As soon as Wang San's words fell, a sigh came from the darkness:

"Hey, I let you practice more knives on weekdays, but I just didn't listen, and now I think of me?"

Immediately, a black dress appeared next to Wang San.

The man in black had a white face and held a sword in his hand, which was quite a bit like a scholar holding a sword.

"Yu Mutou, this old guy is not simple, be careful." Wang San reminded.

"I see."

Yu Mu's face was serious, and he was also jealous of the old man, he was originally a sword practitioner, so he could naturally see the depth of the old man.

Seeing that a young man with a sword came again, the old man said proudly:

"In front of the sword immortal, you dare to lift the sword?"

Hearing the word "Sword Immortal", Yu Mu was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said:

"Then ask the Sword Immortal seniors to teach you a lesson or two."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Mu's figure shot out sharply, and the first strike was strong, although he used a sword, he was also a secret guard.

The secret guard focuses on assassination and spying, and there is not so much morality to talk about.

Seeing Yu Mu make a move, Wang San followed, and the latter came first, slashing at the top of the old man's head.

With a mockery in his eyes, the old man dodged the blow sideways, and then reached out with a sword, which was colliding with the sword that Yu Mu had stabbed.

"The little skill of the withered insect is far worse than the two juniors I met in the southwest."

Maybe it's because of his age, every time he fights with someone, the old man can't talk about it, but Yu Mu and Wang San are much more silent, just keep handing out one move at a time.

Different from the frequent shots of the two, the old man's side seems to be much more leisurely, every time he defuses the opposite attack, he will stab a sword softly, the move seems to be weak and weak, but in fact, the angle is extremely tricky, even if the opposite side is properly coordinated, it is still inevitable to be beaten in a hurry.

When the three of them were deadlocked, the old man who was yawning suddenly had a look in his eyes, and changed his originally backward steps to a sideways slide, dodging a kick from behind in the air.

The old man didn't say anything this time, and quietly looked at the extra woman in the battle.

The woman was wearing a sky blue dress, looking suave and elegant, if it weren't for the trick just now, no one would have believed that she had such skills.

The woman smiled and waved at the old man:

"I've seen Ye Lao Sword Immortal."

The woman's voice is like a yellow warbler, which is extremely pleasant.

The old man was still calm and did not speak, in his opinion, the woman in front of him who looked like a small jasper was more dangerous than the other two.

The woman untied a dark green soft whip from her waist that did not match her outfit at all, and said softly:

"Senior Ye, I'm offended."

Immediately, a soft whip came out of the hole like a green snake, and instantly reached the door of the old man's face, and the old man finally had a solemn look on his face, and he dodged it sideways.

Unexpectedly, the soft whip that looked like a green snake was really like a poisonous snake waiting to be devoured, turning the "snake head" and continuing to pursue the old man.

The old man let out a light "huh", his body swept back, and with a wave of his left hand, a whole sword qi as thick as an arm swept out, threatening to cut off the soft whip in the woman's hand.

Seeing this, the woman's wrist flicked, and the whip body hit the tail of the whip, and the dark green soft whip was like a living thing, and it directly made a "snap" sound, and it also emitted an effect similar to the old man's sword qi, hitting the sword qi thick on the arm.

I only heard a bang of "Peng", and the "sword qi" formed by the soft whip shattered, and although the sword qi emitted by the old man was still there, it was also on the verge of collapse.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect to meet Nan Rongmin's heir here." The old man finally spoke.

"Master, his old man has been thinking about Ye Lao Sword Immortal." The woman said softly.

The old man smiled bitterly when he heard this, "If your master could have half the appearance of your little apprentice when he was young, the old man would have been gone, even if he weighed the same as you." ”

The old man couldn't help but think of a woman with a face full of flesh and thick arms, the woman's temper was excellent, but it was a pity that she didn't dare to compliment her appearance, and she really couldn't pass the level in her heart back then.

"Since it's an old acquaintance, why don't you turn your rivalry into a jade silk?"

Wang San interjected at this time.

When the old man heard this, he looked at him and said with a smile:

"Boy, when you insulted the old man just now, why didn't you think about turning the war into a jade silk?"

"......" Wang San was speechless for a while.

"Since the old-timers insist on making a move, Huang Ying should accompany him."

The woman named Huang Ying naturally knew that the old man could not give up just because of that little friendship decades ago, so he directly waved the long whip after speaking. The originally soft long whip was like a sharp sword in her hand at this moment, stabbing straight at the old man opposite.

The old man did not relax his vigilance, and directly raised his sword to block.

When the originally soft long whip brushed the blade of the sword, it was like a collision of gold and stone, bringing a large number of sparks.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes flashed, and he spoke:

"Female doll, it's a pity to practice whipping with your bones, why don't you practice swords with the old man?"

The woman smiled at the corner of her mouth, but did not reply, the whip rose again, and a leather whip was like a soft sword in her hand, sometimes like a long river going down, sometimes like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and it was very flexible.

