I have many teachers

Chapter 154 The Sword Unsheathed (2\2)

But even though this remorse is remorse, if he is asked to take action to ruin the young man's affairs at this time, he will not be able to do it. He just suppresses this emotional ups and downs in his heart, without showing the slightest bit on the surface.

The young man on the ring saw that everyone's emotions were mobilized, he pursed his lips, suppressed the raised arc, clasped his fists in both hands, turned around and shouted towards the ring, saying:
"Young Master Chang, please come down and meet..."

At this time, he defeated many good opponents in a row in front of everyone. Even though he knew in his heart that it was not true, he was a little flustered. At this time, in order not to lose face, he raised his internal strength and shouted loudly, which is quite extraordinary, but the other Holding the palms trembling slightly, exposing such "prestige" things also put a lot of pressure on his cultivation base.

When the voice fell, there was a long laugh:
"Brother Zhao invites you, how dare you not come?"

Everyone looked up, and saw a figure jumping out from the fifth floor of the inn, turning several times in the air, and falling down lightly, with a face like a crown jade, eyes like bright stars, and a long sword behind him, showing a heroic posture A very strong lightness kung fu was performed, which attracted applause from the crowd.

Even Bai Lifeng secretly praised him, and felt that martial arts, not to mention high or low, were no longer inferior to Wang Anfeng's lightness kung fu, and it was genuine if he wanted to be ranked on the star list.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng and the four of them heard familiar voices from their ears, but the martial artists around them did not show the slightest abnormality. They looked at each other and knew that Master Fu Mo had already dealt with the matter, and the people on the star list also saw it. After falling asleep, they made eye contact, and then they all turned around and walked out.

Back in the Qizhen Pavilion, I saw Fu Mo, who was dressed in sloppy clothes, sitting and chatting with the owner of the pavilion. They seemed to get along quite well. When Fu Mo saw the crowd coming back, he planned to get up and leave, but unfortunately, the conversation was intense now. , he waved his hand, motioning everyone to wait here for a while.

In my heart, I planned to finish discussing the current issue, and then got up to leave.

But the owner of the Qizhen Pavilion is also a person with extensive knowledge. Although he has not learned the art of the Mohist mechanism, he has passed through many good products from the north and the south in these years, and he also has his own uniqueness in the Qimen mechanism. Opinion, and even the intention to make friends with this Mohist master, even if it involves some secrets of the Qizhen Pavilion, he knows everything and talks endlessly.

When the two talked, they often collided with many wonderful ideas, and the conversation went straight to noon.

"...That's it."

Pavilion Master Qizhen stopped talking, looked at the sky, and said with a smile:
"I have been here for more than ten years. I saw Brother Fu today. I just realized that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. It is already noon. Why don't we talk about leaving after eating?"

"The old man still has a lot of things to discuss with Brother Fu."

Although Fu Mo has five grades of cultivation, but he seldom gets along with others in his life, and his heart is pure. In addition, the pavilion master is all-round and exquisite, and he wants to make friends, so where would he have any opinions? She lost her composure, with a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

His gaze drifted unconsciously to Bailifeng, who rolled his eyes, feeling helpless.

Although he was close to Fu Mo in private, but there were outsiders present at this time, so naturally he couldn't do anything wrong, so he crossed his hands and saluted, and said respectfully:

"Everything is at the discretion of the Master."

The owner of the Qizhen Pavilion took this scene into his eyes, but still had that amiable smile on his face, got up happily, pointed to the Beiwu Inn opposite, and said:

"Have friends come from afar."

"Seeing Brother Fu today, I am overjoyed. Although Beiwu City is barren, there are still many delicious things to taste. Please move on..."

"Please……"

Everyone went to the Beiwu Inn. The shopkeeper was familiar with the owner of the Qizhen Pavilion. They joked with each other and found them a room. the arena.

At this time, there were round tables all over the top, and the waiters from the inn filed out and placed the good wine and dishes on the top. As soon as the young man saw it, he could see a lot of famous food. It was definitely not cheap to come to this table, and he felt even more in his heart. The person who is sure to open this arena has ulterior motives, but he doesn't know what his intentions are.

In the middle of the arena, there was a couple of cases, Feiyun Swordsman and the young man sat and drank wine, surrounded by the heroic Wuzi, with swords and swords on their backs, they were somewhat heroic, after drinking for three rounds, their faces were slightly tipsy, and the two of them talked easily. I can also let go and talk about things in the world.

Wang Anfeng had already turned his head away, but he heard the word 'I am difficult to appease', he was quite concerned, and listened quietly, but he heard that the young man surnamed Zhao was quite disdainful of Yi Nanping, and only said that it was difficult to appease It's just a brainless person who kills in anger, and he ended up dead without a place to bury him. It's just asking for trouble.

"It's just a person who has practiced some martial arts, so he doesn't know how much he weighs."

"If you break the ban by force, you should be killed."

The young man drank a glass of wine, looked at the young talents on the star list ahead, and complimented:
"It's not as far away as Shaoxia Chang."

Chang Yongyan laughed a little when he heard the words, knowing that the son of a rich merchant was flattering him, he didn't take it seriously, but there was also a hint of pride in his heart. That's all for rank nine warriors.

