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Chapter 279 Xie Xiaofeng’s Sword

A small border town, a courtyard.

The courtyard is quiet and the maples are red and yellow.

Under the old tree with withered leaves, there is an incense table with a burner of incense and a pot of wine on it.

Murong Fu stood with his hands behind his back, raising a glass with his right hand, as if waiting for someone.

Not far behind him, Big Boss and Lei Hu were also waiting patiently.

They naturally knew who Murong Fu was waiting for and why he was waiting for this person.

Just because this person has an unusual identity, he is the former third young master of Shenjian Villa.

There may have been many third young masters in the world, but the third young master of Shenjian Villa is the one who attracts the most attention.

The name "Excalibur Villa" may have been taken advantage of in recent years, but as long as the name "Excalibur Villa" is mentioned, anyone will have a little respect for it.

Looking at the tired man in front of him, Murong Fu said meaningfully: "Because you are Xie Xiaofeng!"

"Since you're here, you should understand why I'm looking for you!"

Suddenly a figure appeared in the courtyard. His face was greasy and his clothes were ragged, but as long as he stood there, no one would look down upon him.

Xie Xiaofeng nodded and agreed immediately.

Murong Fu's tone was full of confidence, as if he never worried that he would lose.

But his keen senses as a superb swordsman were still there. Not long after the two met, he noticed the horror of the man in front of him because he couldn't detect his Qi at all.

But they are not as good as the ancestors of the Xie family, because there is still a plaque from that year in Shenjian Villa.

The third young master of the Xie family!
The big boss doesn’t know why the third young master chose to fake his death and wander around the world, nor why he appears in this small border town.

But he was extremely happy in his heart, glad that he didn't have to face this third young master!
……

Soon this man arrived at the big boss's mansion, but he did not walk in immediately. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the figure tied to the pillars of the mansion.

This plaque has gone through two hundred years of ups and downs with the Xie family, just because it contains five golden words: "The Best Sword in the World."

Unexpectedly, the young figure on the pillar had his eyes closed, unwilling to look at him at all.

The figure tied to the pillar is a young man, who looks gentle and capable, but he seems to see the suffering and hardship that the young man has experienced along the way.

Seeing that Xie Xiaofeng still felt tired deep in his heart, Murong Fu continued.

"it is good!"

Since then, the Shenjian Villa under the "Cuiyun Peak, Green Water Lake" has become a holy place in the martial arts world and a forbidden place for people in the martial arts world.

"You came!"

Xie Xiaofeng's tone rarely sounded tired.

At that time, the ancestor of the Xie family, Xie Tian, ​​was respected by famous heroes all over the world for his martial arts and character, and this was how he founded the "Excalibur Villa".

"Since you understand, then rest first!"

Murong Fu said calmly: "Yes, your current condition is not at its best. If you take action now, you will only die!"

Countless ancestors of the Xie family could not afford the reputation of "The Best Sword in the World", but seven years ago, there was a man who was recognized as worthy of these five words in the world!
only one person!

Xie Xiaofeng raised his head and asked.

Just because it has a history of two hundred years. Two hundred years ago, famous knights from all over the world gathered in Huashan to talk about martial arts and swords.

From a distance, he might not be as well-dressed as a beggar on the street.

This man was only wearing a thin piece of clothing, and it looked like it was made of the cheapest coarse cloth, and it already had a few holes in it.

Xie Xiaofeng naturally understood the implication of the other party's words. When he appeared as the third young master of Excalibur Villa, he could not lose, because his success or failure was related to the reputation of Excalibur Villa for hundreds of years.

Murong Fu seemed to notice something under the maple tree, and suddenly turned around and looked at the courtyard.

What's more, now he is no longer Aji, but the third young master of Shenjian Villa.

"I am coming!"

At the end of the long street, a figure has appeared.

Just because his back was as straight as an unsheathed sword, as if he was deliberately announcing his presence.

Since Xie Tian passed away, every owner of Shenjian Villa has had a glorious history and done some earth-shattering things.

Seeing this, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Although he has been depressed and lonely in recent years, he has been wandering in the market and cut off contact with the world.

"rest?"

The wind was as cold as a knife and there was snow in the sky.

There seemed to be a trace of helplessness in Xie Xiaofeng's eyes, and he nodded immediately and said, "That's right, because I am Xie Xiaofeng!"

