Chapter Eighty-Seven: Xiang Yutian
Longquan, the vast empty street that can accommodate twelve horses galloping side by side, is very lively at this time, the people on the street are standing on the sidewalks on both sides, crowded to the point of invulnerability, the carriages and horses are stopped, and a circle of open space is surrounded by a circle.
On the clearing, there are two people fighting, two long knives, like two lightning strikes, swinging knives at each other and attacking each other, completely unrestrained in tricks, with fast fighting, knives back and forth, like a competition of strength and speed, you attack me defend, I defend you attack, the scene is extremely fierce.
"Good knife technique, Chang'an farewell, but my brother's knife technique has gone further!" Suddenly, the Han man suddenly withdrew his knife and laughed.
And the Turkic on the opposite side did not chase after him, but praised: "The young marshal's sword skills are also good, imaginative, and domineering!" ”
These two are Kou Zhong and the Turkic master Da Zhi who is responsible for guarding Shang Xiufang, the two have met in Chang'an, and they are both good at using knives, and they have a bit of skill when they meet again, so they exchange hands.
Kou Zhong raised the long knife in his hand, pointed at Dazhi from afar, and his heart swelled with fighting spirit, he left the army and came to Longquan alone this time, but it was for a major event - to assassinate Emperor Mo Wen of Chu. As a military genius, no one knows the world's major events better than him, and wants to fight against the Yangzhou army, which has almost swept most of the world, and there is no hope for the coalition army at this time.
Mo Wen, Heavenly Master, Emperor Chu, the first grandmaster in the world, is not only the head of the Yangzhou Army, but also the banner of the Yangzhou Army. As soon as he falls, the Yangzhou army will immediately be torn apart, especially Mo Wen has no heirs until now, as long as he dies. The coalition can win without a fight. Or in peacetime, although there are wise people in the world who can see this, but who has the ability to kill the world's first grandmaster, this move is just a pipe dream, but at this moment it is different, Mo Wen invited the martial arts master Bi Xuan, and the sword master of Goguryeo Fu Cailin also came to join in the fun. With the addition of various cow ghosts and snake gods, it can be said that it is the best time to assassinate Mo Wen, of course. If it doesn't work out at this time, everyone doesn't have to think about it anymore.
The hatred of hegemony in the world and taking his wife has made Kou Zhong desperate, and if he doesn't succeed this time, he will become a benevolent. Although Da Zhi's martial arts are not as good as Mo Wen. But it is also a rare whetstone, which cannot be missed since it is encountered.
Sensing Kou Zhong's amazing fighting spirit, Da Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then raised the long knife in his hand not to be outdone.
Feeling the fighting spirit of the two, the onlookers who were still talking around were silent until they were silent, everyone was looking forward to the two fighting again, and there were also voices in the distance that seemed to be a foil.
But at this moment, a woman's voice said coquettishly: "Don't stop me yet!" ”
Listen to the voice. Ke Zhi showed a wry smile and put the knife back into its sheath. But Kou Zhong was shocked and turned around.
No fat powder, simple and natural, but still beautiful to teach people to breathe; Even the wide robe of the cloak, Yurong is hidden deep in the cloak, not only does not reduce her attractiveness, but also adds a mysterious flavor.
After years of not seeing, Shang Xiufang seemed a little haggard at this time, but the amazing light did not diminish at all.
She was followed by a young female warrior with a stinging sword, but it was Zong Xianghua who had been secretly having fun with Mo Wen in the dense forest before, and now she was holding a long sword in her hand, and she was looking at Kou Zhong and Da Zhi with an unkind expression.
With her eyebrows frowning slightly, Shang Xiufang looked at the two people holding long knives, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, and she said angrily: "Don't you men do anything else except fight and kill?" ”
As if touching something sad, she twisted her waist, but turned and walked towards the carriage.
"Xiufang, I-" Kou Zhong wanted to speak and stopped, since Song Yuzhi married Mo Wen, he was sad in his heart, he thought that he could be comforted by her soft voice when he saw Shang Xiufang's confidante again, but he didn't think about it but disgusted her, and he immediately felt a little sad.
