Wei Shuyang.
One of the five pavilion slaves in Tingchao Pavilion.
Although he was chopped into the lake by the white-haired old man before, he is indeed a genuine second-level master. He is just not good at martial arts, but he is very proficient in Kanyu arithmetic and Qimen Dunjia.
After being stabbed by the white-haired old man, Wei Shuyang was healing his wounds on the second floor of Tingchao Pavilion. When he had some free time, he couldn't help but recall his youthful years.
Looking back on the past, the person who impressed him most was actually a person he had never met before - Li Chungang.
The old sword god Li Chungang, no matter how many people in the world learned swordsmanship, this was a mountain that could not be avoided. As long as he is around, no one will dare to claim that his swordsmanship is superior, just like Wang Xianzhi now claims to be the second in the world, but no one claims to be the first.
When Li Jian Shen was walking around the world, his swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world, and his style was unparalleled. At that time, there was no woman in the world who was not obsessed with Li Jian Shen. Even the green-robed lady of Fengdu was willing to be stabbed by a wooden horse and ox.
When Wei Shuyang was a child, he dreamed of meeting Li Jianshen. Being able to say a word to him was a huge satisfaction. When he learned that Wang Xianzhi had defeated him, he was not convinced for a long time and wanted to fight Wang Xianzhi to the death.
At that time, he had been learning swordsmanship for more than ten years, but later gave up swordsmanship and practiced Taoism. The main reason was that Li Jian Shen retired.
"I wonder how Li Jianshen is doing now?"
Wei Shuyang sighed softly, even if he didn't use the sword for a long time, if he could meet Li Sword God and take a look at his sword, it would be considered as fulfilling a wish.
"That old man is..."
Wei Shuyang looked towards the lake and saw a wretched old man picking his nose. Compared with Murong Wuzhu on the same boat, they are as different as clouds and mud.
Then, Wei Shuyang saw the old man in sheepskin fur using water as a sword, and the "One Sword Immortal Kneeling" turned into a waterspout all over the sky.
"Who is this old man? There is such a master of swordsmanship in the world. Could it be that he belongs to the Wu Family Sword Tomb?" Wei Shuyang frowned slightly, secretly guessing the identity of this old man.
Of course, Wei Shuyang did not connect the old man with the old sword god. Although the old sword god is about the same age now, he should have the spirit of an immortal, a youthful face, and the air of a master.
Not long after, the drunken prince was brought ashore.
There are two boats on the lake, one of which is owned by Murong Wuzhu and has gradually docked.
The other boat was floating in the lake.
While Wei Shuyang was stunned, he suddenly saw the boat in the middle of the lake being pierced by countless arrows, with light like thunder and lightning flickering from it.
Looking at the light, Wei Shuyang felt his heart pounding with fear and his whole body felt chilly.
What kind of light is that?
Soon, he knew.
Boom! ! !
With a loud noise, the ship was shattered into pieces, and the light became more and more dazzling. It showed its sharp edge and slashed forward, splitting the waves and dividing the lake, as if the copper and iron walls were being pierced by the light.
And in the light, you can vaguely see a thin figure with one arm, holding a sword in one hand, with white hair flying, as if the sword god came to the world.
"It turns out...it turns out that this is actually a sword light."
Wei Shuyang suddenly felt at ease.
The power of this sword that cuts through the air is like a thunderbolt. It has the power to shock the mind, making people unable to help but feel fear.
With just this one sword, this man's swordsmanship is definitely not inferior to that of any master in the world. Even if he faced the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a, he wouldn't be able to lose much.
Such a peerless swordsman should never remain unknown.
"As expected of the old sword god, he is really powerful." Yu Liancheng tapped his toes on the lake water, nodded and looked, the cuff of his right hand was broken.
"You kid, I really can't understand you."
The old sword god Li Chungang stood with his sword in hand and shook his head: "Not only is his swordsmanship superb, but his martial arts skills are also extraordinary. His physical strength is definitely not inferior to that of Li Dangxin in white. How did he develop it?"
Yu Liancheng shrugged and said with a smile: "I know a little bit about everything."
"Boy, be careful next time."
The Qi of the old sword god Li Chungang seemed to be blending with the heaven and earth, and his whole person exuded an aura that no one could ignore.
Yu Liancheng made a gesture of invitation.
Li Jian Shen smiled, only seeing the vicissitudes of life, and murmured in a low voice: "Little green robe, let's take a look at Li Chungang's sword. I am a swordsman with three thousand swords, and one day I open the box and the jade dragon howls. The energy in my hand is three feet of ice, and it is on the stone. A divine snake.”
When they met by chance on the river, he flew his sword across the river and chanted poems while crossing, and she lay on the railing of the boat with a smile like a flower.
That year was when Li Chungang, the youngest and most dazzling genius, was at his most energetic, and it was also the age when that foolish woman was at her most innocent.
Passing by is a lifetime.
The old sword god waved his arm and struck the sword lightly.
Qi Xuan frame said that I use the sword to prove the way, which is not as good as the way of heaven, and I have taken the wrong path.
What do I, Li Chungang, want from heaven?
This sword swing did not seem to have any amazing grace. Wei Shuyang and others felt it was boring and the river was calm. But Yu Liancheng had a solemn look on his face, and his energy began to surge.
Boom! !
Amidst the loud noise.
The entire lake was split open by rumbles, water waves rose into the sky, and a thick and majestic water wall was erected. Then he gradually lost control, and under the infusion of sword energy, he slapped away from both sides of the bank.
For a time, the lake shore was affected by the fish in the pond.
Unparalleled sword energy has bombarded Yulian City.
"It's a pity that at least half of the red carp must be removed today."
On the top of Qingliang Mountain in Wangfu, Dazhuguo Xu Xiao was sitting on a wooden bench, looking out at the mountainside lake with an unobstructed view. He was holding a red clay teapot made by a famous craftsman, which contained green ant wine.
Next to King Beiliang stood his adopted son Yuan Zuozong.
"Is this the style of the old sword god? It's really fascinating."
'Zuo Xiong' Yuan Zuozong showed a solemn expression. This man has a white horse and a silver spear. He has never met an opponent on the battlefield. There are even rumors that he can be among the top ten masters in the world.
But at this moment, he was also shocked by Li Chungang's sword.
"It's a pity that the master opposite is also a master who cannot be judged by common sense." Xu Xiao from Dazhu Kingdom said slowly.
On the lake, faced with such a powerful sword, Yuliancheng's energy flowed, and suddenly there was a hint of understanding in his heart. He turned his five fingers to make a fist, and punched out.
This punch went straight forward without any change. But after the punch was fired, waves of concussive force spread, as if the surrounding space was shattered.
Boom! !
Swords, energy, and fists clashed.
There was a roar in the sky and the earth, and the water spray shot towards both sides of the bank like arrows, as if it had the power to penetrate gold and stone. The water waves rose again, and red carps filled the sky, but they also submerged the figures of Yu Liancheng and Li Chungang.
After a while.
The weather is clear and clear.
The waves gradually subsided.
If it weren't for the residual lake water on the shore of the lake, the countless red carps turning white, and the holes pierced by water droplets, no one would have imagined that there would have been such a thrilling confrontation before.
On the lake, two figures stood facing each other.
Yu Liancheng looked at his fists, his energy was flowing, and many of the questions he had never understood in his mind had answers. And I also have a new understanding of many martial arts.
He looked up at Li Chungang.
"You enter the celestial phenomena, and I enter the mysteries."
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