His gaze shifted slightly, "There is a girl from the Wang family who is holding an instant. Should she fight to the death or suppress it?"
The old man kept muttering to himself. When he saw the circling green and white Luan, he clicked his tongue and said, "Chaos is everywhere. Chaos, really chaos. There is order in chaos. "
Finally, the old man stretched out two fingers and rubbed his graying temples out of habit. He frowned and said, "Is the Su Of Gojoseon going up against the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow today? Allow this old man to do some calculations. "
The old man did not look at the chaos on the table. He thought for a while, intending to calculate with his fingers. He did not expect that when he closed his eyes, he would take a nap. He no longer cared about the chess game on the table. He smacked his lips and murmured in his half-awake state, "The fragrance of the fish is really fragrant."
Was this gluttonous and mischievous old man really the number one chess player in the past five hundred years whom the Grand Chancellor of the Shangyin Academy half-ridiculed and half-jokingly said, "Transcendent and without vulgarity, truly not human!"?
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The old man, who looked like an ordinary old scholar, was about to fall asleep when a sudden clap of thunder sounded from the ground.
Continuous and unending!
"Young man of the Wu family, do you really want to die?! How long will the Su Of Gojoseon sword be a decoration? "
What did the old God of Swords mean that there was a sword aura in his name?
The green glow of the sword in Li Chungang's hand suddenly increased. Even Pei Nanwei could clearly see that the old God of Swords' three-foot cold blade was like a green snake entrenched in the ground. Previously, it was only wisps and could not be seen clearly. Now, it was as thick as an arm and completely covered the sword itself. The sword lifted and the bamboo pole in Wu Liuding's hand that had been cut like a short dagger was completely crushed into fine powder. Not only that, Wu Liuding, who was originally at ease, was now in a difficult situation. A corner of his sleeve was cut off by the sharp sword aura. Li Chungang did not seem to want to give Wu Liuding a chance to unsheathe the Su Of Gojoseon. He laughed loudly and did not show any mercy. After a round of swordsmanship competition, This Old Man clearly chose the unpopular path of the overbearing sword. If you want to be overbearing, as a swordsman, This Old Man had countless enemies in his life. Who could be more overbearing than the two-sleeved green snake?
This Old Man's sword was neither rising nor falling.
To the east, he saw the Guangling tide and crossed the river. To the north, he saw thousands of wild bulls galloping, he stepped on them as if they were flat ground. To the south, he saw the huge waves of the ocean and exploded the river with one sword. To the west, he went to Mount Lantuo and asked Buddha with his sword. He killed Luohan 23.
Li Chungang's sword momentum increased again!
Was there no end?
Could it be that he wanted to enter the realm of the Land Sword Immortal in one go?
Wu Liuding, who did not have a sword in his hand, had already wandered back and forth from the gates of hell several times.
The flat road was full of desolation and countless ravines crisscrossed.
Behind Wu Liuding, the swordswoman who could be considered as the best swordsman in the Sword Tomb slowly opened her eyes. The Su Of Gojoseon on her back trembled and made the sound of cicadas.
But she knew that when this famous sword was unsheathed and when it was handed over to Wu Liuding. It was very particular. If she was not careful, she would not save people but harm people.
Jiang Ni heard the sound of thunder outside the carriage and finally could not hold back. She carefully lifted the curtain. When she saw the unparalleled sword aura of Li Chungang in the distance, she only said softly, "Very beautiful words."
Yu Youwei sat in the corner of the carriage, holding the frightened white cat Wu Meiniang. Because the two young Kui were lying in the carriage, she heard Jiang Ni's words and glanced at the red sandalwood sword case at her feet. The corner of her mouth revealed a bitter smile.
Blue Bird asked, "Young Master, is the Sword Crown of the Wu Family going to be defeated?"
