Chapter 202 The three-in-one six-thousand-character chapter on Jianfeng
Chapter 202: On the Sword Peak (three in one, a 6,000-word chapter please subscribe)
Under the blurry night, Ying Xiong and Xiao Yu walked side by side, Ying Ming followed slowly like an old man, his steps were even and steady, his eyes stared directly at his feet, as if he was racing against ants.
Every time Ying Xiong took a few steps, he would helplessly look back at the languid Ying Ming, for fear that this guy would be lost.
"Xiao Yu, go and tell that guy to hurry up..." Mu Yingxiong said with a cold face.
Well, he can't save face himself...
Xiaoyu pursed her lips and smiled when she heard this, then fell a few steps behind, "Cousin Yingming, let's walk faster...it's already getting late!"
Mu Yingming raised his head blankly, his pupils were dilated, and he said slowly: "Ah, what did you say?"
Xiaoyu: "..."
"I said, let's go faster! Also, cousin, why are you so slow to speak... You are only sixteen years old, but you look like a sixty-year-old grandfather!" Xiaoyu was speechless...
Yingming fell into silence again, still keeping his own rhythm, steady and unhurried...
Although Mu Yingxiong was in front, he was always paying attention to what was happening behind him. Seeing Ying Ming's helpless look, he couldn't help but feel angry and evil in his heart!
So, with a distorted face, he turned back to Ying Ming and said fiercely: "You have to be so slow, right? Well, Xiaoyu and I will accompany you..."
Um, use the cruelest tone and say the most cowardly words!
Then, the three-person team looked particularly weird under the night...
Every time you take a step, after lifting your foot, you have to wait a few breaths before putting it down, for fear of accidentally trampling on a little life!
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"Let me go, Dad, what on earth are they doing! If this continues, how long will it take for them to reach the Sword Grave..."
On the top of a mountain in the distance, young Po Jun looked impatient.
Standing next to him was Jian Hui. Hearing the words, he said leisurely: "Po Jun, how many times have I told you to be patient! Since they followed our arrangement and headed towards the Jian Tomb, then we can wait with peace of mind.
Oh...that boy in white is born with an emperor's sword energy. If he can join our sect, his achievements in the future will be extraordinary!"
Po Jun was unconvinced and said: "But... but, Dad, are you really sure that he is the Heavenly Sword that has been rumored for thousands of years?"
"Inseparable! One day five years ago, I felt a sword energy that could reach the sky ten miles outside Mulong Town. This was very consistent with the heavenly sword energy that we had seen spread. I pursued it to Mulong.
Longzhen discovered these brothers..."
"Although the sword energy had disappeared when I arrived, the emperor's sword energy in the boy in white was still there! Therefore, I speculate that the energy of the heavenly sword must have come from him, but it was just temporarily suppressed..."
Po Jun said: "But what if it's the kid in black? I think he shouldn't be underestimated!"
Jian Hui's eyes shone with the light of wisdom, "It can't be wrong, because this is the inference of the wisdom I have accumulated over the years! Tianjian must be the boy in white! As for the one in black, although it is also extremely unique and difficult to measure
How high his future achievements may be, but...he has no sword spirit, let alone fighting spirit!"
Well, Jianhui ruled out a correct answer first!
Po Jun sighed after hearing this: "Dad, even if you think the boy in black lacks fighting spirit, for some reason, a strange feeling just arose in the boy's heart, as if he lived above the nine heavens, which made me shudder.
Feeling! Moreover, I have a hunch that he will be the fateful opponent that I must defeat in my life!"
Jian Hui couldn't stop laughing...
But he didn't know that the future Po Jun would really regard Ying Ming (Wu Ming) as his lifelong enemy!
Po Jun even spent more time with Ying Ming than Xiao Yu...
True lifelong companion!
"Just watch, when they arrive at the Sword Tomb, the 'Sword Soul' will let us know who is the real Heavenly Sword!"
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It was obviously a journey less than ten miles away, but Ying Ming had to walk for most of the night!
Xiaoyu even had a look of dementia on her face, her eyes were distracted...
On the contrary, Mu Yingxiong was still in excellent condition, and from time to time he would glare at Yingming, as if he was secretly competing with him...