The black and soft hair is like a clear stream and a quiet spring, pouring and flowing waterfalls, hanging freely on the back of the fragrant shoulders and powder, even if the negative qi leaves, Shang Xiufang is still coquettish and can not be flattering, but just when she was about to board the car, someone suddenly shouted: "Xiufang, please stay!" ”
Shang Xiufang followed the sound and looked, but saw a person coming out of the crowd, holding an iron box, walking towards him step by step, this person was only in his twenties, but his eyes seemed to have gone through the vicissitudes of life, seeing through the world, this contradictory contrast made him exude a certain strange taste. With a narrow face and white skin like a woman, he is not handsome, but he always makes people feel that he has an unusual charm, and such a character, with Shang Xiufang's knowledge, is still the first time he has encountered it.
But over there, Kou Zhong and Da Zhi were secretly on guard, and the martial arts of the people who came were not under them, and the Turkic warriors under Da Zhi shouted in unison, blocking the person from the human wall, and even Zong Xianghua took a step sideways, blocking Shang Xiufang behind him.
The man didn't care, took a few steps closer, and lifted the tin box in his hand.
"In Xia Liefang, he is a loyal admirer of everyone in Xiufang, and he is here to present "Magical Secret Spectrum", and everyone in Xiufang laughs!"
Shang Xiufang said: "Magical secret spectrum? ”
Kou Zhong didn't know what the hell "Magical Secret Score" was, but looking at Shang Xiufang's expression, he guessed that it should be a treasure that musicians dream of.
"It turned out to be a flaw of Hui Hui, I want to give a gift to Xiufang, just give it to me Dazhi!" Then take the tin box.
Lie Fang suddenly withdrew his hand, an aggrieved expression appeared on his face, and said in a pitiful tone of pleading: "Can the younger brother be kind to the little brother to personally present the secret score to Xiufang, and explain two sentences for the secret score by the way?" ”
Without waiting for Da Zhi to reply, Shang Xiufang was a little hurried, "Please come over!" ”
With the answer, Lie Fang stepped over to Da Zhi's side, came to Shang Xiufang, knelt down on one knee, raised the iron box above his head, and said loudly: "The secret score is presented, please Xiufang, everyone smiles." ”
There was silence all around, and I don't know how many girls looked at everything in front of them with envy.
Shang Xiufang's ice muscle jade bones, smooth as clotted fat, white as frost and snow, the jade hand poked out from the raised wide sleeve, and flipped through the secret book in the box with his hand. A look of surprise appeared on his face, "This is the turtle roll, where did Lie Gongzi get it?" ”
Blaze stood up. He lowered his hand and said: "There are ten volumes of secret scores, and there are nine volumes of Gaochang, Cheshi, Huifu, Turkic, Murwei, Tuyuhun, Dangxiang, Khitan, Tiele, etc., which are collected and written by Huhar, who has the title of 'God of Music and Dance' in Qiuci fifty years ago. However, the score and commentary are written in the method and text of the Qiuzi music, fortunately, the little brother has worked this, as long as Xiufang everyone does not give up, the little brother should say everything. ”
Kou Zhong and Da Zhi secretly shouted in their hearts at the same time. Based on their understanding of Shang Xiufang, Liefang's move can be said to be the key to Shang Xiufang, although it may not be able to win her heart. It was enough to complete his delusion of kissing Kazawa, but it did take a big step in this direction.
As expected, I saw Shang Xiufang's pretty face in a trance, and her beautiful eyes like autumn water looked at Lie Flaw's body for a long time. Suddenly smiled. "Let's get in the car and talk about it."
The coquettish and beautiful appearance, combined with the most moving voice and intonation in today's world, made hundreds of people present breathless and reluctant.
Lie Fang was overjoyed and polite, and followed Shang Xiufang and Zong Xianghua to board the carriage.
Looking at the departing carriage, Da Zhi patted Kou Zhong. Shaking his head slightly, he turned to follow. The two who were originally opponents had a sense of sympathy for each other at this time.
On the street, in the restaurant, an extremely handsome man also looked here, watching Lie Xuan board Shang Xiufang's carriage, and then look at the old man who drove the car, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He took a drink from his glass, "I thought I'd talk about it in a few days, but now it seems that I'm going to be forced to do it, so let's give you a ride tonight, and then enjoy the beauty to your heart's content!" ”——
Late at night, the streets of Longquan are silent, after all, it is not more populous than the Central Plains, although this Longquan is the place where the Su Mo Yan was founded, it can be called a rare big city on the grassland, but there are few markets and entertainment places at night, and the lights are dim.
The sky was drizzling, dripping and sliding down with the breeze, and the impetuousness of summer seemed to be reduced a little, and the originally noisy cicadas and birds were quieted down.
