surnamed Wang

Chapter 247 The Power of the Sword Immortal
As soon as Wang San finished speaking, there was a sigh in the darkness:

"Hey, I asked you to practice more swords on weekdays, but you just didn't listen, now you think of me?"

Immediately, he appeared next to Wang San dressed in black.

The man in black has a fair complexion and holds a sword in his hand, which looks like a scholar holding a sword.

"Yu Mutou, this old guy is not easy, be careful." Wang San reminded.

"I see."

Yu Mu's face is serious, and he is also afraid of the old man. He is a swordsman, so he can naturally see the depth of the old man.

Seeing another young man with a sword coming, the old man proudly said:

"Dare to lift the sword in front of the sword fairy?"

Hearing the word "Sword Immortal", Yu Mu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said:

"Then I would like to ask Senior Sword Immortal to teach me a thing or two."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Mu shot out quickly, he was the first to strike first, even though he used a sword, he was also a hidden guard.

The secret guards focus on assassination and spying, and they don't have so many morals to talk about.

Seeing Yu Mu making a move, Wang San followed closely behind, and came first, and slashed at the top of the old man's head.

There was mockery in the old man's eyes, he sideways dodged a blow, and then stretched out a sword, which collided with the sword stabbed by Yu Mu.

"Small skills, compared to the two juniors I met in the southwest."

Maybe it's because they are getting old, every time they fight with others, the old man will always chatter, while Yu Mu and Wang San are much more silent, just keep delivering one move after another.

Different from the frequent strikes of the two, the old man seemed much more relaxed. Every time he defuses the opponent's attack, he will stab out a sword softly. The move seems weak, but in fact the angle is extremely tricky. Even if the opponent cooperates properly, he will still be caught Fighting in a hurry.

When the three of them were at a stalemate, the yawning old man's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he changed his back step to a side slip, avoiding the kick coming from behind.

The old man didn't speak this time, and quietly looked at the extra woman in the battle.

The woman was wearing a sky blue long dress, she looked gentle and elegant, if it wasn't for the tricky action just now, no one would believe that she has such skills.

With a smile on her face, the woman bowed slightly to the old man:

"I've seen Old Sword Immortal Ye."

The woman's voice is like a yellow warbler, extremely sweet.

The old man remained calm and did not speak. In his opinion, this girl who looked like Xiaojiabiyu in front of him was more dangerous than the other two.

The woman untied a dark green soft whip from her waist that did not match her attire, and said softly:
"Senior Ye, offended."

Immediately, a soft whip came out of the hole like a green snake, and reached the old man's face in an instant, the old man finally had a serious look on his face, and turned his head to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, the soft whip that looked like a green snake was like a poisonous snake waiting to be eaten by people, it turned its "snake head" and continued to chase the old man.

The old man let out a soft "Hey", his body swept back, and with a wave of his left hand, a sword as thick as an arm swept out, intending to cut off the soft whip in the woman's hand.

Seeing this, the woman flicked her wrist, and whipped the body and tail of the whip. The soft dark green whip sounded like a living thing, and it made a "pop" sound, and it also produced an effect similar to the old man's sword energy, hitting the thick sword energy on the arm. above.

There was only a bang, and the "sword energy" formed by the soft whip shattered. Although the old man's sword energy was still there, it was on the verge of collapse.

"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect to meet the successor of Nanrong Jin here." The old man finally spoke.

"Master, the old man has been thinking of Ye Laojianxian." The woman said softly.

The old man smiled wryly when he heard the words, "If your master had half the appearance of your little apprentice when he was young, the old man would have followed, even if he weighed the same as you."

The old man couldn't help but think of a woman with a face full of flesh and thick arms. That woman has a very good temper, but it's a pity that her appearance is really not flattering. I really couldn't pass the test in my heart back then.

"Since we are old acquaintances, why don't you turn the fighting into friendship?"

Wang San interrupted at this moment.

The old man looked at him when he heard the words, and said with a half-smile:
"Boy, when you insulted the old man just now, why didn't you think of turning hostility into friendship?"

"..." Wang San was speechless for a while.

"Since the old man insists on making a move, Huang Ying should accompany him."

The woman named Huang Ying, Xiuwai Huizhong, naturally knew that the old man could not give up the shot just because of the little friendship decades ago, so she swung the long whip directly after speaking.The originally soft long whip was now like a sharp sword in her hand, stabbing straight at the old man opposite.

The old man did not relax his vigilance, and directly raised his sword to block it.

When the originally soft long whip brushed against the blade, it was like a collision of gold and stone, sparking a lot of sparks.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes flashed brightly, and he said:

"Girl baby, it's a pity to use your bones to practice whips, how about practicing swords with the old man?"

There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, but she didn't reply, the whip started again, a leather whip was like a soft sword in her hand, sometimes it was like a long river, sometimes it was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, it was really flexible.

