The author

Chapter 234 The Fifth Martial Arts Legend! (asking for monthly tickets)

Murong Longtu's sword was so unrestrained and so arrogant, it set off a raging wave of swords. Ying State's Grand Master remained silent, and the weapon in his hand knocked away a handful of mysterious weapons. The most ancient martial arts legend, with precise and cold moves, was like a general in the military strategist dispatching his own soldiers.

Extremely pure, using every bit of strength, every bit of power.

The old man over there was so arrogant and unrestrained, like a madman. After drinking, he would write with a brush, free and unrestrained, and it was difficult to define any fixed pattern. The martial arts styles of the two of them were completely different.

The sword maniac's swords were scattered.

In the end, fifty-seven mysterious weapons crisscrossed the sky, circling and whistling, with great momentum. The sword maniac paced in the void, and he could grab a sword and use a sword move. It seemed understated, but in fact they were all unique sword moves that were unparalleled in the world.

Jiang Su was wearing armor, and his moves were calm and simple, which dispersed all the sword energy.

At first, all the warriors came close to watch, but when the sword maniac's sword energy became stronger, they had to retreat a hundred feet. When the fifty-seven mysterious weapons were crisscrossed, everyone stumbled back.

I can’t get close, I dare not get close.

Even the weapons and swords in their hands seemed to be whimpering. The master of the Sword Forging Valley looked at the sword maniac in green and was speechless for a moment. He just sighed. Yuwen Lie and He Ruoqinhu over there also had complicated expressions.

The martial artists in Jianghu claim to be free and happy, but they, such famous generals, look down on them.

Happy?

What a carefree life!

When tens of thousands of soldiers in heavy armor surrounded the mountain, were you free and easy?
Thousands of crossbows are set up there, with the air-breaking crossbow arrows pointing at you.

Are you happy?
No matter how powerful a martial arts master is, with strong muscles and bones, a charge from a fierce horse will cause both the man and the horse to weigh tens of thousands of pounds. At a speed of a thousand or even three thousand miles a day, the man's bones will be broken and he will be thrown out.

Even if you avoid the charge of one rider, you can still fight against the formation of hundreds or thousands of riders.

A warrior's internal energy will eventually run out. It will eventually be used up, dispersed, and broken, and he will die under the endless charges and trampling.

Wasn't the Living Buddha hundreds of years ago known as the indestructible Vajra, the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva from the Western Paradise? Wasn't he also broken off his limbs by a Tuyuhun who were born as serfs, thrown into a bag, and trampled back and forth by heavy cavalry until he turned into meat paste?
However, after seeing the confrontation between Jiang Su and Murong Longtu, they truly recognized that this top existence in the martial arts world was indeed qualified to be called a legend. In the past, this Grand Master had never displayed such a terrifying aura.

Such a martial arts legend would be difficult to trap and kill even with thousands of cavalry led by famous generals. If a master of this level were to sacrifice his face and carry out an assassination at all costs, it would be enough to drag down the army.

Fortunately, the warriors who can reach this point are either righteous or evil.

But they are all arrogant.

No one would do such a thing.

Fortunately, there are not many such people after all.

boom! ! !
The violent roar and the aftermath of the battle between the sword maniac and the Ying State Grand Master caused the palace to collapse. At the same time, the prince Jiang Gao, who was far away, asked the general of the Tiger Cavalry how to get to the capital. The latter replied:

"Even if we, the heavy cavalry, charge at full speed and form a formation, it will still take more than an hour, to two hours, to cover this distance."

"By the time we rush back, it will be daybreak. And if we run all the way, I'm afraid we will drop below the peak of our combat power. Your Highness, do you still want to charge forward?"

Jiang Gao shook his head and said calmly, "No need. Send a message by flying eagle to order the imperial guards and garrison troops near the capital to go outside the capital and form a formation and wait for the emperor's order. The other generals don't need to be so alert."

"In the capital, there is Grand Master Jiang Su, the world's number one general and a legend in martial arts."

"It is impossible for Jian Kuang and Li Guanyi to break through the defense of the capital by entering the capital alone. In my opinion, one reason is that Jian Kuang is just like that, he is so willful and spontaneous, and the other reason is that Li Guanyi is meeting his father."

"It's no big deal. Since they didn't stop us, there's no need to be nervous."

"Let the soldiers retreat and set up camp as usual. Don't let the Qilin Army laugh at us."

Jiang Gao asked everyone to leave. Just like in the past, he was calm and composed when he inspected the camp, chatting and laughing with the soldiers. The commotion among the Tiger Cavalry stopped. It was not until he returned to the camp that his face turned pale.

