"Once the world is enlightened, I will laugh that there will be no swordsman in the world."
This sentence was written on the Chunyang Sword. Xu Tong wrote this sentence on the wall of Zhongdu City. It was not only a confidence in his own swordsmanship, but also a challenge to Xiao Leshan.
Last time at Luoyuepi, I was no match for Xiao Leshan, so I could only avoid his edge.
But today he came, and he came to Zhongdu openly and openly. On the one hand, he wanted to explore the origins of the Yuan Qi Shen Sect. On the other hand, he also wanted to avenge his shame and see how powerful your Xiao Leshan sword is.
Xu Tong's attitude was already obvious, and everyone was moved by it.
"You are so brave. You are worthy of being the Marquis of Shenwu. There is no one else with the word Shenwu. This is an open provocation to King Xiao!"
In terms of strength, there is no doubt that no one dares to compete with Zhang Xian, the leader of Longhu Mountain.
After all, sixteen years ago, he beat Xiao Leshan to the point of vomiting blood with three moves, made Xu Lai run away, and caused Donghai Divine Monk Guzang to fall from the fourth in the world to the sixth in the world.
He is already the most powerful inner demon in the world.
But if we throw this person away and talk about swordsmanship alone, Xiao Leshan's swordsmanship has already reached the realm of enlightenment, and no one in the world can match him in swordsmanship.
Now that Xu Tong was openly provoking, everyone could only praise his courage for a while. Even if they didn't think highly of him, they had to admire him from the bottom of their hearts.
Only those with strength are qualified to say such things.
The fact that Yang Hong destroyed twenty-six human demons with one sword proved his strength, and he was qualified to fight Xiao Leshan.
"Set up camp, Ge Zhuo, Nie Gao (Gao Zhuo) and you guys follow me into the city!"
Under Xu Tong's arrangement, Gu Xibai quickly led a group of cavalry to change direction and prepared to set up camp on the hillside outside Zhongdu City.
In this way, they have a broad field of vision and can respond quickly if there are changes.
And with Gu Xibai on guard, there won't be any big trouble.
As for Xu Tong, he took Ge Zhuo, Lao Gao, and several personal guards to accompany Xu Fan's carriage into the city.
Those ministers who had been so high-spirited just now were now like frost beating eggplants, as if they were mourning for their heirs.
I had to sigh in my heart, no wonder the prince ran so fast. If he had known that this Shenwuhou was so terrifying, he would have reported illness and returned home long ago.
As soon as Xu Tong and others entered the city, everyone on the city wall had already jumped off the city wall. Looking back, they saw the big words left by Xu Tong. They were already making a huge noise.
"I think Marquis Shenwu's swordsmanship is not inferior to that of Xiao Leshan. This battle is very interesting."
"It's really a pleasure to kill twenty-six demons with one sword."
"This pure yang energy can break all laws and drive away evil spirits. It is the right way, just like the power of thunder from the sky."
A group of people are flattering and have a great impression of this Shenwuhou, thinking that this man Wen Tao and his martial arts are the pillars of the country.
But another group of people are skeptical about this.
"It's an exaggeration to say that Yang Hong is a rising star after all. King Xiao has held the sword for decades and killed Zhang Yishan with one sword. His attainments in swordsmanship are unparalleled in the world."
"Yes, King Xiao is in charge of the Northern Barbarians, and the country's luck has increased. Even if Yang Hong has good strength, when it comes to the Earth Immortal, his own luck is the foundation of his strength. How can he pass this level!"
"Who said luck equals strength? Zhang Xian wouldn't be number one in the world without the luck of the country!"
"Although Zhang Xian does not have national luck, he has the blessing of Taoist luck, and the thousand-year Taoist luck of Longhu Mountain has blessed him. Of course he is invincible in the world!
"
Seeing the people on both sides becoming more and more noisy and full of gunpowder, someone finally remembered something, turned around and ran up the city wall, where he found the old man from Gusu squatting in the corner.
"Old man, what do you think?"
When everyone saw this, they all remembered that there was another Bai Xiaosheng, and they immediately rushed to the city wall.
I saw old man Gusu frowning and smoking the cigarette pot in his hand, as if he was thinking hard about something.
"Senior Gusu, what do you think Yang Hong's chances of winning are?" Everyone asked again.
Old Man Gusu is one of the best in the world. Although his strength is ranked last among the best, few people can match his knowledge and experience. At this moment, everyone asked, naturally wanting to ask this old man to tell the truth about Yang Hongruo.
In a battle with Xiao Leshan, who will win?
Faced with everyone's inquiries, Old Man Gusu was too lazy to respond.
Fortunately, some people knew the rules and hurried to the wine shop to buy fine wine and wine, and the sauced meat and wine were delivered to the city wall.
At this time, the old man from Gusu said reluctantly: "In terms of swordsmanship, this man can fight twenty moves."
Twenty moves, old man Gusu's words made those who were not optimistic about Yang Hong overjoyed, and couldn't help but feel proud: "Hahaha, it's only twenty moves, I thought it was so powerful!"
As soon as he said these words, Old Man Gusu gave him a blank look: "Zhang Xian won't be able to withstand fifteen moves if he doesn't use the talisman."
When Zhang Xian and Xiao Leshan fought, Old Man Gusu was a bystander watching the battle and knew very well how terrifying Xiao Leshan's swordsmanship was.
