Chapter 31: Liu Huaming (Six Thousand)
The rockery stream is murmuring, and the kingfisher occasionally flies by.
Meng Su was lying on a stretcher, his white hair drooping, his brows were not spread while he was holding the Tanxiao Sword in both hands, and his heart was restless.
"Senior brother, to put it mildly, I am like this now, I am not a ghost or a ghost, not only can I no longer help the master, but I have become a burden!"
"This can't just be done,"
"I have a hunch that it won't be long before someone will come to the door to compete with the sword, and it will be even more powerful, such as that Yu Qifeng, how should we deal with it!"
Meng Su is still very sober, he doesn't think that they will be at ease from now on, on the contrary, the crisis has just begun!
Chen Feiqun stretched out his hand to pick a willow leaf, and let the leaves fall into the stream with one hand.
"It's all up to you."
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Meng Su just glared at him like that, and couldn't help but speak: "Ahem, senior brother, do you think I'm still reliable after I'm like this?" Could it be that I lie in bed and wield a sword? β
He smiled wryly.
Chen Feiqun raised his hand and said lightly: "I don't know the way of the sword, I don't know how to cultivate, but I have some insights into life and the world. β
"Many difficulties in life are just stumbling blocks that hinder your progress, and the so-called poverty is to think about change, and this is the truth if you don't break it."
"Most of the things in the world are to see flowers in the fog, who can say exactly when the peaks and loops will turn and the dead trees will meet in spring?"
He glanced at Meng Su on the stretcher.
Meng Su realized something, and hissed lightly: "Senior brother means that this stretcher is the limit I set for myself, and I shouldn't be complacent?" β
Chen Feiqun nodded.
"But in my current situation, let alone practicing swords, I can't even stand up! It's not that I'm complacent, it's God! β
Meng Su was extremely distressed.
on this.
Chen Feiqun said impatiently: "Have you heard a word?" Where the heart desires, there is no disadvantage. IMHO, neither the knife nor the sword has always been in your hands, but it has never taken root in your heart, has it? β
Meng Su's eyes opened slightly, and he muttered: "Let the sword take root in your heart?" Where the heart desires, there is no disadvantage...... What if there is a sword in the heart? β
He was thinking and feeling, Chen Feiqun didn't bother him and left quietly.
"What if there is a sword in the heart......
Meng Su closed his eyes, the sound of wind and water became clear, and then everything was silent, he let go of the Sky Exploration Sword in his arms with both hands, and turned to search in his heart.
I don't know how long it took.
Meng Su had a lot of fallen leaves and red on his body, and small birds were jumping on it, pecking at his skin with their sharp beaks from time to time.
Suddenly.
Meng Su's eyelids moved slightly, but they never opened, and just like that, day and night passed, the sun and the moon alternated, and a black shadow rippled out from behind him like a water wave.
The outline of the black shadow was somewhat similar to Meng Su, similar to a vague sketch, only the outline, nothing else.
The black shadow probed, and the Sky Exploration Sword in the scabbard trembled slightly, and then flew out and fell into its hand with a thud, and the brilliant sword light did not penetrate its body, but was engulfed by its pitch-black body.
The black shadow walked to the clearing, and practiced the last twelve styles with a sword, compared to Meng Su, its movements were so smooth that it was simply not a level.
It's as if it was born for the sword, for this sword.
It.
Sword.
Swordsmanship.
The three parties were integrated, the air hissed where the sword blade was pointing, and the sword momentum was unstoppable wherever it went, until the sword was retracted, and the afterimage just now gradually dissipated.
Finished.
The black shadow flicked his hand, and the Sky Exploration Sword was unmistakably unsheathed, and it was blown away by a breeze, as if it had never existed.
After a while, Meng Su gradually woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he seemed to feel something.
He was still lying on the stretcher, but his heart was full of strength, which was so sharp and powerful that it seemed to make him invincible!
He found the sword in his heart!
"Demons, demons!"
Meng Su clenched his fists and sighed, "I didn't expect that I was really a swordsman!" How does this kind of talent make other swordsmen live? β
"I see,"
"The reason why I became the ghost I am now must be because of the jealousy of the talent, which made me lie down and restrain myself!"
Meng Su had a feeling of enlightenment, not only for the way of the sword, but also for the way of heaven.
He's different!
"Phew, it seems that I'm still not suitable for bed play all the time."
He looked at the sky and muttered.
β¦β¦
Xiangfu.