Suddenly, a "wuwu" cry came from the darkness, like a ghost crying, it was frightening!
Xiaoyu immediately became frightened and exclaimed: "Cousin...cousin, what...what a sound! It's like there are many people crying..."
Nervously, she grabbed Mu Yingxiong's arm, her face full of fear.
Mu Yingxiong froze at first, then suddenly felt a surge of fighting spirit. He felt that the blood in his body began to boil, and said proudly: "What are you afraid of! Don't say that someone is pretending to be a ghost, even if it is really a hundred ghosts crying at night, cousin
I will also fight my way out to protect you...and his safety!"
Yingming raised his lifeless eyes and looked at the darkness ahead, which was silent.
"Hurry up... we're almost there! You guys should hurry up..." In the distance, Po Jun was worried for the three of them.
However, under Ying Ming's precise rhythm control, this short one-mile journey actually took almost an hour...
In front of the three people, there was no one, and there was no terrifying scene of hundreds of ghosts crying at night.
Some are just towering mountains!
At the foot of the mountain, there are countless long swords stuck out!
There are all kinds of shapes, different lengths, various designs, colors and styles. At a glance, there are tens of thousands of them...
The so-called ghost cry is the whistling sound caused by these thousands of rusty swords when the night wind blows down the mountain.
"Ying Xiong...cousin, these...so many swords are so spooky and scary, let's...let's leave quickly..." Xiao Yu said, holding Mu Yingxiong's arm, a little fearfully.
When Ying Xiong heard this, he first glanced at Ying Ming and found that instead of showing fear, he actually showed a bit of pity for the countless rusty swords. Then he said proudly: "What are you afraid of? In my opinion, it will block our way home.
The purpose of the road is to lead us here! There should be some interesting things happening."
"No, you are wrong! There will never be anything interesting here, because this is... the Grave of Swords! The Grave of Ten Thousand Swords!" A strong voice came from behind the three of them.
The moment the three of them turned back, they quickly closed their eyes...
The reason is very simple, it’s so flashy!
Covered in golden armor, he also held a golden giant sword in his hand, with a golden dragon carved on the hilt!
Even in the middle of the night, the gold shines brightly!
And next to this man covered in golden light, there is another man covered in silver light, wearing silver armor, holding a silver giant sword, with a silver tiger carved on the hilt!
"Tell you, I am Stegosaurus!"
"I am Jianhu!"
"We are the 'Dragon and Tiger Swords'!"
Looking at the strange shapes of the two of them, Mu Yingxiong almost laughed out loud, "No wonder, one is a carved dragon, the other is a tiger, dragon, tiger, phoenix and dog, they are all beasts..."
The golden-armored sword dragon was furious, and just about to raise his sword, the silver-armored sword tiger behind him quickly stopped him, "Brother, why should we be acquainted with him! You must know that we have other important matters..."
"What important thing is there? Hehe, I see you are nothing more than that, pretending to be important?" Ying Xiong sneered.
"You stinky boy, you have such a stinky mouth! Okay, we will tell you to prevent you from being ignorant! This place is called 'Sword Peak'! All swordsmen who come here must leave their swords here. This is how the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain here is formed.
The scene of the grave." Jianhu said coldly.
"Oh? Then why did you leave your sword here before going to Sword Peak?" Mu Yingxiong suddenly became interested.
Jianlong said: "Because they all come here to ask for the same thing! In order to show respect, I can leave my beloved sword behind before going up the mountain! Swordsmen and swords should be inseparable. Only that thing on this mountain can make countless swordsmen willing to do so.
Put down your original favorite sword! Because that is what countless swordsmen in the martial arts have dreamed of for thousands of years but no one has ever obtained - the heroic sword!"
When Ying Xiong and Ying Ming suddenly heard the words "Hero Sword", they all reacted and looked at each other involuntarily, feeling their blood boiling at the same time.
This wonderful feeling made them unable to calm down for a long time...
"Speaking of which, no matter who it is, after going up the mountain and seeing the Hero Sword, they lost interest in their original favorite sword! If they can't get the Hero Sword, they would rather never touch a sword again in their lives. Therefore, over time, these swords abandoned by their owners have formed a
The sword grave here..." Jianhu sighed with emotion.
