All Heavens Start with Lu Xiaofeng

Chapter 449

East China Sea.

Emperor Wu City.

People come and go.

These days, Emperor Wudi City is becoming more and more lively.

Rumor has it that Jian Jiuhuang, one of the three most famous swordsmen in recent years, will enter the city to fight Wang Xianzhi again.

The last time Jian Jiuhuang left behind the famous Jian Huanglu, this time he came prepared, but he didn't know how much he could do for Wang Xianzhi?

Countless masters of swordsmanship in the world have entered Wudi City early, except for King Yue Jianchi who is the head of the family, there are very few who joined the WTO.

Cao Guanzi, a well-known master of the first grade, rented the entire Guanhai Building in Emperor Wu City, and he came here for this battle.

Ordinary people in Wudi City didn't notice the abnormality, but some martial arts masters had already smelled the breath, and even felt the suffocation of the black clouds pressing down on the city.

Ancient westerly horse.

On this day, an unremarkable old man led a thin horse into Wudi City, and stopped at a wine shop not far from the main tower.Two taels of wine, half a catty of meat, and a plate of peanuts.

After resting his feet and filling his stomach, the old man will slam the box on the wall under the watchful eyes of everyone, and let out a long cry: "Huang Zhentu is here to take the Yellow House, and I invite City Lord Wang to fight."

For a time, all eyes gathered in the city.

Wang Xianzhi, who was unusually tall and burly, stepped forward, with a step of ten feet.

When the two were separated by twenty feet, the yellow sword box of Jian Nine was opened, and the light of the sword danced wildly. Five swords came out at the same time.

Wang Xianzhi stands on the top of the wall like a god, and all the glory of the universe is absorbed by him alone.The originally tall and burly figure seemed to be worshiped by even all the mountains and seas.

This is the demeanor of the second in the world.

Wang Xianzhi is like a vast ocean, vast and boundless, seemingly calm, but actually undercurrents are surging, capable of erupting at any time with the power to sweep everything and destroy anyone and everything who dares to challenge him.

Lao Huang pushed Jianyi to Jianba to the extreme, but he still couldn't shake Wang Xianzhi.

This time, he once again experienced the feeling of fighting Yu Liancheng, even better than before.

The opponent was standing on the top of the wall, with only one hand out, but it couldn't do any harm.

Jian Jiuhuang did not flinch at all.

Those originally cloudy eyes flashed with sharpness, and the whole person was like a magic soldier unsheathed, showing his sharpness.

With a swipe of the sword.

Sword nine, six thousand miles.

The sword light poured towards Wang Xianzhi like the Milky Way above the nine heavens.

Crash!Where the sword light passed, a storm of sword energy was set off. The ground along the way could not bear the huge pressure. Large areas of cracks and broken rocks flew all over the sky, and quickly extended a distance of twenty feet, only to Wang Xianzhi's feet.

"Yes." Wang Xianzhi nodded in praise, agreeing with this sword, but still fighting the enemy with one hand.

Boom! !

The sleeve of Wang Xianzhi's right arm was completely destroyed, Jian Jiuhuang staggered and fell down.

Inside the Guanhai Tower, Cao Changqing, a Confucian scholar in green shirts, praised: "The sword nine moves in one form, the sword's meaning is magnificent, there is no other brilliant sword move in the world."

The official's invincible words are also the voice of many martial arts people.

There were many kendo masters present, secretly thinking that Jian Jiu's own proud sword moves could not help but pale in comparison to them.

But soon, including Cao Guanzi, everyone knew that they were wrong.

——There are still brilliant sword moves in the world.

With the twist of Jian Jiuhuang's fingers, the five swords flew together, drawing an incomparably brilliant light in the air.

The seemingly simple flying swords are chaotic, but only masters like Cao Changqing can discover that the positions, distances, and distances of the five swords are all coordinated and well-organized, just right, giving people a natural and impeccable feeling.

——Sword ten, nine thousand miles.

Compared with "Six Thousand Miles", the sword energy of "Nine Thousand Miles" is more abundant, and this style is almost perfect with a flawless feeling.

"Good time." Wang Xianzhi's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward.

This is still since he fought Jian Jiuhuang.

Step forward for the first time.

step by step.

The entire city wall seemed to tremble, like a wild beast trampling on it.

After this simple accumulation of momentum, Wang Xianzhi's aura soared, almost reaching an unbelievable level.

With a slight retraction of his fist, his sleeve was broken by the sword nine, and one could see the undulating curve of the arm like a mountain, and the slightly protruding muscles that were as hard as steel, as if they contained infinite power.

Then he punched out, facing the flying five swords like a meteorite.

Boom! !
The overbearing fist and the natural sword strike together.

After a brief period of stagnation, a world-famous sword collapsed and flew out, even cracks appeared, and even more air gushed out like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

The city wall shattered loudly, and the rammed bricks burst out one after another, shooting out in all directions like meteors.

Immediately there were screams of misery around the city wall, and some spectators in the rivers and lakes had no time to dodge, and immediately suffered a catastrophe, as if hit by a shell, which was horrible to watch.

And Jian Jiuhuang, the once unknown Xishu swordsmith who is now famous all over the world, couldn't help but show distressed expression.

These swords were originally prepared to be given to the master for the current wine and dishes, but now they have cracked mouths. In the words of the master, it is the flow of spiritual energy. No matter how good the dishes are left for a few days, the taste and color will be far worse.

