Travel through the heavens

The three red-armored Fu generals fell to the ground with a bang, but not a drop of blood flowed from the broken necks of their heads. It turned out that the red-armored Fu generals were already dead before they put on their armor.

After cutting off three heads, the wooden sword flew towards the reed marsh without stopping.

At this time, where several people had originally gathered in the reed marsh, only the man in gorgeous clothes was left.

The last talisman general standing next to him was in red armor. He looked like a divine general invited down from heaven by a Taoist immortal. He was nearly ten feet tall, with both hands on the hilt of the Dragon Fault sword, piercing the ground.

This is the golden armor among Fu Jiang's red armors. It is the most sturdy and indestructible among the five armors, and has the most powerful combat capability. Especially the giant sword Longque in his hand. The sword energy is so wild and majestic that it seems to be able to cut off everything in the world.

Seeing the simple wooden sword coming at him in an instant, the man in fancy clothes was suddenly filled with fear and shouted in a hurry, "Xiao Jin."

The man in golden armor jumped up in response, holding the giant Dragon Fault sword in both hands, and slashed heavily at the flying wooden sword.

Unexpectedly, the wooden sword deftly bypassed the giant sword, and just like it did to the wooden armor, fire armor, and earth armor, it circled around the neck of the golden armor, and then caught up with the man in gorgeous clothes who was retreating rapidly, stabbed straight into his chest, and nailed him to the ground.

As the man in fancy clothes' eyes gradually blurred, the head and torso of the golden armor leaped in the air and fell down together.

The young man, who had been shouting that he wanted to kill his brother-in-law Xu Fengnian, suddenly died in the reed marsh in shock and despair.

In the empty space in the middle of the reed marsh, Xu Fengnian, Wei Shuyang and the others were all stunned, their eyes involuntarily following the flying wooden sword.

When Fang Muye said that he was very strong before, everyone couldn’t understand how strong he was, and they didn’t even think that he was really very strong.

But to be able to take the head with a sword flying thousands of miles away is clearly the ability of a sword immortal.

That wooden sword was so ordinary and plain, with not even a hint of sword intent or sword energy visible on it, but it chopped off the heads of three red-armored generals so easily, and then, across a distance of a hundred feet, chopped off the head of a golden-armored general who was comparable to the first-grade Vajra Realm.

When the old Sword God killed Shui Jia on a small trail along the border of Yongzhou, he had to use the two moves of "Turning Raindrops into Water Swords" and "One Sword to Make Immortal Kneel", which was far less quick and decisive than Wen Hua's today.

Could it be that Wen Hua is even more powerful than the old Sword God?

"General Ning, you can save people now." Fang Muye smiled slightly and broke the silence with his words.

Ning Emei was a brave general in the Beiliang Army after all. She came to her senses immediately and arranged for the elite soldiers of the Feng Camp to check on the situation of the three comrades.

"Young man, your sword-flying skills are truly amazing." Li Chungang opened the curtain, bent over, and walked out of the carriage at an uncertain speed. In his one-armed hand, he held a freshly sharpened wooden sword.

"Thank you for the praise, Li Jianshen. Jianshen has been sitting in the car for a long time. Why don't you stretch your muscles? There are two opponents left. How about we take one each?" Fang Muye said with a smile and looked in two directions.

In one direction, a middle-aged man who looked like a country farmer had just walked out of the reed marsh.

In another direction, a man in green shirt carrying a bamboo pole on his shoulder and a woman carrying a sword on her back also showed up.

"Mingyin, the eleventh king of the world, is the contemporary sword crown of the Wu family sword tomb." Li Chungang curled his lips and said lazily, "Okay, then one for each of us."

Wang Mingyin was originally the tenth best master in the world, but because the number one master in the world at that time, Wang Xianzhi, the lord of Wudi City, always claimed to be the second best in the world, he could only be ranked eleventh in the world. This title seems a bit funny no matter how you look at it, but his strength is indeed unquestionable.

