Fu Canglu

Chapter 317 Bitter Sword, Miserable Sword

Ren Pingsheng's cultivation has actually climbed to such an incredible level in just over a year.

His Royal Highness has always remembered this Northern Wei Sword Crown, and he has heard many rumors about him from the outside world over the years. The most credible one is that this Sword Crown was smashed into pieces by Jian Zongming in Fengting City. Defeated, and finally devastated, nowhere to be seen.

The world is like a tide, but the peerless genius is like fish scales.

Nobody remembers a fading genius.

But the current cultivation level of this sword crown is worthy of his previous sentence "If I raise my sword, no one in Xiguan can stop it".

There is no trace of exaggeration.

The desolate and poor drunkard stood up and said softly: "From all the swords in Fengting City, my sword is not as good as Jian Zongming, Li Changge, Yi Shaoran, Nanhai Peacock, and Shi Nan'an. This is a very cruel thing. Who among the swordsmen in the world can accept such a thing?"

Ren Pingsheng stood up slowly, his thin shirt shaking, his thin palms still pressed on the wooden table, his expression was indifferent and calm, and he said: "Anyone will live in depression. If I had never met someone when I was living in Xiguan. When it comes to Jiang Qingyi, I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up my sword heart again in this life, and it's impossible to realize the current state."

Xiao Buyi next to Yi Xiao squinted his eyes, and the thick knife around him was about to be unsheathed.

The Ren Pingsheng in front of him is already top-notch in terms of cultivation and realm.

Xiao Buyi fought against Chen Wanjuan. His Highness the Second Highness is a descendant of Confucianism and Taoism. Although Yingu's inheritance is not complete, it is not comparable to Dongjun and his ilk, but it is almost comparable to Yuyi level masters.

Even Xiao Buyi faintly sensed the troublesomeness of this alcoholic, he lowered his hat and said softly, "This man is very strong."

Strong sense of domain.

A very strong sword.

Just how strong is this alcoholic?
His Highness shook the thick knife in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

Yi Xiao patted Xiao Buyi's shoulder with a smile, and said softly, "Leave it to me."

His Highness said in a voice that only Xiao Buyi and himself could hear: "I practice all kinds of realms, and I have swallowed a lot of energy on the Holy Island, but the only thing I lack is the experience of fighting this kind of top swordsman."

Xiao Buyi, who knew everything about Yi Xiao, frowned and said, "You only have the eighth rank now."

His Highness smiled and said: "It's okay, Kai Tianxiang just fight him."

"It really doesn't work."

Yi Xiao paused for a moment, the white jiao rope choked on his wrist and screamed, and the jiaolong rolled over.

The figure of the lotus plant and the form of the dragon and snake have swallowed a lot of energy.

Xiao Buyi may not quite understand how much Yuan Li is the amount of Yuan Li that Yi Xiao talks about.

Holy Island's savings for a year.

All the practitioners on Holy Island fell into a dry swamp.

When poured out, mountains can be crushed, and rivers can be cut off.

Breaking into the ninth grade with such a huge amount of energy is just a thought away.

The eyes of the little highness have turned into a golden color.

He laughed softly: "It's really not good, just break into the ninth rank."

The coir raincoat was unbuttoned by an invisible air mechanism and fell to the ground, revealing a night-black robe.

Yi Xiao patted the flat head of the thing beside him, and Bai Jiao's huge body suddenly appeared, and crushed the fragments around him.

The white dragon had no expression on his face, his eyes were indifferent, and he uttered the snake letter slightly hissingly. He raised his head forward, narrowed his black and white pupils, and looked at the thin alcoholic who was several feet away.

Dozens of Yuanli light groups as big as a fist are rolling back and forth on the snake body at this moment, colliding with each other continuously. Once in the lotus pond of the Lotus Pavilion, these water droplets were about the size of soybeans. After Yi Xiao entered the Central Plains, he rested and fed back , especially the second trip to the north, where wars ended with wars along the way. These embryonic domains have made great progress in a short period of time.

Among them are a few drops of water that are as huge as an adult's head.

The body of Baijiao is also nearly twice as big as before, entangled in the body, almost ten meters long, thick and thick when hugged by one person, the scales open and close to reveal the murderous aura, and it is holding a very vicious thing!
Ren Pingsheng's expression was neither happy nor sad, neither frightened nor frightened.

He finally lifted his hands off the wooden table.

At this moment, it was as if the qi machine had broken, and the sword qi had loosened its strings!

Bai Jiao beside Yi Xiao let out a roar, unfolded his huge body, rolled up the snake body filled purely with Yuan force, and protected His Highness and Xiao Buyi in his abdomen.

The sword energy roared down from the sky, and the land cracked and disintegrated. The area connecting Ren Pingsheng and Yi Xiao was attacked by the sword energy within a few meters. It was like plowing the ground for three feet, and lifting the sky five inches like moving the sea!
The drunkard's thin shirt rattled crazily in the sword energy, his complexion became paler and his eyes became sharper.

The loud blaring sound overwhelmed the space between the heaven and the earth.

Ren Pingsheng's voice overwhelmed the sword energy.

"A hate is born to be a hero and short of breath."

"Second Hate can't have fun when you draw your sword."

"Three hates have been poor all their lives."

"Four hates are cowardly and dare not exceed the rules."

Four times in a row, the first one is like a heavy hammer, the sword energy is no longer sword energy, but as heavy as the world.

It is more powerful and heavy than the next.

Yi Xiao, who was under the white dragon, clapped his hands on the white dragon's abdomen, and felt this huge power most intuitively. Yi Xiao's little diamond physique resonated under the sway of the sword energy, his chest and heart seemed to resonate, and even his soul would be shaken out .

