Comprehensive martial arts: A poor Taoist wine swordsman, his sword suppresses Emperor Wu's cit

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The people in the world looked at Su Li in disbelief, as if they were looking at a madman.

Xie Hui is well-known in the world. He was a master of swordsmanship when he was young, and he was married to Song Queyi.

After that, Duzunbao was founded to dominate Bashu. It was extremely powerful and was no less powerful than the Song clan.

I am a master of the pinnacle of celestial phenomena, and I am only one step away from entering the fairyland on land.

Over the years, no one has dared to challenge the majesty of Xie Hui and Duzun Fort. If there was grass on the grave, it must have been several feet high.

A little Taoist priest didn't know the heights of heaven and earth. It was enough to offend Jie Wenlong. He actually dared to speak arrogantly and wanted to fight Xie Hui.

In the eyes of everyone, it is simply asking for death.

"That's enough! Today is my niece Song Yuhua's martial arts competition to find a bride. Song doesn't want to see anything else!"

Just when Xie Hui was about to take action, Song Zhi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly shouted in a deep voice.

A powerful aura also erupted from his body, making Xie Hui's pressure invisible!

"Master Jiejie, since you are a guest of the Song family, please abide by the rules of the Song family!" Song Zhi said coldly.

Although he didn't know Su Li's background, when he saw the two sisters Song Yuhua, their attitude towards Su Li was very different from others. It must be that the relationship between them was not simple.

That's why he stood up for Su Li and prevented Xie Hui from going on a murder spree.

"Since Brother Song has spoken, how dare Xie refuse to obey? Then let this kid live a little longer."

A sharp look flashed in Xie Hui's eyes, and he said with a soft smile.

As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. Although he can be called a local emperor in Bashu, he is currently among the Song clan after all.

Leaving aside Song Que, Song Zhi is also a top master. His reputation as an Earth Sword resounds throughout the world, and he is not much worse than him.

He still has to sell this little face!

Jie Wenlong snorted coldly and sat down unwillingly.

His gaze was still like a poisonous snake, staring at Su Li.

"Everyone, my Song family is a martial arts family. If you want to be my Song family's son-in-law, you must be extremely talented and have outstanding martial arts skills."

"This martial arts competition has two contents. One is to test talent, and the other is to test strength!"

"It's easy to test your strength. You just need to defeat all your opponents in the ring!"

"The reason why we compare talents is because you all have different ages and different potentials in the future. That's why we compare talents!"

"My Song family has a sword tomb, which contains the weapons of the masters of our Song family for hundreds of years, and even the sword of my eldest brother Song Que when he was young."

"This sword contains my elder brother's spirit and sword intention. As long as you can cause this sword to buzz in the Sword Tomb, your talent will be recognized."

"Every time the sword sounds more, it means the talent is getting better and better. So far, only my eldest brother can make the sword sound nine times!"

Song Zhi looked around the crowd and spoke like a bell.

Soon under the ring, there was a gasp from the crowd.

"Hiss, Lord Song is the best sword in the world, but this sword can only buzz nine times?"

"It seems that passing the test is not an easy task."

"Hehe, I don't know how many times I can make the knife scream."

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing if there was no sound of the sword?"

Although everyone was shocked and doubtful, they were gearing up and eager to give it a try.

"Everyone, come with me!"

Song Zhi jumped off the ring.

Everyone followed him and came to the foot of a cliff.

There is a magnificent cave under the cliff with the inscription "Sword Tomb"!

Although the stone door was tightly closed, there was still a heart-stopping sharp aura rushing out from it.

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Boom!

The stone gate opened.

Everyone enters.

What came into view was a deep and dark cave, but the space was very bright.

Every time footsteps enter, there will be a response.

After everyone from the Song clan lit the torches, everyone could see the scene of the cave clearly.

The cave is at least the size of ten basketball courts. It is almost hollowed out of the cliff. There are densely packed swords everywhere, like mountains and seas!

