Chapter 336 Who is the Sword Immortal!
On the plain in front of Snow Customs, the sword energy is venting wantonly;
The reason why man is a man
is because he has the power to transcend all beasts. More mixed emotions.
Emotions that are divorced from the instinct of survival, even useless or even harmful to survival.
There are not many people in this world who can understand the Sword Master.
When he was a child, what Yu Huaping looked forward to most every day was to eat a bowl of soup cakes at a time-honored restaurant outside the imperial city. The rich aroma of meat, paired with a lot of chopped green onions and coriander, was enough to make people intoxicated. .
The difficulty of living in a miserable life and having an elder brother like a father is all eliminated in this hot white air.
When he was young, the Sword Master learned the sword from his master. The Master of the Sword Master was not well-known in the world because his master was only an eighth-grade swordsman at the peak of his life.
Being entrusted to an ordinary rich family as a worshipper, I would have no worries about food and clothing, but if I want to make a name for myself in this world, I am really not qualified.
However, all a true genius needs is the first sword and the first set of the most basic sword training methods.
After all, whether the stone is jade essence or black has no effect on whether you use fine iron to open the stone or a broken file.
Before his death, the master once said to Yu Huaping:
You are you,
I am me,
I can teach you and you will have no regrets in this life;
I am lucky that you can meet me;
I am your master, but you don’t need to tell outsiders who your master is. In the future, there will definitely be a mountain peak that belongs to you on the road of swordsmanship. You will not need to make a name for yourself as a teacher.
This is a sword flying like a duckfly, but how can the sun and the moon shine together?
So, no one in the world knows who the Master of Sword Master is, and they always think it is some unborn master of swordsmanship, but in fact, he is just a person who is unwilling to be ashamed to rub off on his apprentice's glory until his death. A carefree old man.
When people reach middle age, they have to settle down and settle down.
A sword, challenge everywhere, accumulate the height of your own swordsmanship, and at the same time, also build your own master of the four great swordsmen.
The word "holy" can be applied to him, which proves that the entire world is convinced of his monument on the road of swordsmanship.
The Baili family is blessed by the Zhao family of Qian State, behind Li Liangshen is the blessing of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion and his Zhenbei Army cavalry, and behind the sword maker of the Chu State is the blessing of the centuries-old nobles of the Chu region;
Only he, Yu Huaping, although his surname is Yu, has truly risen from the wilderness.
A person from the Jianghu world should naturally come from the Jianghu world, so this Jianghu world uses the only word "holy" on him.
In the words of Jianghu people themselves, what is the relationship between the other three families and Jianghu?
Only Yu Huaping is his own person.
The rise of the grassroots and a sword that spans a lifetime is the real dream of the world pursued by young heroes and heroines.
Kill the old head of the Situ family and help Situ Lei seize the throne; rebel against the Jin emperor and his brother died in battle; barbarians enter the pass and all life is ruined.
When people reach middle age, there always seems to be a period of confusion. In General Zheng's words, it is the so-called mid-life crisis, and Juggernaut is no exception.
Looking back at the past, you will find that you have done so many fucked up things in the past;
Looking forward to the future, you will find that the future is a mess in your sight.
The calmness of the sea only temporarily suppressed the rough waves.
What is needed,
Just a sea breeze,
Just a dark cloud,
Just a petrel,
Suddenly,
pierced everything, broke this ridiculous Calm;
Some people will collapse because of this and sit on the ground crying;
And some people will explode;
Obviously, Juggernaut belongs to the latter.
Perhaps, even the Sword Master himself did not expect that the situation would become like this. It was just an assassination of a second devil. Did he have to sacrifice everything he had?
But things just happened and developed naturally...
If you don't regret it after asking him,
he will probably ask you:
Is there a curved sword edge in this world?
Long Yuan is in hand,
turns into a crimson horse,
Blood overflowed from the Sword Master's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but his whole person showed a strange sense of refreshment.
Get rid of the depression in your chest at this moment!
A sword,
Long Yuan sacrificed it,
drawing a circle around the sword master,
For a moment,
the chests of hundreds of barbarian knights were cut with sword holes.
The armor they had just plundered seemed as thin as cicada wings in front of Long Yuan at this time.
Many savages lowered their heads in disbelief, looking at the holes in their chests. Are they just... dead?
The corpses of savage warriors fell from their horses,
And this
is just the beginning!
I,
Yu Huaping has been practicing swordsmanship for thirty years,
raising swords for thirty years,
How can you only have this little energy?
Long Yuan flew out again, piercing the bodies of the savages one by one. With the Sword Master as the center of the circle, the savage warriors around him fell off their horses one by one. In the air, there were one after another. The blood mist filled the air, just like the fireworks of life, blooming before they withered.
If Grimm's death was like a heavy hammer, which made these savage warriors lose their minds,
then,
at this time the sword master The terrifying power displayed,
It was like a heavy whip after another,
which was crushing their inner courage.
This man is a devil!
This man is invincible!
For a time, in the encirclement, the wildling knights in the inner circle began to tighten their reins, but the wildling knights in the outer circle continued to pour in.
The situation
actually has not improved much.
However,
the sword master, who was already covered in blood, didn't care about his situation at this time.
“Since heaven has sent me here between heaven and earth, there must be a story for future generations to read!”
Today,
outside the snow customs,
the swordsman of the subjugated country,
for the motherland,
defend the country again!
Longyuan flew by,
A sword energy was released from the sword master, like thunder and thunder;
On this line,
dozens of wild knights and even people He was hanged with his horse.
