Invincible at the beginning: I seek the world in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 31, Protecting the country with one sword

Everyone looked at the swordsman who suddenly appeared in surprise.

The sword god stared at his sword, which was just an ordinary standard long sword used in the Western Chu Army.

"Old man with sword armor?" one person exclaimed, shaking everywhere, as if all the soldiers of Western Chu had exploded.

The sword god knew very well that the person in front of him was not the old man in sword armor, and the aura in his body was completely different from that of the old man in sword armor.

Sword intent. He didn't feel the sword intent, as if it was an ordinary sword.

Returning to the basics is even more terrifying.

In the whole world, swordsmanship is extraordinary, who else but Jiang Wangsheng?

Jiang Wangsheng heard the news that Mu Yunshan was captured, and Tianji Pavilion sent a message from Beili to the sword god to go south. It is not difficult to guess that the sword god is going to stand up for his first apprentice.

With the skills of a congenital master, it is easy to travel thousands of miles a day.

After being injured before, Jiang Wangsheng worked hard on his body, tempered his meridians, and his skill has improved to a higher level, and he has reached the state of traveling thousands of miles freely.

Therefore, after Jiang Kongliu left, Jiang Wangsheng followed all the way and hid in the army. He even heard the conversation between the sword master and his apprentice clearly.

Jiang Wangsheng remained motionless, waiting for the sword master to strike.

The sword god didn't dare to be careless, he didn't know the purpose of the comer, even if he defeated him, he would still consume most of his true energy, and the frontier soldiers around him probably wouldn't let him leave easily.

The body of the sword god is like a small black hole, absorbing the surrounding air.

"Senior, that's restraining power! It's a swordsman skill with superb talent, doubled in strength, it's terrifying." An old man in the army reminded him.

Jiang Wangsheng nodded slightly, looking forward to what kind of attack he would make, and at the same time made a gesture to the back, telling them to go away for now.

Jiang Kongliu waved his hands to make them retreat, but he remained motionless.

"My lord, you can go too." A lieutenant reminded.

Jiang Kongliu stared at the man in black. He had seen the old man in sword armor. He was hunched like an old sword, which was completely different from the tall and strong figure in front of him.

However, the figure of this person was very familiar. Jiang Kongliu seemed to have met him not long ago, and suddenly laughed, "No need, with him here, the sword god must not be able to do anything to us."

"A confrontation at the level of a congenital master can easily affect others." The deputy general reminded.

Jiang Kongliu asked, "How far back?"

"At least ten feet."

Jiang Kongliu snorted coldly, "The thieves from the enemy country sneaked in. As the marshal of the frontier army, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me to retreat ten feet away?"

"Command all the soldiers! Prepare strong bows and crossbows, let [-] cavalry get ready, all the martial arts masters in the army are dispatched, take down the sword god today, and increase the power of our frontier army!"

"The last will obey!"

Martial arts people came in droves, wanting to watch the duel between the innate masters, like an iron wall, blocking the river and air flow in all directions.

A man with a sword sighed: "Yan Jiufeng, the sword god, really deserves to be called a master."

"Brother Lei, what's the explanation?" A jade-faced scholar asked with a smile.

"The God of the Saber gathers his momentum and moves the momentum around him. When he makes a move, it is like his saber technique. No one can stop him when he is so strong. Now let's look at the sword armor. Isn't it the old man with the sword armor?" The man with the sword asked suspiciously.

"What did you say?" The others were shocked.

The man with the sword said: "I have seen the old man in the sword armor bring out the sword and stir up the wind and rain in the city. This man does not have that kind of spirit."

"I really envy you, you can actually see the old man in sword armor unleashing his sword."

The man with the sword glanced at the sword in his hand, and patted it with the scabbard, "If you see it, I'm afraid you won't even have the courage to lift the sword."

"It makes sense."

Jiang Kongliu laughed loudly and said, "Everyone, if you rush to kill, would you dare to fight the Xiantian Grandmaster?"

"Do it!" The martial arts masters shouted at the same time.

The man with the sword licked his lips, "I have long wanted to experience the sharpness of the sword god, even if I die, I will have no regrets!"

"Okay." Jiang Kongliu was also heartbroken.

