This celestial master is not serious

Chapter 273 On the sword, the ancestor of Lu Shandao blocked the killing!

"What a strong heroic guard!"

"The power of that halberd is at least comparable to the Martial Dao Celestial Realm!"

Outside the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

Xu Yang stood in front of the stone tablet engraved with "Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor", looking down at his chest.

His chest was already stained red with blood.

The wound is deep enough to see the bone!

no way.

He was in the ground just now, and his combat power was limited. In addition, the heroic guard suddenly appeared and swung his halberd, which even faintly stimulated the power of "landscape luck".

That is Xu Yang.

If it were any other ordinary Taoist cultivator at the early stage of supernatural powers, facing the halberd just now, he would be dead without life!
"what?"

Sudden.

Xu Yang gasped in surprise.

He found a tickling feeling coming from his wound, and immediately looked down, only to find that the bone-deep wound was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What's the situation?"

"My physical body is barely comparable to the early stages of the Martial Dao Heavenly Human Realm...Although the self-healing ability is a little bit stronger than ordinary Taoist cultivators and martial artists, is it not so exaggerated?"

Xu Yang suddenly had a flash of thought, thinking of the "self-healing power" he got when he dealt with the "grandmad tree demon" in the Helan Mountain Primeval Forest Park!
This ability is not displayed on the property bar.

In addition, Xu Yang has not been injured during this period, so he forgot about it.

Now that he is injured, the exaggeration of the "self-healing" ability is reflected.

"Taoist supernatural powers, Martial Dao Heavenly Man, physical strength comparable to the early stage of Martial Dao Heavenly Human Realm, and such abnormal self-healing power... Under the same realm, who can fight me?"

At this moment, a piercing sound sounded.

Xu Yang's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his head to look, only to see a figure coming through the air.

The man landed opposite Xu Yang, and after sweeping Xu Yang's face, he couldn't help but move his eyes, clasped his fists and said, "So it's Master Xu...Why did Master Xu come to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor late at night?"

"you are?"

Xu Yang knew that there was a master in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but he didn't know the identity of this master.

I saw that this person was about 50 years old, with a cropped head, wearing a set of black exercise clothes, with deep cultivation, long breath, and a sharp sword energy on his body, which was hidden and hidden, giving people a feeling of not moving, It felt like a volcanic eruption.

Faced with Xu Yang's doubts, this person did not show dissatisfaction, but introduced himself: "My name is Duan Tianhe. I have been in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor for 18 years and have never walked around the rivers and lakes. It is normal that Master Xu doesn't know me."

"Duan Tianhe?"

Xu Yang muttered the name, and said in surprise, "Duan Tianhe, Azure Dragon Swordsman? The number one sword in the Northwest?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it... It's just that people in the same circle like to lift it up. I'm just superficial in swordsmanship. How can I call it the number one sword in the Northwest?"

This sentence belongs to the words of humility, which can be regarded as an acknowledgment of one's own identity.

Although Xu Yang has never seen Duan Tianhe, he has heard of it.

This person is considered a legend in the arena!

He became famous 20 years ago, and he was in the same era as the old man and the prince.

Ben is an ordinary swordsmanship enthusiast, and even went overseas to perform swordsmanship on behalf of the country. What he cultivates is some performance skills, and he has no real skills.

However, after his spiritual energy recovered, he used the acting skills he had learned to practice sword intent. Later, by chance, he got a "Qinglong Sword" and an ancient martial arts sword technique. With a great reputation, people in the rivers and lakes called him "The Dragon Swordsman"!
As early as 20 years ago, he had entered the Martial Dao Celestial Realm, and now he has stepped into the Martial Dao Celestial Realm, and his cultivation aptitude is no worse than that of the old man.

"The First Sword in the Northwest" deserves its name.

of course.

Most of the warriors in the Northwest are bold and unrestrained, and practice swords more, but there are not many swordsmen.

The two went out to the northwest together, and Xu Yang is also a "master of swordsmanship". After a few words of pleasantries, Duan Tianhe said: "Did Master Xu just enter the Mausoleum of the First Emperor?"

"Ah."

Xu Yang nodded, and said: "I planned to go into the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to find out, but I didn't expect to be attacked by the heroic spirit guarding the tomb just after I got into the ground... The heroic spirit held Fang Tian's painted halberd and rode a handsome horse. Dama seems to be able to draw the power of the mountains and rivers, and under one halberd, its strength is by no means weaker than that of the Martial Dao Celestial Realm."

Duan Tianhe has been in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor for 18 years, and has had many contacts with those heroic spirits. Hearing Xu Yang's description, he immediately said: "It should be the little general Meng of the Huben Army. That little general is indeed not weak!"

"Senior Duan knows that heroic spirit?"

"I've been in contact with him a few times, and I know something...he is the nephew of General Meng Tian, ​​a general under the command of the First Emperor."

Duan Tianhe was concerned about Xu Yang's injury again.

Xu Yang said: "A little injury, it's fine...Senior Duan, is it impossible to enter this Mausoleum of the First Emperor?"

"The Mausoleum of the First Emperor's Mausoleum is a secret world of its own. It's like a paradise. There are many heroic spirits guarding it. Heroic spirits such as General Meng can also borrow the power of Lishan's mountains and rivers. If Minister Wang comes personally, I'm afraid It’s also hard to get in.”

Duan Tianhe said truthfully.

Damn it!

It's just a tomb, why are you doing so much?

Xu Yang cursed secretly.

But he was just curious, since he couldn't get in, he just didn't go in.

He originally wanted to return to Wucheng overnight, but Duan Tianhe kindly invited Xu Yang to his house for a drink.