Xiang Chuang and Xiang Chang You Grandpa and grandson are all recuperating at home, compared to Meng Su, Xiang Chuang's injuries are much better, after all, the foundation is there.
The two played against each other in the hall.
Xiang Changyou played a chess game and asked: "Grandpa, dare to ask me what is the national fortune of the country?" β
Xiang Chuang followed closely and replied: "Internal and external troubles, wind and rain, although the lord of the country has the talent to survive the heavens and the earth, he can only barely maintain it. But now that the protector of the country will reappear, this is a great news, maybe it can be reversed by one or two or unknown! β
Opposite side.
Xiang Changyou took the chess pieces in his hand and raised his head: "Can the Heavenly General of the Protector only be able to reverse one or two?" β
"yes!"
Xiang Chuang sighed heavily and adjusted his sitting posture, "The more ambitious the wolf son of Panguo is, he will either coerce, or lure, or simply swallow up the surrounding countries. The other party has been coveting this piece of fat for a long time, and the layout has been for a long time, which makes people despair! β
"Panguo ......"
Xiang Changyou clutched the chess pieces in his hand tightly, almost crushing them, and finally fell weakly, and his chest was full of sullen agitation.
At this time, someone came to report: "Master Qiqi, little master, there is a group of swordsmen outside knocking on the door in embarrassment to ask to see!" β
Xiang Changyou was displeased: "Didn't you say it all, haven't you seen anyone recently?" β
The subordinate's voice was a little lower, and he hunched his waist and said: "But those people said that the matter was urgent and the stakes were important, including Shen Wangchen and Master Shen!" β
"Him?"
Xiang Changyou glanced at his grandfather.
Shen Wangchen is not a simple person, and his status in the sword art of the country is second only to Xiang Chuang - of course, not counting Yu Qifeng.
Xiang Chuang put down the chess pieces and waved his big hand: "Please come in!" β
Entrance to the hall.
After a while, a group of swordsmen hurried in, and many of them were injured, ranging from picking up their bones and bones to crippled their hands and feet!
"Old swordsman, help!"
"The old swordsman is in charge of us!"
"Old swordsman, even if you don't do it for us, you should exempt me from the national kendo testimony and raise the prestige of my country, and everyone will ride it in the face!"
The swordsmen fell to the ground excitedly, crying and hysterical.
Xiang Chuang looked at the only old man who didn't kneel and asked, "Old Shen, what's going on?" β
"Alas, what else can it be, isn't it that genius swordsman of Yingguo, he defeated the thirty-six top swordsmen of our country all the way, and now he has killed Chaojing from the place! Even I lost to him! β
Shen Wangchen couldn't help but shake his head, his face was tired and depressed, his right hand trembled slightly, and he was obviously injured.
"It's him."
Xiang Chuang had heard about it for a long time.
That person's name is Liu Huaming, born in the Liu family, a swordsmanship family in Yingguo, and the Liu family is similar to the Xiang family in the country, and it can be said that he was born in a famous family.
Liu Huaming is a swordsmanship genius who is not born in the Liu family or even the entire Yingguo, and at the age of only thirty-three, his swordsmanship has already won the crown in Yingguo!
It is said that this man does not marry a wife, does not have children, and cannot hold anything in his heart except kendo!
Proper sword idiot!
He has been traveling around the world since a few years ago, asking for directions with his sword, challenging the top swordsmen of the world, and so far he has not lost a single defeat!
This made Xiang Chuang have to admire, he had a feeling of confidant, he had long wanted to fight with him to see whose sword was sharper!
Of course.
As a senior who has been famous for a long time, even if he is itchy in his heart, Xiang Chuang will not take the initiative to find Liu Huaming, and he has to let the other party come to him.
Now it seems like there's a chance.
Xiang Chuang was thinking about it, and his eyes must have looked in the direction outside the gate.
A bleak wind blew slowly, and the willow leaves in the courtyard rattled, blowing everyone's hair and making everyone frightened.
"It's him, he's coming......"
A certain swordsman said in a trembling voice.
Xiang Chuang raised his hand and said with a full stomach: "The person who comes is a guest, please come in!" β
Swish!
A strange wind rolled up the willow leaves on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a broad-robed man with a vicissitudes of life.
The man in the wide robe was nearly eight feet tall, and a sword that looked like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword, hung from his waist.
His hair was haphazardly tied, his mouth was full of stubble, unkempt, his face was like a carving knife, and his eyes were like the eyes of a wolf in the night.
Sharp, terrifying, people dare not look at it directly!
