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The strange figure in bright red armor was like a divine soldier. He stood in the middle of the path without holding any weapons. The thick helmet seemed to cover his entire face. In the pouring rain, the strong armored figure was surrounded by fog.
Jiudou Taoist Mi Wei Shuyang cried out in shock, "The Southern Kingdom's Talisman General Red Armor has long been dead. It's said that he tried to assassinate the late emperor. He was stripped of his armor and skin by the eunuch who scolded him as a human cat. His corpse and armor were hung on a royal flag. Many Jianghu people who went there in admiration saw the bloody scene with their own eyes. That bright red armor was unique in the world, and it was confirmed by Cao Guanzi. It can't be faked. What's up with this red armor figure?! "
The caravan had stopped. Shu Xiu and Yang Qingfeng rode their horses to Lü Qiantang's side, looking nervous. The three secret manuals were not easy to obtain. Most of the assassins who dared to provoke His Royal Highness were powerful. Moreover, the person in front of them had appeared openly on the road. Just his courage alone made the three of them feel inferior. The ups and downs of the political world were a test of one's ability to observe people's expressions. In Jianghu, one had to observe each other's temperament. The biggest taboo was to make a mistake. Otherwise, no matter how powerful one was, there would be a day when they would fail miserably. Didn't the Sword God Li Chungang, a peerless master in the Mystic Understanding realm, lose to Wang Xianzhi, who was just a newborn calf at that time? To be more specific, Wu Liuding, the young swordsman who appeared in the Wu family's Sword Tomb, never said who he was or where he came from. He only headed south, killing with his sword. Those who died to his one-handed withered sword were unlucky people who often got their shoes wet while walking by the river.
Hsu Fengnian was not anxious. He only stared at the Talisman General Red Armor figure with wide eyes. He asked with interest, "Grandpa Wei, what is this Talisman General Red Armor figure? Does it look extra ferocious just by wearing red armor? Then I'll have to get one to wear. "
Nine Bushels Old Taoist Mi smiled bitterly. "Your Highness, this isn't something you can wear casually. Back then, the origins of the red armor were unknown. There were only some rumors saying that it was an ancient armor from the Taoist Master Manor of Mount Longhu. Mount Longhu had been passed down for a few generations, and a few Taoist Masters had drawn talismans on it. It was probably a Daoist immortal weapon used to suppress evil spirits. However, it somehow ended up in the Jianghu. First, it was obtained by the Heavenly Secret Sect of the Shangyin Academy. After doing all sorts of strange things to it, Mount Longhu almost fought with the Shangyin Academy because of it. When it reappeared in the Jianghu, it was draped over the body of the red-armored man, making it invulnerable to weapons and invulnerable to fire and water. However, the armored man was like a walking corpse. Dying in the hands of the great official Han Shengxuan was not necessarily a kind of release. The talisman red-armored man in front of us seems to be slightly different from the rumors. "
He waved his hand to reject Blue Bird's offer of an umbrella and called the Six-year Phoenix to his arm. At this moment, Hsu Fengnian, who was drenched like a drowned rat, was still in the mood to tease the Green and White Luan. He jokingly said, "Perhaps they are the children of the talisman general red-armored man from back then. Since the older one is a talisman general, then let's call the younger one a talisman soldier. Grandpa Wei, what do you think? "
Wei Shuyang's three strands of white beard had turned into three small braids after being soaked in water. When he reached out to touch it again, he naturally couldn't feel the demeanor of an immortal anymore. He awkwardly withdrew his hand and slowly said, "Your Highness's way of saying things is really unconstrained."
Hsu Fengnian smiled mischievously and said, "Grandpa Wei, your flattery is really something."
The old man and the young man laughed heartily, subtly dispelling the monstrous killing intent at the end of the path.
Hsu Fengnian narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Lü Qiantang's Red Cloud Sword, Shu Xiu's Embracing Simplicity Spell, and Yang Qingfeng's Art of Controlling Ghosts. I want to see if these three people are qualified to make it to the Martial Emperor City alive."
The old Taoist seemed to have not heard this ruthless sentence. He rode forward on his horse and was a dozen steps away from the carriage. With a shake of his sleeves, the rain above his head bounced away as if it had hit an iron plate.
Lü Qiantang pulled out his sword and stopped the horse. After waiting for Shu Xiu and Yang Qingfeng to catch up, he spurred his horse and rushed forward. From the moment he picked up the 《Crouching Dragon Mound Sword Controlling Technique》 on the fifth floor of the Tide-listening Pavilion, he knew that he would have to risk his life today. It was just that it was much earlier than expected, but so what? If one wanted to learn how to control a sword, one had to use a strong opponent as a whetstone to sharpen one's sword heart to an incomparably pure level. Only then could one have a chance to obtain the essence of swordsmanship. As the old God of Swords Li Chungang said, "Open your mouth and spit out a magnificent sword aura, slashing out a vast field of stars".
There were more than a hundred thousand young wanderers in the world who wanted to learn swordsmanship.
Who didn't want to slash out with a sword that even ghosts, immortals, and Buddhas couldn't match?!
Lü Qiantang's figure was already very tall and sturdy, and the horse he was riding was even more rare. For a moment, the small path was trampled by the horse's hooves, causing mud to splash everywhere. One man and one horse were unstoppable.
Perhaps because the swordsman Lv Qiantang had aroused his killing intent, even Shu Xiong, who only knew how to moan on the bed, gave a heavy snort. Amidst the muffled sound of the heavy rain hitting the small path, it was particularly ear-piercing.
Yang Qingfeng, who didn't need to hold the reins, could still control the horse's running speed to perfection. She slowly bent down and placed her snow-white hands on the horse's neck.
The empty-handed red-armored men of the Southern Kingdom stood still and let the three people and three horses charge forward.
Through the dense curtain of rain, Lü Qiantang could almost see the Cloud Seal Sanskrit on the red armor. It was actually written in both Buddhism and Daoism. With just a glance, he felt the qi in his chest stagnate. Suppressing the distracting thoughts in his mind, he let out an angry roar and spat out the murky air in his heart. Borrowing the momentum of the galloping horse, he slashed out with a domineering sword strike.
The curtain of rain was instantly torn apart.
Unfortunately, the raindrops that came into contact with this huge sword seemed to have dripped onto a piece of hot iron. With a sizzling sound, they turned into a puff of smoke.
The huge puppet, which was similar to the rumored red-armored man, stiffly but quickly raised one of its hands. Its five fingers, which were wrapped in red armor like its face, opened up and tried to grasp Lü Qiantang's sword strike that contained the essence, energy, spirit, and will of the most powerful sword strike in his life.
As the Red Cloud Sword and the red-armored man's five fingers brushed past each other, a series of sparks flew out.
The red-armored man failed to grasp the sword, and Lü Qiantang, who was already famous in the Southern Tang Country at the age of thirty, also failed to grasp the sword strike.
Lü Qiantang took full advantage of the time and place to slash out this sword strike, but the red-armored man only stood still and gently raised his hand to resolve everything.
Shu Xiu was surprised to see that Yang Qingfeng had sped up and rushed out. She actually wanted to use the horse to violently collide with the red-armored man.
In the blink of an eye, Lü Qiantang and the red-armored man exchanged blows.
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