Master Jiang held the cup in his hand, shaking uncontrollably with worry, and gritted his teeth:
"Dad, Yuan, be careful..."

"Don't be in trouble."

...............

There was a black tortoise sitting under Siming's buttocks, and the black tortoise's Dharma image burst out with extreme speed. The old man carried Yaoguang on his shoulder and rushed towards the direction of Yingguo Imperial City at a risk of his life. The silver-haired girl raised her head and looked at him from afar.

In the distance, the sky is filled with vast and powerful energy, and the changes in the celestial phenomena are extremely terrifying.

Old Siming grinned and said, "What a great sword energy and sword intent. When it comes to using a sword, there are few swordsmen from ancient times to the present who can surpass Murong Longtu."

"But is this old man crazy?"

"Just saying he wanted the antidote, he went straight over with that brat Li Guanyi, damn it!"

"That old fellow Li Guanyi just thought about it and ran over there!"

The old man Siming cursed and ran all the way. The black tortoise was at its best. As it rushed away, the old man tried to comfort Yaoguang and said, "Don't worry, the old man and the child will not be in any danger today."

"That's Murong Longtu. Damn it. This old guy is just relying on this to mess around. However, after today, no matter whether Murong Longtu wins or loses, the martial arts world will be in chaos, and the academy will be very lively."

"Hmm? You asked Murong Longtu if he couldn't go further?"

Siming had a complicated expression on his face, and finally he just smiled and said, "Who knows?"

Li Guanyi and Jiang Wanxiang were playing chess, and the Emperor of Ying asked, "I heard that you distributed land to the people. I asked our officials to follow your practice and issue an order to distribute the land equally."

"You can let the people reclaim a lot of wasteland, and the noble families will also participate in it. I wonder how you will deal with the noble families?"

Li Guanyi answered frankly: "If the noble family is willing to hand over the land, the land can be divided according to the number of people."

Although Jiang Wanxiang was old, he reacted quickly and said:

"You want to take action against the family?"

He remained silent for a long time, looked at Li Guanyi, smiled and shook his head, and said: "He is really a young tiger, but the family is deeply rooted. How difficult is it to pull him out?"

Li Guanyi made a move: "Because I have no foundation."

Because he had no foundation before, he started from scratch and did not receive any help from the aristocratic families in Jiangnan along the way. Therefore, the Qilin Army was not entangled or infiltrated by the aristocratic families, so he was able to complete this step.

Jiang Wanxiang lowered his eyes and said in agreement: "It is not a good thing for aristocratic families to be strong."

"It's just a suggestion. It's up to you whether you listen to it or not."

"If you want to achieve success in the future, never rely on the talents and power of the aristocratic family!"

"The strength of a family and a country depends on strict laws and regulations, on rewards for merit and punishment for faults, but it is not the case with aristocratic families. They recommend their own sons to become officials. The prosperity of a country depends on the people farming and raising silkworms, but it is the aristocratic families who become officials."

"National security depends on the bravery of soldiers, but military merit will fall on the young nobles who are under the supervision of the army. Civilians will be severely punished for crimes, but nobles who break the law can use weapons, copper coins and gold to atone for their crimes."

"The existence of aristocratic families prevents the guilty from being punished, and those who have not fought in the front are rewarded with honors, making it impossible for the king's laws to be implemented."

"As long as he is a son of aristocratic family, even if he is a moron, he can be selected as an official; the son of the common people, even if he is well-educated, can only work in the fields. What do we do?"

"As time goes on, the world's customs will change greatly, and people will respect those who can become noble without farming, and the people will envy such people."

The old king gritted his teeth and sighed:
"Aristocratic families are a deadly poison to the country!"

Li Guanyi said: "Of course, why are you telling me this?"

Jiang Wanxiang smiled calmly and said:

"I just hope you don't go the wrong way. In this world, whether it's you, me, or Chen Fubi or Chen Dingye, chasing and fighting each other, there will always be a winner in the end. I naturally hope that I win, but I also have to think about what would happen if I lose."

"If I lose!"

"Then, I hope you can avoid this. Besides, I see hope in you because you are different from me, Chen Dingye, and Chen Fubi..."

Jiang Wanxiang stretched out his hand, and the emperor narrowed his eyes and said:

"You rose from obscurity. If you win, you can wipe out these eight hundred years of aristocratic families. In that case, there will be a different world. Although, as long as the distinction between the upper and the lower does not disappear, new aristocratic families will definitely appear."

