Chapter Ninety-Six: True Superior Swordsmanship

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Princess Aya Luo was packing up Zhang Ming's clothes, and these things could have been done by the maid, but Princess Aya Luo felt that as a wife, it was better to do it herself. In this way, she will feel warm, like an ordinary woman, away from the troubles of the royal family.

"Ayara, don't clean up. Zhang Ming said, "I still have a lot of clothes in Qing'an County, just bring two changes of clothes, I don't lack clothes to wear." ”

Princess Ayaluo shook her head and said, "Then how can you do it? You are now the lord of the mansion, a member of the fourth rank, in charge of the entire Anxi Mansion, how can you do without a few decent clothes?"

Zhang Ming lived a simple life, wearing coarse cloth clothes, although there were no patches, but they were also washed white, and it was obvious that he had not changed his new clothes for several years. When she first met Zhang Ming, Princess Ayara didn't even believe that Zhang Ming was a court official. Which official of the imperial court did not wear silk and satin and eat delicacies from the mountains and seas? If you don't eat well and dress well, how can you reflect the majesty of the court?

That is, after getting married, Princess Aya Luo made more than ten sets of decent clothes for Zhang Mingding.

"Zhang Ming. ”

Yang Hua's voice came. I saw Yang Hua walking into the princess's mansion with Gonggong Liu, and he was still holding a long sword in his hand.

"Fifth brother. Princess Ayara shouted with a smile.

"Your Majesty. Father-in-law Liu. Zhang Ming also smiled slightly.

Yang Hua said with a smile: "When I see your appearance, I know that you are living a good life after you get married." In this way, I am relieved. Zhang Ming, your long sword was shattered when you were competing with the little living Buddha, and I chose a divine weapon for you in the royal armory. Come on, let's see if this long sword is suitable?"

Zhang Ming took the long sword.

Boom!

The sword is unsheathed.

An icy sword aura filled the room. Zhang Ming's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Sure enough, it's a divine soldier! At a glance, I felt that my eyes were cut by the sword qi and ached. ”

Yang Hua said with a smile: "This divine sword is not small, it is the weapon of a Divine Realm martial artist more than eight hundred years ago, this Divine Realm martial artist is extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and is called a sword saint. It's a pity that he went against the imperial court and killed many military generals and masters of the imperial court, and was finally killed by Emperor Taizu. This divine sword also fell into the hands of the imperial court. The martial artists of my Yang family are not good at swordsmanship, so they have been kept in the arsenal, Zhang Ming, you are a master of using swords, so I will give it to you. ”

Zhang Ming looked at the long sword, his eyes were very hot, this long sword is not only a divine weapon, but also very suitable for himself. With the long sword in hand, Zhang Ming's attack power has increased by at least three percent, and he will definitely not fall into disadvantage if he fights with the field again.

Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I can't accept it, this sword is too precious." ”

Yang Hua said: "Even if it is a divine weapon, it must be used by a martial artist, so that it can reflect its value, otherwise what is the difference between it and broken copper and iron?" Zhang Ming, no matter how precious it is, it is just a sword, if you don't use it, then I can only put it back in the arsenal and seal it." ”

Gonggong Liu said with a smile: "Zhuangyuanlang, this is a piece of the emperor's heart, you can accept it." The sword is matched with a hero, a hero like Zhang Zhuangyuan, using this sword, he will not insult it. ”

Swords with heroes.

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "Thank you to the emperor, then I will accept it." ”

Stygian light.

Two small letters are engraved on the hilt.

"Lightsword. In the future, you will be my Zhang Ming's weapon, and you will be born and die with me. Zhang Ming said with a smile.

...............

General's Palace.

Tian Ye is recruiting Zheng Wenbin, Hu Yue, Qiu Lan, and Liang Tao, four strong cultivators. The four scattered cultivators are all congenital masters, and their cultivation is not under the field. It's a pity that the deadline is approaching, and there is still no opportunity to comprehend a breakthrough at this time.

"General Ben will soon rush to Anxi Mansion and continue to be the general of Zhenbei. And Zhang Ming will soon return to Anxi Mansion, he is the lord of the mansion, and if he wants to stay in the gentle township of the princess's mansion, I am afraid it is impossible. Therefore, Zhang Ming's journey to Anxi Mansion was an opportunity for us to do it. ”

Tian Ye said viciously.

The last time he used a military crossbow, he didn't kill Zhang Ming, and in the capital, he didn't dare to do it again. But as long as Zhang Ming left the capital, Tian Ye would not take care of it so much.

In the eyes of Tian Ye, Zhang Ming seems to be getting stronger every day, so it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible.

"General Ben needs someone to keep an eye on Zhang Ming, which of you goes?" Tian Ye asked, looking at the four of them.

There are also several innate martial artists of the Tian family, but after this period of time, I am afraid that Zhang Ming has figured out the details. It is no longer appropriate to let the Tian family's innate martial artists monitor Zhang Ming. They couldn't get close to Zhang Ming at all.

But the strange innate martial artists are different, there are many innate martial artists in the capital, even if they appear near Zhang Ming, they should not attract attention.

