Starry Sky Railway: The Fishing Sword Master is kept by Fu Xuan

Yingyun lay on the ground with lifeless eyes, clouds drifting by in the sky, her clothes slightly torn, her face stained with dust, she looked like she had been ravaged for a long time.

Yanqing, standing aside, snorted lightly, and sheathed her sword with a tremor of his wrist.

The champion of the martial arts competition was just like this, and the pressure on him was not as great as that given to him by Sister Xingxuan at night!

Who dared to look down on him by this rookie!

He was able to stand firm in his current position at such a young age, not all because of being a general!

Even though he was close to Xingxuan every day now, it didn't mean that he was lazy in his practice!

He was not some lazy swordsman who only knew how to stick to his wife all day long!

"Come on, take her down to see a doctor."

Yanqing waved his hand, his expression was calm, but he was still a little proud that he could solve this invincible leader with just a few swords.

The faint arc at the corner of her mouth is proof~

"Yanqing...Xiaowei!" Yingyun suddenly struggled to sit up on the ground, her scattered eyes became solid, and she stared at him closely.

"In the future, I will definitely defeat you!"

Yanqing glanced at her and did not respond.

Yingyun did not care, slapped the hand of the person who wanted to support her, limped down and sat aside.

"So...the other two, do you want to fight me or Jia Zhongxiaowei?"

Yanqing turned around with his sword in his arms, and his clothes fluttered gently in the wind.

The second and third place looked at each other and both chose him.

Jia Zhong was happy to be free, and he did not feel despised.

Yanqing glanced at him, nodded, looked at the two people, and said lightly: "Let's go together."

...

The long sword shook, the sword light flashed, and the cold breath filled the air again.

Yu Chen looked at the young man on the field, and his eyes slowly drifted to Jing Liu.

This kid has improved a lot since he was taken to fight the evil remnants in Luofu.

It seems that this master is quite generous and willing to teach...

Well, Master Jingyuan is really wicked!

The battle ended quickly, and the two newcomers who were defeated at the speed of light were not discouraged. They supported each other, bowed to him, and retreated.

Yan Qing restrained his momentum, glanced at everyone, raised his voice, and said: "As Master Taibu said, Yunqi must not always be immersed in the pride of a victory.

The strongest among you can be defeated by just a few swords in my hands. I am not saying that she is weak, but...

There are many enemies as powerful as me, and any one of them is enough to easily kill everyone present.

The cruelty of war is far beyond what is said in the story, and the pressure of experiencing war is unimaginable for those who have not experienced it.

So, in order to live longer, colleagues, you must always be vigilant."

Flocks of bluebirds fluttered their wings in the air accompanied by the boy's loud and clear voice.

Yu Chen yawned lazily. He had said such words countless times before, but...

Now he is no longer needed, and most of the people who have heard his words are dead.

Fu Xuan looked at the confident little Yan Qing and nodded in approval. The child who often followed Jing Yuan gradually grew up.

Xing Xuan was with him, so he was not afraid that she would often have to accommodate and take care of him.

Yan Qing stopped talking and coughed lightly, his eyes gradually falling on the audience.

Fu Xuan's lips slightly raised, and his eyes shifted to the face of the lazy bug who was secretly dozing off with his head on her shoulder.

"Get up~"

She patted Yu Chen's hand on her belly and called softly.

Yu Chen slowly opened his eyes and immediately met the burning gaze of the young man in the center of the venue.

Mr. Sword Saint sighed, straightened his back helplessly and stretched.

Yan Qing showed a hearty smile on his face. He looked at the many new recruits below and said, "However, I am still a long way from the truly powerful big shots.

I believe you must have heard of our Luofu Sword Saint recently?"

"Yes!"

"Yes, of course!"

"Yes, General... was unable to come today due to official duties, but the good thing is that we have invited our Sword Saint and Master Taibu to the scene."

He did not mention the name of the master. Jing Liu's identity was considered to be solved by Jing Yuan, but it was still a bit sensitive to say it out loud.

However, Jing Liu did not care, but just looked at Yu Chenchen who was holding his wife beside him with interest.

Yan Qing coughed lightly, his eyes locked onto Yu Chen instantly, and he said loudly: "So, I want to take this opportunity to ask Mr. Yu Chen for advice, and by the way, let everyone see the style of the Sword Saint!

What do you think?"

"Alas..." Yu Chen, who only wanted to hold his wife and watch the show, was helpless.

He could not escape being dragged out and moved...

I must blackmail Jing Yuan later, damn... How can two jars of wine be enough to invite the Sword Saint to appear?

At least five jars!!!

Fu Xuan fell back, leaned on his arms, and whispered: "Okay, accompany them to have fun today, and I will make you happy when I go back~"

"... Wife, you can't go back on your words!"