"You can take a bath and rest first. When you recover tomorrow, it won't be too late for you and me to fight again!"

He seemed to understand something, so he turned around and walked into the big boss's mansion.

Anyone who has just experienced the unsatisfactory recognition of father and son will feel a little tired.

If he hadn't been standing in front of someone, he probably wouldn't have noticed the other person right away.

He understands that the person in front of him will be the most powerful enemy he has ever encountered in his life, and he is not in the best condition yet, so he will naturally not refuse.

As for worrying about plotting, this suspicion was completely dispelled when he saw the other party for the first time.

It should be noted that there are two types of people in the world who disdain to use conspiracy and tricks. One is the person with noble character, and the other is the person who is extremely confident in himself.

In Xie Xiaofeng's eyes, the man in white in front of him belongs to the second type.

In particular, even the "Fengyun Leihu" of the past was willing to be his messenger.

As the former residence of the big boss, the items used inside are naturally extremely luxurious, and some features are even better than those of Famous Sword Villa.

At least there are no hot springs in Mingjian Villa.

It turns out that there is a hot spring behind this mansion. After being discovered by the big boss, he specially dug it out and built a hot spring.

Originally, he was the only one who could enjoy this hot spring, but now there was an extra person, and that was Xie Xiaofeng.

"Third Young Master, please enjoy it!"

The big boss stood outside the hot spring. As he clapped his hands, the two beautiful girls got into the hot spring naked and massaged Xie Xiaofeng's shoulders very skillfully to soothe his muscles.

Xie Xiaofeng raised his head and said, "Have you even prepared this?"

As a prodigal son in love, Xie Xiaofeng is naturally not a child. A man like him usually does not hide his desire for a woman.

The girl's waist was still very slender, and her beautiful body soon aroused the hidden fire deep in his heart.

It had been too long since he had been close to a woman, especially a girl like this.

The big boss said: "I didn't prepare this originally, but the young master told me that the third young master has this habit!"

"Does he even know this?"

Xie Xiaofeng's tone changed slightly.

He needs women.

Most people in the world believe that on the eve of a decisive battle, one must not approach women. Female sex always takes a toll on one's physical strength.

Xie Xiaofeng's view is different. He believes that it is not a loss, but a blending.

Wine is originally impermeable to water, but aged Nerubang must seep in some water first to evoke the aroma of the wine.

The same goes for him. This battle may very well be his last.

The opponent he met in this battle was probably the strongest in his life. Before the decisive battle, he must let himself relax completely. Only a woman can make him completely relaxed.

He is Xie Xiaofeng.

Xie Xiaofeng can never be defeated!
So as long as he was striving for victory, he couldn't worry too much about other things.

"There are very few people who can hide something from the Young Master, including the Third Young Master!"

After saying this, the big boss's tone clearly showed a hint of reverence.

Hearing the reverence in the big boss's tone, Xie Xiaofeng couldn't help but become curious. He was really curious about the identity of the man in white.

Because he understood that even he would find it difficult to convince "Feng Yun Lei Hu", and it would also be difficult for this big boss who was in charge of the entire border town to choose to surrender without any complaints.

……

The next day, the wind and snow had stopped.

The snow in the courtyard had been cleared early, and Murong Fu also appeared in the courtyard early.

Soon Xie Xiaofeng also appeared. Now he had put on clean and comfortable clothes, had just finished breakfast, and even had a glass of wine.

The wine was fifty-year-old daughter's red, and even he rarely drank it for such a long time.

So even though the war was coming, he still drank a small cup.

"Have you rested?"

Looking at Xie Xiaofeng, whose spirit had changed significantly from yesterday, Murong Fu asked.

"Get some rest!"

Xie Xiaofeng nodded and replied.

Last night was the best night of rest he had had in seven years of wandering.

"Now that you have rested, let's choose your own sword!"

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng nodding in acknowledgement, Murong Fu clapped his hands, and soon saw his servant walking out holding a sword in both hands.

"Due to the long journey, I couldn't borrow the sword from the Excalibur Villa in time, but I believe you can see that these three swords are also rare and famous swords in the world!"

Looking at the three swords in front of him, Murong Fu turned his eyes as if he was lost in memories.

"I can see that!"

Xie Xiaofeng looked at one of the simple, dark and heavy iron swords, and his expression turned solemn.

Murong Fu said calmly: "Can you really see that?"

"This is the Songyang Iron Sword!"