Hsu Fengnian was only focused on watching the battle. He did not turn around. He shook his head and said, "Defeat is inevitable. This Wu Liuding is too arrogant. If he had pulled out the Su Of Gojoseon from the beginning, it would not be like this. But it's hard to say whether he will die. As the most outstanding genius of the Sword Tomb, Wu Liuding should have a few trump cards. It all depends on whether he can get the Su Of Gojoseon before all his schemes are exhausted. Back then, Xu Xiao said that I was not allowed to hold a blade for ten years. At that time, I was not sensible and let go of everything in a fit of anger. If not for that, I would have arranged for the experts in the residence to kill each other and steal all their hidden supreme arts. No matter what method I use, I will not stop until I reach the threshold of the Vajra Realm. Otherwise, I will not have the face to return to Beiliang. "
Blue Bird smiled gently and said, "It's not difficult."
Hsu Fengnian's mood improved slightly. He chuckled and said, "Thank you for your kind words."
Pei Nanwei could not understand the relationship between Beiliang's His Royal Highness and the female servant called Blue Bird. How could there be such an intimate master and servant in Jing 'an Palace?
Hsu Fengnian suddenly turned to Princess Pei and asked, "You heard everything?"
Princess Jing 'an nodded subconsciously and then shook her head. After being hit in the abdomen by the Winter Embroidered Scabbard, she was really scared.
She turned her head to scare Princess Pei, but she inadvertently saw Blue Bird and the scarlet spear in her hand. She was a little absent-minded.
The ancient spear was the only one among the Nine Great Divine Weapons in the world. Not only was the tip of the spear not sharp, it was abnormally blunt and had a strange curve. But it was this blunt spear that had been soaked in the blood of countless masters in the hands of the Great Grandmaster Wang Xiu. Wang Xiu single-handedly dominated Jianghu for twenty years. He was known for his decisiveness in killing. Countless people died under his spear. No matter the level of his martial arts, no matter his family background, he would pull out his spear and kill people in anger. Among the Four Great Grandmasters, he was the most bloodthirsty and warlike. He would fight to the death to improve his cultivation. Wang Xiu's journey north to Dunhuang was the bloodiest. Every time he killed someone, he would use his spear to pierce through the enemy's head. The first martial arts evaluation said that Wang Xiu stood up at thirty years old. His spear technique was both real and fake. He advanced and retreated quickly. When he was motionless, he was like a mountain. When he moved, he was like thunder. His vitality was unparalleled in the world. The second martial arts evaluation list said that Wang Xiu had no doubts at forty years old. He focused on the origin of martial arts and returned to the natural state. He was extremely refined and eventually established his own school of spear techniques. The third time on the list, Wang Xiu was said to be familiar with all kinds of spear techniques. He was so familiar that he forgot his hands and then forgot his spear. He was already a spear immortal.
When he saw Blue Bird holding the ancient spear, Hsu Fengnian felt for the first time in his life that Blue Bird was a death warrior.
She was as cold as a dead object.
Just as Hsu Fengnian was in a daze when he saw the Instant Spear, a figure rushed out from the reeds and shouted, "His Royal Highness, be careful of the earth armor under your feet!"
Almost at the same time that person warned, the earth under Hsu Fengnian's feet exploded. A huge monster was about to break out of the ground.
Blue Bird's face turned pale. The Instant Spear in her hand stabbed at the puppet that was sneakily attacking His Royal Highness.
"Can I make it in time?"
Her eyes lit up. They were dazzling.
For some reason, Hsu Fengnian, who should have been killed in one blow, pulled out his Winter Embroidery Blade. It was as if he had done it intentionally or unintentionally. It was as if he had done it on purpose.
"One Sword Immortal Kneels!"
On the path in the rain, Li Chungang had once used an umbrella as a sword to break the water armor of the Talisman General's red armor.
Hsu Fengnian had tried so hard to learn the essence of that sword move. However, at the moment of life and death, he had finally merged it into his Winter Embroidery Blade.
Pei Nanwei only saw the dandy prince's beautiful clothes fluttering in the wind as he stabbed down with one hand. It was a natural move.
The assassin was forcefully stabbed back into the ground.
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