Beimang's God of War and the young King of Vassal State, the two enemies who might decide the fate of countless people in Liang Mang, intentionally or otherwise, moved the battlefield away from North Resisting City. The former was probably afraid of Hsu Fengnian's fate of Beiliang that had not been exhausted by the Way of Heaven. Once he had North Resisting City as his backing, he might be able to suppress Tuoba Bodhisattva's trump card. The latter was more worried that once the two entered North Resisting City and fought, it was very likely that the victory of the eighteen grandmasters would be completely nullified by Tuoba Bodhisattva's wanton destruction. When Hsu Fengnian floated away, he told Wei Miao and Chai Qingshan to be careful, who still needed to confront thousands of cavalry. The current leader of Dongyue Sword Pool signaled the young King of Vassal State not to worry about the battle here. Hsu Fengnian clasped his fist to the two grandmasters of the Central Plains who had disregarded life and death as a sign of gratitude. Chai Qingshan laughed it off, his chest was filled with pride.
The space between Chai Qingshan's eyebrows was split open, and his chest was cut by a Beimang willow. However, compared to Chai Qingshan who looked miserable but did not suffer any injuries, Wei Miao of the Southern Zhao was the one who was seriously injured, whether in terms of physique or Qi. Wei Miao was worthy of being the number one master of Southwest Jianghu. Whether in terms of physique, martial arts attainment, or improvisation, he could be said to be the world's top martial artist. However, the sneak attack by Murong Baoding, nicknamed Half-faced Buddha, and Li Fengshou, the Spider Web Assassin, was too insidious and vicious. Wei Miao took two full punches from Murong Baoding, especially the punch on his head, which actually caused his eardrums to burst and blood clots to form in his brain. If it were not for Hsu Fengnian's attitude of wanting to kill Murong Baoding at the cost of losing the initiative while holding back Tuoba Bodhisattva, the restless Beimang did not dare to make a move. This bought Wei Miao a moment of respite, and also allowed Chai Qingshan's momentum to recover slightly. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for the two grandmasters to turn the situation around with the four thousand Winter Thunder Cavalry from Orange Province and Murong Baoding who was eyeing them covetously.
In fact, if Murong Baoding had the courage to gamble with his own life and decisively chose to attack Wei Miao to win the initiative for Tuoba Bodhisattva, perhaps the young King would have fallen into a difficult situation under North Resisting City. It might even have been possible to end the second Great War of Liang Mang ahead of time. However, Tuoba Bodhisattva did not bother to take the initiative to ask for help from this Great War of Liang Mang. Secondly, Murong Baoding, who was ambitious and wanted to be in the Central Plains, finally obtained a great victory that shook the world outside Liangzhou Pass. He defeated Lu Dayuan's Left Cavalry, and his great military achievement was enough to compare to the first Great War of Liang Mang when the King of the Southern Academy, Dong Zhuo, broke through Hutou City. How could Murong Baoding be willing to take the risk for others? Lastly, in the ambush on the Longyan Plains, the King of New Liang killed Hong Jingyan right under Tuoba Bodhisattva's nose. This made Murong Baoding have to think carefully.
Murong Baoding was not in a hurry to make a move. He looked at the two Martial Masters of the Central Plains, Wei Miao and Chai Qingshan, and said in a clumsy Central Plains official's accent, "There is Lu Dayuan on the battlefield, and there is Wei Miao and Chai Qingshan in the Jianghu. God has treated me, Murong Baoding, badly for more than 40 years, and finally treated me well for once. There is a saying in the Central Plains that goes, 'Mountains and rivers repeat, but there is no way out.' Very wonderful, it really sets the scene. "
After Tuoba Bodhisattva and the young vassal left the place, Murong Baoding, who was wearing silver armor, suddenly had an imposing manner. In the Beimang Jianghu, this member of the royal family, who was originally only known for his rough skin and thick flesh, was ranked very low even if he was on the list of previous martial arts evaluations. This was because Murong Baoding was known to be good at defense and not good at offense. Compared to Zhong Liang, who had directly entered the Finger Mystery Realm from a Second Grade Master, they could be said to be the two extremes of Beimang's martial arts. However, Murong Baoding had brazenly injured Wei Miao with two punches. It was obvious that he had been hiding his strength for so many years. Even when he joined forces with Zhong Liang to ambush Hsu Fengnian in Qingcang City in the early years, he still deliberately hid his cultivation from beginning to end. When it came to tolerance, Murong Baoding was indeed well-versed in it.
Wei Miao was silent and slowly inhaled and exhaled. Since this Beimang was willing to talk loudly, Wei Miao naturally would not take the initiative to seek a quick battle.
Chai Qingshan held the Meter-Long Sword with a calm expression.
The poem from Murong Baoding's mouth was very popular in the Central Plains. However, this half-baked Northern Mang prince probably did not know where it came from. It was the poem "Banishing Liangzhou to Die of Old Age" written by the son of the poet family who won first place in the last years of the Great Feng Dynasty.
Mountains and rivers repeated, willows dark and flowers bright. Just from the words alone, it had always been the most fascinating scenery of Jiangnan. The spring sun was bright and beautiful, the grass was long and the birds were flying. The scenery was pleasant, how could it not make people forget to return?
