Me and my Jianghu Tavern

This fast horse rushed into Chang'an City, galloped on the streets of Chang'an, and headed for the Dachen Palace, no one dared to stop it.

He finally entered the palace, and the moment he got off the horse, the horse finally collapsed on the ground exhausted, and the man rushed towards the Qingping Palace alone without paying attention to the horse.

"Urgent report!" The man had already lost his energy and crawled into the Qingping Hall. He raised his head and said, "My lord, the Xuzhou rebellion, the Xuzhou rebellion..."

On the dragon chair, Xiao Qian frowned, a little in disbelief: "What did you say!?"

.........

After occupying Xuzhou City, the Demon Sect recruited troops everywhere. People in this world are always driven by profit, as long as they have enough money, they can buy lives.

Just in this land of Xuzhou, in just a few days, the Tianxing Army has grown from a little over ten thousand at the beginning to a scale of 3 now. It's so fast, it's really amazing.

In the Jiangfu, there was also a layer of gloom.

Such an accident happened in Xuzhou City, all eleven rich merchants were in trouble, only the Jiang family survived, and the servants in Jiang's mansion were all in panic, for fear that the rebels from outside would rush into the mansion.

On the edge of the pond in the backyard, Jiang Rou picked up the stones on the ground and threw them into the pond, causing splashes. She propped her chin and sighed, "The atmosphere in the mansion is getting more and more depressing."

Zhang Bo stood behind her silently.

Jiang Rou was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Uncle Zhang and said, "Uncle Zhang, why don't you take me out for a stroll."

People in the mansion were panicked, all had sullen faces, her father still didn't let her out of the mansion, the longer she stayed, the more depressed she felt, so she wanted to go out for a walk.

"Master, tell me, miss, you can't leave the house," Zhang Bo said.

Jiang Rou sighed, she didn't have any hope, she just sighed.

In the courtyard of Jiang Mansion, Zhang Ming and Jiang He sat opposite each other, looking at each other.

Su Tan and Butler Min stood outside the courtyard, they didn't bother them, they just watched quietly.

Jiang He withdrew his sword intent, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where's your sword intent?"

"I lost it." Zhang Ming replied.

"lost?"

Jiang He paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "If you don't have sword intent, can you still be called a swordsman?"

Zhang Ming showed an indifferent attitude, spread his hands and said with a smile: "It wasn't originally."

"You want to compare swords with me, but you don't even have sword intent, so what's the use of competing?"

Jiang He was puzzled. The temptation between swordsmen could determine the outcome between the sword intents. If there is no sword intent, then what is the comparison.

"Just want to try." Zhang Ming said.

Although Jiang He felt that there was nothing comparable, since Zhang Ming insisted on giving it a try, he would not be stingy. After all, Zhang Ming cured his daughter's illness.

"In that case..." Jiang He nodded, raised his head and asked, "What about your sword?"

"Here." Zhang Ming smiled and saw his wrist flip.

A jade sword was drawn from his sleeve and stood on his left side.

There was another sound of the sword coming out of its sheath, and the Jiuzi sword turned into a shock and stood on his right side.

Two swords hang in the air.

"The art of controlling the sword." Jiang He suddenly became interested when he saw this scene. He had seen this art of controlling the sword many years ago, but he didn't know what the man was like now.

Jiang He held up the scabbard, pointed it at Zhang Ming, and said, "The scabbard is enough."

Zhang Ming nodded slightly. It wasn't Jiang He's self-confidence, but the Sword Intent of Life, which paid attention to life and death. It is estimated that Jiang He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back, so as not to accidentally injure him.

"Be careful." Zhang Ming said.

Outside the courtyard, seeing the two of them standing up, Steward Min couldn't help frowning, looked sideways at Su Tan and said, "Miss Su, we have to step back further."

"Okay." Su Tan agreed when he heard this.

In the courtyard, the breeze swayed.

Sword intent gushed out of Jiang He's body, and even the wind seemed to stop for a while.

"Yu Ruyi, go."

As soon as Zhang Ming raised his hand, Yu Ruyi turned into a frightened bird and walked towards Jiang He.

Jiang He frowned, raised the scabbard in his hand, and blocked the flying sword.

"Ding."

Immediately after turning the scabbard, there was only a crisp sound, and the jade sword was thrown out.

"Yu Ruyi, cut off the way back."

"Wine word sword, cut off the way forward."

"go with!"

When Zhang Ming raised his hand and dropped his hand, the jade sword that was blown away by Jiang He flew upside down and went around to the back of Jiang He, while the Jiuzi sword attacked Jiang He head-on.

Jiang He stretched out a finger and pointed towards the Jiuzi sword that was attacking him in front of him.

As if there were eyes growing on the back, the scabbard in the right hand moved to the back, blocking the jade sword.

I saw Jiang He's complexion darkened, and he yelled softly: "Break!"

With a shock, both flying swords were knocked back.

Even Jiang He's protective stellar energy didn't break through at all, and the sword energy that was born was wiped out by Jiang He's stellar energy after reaching Jiang He's body.

Zhang Ming thought to himself, maybe this is the gap.

He is a half-baked swordsman, although he has the mold of two peerless swordsmen, but he can't master the usage of the sword.

Zhang Ming paused and took half a step forward.

