Songs of the Youth: Ten Years of Seclusion, Asking the Sword in Xueyue City Chapter 37 This sword wants to destroy the city, gentlemen, listen to the sword chant!
Chapter 37 This sword wants to destroy the city, gentlemen, listen to the sword chant!
Because Li Hanyi's injury had not fully recovered and his physical strength was insufficient, the two of them stopped and stopped on the way, and it took half a month to reach the Beili border.
At night, the two of them rested around the campfire. Li Hanyi said:
"I've recovered. I don't need to rest every day for the rest of the journey."
Fang Ping nodded slightly:
"Well, when you get to the next town, you can change into new clothes."
Hearing this, the latter lowered his head and glanced at the bloody robe. Although there were many cuts and the body felt like pieces of paper, it did not prevent him from swinging his sword.
"Killing Su Changhe is the first priority, and we will discuss the clothes later."
Fang Ping’s mouth twitched:
"The main thing is the fishy smell..."
It would be okay if the amount of bleeding was small, but the entire robe was stained red, and combined with the sweat, rain and dew, it really had a strange smell.
"You said I stink?" Li Hanyi's nose twitched slightly.
"...I mean your clothes."
"My clothes are still mine, aren't they?" Li Hanyi's eyes narrowed.
Fang Ping fell silent. A smart man should shut up at this time.
But Li Hanyi couldn't sit still, secretly raised his arms and sniffed left and right, frowning slightly...it seemed to be a bit smelly.
Suddenly, she stood up and said:
"I'm going to take a shower."
Fang Ping looked around. There was a desert around him, with only a few boulders standing there. How could there be any water source?
You can’t dry clean it, right?
However, Li Hanyi picked up the scabbard of his sword, moved several huge stones into the circle, and then jumped into the stone circle himself and began to undress and take off his belt:
"I'll kill you if you look at it again."
"How do you see it with rocks blocking it?" Fang Ping looked helpless, "And you can't kill me either..."
"Zheng——"
The Iron Horse Glacier unsheathed, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and an ice dragon condensed above the stone formation, and then melted into ice water and poured down.
It turned out to be solved this way.
After Li Hanyi was washed, he also washed the bloody robe several times, then dried it with infuriating energy and made sure the smell was gone before putting it on.
Returning to the bonfire, Li Hanyi sat on the ground:
"Are you optimistic?"
"No," Fang Ping laughed dryly, what's so good about rocks?
"Look for a fight!"
...
The next day, the two continued to move forward, turning into golden light like gods, and could travel thousands of miles in one day.
Soon, we will enter the territory of Nanjue.
Li Hanyi asked:
"Where is Suchanghe hiding?"
"A city farther south," Fang Ping said calmly, "is similar in size to Xueyue City, and has a prison similar to Dengtian Pavilion."
Li Hanyi looked towards the south:
"That's the Moon City of Sword Immortal Zhai Yuejun. Since Su Changhe is recuperating there, the two of them may have reached some kind of deal."
"Maybe," Fang Ping said thoughtfully, "if Zhai Yuejun doesn't make friends with others, then teach him how to behave."
The so-called enemy of an enemy is a friend. Su Changhe and Zhai Yuejun both have enemies with him, so it's not surprising that they cooperate.
Fang Ping and Li Hanyi continued southbound, and a golden light painted the sky, attracting the attention of thousands of people.
Finally, at noon three days later, the two arrived at their destination.
"Yuecheng," Fang Ping said calmly.
The two of them stood in the sky outside the city, overlooking the Moon City Tianlao. The golden light around them shone like gods entering the mortal world.
Li Hanyi spoke:
"Be careful with Lord Zhaiyue. He, Sikong Changfeng and Tang Lianyue are the top three on the list, and their strength is not low."
"Yeah, I've heard of it."
Fang Ping nodded slightly:
"The Sword Immortal picks up the moon, but does not see the person, does not hear the sword, kills invisible, leaves without a trace, and can enter the third level."
As he spoke, an elegant figure stood at the top of the sky prison. He took a step forward and suddenly reached the top of the city tower. He took another step and reached the top of the city wall.
The man was dressed in purple, with long flowing hair, a knife blade hidden in his hair, and a face as solid as stone.
It is none other than Sword Immortal Zhai Yuejun.
"How come the two Beili Sword Immortals have the nerve to come to our Nanjue Moon City?" Zhai Yuejun chuckled and looked at the two swords on Fang Ping's waist.
One Qingmu, one Longyuan, that's the right person.
If he had something in his heart, they must be looking for Suchanghe, but how could they find Yuecheng so accurately?