On the other hand, the northwest of the Great Wall was barren, the yellow soil was barren, and the ravines were crisscrossed. The sky was high and the clouds were low. In this part of the world, the two dragon's strength rushed towards one's face and directly hit one's chest. The desolate and cold atmosphere seemed to make the foreigners take a few steps back before they were willing to give up.
Chai Qingshan walked to Wei Miao's side and smiled, "There is Wei Miao in the fist, there is no fist in the world. You deserve it! "
Wei Miao grinned slightly but did not make a sound.
Xu Fengnian had once joked that he had seen countless experts and grandmasters in his life. Among them, the red-robed man-cat Han Shengxuan, the number one swordsman in the capital, Qi Jiajie, and the purple-robed Xuanyuan Qingfeng of Mount Hui were the most impressive.
Li Chungang, Jian Jiuhuang, and Wei Miao were the least like masters.
Chai Qingshan continued with a smile, "Since the world cannot be without Wei Miao, there are countless young talents in the Sword Forest of the Central Plains. If one or two old guys die, there will always be a few rising stars to replace them. Just the Dongyue Sword Pool alone has my two disciples, Shan Yiyi and Song Tinglu. They are destined to rise in the future. Therefore, Wei Miao, I will fight this battle first."
What Chai Qingshan meant was:
I will die first.
Wei Miao, who urgently needed to recuperate, did not reject the kindness of this sword master. He said in a low voice, "I, Wei Miao, will not boast in my life. I can only promise that I will not let Brother Chai leave alone."
Chai Qingshan hesitated and sighed, "Brother Wei, don't die if you can! You are different from me. There are still people waiting for you in North Rejecting City. "
Unexpectedly, Wei Miao, who was short and had a white cloth tied around his calves, smiled and clenched his fists. He squinted his eyes and said softly, "After she married me, we traveled Jianghu for so many years. Because my appearance is too ordinary and I do not like to be in the limelight, I will not fight if I can avoid trouble. She, who has a lively personality, is so … beautiful as a flower. It seems that she has never felt that she married a good family and always laughed at the man she married for not having enough heroic spirit. Therefore, today, as her man, I, Wei Miao, will do one thing for her …"
Wei Miao did not speak anymore.
Murong Baoding smiled proudly, "Do you two have any last words? In the future, when I, Murong Baoding, enter the Central Plains, I will reminisce about the past with the officials of the Central Plains. It will also be something to talk about. "
Chai Qingshan held his sword in front of him, shook his head and laughed loudly, "A Beimang dog's head is not worth much. It is really an insult to my newly forged sword 'Green Water'!"
Murong Baoding's face was gloomy. He clicked his tongue and said, "It is said that there are two sword schools in the world. Since someone has taken care of the withered sword of the Wu family's Sword Tomb, let me experience the new sword of the Dongyue Sword Pool!"
Chai Qingshan tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and his body swept forward. A bright green rainbow swept across Murong Baoding's chest.
"A deathbed struggle! You are only half as strong as you were in your heyday. So what if I let you, old dog surnamed Chai, attack me a hundred times first? "Murong Baoding's lips curled into a mocking smile. He did not dodge but raised his arms in front of his body.
The sword edge brushed against Murong Baoding's silver armor and cut through iron like mud. However, after breaking through the armor, it fell on the sleeve of the Orange Province's Disciplinary Medallion. It was like fine iron hitting each other, producing an unusual sound of metal hitting stone.
Murong Baoding furrowed his brows and retreated. He had made up his mind to exhaust Chai Qingshan's Qi bit by bit. His body was known as the Great Vajra Realm, which was one in a million among pure martial artists. It was said that his indestructible body was not inferior to that of the Dragon Tree Monk and Li Dangxin, the master and disciple of the Two Zen Temples. More importantly, the armor he wore was one of the best treasures in Beimang's treasury. It was forged in the early Sweet Dew period and was once a secret treasure of the royal family of Dafeng. It was said that its material was similar to the red armor of one of the four grandmasters of the Spring and Autumn Period. With this armor, Murong Baoding originally thought that he could withstand two or three strikes from the Peach Blossom Sword God Đồng Thái, who had the greatest killing power. However, he did not expect Chai Qingshan's sword to break through his armor. This made Murong Baoding retract his underestimation of the grandmasters of the Central Plains.
In fact, Liu Fengshou, who was proficient in assassination, had made a good start but also a bad one.
Li Fengshou almost killed Chai Qingshan with his willow leaf sword. It was not because Chai Qingshan was weak, but because his cooperation with Murong Baoding was flawless. Chai Qingshan's swordsmanship was especially high. It was the best in the southeast of the Central Plains.
If there were grandmasters of fist techniques in the world, other than Wei Miao, only the woman from the Martial Emperor City, Lin Ya, could hold her own.
Then the Sword Forest of the Central Plains was just as Chai Qingshan had said. It was continuous and unbroken. What a magnificent sight it was! It was not that there were no swordsmen other than Đồng Thái, and it was not that there were no sword moves other than Li Chungang's Two Sleeves Green Snake!
Since Murong Baoding was arrogant, Chai Qingshan did not spare him. He chopped down with his sword like a waterfall. The sword aura in front of Murong Baoding was overflowing like a waterfall.
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