When he was cultivating in the mountains, he was still able to obey his master's teachings and humble himself as a shepherd, but when he came out of the rivers and lakes, killed several bandits with his sword, and defeated many ninth-rank warriors in a row, he gradually regarded himself very high, felt that the world was big, But for any rank nine martial artist, he must have the power to fight.

No matter how strong that intention is, it cannot be stronger than the long sword in his hand.

When I was about to speak, I found that the movements of the warriors who were drinking and eating meat around me slowed down, and there seemed to be a little coldness on the faces that were slightly flushed from drinking, and their eyes were watching For the two of us, although his martial arts were high enough, he felt as if he had fallen into the middle of a pack of wolves for a moment, and his heart was terrified.

He suddenly realized that these warriors from the small sect, especially the ordinary warriors from Fufeng Wangxian County, are quite famous. The two of them just committed a big taboo, and he has no fear of these ordinary warriors. But what he was planning could not be an enemy of these people, his mind moved slightly, and he laughed out loud at the moment, saying:
"Brother Zhao's words are wrong, what a hero, how can I compare with him?"

"It's just a pity that such a hero is also used by others..."

When the voice fell, he shook his head and sighed with emotion, and everyone's expressions changed slightly, and their attention was attracted. Seeing this, Chang Yongyan felt at ease, with a slight smile on his lips, and calmly said:

"This made use of him. His name was Sun Xingwei. He joined the army with a lame leg. He obviously wanted to beat the hero, and he did not hesitate to step on the gangster himself, but this old thief took the credit for himself." , I have already retired, but I took up the post again, hey, it really is a dog official."

Since ancient times, officials and knights have been at odds with each other, and Chang Yongyan also respected Yi Nanping in his words. The attention of those warriors was drawn away, and they used the strength of alcohol to yell at dogs and thieves.

Above the restaurant, there was a slight chill in Wang Anfeng's pupils.

Sun Xingwei.

He still remembered the stubborn old man who shouted injustice in Guangwu City at that time.

He still remembered the Great Qin Tiezu who had taken off his battle armor and sat cross-legged silently in front of the county government office.

In the lame old man, he saw the reason why Daqin was Daqin.

At this time, I heard the words "dog official" on the left and "an old thief" on the right. Even if the heart is peaceful, it is hard to ignore it, so they slowly got up, and everyone's eyes fell on the young man. They were a little curious, but they saw the young man smiling, and said:
"I suddenly remembered that I left something on the horse's back, and I went to pick it up at this time."

Because of his calm expression, everyone didn't have any other thoughts. They just told him to go and come back quickly. When he was leaving, Xue Qinshuang's voice came from his ears.

"Pay attention to proportions."

Wang Anfeng's footsteps paused slightly, and the others he saw in his eyes didn't seem to be aware of it, but Xue Qinshuang lowered his eyebrows, just watching the tea leaves in the tea soup rising and falling, the young man nodded slightly, got up and left the pavilion, Xue Qinshuang raised his eyes, looked at Wang Anfeng's back fell on the wooden sword, his expression thoughtful.

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On the ring, the slightly cold atmosphere just now had disappeared. Chang Yongyan raised his hand to drink, his eyes narrowed slightly, and while he was relieved, he was quite contemptuous of the young man in front of him. At this moment, he suddenly noticed a figure stepping over.

Looking up, I saw that the person who came was wearing a blue shirt, carrying a wooden sword on his back, and his eyebrows were clean. He looked at most 15 years old, so he looked down on him in his heart, pretending that he hadn't seen it before, and continued to drink. The young man also noticed Wang Anfeng, and said with a smile:

"This brother, is he also here to see the ring?"

"But it's too late today, why don't you eat some wine and meat? Of course, there will be no shortage of money."

Wang Anfeng closed his eyes, did not respond, clasped his fists in his hands and gave a slight salute, saying:
"Mr. Zhao said just now, 'Today in the arena, if you compete with martial arts, as long as you enter the arena, you are all opponents. ..."

The young man's expression froze when he heard the words, he never thought that the person who came was not kind, and his words were quite sharp.

But he is always by his father's side, he is quite quick-witted, and he is not in a hurry right now, he just smiled and said:

"Brother is right, but I also said that the arena today is to compete for the treasure, and now that the treasure is in Chang Shaoxia's hands, how can we fight for it?"

The Jianghu people around who had been drinking a lot laughed.

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback, feeling slightly amused, wondering if he should cup his hands and fists at this young master, and thank him.

I have no reason to make a move.

Now he turned to Chang Yongyan, stretched out his right hand, and said calmly:
"Young Master Chang, he is also on the stage right now."

Since they are on the ring, they are all opponents.

This meant that he had to match up with the young talent on the Constellation Ranking, Feiyun Swordsman.

Everyone on the stage looked dull and dazed after hearing the words, as if in a dream.

Not far away, on the eaves, sat a young man.

Wei Heshuo took a hard bite of the pancake, his cheeks puffed up and he moved.

