Chapter 25 Breaking the river with one palm and breaking the water with one sword
Chapter 25 Cutting off the river with one palm and cutting off the water with one sword
Luo Xia Xuan
Sikong Changfeng, who was dressed in black robe, looked at Cangshan Mountain in the distance, where cold light sometimes shone through, and said slowly: "Luoxia, have you seen the sword of the Sword Immortal in anger?"
"I have seen his sword and he pulled it out for me once. I think that the so-called immortals should be too ungrateful. Except for the sword immortal who is angry in the name of anger, no one, including him, seems to be easy.
It's like being angry." Yin Luoxia walked to Sikong Changfeng and said slowly.
"Yeah, I won't get angry easily, but when I get angry, the sword I pull out can destroy the world." Sikong Changfeng turned to look at Yin Luoxia and said quietly: "But this time Han Yi is angry."
"Is it because of Lei Wujie? Or is it because of Xiaohan? Did Song Yanhui really hurt one of them?" Yin Luoxia frowned slightly. She had seen Lei Wujie a few times, but she felt a bit of admiration in her heart.
, but when it comes to Xiao Xiaohan, she doesn't quite believe that Song Yanhui can hurt her.
"I'm afraid it's because Lei Wujie pulled out the Tingyu Sword. The reason for pulling out the sword was the last thing she wanted to accept. Hanyi actually cares about Lei Wujie, and besides, she has been waiting for him for so many years."
Sikong Changfeng sighed, looked at Yin Luoxia and said: "Go and have a look, Luoxia, you and Song Yanhui once had a relationship by the Canglan River. He was known as 'one sword cuts off the water', and you
It's like 'cutting off the river with one palm', go and save him once."
Yin Luoxia slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Even if she went, could she block the sword struck by the sword immortal in anger? Besides, Li Hanyi had obtained his true inheritance, and his sword was too powerful for her.
I don't want to think about it.
"If you don't go, the lord of Wushuang City, one of the four great cities in the world, will die in Xueyue City today. This can be regarded as the end of the karma between you and him," Sikong Changfeng said slowly.
At this time, Yin Luoxia slowly opened her eyes, nodded, and ran towards Cangshan Mountain.
At this moment, Song Yanhui's Water-Breaking Sword has fallen into Li Hanyi's hand.
Li Hanyi saw the iron horse Binghe in his left hand and the water-breaking sword in his right hand. He raised his hand slightly, as if he was about to show off his unrivaled two-handed swordsmanship.
"Everyone knows that Lord Baili Dongjun, the wine master, once held swords in both hands and dominated the world, but he has never seen me, Li Hanyi, holding two swords in my hands. He died in my hands. You should have no regrets," Li Hanyi said coldly.
.
Song Yan spit out blood and said with a pale face: "Try the sword today, I will have no regrets in the future."
"You are tired because of one city, otherwise your cultivation level will not be better than it is now," Li Hanyi said coldly, holding out both swords in his hands.
"Show mercy!" Yin Luoxia ran from a distance, saw Li Hanyi's actions, and shouted hurriedly.
Xiao Xiaohan also turned around and glanced coldly at Yin Luoxia who was running towards her.
Li Hanyi didn't care, but still handed out the two swords in his hands unhurriedly.
"No!" Yin Luoxia shouted, the lord of Wushuang City died tragically in Xueyue City, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Tiema Binghe suddenly retracted the scabbard of his sword.
The Water-Breaking Sword was also inserted into Song Yan's leg.
Facing death, Song Yanhui was stunned for a moment, then opened her eyes indifferently and asked: "Why is this?"
Li Hanyi did not answer, turned around and walked to Xiao Xiaohan, "Give me Lei Wujie." Then he walked slowly up the mountain.
Xiao Xiaohan nodded and handed Lei Wujie in his arms over.
"Yin Luoxia, I didn't expect you to be so afraid that Song Yan would die." Xiao Xiaohan said coldly, and followed Li Hanyi up the mountain after saying that.
Yin Luoxia shook her head hurriedly. She could tell that her daughter no longer had any emotion for her. When she saw her for the first time, there was also a trace of emotion, even if it was just a trace, but this time there was nothing.