Ying Xiong was stunned, and suddenly remembered Ying Ming's pity-filled eyes when he looked at Wan Jian just now...
The two of them, Sword Dragon and Sword Tiger, became more interested in talking, and even took the trouble to talk about the "Legend of the Heavenly Sword" that has been passed down in China for thousands of years!
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At the top of the peak, Hao Jian and Sword Master stood side by side, looking down the mountain from a distance.
"Brother Hao, could it be that the heroic sword masters you mentioned are those two boys at the foot of the mountain?" the sword master asked doubtfully.
Hao Jian smiled and said, "That's right! In these thousands of years, these two people are the only ones who have been waiting for the masters of the heroic sword!"
"I...I don't accept it! Why! Why am I not the one!" The sword master couldn't help shouting again, a breath of envy and jealousy gushing out.
Hao Jian looked at the sword master sideways, "Why are you yelling? If you yell again, I'll cut out your tongue!"
The sword master quickly shut up angrily...
After a pause, he asked again: "Brother Hao, I have never been able to figure out what sword technique you used to break my 'Sword Twenty-One'?"
"Want to know?" Hao Jian said leisurely with his hands behind his back.
"Brother Hao, please give me some advice." The sword master said sincerely, looking humble and eager to learn.
Hao Jian pondered for a moment and said: "I heard that in the martial arts in the past, there were "Top Ten Martial Arts" and "Xuanwu True Kung Fu"..."
The sword master immediately held his breath and listened carefully.
"...But, I don't know how to do either! The martial arts I use...are not those."
The sword master's face was filled with astonishment.
"However, I can tell you that the martial arts I used to break your 'Sword Twenty-One' is called..."Three Section Sword"!"
The sword master listened and immediately showed a pensive expression. He recalled the scene when his "Sword Twenty-One" was broken by the "Three-Part Sword". The more he thought about it, the more wonderful and unspeakable he felt.
After pondering for a moment, the Sword Master suddenly said: "I understand! I will definitely create stronger moves in the future! I hope that Brother Hao will still be willing to teach me! Then I will never be defeated again! I will reach the sky.
Underground, swordsmanship reigns supreme!"
Hao Jian smiled slightly and walked down the mountain.
Starting from today, Tianjian and Sword Emperor, who are still very immature, will gradually show their prowess...
And this Dugu Sword Master, under the continuous stimulation tonight, will finally create the extremely powerful moves of "Sword Twenty-Two" and even "Sword Twenty-Three".
Especially "The Twenty-Three Swords of Destruction of Heaven and Earth"!
It is said to be a move that can be mastered by extraordinary people. Once it is used, everything will freeze and be slaughtered. It is the ceiling of kendo in "Feng Yunyi"!
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On the other side, the gold and silver swords...oh no, it's the dragon and tiger swords. After carrying the swords up the mountain, Ying Xiong, Ying Ming and Xiao Yu also went up the mountain.
Soon, Jian Hui and Po Jun's father and son also arrived at Jian's grave.
"Dad, you are really cunning... They really went up the mountain!"
Hearing this, Jian Hui almost couldn't help but slap Po Jun dead, "Shut up if you don't know how to use idioms! Being a father means that your wisdom is as deep as the ocean!"
After a pause, he said angrily: "As long as they go up the mountain and approach the Hero Sword, they will know whether they are the predicted Heavenly Sword! If they really pull out the Hero Sword, our goal will be achieved...
"
"But, there is a sword master and another unknown strong man on the mountain. Can they get close to the Hero Sword?" Po Jun asked doubtfully.
"This... I can't be sure even as a father! However, there must be an earth-shattering show to watch... Let's go up the mountain quickly!"
After Jian Hui and Po Jun hurried up the mountain, another figure in white emerged from a dark corner of Jian Tomb.
A young monk dressed in moon-white robes, a worthy monk who came under the orders of the Monk Emperor.
He murmured to himself: "Master, since you used the mind mirror to calculate that their fate is unbreakable, then what is the purpose of asking the disciple to come here... Do you want the disciple to realize something from it?"
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Mountain top.
After Hao Jian left, the sword master felt a familiar aura, which was the aura of the opponent he had chosen more than ten years ago.
