Chapter 880 A guest came to Jianyulou, and the snow was watching the snow in Daxueping.
The middle-aged man remembered that the master and apprentice were sitting in the courtyard last night and the apprentice told him not to bother with Jianyulou. He nodded and agreed. The disciple couldn’t believe it, and repeated it again. He smiled and said that the disciple was so easy to talk to, how bad could he be a master?
In fact, Deng Tai’a didn’t say anything: He has never spoken to anyone, this is true for the Wu family’s sword tomb and the Jianghu.
So having his nosy and merciful apprentice is his biggest trouble in his life, in addition to his success in sword training, and his greatest pride.
Deng Tai’a smiled at herself, and just stopped the old man in the gatehouse. After hearing that he was about to ask Jian Yu, he looked ridiculous and angry, and asked him that since he was using swords to compete, what about your sword?
Deng Tai’a didn’t answer anything, and her figure flashed and came to Jianyu Tower.
Deng Tai’a looked up at the main building. There was a golden plaque written by the sword emperor of the Western Shu in his early years, “The First Sword Rain in the World”. The plaque shone brightly under the spring sunshine.
The figure who suddenly appeared in Jianyulou, who was the middle-aged man, was not Zhang Yun, a master of swordsmanship who was praised by the Western Shu martial arts world as the “Three Qi Tongxuan”, nor were they the elders who had outstanding swordsmanship, but a few bored disciples who looked around. Most of these people have beautiful thoughts about the daughter of the poster, but even though they know that there is a world of difference, they feel even more ashamed of the son of Yizhou. When they think of the woman who wants to fall into someone else’s arms, they have an indifferent attitude, and then they see the man in coarse linen who has no sword and no momentum. But they were not concerned either. You should know that although the Western Shu Jianyu Tower is not as famous as the Dongyue Jianchi and the Southern Xinjiang Dragon Palace, they are after all, they are the ones who hold the bull in a state. The poster Zhang Yun is among the top ten masters in Western Shu. When he was young, he was a genius swordsman who was once optimistic about Xie Lingzhen, the old owner of Chuntie Caotang. Although he has not yet entered the first-class realm, he believes that among the top ten masters in the entire Western Shu River, Zhang Yun is one of the most promising people to enter that legendary realm.
Although the second-grade young master has a small character, he can establish a sect in Liyang Prefecture. Those gods and immortals at the first level often don’t see each other and don’t bother to pay attention to the affairs of the martial arts world. It is even more difficult for ordinary martial arts people to get close to each other. Therefore, the most glorious character in the Liyang River is a martial arts master who can be seen and touched like Zhang Yun, and a martial arts master who can show off every once in a while. Otherwise, no one would believe it if you brag about drinking with those martial arts masters on the same table, and if you brag about it, no one would believe it. Because Zhang Yun and others not only have a high level of cultivation, they are also popular and down-to-earth in their work. If you are lucky enough to meet the famous Sword and Yu Tower owner, that will make people shockedOnly then will you be skeptical.
A loud bang made Jian Yu’s heart tremble up and down.
The plaque personally given by the old Emperor of Western Shu was cracked into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Everyone looked at each other and felt incredible. The plaque with a prominent origin is made of the first-class nanmu wood, and it will never be so unbearable to the wind and sun. Moreover, the plaque has been hung for more than 30 years, so how could it be broken like a sword?
Everyone looked around and finally focused their eyes on the middle-aged man with his hands on it. Even the second-grade master Zhang Yun could not see any clues. This man would be the culprit for destroying the priceless plaque.
The owner of Jianyulou Tower Zhang Yun is one of the few famous masters in Western Shu, and he is also an experienced old world. He believes that even if he holds a sword, he cannot split a plaque with sword energy three or four hundred steps away. Such a person is coming, no matter how domineering his posture is, it is still impossible to easily settle the situation with the large number of people in Jianyulou.
The reason why the Wu family’s sword tomb has been firmly in the top three sects of the Jianghu Sect for hundreds of years is that it is said that it is a sword tomb child who can control the sword and whirl like a butterfly, which itself means that it is difficult to breed sword energy. How could a sword energy rushes through the air for hundreds of steps without decreasing its power? It directly splits a huge plaque
An inscription rushed to the air on the spot, stood at the door of the main building and looked carefully, and flew back to Zhang Yun, with a pale face and whispering.
Zhang Yun was immediately struck by lightning.
It is caused by sword energy.
And after the sword energy broke through the plaque, even the main building was split.