"Okay, your sword is a guardian sword. Just like your mother. Although this is the last result that he and I want to see, you should be like this. Because your father's surname is Lei and your mother's surname is Li. I accept this.
In the end, he will be happy for you," Li Hanyi said in a low voice.
Yin Luoxia looked at Song Yanhui in front of her, and Xiao Xuanli's words rang in her ears again: "Let's end it with him. You don't want the prince to let Yu Luo come in person."
Seeing that although he was covered in injuries, he still had breath left, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. After he felt relieved, he couldn't help but go over and kick him: "You haven't been able to beat him after three times, so you still insist on hitting him?
Are you done yet?"
Song Yanhui slowly turned his back and stopped looking at her. What he feared most in Xueyue City was not the Xueyue Sword Immortal, but the woman behind him.
The next day, Lei Wujie opened his eyes in the thatched hut, sat up, and saw Xiao Xiaohan in front of him, wearing a red dress with his sleeves rolled up on half of his arms, revealing his white jade-like arms, with his back to him.
What was picked up.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Lei Wujie asked.
Xiao Xiaohan wiped the sweat from his forehead, holding a medicine jar in both hands, and turned to look at Lei Wujie who was sitting on the bed, "I'll make you some ointment. What can I do?"
"Sister, can you make ointment?" Lei Wujie asked doubtfully.
Xiao Xiaohan sat next to Lei Wujie, took off the clothes on Lei Wujie's injured arm, and applied some ointment from the medicine jar with his other hand. "Little fool, I am the apprentice of Medicine King Xin Baicao.
Passed some things.
As he spoke, he applied ointment on Lei Wujie's injured arm.
The moment he applied it, Lei Wujie felt a chill all over his body. Smelling Xiao Xiaohan's aroma that penetrated the heart and soul, it was like a world of ice and fire.
Then, Xiao Xiaohan wrapped some gauze around Lei Wujie's arm, dressed him, patted his head and said, "Sister, do you smell good?"
Lei Wujie smiled and scratched his head.
"Let's go, Li Hanyi wants to teach you swordsmanship."
After saying that, Xiao Xiaohan also walked out of the thatched cottage. Upon seeing this, Lei Wujie followed him with the Tingyu Sword.
He saw Li Hanyi sitting outside the thatched cottage with his back to him, with the iron horse Binghe beside him. Li Hanyi heard the footsteps behind him, but did not look back. He just said lightly: "Starting today, I will officially
Teach you the skill of swordsmanship."
"What kind of swordsmanship?" Lei Wujie said happily.
"The art of drawing swords" Xiao Xiaohan interrupted.
Li Hanyi also glared at her, while Lei Wujie looked puzzled, "Master, didn't I draw Tingyu? Why did I draw my sword again?"
Li Hanyi stood up and put his hand on the hilt of the sword: "Don't underestimate the art of drawing a sword. When a master fights, drawing a sword can mean life or death. Drawing the sword at that moment is crucial. What I want to teach you today
You have memorized the sword tactics."
"What sword technique?" Lei Wujie asked hurriedly.
"Hidden sword wind and thunder." Li Hanyi turned around, his hand still holding the sword hilt tightly, but there was a hidden thunder at the hilt. Although Lei Wujie was several steps away from him, he could still feel the thunder.
The sword seemed about to be sold out.
The surrounding wind also became biting at this moment. Xiao Xiaohan's red shirt standing next to Li Hanyi also started to flutter.
Li Hanyi suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at Lei Wujie. Lei Wujie, who was dozens of steps away from Li Hanyi, was stunned for a moment and then broke out in cold sweat. It felt as if it was not a sword pointing at him, but dozens of people.
Point the sword at yourself and stab your back with the sharp edge.
Li Hanyi put away the sword in his hand, and Lei Wujie knelt on one knee, his head covered with sweat.
"Draw your sword in all directions" Li Hanyi slowly said the other half.
Lei Wujie took a deep breath: "Disciple has written it down."
Li Hanyi nodded and turned to leave. Lei Wujie behind him hesitated and called Li Hanyi, "Master."
