Chapter 080 – Returning the Sword in Luoyang

Xu Fengyen pointed at the green-shirted swordsman leading his horse forward on the street and laughed, “If I’m not wrong, it should be Song Nianqing of the East Vietnam Sword Pool.”

Luo Yang said flatly, “So what?”

Xu Fengyen was afraid that she would not take it seriously, underestimating the world’s jianghu heroes, patiently explained with a smile, “This guy is not a swordsman who is just fishing for fame, his finger xuan realm in sword art is much more real than that of the Niubizi Taoist priests, he is one of the most famous swordsmanship masters in Liyang, moreover, Song Nianqing’s art and Taoism are compatible, and he is well-versed in the three religions, he is not a rash man who only understands brute force, he is definitely tough to beat up. He’s not just a brute, so he’ll be tough to beat. Not counting the sneaky sparring, after Song Nianqing became the sword pool family head at a young age, this half of the azi is known to have nineteen strikes, each time will change the sword to change the move, one of them with twelve swords, or to go to the Wudi City and Wang Xianzhi competition, of course, did not win, but I heard that the fight was a great deal of noise. Today’s jianghu, wudang wang xiaoping and dragon tiger mountain qi xianman and wu family sword crown wu liuding, three people than I’m afraid that temporarily are slightly inferior, you do not take it seriously. This time, at least the old-timer breath with a full fourteen sword, looks to be to fight the old look, when he lost to Wang Xianzhi, he these years in seclusion cultivation, the realm must be improved a lot, you on the heart, don’t think of others as what cats and dogs.”

As a result, Luo Yang choked Xu Feng Nian with one sentence, “Compare to Deng Tai’a?”

With a heartfelt Zhu-robed Yin wandering around, Xu Fengyen’s ears were extraordinarily clear, and for some reason, he didn’t detect the presence of Artemisia Liu’s master. Could it be that this Zhao family old dog thought that a Song Nianqing was enough to kill him?

Wu family sword mound and east Vietnam sword pool has not been regarded as a martial arts force, in addition to the two sides of the rare characters to travel to the rivers and lakes, and then again these two sword forest giant tree is too high into the clouds, any you are fast snow mountain manor such as the premier gangs in the state and county sects, on these two behemoths, but also only bowed down to the part of the Chen Chen Chen. Wu family sword mound in nine swords to break ten thousand riders, from the peak of the river down, East Vietnam sword pool has been wanting to suppress is known as the family school is the world of swordsmanship Wu family a head, and even go so far as to take the initiative with the Liyang court eye to eye, the sword pool young generation of leading Li Yi Bai with eighteen swords maidservant appeared in the fast snow mountain manor for the wild goose castle to advocate and build up momentum, is a clear evidence of this. Xu Fengyen’s perception of the sword pool has not been good, but Li Yi Bai is not bad, when the first time to venture into the world, had witnessed a thick man chivalry, out of the simple and not fancy, at the time Xu Fengyen did not think that it was a high level of sword skills, only think that this buddy is not bad, not too big, and then only know that he is expected to be the head of the sword pool of the sword Dao Junyan, so this time in the fast snow mountain manor murder! Therefore, this time in the fast snow mountain manor murder, just looking for spring posting grass hall and wild goose castle trouble. Li Yi Bai’s master, that is, the contemporary patriarch of the East Vietnam Sword Pool, Song Nianqing, for the first time in nearly thirty years left the Sword Pool, and piggybacked on fourteen famous swords, it seems that they will never rest until they take away Xu Fenian’s head.

Xu Fengyen asked softly, “Why don’t you not be too busy to make a move, I’ll go and try the depths?”

Luo Yang sneered, “Afraid that I will easily kill Song Nianqing and scare the snakes, and Artemisia Liu will be a shrinking violet, spoiling your calculations of the yellow bird in the back? I wonder, with your current hands, against Liu Artemisia is to hit a stone with an egg, how, when the time comes to be beaten half dead, hope that I help you again? Let’s say in advance, even if I help, it will be after Master Artemisia Liu has slaughtered you, to help you collect your corpse.”

Xu Fengnian grinned and smiled brightly, “Not so mindful of preaching, I just think that since I’m going to fight, there’s no reason for me to hide in the back.”

Luo Yang tsked, “Come to think of it, someone outside Dunhuang city guarded the city gate with one sword, blocked hundreds of riders and then swaggered into the city, what a great honor!”

