Yu Dao Qiankun

Chapter 404 Fighting Swords
In Jinwu City, the Tongtian White Pagoda is a place for officials to work, and it was originally a solemn and solemn place.

But every festive season, the White Pagoda will be broken down into suspended venues, and performances will be performed under the Kunwu Tiangong.

Its content was exactly the set that the Emperor had read in the morning. Except for King Zhao's sword dance, the performers of other programs re-entered the stage, and the audience was citizens sitting on top of other high-rise buildings.

Let the people enjoy the programs performed by Tiangong, which is the original intention of the Emperor of God to "have fun with the people".

Xin Zhiwen and Duan Xiao followed a group of fellow disciples and sat on the top of a tall building in the private room of the Excalibur Palace, admiring the "Crane Dance" currently being performed by the White Tower.

Cranes danced lightly under the moonlight, turning into graceful celestial maidens and flying towards the Toad Palace projected by the moon.

Duan Xiao yawned and looked at Xin Zhiwen beside him.He was flipping through a book with relish, stretching out his hand to gesture from time to time.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing," Xin Zhiwen didn't look up, "Read novels."

Duan Xiao was a little curious, and probed over to look.

It was a character surnamed Jiang, and the book was about him sharpening his way of swordsmanship and challenging all kinds of swordsmen.

And seeing those few sentences about using the sword, Duan Xiao suddenly cheered up and watched it with Xin Zhiwen.

Xin Zhiwen followed the pace and flipped through the pages.

The young man surnamed Jiang loves kendo very much, and he can be called a "sword idiot". Every time he goes to a place, he fights with the local sword fairy, and then learns about kendo.

When the saying "Conclude the birth of a sword and disprove the innateness" appeared in it, Duan Xiao was startled: "Brother, which uncle and uncle wrote this? This... the content in this is not exactly the sword that the ancestor studied. Immortal Dao?”

"No, I brought this from Wenhua Palace."

As Peng Yu's swordsmanship teacher, Xin Zhiwen naturally got one of the manuscripts when Peng Yu started copying and distributing sword repair novels.

"Wenhua Palace? King Zhao?"

Although King Zhao has learned swordsmanship, is his swordsmanship so high?This can be used as a practice method.

"It's because I was surprised that I watched it."

Not only them, Peng Yu made many copies of the novel written by the masked man and distributed it already.Many warriors read the novel while waiting for the sword fight, and were immediately attracted by the practice content in it, and became addicted to it.

In just half a day, the novel had its first batch of loyal readers.

……

Zhuan Yang was whipped, but he was strong and healthy, and followed Han Xiangtai to the Heavenly Palace as if nothing happened.

On the way, they saw a show performed above the White Tower.

Zhuan Yang asked curiously: "It's already night? Isn't it a bit fast? Let's go now, is there too late?"

"This is the night that His Majesty ordered King Su to set up. It's still too early for the sword fight!"

In the distance, lanterns flew into the sky.

Han Xiangtai shook his head and said, "It's not dark on a serious day, it's a little early to put the lights on."

But for the people, lighting up lanterns to pray for blessings is a must-have item of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and they don't expect their wishes to come true.Since there is a big show to watch at night, let's put the lights on now, and let it go early to save trouble.

The two of them rushed to Tiangong, and happened to see a lantern rising from the direction of Qianyuan Hall, and like those lanterns, it fluttered towards the ice wheel in the sky.

Zhuan Yang's expression was inexplicable: "Is that guy putting on the lamp again?"

……

Peng Yu took a nap while serving the emperor, and walked out of the Qianyuan Hall by himself.

Standing on the high steps, looking down at the row upon row of palaces below, Peng Yu had the idea of ​​"who can give me nothing".

In particular, Qianyuan Dao Qi poured into his body from the Qianyuan Palace, which made Peng Yu feel a sense of pride and illusion in a trance.

The self at this moment is no less than the Linghuang of the past, possessing the supreme combat power to rule the world.

Looking at his left hand: "It's easy to lose the self-confidence of having the great ring. No wonder Master Nie is so stupid and ran to fight the old man of the sword."

Of course, I am not Nie Jingyuan.

Nie Jingyuan is relying on one ring, while his own is relying on the five rings put together by the master and apprentice.

With the Five Precepts in hand, Peng Yu could really understand the state of mind of the Linghuang back then.

Calm and indifferent, playing with all living beings.

No one can resist the combined power of the five Qiankun Rings, including the Emperor.

