Ningfengtianxia

Chapter 114 The sword comes out of the world ([-])

Yu Huan came to his senses four hours later.

Because, in that battle in the morning, Tang Xiaozi, who was standing in front of him, actually pulled out the knife he was holding tightly in his palm at the moment of life and death - Yujia Dao! .

No, it's not just the Yu family's sword, but also the Yu family's sword technique - the lightning knife!

The moment gold and iron clashed and fire burst out, everyone stopped breathing.The whole room was filled with Dou Ran condensed in a space without any movement.

Sima Wusheng was horrified, and Yu Huan was even more horrified!
Sima Wu Sheng's attack was very similar to Yagyu Sheng Shuiyue, but the problem was that Tang Ningfeng's attack was the essence of the Yu family's lightning sword technique.If there was a difference, it was that Sima Tanhua's arm was still intact.

To put it another way, Tang Ningfeng controlled this knife better than Yu Huan!

Since then, our young hero Yu Huan has fallen into a state of confusion.

Although, he heard Sima Wu Sheng said in shame that he wanted to withdraw from the world, he also heard that Tang Xiaozi had another plan, asking Mr. Sima to challenge Huangfu Zhui Ri first.

However, these voices were all insubstantial, and his consciousness was completely absorbed by the sword Tang Ningfeng used just now!
Finally, when he woke up, he finally felt relieved.

The problem is not that Tang Ningfeng learned the lightning sword technique of his family, but the "Zen Technique of Great Freedom and Formless Liberation" that Tang Xiaozi learned.

Since it is "great freedom", there is no martial arts that cannot be integrated; since it is "no form", there are no weapons that cannot be used; since it is "liberation", there are no attacks that cannot be resolved!
Therefore, Tang Ningfeng did not use the Yu family's lightning sword technique.

Rather, in the Zen practice of formless liberation, the most perfect solution can be made to the situation and attack at that time!
This is the essence of the "Zen Technique of Great Freedom and Formless Liberation"!
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Once Long Zheng decides to take action, he will never give the other party a chance.

Gong Tianxia did not answer her previous question. He just patted the big head of the big dog, and slowly stood up and faced the row of officers and soldiers on the right.

He wanted to break out of the encirclement, but Commander Long didn't give a second thought. He fanned nine swords and slashed through the air. The strong energy made the opponent's tall and strong horse raise its hooves in fear!
"What a good Long Zheng, do you really want to go against the imperial court?"

Hei Quan, the "Heavenly Punisher" on the horseback, shouted angrily. He stepped forward and immediately hit him hard with the square golden dragon knife.Ding!Ding, ding... nine times in a row, the two sides were competing for their deep internal strength, and each blow was aimed at the opponent's vital point of life and death.

At the same time, two people rushed out from the row of officers and soldiers that Gong Tianxia was facing, shouting loudly: "No traitor will be spared, and they will all be punished on the spot!"

If you take a closer look at the two leading men, they are already in their sixties, their chins are swaying, and they don't look like soldiers.

This is a master!

Shaolin Yinxing frowned slightly, and he was a top master.

"Amitabha——," Master Yinxing sighed with a bitter smile, and whispered to Yang Yan, the "Broken Bronze Sword" beside him: "The poor monk once heard that there are eight great masters in the temple and the imperial court, plus the "Xuntian Yu" The dragon-catching benefactor and the black benefactor, who is the punishment hand of the sky, are collectively called the Ten Dragons Protecting the Heaven of the Righteous Law of the Ming Dynasty!"

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows and stood slightly sideways in front of Master Zong. He chuckled and said every word like stone: "Everyone - it's the same - passed first - this knife in my hand!"

In front of him, Zong Wuwei, who frowned with a pair of thick-edged sword eyebrows, was not only the pair of top masters who were over sixty years old, but also the thousands of troops who were making an uproar around them.

There were not just these hundreds of officers and soldiers around the tea shed; looking at the black troops and horses coming from all directions, there were at least 3000 people.

Soldier King Yu Mo shook the feather fan in his palm and said calmly: "Look, this time the Emperor of the Central Plains plans to kill everyone regardless of good or evil!"

"Ashtu Buddha——, good, good——."