Seeing this person, the swordsmen were like facing a great enemy, their legs couldn't help but tremble, Xiang Changyou squirmed in his Adam's apple, and the pressure was great.
This is a true swordsmanship genius!
"You're Xiang Chuang?"
Liu Huaming asked, his voice was tired and indifferent, just listening to the voice, he knew that this person licked blood from the tip of the knife all year round, and had a unique wildness.
"It's me, Your Excellency is Liu Huaming?"
Xiang Chuang gave up.
"Yes."
"Inside, please!"
Xiang Chuang made a gesture of please, without losing his atmosphere and demeanor, not as frightened and flustered as others.
Liu Hua turned a blind eye, and his left thumb lightly topped the sword grid, and a cold light bloomed, like winter ice and snow.
"No need, since you are the Xiang Chuang, let me ask for the way with the sword!"
With a pop, the sword was completely unsheathed, spinning in a circle in the air, and he held the sword with his right hand horizontally.
Unlike a sword in the ordinary sense, this sword is not completely straight, but slightly curved, and awe-inspiring.
"No!"
In the expectant gaze of everyone, Xiang Changyou raised his hand to stop, "My grandfather was injured two days ago, and he won't compare with you for the time being!" β
Shen Wangchen looked at Xiang Chuang in surprise: "Old Xiang, are you injured?" Who did this to you? β
You must know that whether it is swordsmanship or strength, Xiang Chuang is a top-level existence in the country of Wai, how can he be so easily injured?
Xiang Chuang knew that the matter of the other courtyard had not spread for the time being, after all, it happened in the deep palace, and he didn't explain it at the moment, so he just smiled and said, "It's just a small injury!" β
"What a small injury!"
Xiang Changyou was anxious, recalling the scene when his grandfather was severely injured, and now he still has palpitations, and his injuries have only recovered forty percent at most!
His grandfather was already old, plus he was seriously injured in that big battle ten years ago, as well as the trauma from the duel with Yu Qifeng.
How much of the current strength can have the peak?
Seventy percent?
Sixty percent?
Or is it lower?
Xiang Changyou didn't know, he only knew that he had to avoid the battle now, otherwise he would definitely lose in the face of such a hot and strong enemy!
Defeat is not the most important thing, this person is not a soft-hearted person, just look at the crippled and injured swordsmen present!
In the turbulent wind, Liu Huaming hunted in a wide robe, his hair flew wildly, and he said indifferently: "As a swordsman, who is not injured a little?" β
Xiang Changyou gritted his teeth and said, "My grandfather can stand more than a little!" Is it that Your Excellency is asking for directions in such an unfair way? β
Liu Huaming raised his sword and blew lightly, and the willow leaves that fell on it fluttered away.
"There is no fair duel in this world, only cruel life and death, and since my sword is unsheathed, how can I not fight?"
He swept his sword in front of him and glanced at Xiang Chuang, "I'm not a gentleman, so even if you are seriously injured and lying in bed, I will take advantage of your illness to kill you today!" This is the law of nature, this is the law of the sword! β
"Hehaha, what a law of swords!"
Xiang Chuang said heroically, "You'er, you and the others stand aside, no one is allowed to interfere, the old man wants to have a pure duel with him!" β
The words fell.
He reached back, and on the sword rack in the room, the green sword shook wildly, and then pierced the air with a thud and flew out and landed in his hand.
The crowd hurriedly dodged away.
"Come on!"
Xiang Chuang stood up lightly, holding the sword and pointing at it, and the sword in his hand appeared one after another, and the spiral generally spread out in a rotating path.
Over there.
Liu Huaming shook the sword in the opposite direction with a sharp swing, and the sound of the sword came, and the sword shadow collapsed instantly.
The aftermath it brought was tilted towards Xiang Chuang.
Xiang Chuang didn't dare to make a hard connection, his whole body spun up like a spinning top, and dazzling sword light burst out from his body.
Liu Huaming no longer blocked, but took a step and pounced with his sword.
Sonor!
Sonor!
Sonor!
The two of them fought in close quarters in the air, and each move erupted with terrifying power, and everyone below was terrified and feasted their eyes.
"This is the pinnacle of kendo duel!"
A swordsman couldn't help but say.
Sonor!
Xiang Chuang and Liu Huaming were close at hand, dragonflies and water, their eyes facing each other, and then staggered.
"It's true that you've suffered a lot of injuries, not only that, but you also have a lot of old wounds, but that's not why you're defeated."
The two collided like stars again, Xiang Chuang's lips turned pale, and even blood flowed out.