After hearing this, those who were laughing just now shut up instantly.
The old man from Gusu drank a glass of wine and a few pieces of meat. After the wine and meat were in his stomach, he felt much better. He continued: "But if this person is not good at swordsmanship, it is hard to say!"
Everyone was startled at this moment, yes, who said we have to compete in swordsmanship? When you get the red eye, you can use any moves.
It is said that Yang Hong is not only skilled in swordsmanship, but also in talismans and even Buddhist magical powers. In the battle at Shenwuguan, didn't he just use Buddhist magical powers to kick Di Qiu half to death?
Coupled with the Zixiao Divine Thunder and the Second Soul of Longhu Mountain, this person has many methods, and each of them is extremely powerful. In a real fight, Xiao Leshan may not be able to take advantage.
The old man from Gusu ignored them and took out a pamphlet and a charcoal pen from his arms. He lazily wrote just one sentence: "On the seventh day of the second lunar month, Marquis Shenwu entered the capital city, and his sword energy surged into the sky.
Thirty thousand meters away, a sword illuminates Dading Mansion..."
"Master Marquis, Crown Prince, please come this way!"
The carriage stopped in front of the mansion. Xu Fan got out of the car and looked up. He immediately curled his lips with dissatisfaction: "Is this place a doghouse?"
"ah!
"
The official responsible for the reception changed his expression and hurriedly explained, "Your Majesty, you are just kidding me. This is the mansion where the envoy lives."
Xu Fan heard this, looked up and down, and waved to the reception officials in the foyer in front of him.
Seeing this, the officials could only bite the bullet and come forward.
"Snapped!"
As a result, the next second, Xu Fan slapped him and knocked him to the ground.
This move immediately caused the expressions of the accompanying Northern Barbarian guards to change drastically, and they subconsciously grabbed their weapons. However, under Xu Tong's inadvertent look, these guards were struck by lightning, and each of them froze in place, momentarily shocked.
Drenched in sweat and unable to move.
Xu Fan shook his sore palm and said to himself: "It seems that I need to prepare a board from now on, otherwise these barbarians are rough and thick-skinned, and they will hurt my hand if they hit me!"
Then he knelt down and stared at the receptionist: "I feel cold even if my dog lives in this place."
"you!
"
The official's face flickered between bright and dark, but he didn't even dare to take a breath.
Seeing this, Xu Fan raised his head, looked around, and walked to Xu Tong: "Brother Yang, I can't find any place to stay in this place. How about we go directly to the palace to negotiate?"
Move the place as soon as possible so we don't waste time here."
Hearing Xu Fan's words, the official in charge of the reception quickly got up and ran to Xu Fan: "This is not okay, this is against the rules, please respect yourself!"
It's a pity that this official's words are of no use in front of Xu Fan.
As for Xu Tong, let alone that.
Even twenty-six human demons have been killed by you, who dares to trouble this Lord?
"Self-respect??"
When Xu Fan heard this, he immediately became happy and raised his palm. The official was so frightened that he hurriedly hid behind him. Seeing this, Xu Fan curled his lips, put his palm down, stepped forward, and poked this with his index finger.
An official's chest: "What do you think I am here for? I am here to grab territory, people, money and food. Do you really think of me as an envoy to offer incense to your emperor?"
If there had not been a great victory at Langshan, then Xu Fan would have no problem being an envoy honestly. After all, since the imperial court sent an envoy, it did not want to fight. When he came to someone else's territory, of course he had to be pleasant. When it was time to pretend to be a grandson, he still
It needs to be installed.
But during the great victory at Langshan, the Northern Barbarians lost a hundred thousand wolf soldiers. Even the head coach Xiao Chi was chopped off by himself. Did he come to be his grandson? He came to be a robber.
Who has a robber who politely kowtows to the owner when he comes in??
Furthermore, Xu Fan knew in his heart that given the relationship between his father and Xiao Leshan, maybe Xiao Leshan would find a way to prevent him from ever thinking about returning to heaven. At this time, he was still polite. What kind of great country etiquette should he pay attention to?
, go to hell.
Xu Fan's words made the official who received him so angry that he thought: "This is so shameless."
But he could only think about this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a word out of his mouth.
Who allowed the Northern Barbarians to be defeated? Who made those twenty-six good-for-nothings so vulnerable? Now they are nakedly saying that they are robbers, and I can only listen obediently. No one has as big a fist as anyone.
Just when he was grimacing and trying to make another effort, Xu Tong suddenly raised his head and looked north, frowning, and soon heard a huge bell ringing from the northern palace.
"Winter~winter~winter~winter~"
The huge bells rippled over the northern barbarian capital. Many officials were stunned for a few seconds, and then they all burst into tears.
"What do you do to ring the bells in your palace??"
Seeing the dull expression on the face of the reception official, Xu Fan couldn't help but ask.
It was okay not to ask, but after asking, the official made a plop and knelt down in the direction of the Zhongdu Imperial City.
"this……"
When Xu Fan saw this, his mouth opened wide, and he realized what had happened. There was only one situation in which the palace would ring the bell continuously, and that was the death of the emperor.
According to the rules, from the day of the great mourning, the bells of each temple should be tolled 30,000 times.
Xu Tong covered his forehead and glanced at Xu Fan helplessly: "Crow's Mouth, now you really have to offer incense to others."