He felt as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, and he became excited again, "Why do you two become the masters of the heroic sword? But I, the majestic sword master, can only watch the heroic sword fall into your hands! I don't accept it.
!God damn it, I don’t accept it!”
"boom!"
A thunderbolt struck the top of the mountain again...
"Ah!" From the top of the mountain, a scream spread in all directions.
Cangtian: "Am I giving you face?"
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At the foot of the mountain, Ying Xiong and Ying Ming suddenly felt a strange power.
This power seemed to come from the same source as them and was constantly calling them.
"Come on, be happy...come on, come on and play..."
Well, it’s this feeling of pretty girls in alleys and red sleeves all over the house...
But at the same time, there is a different force, a force full of self-centeredness and extreme danger that is blocking them, as if to warn them that they must never set foot on the top of the mountain.
A miserable scream came down from the top of the mountain, followed closely by a cold and murderous aura.
Ying Xiong suddenly raised his hand to face a dead leaf falling from the mountain.
"Stab it..."
Listen, the sound of monthly tickets being torn up!
Ah, no, it was the sound of clothes being torn...
"Cousin Ying Xiong?" Xiao Yu looked at Ying Xiong's sleeves in shock, "Your clothes... were scratched by leaves? This... this is impossible, right?"
Ying Xiong glanced at Yingming thoughtfully and said with a smile: "It's not impossible! It was indeed this dead leaf that cut my clothes! This is because... this dead leaf was contaminated with the extremely dangerous atmosphere on the top of the mountain.
It is caused by the sword energy. Therefore, after we go up the mountain, we can not only see the two heroic swords that no one has pulled out since ancient times, but we can even see another violent sword energy that looks down on the world!"
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Peak.
As soon as the dragon and tiger swords reached the top, they heard a roar.
"Although you are first-class swordsmen, you are not worthy of climbing the Sword Peak! You are not worthy of letting me waste my time! Get out of here!"
The moment the word "go" was spoken, the Wushuang Sword was suddenly thrust into the ground, causing countless weeds to fly up and stabbing at the Dragon and Tiger Swords like countless sharp swords.
The golden dragon and silver tiger only had time to protect their heart veins with their two swords, and all other parts of the body were stabbed by the grass sword. Whether it was gold armor or silver armor, it was as fragile as paper...
The two of them were like two hedgehogs, covered in blood!
"It's great!" The sword master roared again, feeling that the instinct that had been suppressed by Hao Jian was fully released at this moment...
In the distance, Hao Jian didn't actually go far, he just gave up the stage to the Sword Master and the upcoming Ying Xiong, Ying Ming. This is the first head-on collision between the Sword Master, the Sword Emperor, and the Heavenly Sword. How can you miss it?
Listening to the roar coming from him, Hao Jian put his hand on his forehead and said, "You really can't change it despite repeated admonitions... Who could get used to this habit of relying solely on roaring for output..."
Although the dragon and tiger swords were not dead, they were seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to move even an inch.
The sword master's hair and clothes were a little burnt black.
He didn't even bother to look at these two people, and said disdainfully: "Just by listening to the noise, I know that you are the swordsmen who have emerged recently in the world, with dragon and tiger swords! However, although your swords are carved with dragons and tigers and are priceless, but
But it’s meaningless! Swords are not for looking at, they are for fighting!”
"Hmph, the person I've been waiting for is finally here! Let me see what the so-called Lord of Heroic Sword Destiny looks like!" As he said this, the Sword Master suddenly turned around.
Ying Xiong, Ying Ming and Xiao Yu caught his eye, and then... Xiao Yu was automatically ignored.
Ying Xiong faced the sword master's eyes that were like needles and looked back unceremoniously, with an indescribable look in his eyes.
As for his famous name, he has a twilight face, carries an erhu on his back, and looks a bit older than the 42-year-old sword master...
Of course, the sword master looked at Ying Xiong again, a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Is it you?"
"Old guy, do you know me?" Ying Xiong asked.
"Of course I know you! Although I have never met you in person, you were already exuding an emperor's sword energy when you were still in your mother's belly! How could I forget such an opponent?" the sword master sneered.