There is a saying circulating in the Liyang River and Lake, saying that since the royal family of the Western Shu country, Su Mao, died outside the imperial city gate, and the Huang Zhentu died at the top of the Donghai city, there was no more swordsman. This also reveals a bit of the current embarrassment in the martial arts world in the Western Shu.
Especially after Xie Lingzhen, Chuntie Caotang, died suddenly at Kuaishui Villa for no reason, his successor Yanzhi commented on the beauty, and only stunned the world with his appearance, but not with his martial arts practice, which makes people sincerely convinced, so he gives people the view that there is no master in the rivers and lakes in Shu.
The middle-aged man slowly moved forward, walked thirty or forty steps away from Zhang Yun, and finally said, “The truth, my disciple has already said it. If you don’t listen, then I don’t have to reason with you today.”
Zhang Yun was in tears. How could I know who your disciple is a great disciple of a great master like you who is a master of swordsmanship? It’s too late for us to worship him as a Bodhisattva, so why would he reason with us without listening?
Zhang Yun turned his mind quickly. Seeing that this man was only thirty or forty years old, he couldn’t get along with his own Jianyu Tower. Most of them were not from the Western Shu River, otherwise he should have bought him Zhang Yun for some reason. But the power of Jianyu Tower has always been limited to Western Shu, and the disciples in the sect are still relatively restrained, and few die.Even the outstanding disciples who were ordered to go out of Shu to make the world famous for Jianyu Tower, they have never heard of having a great grudge with the sects in Liyang. To be honest, if you really want to provoke the top masters of Liyang, the disciples of Jianyu Tower must have the ability.
Zhang Yun was also a little confused. The person in front of him was not showing any aura and had no momentum. He didn’t look like a person who took action. Could it be that there was a real paranormal in the dark?
The middle-aged uncle looked past the people of Jianyu Tower and saw the young woman who was afraid of the world’s chaos. The woman next to her had a gloomy face, as if weighing the pros and cons, and hesitating whether to use the power of the government to beat the mountain and shock the tiger. Several worshippers of Jianyu Tower were like facing a great enemy, and obviously they knew more about the importance of it than women. Some things can be suppressed by the government forces, but some things may not be suppressed by the government.
Zhang Yun looked elegant, with the famous Western Shu sword fire candle on his waist. At this moment, he was extremely rare to hold the etiquette and bowed respectfully: “I dare to ask who the senior disciple is. If it is indeed my Jianyulou offended the senior disciple, Zhang Yun will definitely give him an explanation!”
The middle-aged man answered the question malfunctioning and looked at the group of people: “Who is the person holding the mountain montane sword?”
Yizhou, who is in a high position and bloated figure, narrowed his eyes and said sinisterly: “Today is a great day for the two families of my official and Brother Zhang. I don’t expect that anyone dares to act like this in Yizhou City, which is really something I have seen!”
The deputy general of Yizhou who holds thousands of soldiers sneered, “In the jurisdiction of this general, there are people in the martial arts world who dare to violate the ban with martial arts!”
When Zhang Yun saw that the two civil and military officials in Yizhou held power and made such a clear statement, he was very calm, but he was still thinking about calming things down. After saluting, he straightened his back and stared at the uninvited guest in front of him: “Senior, is it that the chief of my Jianyu Tower who worshipped Hu Dachun and his disciples had a misunderstanding?”
The middle-aged man ignored the two powerful officials in the Western Shu officialdom, and completely ignored the owner of Jianyu Tower who deliberately lowered his head and was a small one. Instead, he looked at the swordsman who had gone to the main building to look at the plaque. This man was dressed in white, with white hair and beard, and even the sword sheath was snow-white, and he had a fairy-like appearance.
He asked, “It was you who gave my disciple three swords.”
This Western Shu sword master who was not as weak as Zhang Yun in Jianyu Tower looked calm, but he didn’t answer, not knowing whether he was unwilling or dared.
But after the middle-aged man asked this, the mother and daughter and the handsome young master both changed slightly. The woman’s eyes became more and more vicious. The young woman curled her lips, and the young man subconsciously took a step back.
The middle-aged man said calmly, “One sword and another sword.”
Just as the white-haired worshipper holding a mandrill wanted to hold the hilt, his chest was blown to pieces with blood. But after this silent “one sword” killing, the two acupoints in front of Zhang Dachun were still at the same time.Scarlet blood was blown out.
Not to mention pulling the sword out of the sheath, Zhang Dachun, who didn’t even hold the hilt, fell backwards.