Swordsman of the World

Chapter 15
A mighty army out of the city.

Because they could not prevent the invasion of monsters, people had to leave Huaishui City where they had lived for many years.

Yang Dong was driving the carriage, and there were younger sisters Song Muqing and Yang Xue in the carriage.

In the end, he softened his heart and took Yang Xue in, and let her find her own way out in Surabaya City.

While on the road, Yang Dong wondered what he was going to do after arriving in Surabaya City?

To find the sword formula for follow-up practice, one must either be a well-known cultivator, or some hermit expert, or join the imperial court.

Originally, Yang Dong planned to look for a famous hermit while looking for a famous doctor, and worship him as a teacher.

Now the plan can't keep up with the change.

At this time, Yang Xue raised the curtain, she had already changed into a clean plain dress, poked her head out pretty, and asked, "Yang Dong, have you thought about what to do after you arrive in Surabaya City?"

Yang Dong sighed and said, "Qing'er's illness is what I care most about."

"Mu Qing's illness can't be cured by ordinary doctors. You need to find a doctor in the cultivation world." Yang Xue said very seriously.

"I know, but those doctors are all reclusive experts, and it will take time for me to find them." Yang Dong was a little impatient, of course he knew these common senses.

Yang Xue came out from the inside, sat on the carriage board, and said with a smile: "You misunderstood me, the cultivation world I mentioned is a world you don't know, and it's also the world where my mother lives."

Yang Dong raised his eyebrows. He knew that Yang Xue had no mother since he was a child. It was his father who carried her back to Yangjiabao who had just quit breastfeeding, and he never heard her mention her mother.

Yang Xue took out two white jade rings and said: "My mother left them to me before she left. My father said that my mother looked down on his low qualifications and lack of ability, so she ran away with other men. This is the only thing she left behind." s things."

"Is there any mystery about this ring?" Yang Dong asked curiously.

"Of course I have, this is the leading ring." Yang Xue said very seriously: "Every July [-]th, there will be a ship in Leizhou City, the old imperial capital of the Qin and Ming dynasties, and you can board the ship with this ring."

"Get on the boat? Where are you going?" Yang Dong became interested.

"Go to Jianmen in the cultivation world and become a disciple of Jianmen. In a world where only sword cultivators exist, the so-called hidden masters in the Qin and Ming dynasties are just people who are unsatisfactory in the cultivation world, such as my father." Yang Xue is full of longing. Said: "Everyone there has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and the disciples in Jianmen have extraordinary abilities. My mother left me two leading rings for my husband to take me to find her in the future."

"Yang Dong, are you willing to go with me?" Yang Xue asked seriously, holding up a white jade ring.

A world where there are only sword cultivators, the real cultivation world, where it is possible to become a sword fairy.

Yang Dong was moved by it.

He asked again: "Without this kind of leading ring, can I go there?"

Yang Xue nodded, and said: "Jianwu Continent has thousands of mountains and rivers, and there are countless forbidden places and historical sites, monsters and beasts, there is no safe route. If you want to reach a Jianmen, my father once said that it is a place where people live." In a dream."

Looking at this ring, Yang Dong was very moved, but in the end he held back, shook his head and immediately refused: "There are only two rings, I can't abandon my sister."

She hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I have already agreed with Sister Mu Qing just now, let her wait for you to return from the Qin Ming Dynasty."

Yang Dong was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly raised the hanging curtain and looked into the carriage.

"Ahem..." Song Muqing was covering her small mouth and coughing, when she saw Yang Dong, she thought that he and Yang Xue had finished talking, so she immediately showed a cute smile: "Brother~"

Yang Dong felt distressed for a while.

Yang Dong continued to hold the reins without saying a word, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "I don't want the ring anymore, thank you for your trust, you can find someone else to protect you."

Yang Xue couldn't understand it, and said: "Why? Yang Dong, this is an excellent opportunity, don't you want to just miss it?"

Yang Dong frowned, and said in a deep voice: "If you continue to encourage my sister and make her feel like a burden, I will drive you out of the car. Yang Xue, don't think that I am getting along with you just because I sent you to Surabaya City. , I am only out of sympathy for you!"

"You don't understand what Qing'er's smile represents. You only keep pursuing the strong, you only talk about interests, and you never understand people's hearts."

"Essentially speaking, there is not much difference between you and Yang Le. If you like it, grab it, and if you don't like it, kill it. If you want to be strong, you will always bully the weak. You have never cared about the feelings of the weak."

Yang Xue was stunned by the scolding, and retorted: "What's wrong with this? Everyone lives like this. In this world where the strong are respected, how can one survive without strength? Taking the weak is taking the weak." Drag the oil bottle, it will only kill yourself."

"So, you don't understand what Qing'er's smile represents?" Yang Dong suddenly raised his voice and snorted coldly: "Qing'er has been plagued by illness since she was a child, and she is very helpless. The only thing she can give is a smile. A smile that encapsulates her helplessness and poignant gratitude."

"When I was most helpless and abandoned by everyone, it was Qing'er who was still not stingy with her smile, and made me regain hope."

"You don't understand the inferiority and grief of the weak at all, let alone the dedication in their hearts. You are insulting me by asking me to abandon Qing'er."

