Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 234: The Legend of Immortality (Part )
Ding-ling-ling~!

As the young disciples from Taishan, Kongtong and Wudang sects approached the arena, the sound of wind chimes on the horses' collars could be heard faintly under the autumn wind.

Along with it came the crisp sound of horse hooves.

There is no need for the driver to take action.

The young man in the car had already lifted the curtain. Although Gu Ji was a person who didn't like trouble, he couldn't help but get excited when he saw there were so many acquaintances in the town and it was so lively.

Only then did he put the wood carving away.

Seeing this, the Li family members over there found it difficult to control their mood at the moment.

This situation is definitely not something they can handle.

"Third Senior Brother!"

I don’t know what’s going on today, not only are there many geniuses from major sects, but three of the four great true disciples have also appeared.

The old man from the Li family smiled even more, but he inadvertently wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this time, he also noticed the people around his third senior brother.

They were Chi Chenzi, Bian Anjun, Ni Jingying and others from the Emei Sect.

Although the old man from the Li family did not recognize their identities at first glance, these people had extraordinary demeanor, each carrying a sword, and traveling with the third senior brother, so he thought they were from a prominent sect.

Gu Ji greeted the Li family and met his fellow disciples.

He immediately noticed the old man Dian Cang who was standing on the periphery.

This place is adjacent to Yancheng. Although it can be seen that Shang Sufeng has no intention of showing it in front of others, the Hengshan Sect is the local owner and the major sect. Since he has seen it, he cannot be negligent out of courtesy.

Gu Ji called out "Senior Shang".

No matter how dumb others are, they know that this white-haired and eagle-eyed old man is Dian Cang Miaozhi.

For a moment, the younger generation who had only heard of the old man but never seen him in person all looked at him sideways and bowed to him.

The secrets of the Jianghu and the lofty status.

Even the leader of a big sect has to be courteous and careful, let alone young people like them.

Shang Sufeng looked at these heroic figures from various factions and sighed at the prosperity of the martial arts world.

One can't help but feel a sense of the night when the lights are out and the evening rain is falling.

He felt that this arena had nothing to do with him, so he stroked his beard, smiled, and said nothing more.

His eyes swept across the group of young people and gazed leisurely in the direction of the Five Divine Peaks of Hengshan Mountain.

The eldest senior brother Chi Chenzi of the Emei Sect was just about to step forward to greet the other two true disciples of the Hengshan Sect, but he didn't expect to be beaten to the punch by someone.

This man was wearing a Taoist robe, had a square face, and was upright and incorruptible.

It was Lu Yanxiu from the Taishan School.

The weapon he carried was different from the traditional short broadsword of the Taishan School. It was longer and thinner.

This change appeared in the next generation of leader, which shows that Taishan swordsmanship has undergone many changes in recent years.

It was previously rumored that Lu Yanxiu was a warlike person.

Now his swordsmanship has greatly improved, and he is seeking the four true teachings of Hengshan.

At this moment, he strode towards the three Hengshan masters with his head held high. Although there was a fighting spirit on his face, there was also a layer of smile.

Obviously, they knew each other.

"Senior brothers, long time no see."

Luo He smiled slightly, and Gu Ji stepped forward and praised: "Junior Brother Lu's aura is long and lingering. It seems that not only has your swordsmanship improved greatly, but your internal strength has also made a breakthrough."

If I were an ordinary person, I would probably have to be more humble.

Lu Yanxiu simply nodded: "It is for this reason that Tianmen Master allowed me to go down the mountain."

Ah Fei shook the wine bag in his hand and raised his eyebrows at him: "Junior Brother Lu, I heard that you were looking for me."

"Exactly."

The expressions of the people around him changed slightly, and suddenly they saw his stern expression.

He said solemnly:
"My master always taught me that only if I have the same aspirations as my uncle Sword God can I hope to pursue the highest level of martial arts."

"In the past, I was not very good at martial arts and was defeated by Senior Brother Fei."

"Now that I have achieved success in my art, I came to Hengyang this time to observe the battle and gain knowledge, and I also hope to have another battle with Senior Brother Fei."

Everyone was stunned.

It would be difficult for an ordinary Taishan disciple to challenge the four great disciples.

But the person in front of him has mastered the most unique sword technique of Taishan School, so there is a bit of suspense.

Ah Fei nodded repeatedly:

"How is Mr. Taizong? Qiluqing is not over yet. Okay, I also want to learn the swordsmanship from my disciple."

"but."

He changed the subject and smiled at Junior Brother Luo and Li Yuanqiong: "This is a matchmaking arena. If we fight with swords, it will only ruin the event."

"If my master and uncles knew about this, they would definitely blame me for ruining the mood."

He was just about to reschedule.

Junior Sister Li immediately spoke up: "This arena is no longer useful, Senior Brother, just show us your sword skills so that we can feast our eyes."

Ah Fei laughed:

"Okay, now that the good thing has been done, I will have a sword fight with Junior Brother Lu to liven up the atmosphere."

Seeing the mischievous looks from his two senior brothers, Luo He smiled helplessly but said nothing.

In a moment, all the idlers on the stage were cleared out.

