At the inn, Hsu Fengnian returned to his room. Since he had nothing to do, he let the nine flying swords fly out of his sleeves. Not only did he not use his Qi to control the swords, he did not even have the slightest "confidence" in them. This was a mysterious phrase that often appeared in the Wu family's Sword Tomb. It was used to explain a higher realm of using Qi to control the swords, which was "where the heart is, where the tip of the sword points." The latter was obviously very high quality. It required years of careful nurturing of the swords to nurture the sword embryo with perfect spirit. However, the nine flying swords spiraling around the room were not only living creatures that had formed sword embryos, but more like enlightened children that had been caressed by immortals.
In terms of physical toughness, after the battle with Wang Xianzhi, Hsu Fengnian was far inferior to the Vajra Realm masters in Jianghu. In terms of Qi, the Ghost Wang Fu in his wrist was not wrong. Hsu Fengnian could not compare to those Finger Xuan Realm masters with their own merits. However, the current Hsu Fengnian could not be judged with common sense. When he killed Zhao Huangchao, he wanted to go to Martial Emperor City based on his intuition. At first, he was cautious and wanted to go to Mount Hui to find Xuanyuan Qingfeng, the Wulin Alliance Master, to be his bodyguard. Of course, he wanted to make a big deal with her at the same time. Otherwise, he would not have asked. However, since Xuanyuan Qingfeng was unwilling to have an "affair" with him or Beiliang, Hsu Fengnian did not force her. However, when he was in close contact with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, a top master, and quietly confronted her, Hsu Fengnian was surprised to find that not only were the flying swords eager to move, he also had an inexplicable heroic spirit. This was not unfamiliar to Hsu Fengnian. It was the same spirit that "himself" and Wang Xianzhi had eight hundred years ago. They were invincible against the world.
In the past, Hsu Fengnian was aware of this state of mind. However, he did not have the intention or the power to control it. However, after the battle, especially after he left Mount Hui alone and got closer to the Eastern Sea, he often could not suppress some of his "unintentional actions." Just like now, the flying swords were flying around without a trace, like fish in water. Hsu Fengnian could clearly sense their joy and even felt that he could converse with them.
Hsu Fengnian muttered to himself, "Buddhism's Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed, and Taoism's Heaven and Earth hidden in one's sleeve. None of them look like it."
The Mayfly Flying Sword suddenly spun in front of Hsu Fengnian's eyes as if it was greeting him. Then, it flashed and flew out of the window.
Hsu Fengnian walked out of the house and went downstairs with a calm expression. He left the inn and walked out of the town.
In the end, he saw Song Li's figure sitting high on a horse from afar. It seemed that two young women on the posthouse had gotten into trouble. One of them was tall and full of heroic spirit. Her sword had already been unsheathed. Judging from her posture, she seemed to be from a famous family. She was still a bit away from being able to spit out Gang Qi at the tip of a sword. She was protecting a woman with a graceful figure behind her, who seemed to be a lady from Jiangnan. However, it seemed that she had lost to someone in a martial arts competition. One of her arms drooped down and couldn't stop trembling slightly. That was why she changed her hand to hold her sword.
Song Li didn't say anything. The young retainer with the green silk wrapped around his saber slowed his horse's hooves. His attitude was contented. He also unsheathed his saber and spun it gently. The warhorse leisurely circled around the two desperate women.
Hsu Fengnian stood in the shade of an inconspicuous posthouse. He heard the swordsman, who was obviously a woman from the north, say sarcastically, "I thought that the Guangling Underworld wasn't a nest of snakes and rats. After all, even the capital knows that there's a guy called Song Li who keeps on saying that once he has the power of the dynasty in his hands, he will kill all the dogs of the people. Unexpectedly, hearing about him is not as good as seeing him in person. He's just a filthy trash who snatches women from the people. "
Hearing this, Song Li chuckled and finally said, "Heroine, I have nothing to say about you injuring 20 soldiers with your own ability. However, Liang Meigong then openly made a bet with you. He lost, so we let him go. You lost, so you have to hand over the woman behind you. If you agree to a bet, you must accept your loss. Heroine, your swordsmanship is good, but your gambling character doesn't seem to be much. "
Hearing this, Hsu Fengnian prepared to turn and leave.
The graceful woman behind the heroine was about to speak when she was stopped by her gaze. She turned her head and stared at Song Li.
Song Li smiled and said, "Don't say anything about you losing and you have to come with me. You and I both know that as long as you don't protect me, the woman behind you won't be able to walk more than three li in the current world. I am not a good person, but I am an honest person. I can make it clear to the two ladies that as long as she passes through the Song family's gate, I will let her go. I won't touch a single strand of her hair. However, I have to say the ugly words first. The entire Guangling Underworld knows that whether or not I touch her body is not important. But in the future, she will be considered my woman. "
The tall and heroic woman sneered and said, "Song Li, do you have the ability to go to the capital and say such shameful words?"
Song Li waved his hand on the back of the horse and laughed. "How would I dare?"
