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

Chapter 82, Riding the Waves and Walking the Sword

Xia Nanyuan, a person from the Southern Tang Dynasty, whose father was a Beijing official, knew the books and respected the rituals, read all the classics and history collections, and could move the world with his pen. Over time, she was hailed as the most talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River.

This time, Xia Nanyuan went north with several Taoist priests from the Southern Tang Dynasty, and came to the East China Sea to observe the battle of the Xiantian masters.

In the early morning, with a little dew, the mountain fog gradually receded.

Xia Nanyuan walked on the beach, looked at the sea, and couldn't help feeling: "It would be great if I knew martial arts."

"Sister, you are so smart and come from a good family, what's so difficult about learning martial arts?" The little fat boy stood behind her at some point.

Xia Nanyuan couldn't help laughing, "Why are you here? You usually sleep until the sun rises, why did you wake up so early today?"

"I get excited when I think of the congenital masters fighting." The little fat boy replied.

Xia Nanyuan took a deep breath, watching the red sun rise, the sky was filled with golden morning glow, with a dark purple aura coming from the east, full of vitality, rushing towards her face.

"You said, what is the end of the sea?"

The little fat boy replied: "At the end of the sea there is still a continent. I have heard my uncle say that there are exiled immortals in the fairy mountains overseas, and their cultivation reaches heaven and earth, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Suddenly, the swords sounded, affecting the fortunes of the four directions, and sword lights streaked across the sky, like meteors in the daytime, rushing to the place where the sun rises, which is extremely spectacular.

Gradually, there were more and more people on the beach, each of them was in high spirits, with excellent martial arts skills, holding a long sword, riding the wind, and flying the sword across the sea.

Xia Nanyuan asked in surprise, "What are they doing?"

The little chubby boy replied: "The East China Sea is raging, which is rare in the world. Wulin swordsmen use the waves to sharpen their swordsmanship. Over time, when the sword is full of energy, it can overcome the waves. A sword is better than a tsunami and natural disaster."

A swordsman flies across the sky with his sword, like a soaring goshawk, acting recklessly on the sea, fighting the sky.

Occasionally, a few people who are very interested will set off a hundred waves with a single sword, and suddenly, all of them will be full of sword energy, and they will go straight to the sky.

The rest of the people waved their hands, and hundreds of fish jumped out of the sea. When they looked carefully, they turned out to be sword intent, flying away with the waves.

Several people competed in the way of swords, and when the two big waves rose, they collided together.

Xia Nanyuan couldn't help covering her mouth, and sighed, "That's amazing."

"What's the matter?" The little chubby boy smiled, pinched the formula, muttered something, and slapped it with his palm, which directly calmed the two waves that collided with each other.

Several people stared in astonishment.

"Nine grades?"

"It's actually a ninth-rank warrior?"

"Why is it a child?"

The little chubby boy raised his head proudly, and explained: "The thunder is loud, but the rain is light. Their martial arts are not as advanced as those of the sword masters. It takes almost [-]% of their strength to maintain this huge scene, and only ten of them can really attack. One or two."

"I see."

"However, if it is Ye Jianqing, a master of swordsmanship like Frost Moon Sword Immortal will be more imposing and powerful!" After the little fat boy finished speaking, he said a Taoist name and continued: "The way of swords can be described as mysterious and mysterious, even if the master sees it, It's also a headache."

On the cliff, under the leadership of Jiang Wangsheng, Xichu and his party fell headlong into the mud. They had to walk three days longer than the original two-day trip.

Huang Mengjue poked his head out, looked around, and subconsciously said: "Aren't we walking in the official way?"

"Eh? Isn't the official road down there?" Chen Xuan'an pointed to the foot of the mountain.

Wu Qiling wondered, "Why are we on the mountain?"

Everything is silent.

Huang Mengjue couldn't help but asked: "How did you do it? Can you walk from the official road to the mountain?"

Jiang Wangsheng, who was acting as a coachman, was indignant: "You can do it? I haven't traveled such a long distance. I should have hired a coachman."

"Okay, just get off here."

Huang Mengjue jumped out of the car, stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the waves of the East China Sea, and Jianxiu's Yujian Hengkong, and opened his mouth slightly.

"Eh? What are they doing?" Chen Xuan'an asked in confusion.

Wu Qiling explained: "Jianghu swordsmen have no famous masters to guide them, and no sword manuals to use. They can only understand themselves. The raging waves of the East China Sea are the most prosperous, and they can sharpen the way of the sword."