His Highness kept clenching and loosening the hilt of his knife, and took a deep breath at this moment: "This sword domain can definitely be ranked among the strongest domains. In terms of momentum and lethality, it is not inferior to Dashi Zhiyu."

Xiao Buyi looked at the alcoholic in the center of the sword qi storm, and murmured: "This person is really a freak, what kind of state of mind must he have to re-enter the first-class realm amidst a series of blows?"

He looked at Yi Xiao again, and it was inevitable that he was a little questioning.

Yi Xiao shook his head at Xiao Buyi, but didn't say a word.

He's under a lot of pressure.

So it was inconvenient for him to speak.

But his actions already showed what he meant.

Xiao Buyi was silent for a moment, then let go of the scabbard silently.

Ren Pingsheng's eyes remained calm, looking at the two people who were protected by Bai Jiao.

He said loudly: "There are nine hatreds in this type of sword intent. The first four hatreds only blame oneself and not others. The next five hatreds only attack the person you hate."

There was silence between heaven and earth.

The sword energy suddenly gathered and revolved around one person, and the one surrounded was like a moon surrounded by stars, with the aura of an emperor in the sword.

Ren Pingsheng said softly: "The two of you are from Qiliang, I used to be a swordsman in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and there will be a battle between Qiliang and Northern Wei. So you have to go through Xiguan, and I have five swords to send out."

Baijiao, who had inherited the four swords, turned into stars and dissipated.

Yi Xiao, who was aroused by the four sword qi, folded his palms in front of his face. At this moment, he slowly landed and stayed in front of his chest. The stream of light transformed by the white flood rope solidified into a sword shape, and was held by the hilt of the sword by His Royal Highness.

His Highness moved forward calmly.

He holds the sword in both hands, holding the hilt with both hands, one hand is held forward and the other hand is held backward, the blade is parallel to the ground, one foot in front of the chest.

This is a strange posture for holding a sword.

The former Northern Wei Sword Crown chuckled softly: "For the last sword, I didn't use the slightest elemental power and intention, and I didn't use the sword to win the sword. I just used the most basic and common six-style sword to attack."

Yi Xiao looked solemn, and said solemnly: "Please."

misty slope.

Yuan Sizhi was sitting in front of the table under the lamp, reading a text, when suddenly the military tent was pulled open, Yuan Sizhi glanced at Jiang Qingyi, and immediately stood up, before Jiang Qingyi could say a word, He got up and went outside the Misty Slope Barracks.

"All the nine cities of Xiguan are under orders, and the commander is ready to lead troops out of the city to set up a formation, and listen to my orders at any time." Yuan Zhongcheng began to issue military orders with a calm expression.

There are people below who can't figure out what the adults mean.

Daxue has just stopped, could it be possible to make a big move?

Jiang Qingyi was put aside by Yuan Zhongcheng, and he had been running all the way, and his physical strength was a little weak. When he recovered a little after a dozen breaths, Yuan Sizhi had actually issued all the orders, and looked at himself calmly, He asked softly, "Is there a fight in Wuwu Town?"

Jiang Qingyi said angrily, "It wasn't there when I left."

Yuan Sizhi let out an oh.

Jiang Qingyi said with an ugly expression, "I only have one friend in Xiguan."

Yuan Sizhi's complexion was subtle, and he hummed lightly: "So?"

Jiang Qingyi said seriously: "So can you not embarrass him?"

Yuan Zhongcheng's expression was already a bit exciting.

Suddenly a fast horse came, and a man of eight feet rolled over and fell off the horse. The dignified Xiguan man of the Northern Wei Dynasty said in a crying voice: "Master Yuan Jiang, there is a fight in Wuwu Town!"

Jiang Qingyi looked at the sixth-rank commander Xu Man in astonishment.

Fighting?

The head of the poor family whom Cao Zhixuan was very optimistic about suddenly realized a certain important point, and the past memories in his mind were connected into a thread.

Jiang Qingyi whispered, "It's Yi Xiao?!"

Yuan Sizhi didn't nod or shake his head, but said indifferently: "Cao Zhixuan should not be planning to pursue those two people from Qiliang. If they go straight down from Luoyang and hide their identities, it will save time and effort. It's a pity that they have to Around Xiguan."

Jiang Qingyi got this almost tacit answer, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said hoarsely: "Why did you fight, Xu Zhirou is in Wuwu Town?"

Xu Man said again at this time: "Master Yuan!"

Yuan Sizhi calmly glanced at the sixth-rank commander.

Xu Man panted heavily, with a look of shock, and said: "The drunkard said that if Mr. Jiang accepted some grievances in Xiguan. He raised his sword today, and no one in Xiguan can stop him!"

Yuan Sizhi remained silent.

Jiang Qingyi, who had always been indifferent, was already stunned.

drunkard?

The drunkard actually said such a thing?
Yuan Zhongcheng, who is known as Xiguan's master, looked at Jiang Qingyi and said, "This friend of yours is named Ren Pingsheng. The prince said before his death that after the turmoil in Fengting City, if he can survive without hesitation, one day he will become the world leader. A very strong sword."

Yuan Sizhi retracted the hand with one missing finger into his big sleeve, and slowly rotated the beads.

"I saw him with my own eyes being bullied by others all these years in Xiguan, lingering on his last breath, with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye."

"He cultivated a bitter sword, a miserable sword."

"It's really bitter, very miserable."

"Because it's bitter enough, miserable enough, so he is qualified for this right now."

(End of this chapter)