Xu Fengyen shamelessly said, “A good man doesn’t mention the courage of the past, what’s the point of talking about this.”

Outside the window, a team of armor-clad cavalrymen galloped through the street, dispersing the people without any explanation and driving them out of the city, at first, there were still the gentry and scholars who had a good family background cursing and grumbling, but the result was that the cavalrymen took the end of the iron spears to smash them down directly, and then dragged them away like a dead dog. Many of the people nestled in their homes are also hard to escape, in the cold winter weather in groups were expelled to the city gates, some neighbors of the big clan members did not escape, after the merger, thought of ganging up to make a mess, when they saw the government offices of the county magistrates are the same as the fleeing procession, but also did not have the courage to touch the bad luck. Not long ago, the neighborhood of the restaurant almost became an empty city. Restaurant diners have long run out, the shopkeeper also do not care about the gang of scoundrels owed money for drinks, dragging the family to leave in a hurry. Some of the green skin ruffians want to fish in troubled waters, taking advantage of the people to go to the city empty to go to the rich people to take some antiques and toys gold and silver fine soft, the results from the field to draw into the city of the city’s cavalry patrol is to kill on the spot, there are a few legs clever ruffians to see the opportunity is not good, trying to escape over the wall, directly by the arrows into a hedgehog. At one time it is even more panic, do not know what happened to the disaster, a person thought that it is not possible to war again? Those who have experienced the war in the Spring and Autumn, the old man, the wind, but also the pathos of tears, with the ancestors of the women and children are also more than crying.

Street pedestrians birds and beasts scattered, around the horse carrying a large pile of swords on the back of the green shirt of the old man is more and more eye-catching, when Xu Fengyen stood up to look at the street, the old man also looked up to look at, after the eye, Song Nianqing do things quickly, without saying a word, loosened the reins of the horse, from the back of the horse to carry out a long sword, towards the direction of the second floor of the restaurant gently cut out a half-arc.

Xu Fengyen in Song Nianqing handed out the first sword on the high jump, one hand holding the beam, sitting on the chair of Luo Yang than his master demeanor beyond a few streets, not moving, the half-arc sword astral cut through the outer wall of the building like cutting tofu, directly to Luo Yang.

Luo Yang a finger gently nudge the glazed marigold, sliding forward on the tabletop a short distance of one inch.

A person, a table and a chair were like a fish cutting through the ripples, forcing the stern sword diang to slide out sideways to both sides.

This dash of sword qi cut through the back wall of the restaurant and still stabbed straight into the clouds for more than ten feet before slowly dissipating.

Half of the restaurant building slid down diagonally, and some of the tiles and broken wood bounced off a few feet outside Luo Yang’s body. Xu Fengyen of course would not follow the collapsed restaurant down together, letting go of the beams and landing beside Luo Yang, glancing at this speechless twat, he really did not know what to say. Xu Fengyen hard shoulder can also carry down Song Nianqing try a sword, of course, absolutely not as easy as Luoyang. Furthermore, Song Nianqing first sword, ask the ritual meaning more than killing, quite a sword pool to welcome guests to the flavor of the first ritual after the military, among the finger after Xuan, the control of the qi than compared to the realm of the diamond to be a big cut above, the spring god lake Zhao condensed in front of the lake to blow the flute, by virtue of the sound of the flute in the various strong and weak degree of turbulence, you can perceive the crowd of realm high and low, it is this trick, Song Nianqing the sword, Luo Yang dared to take it down in a clear way. Song Nianqing a sword, as long as the opponent hard to fight, of course, not can accurately deduce the depth of the enemy’s realm, but can clearly know the opponent roughly in what cultivation above, then after the hand out of the second sword of the third sword, will not be under this, more beneficial to his sword heart.

The restaurant became as if there was no cover for the simple wine shop, revealing a man and a woman sitting at a stop on the second floor.

Song Nianqing was just like the rumors, immediately sheathing his sword after handing it out, putting one hand on the other scabbard and asking aloud, “I am Song Nianqing of the East Vietnam Sword Pool, may I ask who is upstairs?”

