Me and my Jianghu Tavern

In other words, only people from Wuchang and Nanshan Sword Sect could fight back and forth with Li Qingfeng.

"Om."

Suddenly I saw, but saw a majestic sword intent coming.

Between the heaven and the earth, there seems to be an extra sword that reaches the sky, standing right in front of everyone's eyes.

Under this sword intent, everyone felt a little difficult to breathe.

But only in an instant, that sword intent began to withdraw and gradually diminished.

But the remaining prestige remains undiminished.

"Huh?" The dozen or so people in the melee were stunned for a moment and stopped.

They headed in one direction.

Gu Qingshan froze for a moment, looked at Chiyu in his hand, and saw Chiyu trembling, as if attracted by something.

"Buzzing."

Not only Gu Qingshan, but also the sword in Jian Nantian's hand was trembling, and the Youlan sword in Hu Qianxing's hand was also trembling. Mo Wushuang was also a little puzzled looking at the trembling software in his hand.

Only Li Qingfeng looked at the source of this sword intent with a frown.

"This is, what's wrong?" Gu Qing Shan asked in confusion.

Yu Linglong frowned, clenched the sword in her hand, and looked in the direction from which the sword intent came.

"Such sword intent..." Li Qingfeng murmured, as if he felt a little unbelievable.

"Whose sword intent is this?" Mo Wushuang asked with a frown.

Wuchang shook his head lightly, he didn't know whose sword intent belonged to him, he recognized Nangong Yixian's sword intent, it was definitely not Nangong Yixian's sword intent.

"That direction..." Tang Hao frowned, and said, "Nangong Yixian may have had an accident."

Shen Gongjiu raised his head and looked at Wuchang.

Wuchang did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately said: "Let's go."

This time we can't fight anymore, the people of Nanshan Sword Sect can't afford to lose, they must go outside the city gate as soon as possible.

The six performed lightness kung fu and rushed out of the city immediately.

"Go there." Li Qingfeng slashed out with a sword.

Seeing that Wuchang turned around and slapped his palm, "Break!"

The sword energy was instantly dispersed.

Li Qingfeng frowned, and thought to himself: "This person actually kept his hand just now."

It's really not easy for the young master of the Tianxiahui to fight with him at the half-step sword heart realm and still stay behind.

"Cut his way, cut him!" Jian Nantian said in a deep voice.

Jian Nantian slashed out with a sword, Yu Linglong raised her eyebrows lightly, stepped up and swung a sword, Chiyu in Gu Qingshan's hand slashed out a sword light, and Kuaijian Jingleihu Qianjian also slashed out a sword.

"Buzzing."

The four sword lights rushed towards the six people from the Demon Sect.

"The Immortal in the Palm." But Wuchang turned his head and sent out afterimages with both hands, making more than ten palms one after another.

"Boom boom boom."

The sword light was blocked by Wuchang alone.

Li Qingfeng frowned, and only then did he know where Wuchang came from to dare to fight him.

With this kind of palm strength and internal strength, even if the realm is not as good as Jianxian, he can still go back and forth with him. Moreover, Wuchang seemed to be holding back just now.

Wuchang blocked Li Qingfeng's one sword strike, and then blocked four more sword sword strikes. He turned his head, performed his strange lightness kung fu, and turned into an afterimage to follow.

"That palm technique seems a bit weird." Jian Nantian frowned.

Li Qingfeng also noticed that the palm technique seemed to be not only propelled by internal force, it seemed to give Li Qingfeng a weird feeling when it was cast, but he didn't know where the weirdness was.

"Let's go and have a look first." Li Qingfeng said.

He was also a little curious as to who the sword intent outside the city gate came from.

Gu Qingshan was silent, but thought of some possibilities, he was wondering if it might be Brother Zhang.

He was a little puzzled, why Brother Zhang followed that strange monk when he was in Jiangling, but now he appeared in Chang'an again.

Now the only way to find out is to go and see.

.........

Outside the gate of Chang'an City.

Zhang Ming came back to his senses, took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Monk Nian An and asked, "What happened just now?"

He was a little puzzled.

Monk Nian'an did not speak.

But he saw that Nangong Yixian's forehead was covered with sweat stains, as if he saw some horrible scene.

Nangong Yixian took a deep breath, cupped his hands to Zhang Ming and said, "Thank you, senior."

Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, what did he do?

Why did Nangong Yixian want to thank him?

Just now he was brought into memory by monk Nian'an's eyes, not his memory, but Ximen Chuuxue's memory, and Ximen Chuuxue's obsession still exists in Zhang Ming's consciousness.

At that moment, Zhang Ming seemed to be the real Ximen Chuuxue.

And that sword intent also came from Zhang Ming.

Sword intent from the peerless swordsman, Ximen Chuuxue.

Zhang Ming ignored Nangong Yixian, looked at Nian An instead, and asked, "Monk, can I learn your secret technique?"

But he was very clear about the changes in Nangong Yixianji.

He fought Li Qingfeng, and his sword heart was broken.