On the long and gloomy street, a young man walked slowly, his steps were not large, but each step had a strange melody that seemed to merge with the drizzle.
At some point, a figure dressed in black suddenly appeared on the long street, without anyone noticing, like a ghost.
The young man was not surprised, raised his head, and smiled at the man in black, "You're here?" ”
nodded, but the man in black sighed, "Emperor Chu, why bother?" Xiufang is just a little girl who can play the piano and dance, why do you want to be entangled? ”
This is an old man in his sixties, with an ordinary appearance, the kind of character who disappears immediately in the crowd, but his eyes are very bright, and even in this dark night, he can't hide the brilliance in them.
Swept away by that gaze, Mo Wen suddenly had a strange feeling, which seemed to be a kind of resonance.
"Xiang Yutian?" Feeling the movement of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa in his body, Mo Wen was a little skeptical but said with certainty.
The old man was not surprised, and said with some melancholy: "The old man has retired to the rivers and lakes for many years, and he just wants to listen to small songs for the rest of his life and spend his days leisurely, and he doesn't want to be discovered by Emperor Chu!" ”
After a pause, the old man suddenly showed a peerless edge, and his original ordinary appearance has changed at this time, it is still the same eyebrow, but with the temperament of looking at the world at this time, there is another terrifying look.
"Xiufang is the old man's only remaining relative in this world, does Emperor Chu give the old man a thin face, how about this matter?" shows the demeanor of a generation of evil emperors, but Xiang Yutian does not dare to persecute the people in front of him too much.
The reason why Shang Xiufang was able to go all over the world as the number one prostitute in the world without being harassed was because of her identity, her biological father Li Yuan was the lord of the Li Valve, and he was powerful, but her biological mother Mingyue was the evil emperor of the Demon Gate after Xiang Yutian, and this black and white identity was the real reason why no one dared to bully her as a weak woman who did not know martial arts.
The embarrassment on the surface of the surface over the years has been blocked by Li Yuan, but the Xiaoxiao in the secret was sent to Yutian to the underworld, otherwise with Shang Xiufang's appearance, he could still deal with a cowardly thief like Bian Buying?
Feeling the oppression coming from Xiang Yutian, Mo Wen smiled faintly. His gaze was still deep and calm, he reached out to take a few drops of rain, and said slowly, "What I want." You must get your hands on it, no one can stop it, and you Xiang Yutian is no exception! ”
With a slam grip on his palm, the rain suddenly exploded, and Mo Wen's body surged with an momentum that was not inferior to Xiang Yutian.
"So, old thing, if you don't want to die, get out of here!"
Feel Mo Wen's noisy and domineering momentum. Xiang Yutian frowned slightly, "So Emperor Chu must do it, I don't know if you can give up your inheritance?" ”
There was a hint of mockery at the corners of his mouth. Mo Wen asked rhetorically, "Are you willing to show off the old thing?" Although he also participated in the mystery of the Broken Void, Young Master Ben is far younger than you, and he is fighting today. You're either ascending or you're dying. There is no second possibility! ”
"Really?"
Unmoved, he stretched out his old palm to Yutian.
"It seems that I still have to see the real chapter under my hands!"
The original astonishing momentum condensed again, and a vision gradually emerged on Yu Tian's body, it was a seed that was constantly moving, shrinking one by one, like a small black hole, inhaling the essence qi of heaven and earth into his body, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the true yuan qi on Yu Tian's body was rapidly raised. Almost overflowed from the body.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a herring appeared above Mo Wen's head. Swimming in the thin rain curtain, looming, with that swallowing and sucking, the figure of the herring fish keeps getting bigger, the carriage, the house, endlessly, there is a kind of devouring the sky and the earth.
As the momentum between the two continued to collide, the hearts of all the martial artists in Longquan sank inexplicably, and they only felt as if there was a big mountain pressing on their hearts.
In the palace, a middle-aged man with a soap crown on his head and a silk black satin dragon robe frowned, and looked at a monk beside him.
"National teacher, what is this?"
The monk clasped his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, "King Hui, this is a peerless master in the competition!" ”
"Really?" The man who was also aware of it in his heart sighed slightly, "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse when so many masters come to the founding of the country. ”
"Brahma and I are the same, this is the situation to create heroes, as long as you survive this hurdle, Su Mo Yan is the new master of this grassland!"
"I hope so!"
