Zhou Xiao is dead?
This news was like a bolt from the blue.
So much so that Jian Nantian was stunned for a few seconds and didn't hear what Yang Feng was saying?
Others don’t know clearly, so why doesn’t he know clearly?
There are fifteen silver medal killers around Zhou Xiao, calculated in terms of military measurements.
Ten silver medal killers, capable of breaking through hundreds of armors.
There is also a saying for breaking a hundred armors, because breaking nine hundred and ninety-nine armors is also breaking a hundred armors.
Fifteen silver medal killers, roughly calculated, are equivalent to breaking through a thousand armors.
And breaking through a thousand armors is a brilliant achievement that can only be achieved by the Nine Realms Sword God.
As for the ten thousand enemies that exist in the legend, they need to reach the level of a master.
That is the tenth realm!
"What are you still doing? Go and find the imperial doctor in your house."
Yang Feng said impatiently.
"well."
Zhou Xiao quickly responded with a good response.
Just go to the imperial doctor yourself.
"Is this what he is?"
The sound of hiding the sword came from behind Yang Feng.
"He was tortured by Zhou Xiao's people, but after this battle, he should see clearly the corruption of the dynasty, from the inside out."
Yang Feng said while looking at Xu Liu who was unconscious on the bed.
"You boy, you are really a polite corporal. If you accept someone like this, aren't you afraid that he will turn against you in the future, and the gain will outweigh the loss?"
Zang Jian said earnestly, after all, these days, it is difficult to paint the skin of a person, and it is difficult to know the person but not the heart.
What if Xu Liu rebels one day?
"Zangjian, don't worry! He won't rebel. Not only will he not rebel, he will also be one of my generals who will overthrow the dynasty. When he wakes up, ask him if he is willing to join our camp."
Yang Feng always felt that Xu Liu might really see reality this time and choose to follow him.
"The doctor is here!"
"Physician, look at this friend of mine."
Jian Nantian went to find it himself, so he was naturally very efficient.
"Let me take a look!"
The imperial doctor first looked, smelled, asked, and examined, and then prescribed a series of prescriptions, asking him to go to the pharmacy to get the medicines according to the prescriptions.
"Mr. Zhong, is my friend okay?"
"This young master has a good fortune, and his injuries are frightening. Fortunately, they are all skin injuries, and no injuries to his bones or muscles. All he needs to do is follow the prescription prescribed by the old man and take it every day."
The doctor returned.
"Ahem! Where am I?"
Opening his eyes, Xu Liu looked at the unfamiliar environment around him and made a weak voice.
"Xu Liu, don't worry, you have escaped from the clutches of the devil. This is Jiannan Mansion."
Hearing this, Xu Liu, who was lying on the bed, was silent for a long time without speaking.
He returned to his own camp and suffered an unjust injustice that no one could understand. He was tortured. In the end, people from the hostile forces rescued him.
I have to say, this is really a great irony.
"Xu Liu, don't think too much, just relax and recuperate first. If anything happens, we'll wait until the injury heals."
Xu Liu hesitated to speak.
He didn't understand why Yang Feng treated him so politely when he was just a gold medal killer.
"Alright, brothers Zangjian and Jiannan, let's go out first and wait for Xu Liu to meditate."
Yang Feng knew that now was not the best time to let Xu Liu return.
Three people came to the hall, and everyone seemed to have something on their mind.
It was Yang Feng who was the first to break the dull atmosphere.
"Brother Jiannan, you have also seen that our strength is still without cavalry. Once we have enough soldiers and horses, we may not be able to compete with the emperor of the dynasty."
Yang Feng began to bewitch Jian Nantian. After all, Jian Nantian was also a real sword god.
He just has a bad temper.
"Little friend Yang, let me think about it again. Your actions this time will definitely cause shock when the news returns to the imperial court, so you must make plans in advance. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time!"
The implication of Jian Nantian's words is, please leave quickly and don't hurt me.
"Brother Jiannan, why don't you rebel with us? The Great Xia Dynasty is in turmoil now, and no one knows that it will collapse that day. Instead of standing in the wrong team then, it is better to give it a try now."
Zang Jian also spoke implicitly.
"Haha! What Zang Jian said is true. After a while, Jian will definitely give you two a satisfactory answer."
Jian Nantian still resisted.
He wanted to wait and see again.
"Hide the sword, since Brother Jiannan doesn't want to, then we don't have to force others to do anything. We just want to ask Brother Jiannan to remember one sentence. The kindness of providing help in times of need is unforgettable, and the icing on the cake is optional. That's all. I also hope that Brother Jiannan will think carefully and don’t make any mistakes.”
Yang Feng's words are undoubtedly telling Jian Nantian that our team is still being formed, and if you join at this time, it is like giving timely help. When our team becomes stronger, you can join again.