"Okay, okay." The old man restrained himself from praising him, "You are so young, yet you can use a soft whip to make your sword look awe-inspiring. I think I am not as good as you at your age."

"Old man, you still don't forget to chatter when you fight, be careful that Feng Da flashes your tongue."

Suddenly a voice came from behind the old man, and then an official knife was thrust straight up, aiming at the old man's back.

Ye Jian obviously had no patience for the junior behind him who repeatedly humiliated him, so he turned around and kicked the opponent's chest heavily with his right leg.

The latter didn't expect an old man to be so nimble, and put the knife on his chest, but he was kicked out by the opponent with the knife.

Seeing this, Yu Mu hurriedly took Wang San's place, and stabbed out with a sword, but the old man didn't look at the sword, but put the sword behind his back, blocking the attacking whip from behind, and stretched his right hand forward, A finger is on the tip of the sword.

Hearing the sound of "ding", Yu Mu felt that his wrist was numb, not only did the sword not hurt the old man, but on the contrary, under the opponent's finger, most of the sword tip was destroyed.

"This old monster!"

Even the always elegant Yu Mu couldn't help cursing.

The old man seemed very satisfied with this title, with a smile on his face, he raised his leg and kicked towards the opponent's waist. If the kick was strong, Yu Mu probably lost his waist.

Seeing this, Huang Ying quickly swung her whip to block it, and the straight whip became soft again, wrapping around the old man's right leg.

"It turns out that this kid is your favorite."

The old man has lived to such a great age, he is undoubtedly a human being, and he immediately saw the clues.

Huang Ying snorted coldly, and shouted to Yu Mu:
"Give me the sword, you and Wang San go catch the traitor."

Yu Mu nodded, threw the long sword without the tip to Huang Ying, and rushed towards Wang Bingde together with Wang San.

Seeing this, the old man let out a long sigh, and the black eyebrows in his hands waved out without warning, and saw a sword aura as thick as a thigh sweeping across, heading straight towards Huang Ying opposite.

Huang Ying couldn't help shrinking her eyes, she didn't even dare to meet the sword energy head-on, so she had to dodge and leave the spot.

The sword energy seemed to be unobstructed, swept past, and suddenly hit the city gate behind Huang Ying.

Naturally, the heavy city gate would not be defeated by this sword energy, otherwise Taizu Wang Mu would not have spent thousands of soldiers to break through the gate of Beiyuan capital.

It's just that the target of the old man surnamed Ye is not the impenetrable city gate, but the bolt that weighs several hundred kilograms.

The gate bolt of the imperial city requires four or five strong soldiers to move it at the same time. Its thickness even exceeds the waistline of a strong man. The old man broke under one blow and fell to the ground with a bang.

As the door bolt fell to the ground, Wang Bingde rode out, and the other three attendants, except him, walked forward with bare hands.

Those Jinghu guards who were composed of the elite soldiers in the surrounding area were like paper paste in front of these three people, and they could be broken at the touch of a finger.

Seeing this, the two of Yu Mu frowned, the tyrannical strength of the three of them didn't even dare to resist head-on.

At this time, the infantry captain on the side spoke:
"Raise soldiers for thousands of days, use them for a while, and give them all to me. They must not be allowed to escape from the capital!"

The soldiers who were still a little frightened all around heard the words, their eyes were red, and they stabbed out with long spears and short knives, wave after wave.

Seeing this, Wang Bingde's eyes turned cold, he took out a small bottle from his bosom, shook it lightly, and then smashed it into the crowd without hesitation, a cloud of white smoke instantly rose into the air.

As the smoke exploded, Wang Bingde rode out.

Jing Huwei was thrown into disarray by the intruding smoke. The smell of the smoke was pungent and pungent. Tears flowed from his nose when he touched it, and he couldn't see who was in front of him.

On the other hand, Wang Bingde, who was standing on the horse, was in a high position and was not affected by the smoke at all. Instead, he drew a soft sword from his waist and chopped down the officers and soldiers who blocked the way.

Seeing that the city gate was approaching, Wang Bingde looked back and saw that the three followers were already surrounded.

It seems that these three Kunlun slaves are going to confess here today, but thanks to their poisonous smoke, I was able to get to this point.

Wang Bingde turned his head, his face still gloomy, he accelerated his horse and rushed towards the city gate.

……

Although Wang San and Yu Mu were also covered by the smoke, their first reaction was to close their eyes and cover their mouths and noses, and only opened their eyes again after rushing out of the range of the smoke based on memory. There was still a burning pain in the skin.

"The smoke is poisonous."

"The majestic prince has resorted to such indecent means."

The two looked at each other and quickly chased towards the city gate.

……

When Wang Bingde was only ten steps away from the city gate, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

"My lord, follow us back."

