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Chapter 285 The End of Murong Longtu
The old man in green laughed wildly, and even with the body of a red dragon, it seemed that he could not stop him. He was suppressed and fell downwards. A dragon roared, and in just one move, Murong Longtu was repelled, and the red dragon disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Ji Zichang's body became stiff.

Chen Dingye and Jiang Wanxiang looked at this scene. Even they, who regarded the world as majestic and far superior to the martial arts world, felt that in the midst of all the wars and heroes of the ages, the so-called martial arts world was just a small puddle. At this moment, the only word left in their minds was "crazy".

The world is small and not worth mentioning!
But in this battle, this martial arts madman has elevated the word "jianghu" to a level higher than the sky!

The next moment, the eight thousand year old red dragon, who was regarded as the god of the country by the people of the Central Plains, lowered his eyes and said something that shocked hundreds of thousands of people in the Central Plains. The ancient red dragon lowered his eyes and looked at the young man playing the zither, and said in a desolate voice:
"Li Guanyi, I came here as you promised."

"I'm afraid I'm going to break my promise today."

The voice was vast and powerful, and it slowly fell. At this moment, after the old man in green stepped on the divine dragon, this pair of grandfather and grandson once again plunged the entire Zhongzhou Imperial City into silence.

Order Chilong to keep the appointment?
It was just like the Red Emperor from eight hundred years ago had resurrected!
Jiang Wanxiang said word by word:

"To accept Li Guanyi's invitation?"

Some of the common people seemed to be unconcerned about the general situation in the world, and were just curious about who Li Guanyi was. However, they saw that on the battlefield, the red dragon was looking at Murong Longtu, and seemed to have some human emotions. With a long roar, it shook the old man away, and then flew into the sky on the red clouds:

"Eight hundred years of ups and downs in the world, I am now somewhat interested."

"Murong Longtu."

"Today, I will defeat you!!"

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the four directions, causing chaos in the sky. The scales on the red dragon's body lit up layer by layer, and the dragon's tail swung, stirring up a violent storm, which smashed down heavily towards the old swordsman.

The old swordsman raised his hand, and trees, flowers, and willow leaves flew up one after another. It seemed as if a bridge had appeared between heaven and earth, and all things in the world seemed to have turned into long swords.

Murong Longtu uses the universe as his sword and challenges the ancient red dragon to a fight!
The masters all had to retreat, and the martial artists could no longer hold back, unable to endure the treatment of watching from afar, so they angrily raised their weapons and came over here. For a moment, there was chaos, and the sound of the piano in Li Guanyi's hand became mixed.

Grandfather, Master, Great Grandfather...

At this moment, a sinister and sharp aura suddenly burst out, and a figure came straight towards Li Guanyi. The man's body movements were agile and erratic, and it was obvious that he had a strong cultivation level.

However, he took advantage of the time when Jian Kuang, the world's top master, invited him to a challenge in order to take Li Guanyi's life.

Li Guanyi has offended too many people.

He himself didn't know who would come to kill him.

In such a chaotic time, who can tell clearly?

There are many heroic generals who have looked down upon all on the battlefield, but have left their army and armor and died at the hands of people in the martial arts world. The assassin's eyes were cold and calm, and he fixed his eyes on the young man who was said to be of a low level and had managed to survive.

This man's sword is very experienced.

He had killed many people for the sake of the royal family, some of whom were talented people valued by the young emperor. Today was no exception. By killing this person, he would be able to gain the attention of one of the only two remaining old seniors in the royal family.

Wealth and glory are within your reach.

He saw clearly—

Sword maniac Murong Longtu is eager to fight, and he is confronting the legend of martial arts, the ancient red dragon.

Even the best and most unrivaled person in the world could not react at this moment.

Moreover, I heard that the grand master of the fortune-telling lineage of the three secular sects in the palace said that after the battle today, even if Murong Longtu did not die under the siege of all the masters in the world, he would probably die of old age on the spot.

He naturally didn't have to worry about any retaliation later.

As for Li Guanyi.

Li Guanyi has a very bad fate.