Yu Chen immediately became energetic.

Fu Xuan gave him a charming little look, snorted softly and didn't say anything else.

Yu Chen, who was suddenly hot in his heart, stopped procrastinating, put her on the chair and patted her little hands.

"Come back soon, you can look at my handsome figure as your husband!"

"Pin, hurry up!"

Fu Xuan rolled his eyes at him and gently patted his pig's hoof away.

Yu Chen straightened up, looked at her with longing eyes for a while, resisted the desire to hug her and kiss her, and appeared on the field in a flash.

Yan Qing's eyes were very hot, looking at him as if he was looking at some super beauty.

Yu Chen was thinking about his wife's happy words...

After tossing and turning last night, I wanted her to take some time to recover, so I couldn't do that today...

However, being happy is not just about doing that kind of thing~

Looking forward to it~

"Hehe... Mr. Yu Chen, after such a long time, I'm really excited to ask you for a sword again!"

Yan Qing's eyes were as bright as two light bulbs, and the long sword in his hand was pulled out again, gently waving and shaking in the air.

"Hehe..." Yu Chen pulled the corner of his mouth with a fake smile, staring with a pair of dead fish eyes.

Yan Qing was already familiar with this person's temperament, and was not surprised by this attitude.

It's good that he is willing.

"I've said before that I've been taught by my master and have made great progress recently. Please be careful!"

Yu Chen smacked his lips and said, "Jing Yuan is not good enough, so I can only find Jing Liu. It's hard for you."

Yan Qing shook his head, "The general is not unwilling, but... I'm better! He is not specialized in swordsmanship, so most of the time we just hone our skills in battle."

"By the way, will you be jealous?" Yu Chen asked suddenly.

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Jealous... about what?"

"It's always been that my master was suddenly snatched away by two girls, and then I'm unhappy..." Yu Chen asked and felt a little stupid.

This kid looks for Xing Xuan every day, and he doesn't want to go home after hearing Jing Yuan say that he doesn't want to go home. He is in a state of being happy and not wanting to leave.

I'm afraid that kind of jealousy is impossible.

Yan Qing's face was a little dark, and his long sword was trembling, and the sword light was flashing.

"Let's start quickly!"

"But, finish early and get off work early~"

Yu Chen nodded, hesitated for a moment, and looked at the big-headed soldiers who were sitting in a circle and staring at them with wide eyes.

"Lend me a sword."

"... Can't you use your own?"

Yan Qing was a little unhappy.

Yu Chen smiled and reached out to take the Yunqi standard long sword thrown to him.

"Boy, you are still a little naive. Jing Liulai, I can still play with her, you...

After practicing for 30 years, I can fight you seriously."

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes, took a stance, and stopped talking.

Yu Chen looked at the angry little swordsman and felt happy in his heart.

He was deliberately angry~

As a young man, he is arrogant, and now he can stimulate him to improve faster if he is more motivated.

He was not willing to use his sword at first, it was too heavy...

But now, there is a heavier person who can cover everything and suppress all the bad things.

The pain of the past has long been able to be faced calmly. Holding the sword is no longer just to kill the enemy, but has a reason to carry his life.

…

Yan Qing took a breath slowly, and his mind gradually became calm and steady.

Waves of cold air passed through his body and lingered around him. Several ice swords gradually condensed and floated around, and the mysterious and sharp momentum was approaching Yu Chen.

Yu Chen waved the whiteboard sword and suddenly turned his head to look at the audience.

He looked at Fu Xuan, who was staring at him closely, and smiled evilly.

Fu Xuan rolled his eyes at him and was a little speechless.

This idiot...

Yu Chen teased the young wife, collected his mind, and looked at Yan Qing steadily.

"Xiao Yanqing, do you know what the ultimate of kendo is?"

"... Please teach me, sir."

"Hehe... Actually, I don't know either."

Yanqing's eyes twitched, and he closed his eyes to adjust his breathing and concentrate.

When he opened his eyes again, he had regained his momentum against the enemy.

The cold aura like ice rain piercing his body instantly enveloped Yuchen, and his figure moved.

Yuchen still maintained a smile on his face,The sword in his hand was just gently waved, and the chill was dispelled.

"But I know that if I can find the heart of holding a sword and cultivate it to the extreme, it will definitely be good."

What greeted him was the power accumulated to the extreme.

"Ten thousand swords, come from the sky!!"

The huge ice sword fell from the sky, as if it was going to crush everything, and it came down suddenly with the momentum of crushing withering and rotten!

"I did learn something from her..." Yu Chen's murmur disappeared in the sword energy in the sky.

He suddenly laughed, and the sound seemed to break free from some obstacles and became particularly clear.

