I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 32: People are eating melons, and their homes are destroyed

Above Luoyang, sword light shot up into the sky with a magnificent momentum!
The heart of the sword is boundless, with mountains, rivers and peaks within it, with Yanxi Stone City as its sharp edge, Qi and Dai as its edge, Jin and Wei as its spine, Zhou and Song as its hilt, and Han and Wei as its sides.

It is surrounded by the four barbarians, wrapped by the four seasons, circled by the Bohai Sea, and belted by the Changshan Mountains!
The power of sword is infinite and endless, it is governed by the five elements and judged by punishment and virtue!

The sword energy is boundless and immeasurable, it opens with yin and yang, lasts through spring and summer, runs through autumn and winter, cycles over and over again, never stopping!

Heart, mind and qi, the three swords become one.

This sword was so straight, so high, so low, and so wieldy that it could cut through the clouds above and the earth below. Before it even struck Xuanjun's body, his divine body had already suffered the shock and was on the verge of collapse.

He also let out a desperate roar, and his angry roar resounded through the sky: "Ah!!! Imperial Dragon Qi, the Sword of the Son of Heaven!"

As the sword light fell, Xuanjun's soul was instantly destroyed by the incomparable vast sword light. His divine source was shattered, and his divine body broke into five sections. It fell from the sky like a meteor, smashing down houses and stirring up large amounts of sawdust and smoke.

The blood rain falling from the sky dyed the Luo River black and red.

The fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs in the river swarmed in, devouring the blood containing thought energy and vital energy. Their bodies grew rapidly, and the light in their eyes became clearer, obviously increasing their intelligence.

A whale falls and everything comes into being.

Xuanjun's essence, blood, and soul are no less than those of the giant whales in the sea. In the next few years, there will probably be many more monsters and spiritual beasts in Luoshui, and countless legends will be spread among the local people.

"Emperor Master!"

"It's the Imperial Master who took action!"

"The title of Sword Saint is truly worthy of its reputation. It only took one strike of the sword to kill the evil dragon!"

"It's so scary, so scary!"

Wang Yue's move astonished the entire Luoyang city.

Countless people who had originally looked down on the Yanhan Dynasty because of the death of Emperor Ling, now had to curb their ambitions and act cautiously.

Although Liu Hong is dead, there is still a Sword Saint Wang Yue in Luoyang!
Although the Five Emperors Dragon Fist is temporarily gone, the Snake-Slaying Sword is still here!
Putting aside other things, just looking at the power of the sword just now, even if the legendary immortal from heaven came, he would die under the sword, let alone mortals like them.

At Zhonglang's residence, Wang Jing watched the dark clouds above his head dispersing and the golden sun shining in the sky. Such a wonderful sight really made him feel emotional for a long time.

It was really that the scene just now was too shocking.

He had personally experienced Xuanjun's power, but such a powerful divine beast or god could not even withstand a single sword attack and was killed on the spot.

To be honest, killing a chicken is not that easy!

At least the chicken will struggle a few times, right?

As a result, Xuanjun was beheaded without any resistance, his body was broken into several sections, and his blood spilled into the Luo River.

Guo Jia was also half a swordsman, so he was also deeply shocked by Wang Yue's amazing sword skills: "He can use the sword heart of a commoner's sword to forcibly drive the sword intent and sword energy of the emperor's sword. The title of Sword Saint is really well-deserved."

"It's a pity that Wang Yue is not an emperor on earth. The aura of the true dragon emperor on his body is borrowed, not his own. Although the power of this sword is still extraordinary, it is still lacking. It is difficult to reproduce the style of Emperor Gaozu who defeated 400,000 Xiongnu soldiers with a sword during the siege of Baima."

Listening to Guo Jia's praise, Wang Jing couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Emperor Gaozu escape the disaster by following Chen Ping's strategy and bribing the Xiongnu Yanshi with a large sum of money?"

Guo Jia sneered at this and said, "How is it possible? Maodun, the Khan of the Xiongnu, killed his father to ascend to the throne. Would such a ruthless man let go of the big fish that has fallen into his net just because of a few words from the person next to him?"

