Chapter 591 Listening to the fight between the gods and immortals in Chaohu, the Iron Sword Tower Emperor’s Teacher Discussing the Political Affairs (1)
Sui Xiegu laughed at the sky and suddenly vomited a lot of breath. He spit out thousands of sword energy that he had swallowed for a hundred years.
Xu Fengnian asked someone to take out three good swords from the arsenal and make the most expensive dish in the world for Sui Xiegu. The old man would not be polite to this kid. He picked up an ancient sword with the seven-character “The Ice Wheel in the Cloud Peak” engraved on his body and placed it horizontally on his knees. His fingers broke a piece of the sword tip and threw it into his mouth, like chewing soybeans. When the young maid who took the sword who had no name left the pavilion, she looked out of the corner of her eyes, and was stunned, looking with a unique charm. Xu Fengnian did not look at him squintedly, but instead, the sword-eating ancestor looked at the graceful woman and looked at the young man who was not yet thirty years old. His eyes seemed to be saying: There is still a vassal king like you in the world.
Xu Fengnian looked at the green lake water, and occasionally a bright carp slid past. Back then, Lao Kui, who had been suppressed at the bottom of the lake for many years. When he saw the light of day again, Lao Huang also picked up the nickname “Sword Jiuhuang”. At that time, my eldest sister was still on Jiangnan Road, and my second sister was still studying in the Yin Academy. Xu Xiao was not as old as he was, and he was still full of longing and imagination about the world.
Sui Xiegu’s mouth is fast, drinking quickly, eating swords faster, and soon he started to eat the second “Wanhe Thunder” with a stronger sharpness. Looking at Xu Fengnian who was absent-minded, he sneered, “I met for the first time. You boy were fighting on three legs. Now you are better than Wang Xianzhi. You are really like a beggar who has won a mountain of gold and silver. You are extremely generous. You sit in the same pavilion with me and dare to travel thousands of miles.”
Xu Fengnian mentioned his last sword – “Yaoguang”, one of the three talisman swords on Longhu Mountain, three hundred years ago. He hid his sword in the box for many years when he was in the Tingchao Pavilion. He was kept in the deep boudoir and was still full of glory after being unsheathed. Xu Fengnian thought about it and waved to the maid who had not walked away, asking her to retrieve two other good swords. Sui Xiegu didn’t care about this and joked: “It is said that there is a sword frame in Tingchao Pavilion, which has put down six famous swords. This time, there are two of them among the top ten famous swords in the world, one is ‘Tianling’ and the other is ‘Shu Road’. When will you open your eyes to me, the more hiding you are, the more greedy you are. Be careful when you sneak it. Others cannot get close to you. It is definitely not difficult for me to do it.”
Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “It’s not that I can’t bear to take out the spirit and Shu Road, but I can’t take it out. Those two swords are my second sister’s favorite. She has often wiped them since she was a child.”
Sui Xiegu finished eating the famous sword Wanhe Thunder, burped, and squinted her eyes and said, “If I insist on eating, what do you think you are?”
Xu Fengnian smiled but didn’t say anything. The old man stretched out his finger, and the long snow-white eyebrows with his knees wrapped around his fingers like a spirit snake, and the tips of his eyebrows fluttered.
The maid standing sideways on the stone steps outside the pavilion suddenly felt a cold chill, as if a handful of winter snow was stuffed into the collar. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the young man who had always been sitting quietly in the pavilionFor some reason, the vassal king, after seeing him, the cold bones became a little weaker. For a maid like her who is not on duty in Wutongyuan, the young man in front of him who heard that he would wear the python robe of the vassal king in the future, even if he looked in front of him, within reach, and far away in the sky, but Qingliang Mountain was already looking forward to him wearing the robe sent by the Golden Wire Weaving Bureau, and guessing what color it would be, whether it would be apricot yellow or a regular blue like a general, whether it would be a group dragon or a rising dragon, whether it was Shu brocade or silk, especially the woman in the palace. No matter what age, he felt that when he put on the python robe of the vassal king, he would be the most handsome man in the world. They also knew that the court had asked the eunuchs in charge of the Sili Supervisor to send a jade white python robe in person, but he only walked through the border once, and later he was locked into the bottom of the box and completely threw it into the cold palace.
