Chapter 395 Two Swords (for subscription)

   "The monk is so hostile!"

   "May I ask what kind of Dharma you are practicing, what sutra you are reciting, and which Bodhisattva you are worshiping?" A voice came from a distant river, but it pierced through those life-threatening Buddhist voices like a sharp sword.

  The wooden fish monk stopped beating the wooden fish, stood up, stepped on the floating waves, and looked at the figure piercing the sky like a sharp arrow in the distance.

   "Who is under your feet? Dare to meddle in the affairs of my wooden fish monk?" The wooden fish monk asked the visitor.

  But I saw someone standing on the river not far away holding an empty scabbard, and said with a cold expression: "I'm just an unknown **** in the rivers and lakes, not worth mentioning."

   "It's just that although I am nameless, the scabbard in my hand is famous."

   "Monk Muyu, you are also an expert who has cultivated Dharma. I am grateful for the difficulty of practicing martial arts. If you retreat so quickly, I will not care about you."

  This person's words are full of pride. Although they seem to be persuading peace, they are full of words of war.

  People in the rivers and lakes live with one breath and one face.

  Without this tone and bad face, how can we survive?

   Sure enough, after hearing the words, the Muyu monk not only didn't have any intention of stopping the fight, but his whole body was even more fierce, and the Dharma figure behind him also became a bit taller.

  Accompanied by the sound of chanting sutras, it seemed as if it was constantly echoing in the air, and the entire river surface began to boil, as if a pot had exploded.

  The layers of zhenqi, combined with the vibration of the sound, formed a large net to suppress and kill the newly appeared person.

  The man was still just holding the scabbard, and then raised it high above his head.

   "Respectfully, the owner bestows the sword!" Only a loud shout was heard.

  In the scabbard, an invisible sword energy flew out.

  The sword energy crossed the river, and even stirred up the heaven and the earth. In the blur, there was even an illusory sword fairy, flashing across the river.

  The sword falls, and the sound stops.

  Monk Muyu's iron wooden fish was split in two, and Monk Muyu's portrait... along with himself, was also split in two.

  The sword energy returned to the scabbard, and the person holding the scabbard turned his gaze, and his gaze fell on a piece of dead wood on the river.

  The dead wood turned over, and it was Nie Kuang who had fallen into a semi-comatose state.

   Grab Nie Kuang's belt, lift it out of the water, and step on the waves.

  The two quickly flew towards the Liangduanzhuang built along the river.

  The distance of a hundred miles only took less than half an hour, and on the premise of carrying a person, it is enough to show how proud of the lightness of the crazy man who rushed to help Nie.

  When they arrived at Liangjuanzhuang, the disciples of the Sword Sect who were stationed at the gate of the villa shouted to the person holding a sword box to help Nie Kuang: "Senior Brother Yan!"

  If there are monks who are familiar with Jianzong, they should know that this 'Brother Yan' is Yan Feiyu, who is as famous as Dugu Ming in Jianzong.

  Yan Feiyu carried Nie Kuang along the way into the two villages.

   Soon in Canjiange, I met the owner of Liangjuanzhuang, and of course Ying Baiqiu, who is also the lord of Jianzong.

  Ying Baiqiu's time in the world of high martial arts is not too long, and of course it is not too short.

   If calculated by the time of the Gaowu world, it took him less than five years from birth to fame... until he became one of the leaders of the Righteous Path.

   "Sovereign! Nie Kuang has been rescued!" Yan Feiyu threw Nie Kuang to the ground, and then said to Bai Qiu holding the scabbard.

  The scabbard in Yan Feiyu's hand is actually very ordinary.

  The iron swords on the street that cost three liang of silver each are probably made of this kind of willow scabbard.

   What is unusual is the person who uses this scabbard.

  Ying Baiqiu first entered the rivers and lakes, especially with the arrogance of the master of the sword sect looking down on the world. Without any real energy, he agreed to compete with others.

  But an unknown soldier broke the long sword in his hand with his true energy.

