In the main hall of the Fish-dragon Martial Manor, Ding Xiaoguang, who hadn't been cut in half, was squatting beside his father, Ding Huang. He was applying the special medicine of the Fish-dragon Martial Manor on his bleeding left shoulder. Ding Huang also looked calm, unlike his furious expression earlier.
Shen Nirong and a group of ordinary vassals from Fisherman Martial Village were treating the Ding Village soldiers who had been injured by the dwarf man.
The dwarf man in black held the ring-shaped broadsword tightly in his left hand, and the web between his thumb and forefinger split open in his right hand. His chest caved in and he died outside the main hall of the Fish-dragon Martial Manor.
A white-robed youth with two swords on his back floated away.
Beside the white-robed youth was a green-robed girl who was flying alongside him.
"What a good test stone for a Great Circle Second Stage expert of the Turkic Ninefangs! I haven't even used the Two-Sleeved Heavenly Dragon yet, and you've already killed him with a single punch?”
Li Chunfeng rolled his eyes at the green-dressed girl beside him. She had followed him all the way from Yangzhou to Jinzhou. Along the way, they had gone through a few life and death situations together. It was really inappropriate for him to treat her like he did in Yangzhou.
But ever since this girl became familiar with him, she was a little too humble, wasn't she?
Just now, when that 'Ghost Blade Demon Child' was about to slash a living person with his blade, he descended from the sky and pointed at his ring-shaped broadsword, splitting the web between his thumb and index finger on his right hand. He forced him to use his trump card, the left-handed blade.
In the end, this green-robed lady beside him didn't even wait for him to unsheathe his two swords, the Green Ox and White Horse, and used the Two-Sleeved Heavenly Dragon to finish off the fight in a cool manner. She had already killed him with a single punch.
The 'White-robed Sword Immortal Slaying the Demon Child' had been turned into a 'Green Dress Fist-Killing Maniac' by her. Didn't your master teach you that walking in the martial world and stealing the limelight is like cutting off one's fame and fortune?
(Li Chunfeng and Green Dress traveled from Yangzhou to Jinzhou. What happened along the way is a side story. If you want to know more about this plot, please keep this book and continue to pay attention to the "Beiliang King: The Way North")
"Hehe, it's such a pity that that handsome sister didn't see Sword Immortal Li's peerless demeanor.”The girl in the green dress smiled playfully, revealing two sweet dimples.
Killing intent! Li Chunfeng felt a chill on his neck, and he could smell the faint smell of jealousy.
In the Tranquil Martial Manor, the chubby young merchant was still alive and kicking, smiling, but his back was already drenched in cold sweat.
Four people had just descended from the sky and suddenly appeared in front of him. He recognized three of the four people. They were experts from the Sword Mausoleum of the Wu Clan, the holy land of sword arts in the Li Yang Martial Arts World.
The current Sword Head, the third candidate, Wu Bi, and her sword recorder, Zhao Yutai, as well as the youngest sword formation master of the Wu Clan, Wu Qi. The boy who looked less than ten years old and was hugging a peach blossom branch should be the servant of the Wu Clan who served these three. (= pronunciation: Su, meaning a person who cuts jade.)）
It was important for people to know their own limits. The little fatty knew that even if there were ten of him, he could not afford to offend these three.
Why did Fatty know these three people?
As one of the Hidden Teeth experts of the Nine Teeth Turks who were responsible for spying on Liyang, the little fatty had long memorized the physical features and images of the famous experts of Liyang's martial arts world. When he was outside, he would not kill the fierce or the evil, but only those who did not have eyes.
" My name is Zhulushan. My parents are survivors of the Central Plains who were captured by the Turks. I'm nineteen years old this year, and I'm also known as Luqiu 'er because I'm fat and broad-minded. I used to work in the Turkic Business Department for a hundred taels of gold. Because I'm good at business and have some means of buying low and selling high, I was transferred to the Turkic Hidden Tooth Department last month to take up the post of Hundred Teeth. Today is my first job after taking office. I, Zhulushan, swear by my inner demons that I've never harmed a single Liyang life. During my time in the Business Division, I have indirectly saved the lives of thousands of traveling merchants in Liyang.。。”
It was important to know one's own limits. Fatty knew that 90% of his Second Stage Realm was due to his pills and secret techniques. It was more than enough to bully the Third Stage Martial Master who did not have any high-grade cultivation techniques, magic treasures, or divine weapons. But against these three ancestors who used swords? Hehe, it would be better to just take poison and commit suicide.
Fortunately, he had always kept the bottom line of 'only making money, not killing people' and had left a backup plan for today's situation.
"I'll spare you this time. Run for your life." Wu Qi interrupted Zhu Lushan's endless chatter.
"Well... I actually want to seek shelter in the Wu family's Sword Mausoleum.”
