Immortal Martial Arts: Swordsmanship with Cursive Characters at the Beginning

　　After violently raging away, Lin Yuantu had to lower his head, but found that bloodstains began to appear on his body and face.

　　Click!

　　The tip of the sword was still three inches away from Zhu Hao's fingertip, and it was directly cut off by the unparalleled edge that could be called a rage.

　　The blade of the sword turned into fine dust like paper, and disappeared into the air in an instant.

　　Until the end, only a bare hilt remained in his hand.

　　Everything was calm, and the wind and sand all around fell to the ground, as if nothing had happened.

　　Lin Yuantu stared blankly at the hilt of the sword in his hand, the stinging pain on his body was so real.

　　He... lost! .

Chapter 11

　　Lin Yuantu practiced all his life.

　　In order to pursue a higher level of martial arts, he did not hesitate to wield his sword from the palace, and practiced the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits... But he never imagined that one day he would be defeated by such a young man.

　　With his best swordsmanship, he only used one move!

　　thump!

　　He suddenly knelt down and worshipped deeply: "The ninth prince's magic is unparalleled in the world, and his subordinates are convinced!"

　　Zhu Hao looked at him condescendingly, his eyes indifferent.

　　"I don't like people questioning me very much, this is the last time!"

　　Lin Yuantu's crawling body trembled violently, and a wave of fear emerged from his heart.

　　He could feel the coldness in Zhu Hao's words, as well as the obscure killing intent.

　　With his head low, he got closer and closer to the ground, and said, "This subordinate is convicted and will never dare!"

　　After a long silence, there was the sound of footsteps approaching.

　　Looking up, he found Zhu Hao in front of him.

　　He raised his hand lightly and touched his eyebrows with lightning speed, which shocked him.

　　I thought Zhu Hao was going to kill him.

　　But in the next moment, an unparalleled phantom sword intent emerged in his mind.

　　He was stunned for a moment, and his pupils were all shocked: "This is... the flying fairy outside the sky?"

　　A few days ago, he was also watching the duel scene of Sword God and Sword Immortal from a distance, and he naturally understood the origin of this sword intent.

　　This is the rare swordsmanship of the world's top kendo masters. It should have disappeared completely with the death of Ye Gucheng?

　　How could it appear in Zhu Hao's hands?

　　And he taught it to himself!

　　"Your strength is too weak, you can't meet any cat or dog and ask me to do it yourself, right?" Zhu Hao retracted his fingers, stood up and turned away.

　　"Good understanding, don't waste it!"

　　"Many thanks for the gift of the ninth prince, the subordinates will do their best to live up to the prince's trust!" Lin Yuantu's eyes raised a frenzy.

　　He never imagined that Zhu Hao, who has always been called the prince of waste wood in Beijing, would have such strength!

　　Not only did he defeat him with one move, but he also mastered the sword intent of "Flying Immortals from the Sky" that only Sword Immortal Ye Gucheng had in the world.

　　Just looking at how simple he can impart sword intent to himself, I am afraid that his kendo skills are no longer under the sword fairy!

　　Could it be that...he has entered the Dao Xuan?

　　hiss!

　　Thinking of this, Lin Yuantu took another breath of cold air.

　　An eighteen-year-old Daoxuan realm kendo master?

　　Crazy crazy!

　　He stood up slowly, and the complex rays of light in his lowered eyes burst into frenzied sparks.

　　I thought it was a disaster.

　　But now it seems that it is an unprecedented opportunity!

　　Following such a prince, what will his future achievements look like?

　　Unbelievable, unimaginable!

　　He has practiced for many years, and reaching the peak of the innate is already the limit. If there is no special opportunity, it is impossible for him to enter the realm of the great master in his entire life.

　　But now, it's an opportunity!

　　After a long time, he calmed down the waves in his heart, he restrained his expression, and walked away quickly.

　　……

　　The next day, early in the morning.

