The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 114 Meteor from the sky
In the quiet room, Fang Xun sat cross-legged with "Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building at Night" placed on his knees. The blade was flashing with arc light, and it seemed like a living thing breathing rhythmically.

Meanwhile, Fang Xun's mind was immersed in the martial arts hall, where he was either practicing the "Eight Continuous Moves of Ruyi Tianmo" in the training grounds, or going to find Zhu Wusi for actual combat.

With the help of the magic of "Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night", he comprehended the most powerful divine sword slash.

Fang Xun is not a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship, but his sword skills can be said to be superb. There are very few swordsmen in the Tongmai realm who can be compared with him.

By analogy, Fang Xun's swordsmanship improved rapidly. He estimated that it wouldn't take long before he could completely master this magic sword, and his level would be almost the same as Ding Peng's before he forgot the sword.

This is also the reason why "Eight Serial Styles of Ruyi Tianmo" is much friendlier than "Three Swords of Avici Path".

The former has a very clear system from low to high, from complex to simple, and can be practiced step by step to success.

Although the magic of "Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night" will affect the mind, this is a long and subtle process and it will take at least several years for obvious signs to appear.

Fang Xun was confident that he would be able to gain enlightenment within half a month and reach the state of 'forgetting the knife' and 'forgetting the sword' like Ding Peng and Xie Xiaofeng.

The magical influence of "Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building One Night" was almost non-existent to him.

The latter, "The Three Swords of Avici Path", is extremely difficult, and if not handled properly it can cause a person's character to change drastically, turning him into a monster that only knows how to kill and be bloodthirsty.

Fang Xun planned to first thoroughly master the "Eight Serial Styles of Ruyi Tianmo" to perfection, and then turn around and integrate the essence of the "Three Knives of Avici Path". This would be much easier.

During the meditation period, his entire temperament changed dramatically.

If we talk about Fang Xun before, he gave people the impression of being a sunny and cheerful boy.

Fang Xun now gives people the impression of being cruel and brutal, as if he has suddenly turned into a big devil who has killed countless people.

Just then, there was a sudden commotion on the street, which spread to the second floor of the inn.

All of a sudden Fang Xun opened his eyes, and his dark pupils moved slightly. Not only Fang Xun, but 'Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night' also instantly restrained himself, without any trace of evil.

He turned into a sunny and cheerful boy again. He stood up and walked quickly to the window, looking at the street through the window.

There were crowds of people on the street, and a large open space was left in the center of the street. Dongfang Que and Yan Ming were confronting two middle-aged men.

Looking at the two familiar faces, Fang Xun curled his lips into a cruel smile.

"Tsk, Duan Hai, Mo Tianming, these two guys are really haunting me. They even followed me here. Haha, since you want to die so much, I will satisfy you!"

Fang Xun turned and left the window, opened the sword box that Yan Ming had been carrying, and saw the Prison Moon Blade and the Bronze Ghost Mask of the Seven Killers lying quietly in the box.

On the street, a large crowd was talking about the four people who were confronting each other in the middle of the street.

Among them, Mo Tianming had long hair draped over his shoulders, a sword hanging at his waist, a string of prayer beads in his hand kept turning, and his face was peaceful. Duan Hai stood beside him with an expressionless face, staring at the two of them.

Dongfang Que didn't take the two of them seriously at all. He just smiled sweetly and said, "Do you two want to fight in public? Two grown men bullying a weak woman like me is not heroic."

The pleasant and melodious sound was as clear as the song of a yellow oriole, which made the onlookers stunned for a moment, as if a string in their brain was plucked, and a feeling of pity unconsciously welled up in their hearts.

Some people even looked at Mo Tianming and Duan Hai with contempt.

Beautiful women have some privileges at all times, especially when they are quarreling.

Two grown men blocking the way of a beautiful woman, it seems a bit wrong no matter how you look at it.

"Amitabha."

Mo Tianming just chanted the Buddhist name without explaining anything, while Duan Hai on the side spoke.

"I know Fang Xun entered the Six Gates and was given a silver badge by the commander-in-chief, Lord Yu, but we can't just brush off Junior Brother Ma Yu's matter, otherwise Master will come to Jiangzhou to ask for an explanation from the Six Gates!"

Yan Ming was immediately furious and wanted to say something, but Dongfang Que raised his hand to suppress him. He smiled and asked the two people opposite him: "I haven't asked who your master is yet?"

Mo Tianming slowly said, "My master is very strict in his discipline."

hiss--

As soon as the words fell, there were gasps from the surroundings, and some even whispered, "The Great Zen Temple killed the evil monk Xin Yan?! The 31st Grandmaster on the Earth Ranking!"