"Good, good." The old man couldn't help but praise him, "At a young age, he can make the sword aura awe-inspiring with a soft whip, and the old man asks himself if he is not as good as you at your age." ”

"Old man, don't forget to chatter when fighting, be careful that the wind flashes your tongue."

A voice suddenly remembered behind the old man, and then an official knife went straight up, and the target was the old man's heart.

For the junior behind him who humiliated him three times and twice, Ye Jian obviously had no patience, and turned around directly, kicking his right leg heavily on the opponent's chest.

The latter didn't expect an old man to be so flexible and put the knife in his chest, but he was still kicked out by the other party with a knife.

Seeing this, Yu Mu on the side hurriedly took Wang San's place, and a sword stabbed out, but the old man did not look at this sword, but a sword was lost behind his back, blocking the leather whip attacking from behind, and his right hand stretched out to the front, pointing at the tip of the sword.

Hearing only the sound of "ding", Yu Mu only felt that his wrists were numb, and the sword not only did not hurt the old man, but destroyed most of the tip of the sword under the finger of the other party.

"This old monster!"

Even Yu Mu, who has always been elegant, couldn't help but scold.

The old man seemed to be very satisfied with this title, smiled, raised his leg and kicked at the other party's waist, if this kick was strong, Yu Mu estimated that he would have to lose a waist.

Seeing this, Huang Ying hurriedly waved his whip to block it, and the straight leather whip regained its softness and wrapped around the old man's right leg.

"It turns out that this kid is your crush."

The old man has lived for such a long time, and he is already a human spirit, and he immediately saw the clues.

Huang Ying snorted coldly and shouted at Yu Mu:

"Give me the sword, you and Wang San will catch the traitor."

Yu Mu nodded, threw the long sword without the tip in his hand to Huang Ying, and he rushed towards Wang Shande with Wang San.

Seeing this, the old man sighed leisurely, and the eyebrows in his hand waved out without warning, only to see a sword qi as thick as a thigh sweeping over, rushing straight to Huang Ying on the opposite side.

Huang Ying's eyes couldn't help shrinking, this sword qi didn't even dare to connect head-on, so she had to dodge and leave the place.

The sword qi that was like a substance was unhindered, swept by, and slammed into the city gate behind Huang Ying.

The heavy city gate will naturally not be defeated by this sword qi, otherwise Taizu Wang Mu would not have spent thousands of soldiers to open the gate of the Northern Yuan capital.

It's just that the goal of the old man surnamed Ye is not the unbreakable city gate, but the door latch of several hundred catties.

The latch of the gate of the Imperial City required four or five strong soldiers to move at the same time, and its thickness even exceeded the waist circumference of a strong man, but even so, this latch made of the best century-old pine wood in the Kanto region was broken under the blow of the old man and fell to the ground with a bang.

As the latch of the door fell to the ground, the king rode out, and the other three attendants, except for him, all walked calmly and rushed out with their bare hands.

The surrounding Jinghu guards, who were composed of elites in the army, were like a paper lake in front of these three people, and they were broken when they touched it.

Yu Mu and the others frowned when they saw this, and the strong strength of these three people even did not dare to resist head-on.

At this time, the infantry captain on the side spoke:

"Raise soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a while, give them to me, and they must not be allowed to escape from the capital!"

The soldiers who were still a little frightened around them turned red when they heard this, and the spears and short knives in their hands stabbed out, and they rushed forward one after another.

Seeing this, Wang Shande's eyes were cold, he took out a small bottle from his arms, shook it gently, and then smashed it directly into the crowd without hesitation, and a cloud of white smoke instantly rose into the air.

As the smoke exploded, the king rode out.

Jing Huwei was disrupted by the sudden smoke, the smell of the smoke was pungent and pungent, and tears and snot flowed down to the touch, and he couldn't see who was in front of him at all.

On the other hand, Wang Zhide, who was standing on a horse, was in a high position, and was not affected by the smoke at all, but drew a soft sword from his waist and slashed the officers and soldiers who stood in the way along the way.

Seeing that the city gate was approaching, Wang Zhide looked back at the three retinues behind him, and the three retinues were already surrounded.

It seems that these three Kunlun slaves are going to confess here today, but it is thanks to their poisonous smoke that they can come to this point.

Wang Zhide turned his head, still gloomy, and quickened his horses to rush in the direction of the city gate.

……

Although Wang San and Yu Mu were also obscured by the smoke, their first reaction was to close their eyes and cover their mouths and noses, and only reopened their eyes when they rushed out of the range of smoke with their memories, but even so, the skin that came into contact with the smoke still had a hot pain.

"Smoke is toxic."

"The dignified prince actually resorted to such indiscriminate methods."

The two looked at each other and quickly chased in the direction of the city gate.