The sword god gave a loud shout, affecting the momentum of the heaven and the earth, and took a step forward, like a kui ox going out to sea, the sky and the earth will change color.

The blade was dazzling, like the light of a bright moon, obliterating the figure of the black-clothed swordsman in an instant.

The air retreated one after another, all afraid of the knife in Yan Jiufeng's hand.

The dust was flying, as if it had exploded, and the true energy surged wildly, just like the raging waves of the East China Sea, each layer getting stronger and stronger.

When the waves arrived, the black-clothed swordsman seemed to be nailed in place, staring straight at the attacking knife gang.

Jiang Wangsheng gently raised his hand, and the sword body parried, like a towering mountain, blocking the power of the sword.

The brilliance faded, and the sword god was in front of him.

Jiang Kongliu clenched his sleeves with both fists, sweating nervously, frowning and squinting, looking at Jianxiu in front of him.

The black-clothed swordsman murmured: "It's a good sword, but it's a pity that I haven't won the God of Heaven and Earth."

With one hand thrown back, he enjoined: "Those who use swords, watch out!"

Several skilled swordsmen hurriedly stared wide-eyed, and other masters from all walks of life were also closely watching the situation.

Jiang Wangsheng raised the long sword, turned around, the sword energy swept across, a white awn cut the world, and the murderous air permeated, as crisp as the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Jiang Wangsheng self-understands one of the nine swords—Wanli Sad Autumn.

The sword god's pupils shrank, and the sword's momentum instantly disappeared, and his body flew upside down.

At the same time, behind him, all the living beings within ten miles were wiped out, and even a hole with a diameter of one foot was punched out in the wall of the moat.

Mu Yunshan was dumbfounded, and quickly went to catch Yan Jiufeng, checked his injuries, looked at the scene behind him, and thought, "He actually kept his hands."

Jiang Wangsheng didn't want to kill him.

One is the relationship between the two countries, and the other is that those who can step into the innate master are all amazing talents who are one in a million.

It is enough to have him in the way of swordsmanship, but in the way of swordsmanship, if you kill him, the swordsman in the world will be at least a hundred years old.

The heart of cherishing talents is better than everything.

Yan Jiufeng got up lonely, his face was gloomy, but his heart was empty.

Although this sword is heavy to kill, it is better than the image of renewal of all things.

Yan Jiufeng dragged his body and cupped his hands towards the blade in front of him, "I've been taught."

"Yunshan, let's go!" Dao Shen said in a low voice.

Jiang Wangsheng glanced at the crowd behind him, and said, "I didn't say I would let you go."

Mu Yunshan took a deep breath, "Master, I'm all to blame for this matter. I'll hold him back, you can go."

"Let's go together." Yan Jiufeng nodded slightly.

Jiang Wangsheng flew out, lashing out swords again and again, one without true energy, two without sword power, three without sword intent, and four without sword force.

Knowing that he didn't intend to kill, Yan Jiufeng just did it for everyone to see, so he raised his knife to accept the move.

Jiang Wangsheng kept forcing Yan Jiufeng back, all the way to the outside of the country, on the battlefield.

During the battle of moves, the tip of the sword fell on more than a dozen acupuncture points on Yan Jiufeng's body, making his clothes ragged and his injuries worsened.

In the last move, the swords collided.

The simple knife in Yan Jiufeng's hand turned into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Suddenly, neighing and shouting sounded, and there was a dense crowd in the distance, and the crowd was surging.

Eight hundred Beili cavalry took the lead.

Jiang Wangsheng narrowed his eyes, "I'm here to pick them up. Then this sword god, wouldn't he want to join Beili's pirate ship?"

The soldiers from Beili passed the Master and Disciple of Sword God, forming a big circle to protect them.

A general in unicorn armor came driving a white horse, stopped in front of Mu Yunshan, dismounted, and walked towards the sword god.

"Junior Gu Beitang, I pay my respects to Senior Saber God." The visitor cupped his hands and bowed deeply.

Although Yan Jiufeng said he was embarrassed, he straightened his back at this moment, maintained his posture, and nodded.

"Senior, please!" Gu Beitang stretched out his hand, pointing to his own white horse, Gu Beitang's favorite horse - the ghost of death.