Back then, before Ying Xiong and Ying Ming were born, the Sword Master followed the monk emperor's guidance and went all the way east to find his opponent, and finally arrived at Mulong Town.
Right in front of the door of Mu's mansion, he felt the aura of the emperor in the sword, coming from Mrs. Mu's bulging belly.
"A strange phenomenon occurred outside the gate of Mu Mansion, and a hundred bamboos greeted the King of Ten Thousand Swords.
Nineteen years later, on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, the sword master came to fight Erlang!"
Ying Xiong understood and was shocked: "Could it be that you are the sword master who asked me for a duel when I was nineteen?"
"That's right! I've been waiting for sixteen years, and I'm already impatient! Since I met you in advance, and I see that your cultivation level is already quite good, let's just fight to the death here!" The sword master was full of fighting spirit.
roared.
The sound vibrated for dozens of miles, showing its unparalleled power.
"Damn it...it's the Tenth Blood Realm. You're yelling endlessly..." Hao Jian scratched his ears and complained.
The unparalleled sword was suddenly unsheathed and held in the palm of the sword master. He suddenly drew the sword.
"Jianyi!"
With a loud roar, all the trees within a radius of five feet were cut to pieces.
There was a faint smile on Ying Xiong's lips, and then he chose a move that surprised everyone.
I saw him raising his neck, not dodging or dodging, but directly catching the sword with his neck!
Xiaoyu was stunned...
Ying Ming's eyes suddenly showed a hint of admiration.
The next moment, the terrifying sword power stopped, and the Wushuang sword stopped an inch from Ying Xiong's throat.
"Boy, why don't you dodge? No one has ever dared to ignore my swordsmanship like this!" the sword master shouted angrily.
Ying Xiong chuckled, "Really? I think those people died faster because they wanted to dodge your sword so much! After all, the sword master must prefer to kill those who want to dodge.
Otherwise, if you successfully avoid them, wouldn't you be very short of tissue?"
The sword master felt for a moment that what Ying Xiong said was reasonable and well-founded, leaving him speechless.
"So, you just don't want to hide anymore?"
"That's right! Although I have been familiar with sword manuals in the past few years, what I am best at is still the "Mu Family Palm Technique" passed down by my family. When it comes to swords, I am not good at it. Since you didn't keep the promise and took action in advance, I knew I couldn't avoid it.
, I’ll simply destroy your useless ‘Jianyi’!”
The Sword Master was so angry that he almost went crazy, "You... you kid are so arrogant! You killed me at your own neck, and you actually said that you were breaking my sword?"
Ying Xiong laughed, "Isn't it? You don't care if I break the sword with my sword, as long as I break it! After all, the result is that you failed to kill me with 'Sword One', so I broke it! Not only that, I guess
You must have become curious about what I did just now, so you must sheath your sword! Swordsmen talk about swordsmanship, skills, moves, and sword theory. There is also strategy, and you, in this move, have been defeated strategically.
Oh! Alas... As the saying goes, heaven does not give birth to useless people, and the earth does not grow nameless grass. But now I am very curious, how did a waste like you come from? This... this is not rigorous...
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The sword master's blood pressure went up as he listened...
He suddenly felt that the boy in white in front of him was somewhat similar to the person from before!
"You... you said that I, the undefeated sword master, lost to you, and even more so that I was a waste? In my whole life of practicing swordsmanship, I have never encountered... well, only one defeat. This... is not important! I am defeated.
Want to see what other real skills you have besides strategy? 'Sword Two'!"
Amidst the roar, the sword master drew his sword again.
It was obviously just an unparalleled sword, but it suddenly split into two, separated from each other, and attacked Ying Xiong from both front and rear.
Ying Xiong chuckled. This time he did not repeat his old trick of breaking the sword with his neck. Instead, he bent down and threw it backwards, dodging the Sword Master's "Sword Two" by just a hair!
"You...don't you hide?" The sword master was angry again, "But, you thought wrong this time!"
The moment the sword lights from the front and back collided, the phantom dissipated, and the real unparalleled sword turned into a stream of light, automatically tracking Ying Xiong away!
"This is my 'Second Sword'! Boy, you didn't expect this level, did you?" the sword master said with a sense of relief, as if he was feeling depressed after losing to Hao Jian in a row.
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