"Back then, Emperor Gaozu advanced with a light force and was surrounded, but with Chixiao in hand and the emperor riding a sword, Morton personally led an army of 400,000 to launch an attack, but he was still blocked by the sword energy and could not advance an inch. If not for this, how could he give up so easily?"

"In the end, Morton was worried that he would be surrounded by the Han army if he went deep into the enemy's territory alone, so he had no choice but to accept the gifts sent by the Han envoy. The two sides stopped fighting and the battle ended in a draw."

Wang Jing understood immediately after hearing this and said with a smile, "I see. Maodun was the Khan of the Xiongnu. He was afraid that his reputation would be ruined if he accepted the gift, so he said it was the woman around him who persuaded him. Even if someone holds him accountable for this matter in the future, the fault lies with the beauty, and he is still the great Khan of the Xiongnu."

"The Spring and Autumn style of writing is to avoid mentioning the names of respected people. It has always been like this."

After Guo Jia finished speaking, his eyes became solemn. "Xuan Jun has the decree of deification, and he is a true god deified by the court. For several years, he has used dragon blood to refine pills, eliminated plague, and saved countless lives. He is very diligent. If you count carefully, he has made contributions to the Han Dynasty and benefited the people. Such a meritorious minister was killed by Wang Yue with a sword. This is a loss of morality."

Wang Jing thought: "Lose the Way? Is it the same as 'those who have the Way will have many supporters, while those who have the Way will have few supporters'?"

"Yes, Mencius said: The people of a country are not bounded by frontiers, a country is not secured by the dangers of mountains and rivers, and the world is not intimidated by the power of weapons. Those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few. Wang Yue is not an emperor. Even if he has the status of an emperor's teacher, he is still a minister in essence. Even if Xuan Jun is guilty, it is not his turn to punish him. It can only be said that the Yuan family of Runan was deliberate and far-sighted, and Wang Yue was a warrior after all, and he easily fell into their calculations."

After Guo Jia's words, Wang Jing came to his senses and suddenly realized: "You mean, Wang Yue doesn't know Xuan Jun's true identity?"

Guo Jia shook his head: "It's useless to know. If Wang Yue doesn't use all his strength to kill Xuan Jun with one sword, how can he deter the villains? The Runan Yuan family is well prepared and the timing is too clever. It's like a woven spider web. As long as the prey falls into it, it doesn't matter whether it moves or not. The result is the same."

While the two were talking, in front of the Nine Dragon Gate in the Nangong Jiade Hall of the Luoyang Imperial City, Wang Yue was about to sheath his sword when he was suddenly attacked by the backlash of dragon energy. The blood and energy in his body suddenly surged, causing him to suffer severe injuries.

Wang Yue was seen bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his steps staggered. Finally, he used his sword to stab the ground and barely stood up. "Disgraceful and unrighteous, the dragon's energy backfired? How could this be!"

"Master!"

Shi A hurried forward to help: "Are you hurt?"

Wang Yue breathed in and out hurriedly, concentrating his energy and suppressing his injuries.

After a long while, Wang Yue finally caught his breath. He quickly told Shi A, "Inform the Empress Dowager immediately and have someone block the news. Don't let He Jin and the others know about this!"

"Yes, my disciple understands."

Shi A responded by retreating and hurried to Yongle Palace to report the news.

However, Yuan Shao did not give Wang Yue any chance to react. When Xuanjun was beheaded, he offered advice to He Jin, and He Jin followed his advice and quickly took action, summoning his troops to go to Xiyuan to kill Jian Shuo.

Xiyuan Parade Ground, where Emperor Lingdi used to recruit brave warriors for military exercises, has now become the tomb of Jian Shuo.

"Yuan Shao! Yuan Shu! Cao Cao! I am the minister entrusted by the late emperor, yet you are leading your people to surround and kill me. Are you planning a rebellion?"

Jian Shuo was wearing golden armor and had disheveled hair. Although he was in a very miserable state due to the siege, he still held his sword and roared wildly, glaring at Yuan Shao and others.

Yuan Shao sneered: "You are the one who wanted to rebel. You set up a trap to murder the general. If you are convicted, your entire family should be executed."