"Really? Then I'll try it too." Holding the sword, Chen Xuan'an leaped down to the East China Sea.

Xia Nanyuan was watching the swordsman walking on the waves, when suddenly a figure descended from the sky.

A sword pierced into the sea, at first it was extremely calm, but suddenly, the sea shook like boiling.

"Boom" sound.

As if a bomb exploded, the waves scattered, forming a ball and spreading around.

The swordsmen who were honing their sword skills were shocked when they saw it, and ran to the shore one after another.

The waves smashed down, shooting them into the sea, and they swam ashore in embarrassment.

Chen Xuan'an laughed loudly, the long sword split the ground and pierced the sky, and the waves from all directions gathered together, like a spiral impact drill, rushing into the sky.

People who are learning from each other in the sky are also wrapped in the waves and blend into the bottom of the sea.

Xia Nanyuan was shocked: "Who is this?"

"His skill is at the ninth rank, and he is stronger than my uncle." The little fat boy paused, and added: "He is a swordsman, and his fighting power is much stronger than that of my uncle."

Immediately, the little chubby boy had a feeling in his heart, looked towards one side of the mountain, pointed there, and said: "It should be that group of people. It's strange, how come the inner strength is so deep."

Xia Nanyuan asked: "Can you see what the number is?"

"Open and close, powerful and powerful, there are many people in Jianghu who follow this way. But when it comes to swordsmanship, I only know that Ji Changkong of our Southern Tang Dynasty is this way."

The little chubby boy tilted his head, "But his attire is in the style of people from Western Chu. I don't know. I'll ask my uncle when the time comes."

Not long after, the old Taoist rushed over.

"Uncle Master, do you know who that person is from? I feel a bit similar to Ji Changkong's path."

The old Taoist frowned and shook his head, "Ji Changkong is using a huge sword. Look at him, he is using Xichu's three-foot green front. Hiss~ The world is so big, I have never heard of such a swordsman."

The little chubby boy pointed to the distance, "I think they are people from that mountain, and they are all very strong."

"My heart sensed the strong man, and I was worried that you were in danger, so I came here in a hurry." The old Taoist replied.

At this time, another person came with a sword and went straight into the waves of the East China Sea.

Huang Mengjue chuckled, "Try with me!"

"it is good!"

Chen Xuan'an used his sword energy to manipulate the waves to attack Huang Mengjue.

With a turn of Huang Mengjue's body, the sword moved up, aroused the sea water, turned into a waterspout, and rose against the wind, becoming bigger and bigger, like a small black hole, devouring the surrounding things endlessly.

Chen Xuan'an was shocked, and swept away with a sword, destroying all obstacles.

The two stepped on the waves and fought with swords. There were a lot of tricks, and all kinds of swordsmanship were used, which caused people around to stop sharpening their swords and chose to wait and see.

The old Taoist frowned, "This woman is also a master of wine. Since when are there so many masters of the ninth rank?"

"Why do I feel that her swordsmanship looks familiar?"

The old Taoist said with emotion: "It is the sword technique of Xichu Chunqiu Sword House! That's right, this move is Chunqiu Sword."

While speaking, Huang Mengjue used his strongest sword.

Chen Xuan'an was shocked, and said in his heart: "Jiang Wangsheng, why can't you afford to play with a woman? You can't beat it and use a big move!"

Panicked, Chen Xuan'an abandoned the epee technique bestowed by Jiang Wangsheng, and used Wu Qiling's under-the-box kung fu.

Chen Xuan'an struck out a sword, and under the sun, it was as if a blue full moon gathered together, and the light of the bright moon turned into sword energy.

He discarded the murderous aura and replaced it with a more mellow sword intent.

The old Taoist hurriedly said, "It's the sword technique of Shuangyue Sword Immortal!"

On the mountain peak, Wu Qiling narrowed his eyes, looking at Chen Xuan'an's sword.

"This sword is really good." Jiang Wangsheng couldn't help admiring.

"Indeed, it's better than I thought. But I've never taught him this kind of swordsmanship." Wu Qiling was a little surprised.

"After watching it for a long time, with his talent, he will naturally learn it." Jiang Wangsheng replied.

Wu Qiling was still puzzled and looked at him.

Jiang Wangsheng didn't say a word, just smiled.

Looking up at the sword dance in white every night, she is proud of the sword.

Thinking back to the peerless figure every day, my mind is distracted.

(End of this chapter)