Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

"He... is the villa master of Ximen, the sword god Ximen Chuixue, why is he here?"

"Looking at the situation, did he come down for His Royal Highness?"

"Could it be that the swordsmanship of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can already alert the Sword God Ximen Chuixue?"

"Why did Ximen Chuixue come here, to accept His Royal Highness as a disciple, or to compete with His Royal Highness?"

"I think that although His Royal Highness has risen rapidly, he is still too young, and he probably hasn't reached the realm of competing with Ximen Chuixue!"

"Yeah, after all, His Royal Highness is not even twenty years old this year! It's too young."

"What do you know, real peerless geniuses, age has never been a restriction for them. Have you forgotten the nameless martial arts myth of the Great Sui Empire, Shen Lang, the first hero of the Song Empire, and Zhang Zhenren of our Daming Empire, Are they all young and famous, pushing the older generation of masters?"

"That's right, don't forget, as early as on Wudang Mountain, His Royal Highness was able to resist the attack of the unparalleled master with the cultivation of the innate realm. Now that so long has passed, even if he can compete with the sword god Ximen Chuixue, I will also feel normal."

……

The surrounding Jianghu Rangers are all talking about it. Some people think that Zhu Houzhao is too young to be Ximen Chuixue's opponent, and some people think that for His Royal Highness, anything impossible is just a joke.

"This place is too noisy, Mr. Ximen, how about we fight in another place?" Zhu Houzhao asked with a frown.

He really didn't like being treated like a monkey like that.

In this world, there are not many people who are qualified to watch Zhu Houzhao compare swords.

Ximen Chuixue looked at Zhu Houzhao and said calmly, "If Brother Zhu is interested, you can go to Wanmei Villa."

Ximen Chuixue called Zhu Houzhao Zhu brother rather than the prince, because in his heart, there really was no difference between the prince or not.

With the master as his teacher, Ximen Chuixue felt a supreme sword energy in Zhu Houzhao that was not inferior to himself. Therefore, although he was much older than Zhu Houzhao, he still regarded him as a brother.

Zhu Houzhao lightly hooked the corner of his mouth and nodded, "Brother Ximen, please!"

Chapter [-]: Ximen Chuixue's Sword (Second)

The snow is still falling, but at this time it can no longer fall on the ground.

Because before the snow fell to the ground, it was smashed by the sword energy of the people on the ground and turned into nothingness.

That is Zhu Houzhao's sword qi, and it is also Ximen Chuixue's sword qi.

Their sword battle has not yet begun, but sword intent and sword energy have already begun to confront each other in advance.

"His Royal Highness, have you really decided?" Li Xun & Huan looked at Zhu Houzhao, frowning slightly, he really didn't want to see Zhu Houzhao and Ximen Chuixue really fighting.

After all, Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship has long been famous in the arena, and it is the real murderous swordsmanship.Fighting with Ximen Chuixue, if you are not careful, you will end up in a different place.

Zhu Houzhao nodded: "Chao Wendao, it's okay to die in the evening. Brother Ximen's swordsmanship, this prince has long wanted to learn."

Ximen Chuixue looked at Zhu Houzhao calmly, and said, "I can wait until you break through the unparalleled realm. I feel that you can take that step at any time."

Ximen Chuixue had his own arrogance and disdain to shoot at people who were obviously weaker than him. That kind of victory would only bring shame to his sword.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Ximen Chuixue, and the corner of his mouth lifted lightly: "If the prince has broken through to the unparalleled realm, there will be no suspense in this battle. If there is no suspense in a battle, what's the point?"

Ximen Chuixue narrowed his eyes, and those who knew him knew that this was his performance when his fighting spirit rose: "Oh?"

Zhu Houzhao grasped the Huo Lin sword, the sword has not yet unsheathed, but a mighty sword intent has been unsheathed before the sword itself, like a divine sword that lifts the sky, hanging over everyone's heads.

"I admit, you are indeed qualified to compare swords with me," Ximen Chuixue took a deep breath, the famous sword 'The World's Sharp Weapon' trembled slightly, as if it would be unsheathed at any time.

The eyes of the two collided in the void, and Feixue couldn't get close to them.

Clang clang clang!

There was an exclamation in the inn, and then, countless iron swords were unsheathed from the hands of the sword warriors in the inn, and were inserted upside down around Ximen Chuixue and Zhu Houzhao, like a group of stars arching the moon and a hundred birds toward the phoenix, facing Ximen Chuixue and Zhu Houzhao. Zhu Houzhao worshipped.

This kind of vision seems to be no longer explained by martial arts in the traditional sense.

The skill is close to the Tao. When the martial arts are refined to a certain level, it is the martial arts. When the swordsmanship reaches a certain level, it is naturally the swordsmanship.

Ximen Chuixue and Zhu Houzhao are both people who have embarked on the path of swordsmanship. Generally, swordsmen have no power to fight back in front of them, and they cannot even control their swords.

"Please," Ximen Chuixue turned back and walked into the distance. His steps were not fast, but in an instant, he had disappeared in the depths of the desert where the snow fell.

Sword God, although he became famous for his sword, how could he be an unparalleled master in Qinggong?

At this time, everyone was focusing their attention on the place where Zhu Houzhao had just appeared, but there was nowhere to see half a shadow. Zhu Houzhao had long since disappeared and followed Ximen Chuixue.

No one knows when he disappeared.

"Cuanjia, don't forget what His Royal Highness ordered you," Li Xun & Huan instructed to Tie Chuanjia who was beside him. With a movement, they also followed Zhu Houzhao and Ximen Chuixue and disappeared into the depths of the snowfield. .

This battle is imperative, but it is not destined to be like the battle at the top of the Forbidden City that day, as everyone knows.

Half an hour later, Mobei, Wanmei Villa.

Snow is still falling, plum blossoms are still falling...

Zhu Houzhao and Ximen Chuixue stood opposite each other. Their respective swords were inserted in the snow. Although they were not sheathed, they were shimmering with cold light, which was extremely pressing.

"Brother Ximen, I heard that in your Wanmei Villa, there are countless treasured swords, all of which are the spoils of war you harvested after defeating your opponent?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

Ximen Chuixue said calmly, "There are forty-six swords in total. Before the weak crown, I got [-]. After the weak crown, I got [-]. In three years, I only got one."

Numerous handles, this is indeed too exaggerated, because Ximen Chuixue is not a murderous person, although he enjoys the moment when the blood of the opponent's throat is blown away from the sword, but this is only limited to masters ...

Therefore, he did not kill many people, and the higher the realm, the fewer swords he harvested.