"I have the late emperor's will. He Jin is the traitor!"

Jian Shuo was so angry that he was about to go mad. He was entrusted with the care of the emperor Lingdi and had the imperial edict in his hand. He thought he could just raise his arm and call on everyone to respond, kill He Jin and other rebels, and help the second prince Liu Xie ascend the throne, so that he could gain the credit of following the emperor.

It’s a pity that no one cares about the dead emperor.

The so-called will is even more of a joke.

In this world, fists are the only way to speak. Otherwise, your words will just be nonsense and no one will listen.

Yuan Shu held a rapier in his hand, his eyes were defiant, and he sneered as he looked at Jian Shuo: "Last Will? What last will? I think it's a forged edict made by you, a castrated dog! Today I want to see how you can still show off your prestige as a lieutenant!"

After saying this, Yuan Shu tapped the ground with his toes and leaped up. He drew his sword in mid-air and stabbed it towards Jian Shuo like a comet hitting the moon.

The sword has a slender body and a sharp tip.

A cold light shot out, and then the sword light split into two, blooming into a silver sword flower that could take a person's life.

In an instant, a mixture of real and fake sword energy broke through the air and turned into sword shadows all over the sky. It was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake and it was impossible to defend against. It directly enveloped Jian Shuo's vital points, obviously intending to kill him!

"Sword Qi with Splitting Light? You think you can kill me with just such a trivial trick? Break it for me!"

Jian Shuo relied on countless secret medicines to nourish his body, and had already achieved great martial arts skills, with the strength to move mountains.

He just let out a long roar in anger, and then jumped and slashed with the greatsword in his hand. As he swung it upwards, the sword energy was like a waterfall, with unparalleled power, enough to pierce a copper cauldron, cut through iron, and make everything in his body as hard as glutinous rice!
The wild and ferocious sword energy broke through Yuan Shu's dense sword curtain head-on. No matter whether your moves are fake or real, I can defeat you with my force and blow you up head-on!

Amid a series of clanging sounds, Yuan Shu's sword moves were broken, and he immediately used his flexible body to gain leverage to fly back.

"Eunuch, stop being so arrogant!"

Yuan Shao shouted in a deep voice, and the famous sword Tai'a in his hand was unsheathed. The sword of mighty Dao was extremely powerful, and the majestic sword intent was like a rushing river, slashing towards Jian Shuo.

"What can the sword of might do to me?"

Jian Shuo did not dodge or evade, but held his sword horizontally to resist.

The two swords collided with such force as thunder and such explosive energy that the bricks and stones beneath their feet were shattered into pieces by the criss-crossing sword energy. The ground seemed to have been plowed, leaving behind hideous sword marks several feet deep.

"Hmm, it can actually block the mighty sword intent of Tai'a Sword?"

There was a hint of surprise on Yuan Shao's face, obviously he had not expected this.

Jian Shuo wielded the sword with both hands like a wounded lone wolf. Even when he was forced into a desperate situation, he still bared his teeth and refused to surrender.

He just laughed wildly: "You have a famous sword, don't I have one?" Cao Cao stood with his sword in hand. Although he didn't make a move, his aura had already locked onto Jian Shuo. When he looked at the giant sword in his hand, he also showed a thoughtful expression: "It's blunt and heavy, without a sharp edge or blade, and can block Tai'a's mighty sword intent. This sword should be the Juque Sword forged by the famous swordsmith Ou Yezi in the Spring and Autumn Period. Its blade is incomparably hard and was once called 'The Supreme in the World'. Other swords at that time did not dare to compete with it."

Yuan Shu said with disdain: "It is nothing more than relying on the superior material. Without enough luck and the sword spirit, what use is it? Such a defective sword and a defective person are a match made in heaven."

As a eunuch, Jian Shuo was a "defective" person. Normally, he was most afraid of others talking about this matter. But now he was humiliated by Yuan Shu and was really furious.

"Zhuzi, you are looking for death!"

When Juque moves, the world will be broken!

A famous sword is a famous sword. In those days, King Yunchang of Yue ordered Ou Yezi to forge five swords. Ou Yezi used the spirit of heaven and all his skills to forge three big swords and two small swords, making a total of five famous swords.

