Comprehensive Martial Arts: Read to become a sage, use martial arts to break the ban

Chapter 47 Confucian Sword and Angry Sword
Outside Xueyun City, Li Hanyi and Ye Suying rode past.

Tie Ma He Bing slashed on top of the golden armored swords, creating brilliant sparks.

Li Hanyi continued to castrate, passed Ye Suying, and rushed towards Ye Ziying like the wind.

Ye Ziying is heavy cavalry, all of them are cold-blooded horses bought with a lot of money from Beimang, and the iron armor on the horses weighs [-] catties.

The soldiers on horseback were also wearing heavy armor, holding a bright spear in one hand and a round shield covered in iron sheet in the other.

An ancient saying: Three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu.

Li Hanyi rushed forward, his white clothes were like snow, and his sword was so powerful that the three thousand horses trembled in shock.

"cast!"

The battle flag was waved, and three hundred spears shot out quickly.

Jiang Feng caught fire, his sword transformed thousands of shadows, and cut off three hundred spearheads in an instant.

"Re-cast!"

There were three hundred spears again, and the queue changed rapidly, with the front row going backwards and the rear row moving forward, like the tide rising and falling.

"Ye Ziying is nothing more than that."

Li Hanyi was like a white bird, soaring into the sky, passing through the three hundred spears in an instant.

She was in mid-air, she folded her body and drew out her sword. Frost flowers rose all over the sky and landed on the iron armor.

Cold, very cold.

The armor of the soldiers quickly condensed into frost, and even became one with the horses sitting under them.

"Three shots!"

The flag was waving, but this time it couldn't be thrown. The frost on the armor climbed up the spear and froze into crystal icicles.

In Ye Suying's eyes, from when Li Hanyi drew his sword, when the frost fell, to when the three thousand heavy cavalrymen froze into popsicles, it was just a moment in Ye Suying's eyes.

But at this moment, Ye Ziying was completely destroyed.

Ye Suying's eyes were about to burst: "Li Hanyi, I'm going to fight you!"

Raging to the sky, full of true energy, Ye Suying's golden armored swords burst into bright flames and slashed towards Iron Horse Binghe.

Burning fire, burning up the frost.

The flag bearer who had just escaped quickly waved the battle flag: "Retreat!"

Escaping from death, the three thousand soldiers, disregarding their formation, retreated hastily and retreated ten miles away in one go.

Li Hanyi wore a mask on his face, so he couldn't see her smile, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone:
"Ye Suying, in the Langya King's army back then, although you and my father were listed as two great generals, my father was known as the God of War and was invincible, while your nickname was Ren Tu, cruel and tyrannical."

"What do you know! The enemy's fear is my victory!"

"But now, it is your Ye Ziying who is afraid."

Ye Suying said angrily: "You don't obey your parents' orders, you help that devil reincarnate kid, you don't even care about your own brother!"

"My brother values ​​love and righteousness, that's his choice, but no one in the world can stop the path I, Li Hanyi, want to take."

While the two were talking, their hands showed no mercy at all. The two swords and swords intersected with each other, and the wilderness they were in had already been cut to pieces.

The light of the sword pierced the sky, the shadow of the knife pierced the ground, and the two strongmen fought each other, and the sound shook hundreds of miles.

"Ye Suying, the last move, catch it."

The Iron Horse Glacier changed instantly, and thousands of sword shadows gathered into a bunch, slashing down fiercely with the unstoppable power of gods and demons.

Ye Suying raised his saber to meet him, and rushed forward with great force, his majestic body was blown away like a kite.

"you are vicious!"

Ye Suying stood up in embarrassment, wiping the blood from her mouth.

"I entrust Lei Wujie to you, if you dare to cause accidents to my younger brother, don't blame me for picking Tianzi City!"

In a blink of an eye, the white horse flew by like the wind.

Eighty miles away, Confucian Sword Immortal Xie Xuan and Nujian Immortal Yan fought against the sky, and they met on a narrow road.

A refined scholar in blue shirt is like the breeze in the forest.

A rough man in brown clothes, like a stone on the road.

The two faced each other, and the trees beside them trembled.