Fang Ping looked indifferently:
"There's no need to say hello. There's a friend of mine in the Moon City Prison. I'm here to find him."
"Haha," Zhai Yuejun sneered, "I am considered a senior after all, but your attitude...that's all. I don't have the person you are looking for here, please come back."
"Master Anhe, Su Changhe," Fang Ping looked at the prison in the city, "Are you sure the Sword Immortal wants to hide him?"
Zhai Yuejun shook his head lightly:
"I don't understand what you are talking about. The people in the prison are all Nanjue villains, how can there be Beili people?
To take a step back, even if there is an old friend of yours inside, he will be a prisoner in Nanjue after entering the sky prison, so what qualifications do you have to ask for someone in vain?"
Zhai Yuejun's tone was sharp and cold, his awe-inspiring true energy surged out of his body, and his long sword vibrated, causing the dragon's abyss and the iron horse's glacier to clank.
Fang Ping pressed the hilt of his sword and grinned:
"I know that Su Changhe is in the city, and you also know my purpose of looking for him. Lord Zhaiyue is so protective of me. Do you think he has stepped into the underground river?"
"Su Changhe must die today!" Li Hanyi's eyes were stern, and the sword vibrated like an iron horse shattering a glacier.
Zhai Yuejun showed a ruthless look on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly and said:
"Beili Sword Immortal is so majestic. He suddenly comes to Yuecheng Tianlao to mention someone. If I give it to him, it will appear that the Sword Immortal is inferior to the Sword Immortal, which will damage his reputation.
If you don't give it, won't you two want to level my Moon City?"
The swords and swords burst out together, sending up dust and sand that filled the sky.
In a duel with Zhenqi, Fang Ping was slightly victorious.
Zhai Yuejun drew his sword and shook it, his long hair fluttering:
"Today I will guard the city wall. There are no important people, and there is only one city. If the Sword Immortal dares to attack, he will fight with all his strength!
By the way, could you please give me an explanation for how Qingmu Sword Immortal killed my men?"
Fang Ping thought of the group of Nanjue swordsmen and said in a calm tone:
"Everyone can kill horse thieves and robbers, so why should we give an account?"
At the same time, Yuecheng's disciples noticed that the sword's intention was touching the city, and they all raised their swords to help, standing behind the Sword Immortal.
"Is it worth it for two people to fight against a city just to find someone who doesn't exist?" Zhai Yuejun said coldly.
Fang Ping mentioned Long Yuan, caressed the sword body with two fingers, and chanted softly like a wandering dragon:
"The way of heaven is looking for the dragon, and there is no trace to hide it. If Suchanghe is not in this city, then the way of heaven is wrong.
Since the sky is in chaos, what does it matter if the world is in chaos?"
After finishing his words, Qixing Longyuan trembled slightly.
"Ding--"
The distant sword chant is like the sound of heaven, and the meaning is like the power of a dragon, sweeping the whole city.
At this moment, the swords all over the region vibrated together, and the sound was like a chirping, as if being summoned by a dragon, they were about to be unsheathed.
Seeing this, Zhai Yuejun's mind moved slightly, and he hid the shock in his eyes. He could not achieve such a mighty sword intention.
"I have no intention of conquering the city with my sword, but the evil of the underground river is difficult to eradicate."
I saw Fang Ping's palm moving slightly:
"Here comes the sword!"
"Zheng——"
"Zheng——!"
The swords in the city were all unsheathed and soaring into the sky, like silver dragons breaking through the air raids in the cold wave, occupying the sky with murderous intent.
Fang Ping raised his hand towards Yuecheng Dongfang Jue:
"Here comes the sword!"
Suddenly the sound of swords erupted in the eastern town, and cold swords followed them like shadows.
Fang Ping’s pinch point points to the north:
"The sword comes again!"
Beicheng sword rises, returning to the clan.
Finally, Fang Ping Jue refers to the West:
"All swords are coming!"
Thousands of sharp blades, thousands of cold knives, swords rise from all directions, pouring down like waterfalls. When you raise your head, you cannot see the sun, and the sea of swords returns to the sky.
Every time Fang Ping summons his sword, his own sword intention surges, using the light of the world's sword, it turns into a human blade. Just looking at it makes ordinary people's eyes feel like needles pricking them.
Well-deserved Sword Immortal!
Thousands of sharp blades hang at the top of the city. See the heaven and the earth as swords, see the mountains and rivers as swords. When this sword crushes the city, humanity will be shattered.
Fang Ping lightly waved Long Yuan, and thousands of swords in the sky resounded:
"This sword is about to destroy the city, gentlemen, please listen to the sound of the sword!"