Zhuangyuan Building.
Second floor.
Xiahou Xing has thrust out thirty-three swords.
Suddenly, his long sword shook, and the thirty-three swords turned into one sword, like a shining rainbow, piercing Yulian City.
This sword has exhausted all his life's efforts, and it is the most pinnacle sword. Not to mention the past, he will never use such a sword from now on.
Not because he never entered the country again.
It's because Yu Liancheng has taken action.
Yu Liancheng had already stretched out one of his hands. The slender, jade-like hand did not even come into contact with the long sword. With just a flick, a strange and inexplicable force swept towards Xia Houxing's long sword.
Xia Houxing's face suddenly showed an unprecedented look of panic.
Because he found that the sword he thrust out with all his strength had lost its accuracy for some reason. His palm and his sword actually refused to obey the command, and they bent in the air and stabbed him in the chest.
There are a lot of techniques in the world that use force to fight, but only Yu Liancheng's move can truly be regarded as unique in the martial arts world, and is the most wonderful in the world.
"No!"
An old hoarse but thunderous voice came out.
The person who made this sound was actually the old horseman. He was white-haired, thin and small, but at this moment, he seemed to have thunderous power in his body, and he jumped out at an incredible speed.
Unfortunately, it was still a step too late.
Xia Houxing's sword had pierced his own chest, and blood spattered as red as agate. He stared at Yu Liancheng and fell down.
The white-haired old groom looked at Xia Houxing's body, his eyes showing unspeakable sadness, and his whole body seemed to be trembling with sadness.
"You...you killed him!?"
Yu Liancheng sighed softly: "I have given him many opportunities, but not only did he not cherish them once, he even got worse. Maybe this is because he does not know how to be afraid at all, or maybe it is because he has you and the Xiahou family as his backing. I don’t think anyone can kill him.”
The old man stopped talking and was silent for a long time before sighing: "A swordsman will die by the sword. What's more, he thrust the sword himself, so he should have no regrets."
Yu Liancheng held up his palms and smiled and said: "Yes, as it should be, no regrets."
The old man silently carried Xia Houxing's body down, placed it in the carriage, and walked up slowly.
His back straightened like a javelin. Sharp light suddenly shot out from those old and tired eyes.
He exuded a huge aura, and with every step he took, the aura became stronger and stronger, almost overwhelming the people next to him, breathless, and he quickly stepped back and retreated.
There are also martial arts practitioners in this "Zhuangyuan Building".
At this moment, how could you not see that this seemingly ordinary groom was actually a top master in the world.
But how could such a master be willing to be someone else's coachman?
The old man had a sword in his hand and looked at Yu Liancheng with a piercing gaze: "Are you a swordsman?"
Yu Liancheng said: "I am a swordsman."
The old man said: "In that case, you should have no regrets if you die by my sword."
Yu Liancheng said calmly: "Let's take action. I also want to see how powerful Xiahou Feishan, the strongest master in Hongyun Valley, is."
Xiahou Feishan! ?
A series of exclamations sounded.
After Yu Liancheng's prompts, everyone present finally knew the identity of the old man in front of them.
More than twenty years ago, the strongest master in Hongyun Valley was not the current owner Xiahou Zhongshan, but his younger brother Xiahou Feishan.
But Xiahou Feishan has been missing for many years, and no one knows his whereabouts, making it a secret case.
Combining the rumors at the time with the current situation, everyone had vague speculations.
Gu——Xiahou Feishan disappeared in the past because he had an affair with his sister-in-law and could not see anyone.
——After he disappeared, he came back to work as Xia Houxing's coachman and protected Xia Houxing all the time. Could it be that Xia Houxing was the son born because of this evil fate?
This kind of thing is not uncommon among wealthy families.
Of course, apart from the parties involved, others can only speculate on this matter.
"Be careful!"
Xiahou Feishan's sword has been thrust out. As soon as the sword thrust out, the rattling mechanism rotated, and silver light flew all over the sky, intertwining into a sky and earth net, overwhelming Yulian City.
His sword didn't seem to be much better than Xiahou Xing's.
But there is one thing that Xia Houxing cannot achieve even if he practices for another ten years.
That is, his sword has become spiritual.
The fragments flying in the air seemed to have turned into thousands of silver snakes and electric dragons, biting towards Yu Liancheng from all directions, and in an instant they could tear away every inch of his flesh and blood.
There was a flash of light in Yu Liancheng's eyes, and he slapped the table again, and all the chopsticks in the cage flew out, turning into streaks of black light that collided with the fragments.
In the flash of lightning, the chopsticks were smashed into sawdust, flying everywhere.
However, the power of this sword has been exhausted. Yu Liancheng hit a piece of fragment with a flick of his finger, making a clanging sound, and the sword has been dissolved invisible.
Xiahou Feishan flicked his wrist, and the fragments condensed into his sword.
"I know that you once fought against Yan Shisan's father at the top of Huashan Mountain, and were defeated miserably and killed by the Thirteen Swords."
Xiahou Feishan was about to take action again, but Yu Liancheng suddenly said: "With your temperament, you will definitely spend all your time and effort studying the Thirteen Death Swords. In the world, except for Yan Shisan, I am afraid that there is no one left People know the Thirteen Deadly Swords better than you."
Xiahou Feishan's expression became darker: "So..."
"So you'd better use the Thirteen Deadly Swords to deal with me, especially the latter two changes. Otherwise, with your Xiahou family's ancestral swordsmanship, there will be no chance of victory."
Xiahou Feishan's heart became even more angry, and he roared: "Okay, what a arrogant boy."
Although Yu Liancheng looked down upon the Xiahou family's swordsmanship, he himself understood that the Xiahou family's swordsmanship could not deal with Yuliancheng.
Not even the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords.
Only the last two changes among the Thirteen Deadly Swords.
Even Xiahou Feishan cannot guarantee the fourteenth change.
There is only the fifteenth sword, which is a sword that heaven and earth cannot tolerate.
And only the swordsmanship that is incompatible with heaven and earth can deal with this "heaven and man outside the world".
However, Xiahou Feishan himself had no answer as to whether this sword could be used, and whether he would still have a way to survive after using this sword that was unforgivable in the world.
But once Xia Houxing died, he had nothing to worry about. If he could use this sword completely, his life would be considered worthwhile.
"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!"
Xia Houxing's sword has been thrust out.
The moment the sword was thrust out, overwhelming murderous intent filled the air, and the entire restaurant seemed to be stained with a layer of blood red. Everyone's expressions became bleak, and unparalleled panic filled their hearts.
The sword comes out.
The fifteenth sword.
The sword of endless silence represents the sword of death.
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