Sword of Coming

There was deathly silence on the battlefield. A large circle of military formations with the young man as the center, after a moment of shock, started to make a neat sound of vibrating armor. The army was fighting, not just to watch the excitement. For a while, there were clusters of spears and crossbows. , all aimed at the young swordsman who called himself Da Liren.

Then Chen Ping'an made a very inappropriate action. He put the locust sword back into the wooden box with his left hand, deftly picked off the wine gourd with his right hand, and then suddenly raised his left hand high, as if to say to the Shushui Army: Wait a moment, everyone. For a moment, let me drink and fight again.

Suddenly there was a wave of uproar, and even some captains and captains who were good at fighting looked at each other. Could it be that this young swordsman who cut down the golden armor with one sword was really an enemy of ten thousand people? How can you walk like this from start to finish, drive all the way forward, and treat an army of tens of thousands of people as if it were nothing? How can we fight this humiliating battle! We can't let our brothers risk their lives to fill a bottomless pit, right? The pension of one hundred taels of silver is very high, but among the battlefields in the world, who is willing to watch the living lives around them turn into a pile of dead money?

The two natal flying swords on the first day and the fifteenth day of the lunar month have already achieved military success, which inadvertently helped Chen Ping'an's illusion of invincibility.

The sword energy of the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal slashed at Song Yushao, rushing forward like a tidal wave, but Chu Yi, who flew by wantonly, kept shuttling in the tidal wave, eating away bit by bit. The military monk of Shushui State, who had a huge ax in both hands, was pointed directly between his eyebrows by the frighteningly fast Shi Shi. He was so frightened that the burly man had to put away his offensive. He was not willing to trade his life with Song Yushao, and kept using his two axes. A clear and melodious ding-ding-dong-dong was heard from around the body, and the twin axes were even more sparks flying.

Song Yushao took advantage of the situation and took a breath of fresh air. He stretched out his arms horizontally, holding the sword with a shining sword. He hung a bamboo scabbard on his waist. His sword intent surged all over his body. He was dressed in black and was floating in the wind. He was extremely happy to be able to fight again. .

After Chen Ping'an raised his arms to play tricks, he raised his head and drank while thinking silently in his heart: "On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, continue to entangle your opponents. It doesn't matter if your moves are a little more fancy..."

On the first day of Fei Jian's life, he was like a pestering scoundrel, eyeing the "little girl" Qingzhu Sword Fairy. On the fifteenth day, he chewed up the heavy weapon and the double ax until it was beyond recognition. It was full of potholes, which made the burly man feel heartbroken. .

The Qingzhu Sword Immortal, whose eyesight and cultivation level are head and shoulders above everyone else, this kendo master who aspires to comb the head of the old sword master of Shui Kingdom, while resisting the first grade of junior high school, he spoke angrily with a murderous look on his face, and revealed the secret of heaven with one word : "That young man drank twice was a lie, but taking a breath was real!"

The battle between martial arts masters is an opportunity that cannot be lost and will never come back.

Chen Ping'an had already put down his arm, fastened the sword gourd to his waist, jumped over the army formation, and grinned at the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal.

Song Yushao, who had a new look, added fuel to the fire and laughed loudly: "Melon skin!"

The old man in brocade robes who had previously summoned a golden-armored warrior with a talisman smiled bitterly after losing the treasure at the bottom of the box. He twisted out three cyan talismans with both hands, but the runes were no longer gold. One was silver and two had red characters. After being thrown out, three more warriors from the Taoist Talisman Sect crashed to the ground, standing side by side, blocking the main general, one warrior in silver armor and two warriors in brass.

When Song Yushao and the young Sword Immortal joined forces to fight in front of Daguo, the enemy sides had switched offense and defense.

Without the latter, Song Yushao would have actually died in this battle.

But with the addition of an inexplicable spoiler, Song Yushao had some advantages.

Chu Hao's judgment of the battlefield situation was extremely clear. He had spent half his life as a soldier and had fought more than thirty battles, large and small, without a single defeat. He still had this kind of discernment.

