In the summer of the fourth year of Qingli, the Yuanmeng Kingdom was founded on the grassland, and envoys were sent to Northern Qi, Nanqing and Dongyi.
The Ministry of Rites of Qi and Qing, in accordance with diplomatic rules, accepted the envoys from Yuan and Meng and received them with the highest etiquette.
Only in Dongyi City, the city owner directly rejected the Yuan-Meng envoy and did not recognize its status as a great power.
Although Dongyi City is only one city, its geographical location is extremely advantageous. It is a gathering place for merchants from all over the world, and it is as rich as any country.
The most important thing is that one of the four great masters in Dongyi City, Sigu Jian, known as the "Sword Master", is in charge. Even Northern Qi and Nanqing do not dare to underestimate him.
After the Yuanmeng envoy arrived at Dongyi City, they were driven directly outside the city and were not even allowed to enter the city gate. Sigu Jian must have had the intention behind it.
There was a woman in the mission, she was in her early thirties, with average appearance but hot figure. She was wearing a fur coat, showing two slender legs, and a pair of beautiful feet without shoes, but not stained by any dust.
Her attitude towards Dongyi City is very angry.
"It's unreasonable. Sigu Jian is going too far to bully others. Dongyi City won't let us in, so we'll break in."
"Sister Bailu, if you break in, what if you anger Sigu Jian?" Next to the woman, a tall man with slender arms and a bow and arrow asked.
"Zhebie, you are afraid of Si Gu Jian." The woman asked with raised eyebrows.
"Whatever Sister Bailu says, I'll do it if you don't care." The man said naively.
The woman snorted confidently and said: "The Lord said that good people can be bullied by others. In the diplomacy between the two countries, in addition to showing friendship, you must also show your strength, otherwise others will not take you seriously."
After saying that, the woman raised her right foot and picked out a scimitar with her toes. Her left foot flew up and kicked the handle of the knife.
The scimitar flew through the air and inserted directly into the plaque on the Dongyi City Tower.
Such provocative behavior quickly angered Dongyi City, and groups of soldiers rushed out of the city, armed with spears and swords, to attack the Yuan-Meng envoy.
In the Yuanmeng mission, the naive young man named Zhebie skillfully took off his long bow and shot an arrow, followed by screams one after another.
Jebie's arrow did not go straight, but took a serpentine shape, passing through the shoulders of ten soldiers, and could also penetrate into the thick city wall, penetrating three inches into the stone.
Bai Lu sneered and said: "Zhe Farewell, come and clear the way. We will break into Dongyi and force Sigu Jian to show up."
Zhebie took a long stride, got on his horse, and rushed straight towards Dongyi City. The bow and arrow in his hand kept making the sound of banging. Every time an arrow was shot, ten soldiers fell down.
Forget it if the shot is not in vain, he can kill ten enemies with one arrow.
The news that the Yuanmeng envoy broke into the city quickly reached the city lord's palace. Looking around, the swordsman disciple Yun Zhilan and his junior brothers immediately raised their swords to provide support.
Yun Zhilan was a master at the ninth level. He soon discovered the Yuanmeng envoy and was shocked by Zhebie's miraculous archery skills.
"Ninth-level master archer! The person coming is Nanqing Yan Xiaoyi!" Yun Zhilan drew his sword and waved a sword energy to intercept Zhebie.
Zhebie sat on the horse. The man and the horse were one, and there was no need to pull the reins. The horse could avoid Yun Zhilan's sword energy by itself when he sat down. Zhebie took advantage of the situation and shot an arrow.
Yun Zhilan was completely shocked. He had never heard of such riding and shooting skills. Yan Xiaoyi, known as the Archery God of Nanqing, may not have such riding skills.
boom!
Yun Zhilan raised his sword to block, but Zhebie shot him back more than ten meters with an arrow, leaving two shallow marks on the ground.
"Zhebie!" Bailu called out. Zhebie put away his bow and arrows and stopped attacking Yun Zhilan.
"Sister Bailu, is he Sigu Jian?" Zhebie asked naively.
"With this kind of strength, how can it be that Si Gu Jian is at most his disciple." Bai Lu said disdainfully.
"Oh!" Zhebie said dumbly.
"Who are you and why are you trespassing in Dongyi City?" Yun Zhilan straightened his back, but the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble.
"I am the envoy of Yuan Meng, Bai Lu, one of the Thirteen Wings. I am sent as an envoy to Dongyi under the orders of the Lord!" Bai Lu said to Yun Zhilan arrogantly.
Yun Zhilan said angrily: "Dongyi City does not welcome barbarians outside the Great Wall."
"Bastard." Bai Lu said angrily: "I am the special envoy of the Yuanmeng Kingdom, and I am sent as envoy to Xiao Dongyi. I am here to give you face. Don't give me shame."
Yun Zhilan was furious. If Zhebie's archery skills weren't so terrible, he would have wanted to teach Bai Lu a lesson.
"Dongyi City has the rules of Dongyi City. If you force your way in without being summoned, you are declaring war on me, Dongyi." Yun Zhilan merged his sword with his sword, and breathed out sword energy from the tip of the long sword in his hand, ready to tear each other apart.