Xie Xiaofeng recognized the sword after just one glance.

In the past, the Peng Yang Iron Sword was popular all over the world and ranked fourth among the weapons. There were not many people in the world who didn't recognize this sword.

Moreover, he had seen this sword with his own eyes many years ago and recognized that it was not a fake, but that it was actually the iron sword collected in the Hidden Sword Pavilion of Peng Yang Iron Sword Villa.

But one thing he couldn't figure out was that the swordsmanship of Peng Yang Iron Sword Villa was not only a secret that was not passed down, but even this sword was rarely revealed to outsiders.

It has been kept in the Hidden Sword Pavilion, so...

"Are you curious?"

Murong Fu said.

"I am indeed curious!"

Xie Xiaofeng nodded and sighed.

Murong Fu said: "The Songyang Iron Sword was left outside for a while, but someone found it for them."

Xie Xiaofeng said: "So?"

"So if this person comes to ask them to borrow a sword, do you think the Songyang Guo family will agree to lend him a sword?"

Having said this, a smile appeared on Murong Fu's lips.

After hearing this, Xie Xiaofeng's expression became solemn.

As the heir to the Divine Sword Villa, he had naturally heard of this rumor, and the Songyang Iron Sword was said to have been lost in the hands of Guo Songyang's cousin.

Guo Songyang's cousin is Guo Ding.

Although Guo Ding's reputation is not as good as that of his brother Guo Songyang, it is said that he was already one of the few masters of swordsmanship in the world. Not long after he entered the world, he defeated Nangong Yuan, who was once one of the seven masters of the world, with a move of "both jade and stone".

But he was defeated by someone, and coincidentally, this person also had the surname Murong.

This man with the compound surname Murong once teamed up with the famous hero Ye Kai to fight against the Demon Cult, and it was he who personally returned the iron sword to the Guo family.

But this story has been going on for nearly a hundred years. No matter how great martial arts people were at that time, how could they still be alive?

"See what you have guessed?"

Seeing Xie Xiaofeng's expression change, Murong Fu knew what he had thought.

"You know the Songyang Iron Sword, but these two swords should be familiar to you too?"

After saying this, Murong Fu clapped his hands again.

Soon, two people appeared in front of Xie Xiaofeng, each holding a sword.

One of the swords looked like an elegant long sword from a distance. It was made of fine steel and was very sharp. There were pine lines on the back of the sword and the blade was still shining.

"This sword is the sword of Lu Di, the former 'Swordsman in White'. You should have heard of his name!"

Looking at Xie Xiaofeng not far away, Murong Fu said slowly.

"White Swordsman" Lu Di, he is the nephew of "Silver Halberd Wenhou" Lu Fengxian. He was defeated by the Wudang Sect. It is said that he was the leader of the Wudang Sect disciples of that generation.

And he also has an identity, that is, one of the four heavenly kings in the most mysterious Western Demonic Cult.

Xie Xiaofeng nodded, but his expression changed slightly.

The other sword was as red as blood, both inside and outside, as red as a rose in spring.

Looking at the sword, Murong Fu slowly explained: "This sword is the 'Rose Sword', and its owner should be familiar to you. It is Yan Nanfei who ranked first in the 'Celebrity List' back then. His sword itself contains poison, so the sword energy and wind also contain poison!"

"It is indeed a good sword!"

Xie Xiaofeng seemed to understand something completely at this moment. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Murong Fu not far away, his eyes clearly revealed: "You are him!"

If these three swords have anything in common, it is that they were lost to the same person back then.

And this person's surname is Murong, which is a single name with a compound character.

Some people in the world have even remotely connected it with the Murong family of the "Qixingtang" in the south of the Yangtze River, but Xie Xiaofeng knows that there is no connection between the two.

But he didn't expect that a person who was famous all over the world a hundred years ago would actually appear in front of him.

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Yes, it's me!"

"I finally understand why you came to me..."

Xie Xiaofeng raised his head and looked at the man in white who still looked ageless after a hundred years. Xie Xiaofeng's tone rarely became complicated.

"If you still want to rest, I can continue to wait for you!"

As if he could see the changes in Xie Xiaofeng's thoughts, Murong Fu suggested.

"No need, it's better to choose a different day than to hit it!"

Xie Xiaofeng shook his head, then slowly walked up and picked up the pine pattern sword.

(End of this chapter)