Li Hanyi stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Then Song Yan..." Before Lei Wujie finished speaking, Xiao Xiaohan started coughing, glaring at Lei Wujie with phoenix eyes, slightly opening her lips, and said something, but did not say anything.
Lei Wujie understood what Xiao Xiaohan meant, which meant "shut up".
"When will master follow me to Leimen to meet my master?" Lei Wujie asked.
"When you can test the sword with me." After Li Hanyi finished speaking, he jumped up and disappeared into the forest.
Lei Wujie scratched his head helplessly, while Xiao Xiaohan walked up to Lei Wujie and punched him in the eye.
"Sister, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me again?" Lei Wujie took a breath, covered his eyes, and looked at Xiao Xiaohan and said.
"You're talking too much." Xiao Xiaohan turned around and walked down the mountain. "Little fool, aren't you going to follow Xiao Se's horse to Tianqi? When you get to Tianqi and see my father, you can use this set of swordsmanship in front of him and let him
have a look."
"oh"
And at the foot of the mountain, a person also opened his eyes.
"One sword cuts off the water, and a thousand rivers stop flowing" Song Yan replied.
Sitting next to him is Fairy Luoxia, who once cut off a river with one palm.
Very few people in the world know that the two of them had a connection, not only in the friendship of rescuing tens of thousands of victims, but also in the wonderful feelings that developed during that period of time. However, they are destined to be born for the sword in this life.
The man finally left.
And this kind of wonderful emotion is just a joke to Tianqi, the kind of joke that can't even be laughed at.
Yin Luoxia knew that if Yu Luo really came, he would kill him directly no matter who you were.
Yin Luoxia knows all this, but she just wants to live a good life. The kind of life in Tianqi is not what she wants, and this...
"Why are you in Xueyue City?" Song Yan sat up and said with some embarrassment.
Yin Luoxia sneered and said: "I was tricked by that bastard Sikong Changfeng. I bet with him three times in a row, but this guy made a fortune and I lost three times in a row. Also, why are you pretending to be stupid? I will
If you don’t believe me, you don’t know I’m in Xueyue City.”
"What's the difference between presence and absence?" Song Yan smiled back.
Yin Luoxia ignored him and just taunted him with words: "Then what's the difference between you winning and not winning? You challenged Li Hanyi four times in a row, and each time you lost more miserably. This time you almost lost your life."
. Princess Yong'an next to Li Hanyi can kill you in that situation. You know, if she kills you, she will kill you. They won't care about you at all. Why do you practice swordsmanship? If I were you
, I sold the sword and went to the countryside to find a woman to marry."
Thirteen years ago, on the bank of the Canglan River, a fairy with a young girl said the same thing: "Stop practicing the sword, let's sell the sword and go build a house in the countryside."
Song Yanhui shook her head just like she did thirteen years ago: "I have accepted a disciple. Looking at the entire world, except for Princess Yong'an, there is no one else. He will definitely take on the responsibility of reviving Wushuang City.
I lost to Li Hanyi, but my apprentice can't."
Yin Luoxia smiled, "Is Wushuang City so important? Do you know that the Ruilong army is in Xueyue City? As long as Princess Yong'an says something, Wushuang City will become a dead city in an instant.
Why are you talking about Wushuang City and not Wushuang City?"
Song Yanhui lowered his head and said nothing.
"Being better than Xue Yue Sword Immortal, is it really that important?
Song Yanhui walked to the door silently.
"What about me? I'm not important anymore?"
Song Yanhui opened the door and walked quickly into the yard, avoiding this terrible topic. Yin Luoxia leaned against the door, watching his leaving figure with a sad look on her face. Song Yanhui remained indifferent and walked quickly.
He stood there, as if he were a heartless man who didn't dare to raise his head.
"It's still Xinlian who's right, it's still Xinlian who's right." Yin Luoxia understood at this moment.
It was supposed to be a quiet and sentimental scene.
But it was suddenly torn apart by a roar.
"Go to hell, you ungrateful man."
