When night fell, everyone was in Tongfu Inn. Old Bai, the shopkeeper, Xiaobei, Big Mouth, Old Xing, Old Huang, and Su Xuan.
On the long table, there was an iron pot the size of a washbasin. The fire was burning brightly, and the pot was filled with all kinds of meat and mushrooms.
There were pork trotters, chicken, mutton, beef, and pork. They were all in large pieces and had long been stewed until they were medium-well.
The bright oil soup was steaming in the iron basin, and large bubbles rushed out. An alluring fragrance pervaded the air.
Not far away, Mystic Tiger was also lying on the ground. In front of him was a large basin full of beef and mutton, and he was eating happily.
Su Xuan took out all the fruit wine he had brewed in his storage. There were a total of 20 to 30 jars, as well as a lot of bamboo green wine and yellow wine.
Tong Xiangyu stood up with a cup of fruit wine and moistened her throat before saying,"Today's meal is to welcome Old Huang. Little Su's friends are our friends.”
"Thank you Manager Tong."
Old Huang hurriedly stood up and held a wine glass with both hands."I should be the one disturbing you."
"Old Huang, you used to be my idol.”
Lao Bai also stood up and raised his glass.
"Come. Cheers."
Old Xing, Xiaobei, and Big Mouth all stood up and clinked their glasses before sitting down.
"Let's eat."
Tong Xiangyu waved her hand and put her chopsticks into the bowl. She picked up a piece of beef and immediately put it into her mouth without caring about the boiling juice.
"Old Yellow, don't be so polite. In this place, the only result of being polite is that you won't get to eat anything good.”
Su Xuan chuckled and placed a piece of chicken into his mouth.
"Old Yellow, try the chicken."
"Old Yellow, come and have a piece of mutton."
"Old Yellow, give me two pork trotters."
The few of them scrambled to get food for Old Yellow.
"I'll do it myself."
"Do it yourself."
Old Huang was caught off guard by this enthusiasm. His old face was red, but his heart was unusually warm.
It had been many years since he had experienced the rich atmosphere of friendship.
Soon, the meat dishes in the basin were all scooped out. Big Mouth and Old White hurriedly got up and went to the kitchen to bring two large basins of meat into the basin.
"This mutton was brought back by Mystic Tiger from Cuiwei Mountain. The meat is delicate and delicious.”
"Not only can Mystic Tiger support himself now, but he can also subsidize his family." The shopkeeper smiled.”
Su Xuan opened a jug of yellow wine and poured a full bowl for Old Yellow. He then handed it to Old White and Big Mouth while he opened another jug of Bamboo Leaf Green.
"Yellow wine that has been distributed for fifteen years. This is the inn's collection.”
"But I'm not used to it," he said with a smile."It doesn't taste as good as Zhuyeqing."”
Old Yellow, however, preferred yellow wine. He gulped down a bowl of wine and added another bowl."Old Yellow, I have thousands of good wines, but I only like yellow wine.”
Two hours later, Old Xing and Big Mouth were already lying down. They were carried by Old White to the room in the backyard to sleep.
"They can't."
Lao Bai shifted his butt and smiled.”
"Xiaobei, go to the kitchen and bring some more meat.”
Tong Xiangyu's eyes were hazy as she leaned against the chair and greeted Xiaobei.
Be it Su Xuan, Old Huang, or Old Bai, they all had profound martial arts. They ate and drank as much as they wanted. After the first pot of hotpot soup was dry, they changed to another pot and continued cooking.
As the cups were pushed around, more and more empty jars appeared on the ground. In the end, Lao Bai could not hold on any longer and staggered to the backyard to lie down.
Late into the night, only Su Xuan and Old Huang were left in the inn, eating by themselves. The Mystic Tiger was full and laid at the door, staring blankly at the stars in the night sky.
"It's about time. Let's go back.”
He burped and got up to put the things on the table into the kitchen. He then cleaned the table, chairs, and bowls before leaving the inn with the half-drunk Old Yellow.
Early the next morning, the rooster crowed, and the east gradually turned white. The fiery red sun slowly rose from the end of the mountains.
In the depths of Cuiwei Mountain, a white mist rose and lingered in the mountain stream. On the Xiliang River, the waves chased the wind and the steam rose, floating towards the ancient town.
Middle Court Martial Arts Stage
Two figures were fighting with swords. It was rare to have a sword grandmaster as a sparring partner. The sword shadows overlapped and the cold light clashed.
