There were nine levels of swordsmanship in the Daxia Dynasty.
The ten great sword gods are all in the ninth realm.
Yang Feng practiced swordsmanship for fifteen years and entered the sixth realm.
Of course, this is closely related to Yang Feng's talent.
On the second day after the silence was restored at the old site of Lieyang, Yang Feng once again stepped into the door of Lieyang Sect.
The old man did not appear. When Yang Feng took several steps, he suddenly heard a cough from behind.
The old man didn't look like the immortal before, and his plain white robe was stained with blood.
He held the sword in his hand and his eyes were firmly locked on Yang Feng.
Yang Feng had no doubt that as long as he took another step, the old man in front of him would definitely kill him with a sword.
"Hey! Senior, I don't mean to offend you, I just care about you."
After saying that, in order to show his sincerity, Yang Feng also handed the other party a glass of water.
The old man did not take the water, but sat down quietly.
Looking at Yang Feng, their eyes met.
"Ahem! Senior."
As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, there was a sound of horse hooves outside the door.
The old man glanced at Yang Feng, held his sword, and blocked the door of the Lieyang Sect.
Yang Feng found a place to hide.
"Senior, it's dangerous outside. Let's get out of the spotlight first. Besides, you're injured too, right?"
The old man ignored Yang Feng's words. His clothes were stained with blood, and his expression was so determined.
Yang Feng didn't understand. This was obviously a dilapidated site with nothing in it. Why was this old man so stubborn?
While Yang Feng was hiding, the old man drew his sword.
Only this time, the old man's sword was slower than ever.
The leader of the cavalry dismounted.
The sword on his waist was unsheathed.
The two swords collided, and the sword in the old man's hand trembled and finally shattered to the ground. However, the sword in the hand of the cavalryman who drew the sword did not stop, and the sword was about to pierce the old man's heart.
Dang!
A sword stood in front of the old man.
"Scorching Sun?!"
The old man will never forget this burning heat and sharp breath.
"Boy, who are you? How dare you meddle in my business? Do you know who I am?"
Hearing this, Yang Feng's face was filled with displeasure.
"I don't care who you are!"
After Yang Feng pushed away the opponent's sword, he supported the old man.
Yang Feng had tried out the sword just now. The swordsmanship of the man in front of him was at least in the seventh level.
He was able to compete with the opponent because of the power of the Fierce Sun Sword.
"Okay, then go die!"
The cavalry leader, with a sword in his hand, attacked Yang Feng.
Their swords collided.
Both sides are evenly matched.
"Where did this boy from the mountain village come from? He has such superb swordsmanship, and the sword in his hand..."
The man became more and more frightened as he fought. He had the upper hand at first, but now he seemed to be being suppressed.
It's incredible.
The old man's gaze also shifted from the Lieyang Sword to Yang Feng.
"It's so similar, he must have lied to me."
The old man murmured.
After Yang Feng fought with the man for more than ten rounds, he fell into decline.
In the realm of swordsmanship, there is one realm and one realm. Even if you have the Fierce Sun Divine Sword in your hand, it is useless without the matching swordsmanship.
"Boy, your death has come. Don't worry, I will treat this sword well after you die."
The knight also saw that Yang Feng's swordsmanship was not high, and he was able to make the young man in front of him deal with him for so long with nothing more than the sword in his hand.
"Lend me your sword."
A voice sounded in Yang Feng's ear.
Yang Feng, knowing that the situation was critical, did not hesitate and threw the blazing sun in his hand towards where the old man was standing.
"sword
be mine! "
The knight also knew that he must not let this sword fall into the hands of the old man, otherwise there would be no suspense about the outcome of this battle.
Bang!
The Fierce Sun Sword fell steadily into the old man's hands.
bass!
The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and the light of a sword chills fourteen continents.
A sword pierced the man's throat.
After the man fell to the ground, the old man jumped on his horse and killed dozens of cavalrymen.
And Yang Feng had a panoramic view of all this.
Gulu!
This is a real killing sword, nothing fancy.
Simple, straightforward, and not sloppy at all.
"May I have your name?"
After the old man finished everything, he walked up to Yang Biebao as if nothing had happened and asked about the problem when the two met for the first time.
"Yang Zhong's son, Yang An!"
This time Yang Feng did not intend to keep hiding it, because the other party could see the Fierce Sun Sword at a glance and helped him to rescue him, which meant that the other party had a close relationship with his dead cheap father.
"follow me."
The old man took a deep look at Yang Feng, returned the Fierce Sun Sword to Yang Feng, and spoke in a rare voice.
Yang Feng suppressed the doubts in his heart and followed closely behind the old man.