But your existence seems dispensable.
After saying that, Yang Feng and Zang Jian both went back to their rooms to pack their things, planning to leave early tomorrow morning.
That night, Jian Nantian thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to see what kind of sensation this news would cause when it was returned to the dynasty.
The Imperial City of Daxia is the head of the Nine Provinces and the center of the Three Meridians.
"What? Five gold medal killers and twenty silver medal killers, all dead?"
The man on the dragon chair was furious.
The dynasty has poured a lot of resources into this group of people.
Now, half of the dynasty's killers have been sent out.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the information we obtained is wrong. The remnants of the Yang family are not in the Seventh Realm, but in the Ninth Realm. Their swordsmanship inheritance is even stronger than that of Yang Zhong in the past. He is assisted by the Hidden Sword God. Our people are talent……"
"Trash! A bunch of losers! What do you do for food?"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. In fact, we can't blame them entirely. After all, killers who assassinate people blatantly will hardly be effective. What we have to do now is to divide our troops into three groups to stop them."
"Oh? Master Zhang, do you have any good ideas?"
"Back to the Holy Spirit, first of all, we should immediately send troops to surround Frost City. Secondly, we should implement mandatory control over some disobedient Jianghu people and not let them have contact with Zangjian and others. Thirdly, we should send out our subordinates. Continue to hunt them down and prevent them from looking at each other."
A man wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk was talking.
"Did you hear that? Follow the instructions given by the Heavenly Master."
"Tianshi, when will the Great Returning Pill be refined?"
"Reporting to the Holy One, to refine the Great Return Pill, we need the blood of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine babies as the medicine, and then we need the hearts of the masters of the ten realms as the main medicine. The other two main medicines have been gathered. All it takes is the blood of a baby and the heart of a master."
The Great Returning Pill can increase one's lifespan by a hundred years, which is the foundation of the dynasty's turmoil.
There is no elixir of life, but there are always people who want to live longer.
"Heart of a Grandmaster, Heavenly Master, you have calculated that within these ten years, a Grandmaster will be born. However, Grandmasters are all invincible beings. How easy is it to kill a Grandmaster?"
Xia Yuan couldn't help but speak.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will take action personally when a grandmaster appears."
With Zhang Tianshi's guarantee, the stone hanging in Xia Yuan's heart finally fell to the ground.
In Jiannan Mansion, Yang Feng had already left with Xu Liu.
The place they are going to this time is Broken Mountain.
The mountains here have no mountains, hence the name.
"Duanmai Mountain is the residence of Yan Li. Back then, Yan Li was attacked in Duanmai Mountain and his meridians were destroyed. Later, he luckily acquired the Duanmai Sword Technique and became the God of the Duanmai Sword."
Hidden Sword tells the story of Yan Li’s past.
"As far as I know, Yan Li became obsessed with swordsmanship a few years ago. Now I'm afraid..."
Xu Liu hasn't finished speaking yet.
At the pass of Duanmai Mountain, a disheveled man appeared with a purple-patterned sword on his waist.
Unkempt and disheveled, the only thing that can make people's eyes shine are his piercing eyes.
Like a bright star.
"Kill anyone who cuts off my pulse!"
The man moved like a rabbit, just a few jumps, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed.
It made a trembling sound of "噌噌噌".
"How brave!"
Hiding his sword and striking back, the person in front of him gave him a dangerous aura.
When the two of them fight, their last move is the killer move.
"Xu Liu, don't stay too far away from me."
Xu Liu nodded.
Yang Feng followed the agreement and let Xu Liu decide whether to stay or go after Xu Liu recovered from his injury.
So now, strictly speaking, Xu Liu is not considered a member of their camp.
"Your swordsmanship inheritance is pretty good! But it's a pity that you met me."
During the battle, Yanli seemed to become sober.
Not as delirious as before.
The swordsmanship of Hidden Sword made him excited. He has been living deep in Duanmai Mountain, practicing swordsmanship with himself, using the surrounding rocks as opponents.
"Fighting maniac!"
Yang Feng looked at the look in Yan Li's eyes and immediately judged that Yan Li was a militant.
To hide the sword, he tried his best to "hide" every move and every move, because he knew that the opponent was a master, and if the sword skills were not hidden well enough, the opponent would find flaws.
The sound of the two swords colliding was like a symphony. Yan Li's blood boiled all over, and Zang Jian's physical condition was adjusted to the best.
The two of them went back and forth, and the hidden sword appeared at a tricky angle every time, making it difficult for the opponent to guard against it.
Yan Li also had many sword marks on his arms, but his aura became more and more powerful.
How can daily sparring be so enjoyable?
Before hiding the sword, he used all his sword skills in a hundred moves, but he was unable to do anything to the opponent.
