The sun rises, the sky and the earth are right, and the morning sun shines brightly.
At dawn, there is a flying sword coming before people.
Xu Yanbing looked into the distance, and said with a sneer, "It seems that the visitor is not kind."
For the first time, Xu Fengnian was a little out of his mind. It is reasonable to say that he shouldn't have such a feeling of being close to his hometown. This kind of sword qi and sword intent wins people first, just like the sword qi of Huang Qing, the first person in Beimang swordsmanship, and the majestic sword qi of Qi Jiajie in Yangjing City in Fushu Town at the foot of Wudang Mountain. Xu Fengnian has experienced it before. Xu Fengnian has seen many martial arts masters of the sword, from the earliest Lao Huang and the old man in sheepskin fur, to Deng Tai'a who flew swords to kill heaven and man by the East China Sea, Song Nianqing who led a horse and hung a sword into the city to die, and the sword tomb of the Wu family. Old ancestors and so on, Xu Fengnian has already reached the point where he can see no surprises, but for some reason, Xu Fengnian is a little uneasy when encountering the sword that sweeps through the sky to visit the camp of the army this time.
When the sky and the earth are blue and white, the hazy sky is like a piece of rice paper, and that sword is like an extremely straight line written on the rice paper.
Xu Yanbing asked: "Your Majesty, do you want me to stop you? Although the sword energy is strong, it is still slightly inferior to Deng Tai'a. At most, I am on the same level as Chai Qingshan and others, so it will definitely not delay me. Fang Dajun marches forward."
Xu Fengnian said something wrong, "It's Lu Dantian, the only surviving master of swordsmanship in Western Chu."
Xu Yanbing was not sure about Xu Fengnian's thoughts for a while, so he didn't act without authorization. Now that the other party's identity was confirmed, Xu Yanbing didn't think that Lu Dantian of Xichu could pose any threat. Wang sits in the town, but there is still Yuan Zuozong who has been hiding for many years, and the Wu family has a hundred horses and a hundred swords. If you really want to force yourself, ten Lu Dantians will not get any benefits. What's more, the Beiliang cavalry's southward march to the Central Plains is like sending charcoal in a timely manner to Xichu, who is fighting with trapped beasts. Lu Dantian's sword is probably the result of being a martial arts master. It is only provocative, not Heart of death.
Xu Yanbing had a bit of leisure time to watch the excitement, and said with a smile: "I heard that this person practiced swords since childhood, and his qualifications are extremely poor. In the early years, no one was willing to accept him as a disciple. The ruthless strength of the horns, at the age of forty, finally entered the hall of kendo, and then boarded a boat to watch the Guangling River and realized a sword, climbed a mountain to watch the sun rise in the east and realized a sword, and climbed a building to watch the sea and realized a sword. It was just that after the Western Chu Dynasty was destroyed. He retired to the mountains and forests. This time when Western Chu returned to the country, most of the disciples in the clan joined the army. I also went out to serve as the commander of the Imperial Forest Army in the capital of Western Chu. This sword came with the wind, and the purple energy rose. Got a sword to watch the sun."
Xu Fengnian's mood seems to have improved, but the smile on his face is still a bit shy and far-fetched, "I really admire these senior masters, enjoying a scene can also increase their skill, but I can't, it's all done by others."
Xu Yanbing joked: "My lord, even if I hear such words, I don't like it. Our group of warriors who have experienced the wars in the Spring and Autumn Period, don't they all live like dogs when they are old."
Xu Fengnian laughed at himself: "It's the same, when I look at Yu Dilong and the others now, I feel like I'm already an old man."
The sun rises in the east, and the purple air comes from the east.
The Hundred Mile Sword started to accelerate suddenly after halfway through, pulling out an extremely beautiful downward arc in the rays of light.
Xu Yanbing squinted at the flying sword, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "My lord, what are you worried about?"
Xu Feng said in a young voice: "I'm afraid that the trip will be in vain."
Xu Fengnian rubbed his hands to keep warm, "Maybe I was wrong, I shouldn't have dragged the Northern Liang cavalry to Guangling Road."
Xu Yanbing shook his head and said: "My lord, if you think so, you are wrong. Old guys like Yan Wenluan and Gu Dazu Zhou Kang must have had such concerns at first, and they may not be as willing and unprincipled as Yuan Zuozong Chu Lushan. He supported the prince wholeheartedly, but it was a dream job for Pang Jianrui and Niu Qianzhu, the middle-level generals. After suffering in the Northwest for twenty years, he died at the front line while being ridiculed by the rear. This time, he managed to go to someone else's house. Showing off at the gate, at least it's a bad breath. Afterwards, you will die outside the pass, more or less not too aggrieved. This is human nature... Lord, Feijian is only thirty miles away from here. No shot?"
Xu Fengnian was no longer melancholy as before, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you wait any longer."
Yuan Zuozong appeared in the distance, Xu Fengnian waved his hand, the latter understood, and ordered the Daxue Dragonriders to continue to perform their duties and ignore the unexpected guest.