The last person with such a miserable fate was said to have lost his father at a young age, his mother when he was still young, his teacher when he was older, his grandfather soon after, his wife when he was middle-aged, and his son when he was old. He was born to be unlucky and alone, so he had no choice but to linger on in this chaotic world.

It would be better to die!
Change it for me to have wealth and glory!

The assassin had calculated everything, the timing, the escape route, and even the chaotic aura at the moment. It would be difficult to restore who did the killing after it happened, but he had not calculated one thing.

His sword stabbed crookedly.

The leader of the Qilin Army, who was said to be at the second level of heaven, played the piano for just a moment, and somehow, he used the soft strings to block so many swords. The assassin's heart tightened and his martial arts skills suddenly increased.

Realm, the sixth heaven.

Martial arts practice - "Red Dragon Guards the Nine Provinces"!
The piano sounds chaotic.

But the next moment, the young man playing the piano stood up and stretched out his hand.

Five fingers stretched out and grasped the assassin's cheek.

Get up and pace.

There is no use of releasing internal energy at all.

Pure brute force!

The cheek of this powerful assassin was directly pressed against the wall of the academy next to him. The flesh on his face seemed to be embedded in it. Finally, the wall of the academy was shattered, the sound of the piano trembled, and the last sound was harsh, and then the strings broke together.

The assassin's face was covered in mud.

"Good boy, this is the so-called second heaven?!"

The assassin's body shook and he separated. He exerted his strength to shake off Li Guanyi's palm and turned back.

The young man in the blue Taoist robe clenched his fist and took a step forward.

His muscles and bones made crisp sounds.

What martial arts?
What move?
What Dharma image?
Just one punch!
He hit the assassin's abdomen fiercely, then turned his wrist and burst out with strong energy, smashing the assassin's internal energy armor into pieces and knocking the latter back. His body was stiff, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and he could not move. Li Guan stood up and stretched out his right hand.

The low sound is the solemn roar of steel.

Strands of golden light spread outward along Li Guanyi's palm, turning into a dark golden long handle and the mouth of a tiger. Li Guanyi walked towards the assassin who had fallen to the ground and whose aura was interrupted.

It was clearly just a Taoist robe that had been starched to a whitish color, but at this moment it seemed to have turned into a helmet and armor.

Li Guanyi swung the halberd in his hand horizontally to one side.

The harsh sound of weapons clashing.

The second assassin appeared.

He was a gentle-looking storyteller who had come to watch the battle between the sword maniac and behaved normally. However, he suddenly attacked at the critical moment and rushed towards Li Guanyi. However, he never expected that he would be stopped by this halberd.

There was still golden light spreading above the tiger's mouth.

It turned into a sharp and eerie spear.

While this change is happening, the opponent's assassination weapon is cut off.

Li Guanyi raised his head. In his eyes, there was a great battle going on. Many of the Dharma images turned to look at him with a hint of blood in their eyes. So that's how it was. His great-grandfather invited him to fight in the martial arts world, but Li Guanyi was the one that all the heroes in the world wanted to kill.

"It's also very good."

The magic weapon appeared, Li Guanyi suddenly turned around and twisted his waist, and the Tiger Roaring Sky Halberd suddenly drew an arc of light. In just a moment, he swung it up and chopped it down, and blood appeared on the edge of the halberd.

With just one strike, the fifth-level assassin's weapon was cut in half.

The halberd split his neck and then embedded itself into the ground.

Li Guanyi raised his right foot and stepped downwards.

He stepped directly on the back of the assassin he had previously repelled.

The internal energy circulated and changed, turning into armor, which spread down from the boy's body layer by layer. The moment he stepped down, it turned into combat boots, and he stepped the assassin into the ground fiercely. He leaned over and grabbed the assassin at the moment of avoiding the crossbow arrow.

Then he stretched out his arms, picked up the assassin, and pushed him backwards.

The assassin's neck was stuck on the sharp blade of the halberd.

In just one move, the head fell to the ground.

Blood spurted onto the ground, and the momentum instantly became fierce.

The atmosphere among the assassins around suddenly became stagnant. Li Guanyi stood up and looked at the group of assassins over there. There were old men, gentle women, scholars, vendors, and even children, Taoists, and monks.