Each of them executed their exquisite sword techniques. After four hours, they stopped and sat down to discuss the sword.
It had to be said that as an expert who had been famous for more than ten years, Old Huang's vision and foundation were not bad.
As for Su Xuan, he had been walking too quickly, causing his foundation to be unable to keep up. Although he had been trying to make up for it, the time was too short.
During the few days he had been sparring with Old Huang, his martial arts foundation had improved at a terrifying speed. He had a rough idea of the martial arts of the various sects in the Nine Regions 'martial arts world.
In the future, if he encountered the experts of these sects, he would not become a headless fly.
At the same time, Old Huang's swordsmanship was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye when he sparred with Su Xuan.
A few days passed in a flash
On this day, the sky was gloomy and there was a faint breeze. Two yellow-brown horses left Qixia Town and headed east.
half months after
Su Xuan and Old Huang arrived at Wudi City in the East Sea. A weathered city stood on the cliff of the East Sea.
The city wall had been through the wind and rain, and it was densely covered with weapons. There were knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and all kinds of strange weapons.
" Is this Wudi City?"
Su Xuan reined in the reins and raised his head. As he looked at the city that wasn't particularly tall, a terrifying feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.
The Second in the World had yet to appear, but Su Xuan could already sense his aura. It was very, very strong and terrifying.
As heavy as a mountain, this invisible pressure pounded on his mind, as if there were countless war drums beating in his ears.
"That's right, this is the place that makes all martial artists in the world despair.”
Old Huang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. This battle was the one from more than ten years ago.
At that time, he had escaped and disappeared from the martial arts world. This time, he would not escape again.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
"Rumble! Rumble!"
Old Huang released his aura without any concealment. Rolling internal strength surged out of his acupuncture points, turning into a terrifying sword aura that caused the clouds in all directions to move.
The sword caskets behind him shook, and the peerless swords let out a resounding sword hum. Old Yellow leaped off the horse and stepped into the air. He took a few steps and reached the top of the city wall.
"Bang!"
The sword case on his back fell to the ground, his hands holding the sword case. His thin body stood straight, like a peerless divine weapon that had been unsheathed.
His eyes were sharp and his fighting spirit surged like waves in a river.
"Rumble! Rumble!"
"Rumble! Rumble!"
The void trembled as an invisible sword aura soared into the sky. Ripples visible to the naked eye erupted and spread in all directions.
In the entire city, countless warriors and ordinary people sensed this terrifying sword aura and became anxious.
"Who is it?"
"You actually dare to release your sword aura."
"How audacious."
"Are you really not afraid of death?"
Old Yellow didn't pay attention to these people's curses. Instead, his eyes widened, and the aura on his body rose.
A moment later, when his aura reached its peak, a figure flew out of the city and landed on the city wall.
"Eccentric Wang, I'm here to finish the battle that hasn't ended yet.”
Old Yellow shouted.
"Bang!"
He slapped the sword case, and peerless divine weapons shot out from the sword case one after another, emitting a terrifying sharpness.
Old Huang pointed his sword finger, and several of the swords shot into the sky. They were wrapped in terrifying sword qi as they attacked the old man in white.
This was a battle without much suspense. In fact, everyone already knew the outcome.
Including Old Huang, no one in the world could beat this old man in white.
Sword One, Sword Two, Sword Three, all the way to Sword Eight were useless. The white-robed old man just stood on the city wall.
It was as if it had suppressed the entire martial arts world, making the martial arts practitioners of the Nine Provinces almost unable to breathe.
Below Wudi City, Su Xuan watched the battle silently. Old Monster Wang's pressure was too terrifying.
"Sword Six Thousand Miles."
" Kill!" Old Huang shouted. The sword case in his hand shook, and a vast river of Sword Qi crossed the sky and flew across half of Wudi City, heading toward the white-robed figure.
The sword qi was vast and mighty, overlapping layer upon layer, like a celestial river hanging upside down. In an instant, even the light of the sun, moon, and stars in this world was taken away by this sword.
Countless people in the martial arts world stared at the sword with their mouths agape. Just what kind of terrifying sword was this?
The Milky Way rolled backwards, the Heavenly River hung upside down, and stole the light of the sun and moon.
However, such a terrifying sword attack only made the white-robed old man stretch out both hands into the sword Qi. When the palm landed, the sword Qi was shattered.
He took two steps forward, and the world shook. A surge of true energy erupted and swept in all directions.
