Chapter 406 Song Nianqing asked about swords in Luoyang, and the small town was in bleak.
The old master solemnly asked about the subject, naturally, his prince, who is known to the world. Whether it is masters or low-handed martial arts, most of them have the habit of asking about the details, what is the nickname, where the master comes from, and what is his life experience. This is not an unnecessary move. Except for those young people who are just starting out like to give themselves a famous nickname, it is very rare for other people in the world to have a very vulgar nickname. They are all made up by their ability and hard work. Everyone is in the world, even if you are in the world, whether you are a friend or a man, it is not a mistake to be kind to others. When facing famous people for a long time, most of them are unwilling to offend them to death. Therefore, many people in the martial arts world can often turn swords into jade after registering each other. In fact, they don’t even beat each other, but they still call it “not getting to know each other without fighting”. Those who are popular in the world must be old fried dough sticks who are good at everything. Even if the young young people have good cultivation and do not understand the principle of not watching monks and Buddha faces, they often suffer a lot of unnecessary loss. Many people with great futures are just stubborn and have a strong enemy who is rich and powerful sects, but they don’t know how to advance or retreat. Song Nianqing, the top sword master in the world’s sword forest, was also unavoidable. Looking at the old woman in white, it really scared him. When will there be such a hidden woman in Liyang? Xu Fengnian snorted coldly, “It’s my friend, what’s wrong?”
Luangyang squinted Xu Fengnian, how could she not know the little bit of this guy’s belly? If she reported her identity directly, she would probably have to consider it carefully no matter how arrogant Song Nianqing relied on her power, and then the guy’s wishful thinking in front of her might not be able to make a sound.
Xu Fengnian was still singing a one-man show there, “If you have the ability, try to climb the tower. Don’t get close to us. Back then, you carried twelve swords to Wudi City, but you returned empty-handedly. What if you had two more swords today? If you have the ability, you can use all fourteen swords. I will leave my words here, and we will take all of them!”
Luoyang asked calmly, “You are not bored, you are not embarrassed.”
Xu Fengnian turned his head and laughed in a low voice, “I finally got to the top of the demon’s first person, let me shake my might.”
Song Nianqing was not angry by Xu Fengnian’s frivolous words. She was in a state of mind and did not speak with Xu Fengnian. She just gently slapped the sword sheath. This time she did not hold the sword in her hand, but was twenty feet away from her hand. The sword energy increased a little bit compared to the first sword. The tip of the sword was slightly raised and rushed towards Xu Fengnian on the second floor.
Luoyang stood up, she obviously didn’t feel in the mood to wait for the dozen swords, jumped out of the restaurant, passed by the flying sword, and then held the hilt of the sword in one hand. The long sword trembles and sounds continuously, and the whole city can be heard.
Song Nianqing held the third sword hanging on the horse’s back. Not only did she panic because the long sword was caught by Luoyang when she was unsheathed, she smiled knowingly. This sword is called “Yuanshou”. People in the world cannot escape their lives. When the sword and sword energy are unsheathed, they are separated. It has nothing to do with the overall situation if they only break one. Song Nianqing’s second sword was originally referred to as Xu Fengnian, but the sword energy was led to the beautiful and heroic woman in white. Moreover, the white Prime Minister was indifferent. As long as Xu Fengnian took action in a hurry and exerted any blow or aura on the long sword, it could be transferred to the sword energy. This is the essence of the white-headed sword. The same is true if you are the first to detect the existence of sword energy and block the sword energy.
Luoyang suddenly held his five fingers, and the long sword in his hand suddenly interrupted the whine, and the perfect sword body was shattered, but she was so sharp that she was tantamount to cheering on the sword energy lurking in the dark.
Xu Fengnian waited until the sword energy suddenly approached and realized the mystery. He cursed, not knowing whether it was to call Song Nianqing a treacherous or to blame Luoyang for deliberately cheating people, and eight flying swords came out to make a thunder pool.
The woman’s mouth, which had been somber by Xu Fengnian, quietly raised the corners of her mouth, raised the long sword that had completely lost its energy, landed lightly, and rushed towards Song Nianqing.
I saw the sword energy in her hand soaring more than ten feet wide, as thick as a bowl, like a comet dragging a tail, with a mighty aura.
Song Nianqing was shocked. He was just holding a sword in his right hand, so he immediately added a sword to start.
Luoyang, who held the long sword inverted, released the hilt of the sword, threw the sword and the sword energy at Song Nianqing, which was actually more like smashing.
The sword and sword energy seem to be splashed with freehand brushwork by the artist.
The sword energy was so strong that Song Nianqing’s second sword had been crushed into powder before he could approach. Song Nianqing advanced instead of retreating, her soles were only a few inches above the ground, and she moved forward more than one meter. After stopping, she twisted her toes. The soles of the brand new anthocyan cloth shoes slid on the ground, and after taking a sword in her left hand, she first hugged the sword in front of her chest, then looked down, and the tip of the sword changed from downward to lift it. The sword was pressed against the bottom of the sword energy. The long sword in Song Nianqing’s hand gradually bent, turning hard to the sword-breaking style. The tip of the sword was not too high, and with a light shout, it actually pushed the condensed sword aura over the top of her head and pulled it backward, landing on the street, smashing a bottomless pit. The sword of the Sect Master of Jianchi was not straightened, and he always maintained a slightly curved sword-breaking posture. He let go of the sword and abandoned the sword without waiting for the sword to fall. The sword tip of the left hand hit the middle section of the sword hovering in the air, making a clanging sound, like a sudden morning bell in the temple, melodious and loud.