It is said in the underworld that monks, Taoists, women, the elderly and children should not be messed with.

Today they are all together.

"It seems that there are many people who want to kill me."

"It seems that you all chose today to kill me."

"It seems like you are really afraid of my great-grandfather."

Li Guan kicked the body of the assassin away, and his right hand fell on the halberd. The military aura was terrifying, as if it had turned into a white tiger, and slowly stepped beside him. Li Guan said, "You are not afraid of me."

"I was planning to kill you with my halberd, but I won't use it today. It's not cost-effective..." The young man lowered his eyes and raised his hand with the Tiger Roaring Halberd in his hand.

Suddenly, from above the nine heavens, there were sounds of swords and dragon roars. A stream of red light pierced through layers of thick sea of ​​clouds and fell from the sky.

In an instant, the red dragon's fire pierced through the sky!

The sword light was like a cloud, piercing directly through the head of an assassin who looked like a scholar.

The ground cracked, and the sword energy rushed into the sky. The ground was torn into sharp cuts by the sword energy. Li Guanyi had already walked forward, stretched out his right hand, and grasped the hilt of the Scarlet Sky Sword. There was a bit of dignity between his eyebrows, and he said:
"I don't bother to ask who wants to kill me."

"I don't want to waste any more words with you. If you want to kill me, then come and die!"

He drew out the sword, and the long sword was filled with a sharp and ferocious aura.

"Li Guanyi has only spent three days learning Murong Longtu's moves."

"Today, Li Guanyi will kill you with Murong Longtu's sword."

"Everyone, please."

The sword in Li Guanyi's hand was unleashed, which was exactly the swordsmanship of the Murong family. During these three days, he had learned some sword moves by looking at those scrolls. The assassins had originally misjudged Li Guanyi's martial arts.

Tu Shengyuan was dumbfounded.

The old swordsman above the nine heavens holds his sword against the legend, while the young swordsman above the earth holds his sword against the rivers and lakes. But they are clearly holding swords and using the same weapons. In a trance, they seem like one person!
Old people, young people, enter the world and leave it.

You are old and I am still young.

You are out there.

I entered the martial arts world. In the nine heavens, I am the only Murong.

The sword energy is long!
In an instant, it was as if the sword came out from above and below at the same time. Tu Shengyuan's body was stiff, not daring to move, staring at the scene intently, almost as if he was drunk. On the contrary, the white-haired old Siming turned around, leaning his back against the wall, not watching the scene, but just smiling and lowering his eyes, as if he saw the resolute young man two hundred years ago, and whispered:
"Crossing Xiaoxiang."

The sword light is as bright as the rain in Xiaoxiang.

The upper ones can break dragon scales, and the lower ones can destroy weapons.

Old Siming closed his eyes, seemed to be nostalgic, and shook his head:

"Spring breeze from the south of the Yangtze River."

The moves of the old man and the young man seemed to follow the trend. When the old man recited the fifth sword move, the sky and the earth were all filled with brilliant sword lights. Sima Ming murmured, "An old man and a young man, one left and the other came."

"You two, do you really want to take over the world?"

Eighteen states of Jiangnan, Murong family.

The plain wooden sword suddenly lit up.

This wooden sword has been placed here for a long time. Murong Qiu Shui wanted to use the sound of the piano to awaken the sword spirit of the wooden sword, but he always failed. The wooden sword just placed there, plainly, letting the wind blow, the birds fly over, the wind and rain blow, just plainly.

Sometimes, even Murong Qiushui doubted whether the strange phenomenon of the sword before was just her own fault. However, she still played the zither every day, using her own skills to catalyze the sword, but to no avail.

But on this day, when Murong Qiu Shui knew that it was Murong Longtu who challenged her to a battle in the martial arts world, she no longer had the heart to play the piano. She was flustered and the music must have become chaotic. She only thought about the past and the tall old man hugging her.

When the trees were full of fruits, he would let himself sit on his back to pick flowers. The swordsman also lowered his head and used his dexterous hands to weave garlands and made sturdy toys for himself to play with.

In the past, I only thought that my grandfather was the strongest swordsman in the world.

But at this moment, all the past events came to my mind one by one, and I realized.