An old man and a young man continued to go deeper into the old site of the Lieyang Sect.
Not long after, the two came to the dry well.
"Go down."
The old man still cherishes his words like gold.
Yang Feng didn't ask any more questions.
Followed.
It turns out that there is a tunnel inside the ancient well.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
Yang Feng walked along the tunnel.
Passing through the tunnel is another world.
Compared to the old site of the Burning Sun Sect, this place looks even more desolate.
The grave is a very simple loess grave.
There are also some houses, these are bamboo buildings.
There are many fields, and there are farmers, women, and children in the fields.
Yang Feng now vaguely understood why this old man was guarding the door of the old site of the Lieyang Sect.
"Fire Sun Village."
The old man seemed to have guessed what Yang Feng would ask.
"Fire Sun Village?! Could it be?"
"This is the bloodline left over from the Burning Sun Sect back then, but I don't want his life to be disturbed anymore."
The old man looked at Yang Feng and said seriously.
"I know, but I have to find Chen Kang, my uncle. I want to practice swordsmanship and avenge my father."
"When will injustice be repaid? There is no end to swordsmanship. Even if you become a master in the ninth realm, you will not be able to fight against the entire world."
The old man couldn't help but sigh when he heard Yang Feng's words.
"Senior, is hiding here the solution? If you can hold on for a while, can you hold on for a lifetime?"
yes!
Can he hold on for a while or for a lifetime?
Even he couldn't remember which wave of cavalry this was.
With his current physical condition, he can still support it for five years at most. After five years, he will run out of energy and will inevitably be unable to continue to protect him.
When the time comes, Lieyang Village will also be discovered.
"Hmph! That wasn't caused by your father...the Blazing Sun Sword in your hand."
The old man was a little choked up. Yang Feng's words made him think a lot.
"No, senior, you are wrong, it is the human heart! The sword is not wrong, it is the people who are wrong. Today I handed over the Fierce Sun Sword. As long as the Great Xia Dynasty does not change hands, there will still be Hanmang Sword and Zique in the future. Sword, Dragon Bird Sword..."
"You think... it's impossible. When your father was at his peak, he was even a sword god at the peak of the Nine Realms. He was not sure. You are even more unrealistic."
Yang Feng's words impacted the old man's inner defenses and overthrew the rule of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Unless the nine great sword gods in the world join forces and have soldiers and horses.
Once this kind of thing is leaked, what awaits will be endless pursuit.
"Along the way, the people have been complaining and living in dire straits. Why not overthrow this decadent rule, establish a new dynasty, and bring peace and prosperity to the people of the world."
Yang Feng is still brainwashing the old man. Judging from the swordsmanship shown by the old man before, the old man in front of him is definitely a master of swordsmanship, and his support must be obtained when recruiting troops.
"how do you want to do it?"
"Haha! Senior, do you agree? I have little knowledge, so I ask senior to show me a clear path."
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Yang Feng dropped his tough tone.
"You! This is up to your father, but if you really want to do this, you won't have much time left." ap.
After the old man finished speaking, he lowered his head and pondered for a while.
"I'm taking you to see something."
Soon the two of them arrived at an ancient building with some age.
There are many swords on display inside, as well as some armor.
The old man walked to a set of golden goose feather armor and stopped.
Take off this set of Yan Ling armor.
"Your father and I got this back then. It has amazing defensive capabilities. Your father wore this armor back then to open up territory and unify Daxia for the Great Xia Dynasty."
Having said this, the old man sighed deeply.
"Senior, you are so familiar with my father, but you don't know his surname?"
"The old man's surname is Chen, and his last name is named Kang."
Chen Kang, it turns out he is the Chen Kang that my mother wanted me to find.
Hearing that the other party was Chen Kang, Yang Feng was overjoyed.
"Hey! There's only so much I can help you with now."
"Uncle, please teach me swordsmanship!"
Yang Feng knelt down on one knee.
"Get up, good boy. If you want to improve your swordsmanship, I have a way. But you have also seen the current situation in Lieyang Village. I am the only one who can barely fight, so I can only show you one way. The rest You have to walk on your own, and you can take this set of armor with you."
Chen Kang helped Yang Feng up.
"Master, please don't say that. You have helped me enough. I don't even know how to repay your kindness."
Yang Feng said seriously.
"Good boy, why are you talking about this? If nothing like that had happened... Forget about mentioning these old things, how has your mother been in these years?"
Chen Kang asked with concern.
"Thank you! Master, I care about you. My mother and I have been doing fine these years. It's just that my mother has been very sad because of my father's affairs."
Yang Feng felt a little sad when he mentioned his mother.