  Although he killed the man by virtue of skill, it also alerted Ying Baiqiu, and he immediately understood the method of two-sectioned sword and hidden sword in the sheath.

  Walking on the rivers and lakes, they also responded to the enemy with broken swords that were broken in two.

   Over time, the two swords, in response to Bai Qiu's name, spread in the martial arts world.

  Ying Baiqiu doesn't look very old in the world of Gaowu.

   It's more like a young man. If it weren't for the temperament of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi, it would definitely not be easy to have, and it would really make people misunderstand his true identity.

  At this time, Nie Kuang, who had been in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, and then looked up at Ying Baiqiu.

   "Two swords, Ying Baiqiu?" Nie Kuang asked urgently.

  Ying Baiqiu looked at Nie Kuang, and then asked: "I'm here, what advice do you have?"

Nie Kuang was injured, so he coughed a few times, and then he said: "The ancient supernatural powers have encouraged many tribes in the northern savannah grassland, and the golden tent army is about to set foot on the central plains and march south. The first thing to bear the brunt is to attack Jizhou and Xuanfu. , Divide into two groups, and go straight to the capital. I heard that the owners of the two sections of the village have reached the sky, and they are anxious for justice, please report to the court on their behalf, and take precautions early... and call more martial arts comrades to resist the invasion of foreign invaders and barbarians."

  Ying Baiqiu did not agree, but looked at Nie Kuang seriously and said, "That's all you want to say?"

  Nie Kuang seemed puzzled by what Ying Baiqiu meant, and said in surprise, "Isn't this matter important?"

Ying Baiqiu sighed: "Of course it is extremely important, but the imperial court's heavenly hearing and earth vision are all over the martial arts world. If Hero Nie would say a few more words to the powerful people in the rivers and lakes he met on the way, there is no need to rush nearly two thousand miles to go deep into the northern martial arts world. In the hinterland, come and report to me. Even if you don’t think of this section, any guard in the Nine Sides will pay more attention to such information than I should... You can also run a little less Thousands of miles away."

  Nie Kuang heard the words, but was stunned.

  He devoted himself to sending messages, and his heart was full of the people of the country. In order to save the common people from suffering, he put life and death aside and ran for nearly two thousand miles.

  But for some reason, I didn't think of this section at all.

  Suddenly a voice, a thought...or more like...a knife exploded in his mind instantly.

  The bright red color spread across Nie Kuang's pupils instantly, and the mad blood passed down in the Nie family was aroused.

  He actually used his palm as a knife, and like crazy, he slashed at Ying Baiqiu.

   This saber is completely different from Nie Kuang's family saber technique.

  Crazier, more violent, more... invincible.

   There is a strong sense of martial arts in this knife, so even Ying Baiqiu has to be serious about it.

  The broken sword flew out from Ying Baiqiu's cuff, but like a flying dragon, it faced the violent knife.

  The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword collided in mid-air.

  It was the impact of two wills.

  During the collision, Nie Kuang stepped back a few steps and fell into a pool of blood like a sword piercing through his chest.

  Ying Baiqiu also vomited blood, and there was a knife mark between his eyebrows.

"Send the knife to the blood, and then let this Nie Kuang hide the knife in his body, and fight me in the air... As expected, he is worthy of the sword demon ancient supernatural power. Although I was prepared for a long time, I was still hurt by one move..., I'm afraid I won't be able to use all my strength for a few days, once I use all my strength, life and death will be unpredictable!"

   "Yan Feiyu! If the order continues, the entire two villages will be broken into pieces. The attack from the ancient magic power should be within a few days." Ying Baiqiu said.

  Yan Feiyu looked at his suzerain, and couldn't help asking: "Then... how about you, suzerain?"

Ying Baiqiu said: "My generation of sword cultivators, how can I run away from a battle? I waited for the ancient supernatural power in these two villages. Since he has written a letter of war to me, how can I not fight? His sword is very powerful...・I want to see it!"

  (end of this chapter)