There are three kinds of most beautiful voices in the world, one is the graceful joy on the bed with the charming little lady Spring Festival, and the second is the roar of my Shuofeng Erlang's sword out of the sheath, and the last one, I think it can be called the most in the world, that is, my Shuofeng Iron Horse encounters a strong enemy in adversity, everyone does not retreat and asks for death, that voice fights to the death!

Ladies and gentlemen! Draw the knife! Fight to the death!

- Chu First Emperor Accompanying the Army.

The imperial capital Tianyuan City, the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Among the many guests present, only Xiang Zhuang and Bai Lie themselves noticed a trace of abnormality.

The sword dance passed down by the Bai family is complex and changeable, and although Bai Lie learned from his father for a period of time, it has been passed down for a long time, and there will inevitably be a trace of omission in the memory of several generations, resulting in the uneven sword momentum of the sword dance handed down later.

And this section of the sword dance should have been lifted as light as a weight in the record of the document, but Bai Lie remembered that his father's teaching was to lift weight as light, and the two were like a moat, and at this time, the sword momentum in Bai Lie's hand had already danced to the end, and he encountered the omissions in the sword dance that was transmitted.

Originally, the Bai Sword Dance was only used to boost the morale of the soldiers in front of the army, and it was often only a short dance, and the ancestors would not care about the omissions at the end, so they left it to their own devices.

But Bai Lie today is from the first stage of the sword dance to the end, for a while I don't know how to change the subtleties of the next sword momentum, I only feel that the breath is no longer calm in a hurry, and the sword momentum is a little scattered, Bai Lie faintly feels as if there is a fire in his chest that is not extinguished, and it is getting hotter and hotter, flowing between his internal organs.

He knew in his heart that this was a mistake with the qi in his body, and now he was swimming wildly in his body, if he continued to dance, he was afraid that he would end up with a reversal of his strength, and his qi and blood would be lost.

Bai Lie's heart was irritable for a while, and the skill of the imperial sword in his hand was discounted.

Fortunately, the Tianshui Bai clan is a military clan, and has carried out rigorous training for the children of the clan since childhood, laying a very solid foundation for them to fight on the battlefield in the future and rush into battle.

However, at this time, he couldn't help but dance in the sword dance, the more he wanted to dance hard, the last bit of sword momentum in his hand was difficult to resist the sword, and the more messy the sword in his hand, he had to follow Xiang Zhuang's tune, Bai Lie's eyes were red and he danced the sword with all his might, and the sword momentum in his hand gradually scattered and was almost unable to support it.

The faces of the guests in the hall also changed slightly, as if they noticed something strange about Bai Lie in the hall.

I heard a sudden sound of "bang" in the hall, and a brown cloth flew out of the endless sword circle, and it was Bai Lie's fast sword that cut off the corner of the belt on his shoulder.

The sword is double-edged, one is careless but the easiest to hurt himself, the long sword in Bai Lie's hand was wiped in an instant, and there was already a thin blood mark on Bai Lie's shoulder.

Xiang Zhuang, who was stroking the piano on the side, squinted, but he only said that it was not good in his heart, but the situation of Bai Lie, who was dancing the sword in the hall, was already very bad, and he hurriedly stopped the strings and got up slowly, but the surface was a light and breezy appearance.

Suddenly, someone in the hall suddenly applauded, attracting the attention of other guests in the hall, and everyone in this extremely empty hall was sinking into their hearts to watch this majestic sword dance, but they were suddenly awakened by this powerful applause!

In addition to the sound of the piano and the sword, there was a third sound in the lobby.

The applause was extremely calm, and the guests who were absorbed had no intention of applauding, but couldn't help but turn their heads to look.

A young man in white walked slowly to the center of the inner hall, he smiled and slowly high-fived, and every step calmly stepped on the piano sound of the pianist on the side, his expression was graceful, so that everyone felt that this person was the son of the turbidity recorded in the book, and his demeanor was unparalleled.

The sons of those so-called big families couldn't help but feel ashamed of themselves when they saw this scene, but they didn't have half of the jealousy and slander in their hearts, and then there was only endless admiration and admiration, because it didn't look like a real person, so they couldn't be disrespectful.

Bai Lie, who was dancing in the lobby, couldn't help but look shocked, he was afraid that a deflection of the sword momentum that he couldn't control now would hurt this good-faced son, but at this time, he couldn't help himself, and the sword in his hand couldn't stop, he could only barely control it with his own strength over the years, and the most unfortunate thing was that the sword momentum in his hand had come to the last section of the Bai Sword Dance, a section full of omissions and a lot of negligence.

Bai Lie's sword was almost about to come out of his hand at this time, and the long sword that was extremely well-behaved and easy to control in the past was as vicious as a dragon that set off a monstrous wave.

And the young man in white who walked forward slowly suddenly chuckled at her, and the warm smile was like the sun in the clear sky that dispelled the dark clouds, and then his wide robe and wide sleeves were sprinkled and unfurled, and the whole person seemed to become a flying crane in the clouds in an instant, dancing in the shadow of the sword with Bai Lie's undulating sword momentum.