"But, if there is a period of time when the No Family is gone, the lives of the people may be better, and the king will be more comfortable. That kind of world will be the second early years of the Red Emperor. Haha... When I was young and read history, I wanted to go back to that era the most."

"Be a knight-errant, herd horses and sheep, look up at the sky and sing the Chi-Le Song."

Li Guanyi: "Times have their own rules."

He picked up the chess piece, dropped it, and blocked Jiang Wanxiang's chessboard situation. He said:
"But the fire should be left. I plan to recruit talents based on their talents, rather than the recommendation system, and abolish the hands of the aristocratic families. After that, the land and studies will allow all the people to learn. The Mohist school, mathematics, and martial arts will all be practiced by the people."

"step by step."

Jiang Wanxiang said thoughtfully: "The people..."

"The common people check and balance the aristocratic families. The common people have enough knowledge to break the monopoly of knowledge and promotion. The aristocratic families will not be as rampant as they are today..."

He thought for a long time, and finally sighed, saying: "It's a pity that I didn't meet you earlier. However, if I had met you earlier, I would have been supported by the great families in the world. In order to secure my position in the world, I would have married a woman from a noble family. When I heard what you said, I would probably have killed you with a sword."

"When I hear your words now, I only feel a sense of disappointment."

He stretched out his hand, and the wrinkled palm shook slightly. Jiang Wanxiang smiled slightly and said:

"My life is not long."

"Yingguo is too big. This country has been around for three hundred years. When my ancestor started the rebellion three hundred years ago, the children of the aristocratic families played a big role. In the past three hundred years, the poison of the aristocratic families has been like vines clinging to a tree, circling around every corner of our country."

"Like a maggot on the tarsal bone!"

"If you want to get rid of this family, you have to dig out the bones, flesh and blood and throw them away."

"I am powerless to save the situation, and my sons are even worse than me. They can't control the Great Ying Kingdom and reverse the poison that has accumulated over the past three hundred years, but I can't lose after all."

Jiang Wanxiang smiled faintly:
"I have come this far in my life, there is no reason to turn back."

"But I am very interested in what you said."

"Can you tell me how the world you have seen can restrain the aristocratic families?"

Li Guanyi replied: "If everyone is like a dragon, the world will be united."

Jiang Wanxiang asked: "Can you see it in our life span?"

Li Guanyi was quiet for a moment, and replied softly:

"can not be seen."

Jiang Wanxiang felt regretful, and immediately made his move, smiling leisurely, "Well, I have one last question. After I ask this question and finish this game of chess, I will personally send you out..."

"In ancient times, when there were not many people, fruits were enough to fill people's stomachs, and people were much more tolerant. After all, there were plenty of fruits everywhere, so there was no need to fight with others for them."

"But at this moment, there are people everywhere in the Central Plains, Jiangnan, and the Western Regions. Especially in the prosperous times, the population of the people is huge, but the wealth of the world is limited. Tell me."

"Everyone is like a dragon. Since you are a dragon, he is also a dragon. Then the so-called dragon has no meaning. If everyone is like a dragon, then everyone is like a worm. Isn't it the same as the beginning? The people still have to fight for wealth."

Li Guanyi shook his head and replied, "It's different."

"As human beings, they only knew how to farm, eat, and live in the past, but the latter know why they do these things, think, and will find that life is unreasonable and unsatisfactory, and will try to solve the problems..."

"Besides, everyone is like a dragon, which means they are strong. Why do we have to suppress others and be above others to be strong? If you must be above others, you are not seeking self-strength, but just a kind of superiority."

Jiang Wanxiang suddenly felt a little bit of fear, for no reason. He just looked at the young man and saw a hint of fire in the latter's eyes. Yes, everyone is like a dragon. Everyone thinks about the current situation and solves problems when they encounter them.

To solve the problem, or to find the source of this injustice. It will not only be the aristocratic family that will be destroyed.

Jiang Wanxiang looked at Li Guanyi, and he subconsciously wanted to ask, "Do you know what you are doing?" He saw the fire in the eyes of the young Qilin, so he understood that Li Guanyi knew very well what he wanted to do and what kind of fire he wanted to put down.

Even if this fire is just a flame, a tiny insignificant spark.

It takes decades, hundreds of years or even longer to nurture in the hearts of the people.

A hint of murderous intent instinctively emerged in Jiang Wanxiang's heart.

This is the instinctive hostility and murderous intent of a powerful lord who emerged in the era when the Central Plains was divided and kings competed for supremacy, towards the fire that would bring shocking destruction to the rules he was accustomed to.