Yan Ming's face changed slightly after hearing this, but he immediately recovered when he thought of Xun Ge'er's magical qualities.

Dongfang Que's expression remained calm. He was not frightened by the other party's title. He just spoke jokingly.

"What a big name! Are you two good-looking but useless guys just pretending to be powerful? You should wait until your master really comes. Yan Ming, let's go!"

Duan Hai's face darkened as he spoke, while Mo Tianming's expression remained unchanged except that he held the rosary in his hand even tighter.

Dongfang Que sneered and ignored the two of them. He turned around and walked straight towards the inn with Yan Ming.

Duan Hai saw this and shouted, "Stop, both of you!"

Dongfang Que and the other man ignored them and just walked on the street. The crowds of onlookers made way for them. They were just watching the excitement. On one side was the disciple of the Great Zen Temple, and on the other side was Fang Xun from the local Six Gates. It was enough for them to just watch the excitement and they would not say anything.

Duan Hai's face turned dark, and he said to Mo Tianming: "Brother, are we just going to let them go like this?"

Mo Tianming shook his head: "This is the territory of Lijian Pavilion. Do you really want to attack in public?"

Duan Hai felt aggrieved after hearing this and didn't know what to say. He just watched Dongfang Que and Yan Ming slowly walk to the door of the inn.

Suddenly, a deep voice was heard on the street.

"Please leave slowly, we also have something to discuss!"

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone on the street, and it also had a sharp feeling.

Dongfang Que and Yan Ming immediately stopped and turned to look at another inn across the street. Duan Hai and Mo Tianming were also stunned for a moment, and the other onlookers were even more surprised.

I saw the crowd across the street parting, and a dozen people walked out of one of the inns.

Everyone in this team had a sword on their waist. Except for the two people in the lead, everyone else was wearing a green robe with a broken sharp blade tattooed on it.

One of them had a resentful look on his face, staring at Dongfang Que and Yan Ming with his eyes fixed.

When the group walked out, sporadic low cheers were heard from the crowd.

"The symbol of Broken Sword Villa is Xiao Qianfeng, the second young master of the Xiao family of Broken Sword Villa?"

Dongfang Que was shocked when he saw the broken sword pattern on their clothes, and then he looked at the two leading men again.

The two men were one old and one young. The young one looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was wearing a blue shirt and had a precious sword hanging around his waist.

The man was tall and handsome, with a pair of calm eyes. When he looked at Dongfang Que, he seemed to be surprised. His eyes suddenly lit up, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his mouth. It seemed that he should be Xiao Qianfeng.

Dongfang Que's gaze only stayed on Xiao Qianfeng for a moment, and then he looked at the old man with a serious look.

The old man was dressed in a gray robe and looked ordinary and nothing special, but Dongfang Que felt a fatal threat in his heart.

'The state of enlightenment!'

At this moment, he and Yan Ming recalled the Li family that was confiscated and exterminated in Sanshui County half a year ago. The second son of the Li family, Li Xiu, was a disciple of Broken Sword Villa.

Apart from Li Xiu, they have no other connection with Broken Sword Villa.

In a flash, Dongfang Que understood what was going on, and looked at Xiao Qianfeng and slowly said, "Mr. Xiao, is this about the Li family in Sanshui County?"

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qianfeng said gently: "Xiao is here to show his respect, but I haven't asked for your name yet."

The onlookers were stunned again.

Isn't Xiao Qianfeng here to cause trouble, but to pick up girls?

On the other side, Mo Tianming couldn't help but frowned, while Dongfang Que and Yan Ming's expressions suddenly became strange.

Just as Dongfang Que calmed down and was about to say something, Mo Tianming on the other side suddenly felt a sense of alarm.

"Murderous!"

The old man next to Xiao Qianfeng seemed to have noticed something. His eyes suddenly focused and he took a step forward to protect everyone in Broken Sword Villa behind him.

Suddenly, the sound of metal and iron was heard.

choke--

A black figure soared into the air, silver sword light burst out, a white rainbow pierced the sun, and fell from the sky with a blazing edge.

Fang Xun, wearing a bronze ghost mask, was like a dazzling light, leaping from the roof into the sky and then swooping down.

It is like a meteor flying from the sky, unpredictable and irresistible.

The Prison Moon Blade in his hand moved in sword style, and a Meteor from the Sky pierced Mo Tianming directly.

A ruthless sword, a ruthless sword.

The light and speed at that moment made Mo Tianming's hair stand on end. The sense of crisis in his heart rose to the limit. Without thinking, he drew the sword at his waist.

At the critical moment, metal and iron collided and sparks flew.

The moment the two knives collided, there was a loud noise that shook the sky, and many onlookers trembled when they heard it.

boom--

(End of this chapter)