Travel through the heavens

"Two-sleeved green snake, he is Li Chungang!"

The woman with the sword on her back, who had her eyes closed all the time, suddenly opened them and cried out in surprise.

Wu Liuding's expression became serious when he heard this: "Sword God!"

In the east, he watched the mighty tide of Guangling and crossed the river by stepping on its crest. In the north, he saw millions of wild buffaloes galloping and he stepped on their bodies as if they were walking on flat ground. In the south, he looked at the huge waves hitting his head and he blew up the vast sea with one sword. In the west, he went up to Mount Nalanda and asked Buddha a question with a sword and killed twenty-three Arhats.

Sword God Li Chungang, a sword move is nothing more than rise and fall, but between this rise and fall, it is the illusion of life and death.

Faced with these surging green snakes, how can Wu Liuding, who has no sword in his hand, resist?

Shu Xiu looked at Fang Muye charmingly and asked softly, "Master Wen, is the Wu family sword crown going to be defeated?"

Fang Muye shook his head: "He is bound to lose. Wu Liuding is too arrogant. If he had drawn the Su Wang Sword at the beginning, he would definitely not be in this situation now. But it is hard to say whether he will die. As the most outstanding genius of the Sword Tomb, Wu Liuding should have some hidden tricks. It depends on whether he can get the Su Wang Sword at this critical moment."

"Cuihua, draw your sword!"

But then Wu Liuding shouted loudly, and at the same time, he rolled up his sleeves and pulled up two sets of reeds behind him by the roots, turning them into dozens of swords, blocking in front of him, in an attempt to block the old sword god's powerful green snake sword energy.

Cuihua, the woman with the sword on her back, did not hesitate to circulate her Qi, formed a sword gesture with both hands, and said coldly: "Please draw your sword!"

The Su Wang sword on her back suddenly came out of its sheath, circled in a crescent arc behind Wu Liuding, and flew towards the ferocious green snake at lightning speed.

The reeds and the Su Wang sword hit the rolling green snake one after another. Dozens of reeds, which were sharper than ordinary weapons, were crushed into powder in an instant, and the Su Wang sword, the second most famous sword in the world, was also thrown far away.

The Green Snake sword energy had not yet dissipated when it hit Wu Liuding's chest.

Wu Liuding, who had withstood the attack from the Two-Sleeved Green Snake, fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Cuihua took back the Suwang Sword, helped the fallen Wu Liuding up, and took a step forward to fight Li Chungang, but was grabbed by Wu Liuding and fled into the reed marsh in a panic.

Sword God Li Chungang, even though he has one arm missing, his two sleeves of green snakes are still invincible. If the fight continues, there may not be only two sleeves of green snakes left.

Watching Wu Liuding and Cuihua escape, Li Chungang did not stop them. He turned around, pointed his toes, flew dozens of feet away, and landed on the carriage.

“There are seven levels of spearmanship in the world: wrestling, extension, proficiency, orthodoxy, surprise, subtlety, and deification. In the past hundred years, I only know that the spear fairy Wang Xiu has reached the deification realm. Boy Wen, your spearmanship is even better than Wang Xiu's. You have already reached the level of a saint.” Li Chungang looked at Fang Muye and said with admiration.

The martial arts world before the Jiazi year was not the world of the Ten Martial Arts Experts, but the world of the Four Grandmasters, who were masters who deserved the title more than the Ten Martial Arts Experts.

The southern general Hongjia is wearing a bright red armor and is indestructible like a diamond, making him invincible.

The Fengdu Green Robe in the west is a woman in a green robe, mysterious and unpredictable.

Wang Xiu, the spear fairy from the north, with only one horse and one spear, killed his way into the Northern Wilds for three thousand miles as if he was in an empty land.

Li Chungang, the sword god of the east, dressed in a green shirt, attracts followers from all over the world. If Li Chungang had not been born, the sword path would have been in darkness forever.

Li Chungang once had a battle with Wang Xiu. Although he won, he was still amazed at his spear skills.

Fang Muye glanced at Qingniao, whose eyes became uncertain and slightly abnormal after hearing the name Wang Xiu, then turned to Li Chungang and smiled slightly: "Sword God, you are too kind."

Li Chungang didn't say anything else. He tightened his sheepskin coat, bent down and got into the car.

Xu Fengnian took two steps forward, looked up and down at the big cat that Fang Muye was riding, and asked curiously, "Wen Hua, where did you get this big cat? Why does it look so familiar? It looks a lot like the one that the girl Hehe had at the braised beef shop in Lingzhou City."

