Yulian City stands tall with its hands behind its back, but endless murderous intent breaks out, like a river bursting its banks, with turbulent waves and endless waves.
The earth and the sky seemed to be stained with blood at this moment, full of murderous intent and chill.
The young man was filled with killing intent, chills welled up, his face turned pale, cold sweat rolled down his face, and his heart was horrified. He didn't know what kind of sharp blow the servant Lao Huang would bear.
Lao Huang's trademark honest smile with missing front teeth suddenly froze, and the tattered cloth strips behind him made a buzzing and trembling sound. It was not harsh, but it was shocking.
The strips of cloth suddenly tore apart and turned into debris that scattered all over the sky like butterflies, revealing a long red sandalwood box.
The young prince, whose real name is Xu Fengnian, was very impressed by this wooden box.
During the nearly three thousand miles, he wanted to peek into the wooden box countless times, but Lao Huang refused to let him see the mystery inside.
Every time he tricked Lao Huang into opening the box, the old groom would just shake his head and giggle, and Xu Fengnian could only curse and say, "It's not like you want your wife to take off her clothes and show me."
When he was in Qinghe County, Xu Fengnian took advantage of Lao Huang's poop to do some research, but couldn't figure it out. He felt that the box was ice-cold just by holding it in his hands.
Later, I don't know if it was a retribution, but he was infected with wind and cold the next day, which in turn gave the sufferer, Lao Huang, another torment.
Since then, the prince named Xu has never had any thoughts about the box, but he would inevitably think that he would know the little secrets in it on a certain day, month and year.
Now, Xu Fengnian finally knew what was hidden in the box.
--sword.
A hole opened upward in the rosewood box, and a long sword rushed out.
The light of the sword leaps and flies, the shape changes like a dragon, moves like thunder and lightning, and floats like clouds in the breeze. The mystery of its changes cannot be described by any words.
Under the light of the dragon sword, Xu Fengnian's eyes seemed to be shaken. The old Huang with missing front teeth was no longer honest and stupid, but was replaced by a kind of old man who couldn't explain the meaning and could only feel as motionless as a mountain. Servant, he is more domineering and arrogant than any martial arts master I have seen along the way.
Among the three large plaques in Tingchao Pavilion is "Qi Rushing Bullfighting", which refers to the supreme sword energy that exists in nothingness in the classics, and this sword energy is clearly displayed in front of you.
The one who used this sword energy was his servant Lao Huang, who had accompanied him nearly six thousand miles.
This situation and scene are indeed worth thinking about.
A straight woman is a thief and a prostitute.
"It turns out to be him, Jian Jiuhuang."
Nangong Pushe's heart moved. His peach blossom eyes focused on the light of the dragon-like sword. He opened his red lips and said, "Sword One, Dragon and Snake."
The sword light struck towards the face, Yuliancheng was still in a daze, and his left hand suddenly reached out and grasped.
This probing and grabbing is really like a divine dragon probing its claws. It is fierce and fierce, but full of indescribable mysteries, and it actually grabs the sword's edge directly.
The piercing sword light was like a poisonous snake that was pinched seven inches, and although it kept rolling, it was completely no longer a threat.
Xu Fengnian, a layman, was so upset that he almost wanted to kill someone.
He knew that it was a duel between the best in the world, but he couldn't see how the two of them acted.
The only thing that could be seen was that Yu Liancheng caught the flying sword, and two more swords flew out of Lao Huang's rosewood sword box.
A sword is like a continuous drizzle, the sword light is endless.
The sword was like a thunderbolt, swift and violent.
Although the sword movements of the two swords are different, they blend into each other seamlessly.
The sword light spread out densely, sweeping back and forth like a horse, as if a dragnet was woven out of thin air. With Yulian City as the center, the space of dozens of feet in radius was completely locked, leaving no way for people to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth.
Nangong Pushe's peach blossom eyes sparkled with color, and he recited again: "Sword Two, Bing Tilian."
Yu Liancheng's right sleeve swelled with unbridled energy, making a "crash" sound like a roaring wave crashing on the shore. The whole world seemed to be submerged by an endless tsunami.
Zhenghai accepts all rivers, so-called drizzle, thunder, under the wash and sweep of the sea of robe sleeves, all attacks are invisible.
Lao Huang's third sword was used in the blink of an eye. This sword was majestic and thick to the extreme.
The speed of drawing the sword is not slow, but it gives people the illusion that the sword is advancing inch by inch, and the sword becomes heavier with every inch it advances.
By the end, the sword was as heavy as a mountain, and the void was shaking.
Nangong servant shot: "Three swords, three pounds."
As the saying goes, two give birth to two, two give rise to three, and three give rise to all things.
The sword energy on the sword weighs three kilograms.
The so-called "three catties" can be described as more than just three catties.
Thirty kilograms, three hundred kilograms is far more than that.
Yu Liancheng clenched a fist with his right hand, and the fist was as heavy as a mountain, cutting across the sky.
Boom! !
The punch and the long sword collided, and a roar like a bell was heard, which was deafening and soul-stirring.
Xu Fengnian, who had never seen a master competing in the world, sat down on the ground, clapped his hands and said with a silly smile: "It deserves a reward, it deserves a reward, it's all for the fucking superior skills."
What followed was a scene of sword light filling the sky. Xu Fengnian couldn't see it clearly. He could only hear the beauty in white robe next to her whispering softly, but it was unclear.
It's vaguely "Four of Swords, four clouds.", "Five of Swords, send Guanyin.", "Six of Swords..."
Xu Fengnian felt dizzy and thought to herself. This Lao Huang is really a master, but the names are too different, such as three pounds and four clouds. He simply doesn't have the demeanor of a master.
In a blink of an eye, we arrived at Jianjiu.
The white fox next to her had a beautiful face and shining eyes. Although she didn't know the name of the ninth sword, she could see that the sword's aura was awe-inspiring and soared straight into the sky. It was the best sword move in the world.
"Good swordsmanship."
Yu Liancheng, who had been facing the enemy with one hand, finally spoke.
He had a look of praise on his face, but he still stretched out one hand, with a terrifying aura that covered the sky and the sun, and still faced the ninth sword with his flesh palm.
At the touch of a button, it disappears into thin air.
Yu Liancheng still stood there, looking at his sleeves, but saw a silent tear in the front of the sleeves.
Lao Huang stumbled back two steps, his face miserable.
"Old Huang, are you okay?" Xu Fengnian hurriedly supported Old Huang, full of concern.
Lao Huang grinned stupidly, and with a move of his fingers, the long sword was returned to the box.
"You're laughing your ass off. It's amazing that you don't have front teeth." Xu Fengnian couldn't help but giggle and patted the servant on the shoulder: "You old man, you deceived me all the way."
When Lao Huang faced the young master, he just smiled stupidly. Then he turned his head and looked at Yu Liancheng, stepped on his feet, stretched out his hands, indicating that the other party's cultivation level was really high.
Yu Liancheng glanced at Jian Jiuhuang and asked something that made Xu Fengnian confused: "Are you going to Emperor Wu City to retrieve the 'Huang Lu'?"
Old Huanghan smiled and nodded.
"You will die." Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "It's a pity that there is one less master who can use a sword in the world."
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ps: Shamelessly ask for a monthly pass. I forgot that it is a double monthly pass, but there is still hope of breaking through 1,000. Set a flag and try not to be salty during the double monthly pass period, at least 8,000 per day.