"Xiao An, put away your sword and armor. With these two things, the man from Wugang Mountain will accept you as his disciple. He and your father were close friends in the early years."
After sorting it out.
Yang Feng left the Lieyang Sect and embarked on a journey to Wugang Mountain.
Along the way, Yang Feng did not dare to waste time and raced against time to practice his sword skills.
Half a month later, he came to Wugang Mountain.
An inn at the foot of the mountain.
"Waiter, bring me all the good wine and meat in your inn."
Yang Feng, who had just arrived at the inn, noticed the owner of the voice.
He was a middle-aged man wearing armor and with a thick beard on his face.
There is also a big sword on his waist.
The people at the table with him were all men wearing armor and costumes.
"Brother Long, do you think that Wu Gan guy knows how to recognize the situation and hand over the Dragon Yin Sword Manual and the Fierce Sun Sword Manual obediently?"
"It's not up to him whether to surrender or not. If he dares not to surrender, he will be disobeying the imperial edict. Not to mention one Wugangshan, even ten more will be destroyed by the Holy One."
Yang Feng heard them discussing Wu Gan in Wugang Mountain. He needed to know that this time, Chen Kang asked him to come to Wugang Mountain to find Wu Gan, one of the ten famous sword gods in the past.
Wu Gan's sword is the Dragon Song Divine Sword.
and
These two people actually said that the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty asked Wu Gan to hand over the Dragon Yin Sword Manual and the Lieyang Sword Manual.
The purpose of Yang Feng's trip was the Lieyang Sword Manual, and these two people knew without thinking that they were the eagle dogs of the dynasty.
But now that they have found this place, they must be mentally prepared, otherwise they will lose their lives here if they fail to grab the sword manual.
There was no concealment of their contempt for Wugang Mountain in the voices of the two people communicating.
After eating, he hurriedly left a few taels of silver and turned around to leave.
Seeing this, Yang Feng also paid and followed without leaving any trace.
Walking on the path up the mountain, Yang Feng noticed horse hoof prints on the ground.
"Is the Great Xia Dynasty already so impatient?"
A rough estimate puts this team at no less than two hundred people.
It can be seen that they are determined to win the sword manual.
"I wonder what the military reserves in Wugang Mountain are like?"
There are two hundred cavalrymen, many of whom are masters of the Sixth and Seventh Realms. After all, the Sword God is a human being, not a god.
This is no longer the world of immortality that Yang Feng is in. Even if he knows how to use magical powers, he is still a skillful woman who cannot make a meal without straw.
On the way up the mountain, Yang Feng thought a lot and couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Wait until he reaches the top of the mountain.
The corpses of hundreds of cavalrymen lay scattered on the ground.
Blood stains soaked the ground.
A cavalryman in armor was kneeling on the ground.
There was a sword stuck in his chest.
At the end of the blade is a sword inlaid with a golden dragon.
The person holding the hilt of the sword was a man.
Wearing red foam, he has a face that is almost evil.
The most intimidating thing is his pair of pupils.
Glowing with blood.
"Boy, Yang An has seen the Martial Sword God!"
Yang Feng unpacked the black box on his back and the armor in his bag.
Bow your head respectfully to the other party.
"You are...his son?!"
When the Yang Mansion was robbed, Wu Gan learned the news and launched a rescue operation. Unfortunately, Wugang Mountain was too far away from the Yang Mansion, so it was still two days late.
When he arrived, there were only corpses on the ground.
Finally, after burying everyone in the Yang family, he began to assassinate the eagle dogs of the dynasty.
That day, he dug deep into the ground, but could not find Yang Zhong, Su Jin, or their newborn child. He wanted to go to the imperial court to save people, but he failed every time.
In desperation, he returned to Wugang Mountain to accumulate strength.
"It's me, the God of Swordsmanship."
"No, tell me who sent you?"
After Wu Gan recovered, he did not trust Yang Feng's words. After a moment, his eyes fell on the two things in front of Yang Feng.
Fierce Sun Sword, Wild Goose Feather Golden Armor.
At that time, Yang Zhong was revered as the God of Lieyang Sword, so his sword was named: Lieyang.
What's even more legendary is Lieyang's strong and determined appearance back then.
To this day, Wu Gan is still vivid in his mind.
Wearing a golden armor with wild goose feathers, the blazing sun is unsheathed around his waist.
It can be said that half of the territory of the Daxia Dynasty was attributed to Yang Zhong.
Now, the son of my old friend is young and heroic, and there is a slight resemblance between his eyebrows.
"Are you really Brother Yang's son, Yang An?"
At first Wu Gan couldn't believe it, but after seeing the Yanling Golden Armor and the Fierce Sun Sword with his own eyes, he let down his guard.
