Chapter 241: Keeping silent (IV)
When Xu Fengyen leisurely took a step forward, his black and gold python robe with big sleeves swayed lightly.
Not far away, Li Haoran, Qi Jiajie’s first disciple, wearing the famous sword “Eight Manna”, claiming to have the eight swords of the Finger Xuan realm, the Northland Sword Dao master, remained motionless.
The spectators upstairs and downstairs on both sides of the lower Mawei stage pavilion could not help but silently marvel for Li Haoran in their hearts, worthy of being a young master who can stand firm in Tai’an City, even when facing one of the world’s four great masters, Xu Fengyen, he could still be so calm and relaxed. No wonder in the unfathomable capital city jianghu, many seniors and bigwigs have threatened that Li Haoran is expected to match Mr. Qi’s martial arts realm in less than ten years, and that he may not have no opportunity to ascend to the top of the Sword Forest in his lifetime, and go to see the scenery of the sword path in the eyes of Li Chungang Deng Tai’a, who is one of only a handful of people.
The layman sees the fun, the insider sees the doorway.
The old man’s “young man” could not help but snicker, this kid surnamed Li where is a plan, is simply scared silly. To be precise, not scared silly, but do not dare to move. Xu Fengyen that step, seemingly uneventful, but an invitation to war, the intention of the long, has long been spread throughout the street, the object of the invitation to war, there are three of them Zhao hook side by side, but also some of the street on both sides of the building of the deep hidden characters. So the meaning of this step is very simple, since to the lower Mawei post house this side, then the visitor is a guest, he Beiliang King “family big business”, are entertained. Unfortunately, Li Haoran was not one of them.
Li Haoran, who is the closest to Xu Fengyen, knows his own pain, he is not among the finger Xuan realm masters, but he can make a number of finger Xuan sword, the perception of qi is quite sharp, according to reason, encountered a strong enemy, a narrow road, and the master of the sheath “eight manna”, should be eager to tremble more than right, but the sheath of the long sword instead of demonstrating for this, instead of doing a shrinking violet. On the contrary, do up the head turtle, dead air, so that the human sword centrifugal situation, as if the yin and yang are separated. Li Haoran talent is very good, practicing sword for many years, in the martial arts cultivation on smooth sailing, whether it is with the master qi jiajie once a year to ask for advice and consultation, or when the Tongxi sword fairy Lu Baijie order to the capital as an official, he went to the outside of the city on the instructions of qi jiajie to welcome with the sword, have not encountered this kind of thing. Only at this moment did Li Haoran understand the truth that both his master who had high hopes for him and the extraordinary temperament of Tongxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie were taking pity on the younger generation of swordsmen, so they never poured out their strength.
The crippled old man’s face was heavy as he asked the Qi Practitioner Patriarch, “Apart from Chai Qingshan of the Dongyue Sword Pool in the vicinity, could there be any other experts?”
The Qi Practitioner Grandmaster whose strength had skyrocketed to Great Heavenly Elephant Cultivation said bitterly, “Other than the three of us, we only detected that the Northern Liang King had also divided six strands of qi, four of which are right here within the post house tavern, while the remaining two strands are not here. Just similar to you, outside of Chai Qingshan, I don’t know the identities of those five either. Even if it wasn’t for Xu Fengnian inviting a battle in this manner, I wouldn’t have been able to discover their existence earlier.”
The crippled old man frowned, “The big and small sect masters within the capital city who have taken a hand in the battle have all previously gravitated towards the two places of the Imperial Palace and the Qin Tian Supervisory Authority, if we say that the old master of the Wu Family’s Sword Mound has run to Lower Mawei today to watch the battle because he is secluded within the city, that’s still quite reasonable, but where are those five people from?”
Speaking here, the lame old man couldn’t help but look around, his face full of unimaginable thoughts as he lamented, “Five whole people! Five Great Masters who are indistinguishable from each other? If just one or two of them fought, this capital city would still be in a state of panic?”
Suddenly, the crippled old man and the number one Qi Practitioner in the Northern Lands looked at each other, seeing a strong panic in each other’s eyes.
They simultaneously thought of a terrifying possibility, what if there happened to be a Cao Changqing among these five people, or what if the arrival of the great official son was a tacit agreement formed by the Northern Liang and Western Chu, and once the remaining three chose to stand by coldly?
