Sword guarding Chang'an

Chapter 263

swordsman.

There are only two people in Shenzhou who can be called swordsmen.

That is Li Chunfeng and Yang Dingxin!

Yang Dingxin is the sword god of the contemporary sword sect, and can be said to be the No. 1 sword in Shenzhou. The Dragon Bird Sword in his hand is an ancient sword, not weaker than Ding Qin in the slightest.

What Li Chunfeng practiced was vertical and horizontal swords, black and white swords, evolved his own yin and yang kendo, and developed his own sword.

He did not take the usual path of one man, one sword.

In ancient times, most of the sword cultivators practiced one sword per person, or even practiced one sword for a lifetime. People live with swords, and people die with swords.

If the sword is broken, it must be repaired at all costs.

A sword cultivator cannot be called a sword cultivator without a sword.

A true sword cultivator does not satisfy his heart with a random sword. Ancient sword cultivators can wait for years, decades, or even hundreds of years for a sword, just to find a sword. own sword.

It doesn't matter how good the level of the sword is, but it must be suitable for you.

The two swordsmen fought each other, no less than hundreds of times.

You lose and I win, and you win and I lose, over and over again, until now there is no result.

The two have hatred and enmity, but they also have love, the love of the same family, the sword of the way of the sword, and the love of sympathy.

Kendo is lonely, having an opponent, a desperate opponent, is better than anything else.

So the two have always regarded each other as friends, rivals, and old enemies... They have been fighting each other until now.

"bring it on."

"Please."

The two shot at the same time.

"This time, you didn't decide Qin." Yang Dingxin sneered, because this time his odds of winning were much greater.

In the last duel, Li Chunfeng obtained the Dingqin Sword, which made Yang Dingxin's Dragon Bird Sword not have much advantage.

But this time, the Ding Qin sword was in Li Jianbai's hands, so he lost Ding Qin, so Li Chunfeng couldn't be like the last time this time.

"Even if there is no Ding Qin, I can still win you. What's more, you and I are not able to prove everything by relying on things outside the eyes of the gods. Look at the sword in your heart, the sword in your hand." Li Chunfeng's current swordsmanship The artistic conception has improved a lot.

Especially in the vast sea, the four peeped into the future, Li Chunfeng peeked into Jianzhou, and already understood a lot.

He has already understood a lot about himself and his sword, which can be regarded as enlightenment once.

"Your sword intent has improved a lot." Contemporary sword god Yang Dingxin saw this, knowing the strength of his friend and mortal enemy, he could clearly feel the change of sword intent in Li Chunfeng's heart.

"You are not bad." Li Chunfeng said indifferently.

"Okay, since you have improved, you haven't disappointed me, let me see what level your sword intent has reached." Yang made up his mind to draw his sword.

Shenzhou Sword God, Master of Sword Sect!
With one strike of the sword, the dragon sparrow unsheathed!

The two swordsmen fought together, each used their own swords, evolved the way of swords in their hearts, fell in love and killed each other, this is the 100th time that the two have fought each other.

As for Li Jianbai who turned to leave, he felt a little regretful, because the two seniors were Li Jianbai's most respected seniors.

Although I don't have much contact with Yang Dingxin, I know that to be the opponent of Li Chunfeng's senior is the contemporary sword god and the master of the sword sect. I can imagine Yang Dingxin's strength.

Moreover, Li Chunfeng spoke highly of Yang Dingxin, and he was the only one who could defeat Li Chunfeng at the level of kendo, so Li Jianbai wanted to watch the battle very much.

But Li Jianbai knew that he was not qualified, so now that he has become a congenital, he is not qualified either.

What's more, Li Jianbai has more important things to do now.

Senior Li Chunfeng was held back, and he was even more troubled.

another person.

Carrying the tripod crazily, carrying an empty hammer and iron handle, walking staggeringly, covered in blood.

This time, for some unknown reason, he swung the tripod and returned to the village where he was a boy.

Maybe it's falling leaves returning to their roots, maybe it's a causal cycle.

Carrying the tripod until now, I still remember my childhood. I was stronger than others when I was young, and I could beat an adult when I was seven years old.

When he was nine years old, he was a bully in the village.

When he was 13 years old, he was naive and domineering. He raised a hammer and smashed a scalper to death.

Seeing the big iron hammer in his hand shattered, his hands were bloody, his internal organs were damaged, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

Chuan Ding vaguely felt that everything had come to an end.

The village is still the same village, and the memory of when I was there is the same.

When he left the village that year, he was only 13 years old.

Now, when he came back by accident, he smiled foolishly and dementedly. Now that he is seriously injured and dying, it is also lucky to be able to return to himself.

Or also sad.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

As soon as he entered the village, he was found dying and seriously injured, covered in blood.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Many people pointed and asked aloud, a little scared.

After all, the tripod bearer was huge, so even if the heavy hammer was broken, the handle of the sledgehammer in his hand looked like an iron rod, and it was still stained with blood.

Someone asked kindly, someone pointed, and someone was afraid to dodge and walk around...

And suddenly a scholar appeared, recognized the iron rod handle in the tripod's hand at a glance, and his expression changed drastically.

"It's you!" The teacher, with the appearance of a lonely scholar, pointed to the tripod and asked.

"Hmm... what, what..." Zai Ding was dizzy, and replied stupidly, stammering.

"I know you, you are the iron bull, you picked up the sledgehammer and smashed my cattle and my father to death!" The teacher's face became agitated, his eyes were red and he stared at the face of the tripod, desperately He recalled the domineering and domineering appearance he had when he was a child.

Combining the handle of the iron rod in his hand, the scholar confirmed that the person in front of him was his childhood playmate.

He was also the murderer who smashed the old scalper to death and threw the old father to death!

"It's me, I'm Tieniu, and you...are you a son of a rich family?" Zading's eyes brightened a lot, and a lot of memories came back in his mind.

He is an iron bull, the strongest person in the village, even an adult is not as strong as him.

And he is a son of a rich family, which is a nickname, because his family is the richest family in the village, because having a scalper in the family is the greatest wealth.

Hearing the words of carrying the tripod, the down-and-out teacher felt great hatred in his heart, and the person in front of him was his biggest enemy!

The scalper died, his father died, he couldn't be a scholar, and he couldn't continue to study. In the end, he became a village teacher and was lonely all his life.

"Ah, it really is you..." The scholar roared and stepped forward, hitting the tripod ruthlessly.

Carrying the cauldron silently endured.

"You're going to die!" The scholar yelled, grabbed the handle of the iron rod, and slammed it down on the tripod.

Just like that, the scholar who had no power to restrain a chicken killed the most powerful man in the world!

And Tieniu also returned to its roots, and died of cause and effect, under the iron hammer that he had never let go of.

And the scholar was freed from the hatred in his heart.

In the end, he cleaned up, buried Tieniu, and left the village. After all, the scholar killed someone and was not suitable for teaching.

Having obtained a sum of gold and silver from Zading, the scholar made up his mind to start over and be himself again.

(End of this chapter)