So the gloomy-faced general secretly poured Wu Fu's true energy into the silver ingot-shaped military treasure in his hand. This armor pill, the most precious armor pill in his wife's generous dowry, instantly became like mercury on the outside of Chu Hao's armor. Flow, the original black military heavy armor turned into a pair of snow-white treasure armor covered with cloud patterns and ancient seals, named Shenren Chenglu Armor, commonly known as Ganlu Armor on the mountain.

Although it is the lowest rank among military strategists, no general in more than ten countries, including Soshui Kingdom, can possess this thing. Of course, it is not in the pockets of these pillars of the country who hold powerful soldiers. There is no money, but there is a price but no market. Otherwise, not to mention it is worth 1,500 snow coins, even if the price doubles, the generals are willing to sell iron to buy a pair. Three thousand snow coins on the mountain. Three hundred thousand taels of silver are exchanged for the best life-saving amulet. Who wouldn't want to spend this money? It's just impossible to buy it.

The military monks on the mountain almost all have a monopoly on the armor pills, but the Qi practitioners other than sword cultivators cannot compete with the former two in tempering their bodies. Therefore, they want to purchase armor pills as amulets. Where can the reckless warriors at the bottom of the mountain get their hands on them? Isn't that a waste of natural resources?

Song Yushao began to move forward. He no longer had any worries, and he moved forward more and more confidently with one man and one sword.

Because Chen Pingan is helping the queen.

Chen Pingan laughed loudly and took a step forward, more than two feet away, "Come back!"

On the first day of the new year, he reluctantly let go of the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal and walked back slowly, obviously having a bad temper.

Feijian Fifteen instantly surrounded Chen Ping'an, blocking the swarming spear points and arrows for him.

The Green Bamboo Sword Immortal, who was always standing on the back of the war horse, sighed and reluctantly glanced at the bamboo scabbard on Song Yushao's waist. This Songxi Sword Immortal, whose reputation in the world was even higher than that of Song Fengshan, leaned back and pointed his toes. He swept away in an instant, turned around in the air, stepped on the heads of the soldiers behind the big banner, and just flew away. After completely leaving the Shushui Kingdom army, the young swordsman put away the piece of green bamboo and hung it around his waist. , walked slowly towards the direction of Zhoucheng, looked back at the big bamboo stick, and said regretfully: "If I want to seize the opportunity to seize the Qingshenshan Bamboo Sheath again, I don't know how long it will take for the Year of the Ox and the Moon of the Horse. Song Yushao will be able to do this this time. If you survive, you can still live for twenty or thirty years, right?"

When Qingzhu Sword Immortal escaped from the battlefield, the army of Shushui Kingdom immediately began to lose morale. Chu Hao looked a little confused and turned to look at the infantry formations stationed in several places. It was only slightly better than bombing the camp. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this. It's only right to be in a chaotic position. Although the combat power of these four troops garrisoned at Shushui State Pass is far inferior to that of their own direct troops, there are two old elite infantry battalions that have been trained in border wars for many years, so they are far from being so unbearable.

When Chu Hao saw a general in charge of the local garrison, instead of stopping the bad situation that was almost corrupt, he sat high on his horse with his arms folded across his chest, as if he was an outsider. Chu Hao's face suddenly turned livid, and he gritted his teeth in anger. He wished he could gallop over on his horse and chop him into pieces with random knives.

Chu Hao's face changed greatly, he raised his buttocks and looked up. At some point, the thick garrison formation, which was basically stationary, became an obstacle to the rescue of the elite cavalry of the direct line of the Chu family. He and dozens of cavalry were already close to him under the banner. The retinue was isolated from the three thousand fine cavalry.

Song Yushao faced the enemy with a strong man holding an ax and the talisman warrior invited by the old man in brocade robes. He still had some strength left and was always observing Chu Hao's every move.