The original Tai’an City’s strong heritage, these twenty years, in addition to the Wudi City Wang Xianzhi may not be able to stop, spare Cao Changqing can not get what they want. Although now Han Sheng Xuan Liu Artemisia Qi Jiajie three people are gone, which means that Tai’an City in the four cities of the Palace City, the Imperial City, the inner city and the outer city, in addition to the lame old man as always responsible for guarding the outer city, have lost the vital sitting guard of the city, but at the moment, Wu Family Sword Graveyard sword Road Grand Master Wu see is considered to be a replacement for the Liu Artemisia Division, coupled with the several generations of the Longhu Mountain Heavenly Masters layer by layer to add that hidden talismanic formations, and diffraction of the Sage Gongfu Sage Zhang in Yuan Benxi and Xie Guanying two readers to help carefully create that masterstroke, Zhao hook therefore dare to guarantee to His Majesty the Emperor, the new Emperor Xu Fengnian as long as the single-handedly into the palace, the same can only be in and can not be out of the miserable end, only then to be affected by the pond fish how much, is it a thousand or two thousand, or more, Zhao hook do not dare to beat his chest.
But when Xu Fenian side more a similar realm of great masters, Tai’an City in the northern part of the Qi Practitioners and dead and wounded, the two big formation weakened quite a lot, once the Wu Family Sword Mound of the Wu See is not willing to put out a dead force to intercept, the consequences are unimaginable.
The young man with the horizontal sword reached out and held the hilt of the short sword behind his back, and sneered: ”What can a mother-in-law do, no matter! This fight, I’ll take the lead!”
Crippled old man was about to say something, the clean-cut young man Zhao Hook leader has already started to rush forward, he is not in a hurry to unsheathe his sword, his body leans forward, running forward every step like a dragonfly pointing at the water, extremely light and agile.
I do not know when, python robe eye-catching young feudal lord, has stood in always “immobile as a mountain” Li Haoran side, shoulder to shoulder, a person facing the street, a person facing the door of the lower Mawei stage hall.
In the blink of an eye, the crowd only felt a compulsion to look around, and found that the unknown young man with the horizontal sword, like a fool standing in front of the young feudal king, still maintain the posture of holding the sword, the blade is only half sheathed.
Looking forward to a real battle of the peak of the spectators watchers, completely unintelligible.
Not long ago that called Wu Lai Fu bastard thing, at least in the Northern Liang Wang complete pulled out a whole knife, to your time, the forward momentum quite human-like dog, how people are running to the Northern Liang Wang in front of the body, suddenly there is no movement?
You say you a crotch with a handle, and not the jianghu that gang of admiration for the king of Beiliang female warrior fairies, how to stay there as if it were a wooden chicken?
The two sides of the street immediately booed and cheered to death.
Outside the lower Mawei stage, in addition to crippled old man and qi practitioner master, see the depth of the doorway do not go to the window to join in the fun, as for grabbing the wind and water to think of a glimpse of the good women, want to see is the kind of heaven and earth wonderful moves, speak of a how to shock the world and weeping God how to come.
Almost no one noticed that the hand of the young man holding the knife, has been blood and flesh, especially close to the hilt of the palm of the hand, white bone visible.
The sleeve of the arm holding the knife was even in shreds.
With the young feudal king face to face with the Zhao hook leader of the corners of the mouth oozing blood, face grim, but also through the disbelief and unwillingness.
Two people beside the “enemy does not move I do not move, the enemy has moved I still do not move” Li Haoran sweating, only to hear the king of northern Liang smiled and said to that person: “know you hide killer, but the reason why you are now alive …… ”
This “people can not look like” Zhao hook leader instantly removed all disguises, just at this time, he was stunned and looked down.
A small half of a slightly slender arm pierced through his chest.
The arm slowly draws back.
Killing people like Zhao hook giant hard to turn his head, only to see an old sable hat, a showy face, the girl also gnawed half a scallion oil cake.
Killing people and eating cakes at the same time.
He recognized her.
A file belonging to the top secret within Zhao Hook had a vague record that outside of Xiangfan City in Qingzhou, she killed the assassin of Ming Yin, the eleventh king in the world.
A madman who had blocked Wang Xianzhi from entering Liang several times alone.
The assassin died as an assassin.
Xu Fengyen casually reached out and pushed the corpse away, saw the sable hat that somewhat hid her eyebrows because it was slightly large, helped her lift it, then gently pressed it.
Xu Fenian laughed: ”If you really don’t feel at ease, stand behind me next, no need to make a move. Well, a little farther away is all.”