As a policeman in the state city, I know that there will be no fools making trouble here, just in case, the boss wants them to stay here, watching the good wine and meat over there, but I can only eat herbal tea Cake, my heart is not happy.

Fu listened to these warriors slandering the old man as if spouting dung, and his heart was burning even more.

If it is not for official duties, they must draw out their sabers and let them see the skills of official warriors.

Daqin doesn't care what you say.

But if you spray dung all over your mouth, don't blame others for pushing your head into the dung pit.

Wei Heshuo was furious in his heart, but he watched a young man walk by. He had handled a lot of business affairs, and he could see that the young man went straight towards the two people in the middle, with his back straight. Startled slightly in my heart, I came to my senses and let out a heh.

"This is a challenge."

Wei Heshuo smacked his mouth, but said regretfully:
"However, this kid doesn't have much vision..."

"Although the person on the opposite side is full of shit, he is not a quack who is easily dismissed."

With this thought in mind, he lowered his head and took another bite of sesame seed cakes. It may be that the firepower was stronger when baking, and it was not easy to bite. At this moment, he suddenly heard a clanging sword cry, and the hairs on his neck stood up. He suddenly raised his head to look, the big cake was still in his mouth, but his right hand was already holding the knife handle, his eyes were shining.

Niang Xipi, let's fight!

Wei Heshuo's eyes widened, staring at the movement over there. In this state city, as long as they do something, their arresters will have a fair reason to intervene. He saw how upset that Chang was, and thanked Fang Cai in his heart at this time. The boy in the past will jump down.

But at this moment, he saw the young man raise his hand and pull out the wooden sword, stabbing forward.

The speed of the sword was not fast, but it was firmly on the Changyongyan sword and let out a clanging sword roar. In the blink of an eye, after seven or eight moves, the Feiyun swordsman, who is famous for his swordsmanship, seemed to have fallen into a spider web Like a moth, his movements are hindered, and his swordsmanship can't perform to six points.

Seeing this, Wei Heshuo was shocked, and couldn't help but stood there, unable to bear to disturb him.

When Wang Anfeng drew out his sword, he inadvertently carried a trace of the sword master's swordsmanship charm.

Both he and Jiu Zizao went for a fork in the road.

Juggernaut swordsmanship is naturally able to defeat the strong with the weak.

But Wang Anfeng hadn't started yet at this time, how could he be able to fight freely with this swordsmanship and the wine that he had learned all over his body, he could only be completely suppressed. At this time, Chang Yongyan was the right opponent. It left behind afterimages, and Chang Yongyan moved the sword according to his own rhythm.

The momentum of the sword gradually accumulated, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, Wang Anfeng realized in his heart that this sword would definitely kill Chang Yongyan, so he immediately raised the long sword, held down the sword, and faced the enemy with his left hand, using Shaolin boxing. After counting, he punched the opponent's sword-holding wrist, and the Feiyun sword fell to the ground with a clang.

The young man surnamed Zhao was three points drunk, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw this. He only felt that he had lost on his side, so he instinctively shouted, saying:
"Heroes, I still hope to help!"

Everyone was reckless at first, they drank a lot of alcohol at the moment, whoever drew the weapon first, they could only hear the continuous clanging sound for a while, which made people's scalp go numb, Wei Heshuo felt a pang in his heart when he saw this. Click.

Just now he was fascinated by the swordsmanship, but he never thought that the current situation was getting out of control.

When I was anxious, I wanted to shout out loudly.

But at this time, Wang Anfeng's sword strength had accumulated to the limit. Those warriors got up, and under the influence of Qi, they took advantage of the situation and cut horizontally with their long swords. The accumulated strength spread along the blade of the long sword, even wooden swords , At this time, a long and clear sword chant was also issued.

An invisible sword qi swept across.

There was a chill in the hearts of those warriors, and they froze in place for a moment, not daring to move again.

Wang Anfeng took the sword back into its sheath, because the sword energy was cut out, and the internal strength in his body was slightly insufficient at this time. While calming down his inner breath, he put the Eight-faced Han Sword into the scabbard inch by inch. It was really helpless, but in the eyes of these warriors , but there are many more unfathomable.

There was a soft clank, and the long sword returned to its sheath.

The sword grid hit the scabbard, and an invisible sound wave swayed in the air.

At this moment, those warriors only felt a light right hand, and all the raised weapons broke, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Just because the sword energy has not been controlled and stabilized, and some black hairs are still falling in the air, those warriors just now noticed the chill on the top of their heads, and they were slightly stunned.

Fu looked down again at the broken weapon on his feet, and felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, straight to the top of the sky, and by the time he sobered up, he stared blankly at the young warrior whose palm was still on the hilt , clattered back a few steps, with a horrified face.

Although there are many warriors in this world, they have never heard of the power of sword energy purely using swordsmanship.I just thought that although the boy in front of me was young, he was already an eighth-rank martial artist.

Wang Anfeng exhaled, looked up at these fighters, and said softly:
"Today, I will strike the sword for Elder Sun."

"If you are not blind, you should not use your ears to know others, let alone such an old man."

PS: The second update... I couldn't hold it anymore, so I just finished writing this short paragraph and reposted it, so it was a bit late.

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