But Jiang Wanxiang suppressed such murderous intent.

He suddenly burst into laughter, laughing heartily, and then let the chess piece fall on the chessboard. He swept his sleeves and overturned the chessboard, saying, "Good, good, good!"

"Anyway, in that era, my descendants will definitely not be kings. I am actually looking forward to that scene where everyone is like a dragon. Hahahahahahaha. If everyone can be so wise, then I would like to be born in that era and travel around the world."

"I have decided. I will let you live, even if I win. Li Guanyi, thank you for teaching me these things. If I win, you will become a king."

"Leave the flame you mentioned in my world."

"And if I lose."

Jiang Wanxiang paused, he did not continue speaking, just smiled:

"I will only lose to time."

He swept his sleeves with great arrogance.

Then all the chess pieces on the chessboard scattered.

Li Guanyi raised his eyebrows, looked at the chaotic chessboard and pieces, and said, "You just lost."

Jiang Wanxiang remained calm and said, "No one saw it."

Li Guanyi wanted to pick up the chessboard and smash it on the old guy's head.

He thought for a moment and replied, "You said that you will only lose to time?"

"Do not……"

Li Guanyi pressed down the last chess piece, which landed on the chessboard with a crisp sound:
"You will lose to everyone in the world."

Jiang Wanxiang did not answer. He was very relaxed and casual. The world's number one martial arts legend was here. It would be difficult for anyone who came here to make any splash. He just looked at the young man and thought, if he died, the one who would take over the world would be Li Guanyi.

He felt very sorry for the two people's current positions.

It would be great if my son had such courage.

Jiang Wanxiang sighed, he laughed and said:

"You are indeed a more suitable opponent for me than Chen Dingye, but it's a pity that you are still too young. You can't come here for nothing, and I can't waste this rare opportunity to see you."

"Then I will attack Chen, and you will enter the Western Regions."

"I will contain the State of Chen for you, and you can freely travel the Western Regions; and you will contain the old wolf king for me, so that I can peacefully conquer Chen. We can both get what we want, how do you think?"

"The strategy of the military is to win by the right means and to win by the unconventional means. Many people care about those unconventional plans and tricks, but they don't know that the strongest people in the world are upright and honest. At this time, what we are betting on is the general trend and the open strategy."

"Everything we did was an open conspiracy. You know me, and I know you."

"It depends on whether I can annex the north and the south before I die."

"Or you can snatch the Western Region from the mouth of that old wolf king and make it happen completely."

The general trend of the world has reached this point. Everyone knows each other tacitly and can see what actions the other side is going to take. Making friends with distant countries and attacking nearby ones is an ancient strategy.

Therefore, that game of chess is the world.

Jiang Wanxiang stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Within three years."

"I will not attack Jiangnan."

"You enter the Western Regions, I will attack the State of Chen, and then we will fight to the death in the world."

"how?"

Li Guanyi stretched out his hand and struck palm with the old man.

The young Qin Wuhou thought for a moment and replied:
"You just said that you can only take revenge if you swallow charcoal to silence your voice, right? That's what assassins do. You killed my parents for the sake of national interests. So, the only way to take revenge is to sacrifice your country to my parents."

Jiang Wanxiang laughed: "Okay, I'll wait for the day you come."

"You came here today to get something to detoxify me, right?"

Jiang Wanxiang smiled and said, "The glass of wine you drank just now is the antidote for the poison. If you were a coward like Chen Dingye and wanted to exchange wine with me, there would be no antidote."

“Hahaha, consider it as the gifts you gave back to the two generals Yuwen Tianxian and Yuwen Hua, as well as my brave soldiers.”

Jiang Wanxiang smiled nonchalantly and said:
"One day you and I will go to Zhongzhou for a tour."

"The emperor lets his deer go, and you and I shall chase it together."

"how?"

Li Guanyi said: "That depends on whether you can go hunting on horseback."

Jiang Wanxiang laughed and said, "I am not weaker than you, but today, I will personally escort you out." Unexpectedly, Li Guanyi shook his head and said, "No need. It's not a good idea for you to escort me out."

Jiang Wanxiang did not deny it.

He quite appreciated what Li Guanyi said about the future that neither of them could see.

But the common people have their own stance, and the noble families under his command support him, so he also has his own stance. He has walked his whole life and has come here, so he absolutely cannot and will not turn back.

The raging storm outside was not even a bit less intense than the brief chess game inside.

The wind was howling, the clouds were pressing down, and the fierce and domineering aura rushed into the sky.