Although Zhulushan's position in the Turks was not high, money could make the devil turn the millstone. He was a righteous man, good at digging for favors, and willing to spend money. Thus, he knew many Turkic secrets. The Seventh Prince of the Turks had fallen ill and lost his power. They had been ordered by the great blacksmith Zhang Liang to escort the Fifth Prince back to the Turks. Looking at these three, they knew that the Fifth Prince's identity had most likely been exposed, and he was probably in grave danger. Then in this vast world, other than the Wu family's Sword Mausoleum, there really weren't many places where he could stay and save his life. It seemed that these people were quite easy to talk to, and he just happened to be under their command. Although his martial arts were average, when it came to making money and pleasing people, it was really not something that ordinary people could compare to.
"You and I know the rules of the Wu Clan's Sword Mausoleum.”Wu Fou knew that the fat man had wanted to hide in the Wu Clan's Sword Mausoleum to save his own life. However, he had dared to swear on his inner demons just now, which meant that he had not lied when he said that he had saved the lives of thousands of Liyang people in the Turks. Therefore, he intended to give this 'kind fatso' a chance to live.
"The manual and secret technique of the 'Sky Wolf Secret Sword' of the Turkic royal court can be used as a gift.”
Back then, Zhulushan had collected a bunch of antiques from a bunch of grave rats. The manual and secret cultivation method of the Secret Sword of Sirius were carved on the inner wall of one of the prayer wheels. At that time, if he had given the prayer wheel to the Turkic royal family, he would definitely have been able to obtain a high position and a generous salary. However, this fatty had resisted the temptation and kept it for himself, just in case. He wanted to use it as a stepping stone to seek protection from a few people who could protect his life.
"Sky Wolf Secret Sword, you're quite polite.。。”Wu Qi interjected.
"I know that in order to enter the Wu Clan's Sword Mausoleum, one needs to be able to withstand at least three moves from a Wu Clan disciple. This little brother of the Wu family had a bright eye, reserved sword Qi, and a graceful bearing. It was not impossible for him to become the new Sword God of Liyang World in the future. I would like to ask you, the future Sword God of the Wu family's Sword Mausoleum, to give me some pointers.”Zhu Lushan decisively chose the child who was hugging a peach blossom branch as his opponent.
There were three reasons why he praised Zheng Tai'e so crazily.
First, the sword crown Wu He and the sword formation genius Wu Qi were siblings, and the way they looked at Zheng Tai'e was filled with love and pity. This child should be a relative of the two of them and not some old immortal who had returned to his youth.
Second, although the Wu family had many sword geniuses, they had a family rule. Those who did not obtain the true inheritance of the Wu family's sword were not allowed to carry a sword. This child only held a peach blossom branch in his hand and did not have a sword on him, which meant that he had not yet inherited the Wu family's swordsmanship. Third, he knew it in his heart. Among the four of them, Zheng Tai'e was the youngest. Even if he was unlucky, if he really met a young genius who could defeat him in three moves, he would be peerless. However, I flattered you so shamelessly that you became the new Sword God of the Wu Family's Sword Mausoleum in the future. Do you have the cheek to not let me last three moves?
How shameless!
Zhulushan, who was known as the " one counts three ", had really misjudged this time. Many years later, every time Zhulushan thought of this, he would slap himself hard and scold himself.”
Fu Jiapo was very surprised. He did not expect to see the current sword head of the Wu family's sword tomb in his lifetime. This sword head even gave him a bottle of the Wu family's inner sect's Blood Dissolving and Qi Nourishing Pill with a pleasant expression. You said that it was only a reserve sword head? Hehe, isn't the reserve sword head also a sword head?
Wu Qi was also very surprised. He did not expect to meet such an interesting little fatty on this trip. Perhaps he could consider letting him follow by his side. That way, his days in the Wu family would not be so boring in the future.
Wu Rong was even more surprised. She didn't expect this fatty named Zhulushan to be able to anger Zheng Tai'e, who had always been calm and composed, until he gritted his teeth and glared at him. It was good to be angry. It was boring for children to be gloomy all day.
Zhu Lushan was so surprised that he wanted to cry to death! He did not expect that the child who took the peach blossom branch was even more deranged than him! Previously, he had praised him so much that he almost went up to the sky. However, he had used the killing move of 'Heaven and Earth live together, and all roads lead to the same destination' the moment they fought. If it weren't for the fact that he, Luqiu, had earned enough money in the Shang Company a few years ago and saved up a few life-saving trump cards, not only would he have failed today, but he might have even thrown away these two hundred kilograms of meat.
Zheng Tai'e was not surprised. He had long guessed that this fatty would definitely treat him as a pushover and choose him to exchange blows with him. If he hadn't tried so hard to 'flatter' the Wu Clan's Jianling who didn't care about his parents 'lives, he would have let him off a little and let him last three moves. However, not only did this fatty praise the Wu family's Jianling crazily, he even dared to say that he was the future new Sword God of the Wu family. He simply deserved to die! My surname is Zheng, and my name is Zheng Taia! From the moment they removed my father's door and did not care about his life or death, I had nothing to do with the Wu family. In the entire Wu family, except for Sister Wu, who ran thousands of miles to save my family of three, even Wu Qi and Zhao Yutai could only be considered half-good people.
