"Groaning ......"

The saber was completely unsheathed, the aftermath was curling, Yu Wensheng's eyes were faintly cold, and the blade pointed directly at Shi Zhixuan's chest, and he shouted in a cold voice: "Take it!"

"Whoosh......"

The sound of the blade breaking through the air was terrible, and Yu Wensheng followed the sword forward, stabbing towards Shi Zhixuan's chest, and the trajectory of the blade seemed to be straight and straight, not very magical.

However, the experts present knew that with Yu Wensheng's long-accumulated life's skills, it was already difficult to do without any changes, and under the traction of the qi machine, it could change with Shi Zhixuan's sword moves, which would eventually force him to have to fight hard.

Shi Zhixuan waved his arm and shook his wrist, and the three-foot iron ruler drew a fan-shaped phantom, and it hit the stabbing blade like lightning.

"Ding!"

The strength of the attack, the two of them trembled in unison, and the sword and ruler each swung more than two feet.

Yuwen Sheng's inevitable blow was fruitless, and the shock in his heart was indescribable, but when this race against time, he could not allow him to have any distracting thoughts.

Shi Zhixuan's body rose from the ground as if it was rigid but not rigid, soft and not soft, and the strange sword qi that flowed in a round and round way stretched out the indifferent sword qi that Yu Wensheng had locked him tightly with an irresistible roundness, but it was only filled within five feet of his body, and it did not overflow.

The pitch-black iron ruler with a faint cold light slashed through a graceful arc, as if it was slashing towards Yu Wensheng's saber slowly......

With a cold snort, Yu Wensheng fearlessly shook the sword to meet it.

"Ding!"

The ruler and the sword are touched, crisp and pleasant.

Unexpectedly, one foot and one sword did not swing two feet as before, but only separated three inches, and the iron ruler turned slightly, crossed a small arc, and once again flirted towards Yu Wensheng's saber.

Feeling the extremely flexible and strong stickiness on the opponent's iron ruler, Yu Wensheng frowned. The strength of the sword erupted, barely shaking the iron ruler, and the blade slashed towards Shi Zhixuan's waist.

However, in the next moment, the iron ruler arced again, cutting towards the strength node of the saber, and the sticky and soft strength was endless. It seems to want to stick to Yu Wensheng's blade.

The spectators in the hall were puzzled, but they had never seen such a soft sword strength, but its sword momentum was round and vigorous, soft and transparent, and not leaking.

After the fifth move, Yu Wensheng burst out again, shook open the iron ruler, and retreated, his face changed uncertainly.

Everyone was stunned. It must be known that with Yu Wensheng's skills, if he blindly rushes to attack, he can at least attack more than ten moves in a row before he will retreat from exhaustion, and it will be difficult to continue with just five moves, but in fact, the offensive will be contained silently......

Shi Zhixuan chuckled, and the three-foot iron ruler in his hand seemed to be slowly and quickly rounded, and the flexible sword qi came out through the ruler. Leaving a translucent aura circle in the air, the round center is sharply looming.

With his current attainments in kendo. Tai Chi sword qi has long been freewheeling, all unsatisfactory, and it can be swayed naturally in the middle of a thought, and there is no gap to follow.

In an instant, his figure had disappeared into countless sword qi apertures, and one aperture dissipated. More apertures were generated, and the sword qi aperture was large and small, layered on top of each other, constantly surging outward, and in the blink of an eye, it was filled with space. Forced towards Yu Wensheng, who was still standing.

With such a body not moving, the sword circle is continuous, and the fortress-like magical swordsmanship of defending as an attack, Yu Wensheng, who bore the brunt of the attack, certainly looked dignified, holding the sword high in both hands, and gathering all his strength to meet the attack.

The onlookers around couldn't help but waver, and their faces couldn't help but show excitement, and their eyes didn't blink.

Finally, the sword qi aperture was forced to two feet in front of him, and Yu Wensheng felt that this infinite sword qi like a wall and a pillar was still faintly exuding the power of absorption, and his heart sank.

At this moment, he only had to float back to avoid the fortress formed by the sword aperture, but as the main attacker, his spiritual momentum would completely fade when he retreated, and he was already defeated without defeat.

I don't know when, Yu Wensheng's eyes were already red, and his momentum was surging, and he was actually inspired to fight the murderous aura of his life's bloody battle.

With a loud shout, he swung his sword with a hideous face and slashed down, and the strong sword qi that had accumulated to the peak slashed into the sword qi aperture.

"Ding Ding ......"

The sound of sword qi clashes as dense as rain was endless, and the sword slashed through one sword aura aperture after another, but more sword qi aperture surged.

Yu Wensheng gritted his teeth, and continuously injected innate true qi into the saber, still feeling that the saber trembled more and more violently, the speed of slashing became slower and slower, and even the sword body seemed to be getting lighter and lighter......

"Sneer......"

The sound of the sword breaking suddenly sounded, Yu Wensheng's face turned white, and the blood spray of "poof!" fell three feet, and after landing, he pedaled and took four steps back, and then barely stopped his body.

However, all the generals present could see clearly, Yu Wensheng's right hand holding a half-broken sword trembled, the back of his hand was full of green tendons, and the hilt of the sword he was holding seemed to fall to the ground in the next moment......

The sound of gasping in the hall came and went, and even Yu Wenyong on the dragon chair was full of shock, unable to control himself.

Countless sword qi apertures slowly dissipated, as if the curtain of the mystery was lifted, revealing Shi Zhixuan's slender figure standing majestically.

The three-foot iron ruler in front of him was slightly flipped, and nine silver triangular blade fragments were dropped, except for the tip of the sword, the other eight pieces were the same size.