Murong Longtu thrust his sword into the sky, but Jiang Su's spear cut off the sword energy that was as vast as the sky.

The martial arts legend reached out and grabbed the mysterious weapon.

Suddenly, a burst of energy burst out.

An extremely crisp whistle.

This extremely sharp black weapon was unexpectedly knocked away in his hand. He threw away the spear in his hand, and Jiang Su used his fists and palms. Every part of his body seemed to be a weapon, and like a rolling torrent, he knocked away the black weapons.

Murong Longtu was unrestrained, still raising his hand to grab a sword, chopping off the heavy, and then Jiang Su was defeated. The green-robed sword maniac was calm, watching the swords that represented his experience and legends being knocked to the ground.

Then it took off again, as if it knew no fatigue.

Just hovering in the air.

The mysterious soldiers roared, and they used sword moves, souls, and many other magical techniques to the extreme.

Jiang Su said: "The sword maniac controlled ninety-seven mysterious soldiers, roamed the world for two hundred years, and forced back ten thousand troops by himself. Is that all?"

There was finally a hint of arrogance in his tone.

Li Guanyi directly pushed open the window at the highest point of Zhaixing Tower, and then jumped onto the eaves from there. Standing at a high place where everyone was watching, the young man suddenly shouted, "Grandfather, where's the wine?!"

Murong Longtu shook his hand and a pot of wine flew over. The young man grabbed his mother's favorite wine. He held the wine and faced the direction of the distant south of the Yangtze River. As the night passed, the moon set and the sun rose, and the rising sun fell on Li Guanyi's shoulders.

The young man squinted his eyes and felt warm all over. He took the wine and poured it out, and the wine spilled from the highest point to the world.

"Father, mother..."

Li Guanyi looked at the sky in the distance. Today was a sunny day, just like Su Changqing's name. She and Li Wanli's son replaced the tablets of Chen State's ancestors with their own tablets during the grand sacrifice of Chen State, and let the emperor of Chen State burn incense for them.

Then he stood in the highest place in the Ying State Palace and poured wine for them.

What he did seemed ordinary, but if you think about it carefully, his arrogance was no less than Murong Longtu. However, Li Guanyi just hoped that if possible, he could get his parents back.

The aura of peace on your body.

Sword maniac Murong Longtu looked at the young man with a gentle expression, but he thought of his younger self.

He was also alone, his parents were gone, and his entire lineage was slaughtered. He just picked up his sword and walked into the world of martial arts.

Murong Longtu fought all his life, remained undefeated in 300 sword duels, broke through all the sword gates in the world, seized the mysterious weapons, and finally had these ninety-seven mysterious weapons. He was arrogant and thought he was invincible, but the reason he picked up the sword was just a desire to go back to the early days.

At that time, he did not have so many mysterious weapons, nor did he have the reputation of being invincible. He just took a stone and smashed out a wooden sword, waving it and claiming that he was the best in the world. Murong Longtu thought about his past, and in the end he just smiled and said he had no regrets.

In this life, I have never looked back and never regretted.

However, Jian Kuang looked at Jiang Su's arrogant and unbridled behavior, and at the young man's clothes fluttering, and poured wine to thank the world.

When I was young, I always hoped that there would be someone to protect me behind my back.

And now, after two hundred years of absence, the now gray-haired Murong Longtu has fulfilled his youthful wish.

The old man suddenly laughed.

The fifty-seven black weapons suddenly seemed to have lost their control and fell to the ground together.

The sword pierced the ground.

After returning the sword, there was a thrilling and fierce fight. At this moment, the old swordsman, who was now very old, finally returned the last sword.

So Murong Longtu met himself again without the sword.

'Have you become the best swordsman in the world?'

From the simplest to the most complex, now all grudges are gone, and the complexity has returned to one.

happy!

happy! !
There was a clear sound of fifty-seven black weapons falling to the ground, and they all pierced into the ground, which shattered into pieces. The sword maniac pointed his fingers forward, and the sword energy rushed into the sky. The last sword struck the magic weapon armor on Jiang Su's body, and the armor was covered with a surging wave of energy.

This set of supreme divine armor actually shattered!
Jiang Su's invincible physique as a military god was broken, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Murong Longtu stretched out his hand and took all the antidote for Feixue from Jiang Su's waist. He turned around and walked away. The sword maniac's white hair fluttered slightly, but he no longer wielded a sword. Fifty-seven black weapons whistled behind him.

Murong Longtu.

Old age.

Use the sword to enter the legendary realm of martial arts.

(End of this chapter)