　　A convoy of more than ten people slowly drove out of the Yanjing City Gate.

　　In the world of Xianwu, the common means of transportation is the dragon horse.

　　These horses are slightly different from ordinary horses. It is said that they have a faint trace of dragon blood in their bodies and can travel thousands of miles a day.

　　"Young master, which direction are we going?" Outside the carriage's window, Lin Yuantu rode a dragon horse and asked.

　　Inside the carriage, Zhu Hao rubbed his fingers on the map, and said lightly, "East!"

　　"Yes!"

　　……

　　Prince's Mansion.

　　Zhu Chong sat in front of the desk with a gloomy expression, listening to the report of the servant.

　　"The ninth prince has already left the capital, and there are eleven people accompanying him, including Lin Yuantu!"

　　"Who are they?"

　　"Lin Yuantu brought out the elite from Jinyiwei, and the lowest strength is also in the first rank."

　　"Where did they go?"

　　"East!"

　　Zhu Chong narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Send someone to follow from a distance, don't act rashly, and avoid spooking the snake!"

　　"Yes!" the servant whispered.

　　Zhu Chong turned his eyes and said again: "Have the people sent to the Great Sui come back?"

　　"Not yet, but some news has come back!"

　　"Oh?" Zhu Chong's eyes lit up and asked, "What did the evil king say?"

　　"He said it's okay to do it... but there's an additional condition!"

　　"what?"

　　"A great master-level town school martial arts!"

　　Zhu Chong's pupils shrank suddenly and scolded: "What a big appetite!"

　　He was silent for a long time, and seemed to remember the information about Zhu Hao he had seen before. He gritted his teeth and said, "Reply to the past, I agree!"

　　……

　　Huashan, one of the five famous mountains, is famous for its danger.

　　It is [-] kilometers high, and it is cut into squares, and it looks like a flower from a distance.

　　Above this dangerous peak, there is a martial arts sect named Huashan Sect, which is one of the Five Sacred Sword Sects.

　　The head "Yue Buqun" is known as the gentleman's sword, proficient in Zixia magic, and has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes.

　　At this moment, at the foot of Mount Huashan, a group of more than ten people drove slowly.

　　"Master, Huashan has arrived!"

　　Outside the carriage, Lin Yuantu respectfully whispered.

　　"Oh?" The curtains opened, revealing a stunningly handsome face.

　　Zhu Hao glanced at the towering Huashan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Go up the mountain!"

　　"Yes!" Lin Yuantu nodded obediently, and then he rode to the front of the team, waving his hand, "Go up the mountain!"

　　drive--

　　Everyone raised their whips high, and more than a dozen dragons and horses spread their hooves and ran wildly on the narrow mountain road.

　　Along the way, the dust billowed, causing people around to avoid it.

　　After about a stick of incense, the group encountered resistance.

　　"Who is coming, who dares to ride a horse in front of my Huashan gate?" The two disciples dressed in the Huashan faction scolded sharply and pointed their swords.

　　Lin Yuantu rode the dragon horse and took two steps forward slowly, glanced at the two disciples, and said indifferently: "The ninth prince of the Ming Dynasty is here in person, and you won't kneel down to salute, and then quickly move away!"

　　"What? The Ninth Prince of the Ming Dynasty?" The two disciples were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other.

　　"I haven't heard of any ninth princes in the Ming Dynasty..."

　　"Most of them are unremarkable princes and nobles!" One of the disciples rolled his eyes, and said with a bit of rebelliousness on his face: "Don't say what the ninth prince is, even if you are the king of heaven and the emperor of Ming is close, it is also in my Huashan Mountain. Follow our rules!"

　　"Presumptuous!" Lin Yuantu was furious when he heard this.

　　At this moment, a faint voice sounded in the carriage: "What are you fighting for with the two minions?"

　　"Understood!" Lin Yuantu bowed his hands respectfully, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, patted the horse's back, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

　　Swipe!