In a way, Lao Huang is just a kind-hearted ordinary person who doesn't want to see others suffer, but has no ambition to save the world.There are only a few who can really take him to heart.Among them, the most important share, almost as good as His Royal Highness, is the master who loves to eat swords.

But Jian Jiuhuang had no time to think about it.

Wang Xianzhi's fist smashed towards him after breaking "Nine Thousand Miles".

Old Monster Wang didn't want to kill people, but pure fist power.

He won't deliberately withdraw his punches, since he came out to play around and challenge him as the number two in the world, then be prepared to be beaten to death by him.

hum! !

Suddenly, a trembling sound sounded.

The voice was clear and clear, as if it came from the sky.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Residents of Wudi City and martial arts masters looked up, and saw a phoenix coming to the sky, dragging a sharp light, which made them feel dazzling.

Only the peak second-rank and a few first-rank masters can see clearly that it is a sword light, which is triggered by a pitch-black long sword.

Swish! !

Jian Guang flew to the top of the city, and collided with Wang Laoguai's fist, almost exhausted the fist, spun in the air, and was held in Lao Huang's hand again.

"This sword intent is the old sword god and... Emperor Murong Tong?"

Of course, Old Monster Wang didn't take advantage of the victory to chase after him. He frowned slightly, looked at his fist, and tasted it carefully.

In the past, it was Li Chungang's arena, and Wang Xianzhi challenged Li Chungang as a young man, losing seven battles and six defeats.In the last battle, Li Chungang cherished his talents and refused to open the gate of heaven with his sword. He ruined his reputation and was broken down.

It was also because of this that Wang Xianzhi claimed to be number two in the world, respecting that Li Chungang was a man of style, and willingly gave him the throne of number one in the world.

Of course Wang Xianzhi was very familiar with Li Chungang's sword intent, even if 20 years had passed, she would never admit his mistake.

As for the other sword intent, if it can keep pace with Li Chungang's sword to open the sky, or even faintly overwhelm it, even the Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai'a can't do it.

Calculated in this way, there is only Yu Liancheng who is "a sword shining in the sky".

Wang Xianzhi showed a hint of interest, and was not in a hurry to act. He looked at Jian Jiuhuang, who was holding the "Love Duo Sword" with his hands behind his back, as if he was in deep meditation.

Opening the sky with one sword, gifting the sword for thousands of miles, giving the sword is second, giving the gift of kendo comprehension is the key.

After a long while, Jian Jiuhuang opened his eyes, pointing the tip of the sword obliquely at the ground, and said in a clear voice: "Murong Tianzun gave the sword eleven 'Half Wuya', please give me your advice."

If Xu Fengnian was here, he would be slapped red. Although Lao Huang showed his missing front teeth as soon as he spoke, it looked ridiculous, but now his demeanor is almost overflowing with mastery.

Wang Xianzhi made a gesture of invitation.

Jian Jiuhuang took a step forward.

With a wave of the arm, the sword light flew twenty feet away, resplendent, mighty, boundless, worthy of the half-boundless reputation.

Wang Xianzhi chuckled.

Raise your fist.

smash.

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One day later, Xu Fengnian received a secret letter in Wudang Mountain, with a small seal script written on the outside of the envelope, Yin.

Xu Fengnian was not surprised by this. It was an open secret that everyone knew that his father, Dazhuguo, was surrounded by Dizhi dead soldiers, just like a dark ghost.Some are good at dunjia, some are good at heretics, and some are good at killing invisible.

Xu Fengnian found that this letter was something similar to an itinerary introduction. The writing was straightforward, and it was a record of Lao Huang's trip to the East China Sea, with every detail recorded.

The previous ones were all trivial matters, nothing exciting or surprising, but occasionally brought back the memories of His Royal Highness the six thousand miles back then.

And the end is written like this.

"Nine swords were thrown out, like a galaxy pouring down thousands of miles, destroying the sleeve of Wang Xianzhi's right arm. Sword ten times, Wang Xianzhi praised the return to nature, the ingenuity, and broke it with one punch."

Xu Fengnian patted his thigh and said: "What a monster, you are really powerful." He read hurriedly, wanting to know what happened later, a thought swirled in his mind.

Old Huang, you must be fine.

"The light of the sword comes from far away, flying thousands of miles away. Later, it was found that Murong Tonghuang and Li Chungang borrowed swords. Sword Nine, Huang Wujian Eleven, holding the sword 'Duo Qing', the sword is mighty and boundless. Wang Xianzhi fought with all his strength, Half the city wall collapsed.

Attachment [-]: The name of the nine swords is 'Six thousand miles', the name of the ten swords is 'Nine thousand miles', and the name of the eleven swords is 'Half Wuya', as Jian Jiu Huang himself said.

Attachment [-]: After the sword nine and the yellow one sword, the energy fails, and he falls off the city wall. When he falls, he takes back all the swords, including the yellow hut left over from the previous battle.

Attachment [-]: In this battle alone, no one in the world dares to say that Jian Jiu Huang is far inferior to Sword God Deng Tai'a.

Attachment [-]: After the eleventh sword, Wang Xianzhi was bleeding from the palm of his hand, which did not heal for a long time. He looked to the north, as if saying to himself, "If you don't come to Wang within a year, Wang will come to you." "

Xu Fengnian drank three bowls of green ant wine in a row.

"Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it! Fuck it!!"

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(End of this chapter)