"You're losing because there's a hint of hesitation hidden deep in your powerful and confident blade, and you're not sure if you'll win, if you'll be killed."
"Seriously,"
"I can't believe this could happen to someone like you, it seems that you are no longer worthy of being my opponent."
Scold!
The sword light exploded, the roof of the entire house was lifted off, and Xiang Chuang was suspended in the air, his body trembling slightly, and blood gushed out from his chest like a pillar of blood.
Click.
Liu Huaming put away his sword on the ground, didn't look at it, shook his head and said, "I've been looking forward to a duel with you for a long time, but I never wanted to be so disappointed." β
Boom, after saying this, this Yingguo swordsmanship genius turned into a gust of wind, rolled up the willow leaves on the ground and disappeared.
"Grandpa!"
"Old Swordsman!"
Xiang Chuang fell to the ground, staggered two steps and was supported by everyone, there was not much unwillingness on his pale face, and he shook his head and said: "The future is terrifying!" β
A swordsman was relieved: "The old swordsman is fighting with injuries this time, don't count!" He will wait for you to heal and then frustrate his spirit! β
Others chimed in.
Xiang Chuang smiled reluctantly and waved his hand: "It's useless, I can't beat him, although Yingguo only has the land of projectiles, the way of the sword has a long and brilliant life, cough cough...... Especially when there is a character like Liu Huaming, if it weren't for that person, no one in my country would be able to cure him with a sword. β
Shen Wangchen snorted lightly: "Does the person you are talking about refer to Yu Qifeng?" β
"No,"
Xiang Chuang raised his head and looked in the direction of the palace, his eyes were full of respect and awe, "Yu Qifeng also deserves to be compared with that one?" β
"That one sword made Panguo dare not look east for ten years, one person saves one country, and the two are worlds apart in terms of pattern and strength!"
One of the swordsmen swallowed and asked, "Who?" β
"Protector of the country!"
β¦β¦
Liu Huaming left Xiang's mansion and came to a secluded alleyway, raised his head, and saw two people in front of him who seemed to be waiting for him.
He turned a blind eye and went his own way.
"Stop!"
One of the men in the big suit raised his hand and shouted.
Liu Huaming didn't stop.
Looked at.
The big man in the power suit whispered: "Bold! The juniors of Yingguo came to me to exempt the country, and they didn't hurry up to meet Lord Sima Lu, the great of the dynasty! β
One of these two people is the beautiful bearded Lu Wuqiu, and the other is his personal bodyguard.
"Respectfully disobedient."
Liu Huaming said, before the words fell, the sword has been unsheathed, this sword has the power of lifting the mountain, like a wave of rivers.
The guards hurriedly stepped forward to block it.
"No, you don't."
Lu Wuqiu opened his mouth, and then leaned out with one hand, and grabbed Liu Huaming's sword in the air, instantly slowing down his attack.
Click.
Lu Wuqiu's feet were sunken by half an inch, his big hand slowly twisted, and the sword also twisted, soon like a twist.
Liu Huaming's pupils shrank, knowing that he was incapable of being an enemy, and the whole person hurriedly reversed his force, his body retreated, and he half-knelt on the ground.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that his right arm was bloody: "What a domineering aura!" β
Lu Wuqiu held his beautiful beard behind his right hand and said proudly: "I can't compare to you compared to the sword, and you can't compare to me compared to the aura." β
"Yes."
Liu Huaming stood up and pointed at his sword, "But I haven't killed someone whose aura is stronger than mine, do you want to give it a try?" β
The Han guards were furious: "Bastard, look for death!" β
"Heyβ"
Lu Wuqiu raised his hand to stop it, and said with a smile: "You misunderstood, I didn't want to duel with you, but to tell you a piece of news." β
Scold.
Liu Huaming returned his sword and said expressionlessly: "I'm not interested in your news." β
As he spoke, he continued to walk forward, completely ignoring the formidable Great Sima, blood dripping from his right arm, leaving a red dotted line on the ground.
"You must be interested in this news."
The two passed by, and the big Han guards were always vigilant, but fortunately there was no more friction, but it really made him feel uncomfortable.
"I don't know if you remember that ten years ago, a heavenly demon beast was airborne, and I saved the country from being wiped out, and one person came out to save everything."
"He was named the protector of the country by the ancestors."
"Originally, I thought that he and the Heavenly Demon Beast had died together, but who knew that he was not dead, and his whereabouts have been revealed recently."
Behind.