Yu Mu held an official saber he picked up from nowhere, and stood in front of the horse with Wang San.

Wang Bingde looked at the two in front of him, and said in a cold voice:
"You can't stop me."

"If you can't stop it, you won't know until you pass it."

After Wang San finished speaking, he took the lead and rushed forward with his knife. Seeing this, Yu Mu shook his head and followed closely behind.

Wang Bingde narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to make a move, but a woman's voice came from next to his ear: "Go quickly."

As soon as the words fell, a woman with a black cloth mask appeared in front of Wang San, holding a short sword and stabbing at the man in front of him.

"Leave me alone, you go and catch him."

As Wang San said, he raised his saber to meet the masked woman's sword.

"It's getting more and more chaotic tonight." Yu Mu glanced at the masked woman, then turned and rushed towards Wang Bingde who was riding a horse.

The latter made a decisive decision, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and with the power of the horse's rush, the soft sword sank and swung towards the oncoming Yu Mu.

Seeing the soft sword attacking towards the front door, Yu Mu suddenly knelt down on his knees, and while narrowly dodging the sword, he swung the official knife in his hand and slashed hard at the front legs of the running horse.

The sharp blade swept across, and the forelegs of the horse under Wang Bingde were all cut off, and the horse fell headfirst.

Wang Bingde had been prepared for a long time, he clapped his hands on the horse's back, jumped up and landed forward.

The moment he landed, he still didn't delay, and directly swept forward with his speed. In just a moment, he had already reached the gate of the city.

When Wang Bingde came to the gate of the city, he grabbed the gate with one hand, and then pulled it hard, only to see that the gate usually required five or six people to open, but at this moment, he opened a gap with his strength.

Yu Mu's eyes widened involuntarily, thinking to himself that this prince is too forbearing, but it was written in the file that he "couldn't carry it on his shoulders or lift it with his hands".

Seeing Wang Bingde go through the city gate, Yu Mu couldn't do anything else, he followed closely behind and rushed out of the city gate, at the same time, a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

This person must not stay!
……

On the other side, the girl named Huang Ying and the old sword fairy surnamed Ye were already fighting inseparably. The long sword left by Yu Mu was being entangled with her long whip at this moment, and she followed the sword hanging in the air far away. Flying swords fight.

The flying sword called Daimei by the old man seemed to have a spirit, making trembling sword sounds, and collided with another sword in the air.

Huang Ying controls the sword with a whip, and only she knows the hardships.

Right now, the realm of the old man has clearly surpassed Yujian and became Yujian.

Although there is only one word difference between the two, they are very different.

One is to emphasize control and prove the way with strength, and the other is to emphasize the sword's heart and sword intent. What the heart thinks is where the sword goes, so it is more relaxed and flexible.

Ye Jian on the other side was also more and more amazed at the swordsmanship of the woman in front of him. Judging from his decades of immersion in the swordsmanship, if the woman in front of him didn't use a whip but learned swords instead, within ten years, she must be a generation of swordsmen. Of course, he must be the one to teach.

"Girl, learn swordsmanship from this old man. This old man guarantees that you will become an immortal in ten years and become a saint in twenty years. Your accomplishments in the way of swords in this life will definitely far surpass this old man.

The old man has stopped at the first level of the Sword Immortal for 30 years. I don't know if there is any possibility of becoming a Saint in this life, but even if he can't become a Saint, if he can teach a Sword Saint apprentice, he will die without regret. "

The woman smiled and said:

"If the old senior wants the junior to be a teacher, this ability alone is not enough."

Ye Jian stroked his beard and smiled, and said:

"Okay, okay, then the old man will not hide his secrets."

After finishing speaking, the old man put his sword back into its sheath, closed his eyes and remained silent, feeling a sense of desolation spontaneously.

Huang Ying frowned and watched, and in the next moment, she quickly moved away from the main road.

The old man opened his eyes again, with only sword intent in his eyes, and the majestic sword energy poured out, like a galaxy hanging in the sky, like a river pouring backwards, and went straight to the direction of the city gate.

The main road of the capital, which can accommodate twenty riders driving side by side, cracked inch by inch. Where the sword energy passed, the huge bluestone slab was smashed into powder. With a loud bang, the city gate, which was nearly twenty feet thick, was crushed. This sword blasted a big hole...

Everyone around was shocked by this scene, and Wang San and the masked woman who were still fighting on the main street just now stopped their movements early and hid far away.

Yu Mu, who ran a certain distance outside the city gate, was blown away by the wind wave, and when he looked back, he was shocked to find that the city gate was gone.

Even Wang Bingde, who was running ahead, couldn't help but look back. Even though he knew the horror of the old man, he couldn't help swallowing when he actually saw the city gate that was blown into pieces.

This is the power of the sword fairy.

(End of this chapter)