Chen Ping'an gradually discovered the strangeness of the development of the situation. The rapid and fierce offensive of the infantry formation slowly declined. Except for the group of Jianghu masters who gathered to besiege him, the arrows and spears in the army became increasingly sparse. In the end, they just watched the fire from the other side. , just like watching a play. Moreover, there are constantly military commanders who look like captains and captains riding their horses in the gaps between the formations, constantly talking to some subordinate corps commanders and elite soldiers.

Song Yushao cut a brass warrior in half with one sword, and the talisman that was knocked back to its original shape turned into ashes in the air. Another sword slashed through two giant axes, and a long string of sparks exploded and scattered in all directions. Open, those hot sparks turned from ax fragments shattered on the armor of the soldiers in the distance, and they even made a slight sound of gold and stone when they were struck in pairs. It can be seen from this that the number one martial artist in the Shushui Kingdom on the battlefield was His cultivation is so shocking.

After forcing away the military monks worshiped by the court of Shushui Kingdom with one sword, Song Yushao pointed the tip of his sword at Chu Hao and said with a smile: "I am going to welcome you from afar this time. I only invite General Chu Hao to be a guest in the villa. The rest will wait. If you are willing to fight to the death, fight to the death, stand firm under the sword, and take responsibility for life and death!"

Under the banner, there was a loud bang.

It turned out that Chen Ping'an had unknowingly moved the battlefield with more than a dozen martial arts masters to a place only fifty steps away from the big banner, and then entrusted his back to Chu Yi and Fifteen Liang. Using the flying sword, he quietly used a square-inch talisman, directly crossing the small battlefield where Song Yushao and the two Qi practitioners were, and appeared ten steps in front of General Chu Hao, who was wearing nectar armor! With an arrow step, he stepped heavily on the ground, then tilted his body upward, and punched the horse's head with his right hand. The head of the tall horse was shattered and its legs were broken. His military talent was second to none in Shushui Kingdom, but his martial arts level was actually only three. Chu Hao, who was in the state, immediately fell forward, and was hit in the chest by Chen Pingan's left hand. Although the spiritual energy contained in the nectar armor condensed in the area where Chen Pingan's fist hit almost at the same time, Chu Hao was still punched. It shot towards the sky and fell heavily to the ground three or four feet away, causing a burst of dust to fly on the official road.

Chen Ping'an continued to run forward, and a Chu family's elite cavalry retinue angrily charged forward. The retinue with superb riding skills tightened the reins, raised its two hoofs high on the mount, and stepped heavily on the head of the young swordsman!

Chen Pingan accelerated forward and rushed forward, bending down to appear on the horse's belly. Then he straightened his back instantly and bumped into the horse with one shoulder. The collision caused the horse's hooves to hang in the air and fly backwards!

Chen Pingan went straight forward, his feet suddenly exerted force, just like the scene in his hometown where the young eagle was crossing the stream. Just like the scene where Chu Hao was struggling to get up, he was punched on the top of his head. Abnormally, Chu Hao himself felt dizzy again and fell backwards, rolled his eyes, and passed out completely.

Chen Ping'an has also come to the guy who vowed to be among the top ten military generals in Yizhou. He squatted down and reached out to hold Chu Hao's neck. Then he stood up and lifted the Shushui Kingdom general's neck into the air. He was at the height of his shoulders, shook his head, turned to Song Yushao and smiled: "Senior Song, we caught him!"

The situation was over. The two royal qigong practitioners looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Song Yushao was not aggressive. He put away the Yiran sword and put it back into the bamboo sheath. He cupped his fists at the two top Qi practitioners from the Shushui Kingdom and said, "How offended. Please send a message to His Majesty the Emperor. No matter what the court does in the future, I and I will be together." Jianshui Villa accepted them one by one."

Then the old man swept forward, his sword energy falling like rain, and the legs of the dozens of Chu's servants who rushed towards Chen Ping'an were all chopped off.

The old man fell beside Chen Pingan, "Let's go! As long as we leave the battle formation and you and I return to the villa, we will be safe. This imperial army is demoralized and there is no threat for the time being."

