Comprehensive martial arts: Qixia town storytellers, the beginning of the tie to Qiao Feng

Chapter 85 Purple clothes block the river, Wudang has a sword

Seven Heroes Town, Tongfu Inn.

Although today is the day of storytelling, due to the rumors some time ago, there are fewer guests who come to listen to books than in the past, but there are still no empty seats.

Today, Lu Yan rarely wore white clothes, but changed into a blue shirt.

With Xiudongchunlei Erdao on his waist, he slowly walked up to the high platform, supported the river crossing pawn inserted on the high platform with his left hand, and slapped the gavel with his right hand.

"Wang Xianzhi came out of Wudi City, Daxueping purple clothes blocked the river!"

"Because the son forcibly entered the fairyland on land, there must be a battle between Wang Xianzhi and the son."

"Similarly, this is also Wang Xianzhi's long-cherished wish in this life, and no one can stop what he wants to do!"

"Wang Xianzhi, a burly man, stood on the head of the bridge and headed all the way to Beiliang. In the middle of the Guangling River, he encountered a lone boat."

"On the lonely boat, there is a woman standing proudly, dressed in purple, fluttering in the wind."

"This is none other than Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the newly promoted leader of the martial arts alliance, the purple-clothed devil who is in the limelight!"

"When he saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng, Wang Xianzhi was a little surprised. It is reasonable for someone to block the way, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng would be the first, which he did not expect."

"In the past in the city of Emperor Wudi, Wang Xianzhi was always talkative and merciful to those warriors who came to challenge him. But this was not because of his bodhisattva heart, but because he hoped that these people with good aptitude could one day reach the top of martial arts. , A warrior who can stand side by side with him appears."

"But now that he has left Wudi City, it's not so easy to talk about."

"This Xuanyuan Qingfeng bears the dual status of being the leader of the martial arts alliance and the leader of the Xuanyuan family. It really is a bit risky to come here to block the river!"

When everyone heard Lu Yan's narration, their faces showed curiosity.

A few days ago, Lu Yan just talked about the new martial arts review. Wang Xianzhi was still number one in the world, while Xuanyuan Qingfeng was judged to be only one pass away, and she was expected to reach the top of the martial arts world as a woman.

I just don't know how much worse this Xuanyuan Qingfeng is compared to Wang Xianzhi!

……

"Xuanyuan Qingfeng bent down and tied a knot in the hem of the skirt, a dead knot."

"Facing No. [-] in the world back then, she didn't want to make any effort, so she retreated again and again."

"But now facing Wang Xianzhi, who is invincible in the world, since she has come, it will be a deadly battle, and she will never retreat!"

"Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's eyes suddenly became determined. She stretched out her arm, her fingers were like hooks, and the river on the side of the boat was boiling like boiling."

"A huge iron lock breaks through the river like a black dragon."

"She held one end of the iron chain, tipped her toes, and the boat shattered."

"She dragged the two-hundred-foot-long iron chain and started running wildly across the river!
"With a flick of the wrist, the iron cable made a huge arc in the blink of an eye, like a scorpion wagging its tail, and smashed hard at the ferry."

"Wang Xianzhi leaped high at his feet, rushed to the sky, and faced the iron chain that was engulfed in a thunderbolt, and the river surface between this line was like an immortal cutting the river with a sword, dividing north and south with east and west!"

"He had no expression on his face, and let the Ling Lie wind hit him, he grabbed the iron chain, clenched his fist violently, and crushed it!"

"The rumbling sound of the broken iron chain is better than the summer thunder!"

"The surface of the river exploded even more, setting off huge waves..."

Just as everyone in the lobby held their breath and listened nervously and excitedly to Lu Yan's description of the battle, the travel-worn Xie Zhuoyan walked in.

She glanced at Lu Yan who was telling a book, and didn't step forward to interrupt, but went straight to the counter, ordered a jug of wine in front of the counter, and drank slowly.

Although some things are urgent, but the time for storytelling is still affordable.

When she was almost done with the pot of wine, Lu Yan finally finished talking about the thrilling battle.

Although Xuanyuan Qingfeng had some abilities, he was far behind Wang Xianzhi after all. Even if he realized something before he died, it was already too late.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaoping, the sword idiot of Wudang Mountain, rescued him, and he survived.

"Wang Xianzhi once said that I see swordsmen in the world as actors."

"Wang Xiaoping will tell Wang Xianzhi today that there are not no swordsmen in our generation, at least Wudang still has a sword!"

"Wang Xianzhi said that before entering Beiliang, he could give Wang Xiaoping three chances to use his sword."

"But for Wang Xiaoping, one sword is enough!"

"Wang Xiaoping's sword is as long as it is out of the sheath. Once out of the sheath, it will be the best sword in the world!"

"Wang Xianzhi shouted angrily, bumped his head against the sword, broke the sword energy, and pushed his palm on the tip of the sword!"

"Sword energy, sword intent, and sword edge are all destroyed inch by inch."

"Wang Xianzhi's pace also became extremely slow. His tall body and palm could only move forward inch by inch, and a hole was broken in his palm!"

"When No. 1 in the world finally smashed the three-foot sword with a unparalleled posture, not only was his palm bloody and bloody, but a trace of sword energy pierced a scarlet blood flower on his chest!"

"The last breath of this sword dissipated behind Wang Xian."

"This sword pierced through Wang Xianzhi!"

"Wang Xiaoping, who handed out this sword, is already dead."

"He closed his eyes, he didn't look at the sword at all, and he didn't think about the result."

"Because this sword is Wang Xiaoping, who has regrets and no regrets, his sword after death!"

As Lu Yan's voice fell, there was a sudden gasp in the lobby.

Who would have imagined that the Wudang Mountain sword idiot, who has always been silent, could deliver such an astonishing sword when facing the world's number one old monster Wang!
You know, even when the Old Sword God and Old Monster Wang fought again, they never hurt Old Monster Wang at all!

And this Wudang Mountain sword idiot not only hurt Old Monster Wang, but also pierced Old Monster Wang with his sword!
It's just a pity that for this sword, he paid the price with his life!

And his purpose is to prove to Wang Laoguai that there are still swordsmen in my generation, and there is still a sword in Wudang Mountain!
Such a swordsman is pure and straightforward, admirable, even if he dies, he is honored!

In the lobby, thunderous applause rang out, for this Wudang sword idiot!

"Wudang Mountain really deserves to be the place where Lu Zu proved his way, and there are many talents!"

"It's amazing to be able to hurt Old Monster Wang, or to have a penetrating wound!"

"It's just a pity, after all, this is Wudang Mountain in the book. I don't know if there are such top swordsmen in Wudang Mountain in our Daming Rivers and Lakes!"

"Who knows, maybe one day a swordsman will come down the mountain."

Lu Yan looked at the crowd, smiled slightly, cupped his hands and said, "This is the end of today's storytelling. If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter."

After bidding farewell to everyone, Lu Yan turned and walked upstairs.

Seeing this, Xie Zhuoyan also went upstairs. As for the money for the wine, she had to put it on the account first. The thousand taels of cash she paid on the first day she came here has not been spent yet.

(End of this chapter)