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Chapter 39: A Flying Dragon(2/3)

Yan Shisan's eyes were fiery, he nodded deeply, and said, "Okay, if my father-in-law can really understand the fourteenth sword, then it will be an honor for me to die under the fourteenth sword."

Yuhuatian waved his hands, still staring ahead.

Ji Xueyong narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "It is said that when the governor came to Longmen Pass disguised as a Jianghu swordsman, he killed two people in Qingshan Town. One of them was Yue Buqun's eldest disciple Linghu Chong. He is now

Come, will it be..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already used the light skill 'Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens', grabbing one with each hand, and quickly retreated with Hua Manlou and Fu Hongxue.

The sound of the wind became more and more shrill and howling, gradually bringing up yellow sand all over the sky.

The rest of the people also had solemn expressions and stared closely at the scene. No one spoke to break the solemn atmosphere.

Yan Shisan said, slowly raising the black sheath sword in his hand, and then slowly pulled it out.

The sun was blazing, and the autumn wind blew in the desert at some point. The sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, and several people from the world came to join in the fun. After discovering what was going on here, they all stopped and watched.

Someone looked back and was immediately shocked.

This sword is surprisingly the first of the Thirteen Deadly Swords - the sword comes out to seal the throat!

Yan Shisan originally thought that Yu Huatian was joking, and his pupils shrank when he saw this, with a trace of shock and confusion in his eyes. However, at this time, he could not allow him to think about how Yu Huatian could use the Yan family's thirteen deadly swords.

, subconsciously drew his sword and slashed.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng and others withdrawing, everyone in Xichang and Jinyiwei also felt uneasy, and they all turned their attention to Ma Jinliang.

Yan Shisan opened his mouth, his voice low but not hoarse, giving people the feeling of being heard by his ears.

When Ma Jinliang heard this, he looked at him deeply, with a hint of recognition in his eyes, and said no more.

At the same time, an extremely strong sword intent slowly rose from his body.

Thinking of this, Jixueyong gritted his teeth and shouted: "Withdraw!"

"No need!"

"It's really him! And that beautiful woman should be his wife. Ning Zhongze was known as the beautiful lady of Huashan in the Huashan area. She was unparalleled and unmatched. Ning's sword made countless romantic heroes fall for her. This Yue

If Buqun marries her, I don’t know how many people will envy her!"

The next second, before the onlookers could react, the sound of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong dong, don't even react, the sound of gold and iron chiming was heard before the onlookers could react.

Yuhuatian frowned slightly: "Since you know my identity, why do you want to die?"

Yes, the word "loneliness" is used to describe a person's appearance for the first time, but it is not obtrusive at all.

But this time he suddenly ignored that the opponent he met was different...

Yue Buqun took a deep breath, slowly unclenched his fist, smiled and patted Ning Zhongze's jade hand, and whispered: "It's okay."

Although he is aloof and arrogant, he is not a fool.

"Huhu——"

"Because I know that with my strength, I am not his opponent yet, and I don't want to die in his hands at this time. To him, at this time, I am just one of his many challengers. Even if I die,

Under his sword, no one will remember me, and this will make me die with my eyes open."

Yu Huatian vaguely understood what he meant, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "In that case, if you didn't go to him, why did you come to me?"

"As a father-in-law, even if I die in your hands, the world will remember the name Yan Shisan, not some deadly swordsman or his shadow."

"Isn't that the leader of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun? He's here too?"

I saw that the sky in the distance had become gloomy at some point, and terrifying tornadoes that were a hundred feet high and more than ten feet wide were brewing in it, sweeping across all directions.

A smile appeared on Lu Xiaofeng's lips, and she said: "This person should be a famous killer in the northwest, Yan Shisan. This person practices the family swordsmanship 'Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords', and these Thirteen Death-Destroying Swords can be considered

It is a first-class swordsmanship. Unfortunately, there are no famous swordsmen in the ancestors of the Yan family. Only the generation of Yan Shisan is extremely talented. At the age of seventeen, he has mastered the thirteen deadly swords to great perfection. In the northwest

He has gained quite a reputation in the Huashan area and is known as the 'Deadly Swordsman'. He must be almost thirty years old this year, and his sword power has become stronger."

There was a crisp clashing sound of swords, and two waves of killing sword energy spread through the wind. Although no power was leaked out, it made thousands of people behind feel a deep chill, as if this blazing desert, at this moment,

It's winter.

When some people saw this terrifying scene, not only were they not afraid, but they instantly remembered the words about Dabai's national treasure. At that moment, a fiery and crazy look appeared in their eyes, and they actually took the initiative to run towards the direction of the storm.

Yan Shisan felt the sword intent rising from Yu Huatian's body, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The two powerful sword energy collided, and the surrounding air was distorted visibly with the naked eye. The sky was filled with dust, covering the two figures.

The hilt of the sword flicked on the wrist, and the sword energy as sharp as a poisonous snake reappeared, instantly breaking Yu Huatian's sword intention and piercing his throat.

"not good!"

As Xichang and Jinyiwei retreated, many martial arts people in the rear did not dare to stay longer and began to flee.