The entire Shushui infantry fell into silence.

The Chu family's elite cavalry, who were blocked from the infantry formation in the distance, probably realized that there was something strange on Dahu's side. After communicating with the infantry formation to no avail, they started roaring into the formation under the leadership of a cavalry commander. They did not dare to The forward formation, which faced this elite cavalry with swords and spears but did not dare to disperse without authorization, slowly dispersed to both sides, trying to make way for the cavalry to gallop.

Chen Ping'an whispered: "I can still use the square inch talisman once."

Song Yushao smiled and said: "Then this time I will serve as your rear guard. Remember not to turn around and build the formation. Just retreat to the right. Let's take the mountain road back. Otherwise, the Chu family's three thousand elite cavalry will still be a bit difficult to deal with."

Chen Pingan nodded, took a deep breath, grabbed Chu Hao's neck, and used the square inch talisman.

Only then did everyone understand why the young swordsman could disappear on the spot several times.

The young man's figure was nowhere to be seen, but General Chu Hao was almost floating sideways, like a woman's long sleeves dragging in the air.

After the Sword Immortal boy finally showed his body, he began to show off his immortal style of traveling far away in the wind.

But for some unknown reason, the young man carrying the sword stumbled at the beginning, and then he was able to walk on the ground at high altitude.

Song Yushao swept away and followed Chen Pingan away from the battlefield. After several ups and downs, he and Chen Pingan soon became two black spots, and finally entered the mountains and forests far away on both sides of the official road.

Once you enter the mountains and woods, the overall situation is actually decided. Song Yushao thought of Chen Ping'an's previous stumble and asked worriedly: "Did you suffer internal injuries?"

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head, "There is a little ancestor who is having trouble with me. It's okay."

The first time it was riding the wind above the army, it was actually stepping on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. The second time, the first day of the lunar month was not happy and deliberately let Chen Ping'an step on the empty gourd, and then it returned to the sword-raising gourd. I was sleeping inside, but fortunately the fifteenth flyby was very fast, and I could keep up with Chen Pingan's pace.

Song Yushao said with emotion: "According to legend, there is a martial arts master in the north who has successfully reached the realm of the Martial God. Not only can he hover in the void at will, but he can also fly in the wind, just like a sword fairy wielding a sword."

Remembering what Zhu He said at Qidun Mountain, Chen Ping'an hummed and blurted out: "That is the eighth realm of martial arts, called the Feathering Realm. Because it can control the wind, it is also called the 'Far Traveling Realm'. Cool."

Song Yushao asked doubtfully: "Aren't the six realms collectively called the Martial God Realm?"

Chen Ping'an was also a little confused, shook his head and said: "I heard that's not true. People above the Sixth Realm are really starting to pay attention to refining gods, but they don't seem to be qualified to be revered as Martial Gods. I only know that only the Seventh Realm, the Golden Body Realm, can The qualifications to be called Little Grandmaster include the eighth realm of ascension, the ninth realm of mountain tops, and then the tenth realm. Now we have one in Dali, the vassal king Song Changjing, who is the emperor of a guy next door to my hometown in Mud Bottle Lane. Uncle, I met Song Changjing once in the alley, he is very powerful, he looks like a master."

The old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom felt as if he was listening to a book from heaven.

When Chen Pingan saw the old man's face, he quickly swallowed the words that were on his lips.

For example, the barefoot old man who taught his boxing skills and the three-level martial arts was a ten-level martial artist. In his early years, the old man named Cui was the first ten-level grandmaster in Aquarius Continent after hundreds of years...

Song Yushao quickly felt relieved and said with a smile: "It's just a frog in the well. It doesn't matter. As long as there is great scenery above the Sixth Martial Arts Realm, it is a great thing! Otherwise, all the beautiful scenery in the world will be seen by the gods on the mountain. I Isn’t it true that a martial artist has no dignity at all? This shouldn’t be the case!”

