Cao Qiu held the ancient sword and suddenly glanced towards the audience.
His eyes were like stars, shining with strange light. Anyone who looked at him had severe pain in their eyes, almost crying, and lowered their heads.
"I wonder who he is? What does he have to do with this Black Tomb warrior?"
Cao Qiu looked at Fang Yuan with bright eyes.
Apart from his sword, he had nothing else. He had already advanced to the realm of the clear heart of the sword. He was infinitely better than Dafu Jiu, who had entered the Tao with a sword. His spiritual power was so sharp that he seemed to have noticed Fang Yuan's voice transmission just now. .
"I've met Cao Zi in my office. This black tomb is just a servant of Bucai. He's so generous!"
Fang Yuan replied with a slight smile.
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around him, and even Cao Qiu couldn't help but flash a green look on his face.
The samurai who defeated two of his disciples in a row turned out to be just his opponent's slave. Where did this put the reputation of Cao's Sword Hall
What made him even more confused was the Shang clan member in front of him.
He thought to himself that his swordsmanship skills were all over the world, and he had killed many strangers with strange skills. With a sword in his hand, he could overcome all obstacles, and even the black tomb opposite him was no match for him.
But this introduction! Facing the mighty force of his sword eyes, there was no reaction at all. His unfathomable magnanimity and cultivation were far superior to this servant's.
"You are obviously also a cultivator. I wonder if you can give me some advice?"
Cao Qiu looked solemn and bowed deeply to Fang Yuan.
Ang, Can, and others who saw this scene were all stunned. They knew that their master rarely took action, but this time they were delighted when they saw this young man. It was obvious that the young man was anything but ordinary.
Moreover, such etiquette is enough to scare people. After all, their master is the one who declined the reward from the current Shang King!
"I am not a pure swordsman..."
Fang Yuan declined and shook his head.
"But you already have a sword!"
Cao Qiu stared at the iron sword on Fang Yuan's waist.
"Be bold!"
Heizhong was angry, snorted coldly, and the breath under his nose was like a white horse, and he went straight towards Cao Qiu.
Even if what the Lord said is true and he is no match for the other party, he must step forward when encountering such a situation! This is a matter of attitude as a slave!
call out!
Cao Qiu's expression remained unchanged, but the ancient sword in his hand thrust out, right in the middle of Bai Lian.
Wave!
An incredible scene happened. The entire Bailian was divided into two parts.
Intangible and insubstantial things can be cut off
Kurozuka was shocked, and immediately felt severe pain in his chest, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. This was the backlash after the spell was broken.
Bang bang!
When Fang Yuan saw it, his eyes lit up and he clapped and praised: "What a move and sword to break through all kinds of magic!"
He walked up to the high platform and touched Kurozuka randomly. The latter's face immediately looked much better.
"I've told you before that ecstasy is just a trick, and it's just a joke when you meet a real strong opponent. You, the black guy, didn't believe it before. Do you admit it now?"
Fang Yuan said reproachfully, but Heizhong had a stern look on his face and did not dare to refute, standing aside with his hands down.
After reprimanding the slave, he looked at Cao Qiu again.
This person's strong will is almost as strong as the true saint of martial arts! Only in this way can it be attached to the sword body and create the effect of breaking through all kinds of magic with one sword!
"It's a pity...the foundation is insufficient!"
With a flash of light in his eyes, Fang Yuan had already seen this man's weakness. Although his will was as strong as a sword, his body was still deficient, so he could not truly be called a saint!
"One sword breaks all laws?"
The strange light in Cao Qiu's eyes became even brighter: "I use my sword half a armor, this is the first time I heard someone summarize my realm so aptly!"
"Well, it seems that today, even if I don't compete with you in sword competition, you will not stop!"
Fang Yuan smiled and drew out the black iron sword from his waist.
Although this sword is only three feet long, it is already a rare and famous sword at this time: "But... in order to prevent us from harming our harmony, how about we make an appointment first and only use three swords?"
"Can!"
Cao Qiu nodded and took a step forward: "The first sword!"
Boom!
A storm breaks out.
When he stabbed out his sword, it was like striking with wind and thunder, carrying such a brilliant power that any demons and demons would be restrained in despair.
Under the stage, the swordsman Can watched this scene blankly, feeling that compared to his teacher, his sword of wind and thunder was as far away as heaven and earth. If he had such sword skills, how could he have been fooled by a mere sorcery before?
Facing the attack of wind and thunder, Fang Yuan remained indifferent and just placed the iron sword horizontally on his chest.
clang!
Qingyue's voice resounded and vibrated for miles.
The wind and thunder disappeared from each other, as if there was only a black, steel-like mountain left between heaven and earth!
Regardless of the wind and thunder from all directions, I remain firm and unmoving!
"Good swordsmanship... This sword skill is almost Taoist!"
Although Fang Yuan blocked the sword, he was the first to praise it.
"It's a pity... It's close to Tao, but it's not Tao..."
Cao Qiu stared at Fang Yuan blankly, but a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and suddenly said: "There are only two swords left, there is no need to compete anymore, I will admit defeat!"
"What?"
In the audience, many Cao disciples opened their mouths, as if they saw the fall of gods and the collapse of their faith.