……

When Wang Zhide was only ten steps away from the city gate, two more figures suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Lord, go back with us."

Yu Mu held an official knife that he picked up out of nowhere, and stood in front of the horse with Wang San.

Wang Shande looked at the two people in front of him and said in a cold voice:

"You can't stop me."

"If you can't block it, you won't know until you block it."

After Wang San finished speaking, he took the lead in raising his knife and rushed forward, Yu Mu shook his head when he saw this, and followed closely.

Wang Zhide's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to make a move, but a woman's voice came from his ear: "Hurry up." ”

As soon as the words fell, a woman masked with a black cloth appeared in front of Wang San, holding a short sword, and stabbed at the man in front of him.

"Leave me alone, you go get him."

Wang San said, raising his knife to meet the masked woman's sword.

"It's getting messier and messier tonight." Yu Mu glanced at the masked woman, turned his head and rushed towards Wang Zhide, who was riding a horse.

The latter made a quick decision, clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and with the power of the horse's rush, the soft sword sank and swept towards the oncoming Yu Mu.

Seeing the soft sword attacking towards the door, Yu Mu suddenly knelt on his knees, and while he was able to dodge a sword, he slashed at the front leg of the horse in his hand with a horizontal sword.

The sharp blade swept by, and the front legs of the horse under Wang Shande were cut off in unison, and the horse fell headfirst down.

Wang Shande had already prepared, slapped the horse's back with both hands, and the whole person jumped up and fell forward.

The moment he landed, he still did not delay, and directly swept forward with speed, and at this moment, he had already arrived at the gate of the city.

Wang Zhide, who came to the city gate, grabbed the side of the city gate with one hand, and then pulled it hard, only to see that the city gate, which usually takes five or six people to open, was actually opened by him at this moment.

Yu Mu couldn't help but widen his eyes, and secretly said that this prince is too good at forbearance, but it is written in the file that he "can't carry it on his shoulders and can't carry it in his hands".

Seeing Wang Shande drill through the city gate, Yu Mu couldn't care about anything else, and directly followed closely behind, rushing out of the city gate, and at the same time, a trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes.

This person must not stay!

……

On the other side, the girl named Huang Ying and the old sword fairy surnamed Ye were already fighting inextricably, and the long sword left by Yu Mu was being entangled by her with a long whip at the moment, fighting with the flying sword hanging in the air.

The flying sword called by the old man as Dai Mei was like a spirit, and it couldn't help but make a trembling sword sound, and it collided with another sword in the air.

Huang Ying whipped the sword, and only he knew the hardships.

At present, the realm of the old man has clearly surpassed the sword and become the imperial sword.

Although the difference between the two is only one word, there is a world of difference.

One is to control and prove the Tao with strength, and the other is to emphasize the sword heart and sword intent, and what the heart thinks is where the sword goes, so it is more relaxed and flexible.

On the other side, Ye Jian was also more and more amazed by the sword cultivation of the woman in front of him, from the perspective of his immersion in sword dao for decades, if the woman in front of him changed to learn sword without whipping, within ten years, she must be a generation of sword immortals, of course, he must be to teach.

"Female doll, learn swords from the old man. The old man guarantees that you will become an immortal in ten years and become a saint in twenty years, and your attainments in the way of the kendo in this life are definitely far beyond the old man.

The old man has been on the first floor of the Sword Immortal for thirty years, and he doesn't know if there is any possibility of becoming a saint in this life, but even if he can't enter the sainthood, if he can teach a Sword Saint apprentice, he will die without regrets. ”

The woman smiled and said:

"If the old-timers want the younger ones to apprentice, this skill alone is not enough."

Ye Jian stroked his beard and smiled, and said:

"Okay, well, then the old man won't hide his secrets."

After speaking, the old man put his sword into the sheath, closed his eyes and said nothing, and a sense of sadness arose.

Huang Ying frowned and watched, and in the next moment, she quickly flashed her figure and left the main road.

I saw that the old man opened his eyes again, there was only sword intent in his eyes, and the majestic sword qi poured out, like the Milky Way hanging in the sky, like a river pouring in, and went straight to the direction of the city gate.

The main road of the Beijing Division, which can accommodate twenty horsemen side by side, cracked inch by inch, and where the sword qi passed, the huge bluestone slab was stirred into powder, and with a loud bang, the city gate with a thickness of nearly twenty feet was blasted out of a big hole by this sword......

Everyone around was shocked by this scene, and Wang San and the masked woman, who were still fighting on the main street just now, also stopped their movements early and hid far away.

Yu Mu, who had been running outside the city gate for some distance, was blown by the air wave and ate, and when he looked back, he was shocked to find that the city gate was gone.

Even Wang Zhide, who was running in front, couldn't help but look back, even though he knew the horror of the old man, he couldn't help but swallow and spat when he actually saw the city gate that had been blasted into pieces.

This is the power of the Sword Immortal.

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