Duan Tianhe's home is right next to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. There is a small courtyard built there, and there is a sign of "Small Shop" outside the courtyard. He said with a smile: "The heroic spirits in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor are strictly disciplined and rarely come out. Apart from practicing swords, I am usually idle and bored, so I set up a small shop, one is convenient for myself to eat and drink, and the other is to provide convenience for tourists."

Taking two bottles of Jiannanchun from the shelf, the two of them touched each other and had a few sips. Duan Tianhe said again: "I have seen the video of Master Xu practicing sword at the Hukou Waterfall, but only in the video I can't feel Master Xu's sword intent, I wonder if Master Xu can show it?"

"Naturally."

Xu Yang stood up and took out the Clear Water Sword.

The green light on the sword body is faint, like a pool of spring water under the moonlight.

Duan Tianhe took a sip of his wine and couldn't help but praise: "Good sword!"

"This sword is called Bishui, and it is the sword of the master of the Asura Sect."

Xu Yang picked up the sword, came outside the courtyard, and handed out the sword at will, and suddenly a torrent of sword intent surged into the sky, like a Milky Way in the night.

"Good sword intent!"

Duan Tianhe praised again.

Xu Yang danced the sword, and the sword spirit on his body turned into a sword with handle Qi, and he performed the "Famous Sword Eight Styles" eight swords flying together, which won Duan Tianhe a burst of applause.

Take the sword.

Picking up the wine bottle, he touched Duan Tianhe, the two drank a few sips of wine, Duan Tianhe also drew his sword and jumped out of the house.

His sword intent is completely different from Xu Yang's Dahe sword intent.

Dahe's Sword Intent is mighty, and what he pays attention to is eloquence, but Duan Tianhe's Sword Intent makes people feel like a spring breeze. When it is calm, people can't feel the sharpness. But the next moment, Duan Tianhe's Sword Intent turns, The color of the world changed for a while, as if the warm spring entered the icy cold winter in an instant!
He turned his sword moves again and again, and his sword intent contained four changes, corresponding to the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

After the demonstration, Duan Tianhe said: "This is the Sword Intent of the Four Seasons, which I comprehend from the Sword Art of the Four Seasons... The Sword Art of the Four Seasons is what I obtained together with the Qinglong Sword. It is left by an ancient martial arts swordsman. inherited."

To Xu Yang's surprise, Duan Tianhe revealed the essence of the "Four Seasons Sword Art" without reservation, and told Xu Yang everything.

"Discussion, nothing more than that!"

Naturally, Xu Yang would not hide his secrets, and told Duan Tianhe about his "Dahe Sword Code".

"Dahe Sword Code, Dahe Sword Intent..."

After hearing this, Duan Tianhe said with emotion: "Such exquisite sword scriptures, such exquisite sword intent, no wonder Master Xu went to Hukou Waterfall to practice swords, this kind of sword intent can only be practiced in places like Hukou Waterfall. "

Two top masters in the rivers and lakes, drinking cheap Jiannanchun, sat on the grass in the yard, chatting and laughing loudly!
"Really Xu, wait a moment, I'll go get some more bottles of wine!"

After a while, Duan Tianhe brought a few more bottles of wine, and also brought peanuts, melon seeds, chicken feet, ham, spicy strips and other snacks.

As a legendary swordsman, he cultivated his sword intent from performing kung fu. He has his own unique views on swordsmanship, and he is unreserved, answering every question. However, Xu Yang knows nothing about basic swordsmanship, so he just took the opportunity to ask for advice.

The two of you asked me to answer, you answered my question, sometimes they talked about some interesting things about the world, sometimes they got up to practice swords, and before they knew it, it was dawn.

"Its daybreak?"

Duan Tianhe slapped his forehead, and said: "Don't blame Master Xu, I am a sword idiot, and I can't help but ask for advice when I meet a master of swordsmanship... In this way, I will give you a style of swordsmanship, which can be regarded as delaying your overnight time." apologize."

He burst out with the true meaning of martial arts, and introduced a style of swordsmanship into Xu Yang's mind.

"This sword was created by me sitting in the Taoyuan for eight days watching the peach blossoms bloom and wither. I named it Peach Blossom Fall. It has no power, but it can be handsome. I hope Master Xu will not abandon it!"

Duan Tianhe laughed.

However, after Xu Yang realized something, he gave a wry smile!
No power?
In his opinion, the sword move of "Peach Blossom Falling" is not worse than Eight Swords Flying Together, and even stronger.

So he passed the "Eight Styles of the Famous Sword" to Duan Tianhe.

The two said goodbye, and Duan Tianhe sent Xu Yang out of the scenic area, saying: "Really Xu, come to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor to find me a drink if you have time!"

Xu Yang agreed and drove away.

When he got out of Lintong, he put away the car, used his body skills, and rushed to Wucheng.

He stopped and walked along the way, sometimes stopping to practice his sword, digesting what he learned last night.

Came to the bottom of a small hill.

Seeing a small river flowing down the hillside, with a hundred flowers blooming beside the river, Xu Yang was planning to practice Duan Tianhe's "Peach Blossom Falling", when he suddenly felt something, looked aside suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Who is it? Sneaky, get out!"

hum!
The air trembled.

An old Daoist wearing a taoist robe and a childlike face walked out of the void, and said with a faint smile: "Master Xu doesn't have to be so nervous, the poor Daoist's Daoism is very fast, and it won't make you feel pain!"

"It's you!"

Xu Yang's pupils shrank violently!

Lushan Road...

Grandfather!
(End of this chapter)