Disciples from major sects such as Kongtong, Wudang, and Emei, as well as those people from the martial arts world, were all staring at the two people on the stage.

The four true disciples have been famous for a long time. In comparison, the descendants of Taishan are rising stars.

Regardless of victory or defeat, the fact that Lu Yanxiu dared to confront the four great masters head-on in public is enough to be praised.

The Taishan Sect had been in decline for a long time, and finally an outstanding disciple came.

As soon as Ah Fei picked up the sword, his whole temperament changed drastically.

Just now he was free and unrestrained, and spoke casually.

At this moment, he hung the wine bag on his waist and took the sword in his hand. He seemed to ignore the things around him and focus all his attention on the sword.

His eyes were pure, without any distractions.

But the whole person is like a sharp sword that has been shed, with its edge fully exposed.

Among the four true disciples, the eldest brother's sword is the fastest, because his sword is purely fast.

At this time, although he was holding the sword, he did not move.

but
Those martial artists who were active in the martial arts world took a closer look at him, and set him as an imaginary enemy. Then they put themselves in Lu Yanxiu's shoes, and immediately felt a chill rushing up from their spines to the top of their heads.

His eyes, his whole spirit, his palm holding the sword, the position of his five fingers, his posture of exerting force, his breathing rate, the pulsation of his true energy and blood.
These tiny elements all seem to be at the same frequency.

The next moment, as soon as the sword was drawn, anyone could predict that it would be a blow with devastating force.

As his opponent, the more he looked at these details, the more worried he became about his sword.

Therefore, he kept guessing where on his body the sword would hit.

The more he thought about it, the more fruitless it became, so before Ah Fei drew his sword, his opponent was already panicking.

"What on earth is going on with this sword technique?"

Some inexplicably panicked people in the martial arts world couldn't help but hold their breath and ask in a low voice.

The old man in Jianghu said: "It is said that the Sword God once used his sword to stab a fish in the rushing river. The fish in the river are so agile, and the water flow blocks their sight. But when the Sword God was teaching this disciple, he used that sword."

"Master Hengshan has been pursuing that sword, so in his eyes, his opponent is just like the fish in the river."

"His sword is extremely fast, and it is more of a hunting state."

"It's not surprising that you feel panicked. This is the instinct of prey. If you can't overcome it, you will definitely be stabbed by an extremely fast sword."

The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at the successor of Taishan Sect.

"However, this time the opponent can be seen as a calculating fish."

Many people looked at Lu Yanxiu.

He pointed the long sword in his right hand diagonally downwards, his eyes not looking at the sword, but at Ah Fei's entire body.

On the ring, the five fingers of Lu Yanxiu's left hand moved the fastest, and it could be said that they never stopped for a moment.

He was counting with his fingers, from one to five, then he made a fist, then extended his thumb, then his index finger, until all five fingers were extended, then he bent his thumb, then his index finger, and finally his middle finger.

This is the essence of "How is Daizong?"

By repeated calculations, he could know all the factors when his opponent drew his sword, and thus he would have a clear understanding of it.

Once his mind was clear, every strike of his sword would hit the target. Ah Fei held the sword, drawing it but not firing.

Lu Yanxiu was not sure, so he did not dare to draw his sword.

At this time, Ah Fei on the ring took half a step forward.

But his posture did not change at all, and he still did not draw his sword.

But this half step was like a heavy drum beating on my heart.

A swordsman with extremely fast sword skills will be more dangerous the closer he is to you.

After half a step, another step.

As Ah Fei took a step forward, Lu Yanxiu calculated desperately with his left hand.

Ah Fei quickened his pace, Lu Yanxiu's pupils shrank slightly, blue marks appeared on his temples, and the calculations with his left hand's fingers were so complicated that it was almost like a phantom!
All the spectators were amazed at this magical sword technique.

At a certain moment.
When everyone was attracted by their strange way of using swords, suddenly two bright lights came dazzlingly!

Many people were scared to death!
They were so immersed in the strange moves that they lost their mental calculations and didn't know when the sword came.

“Ding~!!”

Ah Fei drew his sword and pointed it directly at the throat.

Lu Yanxiu calculated this and rushed out with his sword.

Ah Fei's sword was extremely fast, and after much calculation, Lu Yanxiu was able to follow Ah Fei's rhythm in drawing his sword, which made his sword speed also abnormally fast, leaving even the Taishan disciples dumbfounded.

The spectators were blinded by the two sword lights. When they closed their eyes,
Seven or eight sword lights suddenly lit up in succession!
Fast, too fast!
The sunlight was bounced off by their swords, and the swords collided with each other at an unusual frequency!

The slightly closed eyelids of many people suddenly widened into a thin slit.

It was a little dark in the narrow gap, and the two swords collided, creating layers of overlapping shadows!
The swift swordsmanship of Senior Brother Hengshan had long been well-known, and when he drew his sword this time, it still shocked all the people in the martial arts world.

What is even more unbelievable is that this rising star of the Taishan School can actually take on the quick sword moves in succession.

The figure moved with the sword, the sword was fast and the figure was fast, and the arena was already covered by the sword light.