Mu Yunshan was shocked.

There are rumors in Beili that Gu Beitang's death-seeking ghost is a strange beast in the mountains, howling like a tiger and galloping like a dragon. Even Emperor Tianwu had to ask symbolically before getting on his horse.

For this reason, eight good horsemen from Beili were invited into the barracks to take care of his deadly ghost.

When Gu Beitang invited the Sword God to mount his horse, he was undoubtedly showing his favor to the Sword God and expressing his respect, so as to win over the Sword God.

The sword god boarded the life-threatening ghost, and under the gathering of everyone's eyes, he slowly entered the gate of Beili country.

Mu Yunshan and Gu Beitang—two top three famous generals in the world, waited on the left and right on foot.

Walking past the door, Gu Beitang saluted and said, "Senior, the city wall of Western Chu has been broken. This is a great opportunity. Please allow me to command the army first, and then come to accompany you."

"General Gu has a heart." Yan Jiufeng turned his head to look in the direction of Xichu, "The opportunity to win is fleeting. General Gu delayed the opportunity so far because of me. I am ashamed."

"Senior was joking." Gu Beitang glanced sideways at Xichu, and said to himself, "The city wall has been broken, and Xichu is already in his pocket. It is really the luck of the younger generation to lead the way for the senior."

Mu Yunshan said: "Brother Gu, in addition to the sword armor old man, Xichu also hides a swordsman at the level of a congenital master, not weaker than my master, you have to be careful."

Gu Beitang wondered, "Could it be Nie Tianzhou? No, he doesn't have that ability. Could it be the sword demon Ye Jianqing who betrayed his master?"

Yan Jiufeng said slowly: "It's not a disciple of Spring and Autumn Sword Cottage, but an unknown sword master. Western Chu swordsmanship, the leader of the world. Today, I believe it."

The corners of Gu Beitang's mouth rose, "I have hundreds of thousands of troops. The cavalry rushes to the front, the infantry rears up, and the warriors assassinate. It takes a lot of effort, but we can always win."

"That makes sense." Mu Yunshan nodded in agreement.

The sword god hesitated for a moment, and said: "General Gu, if there is a chance, please spare his life."

"Juniors should do their best."

"Swords have no eyes, if it really doesn't work, leave a whole body." Dao Shen said.

"Yes."

Gu Beitang asked someone to bring another horse, and galloped towards Xichu.

Holding a Fangtian painted halberd in his hand, he looked up to the sky and screamed, "Kill! Everyone has contributed to the defeat of Western Chu!"

When the soldiers heard this, they were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, sharpening their knives and rushing towards Xichu.

Jiang Kongliu narrowed his eyes, "Everyone, go out of the city to meet the enemy!"

"Yes."

The soldiers of Xichu swarmed out like ants.

Jiang Wangsheng waved his hand, "Don't worry about it, let the artisans repair the city wall quickly."

An officer said: "Senior doesn't know something, Beili soldiers are fierce, and it is difficult for you alone to fight against tens of thousands of enemies."

Jiang Kongliu came over on horseback and said, "A confrontation between two armies is not like a contest between warriors. Victory lies in the formation, victory lies in quantity, victory lies in bravery, not in personal strength."

With eight hundred cavalry in sight, Jiang Kongliu shouted, "Do it!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wangsheng stepped out, his body and mind were united, and he concentrated on the sword body, his eyes were like torches, and his movement was like thunder.

One of the Nine Swords - Galaxy Promise.

When the sword is drawn, the sword energy is like a surging river, continuous;

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, the sun and the moon dimmed, the sky and the river hung upside down, and the momentum of the sky and the earth returned to the tide of sword energy.

Most of Xichu's sword felt Jiang Wangsheng's sword intent and vibrated slightly, wanting to get out of its sheath and drink blood.

With one strike, [-] cavalrymen turned into a mountain of corpses, and thousands of infantrymen turned into a sea of ​​blood.

With unceasing momentum, he went straight to the gate of Beili Kingdom, more than [-] people's armors were shattered, and tens of thousands of swordsmen were really angry.

The battlefield was as silent as death, leaving only endless hurricanes.

The swordsman in black guards the gate of the country with one sword.

(End of this chapter)