But he discovered a bigger problem, the heart of the sword was broken, and the original five flying swords became six.

But he practiced the five-element swordsmanship, and now that he had an extra sword heart that disturbed his mind, he didn't know what to do.

That's why Monk Nian'an said that just now.

It's just that Nangong Yixian didn't expect that the person in front of him who was not even older than him had such sword intent, and it was also because of his sword intent that suppressed his sword heart and gave him time to breathe.

Chapter 217: The Flying Immortal

Nian An had seen the art of controlling the sword a hundred years ago, and besides, he went to Jiange Sword Mountain to seek the Wuyue sword box. Except for the man a hundred years ago, no one knew the art of controlling the sword better than him.

Distracted from sword cultivation.

One heart scores points, the more refined the sword heart is, the more flying swords can be controlled, and because of this, the harder it is for a sword master to achieve the way of the sword.

It should be a sword with one heart, but it is divided into several parts.

That great general went the wrong way back then, and was distracted four or seven times. He, who should have become a sword fairy, also lost this opportunity.

Because of this, he did not pass on the skill of controlling the sword.

Nian An still remembers what "he" said back then: "The way of the sword should be endless, but the art of controlling the sword is a boundless method. Seventy years of sword comprehension, the heart of the sword is divided into four or seven, but only four Seven... has already seen the end."

Life is a sword, but the swordsman sees the end of the way of the sword.

This is his greatest regret.

It was also on that night that Jianxin was broken.

The octogenarian swordsman sat withered on the top of the city, without breath.

.........

The same is true of Nangong Yixian today, he is only distracted now, it is too early to say these things, but if he continues to practice, he will also follow the old path of the people of the past.

Li Qingfeng smashed his five flying swords with one strike, Nangong Yixian's swordsmanship was advanced, but he was distracted into six, at that moment, he understood, so he left and did not stay anymore.

Today, the problems with him are enormous.

"Let me ask you, where did you learn the skill of controlling the sword?" Monk Nian'an asked.

Nangong Yixian replied: "Nanshan Sword Sect's Zangshu Pavilion is a student, but... the elders of the sect regard it as a taboo."

"It should be a taboo." Nian An said again: "The art of controlling the sword is an endless road. I think you have understood a little bit since you practiced."

Nangong Yixian was a little confused for a while, why didn't he know the disadvantages of this technique of controlling the sword.

He raised his head and asked, "Is there a way to achieve both?"

Nian An shook his head in denial.

If there is a method of both, this skill of controlling the sword will not have been seen in the world for a hundred years, otherwise the Nanshan Sword Sect would not regard it as a taboo.

Nangong Yixian lowered his head, as if he felt a little regretful about it.

"Since you regret it, why do you want to learn it again?" Zhang Ming asked.

Since the Nanshan Sword School regards the art of controlling the sword as a taboo, it must not be learned, but Nangong Yixian has learned it, and it is only his own choice.

Nangong Yixian shook his head, "Senior, I have never regretted it. I just want to pass on the skill of controlling the sword, instead of placing it in the corner of the library and covering it with thick dust like it is now."

He paused, and his voice became low: "...Your life is only a few dozen years, if you can find the end of this art of controlling the sword, you will have no regrets."

Zhang Ming nodded and said, "You can see clearly."

Zhang Ming experienced Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue from memory, and understood their swordsmanship, either pure or full of other emotions, but in Zhang Ming's opinion, this is not the best choice.

Swordsmen should not be alone, they can only be described as indifferent.

The situation in this world should be seen quickly, instead of treating oneself as an emotionless sword, becoming rotten and old.

In this way, what is the difference with the servant under the sword.

But at this moment, Nangong Yixian raised his head, looked at Zhang Ming and said, "Senior, can I see your sword?"

Zhang Ming looked at him, wondering if he should refuse.

He is not a swordsman himself, he can only fight for Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng, but it is not Zhang Ming.

"I don't know swords, but I can show you other people's swords."

.........

On the tower, someone looked down.

Seeing someone holding a jade sword in that field, that person raised his head slightly, glanced at the sword in his hand, and seemed to be a little hesitant.

"No killing intent." Wuchang frowned.

He saw Nangong Yixian, but there was no killing intent in that scene, so he didn't go any further, but stood on the tower, explaining where it was.

"It looks like he's fine." Tang Hao smiled.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng and the others chased after them, and climbed up the tower one after another, only to see Wuchang standing side by side on the tower.

Wuchang turned his head, glanced at them, but turned his head without saying a word.

Li Qingfeng took a step forward, not knowing what happened.

He looked down.

"That's..." Li Qingfeng froze for a moment.

The man holding the jade sword, dressed in white, raised his head and swung his sword towards Tian Tian.

The temperament of that person gave people a feeling of being elegant and dusty like a fairy.

He didn't do anything, just stood there quietly by himself.

But it feels like this, he is the only one left in the world.

Nangong Yixian looked at this person, slightly dazed, he didn't know why a person changed so much after such a short moment.