Old Huang charged out with his sword, relying on the sharpness of the last sword that was 6,000 miles to fight the white-robed old man.
After dozens of moves, his Genuine Qi was almost exhausted. However, the confrontation between two peerless experts in the world was extremely dangerous.
" Beep. Congratulations to the host for selecting the target, Old Huang. Activating Cloud Scouting Hand to steal the martial arts sword, 96000 miles. Deducting 3,000 martial arts points.”
" Beep. Congratulations to the host for selecting the target, Old Monster Wang. You have activated the Cloud Probing Hand. You have failed to steal the martial arts. 10,000 martial arts points will be deducted.”
Hearing the voice beside his ear, Su Xuan couldn't help but gasp. The Second in the World truly lived up to his reputation.
From the 60th move onwards, Old Yellow could not hold on.
"Beep. Congratulations to the host for selecting the target, Old Monster Wang. Activating Cloud Probing Hand, stealing 30% of the martial arts talent. 10,000 martial arts points will be deducted.”
" Beep. Congratulations to the host for choosing the target mission, Old Monster Wang. Activating Cloud Scouting Hand to steal twenty years of pure inner energy. Ten thousand martial arts points will be deducted.”
Su Xuan frantically used Cloud Probing Palm on Eccentric Wang. This was also the most important reason he came to Wudi City in the East Sea.
To him, this Second in the World was like a free encyclopedia of martial arts. It was even more comprehensive than his cheap master.
With such a heaven-sent opportunity, if such a big fat sheep did not clean up all the wool he had, how could he live up to these thousands of miles?
Su Xuan only stopped after consuming 600,000 martial arts points. It wasn't that he didn't want to continue, but he had almost finished off Eccentric Wang.
It was almost impossible to draw the remaining Innate Ability and Internal Strength. This was because Old Monster Wang was too strong and the probability was too low.
at this time
Dozens of colorful cards were floating in his system space.
Putting away the thoughts in his heart, he looked at the top of Wudi City. The battle had ended. Old Yellow had been defeated. The sword case hung on the city wall, and he sat cross-legged on the city wall.
His zhenqi was exhausted and his meridians were severed. He was dead for sure. Old Yellow slowly took off the wine gourd at his waist and filled a bowl with yellow wine.
The white-robed old man stood on the city wall with his hands behind his back. He looked at Old Yellow and said in a deep voice,""Any last words?"
"Haha."
Old Huang laughed loudly and drank the wine in his cup. After leaving a sentence for the old monster to relay, he closed his eyes.
at this point
The sword is nine thousand miles long, becoming the eternal masterpiece
A grandmaster swordsman had fallen.
under the city
Countless martial artists were silent. They all lowered their heads to send Old Yellow off. It had been a long time since anyone had been able to hurt the Second in the World.
Even if it was just a sleeve, Old Yellow had done it.
On the top of Wudi City, the white-robed old man did not leave. Instead, he looked into the distance with his hands behind his back. His bright eyes fell on a man.
It was a man with a green bamboo sword on his back. He wore a bamboo hat and rode a yellow-brown horse. He stood at the foot of the city.
Some people remembered that this man came with Old Huang. They couldn't help but be curious about who he was.
The white-robed old man was staring at him.
A terrifying pressure descended. It was as if the entire world had fallen, and the heavens and earth had turned upside down.
The yellow-brown horse beneath him was panicking and neighing restlessly. Su Xuan pulled the reins and looked at the white-robed old man fearlessly.
"Are you his disciple?"
After a long time, Eccentric Wang spoke. His tone was filled with nostalgia and emotion.
"Yes."
Su Xuan nodded.
"What's your name?"
The old man asked.
"Su Xuan."
He reported his name.
Outside the city, many people in the martial world were shocked when they heard this name. Their eyes were burning with passion.
Su Xuan
He was the disciple of the one-armed God of Swords, who was also Old Monster Wang's opponent. Now, the disciple of the God of Swords had come to Wudi City.
Could it be that he wanted to wash away the humiliation of his master?
Who was Su Xuan?
It had been almost two years since Vicious, who had escorted the Western Liang Prince to the north and killed four top-notch experts in a row, had walked around the martial world.
Now, he was in Wudi City.
"How is your master now?"
the white-robed old man said.
"He's still alive."
Su Xuan replied. She was definitely alive, but he had no idea how she was doing.
After all, he had only seen his cheap master once.
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