When Feijian approached the cavalry garrison for about ten miles, it suddenly accelerated and swept forward again, as fast as a young dragon opening a river for the first time.
The momentum was so great that there was a burst of firecrackers in the sky at the end of the street, which could only be heard faintly, but soon the sound became more and more piercing, and finally it was like thunder in the ears.
Xu Fengnian stretched out his hands, and pressed the Beiliang knife and the river crossing pawn on the left and right waists respectively.
When the sword was about to explode, Xu Fengnian suddenly let go of the hilt. At the same time, the tip of the flying sword that had been piercing the camp tent was slightly pressed down, and it was nailed into the ground. , the long sword did not move at all, but there was still purple sword energy lingering around the sword body, shining brightly.
After waiting for a while, I saw a tall old man in commoner clothes striding into the camp. The old man was carrying a long object wrapped in cotton cloth. He stopped fifty steps away from Xu Fengnian and Xu Yanbing and looked around. The old man Obviously a little surprised that no one soldier came to "entertain" him, which made the old man who was thinking of fighting a big fight quite disappointed and resentful. The old man has white hair, white eyebrows and white beard, looks like a southerner, and his figure is like a northern athlete. He looks like a master. He glanced at the young feudal lord who had almost heard calluses in his ears in the past two years, and snorted coldly. With a sound, and with a wave of his hand, the long sword nailed into the ground suddenly rose from the ground, and swept back to the black scabbard hanging from his waist.
From the beginning to the end, Xu Fengnian's eyes remained on the things behind the old man's back.
The status of this master of swordsmanship in Western Chu in Dachu back then was similar to that of Liyang Qijia Festival when he dominated Tai'an City with a single sword. Disciple junior ceremony.
Lu Dantian was full of anger, and he asked in a deep voice knowingly: "Your boy is Xu Fengnian, king of Beiliang?"
Xu Fengnian slightly retracted his gaze, looked at this old man who looked a bit like asking a teacher to ask a crime, and said in a gentle tone: "I am."
Lu Dantian untied the rope, took off the object covered with cotton cloth behind him, stood it upright in front of him heavily, and said with a sneer: "Xu, you kid can't even take the old man's sword, how did you become the four martial arts critics?" What’s the matter, it’s just because you have a hundred lackeys from the Wu family behind you, plus the ten thousand riders that Xu Xiao left for you, did you have the courage to come to our Central Plains to show off?”
Xu Fengnian asked back: "Where is she?"
Lu Dantian, who didn't get the answer, was furious, and finally suppressed his anger, and said loudly, "It's none of your business, you bastard!"
After the old man's words, there were only occasional neighing of war horses in the barracks, and the place was extremely quiet.
However, the sword around Lu Dantian's waist was already trembling, and the old man was staring at the middle-aged man next to the young feudal lord as if facing a formidable enemy.
Xu Fengnian stretched out his arms to stop Xu Yanbing, and continued to ask: "If you want to return the things, let her do it by herself. Please, senior, take the things back..."
Lu Dantian interrupted the conversation very impolitely, and said with a sneer: "You boy also give orders to the old man? Do you also give orders to His Majesty?"
Xu Fengnian said solemnly: "Senior, please go home."
A word of please, the word is extremely heavy.
As if hearing a big joke, Lu Dantian lightly stroked the hilt of the sword with his thumb, "Do you know this saber this old man? It was cast in the Mountain and Sea Sword Furnace by the Guangling River. It was originally called 'Dajiang'. 'Kill Xu'. It's a pity that your majesty's personal conquest this time, my great Chu million army re-garrisoned the west wall, and heard that your Beiliang cavalry army is about to enter Guangling. And the old man is not allowed to start killing, if not, the sword just now would have advanced five steps forward."
Xu Fengnian frowned and said, "Is it finished?"
Lu Dantian continued provocatively: "So what if it's over? Do you dare to fight the old man? If not, the old man will say ten or a hundred more sentences, so what can you, Xu Fengnian?"
Xu Yanbing said with a blank expression: "In the battle of Xileibi, sixteen people directly descended from the Lu family died in the battle, and more than a hundred people from the in-law Ma's family died in battle."
Lu Dantian's brows and hair were all raised when the scars on his heart were uncovered, his murderous intention suddenly appeared, and his five fingers clenched the hilt of the sword tightly.
Xu Fengnian sighed, "Let's go."
Lu Dantian roared angrily: "Xu Fengnian, as the king of Beiliang and one of the most famous martial arts masters in the world, why are you afraid of a fight?!"
The next moment, Lu Dantian was dumbfounded and didn't dare to move, let alone say a word.
In front of him, indeed in front of the old man's eyes, there are two fingers making a sword, only an inch away from the old man's eyebrows.
If it was said that five steps forward with the sword at the waist, it was "hopeful" to cut off the head of the young feudal lord, now Xu Fengnian only needs to push his two fingers forward a little bit, and he can penetrate his head.
Among them, the gap between Taoism and deeds is tantamount to a world of difference.
