At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 310 Peach Blossom Sword God
The moment the man stepped into the academy, Xiao Han sensed his presence and showed a playful look on his face: "I didn't expect that I would attract a big fish."

"What big fish?"

Qingyao was curious.

"Do you want to be the Sword Palace Master?"

Xiao Han did not explain, but asked directly.

"think."

After hesitating for a moment, Qingyao nodded.

"enough."

Xiao Han nodded, "As long as you want, the position of Sword Palace Master today is yours, and no one can take it away."

On the stone platform, Wuming looked into the distance with a frown on his face. He sensed a faint sharp aura that was extremely unreal, yet real.

This was a terrifying aura, the strongest opponent he had ever encountered in his life.

Although the opponent has not shown up yet and has not drawn his sword, Wuming's hair trembles.

who is it?

Names popped up in his mind one after another, and soon Wuming knew who this powerful man was, even though they had never met him before.

But Wuming still recognized it.

The man riding the donkey stepped onto the square and walked straight towards the stone platform without stopping.

"sizzle"

"sizzle"

Everyone gasped at the same time, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, which soon turned into ecstasy.

“He actually came.”

The white-haired man was trembling all over, his eyes were burning, as if he was crazy, staring straight at the sloppy man.

"It's getting more and more lively."

The old Taoist priest of Mount Longhu stroked his beard, glanced at Xiao Han in the distance, and said to himself, "Let's see how you end up today."

Jiazi years ago, among all the sword-wielding people in the world, the only one who stood out was the Sword God Li. He reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship and looked down upon the myriad warriors in the world.

After Jiazi, Li Jianshen disappeared, and there was a new Peach Blossom Swordsman in the world, the one in front of everyone.

He likes to hold a peach branch in his hand. He is a bohemian person, but his swordsmanship is the best in the world after Li Jianshen.

He even went to Donghai City and fought several times with the second best man in the world, and never lost.

After the battle in Jizhou, Sword God Li fell at the hands of Xiao Han, leaving only one Sword God in the world.

Although many people, secretly, felt that Xiao Han was fully qualified to become the new Sword God.

After all, in the battle of Jizhou, he used sword against sword and forcibly killed the one-armed old man, so he fully deserves the title of Sword God.

However, Xiao Han never regarded himself as the Sword God. The number one, number two, sword immortal, and sword god in the world were nothing more than desserts after dinner to him and were insignificant.

But it is generally acknowledged in the martial arts world that Xiao Han and the Peach Blossom Sword God are the leaders in swordsmanship today, and there is no third person.

Many people thought that the two had never met, but in fact, Xiao Han had fought against the Peach Blossom Sword God under the city of Qingzhou.

He led tens of thousands of soldiers from Qingzhou and forced back the Peach Blossom Sword God from dozens of miles away, and even destroyed many of the Peach Blossom Sword God's natal flying swords.

That move seemed to be evenly matched, but Xiao Han had just fought with Li Jianshen before, and even forcibly broke the opponent's swordsmanship and the Heavenly Dao borrowed from Wudang Mountain.

If it was Xiao Han in his prime, that sword would have defeated the Peach Blossom Sword God. But now, several years have passed, Xiao Han has entered the terrestrial immortal realm from the celestial realm, and he controls Xiliang and swallowed Jizhou.

The situation was already decided, and the arrival of Peach Blossom Sword God was just a surprise to him.

"After not seeing you for several years, the King of Xiliang's cultivation has become even more powerful."

Peach Blossom Sword God looked at Xiao Han from a distance. There was not much anger in their tone, only sighs.

"Your cultivation progress is also good." Xiao Han nodded slightly, standing still like a mountain, showing his arrogance and domineering. So what if he is the God of Peach Blossom Sword?

In front of the King of Xiliang, no one dared to be presumptuous, but no one thought it was wrong.

He is too strong.

Not to mention the four states and 500,000 cavalry under his command, Xiao Han's own cultivation has already reached the pinnacle of the world and he is qualified to compete for the position of number one in the world.

Isn't such a person arrogant?
Who deserves to be so arrogant?

His nonchalant demeanor has impressed countless people; this is the bearing and majesty of a strong man.

The sloppy man retracted his gaze, got off the donkey, and looked at Wuming with a hint of appreciation in his eyes: "Not bad, not bad."

"Senior is so complimentary."

Wuming is neither humble nor arrogant.

"You deserve it."

The sloppy man shook his head and took a step forward. The people around him rubbed their eyes. This man seemed to appear on the stone platform out of thin air.

His body was like a ghost, and also like a fairy. Wuming's eyes were wide open, and the Qingfeng sword in his hand vibrated, emitting a loud sword sound.

Although the Peach Blossom Sword God did not take action or draw his sword, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy when facing this sloppy man.

Wuming has a feeling.

It seemed that what I was facing was not a person, but a towering mountain with no end in sight, or an endless ocean with no way of telling the depth.

Strong

Very strong
The horror of money

But there was no fear in his heart. A swordsman would rather die than surrender. If he encountered a strong enemy, he would be timid. How could he talk about practicing swordsmanship?

Instead, it aroused Wuming's fighting spirit. A powerful sword energy burst out from his body. His robe fluttered, and the loud sound of swords echoed in all directions.

This demeanor made the sloppy man look up to her, and he secretly said, "Not a bad candidate."

"Given time, this boy will be qualified to stand at the top of the human sword path and be on par with me."

"You are so brave, young man."

Wuming held the sword in his hand, his eyes shining brightly, emitting a bright sword light: "I would like to ask for your advice, senior."

"It's impossible."

The sloppy man smiled and nodded.

Wuming took a step forward, and the long sword in his hand slashed down, wrapped in surging sword energy and sharpness, whistling down.

This was the time when he was at the peak of his powers, and also the moment when his sword energy was the most fierce and domineering.

His mind was filled with an unstoppable force.

No matter who you are, I can fight you with just a sword in my hand.

The sword energy was clashing, deafening; the sword light was falling like a streak of silk, endless, facing this sharp and domineering sword.

The sloppy man nodded slightly, stepped out, stretched out his right hand, pinched the sword finger, and walked towards the sword light.

The swords collided, but the imagined scene of crushing victory did not appear. The three-foot-long sword seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand and stopped in front of the sloppy man.

Wuming groaned and raised his cultivation to 120%. His sword energy did not surge. The long sword hummed, trying to break through the invisible restraint.

But it was difficult to advance an inch. The sloppy man pointed his sword finger, and the shattered sword light fell on the Qingfeng sword. Wuming's eyes opened wide, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

There was nothing mysterious about this sword move. It was just a matter of using force to defeat force. With the domineering sword energy, it forcibly broke the nameless sword move.

A few feet away, Wuming landed on the ground. The grain merchant was in a state of panic. He suppressed his blood and energy, clenched his sword, pointed his toes, activated his internal strength, and rushed forward. The sword shadows overlapped, and the dense sword light submerged the entire stone platform.

(End of this chapter)