The object of the old master’s solemn questioning, naturally, will not be the world is known to His Highness, the jianghu regardless of the masters or low hand skill fight, most have the habit of asking for details, nicknames are what, masters of the door, how to be born. This is not superfluous, in addition to those fledgling nobodies prefer to give themselves a loud nickname, can be ignored, the rest of the jianghu people can have a cheesy nickname is quite rare, are relying on the ability to rely on the gold and silver hard work out of everyone together in the jianghu, is a peer, mixing mouth to mouth, mixing mouth to mouth, with the good is not a mistake, on the long-famous characters, mostly Do not want to offend to death, so many of the martial arts in a word of disagreement and pull the knife on the friction provocation, in the mutual enrollment number can often be turned into a peace, in fact, did not fight, but still beautifully called do not fight to keep away from the world, the jianghu is definitely good at the right and left of the old grease, the rash young people, even if the cultivation of a good, do not know how to not look at the face of the Buddha’s face of the reasoning, and often also have to eat a lot of unnecessary boring loss, many The great future of the jianghu children, is a sinew, messed with the rich and powerful clan strong enemy still do not know how to go forward and backward, the results of how to die do not know. In the world’s sword forest in the top of the sword road giant son of Song Nianqing is not exempt, that look at the age of the woman in white is really let him shocked, Li Yang when there is such a deep hidden woman?

Xu Fengyen coldly grunted, “It’s my friend, what’s wrong?”

Luo Yang squinted at Xu Fengyen, would she not know that little plan in this guy’s stomach, if she bluntly reported her identity, I’m afraid that Song Nianqing, no matter how bullying and conceited she was, she would have to weigh it up, and then this guy’s wishful thinking in front of her wouldn’t necessarily be able to hit the ground running.

Xu Fengyen is still singing a one-man show there, “Surname Song, if you have the ability to try to climb the stairs, don’t get close to us. Back then, you carried twelve swords to Wudi City, but not gray and returned empty-handed, today there are two more swords, so what, if you have the ability to use all fourteen swords, I’ll put my words down here, we are not bad to take down a handle!”

Luo Yang calmly asked, “Aren’t you bored, aren’t you ashamed?”

Xu Fengyen turned his head and laughed in a low voice, “It’s not easy for me to get into the lap of the No. 1 person of the Devil’s Way, so let me have a good shake of the wind.”

Song Nianqing was not enraged by Xu Fengyen’s frivolous words, her mind was calm, she did not talk to Xu Fengyen, she only gently tapped the scabbard of her sword, this time her hand did not hold the sword, but instead she harnessed the sword twenty feet away from her hand, her sword aura rose a few points bigger than the first sword, the tip of the sword was slightly lifted, and it swept diagonally towards Xu Fengyen on the second floor.

Luo Yang stood up, she obviously did not have the mood to spend down to sit and wait for that dozen of swords, leaped down the restaurant, and that flying sword staggered, and then one hand held the hilt of the sword, the long sword trembled more than, heard all over the city.

Song Nianqing held the third sword hanging on the back of the horse, instead of panicking because the sheathed long sword was caught by Luo Yang, but will smile. This sword name white head, the world white head can not escape from each other, the sword and the sword Qi sheathed when already separated, only one of the broken are not the big picture. Song Nianqing this second sword, the original tip of the sword itself is pointed at Xu Fenian, but the sword gas is drawn to the graceful and heroic white woman, and white head centrifugal not separate, as long as Xu Fenian hastily shot, the long sword to impose any hit and qi, can be transferred to the sword gas, this is the white head of the sword of the subtlety of the place. If he was the first to notice the presence of the sword qi, it would be the same thing if he initiated a block on the sword qi.

Luo Yang’s five fingers fiercely gripped, the longsword in her hand immediately interrupted the wail, the perfect sword tire was shattered, but she was the means of overpowering, to the lurking in the shadows of the sword qi is like adding oil to the fire.

Xu Fengyen waited until the sword gas suddenly approaching to realize the subtleties of it, cursed, not to scold Song Nianqing treachery, or complain Luoyang deliberately pit people, eight flying swords out of the sleeve to do the thunder pool.

The corner of Xu Fengnian’s mouth quietly curled up, inverted that completely lost the spirit of the long sword, landing lightly, running towards Song Nianqing.

Only to see her hand sword qi skyrocketed across more than ten feet, thick as a bowl, such as a comet trailing its tail, imposing.

Song Nianqing heart shocked, the original right hand holding the sword only, immediately add a sword into the hand.

Inverted grip of the longsword Luo Yang loosened the hilt, longsword and sword qi together thrown at Song Nianqing, in fact, more like a smash.