Inn, Kou Zhong tightened the long knife in his hand, looked out the window, and felt the pervasive pressure, he bit the corner of his mouth out of blood.
"I'm not strong enough!"
By the lake, a man and a woman who had been fighting stopped at the same time, and looked in the other direction with burning eyes, while behind them, a beautiful woman in white and barefoot lowered her head and smiled, as if she sensed something.
In the rain curtain, Mo Wen and Xiang Yutian fought quickly, constantly colliding like two bolts of lightning, every move and every style had no superfluous movements, easy to come and go, attacking each other from various incredible angles, fists, palms, legs, every inch of the body is a weapon that kills.
The rain kept dripping, but not a drop could touch the two of them, and the figures kept flashing, and the two people fighting each other jumped in the air as if they were in another dimension.
"Kill!"
Mo Wen shouted angrily, and slapped out his palm violently, and before the palm power arrived, the palm wind had already emptied all the rain in front of him.
With the same palm, Xiang Yutian didn't bring any sound of breaking the air, and he didn't feel any true qi, and the whole palm passed through the rain curtain like an illusion and hit Mo Wen's palm.
The two palms faced each other, as if they had been struck by lightning, and both of them withdrew and flew back, but the inch of the street under their feet collapsed silently, as if they had been hit hard.
Looking at each other again, in the night rain, Xiang Yutian said leisurely: "Emperor Chu is really good at martial arts, and he deserves to be the first grandmaster in the world!" ”
Mo Wenha said with a smile: "Each other, if you don't solve the evil emperor, I don't dare to be the first grandmaster!" ”
Raising his head slightly, he didn't know where to look at Yutian, and then he saw that his palm was clenched, as if it was loose and tight, and the momentum up and down his body suddenly tightened.
The raindrops hit his body, and soon soaked his clothes, but his thin body couldn't see the demeanor of the evil emperor at this time, just like a real old man.
But Mo Wen felt that his body was cold, as if he was being targeted by some fierce beast, and his body tensed up unconsciously, he had a hunch that the next move was absolutely extraordinary.
Sure enough, he saw Xiang Yutian sighing faintly, and whispered, "The last move, after this move, there will be no more Xiang Yutian in this world!" ”
With a straight face, Mo Wen knew in his heart that this was Xiang Yutian going to use all his strength, a master like them who had already comprehended the mystery of the broken, once he made a move with all his strength, he would no longer be able to stay in this world, so with this move, Xiang Yutian would not exist in the world.
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wen's gaze condensed slightly, I am afraid that the next moment is the most dangerous moment for him in this Tang Shuanglong world, with all his strength, he is not afraid of Xiang Yutian, but he doesn't want to soar, he can only use the power in front of him to receive a blow that shatters the void, even with the power of Mo Wen, he does not dare to be 100% sure of the final result, fortunately, with Shen Luoyan and Wan Wan, these women who have signed the contract, the final result will not change in any way, which is the reason why he plans to take over the move of Yu Tian.
As if sensing something, Xiang Yutian shook his head slightly, with a faint sense of disappointment in his eyes, but he still didn't hesitate to swing the last punch.
In his eyes, everything in the world seemed to have come to a standstill, the raindrops were suspended in the air, there was silence, and Xiang Yutian's figure disappeared in place, and suddenly appeared in front of Mo Wen's eyes.
The thin fist approached little by little, the speed was extremely slow, but it seemed to carry the truth of heaven and earth, so that Mo Wen could not avoid it.
The next moment, where the two met, white light flashed, and the entire rain curtain exploded, and the dazzling light accompanied by the sharp raindrops blasted in all directions, destroying and decaying, and the entire street was flattened in half.
The smoke was splashing, the clouds were scattered, and the moon was rising, and it seemed that even the clouds in the sky were torn apart.
When the smoke cleared, under the faint moonlight, Mo Wen knelt on the ground, covering his chest with one hand and spitting blood, but his face was full of joy.
Around him was a scorch mark, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was in a huge pit several feet deep.
Xiang Yutian stood in front of him, without saying a word, looking up at the full moon in the sky, sighing slightly, and the next moment he disappeared without a trace.
"Hah! Finally solved this old thing, it's time to find the little beauty! ”
Standing up slowly, Mo Wen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the warrior who followed the sound in the distance, jumped his body, and disappeared into the night, leaving only the ruins and broken walls in the same place and the crowd that gradually gathered with a look of surprise. (To be continued......)
PS: Thank you for the commuter pass that can be immortalized or not.