Song Yanhui hurriedly turned his head and saw a kick coming towards him. He was about to dodge, but his shoulder felt pain. The injury he suffered from the sword fight with the Sword Immortal yesterday was so severe that he could not use his true energy at this moment.
So, he was really kicked out.
"You!" Song Yanhui got up from the ground and looked at the person in front of her. She was wearing a white robe that was almost identical to Yin Luoxia's, with a big word "GAM" written on the back. She was clearly Yin Luoxia's direct disciple -
—Luomingxuan.
"What are you!" Luo Mingxuan's eyes widened, "I'll beat you to death for being such a heartless man!" Luo Mingxuan came as usual to greet Yin Luoxia and discuss the results of yesterday's study of the Immortal Liubo statue.
, but he saw this scene in front of him. It was clearly his master, Fairy Luoxia, who wanted to keep this man, but this man was determined to marry his sword as his wife in this life. He couldn't help but think
Seek justice for his master. Although Luo Mingxuan has always bullied the weak and feared the strong, if he knew that the person in front of him was the city lord of Wushuang City, he would probably turn around and run away immediately...
"You dare to glare at me? Do you know whose territory this is?" Luo Mingxuan said angrily, pushing out a palm, which was clearly Yin Luoxia's broken palm, and he did not hold back.
Song Yanhui's clothes were shattered by the blow, and his whole body was almost broken into pieces. In normal times, Luo Mingxuan would not be qualified to let him strike with a sword, but at this time, he was in a state of embarrassment. Because Song
Yan Hui knew that he couldn't defeat him, so he ran away.
Luo Mingxuan pursued him relentlessly, but Song Yanhui lived up to the name "Yanhui" and was also very good at lightness. He dodged left and right, and the two of them played hide and seek in the courtyard.
"Master, when I catch this heartless man, I will castrate him for you!" Luo Mingxuan said loudly.
Yin Luoxia covered her mouth and chuckled: "Okay!"
Song Yanhui, who was used to being the lord of a city, was extremely angry now, no matter how well-educated he was. Before he could say anything, a woman's voice came from the roof.
"alright."
Song Yan was stunned when she heard this. She looked up at the roof and saw a beautiful woman in blue sitting quietly on it. The woman was Xinlian.
"Who are you?" Luo Mingxuan asked doubtfully.
"If you don't leave yet, will the Lord of this city be embarrassed here?" Xinlian said.
"Lord of a city?" Luo Mingxuan asked.
Song Yan jumped back onto the wall, looked at Yin Luoxia who was standing by the door, hesitated, turned around and jumped off the wall.
Seeing Song Yanhui who had left, Xinlian stood up slowly, looked down at Luo Mingxuan who was standing in the courtyard, and smiled, "Do you know who you just beat?"
"who is it."
"Wushuang City, the city lord Song Yan has returned," Xinlian said slowly.
"What?" Luo Mingxuan widened his eyes and looked at Xinlian in disbelief.
Seeing this, Xinlian also smiled, jumped off the roof, looked at Luo Mingxuan and said, "Are you scared? Your character is similar to that of Xiao Xuanli when he was young. You bullied the weak and feared the strong."
Before Luo Mingxuan could say anything, Xinlian said again: "I want to talk to your master about something."
"But..." Luo Mingxuan looked at Yin Luoxia who was behind Xinlian and said worriedly.
"It's okay, go out first, and let me tell you one more thing." Xinlian said: "That is, I don't like what I said. Repeat it."
"Mingxuan, please go out first," Yin Luoxia said.
Luo Mingxuan looked at Yin Luoxia, then at Xinlian, nodded, turned and left.
Xinlian looked at Luo Mingxuan leaving, turned to look at Yin Luoxia, and said slowly: "Have you thought about it?"
"I've thought about it, go back to Tianqi." Yin Luoxia had a smile on her face, but tears kept pouring down like a dam.
Xinlian nodded, then looked somewhere behind her, "Come out, it's time to end the matter between you and your mother."
"Hahaha" a sneer came out, and then a red shadow mixed with a cold light came out and pointed directly at Yin Luoxia.
"End? Sister Xinlian, my mother was already gone when the Langya King case was committed in the 16th year of Mingde, and she is nothing."