"But I have to practice more!"

The ordinary long sword pointed to the sky and touched the huge ice sword instantly, but the sword that should have been instantly destroyed in that power somehow shattered the sword energy in the sky, creating a clear sky.

The clouds were dispersed by infinite power, and the bright sunshine spread warmth and fell on the man's faint smile.

He looked at the boy who was panting slightly in front of him and asked, "How is it?"

"..."

Yan Qing closed his eyes, took a long breath, and bowed with his sword in his arms.

"Teach me!"

"And that... If I make further progress, I will ask you for advice. Please don't refuse..."

"Well... It depends on my mood~"

Yu Chen shook his head and returned the sword to the person who lent it to him.

The soldier who had just watched the scene that changed the world was swallowed by the sword that was only 0.001 cm away from his crotch. He was shocked.

Then, strong cheers broke out from the crowd!

This contrasting battle that seemed to be cutting off a giant tree with the power of an ant was really exciting to watch!

Although only those who really understand it know what's going on.

Yan Qing stood there in a daze, and was taught a lesson not long after he finished pretending...

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. The gap between him and them was really huge...

"Well... He is not as easy and simple as he seems, although he is indeed quite easy and simple."

Jingliu's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Yan Qing collected his thoughts and turned to look at the master.

"Master... Ahem, Jingliu... Sister..."

I don't know what the master is thinking, insisting on calling her sister...

But she is obviously old enough to be the ancestor of the ancestor of his ancestor...

"He bullied Xiao Qing'er~ Jingyuan is not here, so let me find a place for you?"

"It's not bullying, I asked for advice myself, Sister Jingliu doesn't have to... stand up for me..." His voice gradually weakened.

Jingliu took off the black satin on his face, and the blood-soaked eyes stared at him quietly.

Yan Qing swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and stepped aside obediently.

Well, I didn't want him to take the lead, I just wanted to find a reason to fight with Mr. Yu Chen...

Yu Chen heard the sound, and just as he was about to flash back to Fu Xuan, he paused and turned to look at the woman who was staring at him.

Mr. Sword Saint crossed his arms and looked at the former Miss Sword Master.

"Why, do you really want to vent your anger on your little disciple?"

"No..." She laughed softly, her voice was soft but with a hint of extreme coldness.

The blood-red eyes without any emotional waves rippled a little.

"I just want to ask you something."

Jing Liu smiled, she found something.

Yu Chen's sword has changed.

Yu Chen's expression gradually calmed down, staring at the eyes of the beautiful woman in front of him, and sighed softly.

"I understand."

The way of asking was very simple...

Without any preparation or precondition, time seemed to freeze for a moment, and their figures collided with each other instantly.

The sword blade with endless killing intent collided with the silver sword with blood and only one thought.

The communication that belonged only to swordsmen suddenly spread layers of invisible ripples...

Everyone in the martial arts arena felt that at this moment, it was as if the power of heaven had descended, and the pressure of great terror was lingering above their heads.

In the center of the venue, the cold-faced woman and the indifferent-looking man looked at each other, and their swords showed no mercy as if they were both rushing forward with the momentum to kill each other.

It seemed the same, but it seemed a little different...

Yan Qing stared at the two of them with wide eyes, and did not dare to blink, for fear of missing a scene.

They were just in a stalemate, without any fancy moves, no terrifying world-destroying collision, just simply using swords to fight swords, but there was something in the dark that he seemed to understand and couldn't understand.

Fu Xuan frowned, his eyes fixed on Yu Chenchen. Although he knew nothing would happen, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The world seemed to have come to a standstill, and the concept of time gradually faded. I don't know how long it has been.long.

Everything that was solidified by the pressure that was suppressed to the extreme suddenly loosened, and in the blink of an eye, the two people on the field had separated.

"Just for this?"

"Just for this."

"Heh..."

"What are you laughing at? You already understand, don't you?"

Yu Chen looked at her, his voice flat.

Jing Liu did not answer, but raised his sword, raised it above his head, and looked up at it.

"It took thousands of years to see it clearly, wouldn't it be nice to spend another thousands of years to see it more clearly?"

She still did not respond.

Yu Chen put away the sword, shook his head, turned his head to look at a place, and a gentle look appeared on his face.

"Besides, it won't take that long, right?

It didn't take me that long."

...

Yu Chen did not stay any longer, and took Xiao Fu Xuan leisurely to wander home.

Yan Qing sat cross-legged behind his master stupidly, closing his eyes to digest the insights he gained today.

Jing Liu stood there motionless for a long time, and no one noticed when she left.

Jing Yuan also took his little dragon lady to wander around happily, eating and drinking, and was so happy that he was free and easy.