"Hidden sword, let me do it."
Although wheel fighting is a bit shameful, it is also a last resort. The hidden sword technique relies on the evolution of the first hundred moves. If the opponent has not lost after hundreds of fights, there will be traces to follow.
"good!"
Zang Jian is aloof, but he is not stubborn, and he even doesn't want to take action many times.
"Well done."
Regarding the wheel battle, Yan Li just opened his mouth and said three words.
The sword in his hand instantly became fierce and fierce.
"Have you changed your style of play? Do you want a quick victory? Just what I want."
Yang Feng didn't want to fight a protracted war and rely on his advantages to bring others down.
Faced with Yan Li's deadly moves, Yang Feng also responded in kind.
The Fierce Sun Sword in his hand also followed a fierce and domineering path.
The best is like water, which can be soft or hard, and hard and soft can complement each other.
The swordsmanship used by Yang Feng is like the flood when the dam opens.
unstoppable.
The moment the swords in their hands collided, they both made a metallic roar.
"Zangjian, I do know that you are the new sword god?"
With just one move, Yan Li concluded that the person in front of him was a master more terrifying than the Hidden Sword.
But why does he look so young?
"That's right! I'm a new member of the Nine Realms, but I don't have a title."
For a fighting maniac like Yan Li, there are many benefits to fighting him.
Although Yang Feng took a step further yesterday and improved his swordsmanship to the late stage of the Ninth Realm, who would think that he is too strong?
"Hahaha! Sure enough, talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead."
Hearing Yang Feng's own admission, Yan Li looked up to the sky and laughed.
Back then, when he entered the Ninth Realm at the age of twenty-nine, he was so high-spirited. You must know that he was practicing swordsmanship in a broken vein. He was the only one in the entire Great Xia Dynasty who had such perseverance.
Now a blue-shirted swordsman in his early twenties has actually reached the ninth realm, and judging from the situation of the fight just now, the opponent's swordsmanship is not new to the ninth realm.
Yan Li estimated that it would not be weaker than the late stage of the Nine Realms.
"Senior Yan Li, I'm telling the truth..."
"Shao Tao is close. You must first get the approval of the purple sword in my hand."
Yan Li is not a person who likes nonsense.
He didn't wait for Yang Feng to finish speaking, and stabbed Yang Feng with the purple sword in his hand.
Yang Feng was no longer polite, created his own swordsmanship, and used it with all his strength.
One is hard and the other is soft, both hard and soft.
Yan Li also changed from his previous fierce and domineering attitude, and instead became lingering. The purple sword in his hand was actually a soft sword.
It's just that he consumed too much physical strength during the fight with the hidden sword. Because of his broken veins to practice swordsmanship, his physical strength is stronger than that of ordinary sword gods.
But manpower was limited after all. After the fierce battle just now, he was a little overwhelmed.
So I changed my approach.
To Yan Li's surprise, Yang Feng actually knew how to fight in this way. Originally, he wanted to use softness to overcome strength, but now it seemed that this had turned into a protracted battle.
Yang Feng is young, strong, and full of vitality, and if he continues to fight in turns, he will definitely lose if he continues like this.
"Senior Yan, one sword will determine the outcome!"
"good!"
It is true that Yan Li is a fighting maniac, but he must also be energetic.
Now he was eager to end the battle immediately.
Yang Feng's suggestion was exactly what he wanted to say.
Yan Li was at the second stage of the peak of the Nine Realms, and realized the Sword Elephant.
"The mountains are broken and the mountains are broken!"
When observing the sword elephant, one can see mountains, rivers, vegetation, insects, fish, birds and beasts. Yanli lives in Duanmai Mountain, and is more exposed to mountains.
Therefore, the sword image he perceived was naturally a mountain.
This sword carries the majestic momentum of the mountains.
And Yang Feng also handed out a sword.
"The sword cuts the galaxy!"
His sword looked ordinary on the surface, but when it fell, it struck a chord.
Like stars exploding.
The two swords collided with each other, and Yang Feng and Yan Li flew backwards.
boom!
boom!
Hit the heavy rock.
Yan Li took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
It's so terrifying that his sword, which is like a mountain, was broken like this.
Still a young man in his early twenties.
It was incredible. He thought of a possibility, but even he couldn't believe it because it was just a legend in the Great Xia Dynasty.
"Can you tell me what your swordsmanship is?"
Yanli wanted to get the answer.
"Create your own swordsmanship, as good as water!"
Yang Feng blamed the matter of breaking the galaxy with his sword on his own swordsmanship. Anyway, except for the sword demon Dugu Baitian who had been dead for a hundred or two hundred years, no one practiced his own swordsmanship.
Some people died, but not completely...