Who is Cao Qiu
The legendary swordsman who is invincible in the world! He even has the name of Sword Master, travels around the world, has countless disciples, and is the belief of all swordsmen.
But at this time, he was actually defeated by an unknown boy in the merchant city
"impossible… "
Chan murmured, digging his nails into his flesh and bleeding heavily.
Ang and the other disciples were also pale and shaky.
"Concession..."
Fang Yuan let out a long breath, without saying much, sheathed his sword and left.
"My lord..."
Kurozuka quickly followed with Dabai and Xiaobai.
The businessman immediately moved out of the way in awe. After all, although the two sides just exchanged swords, the aftermath affected those who got too close to the high platform and fainted, with blood flowing from their ears.
Who doesn't admire such force
Presumably it won't be long before the legend of Swordsman Jie's defeat of Sword Master Cao Qiu will be sung throughout the Shang Dynasty and spread throughout the world.
…
It's night time.
In the moonlight, the shadows of two girls emerged, looking at Fang Yuan's figure in awe.
Kurozuka was not surprised. Although he was shocked when he saw the two silver foxes transforming for the first time, he gradually got used to it as time went by.
"Dabai Xiaobai, don't you recognize me?"
Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel a little amused when he saw the strange looks in these two women's eyes.
"That man's sword... is dangerous!"
After a long time, Dabai was the first to speak: "I can feel that once the Yin Shen of my sister and I is wiped by the sword blade, it will immediately disappear... When we faced that person during the day, our Yin Shen was even suppressed. in vivo!"
"Your spiritual sense is very good!"
Fang Yuan nodded: "That Cao Zi's swordsmanship can be said to be able to defeat all kinds of magic with one sword, and the mere Yin God will naturally not be able to cause trouble."
"But this kind of person was defeated by you?"
Dabai's eyes flashed: "My sister and I want to become your disciples and learn swordsmanship!"
"Swordsmanship is just little Doyle!"
Fang Yuan waved his hand: "Do you know why Cao Qiu gave up after one strike?"
Hearing this, even Kurozuka couldn't help but pricked up his ears.
"Because although his swordsmanship is far better than mine, if there is a life-and-death fight, it will definitely be him who dies! This has been confirmed in the first sword attack, and he will naturally not ask to continue and humiliate himself again. "
Fang Yuan explained briefly.
Even the Sword Saint Cao Qiu, who is the "child" of hundreds of schools of thought, is now regarded as the bottom in his eyes - he is just a Tongmai Wuzong. Of course, in terms of swordsmanship and spiritual realm, he is at the level of a true saint!
The opponent's foundation is unstable, but his own foundation is too strong.
Even the true form of the ancestral witch who has not yet fully matured can rely on brute force to smash the opponent to death!
"Of course... this Cao Qiu is just a representative of the swordsmanship among hundreds of scholars. It cannot fully explain the high-end martial arts in this world..."
Fang Yuan finally saw clearly that although the Great Shang had not yet fallen, it was still a time of great strife!
There are frequent exchanges of talents among various countries, and new talents emerge at any time and become a blockbuster. However, my own extraordinary thing is nothing.
"Given how cunning Gu Chen is, he must have a huge conspiracy when he travels through Dashang. However, he doesn't know where he is hiding in the corner to stir up trouble... What's even more troublesome is that because the world is in chaos at this time, even if he has some extraordinary intentions, It's hard to find out..."
After five hundred years of great business, at the time of revolution, the world was in turmoil. Dragons and snakes rose up, which naturally covered up many abnormalities.
For example, at this time, Fang Yuan was completely blind in the Shang Capital and found no clues about Gu Chen at all.
At this moment, Fang Yuan frowned and looked towards the door wall: "Who came to peek?"
The place he was staying at at this time was a "guest house", which was a hotel built by the Shang Dynasty in key transportation roads and cities for the convenience of envoys from vassal states and other traveling scholars. It had the nature of an official business and was known as " "In every country and country, there are huts within ten miles, and there are food and drinks in the huts." "There are waiting halls in the city... to wait for the officials hired by the court."
Since it is a government-run company, there is no need to talk about safety. The other party can actually touch this place at this time, and it is obvious that his skills are not bad.
In fact, Fang Yuan also considered going to his "home" to have a look, but thinking that he might be in trouble if he was there, he didn't bother to go back.
Kurozuka roared angrily and rushed towards him.
Ding!
With a flash of sword shadow, a young man was forced out.
He was tall, but his face was a little green. He was wearing linen clothes and straw sandals on his feet. However, the bronze sword in his hand was already scarred, as if it was about to break at the next moment.
Even so, there was a fire-like look in the young man's eyes: "Nie... I have met you sir! I hope you will allow me to learn the sword from you!"
"Your name is Nie?"
Fang Yuan's originally somewhat impatient expression suddenly became very strange: "Do you have a surname?"
The light in the young man's eyes suddenly dimmed: "There have never been people from the countryside!"
"If you become successful and famous in the future, you can choose a surname called Gai Nie!"
Fang Yuan had a bad taste.
Unexpectedly, the young man's eyes lit up and he kowtowed directly: "Thank you, teacher, for giving me the name. From now on, I will be called Gai Nie!"