Luoyang moved forward without any hurry, stretched out his arms and waved his hands to stop a ray of sword energy that was shot from the sword.
Song Nianqing quickly turned straight into a horizontal knock, and the second sound was like a dull drum, extremely dull. When he came to the morning and hit the bell at night, he went to beat the drum. The sound of the drum killed people and captured the soul. These two swords were Song Nianqing quietly set foot in the world twenty years ago. When he was traveling around, he stayed in an unknown ancient temple. He heard the morning bell and the evening drum was realized. Song Nianqing repeated the boring knocks, and kept stopping, and in an instant it was one hundred and eight strokes.
Luoyang always walked straight forward, but later he was even stingy with raising his hand. There was a constant burst of bangs in front of her, soWherever you pass, you are destroyed by the bells, drums and swords. It originally means to listen to the sound of drums and return quickly and not to violate the ban. But since Luoyang can kill Beimang alone twice, what is the sound of the little noisy bells and drums of sword energy?
Song Nianqing’s two swords finally couldn’t stand the rebound force of the sword energy. The two swords broke and fell to the ground. Song Nianqing did not turn around and took the sword from the horse’s back, but pinched the sword technique, and the handprint sword technique was like a Buddha and a Taoist. The sword was unsheathed, and the three long swords were unsheathed one after another, jumping up from the horse’s back, like a long rainbow falling on the top of Luoyang’s head. Song Nianqing’s hair and beard were all wide, her blue shirt and big sleeves were floating violently, and her feet were sinking to the ground one foot.
Luoyang was so arrogant that it was unreasonable. After taking his hands, he stepped on it and crushed the bluestone slabs. The gravel was stirring up, which was exactly the same as Deng Tai’a, the first move of Dunhuang City. However, at that time, he stepped on the ground and trembled with thousands of drops of raindrops to make thousands of swords. Whenever a sword stabbed towards her, she was shot and moved by a stone several feet away. In the thirty steps in Luoyang, the three swords had already returned for nothing and the tip of the sword had long broken. The distance between her and Song Nianqing had been shortened to less than ten feet.
Song Nianqing pressed his hands down, and three sharp swords, which were only half the length, stabbed towards Luoyang at the same time, making a dying struggle. Luoyang brushed by one hand, and casually held the three flying swords at the end of the strong crossbow in the palm of his hand and continued to move forward slowly. However, unlike the first sword that was crushed by her on the spot, the three swords not only did not cut off their anger in her palm, but the sword energy was like mushrooms after a rain, growing vigorously. When Luoyang was walking slowly, he looked down. Even though he noticed the scene of the snake swallowing the elephant in his palm, he did not respond at all. The three sword sword energy sprouted and took root in her palm.
Song Nianqing narrowed her eyes and snapped her fingers. The old horse was familiar with the owner’s habits, stepped on the horse’s hooves and came to the elderly man.
Song Nianqing took off the only long sword among the fourteen swords with sword spears hanging. The sword body was as clear as a mirror, so he named Zhao Gan. Back then, Song Nianqing was just a rookie in the sword forest who had just entered the world, and Wang Xianzhi was recognized as the number one in the world, but Song Nianqing had never stepped back and looked like a sword in his hand. It was the first sword that Song Nianqing had personally forged after he was in seclusion. Every swordsman was a sword-casting master and had to make swords in the sword furnace. Although the sword pool had accumulated tens of millions of swords, it was only used to commemorate the ancestors and remember their predecessors. Since Song Nianqing, the sword pool has not allowed any descendants to respect the past and derogate the present. This has led to the many sword visitors who alluded to the feeling of “The sword pool is now without an ancient sword.”
Song Nianqing was brave and proud, and his sword heart became clearer. The woman in white walked forward step by step, and seemed to have never taken the initiative. It was because of the situation, but Song Nianqing was not relaxed. Her steps were not stopped. The more she walked leisurely, the more disturbed the mood caused to Song Nianqing. Song Nianqing did not take his sword and took off her courage alone, which was also a silent emphasis on the woman.
When Song Nianqing was preparing his power, he looked at the woman of unknown origin. He had previously named the three swords of the sky, the right place, and the harmony of the heavens. He was specially used to target the mysterious and even the heavens.A master of the Xiang Realm can forcefully absorb energy, and when you encounter strong things, you will be strong, and you will become braver as you get setbacks. Song Nianqing will cast a sword every time he understands a move. In recent years, he has been making swords and raising swords and working hard. He devotes a lot of effort to each of the fourteen swords, and supplemented with original sword moves, they are all “new swords” that are well-deserved and newly released. They are truly unprecedented. If the enemy in the same realm takes it lightly, they will definitely suffer a great loss. Song Nianqing originally hoped to raise twenty swords in this life and leave the last battle to Deng Tai’a or Wang Xianzhi, but the emperor’s order was difficult to violate, so he had to break through the pass and walk around the world with his sword in Qingshan. However, at first, he didn’t think that the prince of Beiliang could afford the fourteen swords. With five or six swords, the overall situation was almost decided.