The strongest swordsman in the world is his grandfather.

He thought that all the things in the past were almost forgotten, but at this moment they were so vivid and unbelievable that even someone with a personality like Murong Qiu Shui couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and shed tears. He raised his hand to wipe them away, but suddenly he heard the sound of wind.

The wind sounded slightly, as sharp as the sound of a sword and as gentle as the sound of a sword.

The old man once made a wind chime out of a broken sword. When the wind blew through it, it sounded like the sound of thousands of swords chiming together. This was named [Relative Echo]. Murong Qiu Shui liked it very much when he was young, but as he grew older, he no longer remembered it.

At this moment, the sound of the sword is like the wind chime that was lost in youth.

Murong Qiu Shui was in a trance. He staggered to his feet and ran towards the direction where the voice came from.

But they saw the wooden sword vibrating under the tree. The Murong family members who had already gathered around had surprise on their faces, but they did not dare to get close. The swords kept ringing, but when they saw Murong Qiu Shui coming, they suddenly stopped.

It seemed like he wanted to see the woman for the last time.

Then, the sword began to ring, and a sharp energy rushed into the sky.

The Nu elder of Kunlun Sword Sect who had offended Li Guanyi had originally come here with Yan Daiqing from the State of Chen. He was here to protect Murong Qiu Shui, but suddenly he heard a sword sound so clear that it made his scalp tingle.

The old swordsman ran out with the sword in his arms.

"Where can such a divine weapon be found?"

But all I saw was a wooden sword making a long sound.

The wooden sword whistled several times around Murong Qiu Shui. The woman, who was usually free and easy-going, burst into tears for some reason. She stood there crying like a tearful person. The next moment, the wooden sword soared into the sky.

The sound of swords rang out incessantly throughout the city.

The Eighteen Prefectures of Jiangnan are extremely far away from the Zhongzhou Imperial City. It would take more than a month to get there by water. At this moment, the sound of swords rose into the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds above the sky seemed to be torn apart in an instant.

The wooden sword transformed from a physical entity into aura and flew away from the south of the Yangtze River.

Elder Nu's expression suddenly changed, he couldn't believe it:

"The divine weapon is upgraded?"

This sword seemed to penetrate Jiangnan and Zhongzhou, and wherever it went, swords were unsheathed.

In the Zhongzhou Imperial City, there was a fierce battle. The roar of dragons continued above the nine heavens, and Li Guanyi's body was stained with some blood. However, the assassins who fell around him were almost frightened out of their wits. They tried their best and left some marks on the young man's body.

But this scar seemed to be healed in the blink of an eye? !

Murong Longtu was a monster, and his great-grandson was also a monster. Li Guanyi finally pierced this most difficult guy with the Scarlet Sky Sword. When the man was dying, he begged for mercy: "It's not that we want to be your enemy, it's, it's..."

Li Guanyi said: "They are the royal family of the imperial city, and the noble family of the world."

The man's expression froze, and then became more panicked.

Li Guanyi said: "I will go find them."

"Tell those twenty-three assassins that they are on the road to the underworld."

"Wait for them."

With just one strike, he held the Chixiao sword as if it were a butcher knife, piercing the man's throat and nailing him to the ground. He then turned around and swung the sword, learning from his experience and cutting off his head.

The blood flowed into the ground, and Li Guanyi's injuries slowly healed, but he was very unhappy in his heart. After coming to the Zhongzhou Imperial City, Li Guanyi kept his sword close, hid his claws, and suppressed his temperament when doing many things.

He just hopes to resolve the matter peacefully.

But it seemed that those people in the royal family really thought that Li Guanyi was kind and could be deceived.

This battle was the most satisfying one for the old man.

Even if they wait until their great-grandfather Murong Longtu leaves the world before taking action.

Li Guanyi can understand it.

The struggles in this world have always been like this, there is no reason for it, but now that the old man has accepted the challenge, these old clan members can no longer hold back, they are shrewd and extremely smart, they feel that the general trend of everything is under their control.

Take advantage of this "great opportunity" to assassinate Li Guanyi on the street.

Li Guanyi held the Chixiao Sword and looked towards the palace.