Zheng Tai'e was also very surprised. He did not expect that this little fatty who had stabbed his heart and lungs would actually be able to withstand three moves under his full strength, relying on a few talismans and some clever props.
Looking at his heartbroken expression, he knew that those talismans and ingenious tools must be expensive.
'Hmph, Fatty, don't think that everything will be fine just because you entered the Wu Clan's Sword Mausoleum. We won't be finished until you go bankrupt.'
The sword recorder of the Wu Clan's Sword Mausoleum, Zhao Yutai, was not surprised at all. As long as Miss was happy, it was fine. In this world, only Miss was the most important.
Lastly, the Brave Battalion. The battle in the Brave Battalion had already ended. Lin Hujiao and Lu Zhengji could not imagine that the white-robed young master who had dealt with them and the fifty elite soldiers of the Brave Battalion effortlessly was strangled to death by an old man with one hand!
The elegant and ruthless young master in white had had such a conversation with the old man before he died.
"Are you a third-grade White Dragon Guard of Liyang?" The white-robed young master asked with some fear.
"You already know." The old man said expressionlessly.
"Your surname is Wei?" The white-robed young master secretly thought to himself that he must not meet that fiend.
"No." The old man's white eyebrows twitched. It seemed that he knew the person surnamed Wei that the white-robed young master had mentioned.
"Liu?" The white-robed young master prayed in his heart. Since it wasn't someone with the surname Wei, it would be best if it wasn't someone with the surname Liu.
"No." This time, the old man frowned for a long time. Clearly, he was more familiar with Liu.
"Very good. As long as your surname isn't Liu or Wei, I won't be afraid.”When the white-robed young master heard that the old man's surname was neither Liu nor Wei, his anxious heart finally relaxed.
"My surname is Xu." The old man walked towards the young man in white.
"Which Xu…are you?" When the young man in white heard the old man say that his surname was Xu, his entire body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Yes, it's the Xu you're thinking of.”The old man nodded.
Then, there was nothing else. The old man slowly walked up to the young man in white, strangled him to death with one hand. From the beginning to the end, the young master in white did not resist. It was not that he could not, but he did not dare to. Because if he didn't resist, he would die a quicker death.
Lin Hujiao and Lu Zhengji were dumbfounded. The old man who strangled the white-robed young master to death was actually Xu Xiao's foster father, Xu Liang.
The white-robed young master was a genuine expert at the Perfection of the Second Stage! Didn't Xu Liang lose all his power? How could he easily strangle such a powerful white-robed young master?
Also, why was he wearing the Liyang Dynasty's third-grade White Dragon Robe and the second-grade Purple Fish Bag hanging on his waist?
"Are you surprised? I had already lost all my skills, so why do I have martial arts that can kill a Rank-2 like a dog, a Rank-3 White Dragon Fish Robe, and a Rank-2 Goldfish Bag?”Xu Liang didn't even look at Lin Hujiao and Lu Zhengji. He turned around and walked out of the Brave Barracks. As he walked, he talked to himself.
"These things used to belong to me. I thought I would never get them back in this life. But now, I took it back. No, I exchanged it back. I exchanged it back with Xu Xiao's life, with the sixteen years of father-son relationship between Xu Xiao and me.”
Xu Liang walked slower and slower, and his waist bent lower and lower. Just like back at the Wen family restaurant, in order to beg that noble to spare Xu Xiao's life, he stuck his entire face to the ground, but in the end, he still could not protect Xu Xiao.
"Perhaps I will never return here again in this lifetime. Before I leave, I really want to find someone to talk to, so I'm telling you all this. What if…If Xu Xiao isn't dead, you two will help me pass a message to him. Tell him that I wrote a letter and placed it at the place where we first met.”
Xu Liang paused for a moment. After saying these words, he continued to walk towards the entrance of the Brave Barracks.
In Lin Hujiao and Lu Zhengyi's eyes, Xu Liang's back was hunched and his steps were staggering. He walked very, very slowly, as if he was reminiscing about a relationship that was difficult to let go of. Perhaps he felt that if he walked a little slower, he would be able to stay in that memory for a longer time.
When Xu Liang walked out of the Brave Battalion, his hunched back was already as straight as a knife. His staggering steps became firm and steady. He walked very fast, so fast that he could catch up with the glory he had lost, so fast that he could forget everything he had abandoned today.
In the pine forest, a person stood beside the unconscious Fu Sheng. He was holding two knives and was full of killing intent. He did not know if he was a human or a ghost.
This person was Fu Tu, who had once trained with Province Fu in the Turk Duyu Camp and saved Province Fu's life in the midst of a pack of wolves. Although he wasn't his brother, he was more like his brother.
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