The next moment,
The sword master raised his head with one hand,
The cold wind in winter is like a sword cutting people,
Now I borrow the frost as a sword and my flesh and blood as a sacrifice!
In the cold wind, phantoms of sword energy appeared. They pierced the savage's neck, penetrated the savage's armor, and cut off the savage's horse.
For a time, nearly a hundred riders fell to the ground screaming.
The sword master's figure swayed slightly, but his momentum did not drop at all. He shouted,
Long Yuan, who had just flown out, returned again,
and jumped up,
< br>Straight into the sky,
And then,
It's like borrowing edges and corners of frost and mist from the clouds, falling like hailstones, smashing down.
"Ahhh!!!"
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
The screams are endless.
Some savage knights began to run away, but many savages also began to arouse the fierceness in their hearts. It was a kind of death anyway. I asked for a happy relief and took the initiative to rush towards the sword master.
However,
Any wild knight who comes within five feet of the Sword Master will be cut into pieces in an instant.
The Sword Saint stands here like an inviolable god.
An opponent like this is really disappointing.
You must know that those who fought in the bloody battle at Shatuo Queshi were the Zhenbei Army's iron cavalry, but the ones here are the barbarians, and they are not the real direct descendants of the barbarian king.
Their fighting will and fighting ideas are naturally unable to compare with the original Zhenbei Army.
In the past,
Yao Zizhan once wrote a poem about Baili Sword:
“Thunder from a hundred miles away knocks on the gate of heaven, who is the immortal in the sword?”< br>
And today, at this moment,
The Sword Master's sword planted the seeds of inner demons in the hearts of these wild knights. Even the light of the stars could not erase this horrific nightmare.
His power seems to have obscured the starlight.
At this moment,
Haxi arrived, with blue light blooming from his body, and shouted:
“He used the power of this world to forcefully open the realm. , At this time, he cannot move. If he moves, he will fall into the state. If he goes up, behead him, he will be granted a thousand households of cattle and sheep slaves! "
For a moment, the surrounding savage knights immediately woke up. As the leader of the guide, Hasi had great prestige among the savages. Many savages plucked up their courage again and charged over.
Haxi himself jumped up, and there was a star mark flowing between his eyebrows.
“Yu Huaping, your opponent is me!”
The bloody sword master snorted coldly,
“You are not worthy.”
In an instant,
a sword energy shot out, and in an instant, it penetrated the star mark between Haxi's eyebrows. Haxi's whole body was like a kite with its string broken, and its direction was forcibly changed in mid-air. Fall down.
The man is not dead, and his eyes are still wide open, but the power of the stars in his body has been completely dispersed by the sword energy. If he does not cultivate for several months, he will be unable to fight again.
One sword,
No,
Just a sword energy!
At this time,
Faced with the barbarian knights swarming again,
Long Yuan returned to the hands of the sword master,
he could not move , cannot leave this position,
This is also the reason why he never tried to leave after forcibly opening the border.
It's not that he doesn't want to,
but that he can't.
But he didn’t feel that he was at a loss,
He let out a long roar:
"Even if I die today, I still need to be buried with thousands of horses. How much is missing? How much is missing? Come quickly!"
Long Yuan trembled,
flying out again,
The blood mist continued to bloom, and the flesh and blood of war horses and people began to roll and overlap in front of the sword master. The smell of blood in the air was so rich that it was almost suffocating.
In just a moment,
Only half of the two thousand wildling cavalry who came out of the stronghold to block the attack remained.
There is a saying in the world and in the military that a third-grade warrior can stop a thousand cavalry in a battle formation!
This is blocking, not killing!
And today,
in this plain land,
Facing the charge of two thousand cavalry,
without any help from the terrain or moving his body, he just stood there.
Obviously he was a swordsman,
but he still acted like a swordsman. In this way,
one person can kill a thousand riders!
After this battle, when the world evaluates swordsmen again, there should be new standards.
After today, Baili Jian, who once faced the Zhenbei Army's cavalry and turned around and ran away, will no longer be qualified to be on an equal footing with the Jin Sword Master!
Finally,
When Longyuan Sword fell back into the hands of the Sword Master again,
the sword,
It failed to fly out again,
but was inserted into the ground.
The aura on the sword master's body began to fall rapidly,
like a ball of fire,
after burning to its heart's content,
Slowly,
only scrawling and loneliness are left.
In front of him,
is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood,
But what the sword master saw in his eyes,
But it was the little boy who was dancing with a wooden sword in the small courtyard of Shengle City, and the gentle woman standing behind the boy.
She,
still waiting for her to go home,
but she,
can’t go back.
The surname is Zheng,
you are very good at getting things done;
her family,
take care of it for me.
However,
The Sword Master also knew that the man named Zheng respected him and satisfied all his needs unconditionally. That was because he was the Sword Master, and because he belonged to the living Sword Master.
But immediately...
However,
The sword master grinned,
smiled:
"Mr. Zheng, please do the math for me. How much money can be made from this thousand-level military merit? It can be enough for that orphan and widowed family to live!"
All around, there was a pause again. The wildling cavalry, seeing that the sword master seemed to be exhausted, began to mount their horses again and prepare to charge.
The sword master was no longer able to mention Long Yuan anymore.
Silently looking at the sword stuck on the ground in front of him, indifferent, waiting for his final destination.
He is tired,
He was really tired,
full of depression. Once it was over, he had nostalgia but no regrets.
“Bang!”
At this moment,
Liang Cheng’s two hundred knights led directly into the savage battle circle!
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Thank you Wang__ for becoming the 89th alliance leader of "Demon Arrival"! (End of this chapter)