She did not say anything and walked behind Xu Fenian with a stern face, ten steps.
Xu Fenian turned his head and looked at the girl with a helpless face.
Reluctantly, she swept towards the dragon clawed acacia outside the post house and sat on a branch, her arm rubbing against the branch.
Xu Fengnian gently exhaled, looked into the distance, and said aloud, “Cao Changqing, Chen Zhibao, Deng Tai’a, Xuanyuan Qingfeng, which one of you will come first?”
Half the city could be heard.
Li Haoran gulped and asked cautiously, “Your Highness, or should I give way?”
Xu Fengnian laughed, “It’s fine, just stand behind me.”
The crippled old man said in a deep voice, “We can go now.”
The Qi Practitioner Patriarch nodded with some regret.
The two of them flickered away.
This muddy water, they couldn’t afford to trip, and there were only a handful of people in the whole world who could afford to do so.
Previously, that Zhao Hook fellow’s sword was not sheathed, which was equal to Xu Fengyen telling them a cruel truth, under the heavenly phenomenon, it was just one move.
Qi Practitioner Masters do not want to take their own lives to prove that “under the Land Immortals, it is only one move”.
The green-shirted Confucian scholar inside a certain restaurant smiled and simply poured himself a glass of wine.
The white-clothed man across the street frowned, and a white-white man sitting at the table next to his wanted to speak.
The woman in purple at the top of Tai’an City hesitated for a moment, then swept above the roofs as if she were walking on the ground.
From the south of the city to the Lower Mawei Stage House, the ground was flat. Song Tinglu, a teenager from the East Vietnam Sword Pool, had a red face and said angrily, “Master, this guy is also too unselfconscious, by what right doesn’t he count you, Master?!”
The young girl carrying multiple long swords on her back covered her mouth and laughed gently.
Her elbow was very much turned outward.
Chai Qingshan said despondently, “Since Master didn’t use his sword in the Wudang Escape Summer Town, he is not qualified to use his sword on him in this life, so there’s nothing to be angry about. Ting Lu, if you feel bad for master, then put your heart into practicing the sword, don’t fish for three days and sun-dry the net for two days, the way of martial arts, only relying on talent can’t eat for a lifetime.”
The young girl made a face as she fell on her face.
The teenager snorted coldly.
The old Wu Family Sword Mound master at the window of the inn laughed and cursed, “This kid!”
An old man inside the room reminded in a shrill voice, “Don’t forget your duty.”
This person was none other than the eunuch with the brush of the Secretary of Ceremonies who had declared his decree to the King of Northern Liang at that time.
Wu See did not turn around and gathered his smile, “Oh?”
The eunuch who did not wear the red python robe subconsciously took a step back.
Wu See’s tone was bland, “I and King Shu came to watch the battle this time, but only to ensure that that Cao Changqing would not take the opportunity to head to the Imperial Palace, you guys don’t want to take an inch for an inch.”
That north-south oriented imperial street is highly hierarchical, a man with a donkey who can only honestly walk on the outermost imperial road, sees a young sword-wearing chivalrous man trotting at a fast pace and shouts, “Young man, can I borrow a sword?”
The young man, who was on his way to the lower Mawei Stage House to watch the battle, impatiently said, “By what right?!”
The middle-aged man made some bargaining tone, “By virtue of the fact that I am Deng Ta’a?”
The young man froze, then laughed, “Fuck off! You’re Teng Tai’a? The lead donkey really thinks he is the Peach Blossom Sword God? I’m still the King of Northern Liang! Buddy, why don’t we have a fight here?”
The man with the donkey sighed, “Young people nowadays.”
The young man glared, “What? You’re not convinced?”
The hanyou patted the old donkey’s back, “Old fellow, wait a while, I’ll go and come back. I, ah, will use this sword to go say hello to Cao Changqing, as a farewell to him.”
In an instant, on the straight line from the main south gate of Tai’an City to the Lower Mawei Stage Pavilion, as long as there were swordsmen with swords, men and women, young and old, no matter whether they wore swords or carried swords, no matter whether their swords were long or short.
Thousands of people, all standing around an inconspicuous middle-aged man, holding the sword that they do not know when to sheath.
Cao Changqing, finally put down his wine cup and stood up.
A long purple rainbow ran straight down the Mawei Stage House crashing into Xu Fengnian.
It was as if it would not stop until death.