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Bai Lu said disdainfully: "Your strength is not good enough, let Sigu Jian do it himself!"
The anger on Yun Zhilan's face flashed away, and he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he moved towards Bai Lu with a sword move.
Zhebie quickly bent his bow, but Bailu said: "Zhebie, you don't need to take action."
White Deer stamped his right foot, causing the person to flutter like catkins, and kicked out eight times in an instant.
Yun Zhilan's eyes widened, and what caught his eye was a big foot without shoes.
Bang!
Yun Zhilan was kicked away by Bai Lu, unable to fight back, and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.
The disciples who were looking around Jian were all shocked.
Yun Zhilan is already a ninth-level master, the second master in Dongyi City besides Sigu Jian.
He can't even catch a kick. Could it be that Bai Lu is the great master!
Yun Zhilan climbed up with difficulty, and there was a clear footprint on the left side of his face.
Bai Lu said proudly: "I told you that you can't do it! Call Sigu Jian out quickly."
Yun Zhilan said tremblingly: "You are the great master, why do you bully us juniors?"
Bai Lu snorted coldly: "What kind of great master? I am not."
Buzz buzz!
All the long swords on the scene suddenly made a buzzing sound,
Yun Zhilan was startled, immediately knelt down and said respectfully: "Welcome Master."
Si Gu Jian's appearance was not an earth-shattering scene, it was just a middle-aged man in gray robe, dragging a long sword, slowly walking from the end of the street.
But all the people wielding swords at the scene had their swords trembling, like an emperor in the midst of a pilgrimage.
Sigu Jian didn't draw a single sword, he just moved forward slowly, and the powerful sword intention overwhelmed everyone and made them breathless.
The white deer also rarely shows a solemn look.
"Everyone step back a hundred steps."
With a wave of his hand, Bailu ordered the Yuanmeng envoy to stop and immediately retreated a hundred steps. Zhebie also retreated on horseback, not trying to show off.
"When did the fifth great master appear in the world?" Si Gu Jian walked up to Bai Lu, bending slightly.
Bailu said seriously: "Yuanmeng's thirteen-winged white deer has seen Si Gu Jian."
Si Gu Jian ignored Bai Lu and said to himself: "Thirteen wings, do you mean thirteen people? Are they all great masters?"
Bailu said proudly: "Among the thirteen wings, my martial arts ranks third."
Si Gu Jian suddenly laughed and said: "So, there are at least three great masters?"
The conversation between the two was overheard by Yun Zhilan and others, who were so frightened that they did not dare to take a breath.
Yuanmeng actually has three great masters?
What is the concept of a Grand Master! That is an existence where one person controls a country.
Because of the great master Sigu Jian, Dongyi City was able to be on an equal footing with Northern Qi and Nanqing.
Three great masters were born in the grassland. Doesn't it mean that they can sweep across the Central Plains?
"Among the Thirteen Wings, is there anyone who can use a sword?" Si Gu Jian asked Bai Lu.
"No." Bai Lu replied: "There are no people in the Thirteen Wings who are good at swordsmanship, which disappoints you."
Si Gu Jian said regretfully: "Why don't you learn to sword!"
Bai Lu smiled and said: "Si Gu Jian is indeed a sword fanatic."
He looked around and said with waning sword spirits: "It would be great if you could learn to sword!"
Bai Lu said confidently: "I can defeat you with just one pair of legs."
As he spoke, Bai Lu's aura changed, and a steady stream of power from the earth gathered within his body.
"Your martial arts is very special. It is different from the grassland martial arts I have seen." Sigu Jian's right hand slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.
Bai Lu said: "I, Bai Lu, are lucky enough to be taught the "Flying Deer Divine Legs" by the master, and I will become a sword master today."
Buzz!
Sigu Jian's long sword was unsheathed, and the monstrous sword intent soared into the sky, causing changes in the celestial phenomena.
The white deer on the other side transformed into a deer and jumped out violently, kicking the shadows of its feet all over the sky.
The sword energy and leg strength collided, and Yun Zhilan led his junior brothers back quickly. The huge impact destroyed the surrounding houses, as if a level 10 typhoon was passing through.
Bai Lu and Si Gu Jian fought for a short time. After three moves, they each stopped their attacks. Si Gu Jian was still standing on the same spot, but Bai Lu had already retreated to the envoy a hundred steps away. His fur coat was covered in spots from the sword energy.
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Si Gu Jian said regretfully: "You're still a little short, just a little short."
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Bai Lu's mouth, and he said: "The Sword Master is worthy of being a Sword Master. You have entered the realm of freedom, and I am no match."
"What kind of happy realm?" Sigu Jian asked doubtfully.
"The Lord felt that it was too difficult to break through to the Grand Master at the ninth level, so he divided the realm into four more realms above the ninth level: Vajra, Freedom, Carefreeness, and Divine Wandering!"
Si Gu Jian was aroused to have a martial arts fanatic's heart, and he wondered: "What is the difference between these four realms?"
Bai Lu raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Who am I to tell you that you are indeed better than me, but it is difficult to keep me."
Sigu Jian frowned and said: "Your lord can propose the four realms, has he already mastered it?"
"Yes, the Lord has entered a state of trance, which is one level higher than yours." Bailu said proudly.