Juque, Zhanlu, Chunjun, Shengxie and Yuchang came into being and were collectively known as the "Five Swords of Yue".

And Juque is the best among them. It was once called "Eight Famous Swords" together with Chengying, Chunjun, Yuchang, Tai'a, Zhanlu, Longyuan and Gongbu. It was famous in the world and known among all the nations!
Unfortunately, due to bad luck, Juque never met a wise master and ultimately failed to become one of the top ten famous swords.

A famous sword is a famous sword, and its name comes from the sword.

For those who have a name, any iron is also a divine weapon.

Even the nameless and divine things must keep themselves hidden.

But even so, Yuan Shu could not resist the power of the famous sword. The rapier in his hand was named Zhongxing, and it was forged in the third year of Jianning during the reign of Emperor Ling Liu Hong. There were four of them in total. It was good for close combat and could penetrate golden armor, but it was not good for defense.

Therefore, with just one sword strike, Yuan Shu was slashed by Jian Shuo and vomited blood and flew back. The Zhongxing Sword could not bear the weight and broke.

The three-sided siege suddenly revealed a gap.

Jian Shuo did not dare to continue fighting and immediately withdrew.

Cao Cao immediately drew his sword and chased after him: "Don't run, you bastard! Leave your life behind!"

The Sword of Yitian could cut through iron like mud. As soon as it was unsheathed, it emitted a flash of cold light, which made Jian Shuo's hair stand on end and his back feel cold. He had to turn around to block it.

"Cao Cao! Don't forget that your grandfather Cao Teng was also a eunuch!"

Cao Cao did not respond, but the sword in his hand became even sharper.

Dang~
With two swords protecting him, Jian Shuo seemed to be attacking but was actually defending. Taking advantage of Cao Cao's violent attacks, he retreated repeatedly, and from time to time he swung his sword to kill the imperial guards who were besieging him.

At this time in the Xiyuan parade ground, former comrades were killing each other. They each served their own master and had no choice.

Seeing his trusted warriors fall one by one, Jian Shuo became more and more desperate: "Why didn't the Imperial Master come to help with his sword after the distress signal was sent out?!"

However, Jian Shuo had no idea that Wang Yue was being plotted against by the Yuan family and was seriously injured at the moment, making it impossible for him to come to the rescue.

Having lost his two great supports, Wang Yue and the Snake-Slaying Sword, and being ambushed by He Jin, Jian Shuo was unable to hold on alone, and his defeat was inevitable.

But the trapped beast still fights. Even in despair, Jian Shuo still swings his sword and fights, trying to cut a bloody path through the crowd, step on the corpses of the enemies, survive the catastrophe, and get out of the deadly situation!
Holding the famous sword Juque and wearing gilded tiger-patterned armor, he fought hard and managed to break through the heavy encirclement of Yuan Shao and Cao Cao amidst the huge crowds of people.

"Captain, hurry up, we will cover your retreat!"

The remaining dozens of personal soldiers fought bravely and stayed where they were to resist the pursuers.

Although Jian Shuo was heartbroken and touched the Emperor Ling's will in his arms, he did not dare to stay and retreated towards the palace in a hurry.

He also fantasized that as long as he entered the palace, he could save his life and property.

However, the road to the east leading to Yong'an Palace had already been blocked by troops sent by He Jin. Jian Shuo had no choice but to flee all the way south. Passing through Xishi, he was covered in blood and caused great chaos.

Merchants from various states and counties, and even foreign merchants from outside the region, were all shocked by the scene before them.

"Get out of the way, get out of my way!"

Jian Shuo was like a stray dog. Whenever he encountered anyone blocking his way, he would swing his sword and kill them without thinking. In an instant, broken limbs and arms flew everywhere, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"Killed!"

"What are you standing there for? Report to the police!"

"He is one of the Ten Eunuchs!"

The Ten Eunuchs were notorious in Luoyang, and the men who dared to hunt down even the Ten Eunuchs were obviously not people a group of merchants could afford to offend. So, one by one they said they had reported to the authorities, and they didn't even dare to stay where they were, and all hid far away to avoid being implicated.