With a touch of his fingertips, the two flying swords stopped for a moment, and turned into two streamers again, attacking Jiang He.

This time, there is no previous method.

The skill of controlling the sword is flexible and changeable, so that people can't guess the direction and intention of the sword.

The two flying swords surrounded Jiang He's body. Jiang He raised his eyebrows and stepped back half a step, but the two flying swords were chasing after him, sticking out a sword from time to time.

Jiang He could only resist, but another sword would suddenly stick out at this moment, and Jiang He had no choice but to dodge.

If a hit is missed, the two flying swords will dodge and look for another chance.

Jiang He looked up at Zhang Ming, he shook his head and sighed, "Two handles are not enough."

The skill of controlling the sword is indeed troublesome, but it is only for a small number of people. Facing Jiang He, two flying swords are not enough at all.

"Break again."

Jiang He stretched out a finger, the fingertips were surrounded by aura, and this finger precisely hit the blade of the flying jade sword.

With a crisp sound, Yu Ruyi was sent flying.

I also saw Jiang He flicking the scabbard in his hand casually.

"Ding."

It seemed random, but the scabbard hit the wine sword, and the wine sword flew upside down.

He broke the two flying swords casually.

Chapter 336: Jiang Hehaomai

"jingle."

The two flying swords landed on the stone slabs in the courtyard, making two crisp sounds in succession.

These two swords were originally alive, but at this moment they seemed to be dead, without any movement.

Looking at the two flying swords that fell on the ground, Zhang Ming sighed in his heart. Perhaps this is the gap. The skill of controlling swords is difficult to understand, but it is futile in the face of absolute strength.

It made him even more curious about Jiang and this person. When Zhang Ming hadn't reached the level of a master, he could use two flying swords to defeat a master in the level of a master.

But now in front of Jiang He, it was useless, but with a flick of his finger, the skill of controlling the sword was broken.

"come back."

As soon as Zhang Ming waved his hand, the two flying swords that fell on the ground fell into his hands.

Jiang He put down the scabbard and asked, "Is there any more competition?"

In his opinion, this skill of controlling the sword can't even break through his protective energy, and there is no need to compare it any more.

Zhang Ming pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "The last sword."

If the skill of controlling the sword is not good, then he has to hold the sword himself.

"Okay." Jiang He nodded slightly.

He didn't find it annoying, but just wanted Zhang Ming to recognize himself. If he wanted to cultivate to the top in the way of swordsmanship, sword intent was indispensable. Now that Zhang Ming didn't have sword intent, he couldn't win no matter what.

Zhang Ming took half a step back.

With a wave of his arm, Yu Ruyi turned into a streamer and fell into his sleeve, and was then taken into the system space by Zhang Ming.

Holding a wine word sword.

Standing in this garden.

Zhang Ming glanced sideways at the Jiuzi sword in his hand, looked at Jiang He, and said calmly: "I have a sword, and the world calls it a sword that is not like a sword in the world. If you call it by name, you will be a flying fairy."

Jiang He was holding the scabbard, waiting for Zhang Ming to draw the sword.

But when Zhang Ming raised his hand, the sword came out in shock.

This sword is called Flying Immortal Outside the Sky.

It was also the stunningly beautiful sword that swept across the sky outside Chang'an City.

Jiang He paused, but his face changed drastically.

Obviously, Jiang He did not expect such a sword.

"Zheng!"

The long sword was unsheathed, but Jiang He didn't use the scabbard to resist anymore, because he knew that he couldn't stop this sword light with the scabbard.

"Spring comes and everything wakes up." Jiang He swung his sword.

This sword, like winter and spring, revives everything.

It seems to have the power of all things, the life of living beings.

In an instant, everything in the courtyard was covered with sharp edges, leaving only these two sword lights.

In the distance, Butler Min and Su Tan were startled by these two sword lights, inexplicably feared in their hearts, and took half a step back.

But I saw that the flowers and plants in the courtyard were blown up by the breeze, and once they were blown, they were cut in half. It was not wind at all, but the waves caused by the sword energy drifting out of the two sword lights.

When the sword light faded, the courtyard had turned into a bare area.

But I saw the two standing upright in the courtyard, as if nothing happened.

Jiang He was very surprised. The sword of Flying Immortal Flying Outside the Sky just now didn't have the slightest sword intent, but it put him under a little pressure. If he didn't draw his sword in time, he really couldn't stop this sword.

"What a flying fairy." Jiang He sighed silently in his heart.

A strand of hair fell.

Zhang Ming paused for a moment, reached out to catch the strand of black hair, and said with a helpless smile, "Patriarch Jiang is the best."

At this moment, Jiang He's eyes on Zhang Ming changed, and he cupped his hands and said, "Accept."

Such a sword can be cut without sword intent, which is not something ordinary people can do.

And that sword, Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky, was just as he said, not a sword in the world. Compared with it, Jiang He only won by half a point, and it was still using the sword intent.

Jiang He shook his head and said with a smile, "I said it was better not to draw the sword, but I broke the rules."

"In any case, Patriarch Jiang won." Zhang Ming said.

This time, Zhang Ming also realized where he lost.

The first is the sword intent. Zhang Ming never had his own sword intent. The sword intent of the two peerless swordsmen was unworthy, and he finally gave up on it. This is his weakness.