I will live forever in the martial arts world

Chapter 17 The wooden sword breaks Long Yuan
This is Juggernaut! !

Before death comes, this moment seems to be as difficult as 1 years, but it is also like a vast sea of ​​change, only in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was an extremely clear "ding" sound.

Wake everyone up.

Everyone was still immersed in the unconscious death, and they could only vaguely see the sword master slashing down with his domineering sword.

The young wine shop owner just slashed the wooden sword in his hand flatly.

The two swords faced each other.

First there was a "ding" sound.

Everyone's eyes were only focused on what was in front of them.

The No. 1 sword in the world, "Long Yuan", held by the Sword Master Cao Qiudao, shimmered like water, with a faint shadow of a dragon walking on it, intersecting with the wooden sword of the young wine shop owner, one on the left and one on the right. together.

There seemed to be a stalemate for a moment.

then.

The moment they saw Cao Qiudao coming into contact with the wooden sword, the expression on his face became unprecedentedly exciting.

I don’t believe it, I’m shocked, I’m shocked…

And an emotion that shouldn't arise, but does.

fear!

What kind of sword was he facing? ! !
impossible!
boom!
In an instant, the two swords intersected, and the "Long Yuan" ranked first in the sword manual suddenly exploded like stars, disintegrated and exploded!

Autumn, October, the 20th year of King Zhao Xiaocheng's reign.

The best sword in the world was destroyed by the owner of the wine shop named Jiang.

Jiang Taiyi slowly retracted his wooden sword, looked at Cao Qiudao with his hair hanging down in front of him, and the sword shavings scattered in the sky, and said calmly:
"What a pity for a good sword."

The long street is blown by the air.

But very quiet.

It's like time has been frozen in this moment.

Moon God, Yun Zhongjun, Jiu Huzi and others all became witnesses to the destruction of the No. 1 sword in the world, "Long Yuan".

at this time.

Everyone's hearts were beating wildly, and the expressions on their faces were blown by the airflow, making them even more exciting.

how come?
How could it be so strong? !
Just a wooden sword!

He actually broke the No. 1 sword in the world, Longyuan!

To be precise, destroy!
The fear in the eyes of veterans Lian Po and Li Mu, who were standing not far behind Sword Master Cao Qiudao, could no longer be described in words.

at this time.

Sword Master Cao Qiudao's long gray hair fell down.

Face covered.

So that no one can see the expression of the world's best swordsman at this time.

But you can see it,
The sword master's body was trembling slightly, and the unparalleled zhenqi that dominated the world seemed to be broken and scattered by the wooden sword in an instant.

"Mr. Cao..." Lian Po shouted with some reluctance, as if calling or reminding him.

Everyone seemed to be able to feel the emotion conveyed from Cao Qiudao at this moment.

Don’t believe, don’t understand, unwilling…

Shock, shock, horror...

"Uncle Jiang has such a powerful sword!"

A childish voice shouted, obviously coming from a child, breaking all the silence and making everyone listen.

It was Jing Ke next to Shopkeeper Gai.

He looked excited and looked at Jiang Taiyi with big eyes, saying: "Uncle Jiang, you are so awesome!!"

A wooden sword, within a short distance, broke Long Yuan, the best swordsman in the world.

Even the four-year-old Jing Ke knows what this means.

Needless to say about other people.

Yueshen, Yun Zhongjun and others looked at the back of the young master in front of them, with awe in their eyes.

Cao Qiudao finally spoke.

"What's the name of this sword?"

His voice was hoarse, not as domineering as he had been in a few breaths, but actually gave off a bit of the deathly air of an old man.

Jiang Taiyi glanced at the wooden sword in his hand, handed it to Gai Nie, and said slowly:

"It doesn't have a name, it's just a swipe of the hand."

"With a wave of your hand..."

Cao Qiudao was startled for a moment, then became speechless and said in a harsh voice: "A hundred-step flying sword, a single swing at a very close distance, is this the art of vertical and horizontal swordsmanship?"

Jiang Taiyi shook his head.

What vertical and horizontal swordsmanship?
Cao Qiudao turned around with his hair disheveled, his body wrapped in the aura of old age. He looked at Lian Po with a hint of bitterness and pain in his voice:

"I'm defeated. I'm sorry Lin Xiangru. I'll take my leave."

Lian Po didn't answer.

Just looking at this middle-aged man who was the first kendo master in the Warring States Period a few breaths ago, at this time, he was like an ordinary man who bent down and left Handan in obscurity.

Everyone watched.

Then he turned to Jiang Taiyi.

The wooden sword broke Long Yuan.

After today, there will be no Sword Master Cao Qiudao in the world, only this "Gui Guzi".

Jiang Taiyi ignored the looks of others and just sighed at Lu Buwei and said:
"Okay, let me take you out of the city."

Li Mu coughed up blood and stepped forward after hearing the sound.

However, his arm was clamped by Lian Po's strong hands, and the veteran said in a harsh voice: "Cao Qiudao has been defeated. The situation is over. We can't stop them. If we persist, we will just let them step on your and my bones." Just leave.”

That's all for him, he only has a few years left to live.

But Li Mu.

Such a young military master will obviously support Zhao's generals in the future. If he dies here, it will be completely meaningless.

The only regret is...

"Old Prime Minister, you calculated everything accurately, but you didn't even calculate that there is such a god in our city of Handan."

……

"what?"

When Guo Kai brought the news about the battle at the wine shop, he was so frightened that he returned to Gongzi Yan's house to save his life.

The young master's eyelids were twitching wildly, and his lips were trembling:

"That untouchable who is like a trafficker and a lackey, you say he is... Guiguzi?!"

Guiguzi.

That is a mysterious figure that runs through the 700-year history of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

When you are angry, the princes are afraid!

This is an evaluation of strategists, and it is definitely not an exaggeration.

A three-foot sword and a three-inch tongue stir up the world.

He actually...offended such a being.

"How is it good!"

Young Master Yan was extremely anxious and fearful:
"What should I do now? What should I do?"

Guo Kai, on the other hand, buried his head like a quail and said nothing, mainly out of fear.

He could never dream.

Then a wine shop owner with a wooden sword can actually break the sword master Cao Qiudao's dragon abyss.

If a person like this were to be an assassin...

Not to mention Guo Kai, even King Zhao would probably have trouble sleeping and eating.

The key is……

He lives in Handan City!

How can I not be scared in the future! !

……

The yellow leaves are falling, the autumn wind is blowing slowly, the sky is desolate, and it enters thousands of households.

In Handan City, thousands of people with surnames still cried for their uncles, brothers and fathers during the Battle of Changping.

A carriage came out of the city. The ruts crushed the loess into mud, but it could not crush the desolation between heaven and earth at this time.

on the carriage.

Ying Yiren was still sitting in the car as if in a dream. It was hard to imagine that he could really go back to Qin.

Lu Buwei looked at Jiang Taiyi sitting opposite.

Looking at the autumn yellow outside the car.

My thoughts immediately went back to the day when I first met Jiang Taiyi.

"Last year, there was heavy snowfall. I met my husband on the other side of the road and took him to a wine shop."

Lu Buwei folded his sleeves with his hands and said sadly:
"Now that it's cold and autumn is approaching, it's my husband who is sending me away. Life comes and goes, greetings and send-offs. It's really like a dream, it's sad."

(End of this chapter)