The fear of death and the smell of blood caused panic to spread quickly.

Jian Shuo did not dare to stop, and in a panic, he broke into the official residence where Wang Yun lived.

Boom~
Wang Jing was playing Go leisurely with Guo Jia, and was about to lose. As he was scratching his head, he suddenly heard a loud bang. Looking back, he saw that the brick wall of his backyard had collapsed, leaving a gap as wide as two people.

In the smoke and dust, green bricks and green tiles were scattered all over the ground.

"Fuck, destroying the house?"

Wang Jing got angry on the spot and stopped playing chess. He walked forward angrily and said, "Who are you? Are you walking without eyes?"

"I am Jian Shuo, the captain of the upper army. Whose family are you from? Quickly escort me to the palace to meet the Empress Dowager. After the matter is accomplished, I will ensure that you can be a farmer in the morning and enter the emperor's palace in the evening!"

"Ten Eunuchs Jian Shuo?"

Wang Jing's eyes flashed instantly. When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other!
Without thinking, he drew his sword and killed.

A hundred battles with the sword!
The third knife!

The domineering sword style is so powerful that it can overturn mountains and seas and shake thousands of troops!
The sharp edge of the Seven Star Blade was revealed, transforming into a silver-white streak, and it slashed down angrily with a domineering posture that could sweep away thousands of troops.

However, although the sword was sharp, it was still blocked by the armor.

Jian Shuo was protected by his official aura, and the gilded tiger-patterned armor on his body was indestructible at the moment. Even if a Seven-Star Sword was used to cut it, it could only make a series of sharp and piercing sounds that would make people's teeth ache, and finally leave a shallow scratch, failing to break the defense.

The sword technique that can be used in hundreds of battles, the domineering sword style emphasizes meaning rather than form.

The power of majesty lies in the spirit, not in the sword!

The armor could block the visible Seven Star Sword, but it could not block the invisible sword of the Tyrant Sword that was powerful enough to shake thousands of troops. The sword intent condensed from divine thoughts ruthlessly slashed at the enemy's soul.

Jian Shuo was caught off guard and his soul was beheaded.

Although it was not fatal, the pain made him dizzy and his consciousness became hazy.

"Fengxiao, don't just stand there, come and help!"

"I finally won a game against you, and you're trying to cheat on me, right?"

Although he complained, Guo Jia was not at all ambiguous when it came to taking action.

He pressed the button suddenly, and the black and white chess pieces on the board turned into flowing sword shadows, rushing towards Jian Shuo. It was his self-created martial arts "Yitian Sword Art".

Use chess pieces as swords and fight for victory!
The chess pieces transformed into the sun, moon and stars, forming a star formation. Under the cover of the formation, a brilliant galaxy appeared out of nowhere, covering the entire backyard. The starlight reflected a magnificent and vast starry spectacle.

It is truly the movement of the sun and the moon, as if coming out of it.

The stars are brilliant, if they are out of it.

However, amidst the beautiful astrological wonders, there are dangers lurking everywhere.

"You are seeking death!"

Jian Shuo also recovered from Wang Jing's sneak attack at this time. He was so angry that he gnashed his teeth and cursed in a sharp voice: "You despicable villain, I will skin you alive and kill your entire family!"

Although he said the cruelest words, his body was very honest. Jian Shuo did not dare to stop for a moment, because he knew that escaping was the most important thing. After waving his sword at Wang Jing and making a feint, he gave up the fight and fled.

But once he stepped into the Yi Tian Sword Formation, how could he escape even if he wanted to?

Jian Shuo had just moved his body and taken two steps when the cold sword energy came from all directions, accurately landing on his shoulders, elbows, wrists, hips, knees, ankles and other joints.

For a moment, the sword energy hit the gilded tiger-patterned armor, making a clanging sound.

Although the armor could protect Jian Shuo's whole body, it could not offset the force. The joints were hit hard, and although it could not cause any external injuries, it made him unable to use his strength and his body movement was also hindered.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Jian Shuo became hysterical and shouted wildly: "Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

(End of this chapter)