After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Cold and hot are contradictory.

But this is exactly how Grand Master Lu Dawei feels.

The ice coldness was the killing intent of that knife.

Hot...it's the fighting spirit of the young man holding the knife!
As for the majestic towering... this is the Mishan Sword. This young man is already able to shepherd mountains at such a young age...

Could it be that he is the great master?

No, Lu Dawei frowned slightly and gently shook the iron fan in his hand.

Before he came to Huang Country, he went to Daoshan once and had a conversation with the owner of the building, Feng Dao, on the Fengyun Tower.

Among them, the knife of Ningguo Mushan Knife was mentioned.

Feng Dao said that although Mushan Sword was founded by disciples who left Fengyun Tower, the path Mushan Sword took in the path of swordsmanship was slightly different from that of Fengyun Tower——

Fengyunlou's sword is like a light breeze and flowing clouds.

It does not focus on momentum, but on duration.

But the Mushan sword is as thick as a mountain, not focusing on length but focusing on momentum.

That is to say, Fengyunlou's sword is soft but durable.

Although the Makuyama sword is powerful, it is... short-lived.

But by different routes, both can kill people.

The sword of Mushan Sword may seem domineering, but after you truly understand the essence of Mushan Sword and truly become a grand master, the gentleness of the sword will be revealed!
Is there a gentle knife?
The knife is certainly not gentle.

He who wields the sword is meek!

A gentle knife wielded by a gentle person...it can still shepherd mountains!

Its Mushan is different.

The mountains it feeds are as heavy as their weight.

There won't be much momentum at all, and there won't be any unnecessary actions.

Just like the water, the mountain will come quietly.

Only in this way can we achieve great success, which is called the great simplicity!

"Is the sword used by the great master of Mushan Road invisible?"

Feng Dao pondered for a few breaths and shook his head: "The Grand Master's sword is still tangible."

"Just like the autumn wind blown by your iron fan can still be felt."

"It's just that the mountain that the great master pastors is not too scary."

"The difference between Fengyunlou's sword and Mushan's sword is that Fengyunlou's sword is not as direct as Mushan's sword."

"Perhaps it's because Fengyun Tower has always been in the clouds. Fengyun Tower's sword has a bit more of the smell of dust, but it lacks a bit of the earthly fireworks of Mushan sword..."

"This stuff is mysterious, but it's not important."

"The important thing is that I have been thinking about it all these years...if martial arts really reaches the invisible realm...then there will be another level above the great master."

"...What day?"

"I don't know. I have sealed the knife and am looking for it."

Lu Dawei didn't look for it. He didn't know how to find it.

After withdrawing his thoughts, he looked at the young man wielding the knife again, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The young man's sword was indeed powerful, but he knew that he was only a half-step master at best.

For such a young half-step grandmaster, his martial arts talent is naturally extremely powerful.

And the identity of Mushan Dao...

If he met him elsewhere, Lu Dawei would not be willing to take action, but now he is the royal servant of this deserted country.

The so-called taking money from others to eliminate disasters for others, then I had no choice but to take the boy's head myself!

That young man died in the deserted country. Even if Mu Shan Dao knew about it, what could he do to me?

So, he flew into the air, and the iron fan in his hand suddenly bloomed with a silver light.

He waved the iron fan in the air and slapped Wang Zhenghaoxuan.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan just swung his sword, and a mountain came...

He yelled:
"If you don't want to die, let me get out of my way!"

This is not because Wang Zhenghaoxuan is kind in his heart, but because he really killed too many people.

Every time a knife is struck, dozens or hundreds of people will die!
The blood of those people pooled on the ground.

The snow on the ground had already been trampled into water by the dense crowd of people.

The blood is in that water.

The water that was originally turbid is now dark because of the blood!

But those Huangren soldiers were still brave and not afraid of death.

They come one after another to die!

At this moment, Wang Zhenghaoxuan did not feel indifferent to life. Instead, he felt a little in awe.

I just want to save my father, why are you so desperate!
It doesn't matter if you go all out, the premise of going all out is that you have at least a little chance. But under his own sword, these barren people who don't understand martial arts at all have any chance.

If it weren't for his father who was trying to save, the knife in his hand might have stopped.

But obviously my father's life is more important than the lives of these deserted people.

He didn't stop.

But he suddenly raised his head and was shocked——

He felt a gust of wind coming!
Just as the wind blew, the mountain he was grazing disappeared!

This is a special code!

The mountain was blown away by the wind!
What kind of evil spirit is this?
Then, he saw the wind and the man blowing the wind.

The wind is like autumn wind.

Although it is not as biting as the winter wind, it still has a killing and ruthless smell.

that person……

Fan Nimei’s fan!
Wang Zhenghaoxuan was furious!
Holding a long sword in his hand, he glared angrily at Lu Dawei who descended from the sky. With luck in his Dantian, his body suddenly rose from the ground!

Strike with a knife!

The mountains become more and more towering.

He struck at Lu Dawei with a knife and cursed:
"Where did you come from, old man? Go to hell!"

Lu Dawei was quite surprised by Wang Zhenghaoxuan's sword, because it was very amazing.

But as a great master, he knew very well that this mountain was just a picture drawn by the young man opposite who used a knife as a pen, inner strength as ink, and space as paper.

This painting will kill you.

But it couldn't kill him, Lu Dawei.

Because he is a grand master, not the kind of grand master who has just stepped through the door of grand master.

He has been immersed in the realm of a great master for twenty years!

Not to mention his understanding of martial arts, just his internal strength alone, this young man's paintings cannot contain him.

He smiled slightly and stood in the air, shaking the fan in his hand again.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan suddenly stopped in the air.

The knife in his hand was still full of fighting spirit, but the mountain... was blown away again!
Wang Zhenghaoxuan finally understood that the bad old man opposite was very powerful.

But as someone who had killed a great master before, he was not afraid of it.

This time, he no longer pastors the mountains.

The knife that was originally as heavy as a mountain suddenly became light and airy.

Lu Dawei's originally joking eyes also disappeared at this moment.

His pupils shrank slightly, because the edge of the knife in the young man's hand gradually faded and became gentle!
gentle?

How could the word gentle come to mind?

At this moment, Wang Zhenghaoxuan also felt an unprecedented sense of relief because he had given up on Mu Shan.

His whole person suddenly entered an extremely wonderful state——

The moon is still like a hook.

There are still those miserable screams in my ears.

There is still the old man holding a fan in front of me.

But all of this seemed to have nothing to do with him.

It was as if he had jumped out of the three realms and was watching all this as a bystander.

Just like when I was a kid, I squatted under the old banyan tree in the yard and watched a group of busy ants.

Suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of confidence in his heart——

He could crush the old man opposite him like an ant.

What he didn't know was that Lu Dawei was extremely shocked by this moment!
Under the powerful aura of a great master like him, it was actually difficult for him to lock onto the young man opposite him!

There is only one situation -

The other party's realm is higher than your own!

It’s not that he has transcended the realm of a grand master, but that the other party’s understanding of the realm of a grand master is higher than his own!
How can this be?

This is simply impossible!

Lu Dawei decided to strike first.

So, with a sharp look in his eyes, he waved the iron fan in his hand, and suddenly a storm surged.

It's still autumn wind.

But every ray of wind is a deadly sword!
He believed that the young man opposite could not escape his overwhelming sword no matter what!
But at this critical moment, a woman's voice exploded in the air like thunder:
"Son... catch your father!"

"The old guy bullies the younger ones... and kills me with a knife!" (End of Chapter)