But at this time, the roar of dragons continued above the nine heavens, and the red dragon actually fell down a little. The God of War, Taoist Master, Master of Formation, Living Buddha, King Su, Mozi, Zi Yang, and Su Yue all fell down one after another, each occupying one of the positions of the eight trigrams.

The martial artists in the martial arts world stared at the chaotic battle with wide eyes.

They couldn't tell who was taller or shorter, they just gritted their teeth and watched the fight as if they were risking their lives.

To be honest, it's not easy to survive in this world. There are traps everywhere and it's not fun. Washing clothes every day makes my scalp tingle. I don't know where to squeeze out the daily food expenses. The most painful thing is that the sword is not well protected and has rusted to death, and I can't even pull it out.

Jianghu? What a bullshit Jianghu. It's just a bunch of boring people who don't want to be dogs and come out to wander around.

When people hear that he is a man of the world, few of them look up to him. He is not one of those martial arts masters. Masters are comfortable whether they are in the world or not, but the world of ordinary people is just about the daily necessities of life, and they are looked down upon by everyone. At such times, the wanderers like to find something to do.

Whether it's a ranking list or a list of worldly masters, there has to be some interest in it to avoid being boring.

But when I got here and saw this battle.

These martial artists in the martial arts world feel that there is still some interest in this world.

The sword maniac seemed to have said something again, and then the five palace masters and three legends looked at each other, put aside their respective demeanor as masters, and actually used their own unique methods to attack together.

The God of War holds a gun, the leader of the formation opens the formation, and behind Dao Zong, yin and yang rotate.

The Su King laughed loudly, the giant carried a sword, the Taoist master played the piano, and the Living Buddha chanted scriptures.

The heroes in the martial arts world felt that it would be worth it even if they died here.

The martial artists in the martial arts world felt that the martial arts world had reached its limit here.

They suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to drink the wine mixed with water and get drunk.

But in the distance, the clouds dispersed, and suddenly a sword sound rose into the sky. A wooden sword fell from the sky. All the swords in the city were ringing, as if they were about to be unsheathed. The whole city was filled with the sound of swords ringing, and the momentum was so great, but the swordsman in the green shirt and white hair just smiled and shook his head.

He did not use the wooden sword that came from Jiangnan.

He just tried his best to fight against all the great martial arts figures of the past eight hundred years in the Ninth Heaven and to confront the Red Dragon.

It feels so good!

It is unclear who will win or lose in this final confrontation.

The people in the martial arts world looked up and saw the eight top martial arts figures falling down, while the red dragon was circling. A crack appeared on the dragon's horn, and it was almost broken. There was some pain in the dragon's roar.

The old man in green stretched out his hand and grasped the sword that came from Jiangnan.

This sword is two hundred and thirteen years late.

This sword spans more than 13,000 miles.

But Murong Longtu no longer needs a sword.

It’s too late.

But when he stretched out his hand and brushed the wooden sword, he looked back at his life. In this life, he had been undefeated. Later, in the vast world of Jianghu, he found it more and more boring. Now when he thought about it, the most exciting time in this world was more than two hundred years ago.

At that time, he had not yet entered the martial arts world. He was just a child. He made this wooden sword by hammering stones. In his eyes, the martial arts world was vast and boundless. The old swordsman lowered his eyes and looked at the martial artists all over the city. He smiled, chuckled, and finally just laughed out loud.

Sword maniac, raise your sword again!

This time, the old swordsman's divine power locked onto the rangers all over the city!

An old man, resembling the wildness of youth, he just raised his sword and pointed it at the martial artists one by one. Among those martial artists who had fought in the martial arts world, the timid ones dropped their weapons, but the heroic ones took a step forward, and the old man laughed heartily.

Later generations recorded the old sword maniac's last words of that day.

"Jiang Hu, take my sword!"

The old sword maniac thrust out a sword.

He and all the wandering knights in the city exchanged moves.

Then he turned around and threw the wooden sword in his hand.

Murong Longtu entered the martial arts world by killing others.

Murong Longtu emerged from the martial arts world with a sword.

The world is so big.

Grow old in just one day.

(End of this chapter)