It was a very interesting incident that Miss Hehe brought the big cat into Lingzhou City. People talked about it for a long time. Xu Fengnian knew Miss Hehe and liked her braised beef the most. He also saw her big cat.

Fang Muye smiled and said, "It's hers. I just met her and asked her to borrow the big cat to ride for a while."

"How is this possible? How could this girl appear here? Where is she?" Xu Fengnian was startled and immediately looked around.

"No need to look for her, she's gone." Fang Muye shook his head and looked at the official in the distance, "Mr. Xu, you should think about how to deal with the next thing."

A few breaths later, the sound of thundering horse hooves suddenly rang out on the official road. Judging from the sound, there were probably no less than five hundred heavily armored cavalrymen.

Xu Fengnian looked at the dust kicked up by the horses' hooves in the distance and murmured, "Prince Jing'an is here."

Ning Emei's expression became serious, and she shouted loudly: "Feng camp, be on guard!"

Dozens of Beiliang warriors drew their swords in an instant and prepared for battle.

Soon, six hundred Qingzhou heavily armored cavalrymen rode quickly into the central open space of the reed marsh and surrounded Fang Muye's group.

Fang Muye gently stroked the back of the big cat that was baring its teeth and roaring at the Qingzhou heavy cavalry. He took a quick look and saw the nearly fifty-year-old, elegant King Jing'an Zhao Heng, wearing a well-fitting yellow python robe with five-clawed dragon patterns, riding a Ferghana horse from the Western Regions, slowly walking out, surrounded by cold swords and black heavy armor.

Prince Jing'an slowly raised his hand and waved it backwards. Six hundred heavy cavalry retreated in an instant without any stagnation in the formation. It was clear that they were familiar with the battle formation, and they withdrew thirty steps away.

Pei Nanwei was excited, took a step forward and called out, "Prince."

Prince Jing'an glanced at her and ignored her. He gently stepped on his horse's belly and slowly moved forward. When he came to Xu Fengnian, he looked at Fang Muye riding a big cat, and then looked at Ning Emei and other officers and soldiers in the Northern Liang army: "Fengnian, are these all your men? No matter how brave and skilled the eighty light cavalry are, they can't stop the six hundred Qingzhou heavy armored soldiers."

"Uncle Wang is right. We can't stop them, but we can still exchange eighty riders for two hundred lives." Xu Fengnian didn't care. He squinted his eyes and stared at Prince Jing'an on the horse: "Uncle Wang, can I have a word with you?"

"Come with me." Prince Jing'an said calmly without any fluctuation in his tone, and then drove his horse to a secluded corner.

Xu Fengnian looked at Fang Muye and saw him nodded, so he smiled lightly and followed him.

Fang Muye smiled at Qingniao, Wei Shuyang and others who looked worried, and comforted them: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Sure enough, after a while, a horn sounded, and King Jing'an, wearing a large yellow python robe, laughed loudly and rode away first. Six hundred Qingzhou heavy cavalry followed closely behind him, and Xu Fengnian also walked back leisurely, holding a sword case.

From the beginning to the end, Prince Jing'an Zhao Heng ignored his wife Pei Nanwei.

Pei Nanwei looked at the direction where Prince Jing'an left from afar, his face pale, his eyes complicated, and he looked extremely lost and dazed, muttering, "He's gone."

Xu Fengnian stood in front of her and responded, "Yes, I'll keep you here."

Pei Nanwei sighed heavily and staggered, as if he couldn't bear the blow and was about to faint.

Xu Fengnian tilted his head and looked at Pei Nanwei, and asked softly: "Don't you want to ask what I am going to do to you?"

Pei Nanwei straightened up and said in a trembling voice: "I do have a question."

"You say." Xu Fengnian said.

Pei Nanwei's expression suddenly returned to normal, and he asked calmly, "You sent Wang Linquan away and asked me to come to the reed marsh. Did you guess that there would be an assassination?"

Xu Fengnian made no secret: "I am prepared."

"Am I a pawn in your plan?" Pei Nanwei's expression showed a hint of nervousness.

Xu Fengnian nodded: "Yes."

Pei Nanwei didn't expect Xu Fengnian to be so frank. She didn't know what to say for a moment. She was silent for a while and asked in a low voice: "Now that it's over, what are you going to do to me?"

"Aunt is my elder, but I haven't figured out how to treat you yet."

Xu Fengnian frowned and thought for a long time, then suddenly turned to look at Fang Muye and asked, "Wen Hua, do you want a wife?"