Chapter Twenty-Three: No Rivals
"In such a good atmosphere, who will dance a sword to help the fun?"
A proposal came from nowhere, and everyone became interested after hearing it.
"Su Wenchen Wang has a shadow sword to intimidate the Quartet, the dance is superb, stunning people's souls, not seeing the sword body, first hearing the sound of the sword, I don't know if I can have a chance to see the style today."
The next person said excitedly, his eyes shining.
Chengying sword as its name, the sword body gives people a sense of elegance and ethereal, but sharp and difficult to be, Chengying is an ancient famous sword, this sword was cast in the Shang Dynasty, by the world fascinated.
Legend has it that the man who forged the sword was a swordsman who loved swords and was obsessed with swords, and in order to successfully forge this sword, he traveled all over the mountains and rivers. Take the most elite dark iron in the world, and exhaust a lifetime's hard work to forge this sword.
It is said that the person who forged the sword did not forget the sword after death, and the soul turned into a spirit attached to the sword, becoming one with the shadow soul sword, and swearing to follow it to the death.
Later, I heard that the body of the Chengying sword disappeared for hundreds of years, and this Chengying became a legend.
Five years ago, the legendary Chengying Sword suddenly appeared, and I heard that the person holding the sword was a thousand, and the place where the ravillo smoked, where the Chengying passed, there was no one who lived.
Since then, Chengying has never been unsheathed, but the thrilling of that vicious battle is deeply rooted in the hearts of everyone.
I heard that the person holding the sword was a lupine scarf at that time, and his face was like a Xuanyu Shura, it was Xiang Shaoqing, who had not yet been crowned king at that time, and since then, it is difficult to see the bloodthirsty posture of King Chen at that time.
"Chengying has not been out of the sheath for a long time, and this king has not been brought with him, I am afraid that you will be disappointed." The corners of Xiang Shaoqing's lips curled up with a smile and politely refused.
"That's a pity......" Nie Feng sighed lightly, in fact, he was also full of interest in the Chengying Sword.
Chu Xiao smiled heartily and teased at everyone: "Lu Dayuan's cauldron breaking meteor hammer is also dancing well, why don't we enjoy Lu Dayuan's dancing hammer......
"Who's out with that, why don't you come? Isn't your fish intestine also a rare famous sword, otherwise you will dance for a while? Lu Dayuan put down the pheasant bones that he had gnawed and replied to Chu Xiao's words.
Chu Xiao smiled toothily when he heard this, his eyes brightened, and then he pulled out a sword with a scabbard from his waist.
Everyone immediately stared at the sword in Chu Xiao's hand without moving their eyes, waiting for him to draw the sword.
The sword body slowly came out of the sheath, and the fish intestine sword was called a famous sword as expected, only to see the black sword body of the fish intestine sword slowly exposed, the fish intestine sword body was cast with three layers of fierce armor, and the sharp and bloodthirsty sword body precipitated evil qi in front of this rolling bonfire, as if ready for a contest at any time.
"Good sword!" There was an exclamation in the crowd, and those who knew the sword immediately praised it, how oppressive this sword aura was.
Chu Xiao's eyes were shining, and he seemed to be able to feel the roar of the sword heart in his heart, and he raised the sword with one hand, and under the hazy and turbid sky, the fish intestines trembled slightly, as if it was noisy with its anger.
Chu Xiao jumped up, the corner of his dark red clothes flew over, the wind set off gusts of drums, and the fish intestines matched Chu Xiao's sword posture, as if he could instantly press the mountains and rivers under his feet and float.
Praruo Lang admired Chu Xiao's sword posture, and secretly applauded in his heart, I am afraid that his sword cultivation is already extremely high, and a set of magnificent swordsmanship has made Pra Ruolang sincerely admire it in his heart.
Everyone was condensed, with excitement and appreciation in their eyes, there was no doubt that Chu Xiao's swordsmanship had amazed everyone.
I heard a sudden sound in the air, "Smack!" Mu Yingying had already jumped up, and the long whip in her hand broke through the space and attacked Chu Xiao directly.
As soon as Chu Xiao saw the long whip attacking him, his eyes were neutral and shining, and he pulled the fish intestine to block the next blow.
The sharp sword and the long whip were mixed together, and bursts of sparks flashed in the air in an instant, and everyone watching was excited again.
It's a pity that Mu Yingying is not good at learning after all, and no matter how good her whip is, it will never be able to defeat the fish intestine sword in Chu Xiao's hand.
Just listen to "Smack!" With a bang, a piece of whip body was slashed out by the fish intestine sword and fell hundreds of meters away.
As the whip broke, Chu Xiao instantly retracted the fish intestines. With a scoundrel face, he said to Mu Yingying, who was stunned:
"Little girl, you have to study hard for a few more years if you follow me."
Mu Yingying was stunned and stretched out her hand to look at the remnant whip in her hand, she didn't expect that the whip that her father spent a lot of money to build for her was so vulnerable, it seemed that the fish intestine sword was really unusual.
But she can only blame herself for her inferior skills, and she can't parry it after three or two clicks.
After this battle with Chu Xiao, Mu Yingying has been relieved a lot from being deceived by Praruolang, at least she is in a much better mood, if the whip is broken, it will be broken, and then let her father build a new one for her, Mu Yingying thought so.
"After this battle, I finally understand the gap between me and the master, Chu Xiao, I don't blame you!" Mu Yingying smiled heartily and sat back in place.
Everyone was depressed, is this still the Yueping County Lord they know? When did it become so reasonable?
Nie Feng watched the whole process, clenching the Qinglong Glaive Knife in his hand, and his heart was about to move.