Song Li gradually withdrew his smile and said, "No matter if it is you or the woman behind you, none of you are pretty girls from humble families. You are probably from a large family in Great Peace City. But since you have entered the countryside, you have to follow the customs. No matter how big the gold branch or jade leaf is, I can eat it without leaving a trace afterwards. So, you should think about it carefully. Don't really annoy me. "
The sword-wielding woman exhaled and said in a deep voice, "I have come to Guangling Underworld to find Zhao Zhu."
She had left the capital to travel, other than wanting to roam the jianghu alone, she had also prepared to see that young person who liked to build the capital.
The woman behind her was her close friend, but the person she was going to meet was a heartless childhood friend. That man who had originally had a bright future seemed to have disappeared from the world for no reason after his family had changed. She had finally found some clues. This time, she had gritted her teeth and secretly left Great Peace City. It could be called a rebellious action. If she returned, she would not be able to take a step out of the capital for the rest of her life. Also, this time, she had dragged her to see that man. She had not been refused the door. But what was more hurtful was that the man had said that he had already discussed a marriage and was going to take root in that poor little place. The woman behind her did not believe that he would change his mind. The man had arranged a date with the unfamiliar woman who was not as good as her in every aspect. Not to mention the difference in their backgrounds, their appearances, talents, and knowledge were not worth mentioning. But when she saw the man and the village woman standing together, she gave up. Because when she saw the man and the woman who were not a good match, she knew that he liked her.
The woman who had practiced the sword for many years under the master of the sword was not as calm as she appeared. The old man beside General Heng Jiang was unfathomable, so she had chosen that young retainer as her bet partner. She was sure that the opponent's blade skills were slightly inferior to her own, but if they really fought, not only would she lose, if that person had not shown mercy, she would have died here. Although it was against her nature to go back on her word, how could she watch her close friend go to that dragon's pool and tiger's den? Just as Song Li himself said, once she crossed his family's threshold, she would lose her clean reputation. No matter what, what good would it do to have this surplus general of Guangling's local snake be hacked into a thousand pieces, his property confiscated, and his ancestors exterminated? But she still did not want to reveal their identities. She was not willing, and did not dare.
Song Li stilled slightly, his eyes burning. "Zhao Zhu, the heir of the King of Yan Chi?"
She knew that it was not good and closed her mouth.
There would always be men in the world who did not care about rules and liked a woman's identity more than her appearance. Great Peace City was the most virtuous place in the world, and also the most corrupt place. She had seen and heard too much about it. Some of the sons of noble families, who could not seduce any kind of beautiful woman, would target those women who were clearly old and lived in deep courtyards. They were proud of them, and would privately meet with their friends to use them as a topic of conversation. They would compete to see who had the higher rank of the titled madam that they had tricked. She had heard that this group of scoundrels did not just view women with ebony scrolls as playthings, they even dared to seduce titled madams with jade scrolls and rhinoceros horn scrolls.
Hearing the name Zhao Zhu, Hsu Fengnian, who had already walked a few steps, stopped in his tracks. He raised his hand and plucked a lush willow branch.
Hsu Fengnian did not plan on going close, but he also did not want to stand by and do nothing.
Wang Fu thought that he, the second in the world in blade skills, had not acted in the inn because that boy was lucky.
Soon, he lost his confidence.
A willow leaf flashed through the air.
Like a knife cutting through tofu, it cut through Liang Meigong's Guangling new blade that was not in its green sheath. The proud young bladesman who had just won against that woman was dumbstruck, his face blank.
Wang Fu was the one with the highest realm present, far above everyone else. But he still had to look around before he confirmed that it was the ranger in the shade of the tree that was causing trouble. The reason that Wang Fu had the strange nickname of 'Ghost Under the Wrist' was because of the way he moved his blade. It was as though there were ghosts and gods helping him. He was one of the few people in the jianghu who could ignore opponents of higher realms. Wang Fu's talent in martial arts was outstanding even among the geniuses. Otherwise, he would not have been able to reach where he was today just by relying on unorthodox methods. Even a swordsman like Chai Qingshan would not dare to say that he could beat Wang Fu for sure, especially in a battle of life and death. Perhaps Wang Fu's chances of winning were higher.
Then everyone on the road saw an absurd scene. The unreachable 'Ghost Under the Wrist' Wang Fu first leaned back on the horse's back, as if he had dodged something. Only then did he have time to reach out and grab his blade. When he leaned down from the horse, he threw his body forward and lightly tapped the horse's abdomen with the tip of his foot. The sturdy warhorse was sent flying sideways. Wang Fu, who was leisurely carrying his blade, and who was actually wielding it, were two completely different people. Although the old man did not pull his blade out of its sheath, when he ran forward, his momentum was like a rainbow. But for some reason, after the old man had only charged out sixty or seventy feet, he was forced back twenty feet. Then he continued to run with one hand on his blade, his head lowered and his waist bent. He did not walk in a straight line, but rather slithered across the sand like a snake.
The 'Ghost Under the Wrist', a master bladesman, was running forward and retreating like a toddler. After repeating this many times, everyone finally realized that the culprit should be that guy in the shade whose face they could not see clearly.
But still, no one knew why Wang Fu had to use such a superfluous method to advance. Even Liang Meigong, who had broken his blade, was no exception.
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