Qiulan said, "General, let me go." My tracking skills are not bad, and I should be able to spy on Zhang Ming. The general and Zheng Wenbin, Hu Yue, and Liang Tao rushed to Anxi Mansion first, and when Zhang Ming left the capital, I flew a pigeon to pass the book to the general. ”

Tian Ye said happily: "Okay." When the time comes, we intercept halfway and set up an upside-down five-element array, and Zhang Ming will definitely die. ”

Interception is the most stupid way, but it is also the most effective way.

The next day, Tian Ye left with his men and horses and rushed to Anxi Mansion, but Qiulan stayed. Looking at the distant backs of Tian Ye and the others, Qiulan had a playful smile in her eyes.

.........

In the evening, Zhang Ming practiced swords in the moonlight.

The "Dark Light" Divine Sword is very heavy, at least more than two hundred catties, but this weight is nothing to Zhang Ming, and it is very competent.

"With the Dark Light Sword in my hand, I am no longer afraid of an innate martial artist. ”

Zhang Ming used basic swordsmanship, one sword and one style, which was natural.

"Inferior swordsmanship, defending instead of attacking. ”

"Swordsmanship, both offensive and defensive. ”

"Superior swordsmanship, only attack, not defend!"

After Zhang Ming and Ayaluo got married, they were free to enter the royal library to read books, and naturally read a lot of classics about swordsmanship.

Attacking but not defending, this is the best swordsmanship described in the classics. Zhang Ming's swordsmanship is both offensive and defensive, he used to think that both offense and defense were the strongest swordsmanship, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

"With strong self-confidence, everything is under control, and of course you can attack without being passive. But how?"

Zhang Ming's brows furrowed slightly, and he fell into deep thought. He felt as if he had touched the threshold of superior swordsmanship. In the ring, Zhang Ming used the strongest sword, which was a bit of a taste of superior swordsmanship.

In fact, whether it is a Jianghu person, a military general of the imperial court, or a martial artist who practices swordsmanship, he is both offensive and defensive. There were many people who practiced the superior swordsmanship in ancient times, but now almost no one cultivates it.

It's too difficult and too difficult to really practice such a superior swordsmanship. Any martial arts, once they cannot be popularized, will be lost for a long time.

In ancient times, martial arts practice was more prosperous than now, but many wonderful martial arts are now only left in the classics.

"Give up the defense and replace the defense with offense!"

Zhang Ming gestured with the dark light sword and muttered.

Poof!

The Dark Light Sword suddenly stabbed straight ahead, and the long sword turned into a streamer.

Bayonet.

Splitting the sword.

Zhang Ming discarded all the defensive sword styles of basic swordsmanship, leaving only these two attack sword styles.

"If you give up defense, then you have to be fast!"

Zhang Ming's eyes were staring at the tip of the sword, whether it was a stabbing sword or a splitting sword, the speed was extremely fast. But Zhang Ming was still not satisfied, feeling that such a sword speed was not his limit.

It has to be faster!

Zhang Ming constantly adjusted the angle of the sword, and used Yu Bu to match the sword. Gradually, he finally found his senses.

Eventually, the Dark Light Sword disappeared completely, turning into a series of sharp sword lights that continued to cut through the air around the person.

"Stabbing the sword!"

This sword, the speed reached its peak, and the strange thing is that it did not produce the slightest sonic boom, and it was truly silent.

"Yes, that's it!"

Zhang Ming's eyes were bright, his face was full of excitement, and he finally felt a trace of the mystery of superior swordsmanship.

Suddenly, Zhang Ming's ears moved slightly, and a master sneaked in!

"Who? ”

Zhang Ming took a step, his figure disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in front of a white-haired woman.

The tip of the Darklight Sword was pressed against the white-haired woman's throat.

The white-haired woman is none other than Qiulan.

Zhang Ming's light skills and Zhang Ming's swordsmanship exceeded her expectations. Just now she felt that the long sword in Zhang Ming's hand suddenly disappeared, and then it reached her throat all of a sudden, and she didn't even have time to exert her body protection qi.

However, Qiu Lan knew that with Zhang Ming's terrifying swordsmanship, even if he had a strong qi to protect his body, he might not be able to stop it. Zhang Ming's martial arts are much stronger than the description in intelligence.

Facing Zhang Ming's long sword, Qiulan seemed to smell the breath of death.

"Who are you? dare to break into the princess's mansion at night, so bold. Zhang Ming looked at Qiu Lan and asked in a cold voice, "You should be an innate martial artist, no wonder you are unscrupulous." But how can the princess's mansion be so easy to break into?"

Qiulan has a good appearance, although she is not a stunning woman, but she can be regarded as a middle-class figure. With her white hair, she also looks outstanding. But Zhang Ming felt a sense of twilight in her. This feeling of twilight was also felt by Zhang Ming in the ancestor of the Wang family, "Wang Jingtai".

"My name is Qiulan. ”

Qiulan looked at Zhang Ming and forcibly calmed down: "Zhang Ming, Tian Ye wants to kill you, but I have relevant detailed information, maybe, we can talk." ”

Zhang Ming took the way of sincerity to the extreme, looked at Qiulan's eyes, felt that she was not lying, and after pondering for a while, he nodded: "Okay." I hope your information is useful. ”

Zhang Ming put away the long sword and pointed to the stone table and stone pier not far away: "Please come here." ”

The dark light sword left her throat, and Qiulan breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Qiulan made an important decision.