When they heard these domineering words, the expressions of many Jianghu people changed slightly. However, given the strength of the imperial court, they were really qualified to say such words. However, the words were not directed at them, so everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked at just now.

Yue Buqun arrived at the scene, ready to see how he would react.

Under the sun, Yan Shisan raised his head slightly when he heard the sound, revealing a face full of loneliness.

Yu Huatian was also stunned for a moment. He thought that since Yan Shisan had already decided to challenge Xie Xiaofeng in a duel at this moment, even if he hadn't comprehended the fourteenth sword, he would have started to consider it. Unexpectedly, he didn't even realize the fourteenth sword.

Whether the sword exists or not is uncertain.

Yuhuatian said indifferently: "Do you think I am good at wielding a sword? I can use another sword."

He could sense that Yu Huatian's swordsmanship and moves were almost exactly the same as his except for the addition of some other things to his sword intent. His proficiency in the Thirteen Deadly Swords was not weaker than his at all!

Yuhuatian said calmly: "As the governor of the West Factory, I am a third-rank official in the imperial court and supervise the world. It is not difficult to learn some martial arts secrets."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the fight between the two people. At first, they thought it was due to the aftermath of the sword energy caused by the fight between the two, but the yellow sand became more and more dense, and some people gradually realized that something was wrong.

Looking at the sword in Yu Huatian's hand, Yan Shisan couldn't help but praise and said:

"It is said that in the battle on the rainy night the day before yesterday, the Emei Sect's Miejie Shitai also died in the hands of my father-in-law. This sword should be the Emei Sect's Yitian Sword, right?"

The crowd who originally thought there would be another lively show were a little disappointed when they saw this, but at the same time they also felt a little admiration in their hearts.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening!

Only Yu Huatian looked at Lu Xiaofeng in surprise and said, "As expected of Lu Xiaofeng, you are indeed well-informed. Are there people in this world that you don't know?"

Ding Xiu carried the Miao Dao and turned a blind eye to the roaring doomsday scene in the distance. He still stared at the battlefield in the dust and mist ahead. Hearing this, he said lazily: "Don't worry, a little black sandstorm can't kill me."

From the tornado, he felt an extremely terrifying sense of crisis, which was stronger than the crisis brought to him by the two dueling men in the field.

"choke--"

"It just so happened that someone asked me to kill you at this time, so I came."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you are not regarded as his shadow."



"I will walk by myself, let go!"

Between the three-foot green front, it was like the breath of a blue dragon, and even the thick road below appeared as a straight thin line spreading forward.

A cold light flashed in Ma Jinliang's eyes, and he said coldly: "Don't worry about him for the time being. No matter why he comes here, if he dares to make any small moves behind him, he will be sent to Huashan, and no one will be spared!"

Countless pairs of eyes behind them were all staring at the battle that was about to break out.

"Ding--"

At the same time, the two soldiers met, and Yan Shisan immediately sensed something was wrong. Just as he was about to withdraw his strength and retreat, a fierce sword intent rushed toward him at a faster speed. The hair on Yan Shisan's body stood on end, and he followed

I felt my chest sink, and my whole body suddenly retreated, leaving a row of deep footprints on the thick road.

"No."

"Because the swordsmanship practiced by me and you are the same as the Yan family's 'Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords'."

Yan Shisan shook his head slightly, then raised the long sword in his hand and saluted, saying: "I have hidden this sword in the box for almost twenty years. No one I have encountered before is qualified to be my opponent."

, but I’m not sure I can challenge him, so I’ve been looking for someone to challenge him. My father-in-law is in a high position. In the battle the night before yesterday, he planned to kill thousands of martial arts masters in one fell swoop. He is famous all over the world. I wonder if my father-in-law can give me some advice?"

Ning Zhong seemed to notice something and held his left arm with some worry.

Ji Xueyong looked into the dust and mist ahead. At this moment, the battle between the two men had entered a fever pitch. They seemed not to have noticed the danger at all and were still fighting to the death crazily.

There was a hint of amazement in Yu Huatian's eyes. He was indeed the first swordsman of the Yan family to practice the Thirteen Deadly Swords to the peak. This swordsmanship was truly extraordinary!

However, through systematic indoctrination, Yuhuatian has also practiced the Thirteen Life-Destroying Swords to perfection, and coupled with his master-level induction, his reactions are not slow either.

After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's retreat too and wait until the storm is over before we come back in!"

"Hahaha!"

Yan Shisan shook his head: "It is an honor to die under the Yitian Sword. But, why is my father-in-law's swordsmanship so familiar?"

After saying that, he continued to raise his head, like many people in the world, looking at the battlefield in the distance, the chill deep in his eyes never disappeared.

Dense masses of flying sand were rolled up, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end was coming!

"I know, the official of the Imperial West Factory, Yuhuatian."

Lu Xiaofeng's pupils shrank and shouted: "It's blowing here, we can't stay here anymore, leave quickly!"

It's not that Yuhuatian didn't dare to move forward, but the horses seemed to be aware of the crisis. Once they got here, no matter how Yuhuatian drove them, they were unwilling to go any further.
To be continued...
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