The Wu Family Sword Tomb is known as one of the three forbidden areas along with the Northern Liang Palace and Emperor Wu City. It is reputed to be the place where many sword immortals were born. At its peak, the swords were drawn from east to west, and nine swords defeated thousands of cavalrymen, shocking the world. The Wu Family Sword Tomb has a rule that only the strongest sword crown of each generation can lead a sword servant and represent the Sword Tomb in the martial arts world. Wu Liuding, as the sword crown of this generation of the Wu Family Sword Tomb, is naturally extraordinary in swordsmanship.

However, in Li Chungang's eyes, both of them were just so-so.

But for Wang Mingyin and Wu Liuding, the current situation did not go as planned. Instead of luring away Xu Fengnian's men, the three talismans General Hongjia were all killed.

However, we are now in a situation where we cannot back down and have no choice but to do it.

If we retreat without fighting, our reputation will be ruined if the news gets out.

Wu Liuding walked out of the reed marsh. He did not look at the target of this trip, Xu Fengnian, but looked at the carriage with a smile. He first glanced at Fang Muye who was sitting on the roof, then looked at Li Chungang who was standing on the carriage, and said loudly: "Senior, I am Wu Liuding from the Sword Tomb, carrying the Suwang Sword, and I want to fight again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the reeds behind Wu Liuding danced wildly without wind, making him look particularly imposing, and invisible sword energy instantly filled the world.

The two had previously fought on the Yanzi River, and in the end Wu Liuding was at a disadvantage and retreated.

Li Chungang glanced at Wu Liuding who was without a sword in his hand and said, "Where is the sword of the Ancient Sword Su Wang, which ranks second among the world's famous swords?"

"The seniors will see it." Wu Liuding said in a deep voice.

"Boy, you are the first one to challenge me to a duel without using a sword." Li Chungang laughed and swung the wooden sword in his hand. He flew towards Wu Liuding like a dragon.

Once the two men, each representing the new and old sword masters in the world, fight, they will definitely not be able to escape with just a few moves.

Until this moment, Wang Mingyin, who had already left the reed marsh, shouted loudly: "I told you, Xu family, you are not allowed to enter the prison again. Since you are here, I will lend you your head."

Xu Fengnian pulled Pei Nanwei's wrist and hurriedly backed away: "Aunt, this place is dangerous. If you don't want to die, you'd better take my carriage first."

Pei Nanwei said nothing and followed Xu Fengnian to the carriage shop.

Xu Fengnian looked at Fang Muye who was leisurely on the roof and asked worriedly: "Wen Hua, he is the eleventh in the world, can you do it?"

"How can a man say no? Don't worry." Fang Muye waved his hand casually, then smiled at Qingniao: "Miss Qingniao, I have a gun here, I would like to ask you to taste it."

Fang Muye slowly stood up, pointed his finger toward the sky, and said loudly: "This shot is called Wind-Rolling Dragon Roar."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Muye's aura suddenly changed. He, who originally looked a little lazy, was suddenly filled with an indomitable aura.

Xu Fengnian narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he felt that Fang Muye was a different person at the moment, he did not know how to use a spear, so he could not appreciate the mystery. He muttered in confusion: "Wen Hua can use spear skills with his bare hands?"

"This is spearmanship." Qingniao looked at Fang Muye standing on the roof like a spear, with a look of burning fire in his eyes. He explained to Xu Fengnian softly, "My Lord, Master Wen is using his feet as the spear, his legs and body as the spear shaft, his fist as the spear head, and his fingers as the spear tip. He is using the person as the spear, and although he is not holding a spear in his hand, this is the most powerful spearmanship in the world."

Xu Fengnian blinked and said in disbelief: "Is it so powerful?"

Fang Muye shouted loudly, "The wind is rising."

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and hundreds of acres of reed marshes were turned into a reed lake. The reeds swayed one after another like surging waves.

"Stop the wind." Fang Muye shouted again.

The raging winds in the sky dissipated in an instant, and were all gathered into a beam, transforming into a five-meter-long spear. The spear body seemed to be transformed from a divine dragon, and it emitted bursts of dragon roars.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be filled with fierce gun intent.