Lu Yanxiu's left hand was pinching to the extreme, and where the internal force of his fingertips touched, pain was already caused.

He wanted to calculate to the extreme and get rid of Ah Fei's moves.

unfortunately
When the veins in his temples were stretched to the extreme, not only did his entire head throb with pain and his eyes became cloudy, but his right hand holding the sword and the blood rushing through his body could finally no longer be controlled.

The crowd couldn't see clearly and thought they were going to fight for a long time.

Unexpectedly, with a crisp "ding" sound, Lu Yanxiu's sword slipped out of his hand and stuck upside down on the ring.

Lost!

Taishan Tianjiao did not pick up the sword at the first moment, but clenched his right hand and took a breath.

A quick sword is not something you can just draw out of your mind.

He had enough brains to calculate Ah Fei's sword shadows.

However, his skills are much inferior.

Every quick sword move that came out to counter it was a burden on his body.

The true Qi is unstable, the Qi and blood are restless, and the body is burdened by the extremely fast movements.

These are all the negative effects brought about by the incompatibility between the opponent's swordsmanship and the Taishan School's swordsmanship.

With his current skill level, short-term suppression is his limit.

"Brother Fei, you still win."

Lu Yanxiu admitted defeat, but the people in the martial arts world looked at him strangely.

There was a hint of joy in the eyes of the Taishan disciples.

Being able to fight against the four true disciples like this, and considering that the next generation leader is a little younger, this is already an impressive record.

Ah Fei put away his sword and suddenly laughed:
"Junior Brother Lu is not good at using a fast sword, why are you forcing yourself to fight with a fast sword?"

Lu Yanxiu picked up his sword and said calmly:
"I can't think of any other solutions for now, so I'll just have to make do with it."

Ah Fei nodded and praised:

"Master once said that the Taishan Sect's Lu Dai Sect is quite amazing. Junior Brother Lu is extremely talented."

His pure eyes met Lu Yanxiu's cloudy eyes, and he smiled and suggested:

"Master might be interested too. Junior Brother Lu, when you meet him this time, you might as well ask Dai Zong how to use the sword."

Hearing this, Taishan Tianjiao's eyes became much clearer.

Use this trick to calculate Master Uncle's swordsmanship?
Just thinking about it makes my head ache.

He quickly refused. It was just Ah Fei's suggestion, but he didn't dare to offend.

Tianmen's Grandmaster had a very good relationship with the Sword God Grandmaster, and he dared not show any disrespect to him.

"After meeting with Master Uncle this time, I will return to the mountain gate for retreat, and I will look for Senior Brother Fei to compare with me someday."

Ah Fei said "OK".

After saying this, he untied his wine bag, and took several gulps with a smile. It was obvious that he was in high spirits after the sword fight just now.

Lu Yanxiu bowed and returned to his fellow disciples of Taishan Sect.

Everyone who watched this battle was deeply moved.

"Sister, the swordsmanship of the Taishan sect disciple is very unique."

Outside the crowd, Yang Juncai's eyes followed Taishan Tianjiao: "If sister fights him, can she win?"

Dongfang Xiaoxian said: "Yes."

"Although his sword moves are strange and I can't figure them out, his skills are still shallow."

Yang Juncai's eyes lit up and he moved his eyes to the drinking Ah Fei.

"This man is also a disciple of the Sword God. What if I fight him?"

Dongfang Xiaoxian pondered for a few seconds and shook her head: "I don't know. I'll know only after the fight."

Yang Juncai looked at Luo He curiously again and asked the same question.

The answer given by Dongfang Xiaoxian is the same.

Her expression remained the same as always, calm yet with a hint of coldness.

But
As he found himself in the land of Xiaoxiang and met the other two of the four true disciples, his heart was intensified.

Only after meeting these people did you know that the rumors were true.

I also understand why the Hengshan School became the largest school.

Therefore, one will inevitably have more associations with the person on the top of the sacred peak.

The boy was very curious about everything around him and interrupted his sister's thoughts:

"Will they continue to fight?"

Dongfang Xiaoxian said: "Probably not."

"These descendants of major sects came here mainly for Yancheng."

"I'm afraid we will be in the mood to discuss martial arts only after the battle between the two seniors is over."

"Let's talk again."

She gestured towards the red silk lanterns on the matchmaking arena:
"This is not the right occasion."

Just as Dongfang Xiaoxian expected, after Lu Yanxiu left, no one went to challenge A Fei again.

Instead, everyone's attention shifted to the more low-key old man Dian Cang.

The current turmoil in the martial arts world was caused by this old man.

The Hengshan disciples looked at old man Dian Cang, and then glanced at the young men and women around the old man.

It seemed like someone greeted them, but they didn't acknowledge them.

I just find it interesting.

At this moment, someone outside the crowd suddenly shouted:
"Go to Yancheng! Go to Yancheng!"

These people shouted loudly, which made many people dissatisfied.

The secret of Dian Cang is right here, what big thing can happen in Yancheng?
"What happened?"

Someone immediately responded by shouting:

"The successor of Kunlun Sect is here!"

"They want to take back the master's sword and break into the sword tomb!"

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(End of this chapter)