All the people in the arena were dumbfounded and felt their scalps numb!

There must be too many swords accumulated by this Nima, far beyond their imagination, and they can't even see the side.

Trying to find Song Que's sword when he was young is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is said that the sword should be made to buzz.

"Everyone, please!" Song Zhi smiled.

This is Song Yuhua's way of making things difficult for Wenlong and these people in the world.

Over the centuries, the swords and various weapons in the Sword Tomb totaled more than a million!

After Song Zhi gave the order.

Soon everyone began to scatter, looking for Song Que's saber.

"A bunch of idiots!" A young man with a thin body, narrow eyes, and a deer-like head sneered.

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This man was dressed in black clothes and holding a long sword in his arms, with a look of aloofness and disdain on his face.

He is the successor of the Nanyue Sword Sect, and the Shadowless Sword is very clever.

Diao Piqing knew that it was impossible to find Song Que's sword with his naked eyes. Only by sensing it with his heart could he trigger the sound of the sword and appear automatically!

He closed his eyes, put two fingers between his eyebrows, and began to feel carefully.

Just when everyone was in a hurry, looking for the sword.

hum!

A sword sound suddenly sounded.

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of sword light burst out from the depths of the Sword Tomb, causing countless weapons to tremble slightly.

A long knife as clear as water was suspended in mid-air. The trembling blade was filled with a terrifying knife intent, causing ripples like water waves to appear in the void.

"The sword of Lord Song!"

"As expected of Shadowless Sword, he was able to find it so quickly and even caused a sword cry!"

"I wonder how many noises he can cause?"

"Say less and say three times!"

In the discussion of the crowd.

Two more sword sounds sounded again.

Then, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he tried, even cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he still couldn't make the sword scream again.

"The sword rang three times. Mr. Diao, your talent is considered excellent!" Song Que nodded slightly.

Diao Piqing remained silent and pursed his lips tightly, obviously not satisfied with this.

As the most outstanding disciple of the Nanyue Sword Sect, he is already an innate master at a young age. He is only one step away from becoming Zhixuan Master and ranking on the list of geniuses.

One can imagine the arrogance in Diao Piqing's heart!

He guessed that even if he couldn't compare with someone as powerful as Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, he could at least cause five or six sword sounds.

The result was only three.

What Song Zhi said was good, to Diao Piqing's ears, turned out to be irony.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Diao Piqing thought your talent was so good, is it just that?"

Xie Wenlong swaggered out of the crowd, his face full of contempt.

Diao Piqing was his biggest competitor in the audience. Seeing that he could only trigger three sword sounds, Xie Wenlong naturally wanted to ridicule him to the fullest.

"Get out of my way and let me try it!

"Even if my talent is not as good as that of Lord Song, I can still make the sword ring five or six times no matter what." People.

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"Even if my talent is not as good as that of Lord Song, I can still make the sword scream five or six times no matter what." Xie Wenlong said confidently.

He is not arrogant, but he has his own confidence.

As early as the moment he stepped into the Sword Tomb, Xie Hui had already sent a secret message to reassure him.

He would naturally find a way to avoid Song Zhi's ears and eyes, so that Jie Wenlong could trigger Song Que's saber, at least five times.

"What a strong tone!" Diao Piqing said in a cold tone, "Your cultivation level is at least on par with mine, and your sword's sound is at most the same as mine."

"You still want to trigger five or six sword sounds, but you are too proud of yourself!"

Diao Piqing looked down on Jie Wenlong at all.

He knew exactly what Xie Wenlong was!

Although he is not a person with extraordinary talents, he is better at practicing swordsmanship wholeheartedly, so he can stand out among the many disciples of Nanyue Sword Sect!

Xie Wenlong, on the other hand, was addicted to wine and sex, and his current level of cultivation was entirely due to Xie Hui's accumulation of pills.

Dare to speak nonsense in front of him.