Liu Huaming had already walked away and asked, "But what does this matter to me?" β
"Huh,"
Lu Wuqiu smiled, "He used a sword, and it was a strange sword, and he could kill that Heavenly Demon Beast with one sword!" β
Liu Huaming stopped and tilted his head slightly: "Where is he?" β
"The palace annex."
"Got it."
Liu Huaming walked quickly, aiming directly at the palace!
On the spot, Lu Wuqiu laughed: "This kind of person is best dealt with, it is best driven, no fame or fortune, just a few words." β
"Your Excellency is clever!"
The Great Han guards the uniforms.
β¦β¦
The sunset was hazy, the sunset was slightly dewed, the solemn and heavy palace door slowly opened, and Yu Qifeng, who was dressed in an official uniform, walked out of it with a sword on his back.
He is generally on duty during the day and does not need him at night.
The guards on either side saluted him respectfully.
Just when Yu Qifeng was about to clock out of work as before, he suddenly looked up suddenly, only to see a person standing on the tower in the distance.
That man looked down at him from top to bottom like an eagle falcon in a storm, it was none other than Yingguo Liu Huaming!
"You've been waiting for me for a long time?"
Yu Qifeng asked.
The guards didn't know why, and when they followed his gaze, they were shocked to find Liu Huaming standing on the tower for a long time.
And they didn't even find out!
That alone was enough to make them feel terrified.
But the guards didn't scream and curse, because the chief swordsman in front of the emperor was here, and it was not their turn to deal with it, and there was no need for them to panic.
Liu Huaming nodded: "Yes." β
"Something?"
Yu Qifeng asked again.
Liu Huaming drew his sword as an answer, and the sword pointed down, with a suffocating power, letting the dark clouds cover the sunset.
Yu Qifeng sneered: "Do you know who I am? β
"The current chief swordsman of the Imperial Palace, one of the eight swords of the Pan Kingdom, once defeated Xiang Chuang, his strength is unfathomable, and his swordsmanship is treacherous - Yu Qifeng!"
Liu Huaming blurted out.
Yes.
Yu Qifeng is not exempt from the country, but from the country's sworn enemy, one of the overlords of the eastern territory!
"You know?"
Yu Qifeng was surprised at first, and then puzzled, "Do you know that you are still coming to me?" Hey, shouldn't you go to the Protector General? β
That's not right.
On that day in the Great Sima Mansion, Lu Wuqiu clearly said that he was using means to let Liu Huaming challenge the protector of the country as a native of Yingguo.
They can avoid a lot of troubles and risks by sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.
Now this Liu Huaming didn't go to Chen Feiqun, but came to him.
Yu Qifeng couldn't figure it out.
on this.
Liu Huaming said calmly: "I will go to him, but before that, I will defeat you on the way, and it won't be long in coming." β
Yu Qifeng sneered and raised his head and said, "You have a really big appetite, aren't you afraid of accidentally choking to death?" β
"Then you deserve it."
Liu Huaming stopped talking nonsense, raised his right hand, and the sword wind rolled, lifting the stone tiles on the top of the tower, rushing down like a storm.
"Flag!"
Yu Qifeng let out a low shout, there was an extra flag on the other side of his back, he had one hand, and the flag was unfurled, and it was grand.
The stone tiles were wrapped like mud cows into the sea.
"Go!"
Yu Qifeng's right index finger and middle finger were put together, and with a finger of his hand, the sword on his back came out of its sheath with a bang, hovering in the air like a snake, and then swooped straight at Liu Huaming.
Both sides used their magical powers to fight at the gate of the palace.
The Great War did not last long.
As the flagpole broke, Yu Qifeng fell with a bang, his sword fell to the ground, and his body was full of wounds, as if he had been cut by a thousand knives.
The guards were shocked and terrified.
This is Yu Qifeng!
Even their golden-clothed guard commander Yu Zhengyang was afraid of the existence of three points, and even defeated a generation of swordsmen like Xiang Chuang head-on.
Now he has fallen behind in swordsmanship, and he has failed!
"Panguo Eight Swords, but that's it."
Liu Huaming appeared behind Yu Qifeng, and he was also injured a lot, but he didn't care, just like he didn't care about the injury to his right arm before.
He approached the palace gate step by step, and the guards retreated step by step, and there was no way to retreat, trembling in front of the door with their weapons.
"You...... What are you doing! β
A guard asked in a trill.
"Enter the palace."
Liu Huaming ignored everyone, dragged his injured body past them, stepped into the palace, and soon, the entire court was shaken!