Sword fell, Chen Long had already sensed Wang Yue abandoning the sword to defend himself from a close attack. In the blink of an eye, his toes had already poked the hilt of the Hanyu Sword, and just as Wang Yue's Gangqi was about to At the moment of the explosion, he inserted the knife and copied the sword in one go, and his hand changed from short to long. In the time and space that opened in an instant, he locked the cold jade sword at Wang Yue's throat.
Wang Chun was confused because of concern. He blurted out "Father" and was about to pounce on him when Wang Chang grabbed him. Seeing that his father's life was in danger, Wang Chun felt that his knees were weak and he could only lean on Wang Chang's arms tightly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Wang Yue's back was stiff for a long time, then he suddenly relaxed and fell softly on the bed. His eyes were slightly closed and he remained silent. The corners of his mouth twitched inadvertently, showing that he was going through a storm in his heart. Chen Long is undoubtedly his lifelong enemy. He was defeated miserably today and is either dead or alive.
Chen Long's senses were so sharp that he immediately sensed Wang Yue's changes, knowing that this stubborn opponent had completely given up. Zhao Yun, who had been monitoring the movements of the Wang brothers, came to his senses at this moment and cheered: "Congratulations to my lord for capturing the Sword Immortal alive in one battle. The Lord of the Blue Dragon is already a legend in the world."
The faces of the Wang brothers were all ashen. Wang Chang calmed down a little and was about to speak. Suddenly Wang Yue opened his eyes and stared straight at Chen Long. His eyes were not angry, but surprisingly confused, as if he had never heard of it. A color-blind person who had never seen a traffic light suddenly saw colors.
When Wang Chang saw Wang Yue wake up, he couldn't say anything he wanted to beg for mercy. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowered his head and looked at Wang Yue and said: "Old patriarch!"
Hearing Wang Chang's call, Wang Yue's cloudy eyes regained a little flexibility, and he looked up at Chen Long's handsome face, seeming to be thinking about whether he should surrender and survive. Chen Long also looked at the former swordsman king without any hesitation. He felt no joy at being able to trample him under his feet. Instead, he felt a touch of sadness.
Strong people cherish each other, and there is no joy in being hurt by others.
After traveling through time, Chen Long was once trampled on and ravaged by others, and he was also unable to do anything about Wen Ji's troubles. The enemy is so powerful and stubborn, Chen Long is still not sure about the future, and he doesn't know whether he can realize his ideals, and what joy he can have.
Wang Yue's voice was old and tired, as if it sounded from the underworld: "Today's skills are not as good as others, and there is no luck in my heart. I hope the Lord of Qinglong will give me a happy life. These young people are the leaders of the younger generations of the Wang family. Please Lord Qinglong, please show mercy."
After saying that, he whispered to Wang Chang and others: "After I die, burn me and put me in this igloo. My wish in this life is over. I have no worries anymore. Don't let others bother me." After that, he closed it again. Eyes, no more words.
Chen Long's heart was filled with excitement. Although Wang Yue was very capable, the younger members of the Wang family were all famous generals in future generations. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said in a deep voice: "As long as the sword fairy promises never to step out of this igloo for the rest of his life, the Wang family will forever rule Gaoping. How about that?"
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