The maid opened her mouth slightly, and she had been sitting in the pavilion of the prince and the old immortal who had eaten swords. After she was instantly lost, she could not feel any breeze blowing. The two of them disappeared in front of her.
On the lake between Tingchao Pavilion and the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Xu Fengnian flew away with his back to the arsenal. Although his figure was only a glimpse, it was still an endless freehand style in the eyes of several bystanders in the dark.
Three feet away in front of him was Sui Xigu, who was carrying one hand. The two long eyebrows of the fairy-style Taoist bones were like long beards of dragons, fluttering in the wind.
Xu Fengnian paused again after getting ashore, and Sui Xigu’s slightly leaning forward figure also appeared in everyone’s sight.
These two figures, who are very different in age but both stand at the top of the world, still did not fight with each other, but the gap between them has narrowed to two feet.
There are only three things.
Xu Fengnian stopped under the three-fold door plaque of Tingchao Pavilion and stopped retreating.
Sui Xiegu laughed loudly, but he didn’t insist on breaking through the gate, but instead stepped on his toes, rose up from the ground, and headed toward the height of the attic.
After a moment, a strange scene appeared. The maid in the pavilion stretched her neck and looked at it. The old fairy who was eating a sword fell back to the Tingchao Pavilion, and stretched out her one arm and patted her shoulder, as if she was slapping the dust.
Xu Fengnian was suspended in the air as high as the sixth floor, looking down at the old man on the ground. The robe under his armpit was cut into a hole by a sword energy that reached the realm of Godlessness. The sword energy is invisible, and the sword is invisible wherever the heart is tied to, is already considered clever. However, when fighting with top masters, there are still clues to follow. However, the perfect flying sword technique is invisible and even more spiritual. The situation of coming and going is unpredictable, which is really a headache. As for Deng Tai’a’s flying sword technique, it is obvious that there is a sword but it is better than the sword energy of the godless sword. It is already the magnificent sword immortal. I believe no one is willing to provoke this middle-aged sword god who borrowed the sword from Li Chungang and returned from visiting the immortals from the East China Sea. After Wang Xianzhi’s death, Tuoba Bodhisattva did not dare to say that he was sure of victory. The victory or defeat was at most between 5 and 5. Xu Fengnian now does not have this strength. The 100-year-old Sui Xigu is undoubtedlyHe was the second person in the world’s swordsmanship under Deng Tai’a. Even when the old man and Deng Taia went north together, he laughed at him as a dog at the age of 100, but after all, for hundreds of years, Li Chungang was the only one who chased Lu Zu with his swordsmanship. Deng Tai’a became the sword immortal with the “lower swordsmanship” recognized by the world. There is no reason to face these two people. Sui Xiegu lost his sword skills to Li Chungang, and he believed that his sword skills were defeated by Deng Tai’a, who was several generations short of his generation, but this was not the reason why Sui Xiegu was underestimated by anyone.
Xu Fengnian stepped down the Sui Xigu that wanted to ascend to the building. Sui Xigu “treats with courtesy” and cuts his robe with sword energy.
The side of Tingchao Pavilion was suddenly tense and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Xu Weixiong, sitting in a wheelchair, appeared outside the steps and said calmly: “Two external objects are given to him.”
In her opinion, there is no need to pull out the sheath himself for two swords that have no chance to personally vent the long-browed old swordsman whose name is not in the martial arts rating but is long enough to be on the list.
Xu Fengnian shook his head and said, “If it is mine, just give it away. Second sister, you like it, no.”
Sui Xiegu, who was stopped four times in a row, couldn’t help but sarcastically, “What a big tone! I really think that your broken local snake can kill the world and cross the river.”