Yang Dong scolded, blushing, Yang Xue squeezed the ring tightly, bit her lips and got back into the carriage without saying a word.

The convoy marched until noon, and encountered another team in the open space in front of a valley, coming from Surabaya City.

The opponent seemed to have just experienced a battle, and some of them were still wearing armor. They seemed to be soldiers from the Qin and Ming Dynasty. Judging from their costumes, they seemed to be a team of soldiers in the realm of sword masters.

They mainly surrounded a young young man in a brocade robe. That man was also a sword cultivator. Judging from his magic weapon, he seemed to be a sword cultivator with heavy martial arts and sword soul, but he seemed to be very weak.

Yang Dong was at the back of the team, and now the second elder of the Yang Family Fort was in charge of the big team, and he stepped forward to negotiate with the other party.

Not long after, the second elder came back full of worries, and he raised his hands to signal everyone not to make noise.

"Everyone, Sishui City has also fallen." The second elder said a painful news.

This time it turned out that the monsters from the Endless Mountains attacked at the same time, targeting the border invasion of the Qin and Ming dynasties.

And that young master over there is a descendant of the royal family who traveled here by accident, and those dozen or so sword masters are also soldiers protecting him. Most of the people in Surabaya City have already been reduced to the belly of monsters. It was very difficult to escape.

This is already desperate news, but the second elder continued: "The other party asked all of us who are not sword cultivators to leave the team, and all sword cultivators to join their team."

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused commotion. Huaishui City was gone, and Sishui City had also fallen. If they left the main force, they would have no way to survive.

The second elder said helplessly: "There is no other way. The other party is stronger than us in terms of strength. He is still a royal family, and his status is respected. Now there is no way to escape. That young master knows that there is a waterway to go to a safe place."

"I won't force you either, come if you want." The second elder sighed deeply.

At this time, Yang Dong hadn't decided what to do, but Yang Xue got out of the carriage suddenly, and said in an indifferent tone: "Since you won't go to Jianmen with me, then I'll find someone else, can you Don't regret it."

Yang Dong squinted his eyes, and watched her walk towards the motorcade of the young man from the royal family. For her, that noble young man might be a good person to rely on.

Yang Dong said to himself: "So, you don't understand what Qing'er's smile represents."

The commotion in the convoy was getting bigger and bigger, the children were crying for their father and mother, watching their relatives who could protect them leave with white eyes.

"This is for survival, don't blame me."

"If we are forced to be together, we will only die together. I am also forced."

"If you want to blame, you can blame those monsters. This is all for survival."

The sword cultivator who passed by had a painful expression on his face, and at the same time used excuses to cover up his behavior, completely ignoring the pain of their relatives.

There are also individual sword cultivators who can't bear to abandon their ordinary relatives and stay behind.

Yang Dong looked melancholy at the scene of abandoning his wife.

He just held Song Muqing's hand tightly, and said, "Qing'er, don't worry, brother won't pass by, and we'll be fine."

Song Muqing bit her lower lip tightly, hugged Yang Dong with her backhand, choked up and said, "Brother, you should go, I'm just a burden, a burden, your burden, woo woo... Qing'er hates it, why can't I use it at all?" No, woo woo..."

Yang Dong resolutely said: "Qing'er, you are my everything. Don't say such things, and don't you believe that I can create miracles?"

Yang Dong has already made up his mind. At worst, he can completely release the Devouring Sword Soul and let it devour it crazily. Even if he sinks, it doesn't matter.

Soon, the two teams lined up, and the situation changed immediately.

On one side is a team composed of all sword repairmen, and on the other side are mortals with little fighting ability.

In order to survive, capable people must gather together, which is the excuse of those people.

When everyone was desperate, those sword repairs suddenly returned and began to snatch everyone's food: "Okay, hand over your food and get out."

This is undoubtedly killing them all. Without food and no monsters, everyone will starve to death within a few days.

Yang Le came back with a group of people at this time, he went straight to Yang Dong's carriage, first kicked onto the frame of the carriage, and then showed a ferocious smile at Yang Dong: "Yang Dong, it's very good of you to stay here Hahaha, take out everything on your body, including the low-grade magic weapon, including the valuable medicine."

"Yang Le!" Yang Dong frowned sullenly, and said, "You lingering thing."

Yang Le had a sinister face, looked at him with a smile, and was about to use a rough one.

Qiang, Yang Dong pulled out the Star Sword, the power of the sword soul erupted in an instant, and a sword light surged, directly bounced Yang Le, and fell to the ground and vomited blood.

"Don't mess with my carriage."

Relying on foreign objects, he grew up in the way of growing up, his actual combat ability is only in the early stage of swordsman, and he cannot withstand Yang Dong's solid blow.

Yang Le only felt the qi and blood surging in his chest, and the sword qi raging in his body, the pain was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Boy, hand over your two magic weapons, or I will make you look good." A swordsman dressed in armor next to him shouted immediately.

Yang Dong still looked at him coldly.

"On the contrary, you are a mere swordsman, how dare you play prestige on me?" The armored swordsman was furious, drew his sword, and said: "Don't meddle, I will deal with him, hmph."

Yang Dong narrowed his eyes, stood on the carriage condescendingly, and said, "Come on, don't think that you are so great just because you live a few more years."

(End of this chapter)