Xiang Zhuang's movements didn't seem to have great strength, but his dance was as unfathomable as the sea, coming and going freely in Bai Lie's impatient sword shadow, like a nimble milk swallow, not at all harmed by the sword dance that Bai Lie couldn't control.

The fluttering long sleeves on Xiang Zhuang's arm were raised, as if to bring the mountain to turn, and it followed Bai Lie's movements like a shadow, without a trace of difference.

Bai Lie's gestures gradually coincided with Bai Lie's, and Bai Lie no longer maintained the majestic style of a samurai, but flew lightly, spinning against him, like a red delphinium hovering on a mountain.

"Is it the last verse that has been lost?" Bai Lie suddenly remembered this thought in his heart.

Legend has it that the real dance of breaking the formation is only circulated by the Bai clan in the clouds, but Bai Lie himself knows that this dance of the Bai family is not the whole book.

When the First Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty first created the Dance of Breaking the Formation in the Battle of the Tiger Tail, he was accompanied by a favorite concubine of his extremely pampered singing and dancing peerless, so this Dance of Breaking the Formation was originally a dance of two people.

It's just that the favorite concubine who was honored and favored finally died after the first emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was crowned.

Therefore, when the majestic Taiqing Pavilion was built, no one in the world danced with the First Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, only the ancestors of the Bai family accompanied the First Emperor during the Tiger Tail War, and passed down this powerful Breaking Array Dance as a family heirloom.

However, the First Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty finally revised the dance score in 10,000 years and deleted a dance that originally belonged to women, and only the head of the family in the Bai family generation would learn this breaking array dance, and as a Zheng Zheng man, he would not pretend to be a little woman to demonstrate this last paragraph, which has been accumulated for a long time, which has led to the lack of the original dance of breaking the formation.

Later, there is a legend that the first emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty likes to dance at night on the hundred-foot Taiqing Pavilion, and people with good eyesight can see the emperor's hazy figure from a distance, and he is alone in the high pavilion of the clouds.

At this time, Bai Lie seems to be the embodiment of the first emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Bai Lie's sword dance was triggered, and Xiang Zhuang, who laughed lightly, probably played the peerless concubine who was loved by thousands of people.

"There is still anyone who knows the whole book of the Dance of the Broken Formation!" Bai Lie, who was dancing the sword, felt a shock in his heart.

He also carefully searched for the remnants of "Breaking the Array" in various collections, but after all, he couldn't spell out the last section of the sword, and at this time, this dance was in front of him, but the figure of the dragon couldn't help but be intoxicated.

Xiang Zhuang suddenly sang loudly, and the sound shook the house: "I have the skill of slaying dragons, and I want to turn over the clouds and dance; I have a vast ambition to fry the seven seas and Narita; I have a peerless edge, and I want to dissolve the pillar of heaven; I am the one who hides jade, and I want to find a craftsman.

I once laughed at Emperor Liwen in Yunmengxiang, why should I swallow white jade in my eternal life; I once laughed at the Emperor Wu in the sky, and it was difficult to cross the snow river west with his army. I am not afraid of the height of the blue sky and the thickness of the yellow earth;

Hate alone and don't meet the jade hand, and I don't see the phoenix in my later life. Sigh, the mountain is high, and the goddess is empty;

The water is deep, and the dragon is dead and barren. ”

"Hahahaha!" In front of all the guests in the hall, the white-clothed boy looked up to the sky in the hall and laughed and sang.

The sword light in Bai Lie's hand converged, and he stood silently behind him, while the pianist on the side clapped his hands on the strings, stopped all the aftersound, and lowered his head in contemplation.

The laughter lasted for a long time, and only the silence of heaven and earth was left in the hall.

After the Great War 700 years ago, did the invincible emperor still miss his beloved woman and look at his vast territory?

A small applause suddenly sounded, and the guests looked in the direction of the applause, and it turned out to be a prince sitting next to Yuan Taiqi at the back of the silver curtain, who had already stood up.

King Ji was only twelve years old, but at this time he was not childish at all, and his expression naturally revealed the majesty of the emperor's family.

"Good!" Yuan Taiqi shouted with a smile on his face, and immediately stood up and cheered loudly.

It was like a strong wind on the battlefield that suddenly blew away the ethereal extravagance in the warm pavilion, and in an instant, the hazy drunken eyes of more than forty guests became clear.

The applause was like a tide, and it lasted for a long time, and the guards outside were alarmed, and they hurried up the steps to check with their knives, only to see that the wealthy nobles of the imperial capital had left their seats and stood up, and the crowd was covered with two shirts, one white and one brown.

In the midst of the noise, the musician was silent for a long time, and her face suddenly turned blood-red, which was caused by the mighty aura of the piano, she clutched her chest and got up, and hurried away through the side door.

It wasn't until in the hallway that one of the musicians paused, a mouthful of blood spitting on his sleeve.

In the last section of the Breaking Array Dance, she was already driven by the two sons, and her spirit was fluctuating in the rhythm of his dance, and she couldn't help plucking the strings with her fingers.

The musician himself is physically weak, relying on the dance of breaking the formation

Only by burning the extreme yang qi of fire can rush to the end of the song, and then it is like a serious illness.

"Is there such a person in the world?" The musician asked himself with a low bowed head.