"In the stage of 'Hunyuandongtian', Linghuang relied on the power of the treasure of heaven and earth to defeat Emperor Li and climbed to Ziji. I also have five rings now. Even if it is a genuine sixth-level existence, I dare to fight."

In a good mood, Peng Yu lighted a lamp in a leisurely manner, and wrote down his wish to get the Ten Commandments as soon as possible.

Seeing Zhuan Yang walking into the Feifeng Gate, the corners of Peng Yu's mouth curled up: This guy would never have imagined that the protagonists of the sword fight you are going to watch today are me and Old Man Shenjian.

The sword fighting venue is set up in the hunting ground in the west of Tiangong.

This is the hunting ground built by Emperor Li for Emperor Ling, and later became the place where the royal family played and played.

Many guests did not leave after the luncheon, and went directly to the hunting ground to pass the time, waiting for the evening sword fight.

"Go, get ready to clear the scene, and invite the old man Excalibur to come over."

Not only that, Peng Yu also asked Su Wang to accept the picture of inviting the moon, revealing the orange-red dusk.

"It's time to apply."

Seeing the churning red clouds and the golden glow of the setting sun shining through the clouds, Peng Yu became emotional again.

"The blood-like beauty just happened to see the old man Shenjian off."

The Tiangong closed the night, revealing the beauty of the sunset, and suddenly the program on the White Tower lost its mood and had to stop.

"The sword fight is about to start?"

Xin Zhiwen put away the novel and rushed to Tiangong with a group of fellow students.

Today is special, the emperor ordered the opening of the Feifeng Gate, allowing warriors with supernatural powers from all over the world to enter the palace to watch the ceremony and fight swords.

On the top of the tall building, a series of martial gangs rushed towards the Tiangong, rushing to the Xishan hunting ground like the wind.

The old man Shenjian was sitting in the capital resident of the Shenjian Palace to rest his mind. He suddenly felt the oppression of a breath of heaven and earth, and opened his eyes unconsciously.

The sword light was shot out from both eyes to shatter the Dao energy of the universe, and he looked at the sunset in the direction of Tiangong.

"King Zhao? Is he trying to disrupt the situation?"

The old man Shenjian stood up suddenly, and a violent flame burst from his body.There was a crackling explosion sound from the divine power of the earth fire, and the roar of the gods and demons was vaguely heard.

His lifespan is not long, and in order to maintain his peak state, he had to snatch the Demon God Neidan.

Although this move made him show signs of "god demonization", as long as he stepped into the realm of the sword emperor tonight, all the ills could be easily solved.

"Tonight is the day for the old man to prove the Tao, even King Zhao can't stop it!"

The old man Shenjian went out quickly, and the sword light suddenly illuminated the nine heavens and rushed into the heavenly palace.

At that moment, the Feifeng Gate shook frequently, and all the warriors felt a chill welling up in their hearts.By the time he reacted, the old man Excalibur was already standing at the Xishan hunting ground.

"This old man's swordsmanship is better than the last time I saw it." Zhuan Yang and Han Xiangtai stood in front of the viewing platform, and when they noticed the surging sword intent on the old man of the sword, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Seeing Peng Yu standing on the top of West Mountain, Zhuan Yang had already guessed what this guy was planning.

He actually planned to defeat the old man of the sword by himself?

"Everyone may be curious, why do you ask King Su to close the night."

Standing on the top of the mountain, Peng Yu looked at the people below with his hands behind his back: "In the past few days, solitary writing novels have emerged, and I have some understanding of the way of swordsmanship. Therefore, I want to ask the palace first before my father and the palace master of the sword fight. The Lord will teach you a lesson or two."

"Father thought that the current swordsmanship of the Palace Master was still some time away from him, so he agreed to Gu's request.

"Palace Master, if you can defeat Gu and go one step further with the spirit of victory, you may be able to touch the hem of Emperor Father's clothes. The fight at night will also be more interesting."

The old man of Excalibur looked stern.

He knew why Peng Yu came here, and the reason why he made so much trouble was to hold back the pair of master and apprentice and prevent them from interfering with his breakthrough.

"Don't worry, if you defeat Gu, Gu will keep his mouth shut about that matter, and Master Nie will be grudged."

Suddenly, Peng Yu's voice transmission sounded in the ear of the old man with the sword.

Immediately, the old man's eyes became sharp: "Everything is as His Highness wishes."

The sword intent burst forth, and without waiting for someone nearby to shout, he directly slashed towards Xishan with the sword.

(End of this chapter)