At that moment, Lu Dantian, who was caught off guard, realized a simple truth, the seemingly easy-talking young man "in front of him" did not have to put on a good temper because of a soft persimmon.
Xu Fengnian said slowly word by word: "Take the sword box and return to the battlefield of Xileibi, and return the Great Liang Dragon Bird Sword to Jiang Ni. How about it?"
Lu Dantian gritted his teeth and refused to speak even when he was beaten to death. Being humiliated by this and having no strength to fight back, this leader of Western Chu's swordsmanship felt ashamed. It turns out that there is a comment in the martial arts commentary that is true, as long as the warriors in the world have not been among the land gods, even if they are already in the celestial realm with great aura, before Xu Fengnian, Cao Changqing, Deng Taiatuoba Bodhisattva, they will follow Zhixuan The King Kong realm and even the second-rank junior masters are generally indistinguishable, they are all in a state where they can only wait to die.
Xu Fengnian withdrew his fingers together, "Baili Feijian, senior has shaken his prestige, then I will help you to send a message to your Majesty. I, Xu Fengnian, will go to her and talk to her face to face."
Although Lu Dantian looked slumped, he never flinched. He stared sharply and said: "Xu Fengnian, I brought the things, and I won't take them away! If you have the ability, bring the sword box by yourself and rush past Wu Chongxuan's army's defense line. It's more armored than my Dachu!"
Xu Fengnian laughed it off, "Alright."
Yuan Zuozong smiled and said not far away: "Don't worry, go first, Xu Gong and his like, don't need the prince to personally enter the battle to kill the enemy."
Xu Yanbing smiled and said, "Do you want me or some of the Wu family's hundred horsemen to accompany you?"
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, "No need."
Yuan Zuozong and Xu Yanbing smiled at each other and nodded.
Xu Fengnian suddenly smiled brightly, "Where can we go in today's world?"
Xu Yanbing drew: "This is really owed."
Yuan Zuozong took it seriously.
Looking at the three people in Beiliang, Lu Dantian, who was left alone, had a very strange feeling.
Not only is it like seeing the hatred of the Xu family's iron cavalry again, but also it is a matter of course to put yourself in the position of a man.
Xu Fengnian ignored the kendo master with mixed feelings, turned around, grabbed the corner of the cotton cloth wrapped in the sword box with two fingers, and gently pulled it, revealing the true face of the red sandalwood sword box, with a trance in his eyes, but soon With a firm face, after a little thought, Xu Fengnian said to himself: "Wait."
After a moment, people leave the box and stay.
There was a thunderous sound in the sky, which was far more powerful than Lu Dantian's one man and one sword before.
The loud rumbling noise was like a thousand-foot-long firecracker in the sky, saying goodbye to the old year for the Central Plains.
Lu Dantian was shocked.
The old man smiled wryly, and looked down at the long sword that had been hanging for forty years, "Old man, I'm sorry."
The distraught Lu Dantian also stayed immediately after Xu Fengnian.
A thought floated up in the heart of the old man who had been fleeing for a long time, that it was time to really leave the rivers and lakes.
A long sword fell to the ground like a strand of hair in the majestic picture scroll with the sky high and the earth wide.
Many years later, an unknown soldier who decided to leave the battlefield of Guangling Dao in his early years got an abandoned sword by chance in the mountains. The famous sword that killed Xu Erzi, many years later, this kendo master who was in full swing in the southern rivers and lakes, went to the north to challenge the well-deserved number one person in the world, Yu Dilong, but the sword in his hand was broken abruptly. It is also because of this that Gou Youfang, a Confucian scholar who had a close relationship with this swordsman, was born out of nowhere, appeared in the world for the first time, and had the first peak battle with his old enemy Yu Dilong. After that, Yu Shilong Long and Gou Youfang, who regretted being defeated, had a ten-year agreement. After that, the two of them led the way for thirty years for a total of sixty years.
But in the current arena, Yu Dilong is just a scout corporal of Youzhou Cavalry Army, and Gou Youfang is still a boy selling steamed buns in Wudi City.
There are also the four peaks of Xu Fengnian and Cao Changqing standing above the rivers and lakes, and ten high mountains including Xu Yanbing and Gu Jiantang lie in front of the younger generations of the rivers and lakes.
At this time, Yuan Zuozong said worriedly: "Do you think the prince will take a detour to Guangling River first?"
Xu Yanbing nodded and said, "You mean to go to Chen Zhibao first? I think so."
Then Xu Yanbing patted Yuan Zuozong on the shoulder, "Shouldn't it be Chen Zhibao who should be worried about his situation?"
Yuan Zuozong smiled knowingly: "That's true."
…
The mountains and rivers in the Central Plains are winding and majestic. On the Guangling River, tall buildings and ships are flying with flags.
On Jiangxin's flagship, which stood out from the crowd, a man in white walked out of the cabin, holding a long gun in his hand.
plum wine.
At this time, the river was surging.
There was a strong wind in the sky.
Immortal crosses south.