There were tears in the corners of Pang Dongzhan's eyes, and he murmured softly: "How many killings have been caused in the past, how can we see them again today? All living beings don't know the pain of greed, hatred, and suffering, but they still indulge in delusion..."

For him, Pang Dongzhan, he had never seen such a killing scene before.However, for the little monk Fashu, this scene caused him infinite remorse and shame! "Is this really the emperor's will to go to war like this?"

Zang Xueer's eyebrows were lightly knotted, and she was a little disbelieving: "How many years have we been recuperating among the people now? We have finally recovered a little. Moreover, our group includes Shaolin eminent monks, Diangao celebrities, and fellow patrollers, so we should not cause trouble." If something big happens..."

Master Zong Wang suddenly took two steps forward, stood side by side with Miss Zang, snorted coldly, and said: "Miss Zang, do you think there is an ulterior conspiracy?"

If so, then it was under the guise of "killing the traitor Zong Wuwei and his son", but in fact it might be a strategy to strangle power in the court.What's more, maybe someone secretly wants to overthrow Emperor Yongle? !

Master Zong Wang found it ridiculous.

Because, he and his father wanted to defeat the Ming Dynasty and overthrow Zhu Di.

The irony is that someone also wants to seize power and become emperor, but he uses killing himself as a means? !There was a hint of extreme disdain in the corners of his eyes as he sighed.

Because he really understood and understood the struggle at that time.The whole life I followed my father, I almost lived in this kind of life.

As soon as Yang Yan saw the master of the sect stepping forward, he followed suit.After a while, the two old men in sixties rushed out from the chaos, coldly attacked Master Zong, and said with a smile: "Boy, let's see if you can take the hand of our two elders of Qiankun. 』…….”

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Thousands of miles away, someone in Jinling University was tasting Persian wine with a luminous cup.

"This wine tastes very good——."

The man holding the wine glass smiled lightly. The dragon robe he wore was unique, and the power in his palm was the secret ingredient that made him truly drink happily.

"Shall we call Zheng Heming to make another trip to Nanyang the year after next?" He casually ordered the people around him, with the imposing manner of the emperor himself: "Promote the majesty of the Ming Dynasty and let the barbarians know that China is prosperous!"

"Yes——." Someone immediately knelt down to respond.

Suddenly, from behind the silk curtain of the tribute from the Western Regions, a peerless beauty walked out with lotus steps. Her red lips opened slightly and she said: "The emperor is busy with the court day and night, and rarely has time to taste wine. Why are you still thinking about state affairs?"

"Hahaha..., Yin Die'er, you came just in time, drink it with me and enjoy it!" Emperor Yongle laughed several times, hugged the beauty, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "How did that go?"

Yin Die'er smiled coquettishly, as if she was afraid of being tickled, and whispered in her ear: "Report to the emperor, the two sides have been in contact... The Holy One is wise, everything is under the emperor's control, and the two sides are already fighting fiercely. !”

"Okay! Hahaha..." Emperor Yongle looked up and laughed, half hugging and half supporting the beauty to sit down. Suddenly his expression became solemn and he said calmly: "Long Zheng and Hei Quan have used my name to gain power. Sitting tall, all the civil and military officials in the dynasty are afraid of them! Hehe, now I have killed two birds with one stone, making them two tigers fight, and there is no chance of leaving there alive——"

"Your Majesty, don't worry——"

Yin Die'er smiled coquettishly, nestled in Emperor Yongle's arms, and replied in a respectful and solemn voice: "Even the Dazai and the Imperial Academy don't know about this, otherwise those old masters would have to talk about benevolence, justice, morality, and life-saving." Such false teachings as "the kindness should never be forgotten"!

"Hahaha——, good!" Emperor Yongle laughed: "With you leading the eight masters in the palace, I can really sit back and relax! Hahaha..."

He laughed heartily because this was only a small part of the whole strategy.

A truly amazing plan?
Emperor Yongle raised his eyes and looked out the window. The setting sun reflected the snow, so beautiful.He put his arms around the beauty, and suddenly a chilling air from the emperor emerged, and he said ten words: "During the battle of the Holy Tomb, there will be no martial arts in the world!"

—End of Chapter No.17—

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