Shi Zhixuan is still with his eyes slightly closed, his eyes are looking at his nose, his nose is looking at his heart, and he is in a posture like not moving, falling into the eyes of everyone, and there is no doubt about his previous beliefs, but he feels that he is standing so indifferently, it should contain endless mysteries.

"Yue Gong conceded it...... Next, it's time for the main attack!"

Yu Wensheng's face was gloomy and uncertain, he suddenly sighed, and said with a wry smile: "There is no need to compare...... You are determined, I am no longer an opponent, let alone anything else?

You're right, you and I are not at the same level at all, I really want to see what the magic of your sword moves is with all your might?

It's a pity that Bengong's swordsmanship is not good enough and he is not qualified enough!"

The black light disappeared in a flash, Shi Zhixuan put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, and said politely: "Yue Gongyan is heavy...... The swordsmanship under the next is only in the swordsman duel, and it is not as good as the sword of Yue Gong in the battle array!"

Yu Wensheng knew that the other party was taking care of his own face, so he just smiled and waved his hand, and personally greeted: "General Pei, please take a seat!"

The two of them seemed to be in harmony and returned to their seats.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Yu Wenyong applauded and laughed: "Pei Qing's swordsmanship is really amazing, and he should be the number one master of my Great Zhou...... I hereby entitle the title of 'Sword God', the Duke of the same country!"

When it was announced, Yu Wenyong's eyes inadvertently swept over the people in the hall, only to see the heads of the major families looking at "Pei Ju" with faint eyes, and Yu Wenyong couldn't help but sneer secretly.

All the generals stood up in unison, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty is wise!" and then bowed to Shi Zhixuan and said, "Congratulations to General Pei for being awarded the title of 'Sword God'......"

Sword God ?...... Return the Juggernaut!

Shi Zhixuan secretly scolded him, bowed to Yuwen Yong and thanked: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for enclosing the ......" and turned to the people in the hall and said: "Thank you colleagues!"

Yu Wenyong raised his hand and pressed down: "Ladies and gentlemen, please sit down......

After everyone sat down together, He Quan shouted with a sharp voice: "Singing and dancing......"

The drum music that had been prepared for a long time sounded at the corner of the hall, and nearly a hundred dancers dressed in translucent pink gauze clothes rushed in and danced on the red carpet......

"Congratulations to Your Majesty ......"

After the routine toast, the banquet officially entered the climax, and everyone toasted to the people who were very close to each other.

The beautiful eyes of the Qi Nu clan flowed, and he raised his glass to Shi Zhixuan, who was only three steps away from her, and said, "Pei Qing...... Hongu will give you a drink!"

"Queen Mother, please!" Shi Zhixuan drank it all, and let the palace maid beside him pour the wine, but he felt that the eyes of the Qi Nu clan were unabashedly poured on him, eager and inexplicable, and couldn't help but secretly complain......

Approaching midnight, the banquet was over, and after all the generals bid farewell to the emperor, the queen mother, and the queen, they left the palace with their families one after another.

Shi Zhixuan hurriedly squeezed into the crowd and slipped out of the main hall, still feeling that there was a resentful gaze lingering behind him, and he couldn't help but pat each other a few times with his hands, secretly despising it: let you touch the queen mother's waist at the beginning, and almost swallowed it with a belt......

However, after being stuffy in the barracks for two or three months, when he thought of the Queen Mother's fair-skinned, plump, and moist skin, the charm still had charm, and the soft * soft * waist * limbs he had felt, Shi Zhixuan was really a little dry, and suddenly saw the figures of Yang Jian and You Chuhong in front of him, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, and hurriedly chased after him.

"Sister You, I can't drink too much, I'm afraid it's difficult to ride a horse, and when I get out of the palace, your carriage will have to take me for a ride......"

It was not until this moment, under the surging urging force of some kind of force, that Shi Zhixuan suddenly remembered that Pei Suzhi had served under Dugu Xin in the past, and he had lived not far from the old house of the Dugu family, which was convenient...... Hehe, ashamed, ashamed, it turns out that I used to be so pure!

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Ashina returned to Zhengyang Palace softly, and took off the phoenix crown headdress under the service of the palace maid, even with her own skills, she couldn't help but rub her neck that was as white as jade.

The swaying phoenix crown of the golden butterfly is indeed luxurious and beautiful, and it is the glory that countless women in the world dream of, but few people know that the phoenix crown is enough to make people's necks ache and break after wearing it for a long time, which is comparable to torture.

After thinking about it, Ashina Rouran called the cronies and maidservants who came to marry, and ordered: "Go and see, where is Your Majesty resting tonight?"

The handmaiden went as commanded.

Ashina combed her hair in the mirror softly, looked at the delicate face in the mirror, couldn't help but raise her hand to caress her cheeks, and muttered to herself: "Do you really want to be so lonely for a lifetime?"

Yu Wenyong is much more determined and difficult than she imagined!

changed to other emperors, even if he didn't want to be too heavily influenced by her, a Turkic person, he would never resist touching her peerless demon **Rao, but Yuwen Yong was different, in the more than a month when she came to Chang'an, she could always treat her as nothing, and never went to bed here.

In fact, Yuwen Yong has very few concubines, and except for Li Guifei, who gave birth to a prince, can occasionally be favored, most of the other nights, Yu Wenyong is in the study to review and read the folds, and sleep alone.

After a while, the cronies and maidservants came back to report, "Your Majesty is staying in the palace of Concubine Li Guifei......"

Ashina bit her lips softly, and her mind couldn't help but flash the figure of Zhuo Ran looming in the aura of the heavy sword. (To be continued.) )