Yan Zhantian took off the hat on his head, threw it aside, and drew out the fifth most famous sword in the world - Po Jun.

"Xie Xuan, you have broken your promise to Emperor Ming."

Confucian Sword Immortal said slowly, "What does that have to do with you?"

"On behalf of His Royal Highness Bai, I came here to convey a decree. Xiao Luo must not stay and kill him on the spot."

"Before Emperor Ming passed away, King Bai was in a hurry to take the throne?"

Yan Zhantian caressed Po Jun, and replied nonchalantly: "King Bai has assisted the government for many years. He has no name of emperor, but he has the reality of emperor."

"I think he is filial without a son, and has the heart of treason."

In the verbal dispute, Yan Zhantian knew that he was no match for Confucian Sword Immortal, so he said no more: "I heard that you have entered half-step fugue, let's use your sword."

Xie Xuan untied the book bag and placed it under the tree.

"Oh, I don't want to be stained with dust, dust comes naturally."

"Draw the sword in anger!"

Thousands of books are published, and the army is broken.

A streak of blue, a streak of red, and two streaks of sword light shot out of the forest in an instant, straight into the sky.

Countless birds in the forest were startled and wild beasts scattered and fled.

Break the army and cut it down, with the power of ten thousand jun.

"soft."

Xie Xuan flew up lightly, the thin sword was as soft as a willow, and it was a sword that overcomes rigidity with softness.

"Second move, angry sword cut!"

The Anger Sword Immortal uses anger as a sword and nourishes a sword with anger, and is known as the sword of the king and overlord.

At this time, his anger had reached its peak, the giant sword smashed through the army, and slashed in the air.

"clear."

Xie Xuan's sword tip flicked across the forest leaves, like a pool of clear water, which breeds all things and quenches anger.

Po Jun suddenly seemed to be discouraged, and the sword glow collapsed.

With the third sword, Yan Zhantian rushed up, leaping into the sky, dyeing the world with anger.

"Angry sword back!"

In the wrath of the emperor, millions of corpses floated.The wrath of the commoner, blood spattered five steps.

The wrath of the sword fairy has a radius of a hundred miles, and there are no living beings.

Seeing that this forest and everything in it will be destroyed by the sword of anger, Xie Xuan pointed at him with anger: "Benevolence sword, huh!"

The saint does his part.

The pure white sword intent rises from the forest, rises from the trees, flowers, birds, and beasts, accumulates thicker and thicker, like a frozen river, slowly crosses the forest, blocking Wan Dao Nu Jian.

From the book bag that was originally placed under the tree, there were several large characters floating out-"The benevolent establishes the world".

The large characters cater to the intent of the sword and emit bright light, illuminating the world.

Even though he was in the clouds, Yan Zhantian still felt the breeze coming, his anger subsided, and the sword light dissipated immediately.

"Pooh!"

He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Bookworm, I'm still not as good as you."

Xie Xuan took back the ten thousand volumes of books and tidied up the book bags: "It's all for the disciples, there's no need to work hard."

"Your apprentice, the whole world will kill him, and you, Confucian Sword Immortal, will definitely not be able to protect him."

"Hey, he doesn't need my protection."

Xie Xuan smiled slyly: "I'm just using his name to chat with an old friend. It's your apprentice Bai Wang Xiao Chong who has great ambitions and might turn against him."

"Hmph, don't worry about Chong'er, let's go!"

Yan Zhantian put on the bamboo hat, carried the huge sword on his back, and strode away in the direction he came from.

Xie Xuan shouted from behind: "It hurts your body too much, don't practice your sword~"

"boring!"

Seeing him walking away, Xie Xuan sat down under the tree.

The last move of Ren Jian consumes a lot of real energy. Feeling the little vitality in the forest, he breathed out cross-legged.

Just now in the battle with Yan Zhantian, Xie Xuan had a subtle understanding from the soft sword to the clear sword, and then to the benevolent sword.

Soon, he entered the realm of mystery and mystery.

But at this moment, Xiao Luo and Uncle Dumb, who were heading north, had already fallen into a well-arranged trap.

(End of this chapter)