"How! Is anyone else going to try it out with me?! Chu Xiao let out a hearty laugh, and it seemed that he was not finished yet.
"I'm coming!" Nie Feng held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his left hand and jumped up, the blade of which was pointed directly at Chu Xiao.
Everyone was instantly interested, and it was said that the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in Nie Feng's hand was not simple, and it was said that this knife was also known as "Leng Yan Saw".
The knife is nine feet five inches long, weighs eighty-two pounds, the knife body is inlaid with the pattern of the dragon swallowing the moon, so it is named, the green dragon glaive knife is famous for its amazing power, I heard that only those who have fought with it know how terrifying its power is, it is terrifying.
Pra Ruolang secretly said in his heart, this can't be the legendary Qinglong Yanyue knife used by Guan Yu, I heard that this knife is extremely powerful, accompanied by Guan Yu along the way through five levels and six generals, it is a treasure knife that accompanies Guan Yu to dominate the world, today I finally have a long insight, Pra Ruolang thought in his heart.
Chu Xiao saw the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in Nie Feng's hand, his eyes were full of excitement, and the Fish Intestine Sword in his hand seemed to be about to move, as if he was roaring and finally meeting his opponent.
Between the lightning and thunder, the two of them have been fighting together for some time, the fish intestines are swimming and flying with bloodthirsty evil energy, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife is moving with the spirit of shaking the mountains and rivers, and a sword and a knife are not separated from the tricks with water, and it is called a pleasure to watch.
Everyone held their breath, such a master-to-master, sword battle and sword battle had never been seen before, and they only felt that the heavens and the earth were shaken by the place where this battle passed.
Xiang Shaoqing had a hint of appreciation in his eyes, quietly admiring the figure of the two fighting together, his heart was boiling, after all, he was still a good man, and it was impossible to meet an opponent in swordsmanship like this.
I don't know that the two have been fighting for hundreds of rounds, and the sky has already pulled down the black curtain, and a waning moon hangs in the dark sky, and the two of them stopped moving.
I saw that at this time, the fish intestine sword pointed at Nie Feng's heart, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife was on Chu Xiao's neck, and the two of them were stunned for three seconds, and then withdrew their hands at the same time.
In this duel, the two fought to a draw, and everyone who watched it was also addicted.
Chu Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead with his dark red sleeves, and praised heartily: "Good knife, good knife technique!" ”
"You don't want to give more." Nie Feng said unsatisfactorily, with admiration for Chu Xiao in his eyes.
Praruo Lang was excited in his heart, and he couldn't get enough of it, and praised the two of them: "The Qinglong Glaive Knife wins with strength, and the Fish Intestine Sword wins with speed, and the two of you have also met your opponent." ”
After everyone said this, their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Nie Feng and Chu Xiao, and they secretly swore in their hearts that they would also study and cultivate the sword method diligently in the future.
"The two of us are in front of King Chen's Chengying Sword, it's a class to get an axe, you haven't seen King Chen's swordsmanship." Chu Xiao looked at everyone and said proudly, as if he was praising himself.
"You have rarely seen King Chen's move, and I really want to see King Chen's sword posture when you say this." The next person said.
"Even if we fight him with a sword and a sword, he only uses an ordinary sword, and the two of us together are no match for him." Nie Feng nodded approvingly, his eyes full of admiration.
Everyone sighed for a while, Nie Feng and Chu Xiao's sword skills were already so superb, if the two of them together were not as powerful as King Chen, then King Chen was still human? The crowd thought to themselves.
Xiang Shaoqing only smiled back after hearing this, and did not make a sound.
Pra Ruolang turned his head and looked at Xiang Shaoqing's eyes, his heart rippled slightly, and now the corners of his mouth hooked a faint smile, the look in his deep and narrow phoenix eyes was unknown, and his jade-like delicate face showed wanton unruliness.
Praruo Lang can't understand him a little, sometimes he feels warm as jade, sometimes he looks wanton, sometimes he is cold and evil, layers of masks wrap him, so that Praruo Lang can't see what kind of person he is.
Xiang Shaoqing saw that Pan Ruolang had been staring at him in a daze, raised his good-looking eyebrows, and said with a smile: "What do you think?" ”
"I wonder how good your swordsmanship must be when I hear them say that?" Pranya Lang held his cheek with one hand.
"No opponent."
Just four words, which sounded like a simple four words, were spit out by Xiang Shaoqing lightly.
Pra Ruolang gasped, it seems that his swordsmanship should be extremely unfathomable, I didn't expect a noble son who was born in the emperor's family to have such a profound attainment in swordsmanship, no wonder he would be praised so much by everyone.
Seeing that Pra Ruolang didn't make a sound, the corners of Xiang Shaoqing's mouth hooked up with a smile: "What?" Do you feel honored to be married to the world's number one swordsman master? ”
When Pra Ruolang came back to his senses, he heard Xiang Shaoqing compliment himself, and secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, and sneered: "This princess is really honored!" ”
"It's good that the princess is happy." Xiang Shaoqing smiled again.
By that time, the bonfire had gradually weakened, and the cricket cuckoo cuckoo was heard from time to time in the distant forest, and a bleak dark cloud lingered around the blue moon, and the moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the woods, shrouding the woods with a mysterious feeling.
"It's really fun to play today, say goodbye first, why don't you make an appointment next time!" A young man in dark blue in the crowd said with his fists clenched.
"Let's go, let's go, it's almost today, and I'm going to leave too." Another voice came.
At this time, everyone got up to say goodbye, Lu Dayuan and Nie Feng returned together, and Chu Xiao was responsible for sending the county lord of Yueping back.