Chen Pingan, who was still holding Chu Hao with one hand, nodded vigorously.

I thought that if Senior Song could go to his hometown, he would definitely be similar to that guy from Zhulou.

After all, there are still some people who won't sit at the same table and drink just because of the disparity in martial arts levels between the two parties.

The senior Song next to him was very impressive in Chen Ping'an's eyes, so no matter where the old man went or who he met, he would be respected.

After Chu Hao's breath of true energy was gone, the Manna Armor returned to the shape of a silver ingot and fell to the ground. Chen Pingan picked it up with his toes and pocketed it.

Then he exerted a slight force and flicked his wrist, twisting General Chu who woke up quietly but did not dare to open his eyes until he fainted.

Song Yushao smiled knowingly.

Meeting such a "Da Li Young Sword Immortal" can be regarded as Chu Hao's "great fortune".

Chen Pingan asked: "What's next?"

Song Yushao sighed, "No matter how eager the savior is, no matter how eager the savior is, the three thousand elite cavalry would not dare to attack Jianshui Villa foolishly. This imperial army clearly has my grandson Fengshan's plan. It has become a mess, and even more... I will not assist the Chu family’s elite cavalry in sending troops, but will only retreat to the city and wait and see what happens.”

Song Yushao's face was a little gloomy, "But the sword god of Caiyi died suddenly, a demon appeared in Rouge County, and our Jianshui Villa... I think the academy is going to take action."

Chen Pingan asked: "Academy? Is it Guanhu Academy, one of the seventy-two Confucian academies?"

Song Yushao sighed and said: "Yes. For thousands of years, the mountains and the mountains of Aquarius Continent have generally been peaceful. The imperial courts of various countries are all due to the Academy. But I never thought that this time Jianshui Villa might stand on the side of the academy. Opposite Guanhu Academy, once the masters and gentlemen of the academy show up, the Villa will probably be like this imperial army, with the hearts of people dispersed and the Villa's century-old reputation destroyed in one day."

Chen Ping'an had some impressions of Guanhu Academy. Firstly, this academy was as famous as the original Shanya Academy founded by Mr. Qi. Secondly, the incident involving the ghost of the married woman, on the way back to Huangting Kingdom from the Sui Dynasty, the young Cui Chan came to visit Xianlai. When I had nothing to do, I mentioned some incredible inside stories, which were related to the scholars of Guanhu Academy. Finally, there is the first gentleman from Guanhu Academy, Cui Minghuang, who once entered the Lizhu Cave Heaven on behalf of the Aquarius Continent Confucianism.

But why, as the book says, Senior Song, who dared to take the head of a general in the midst of a large army, had such complicated emotions when he mentioned the academy.

Song Yushao laughed at himself: "Facing the Academy, I can't catch him without my hands, and I don't have the guts to fight to the death. How sad!"

Chen Ping'an didn't quite understand.

Song Yushao seemed to see through the young man's thoughts. He clasped his hands behind his back and slowed down in the mountains and forests. He looked at the sparse sunlight filtering through the leaves, like grains of gold scattered on the ground. The old man was silent for a moment, and finally said helplessly: "Don't you know that the words of the gentlemen of the academy are the greatest truth in the world? I once witnessed a sage from Guanhu Academy. At a young age, he was able to ask the Sword God of Caiyi to go out to greet him from afar. He asked for advice on morality and knowledge. The young sage, with his high crown and education, sat upright, opposite the sword god who looked like a young boy with an education. His majestic demeanor was truly another kind of invincibility."

Song Yushao smiled, "So, one hundred and one thousand Song Yushao are no match for the Master of the Academy's words, 'You are wrong, you shall be punished.'"

Chen Pingan asked a question, "What if the masters and gentlemen in the academy are unreasonable? What should we do if gentlemen and wise men also make mistakes?"

Song Yushao smiled and said, "There are teachings from saints above."

Chen Ping'an was thoughtful, holding a general by the neck, and the latter's feet were dragging on the forest floor, making a rustling sound.