Travel through the heavens

"Mr. Lu misunderstood. Your opponent is not me, but him."

Fang Muye smiled, patted Xu Fengnian on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Nian, Mr. Lu's swordsmanship is extraordinary, you have to be careful."

Lu Baijie is at the Xuan realm, and his martial arts are quite strong. He is the perfect person for Xu Fengnian to practice with at this moment.

Xu Fengnian nodded seriously, pulled out Xiudong, and held it horizontally in front of him.

Lu Baijie was stunned. He knew that Wang Zhonglou passed on the Dahuangting to Xu Fengnian. But even so, this pampered prince who had only practiced martial arts for a short time actually wanted to fight with him. He looked at Xu Fengnian and confirmed again: "Prince, you want to fight with me?"

Xu Fengnian nodded: "Yes, I would like to ask Mr. Lu for advice."

"In that case, I will fight with you for a few moves. Don't worry, I won't harm your life." Lu Baijie spoke in a condescending tone, as if he could suppress Xu Fengnian at will.

Xu Fengnian laughed: "Mr. Lu, please don't hold back, otherwise this fight won't be fun."

After saying that, Xu Fengnian flashed forward, drew his sword first, and chopped Xiudong down fiercely.

Lu Baijie's expression remained unchanged. He drew his sword from its sheath. The sword flashed with a cold light, as clear as autumn water, and he held it horizontally in front of him to block.

The swords collided, making a crisp sound.

Lu Baijie couldn't help but take a step back. His right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and his brows furrowed. He said in amazement, "Your Highness has great strength."

"This prince is not just strong."

Xu Fengnian took advantage of the situation and did not show any mercy. He shouted loudly and Xiudong attacked Lu Baijie again. His moves seemed ordinary but they contained hidden tricks. As he swung his sword, it created gusts of wind.

Lu Baijie looked solemn and did not dare to underestimate him. He raised his sword and fought back.

For a moment, sword and knife energy filled the air.

Xu Fengnian was in high spirits, pressing forward with every blow, his swordplay becoming more and more fierce. Lu Baijie also had the demeanor of a master, responding calmly, with unpredictable sword moves and excellent offense and defense. The two fought back and forth for dozens of rounds, but it was difficult to tell who was the winner.

However, Xu Fengnian became more and more adept as the battle went on, while Lu Baijie found it more and more unbelievable.

There was another sound of swords clashing, and the two figures crossed and stood apart.

Lu Baijie frowned, his tone full of unconcealed surprise: "The prince is really good at hiding his skills. He actually has such powerful martial arts."

Xu Fengnian shook his head and said with a smile: "I didn't hide it, I just never had the chance to use it."

Lu Baijie didn't say anything else, but his aura quietly rose and gradually became more and more powerful.

But he saw him slowly raising the sword in his right hand, and an invisible force pulled the water in the temple's pond. Thousands of water drops shot up into the sky and condensed into water swords flashing with cold light in mid-air, revealing a terrifying edge.

"Xiao Nian, this is the unique skill of Tangxi Sword Immortal, using water as a sword."

Fang Muye reminded Xu Fengnian loudly, but his eyes were looking outside the gate of Baoguo Temple. There was a majestic and powerful aura rising from there, and it seemed that the person had arrived.

Xu Fengnian straightened his expression upon hearing this and said, "I thought this title referred to the art of sword-making."

"It's both the art of sword-making and the method of using the sword. Prince, please be careful." Lu Baijie spoke in a loud and clear voice, and swung the ancient sword Baxiu in his hand with great force.

Suddenly, countless water swords shot towards Xu Fengnian like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, carrying with them piercing sword intent. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Xu Fengnian's eyes flashed, the energy in his body circulated, and he slashed out with the Xiudong sword in his hand. The sword energy instantly turned into a nimble green snake, winding and circling, and accurately hit the overwhelming water sword.

With a loud bang, all the water swords exploded, breaking into tiny drops of water that fell to the ground.

Lu Baijie took several steps back, his right hand holding the sword trembling, with even more astonishment in his eyes: "Two Sleeves of Green Snakes, the Sword God has passed this on to you."

Xu Fengnian grinned: "I've only been learning for a few days, and I'm just getting started..."

"Stop laughing, here comes a powerful guy." Fang Muye interrupted Xu Fengnian's pride.

Xu Fengnian looked puzzled. He turned around and followed Fang Muye's gaze, only to see a middle-aged scholar in a green shirt suddenly appear there.

A middle-aged scholar in a blue robe walked over step by step, ignoring everyone and went straight to within twenty steps of Jiang Ni. Then he waved his sleeves as if to brush off the dust to show his great respect, and then he knelt down with a bang!

The scholar shed tears sadly and spoke each word through gritted teeth. His voice was not loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears.

"Cao Changqing, the guilty minister of Western Chu, comes to see Her Royal Highness the Princess!"

Xu Fengnian and Lu Baijie were immediately surprised: "He is Cao Changqing!"

No wonder they were shocked; it was simply because Cao Changqing was too famous.

Cao Changqing was born in a commoner family and was weak in childhood. He was famous in Beijing for his chess skills. At the age of nine, he was summoned to the inner court. The Emperor of Western Chu suddenly came up with such a grand proposition of testing life and death. Not to mention children, even an old man in his sixties might not be able to talk about life with chess.

Cao Changqing responded with "The rules of the board are as righteousness, the pieces are as lively as wisdom, the chess pieces are alive as if they are in motion, and dead as if they are in a state of satisfaction." The emperor bestowed the title "Cao Family's Little Proud" on him and promoted his family to the rank of scholar-officials as an exception. Because his family was located in Longli County, Cao Changqing was later given the nickname Cao Longli.

When he was twelve years old, Cao Changqing played three games with the imperial teacher Li Mi. He was defeated early in the first two games, but fought hard for 200 moves in the last game. He became more and more courageous as the game went on. Huang Sanjia called him a genius who could dominate the chess world for thirty years. He also received great teaching from the imperial teacher Li Mi, and his talent and knowledge surpassed those of the Hanlin Academy.

Before the age of thirty, Cao Changqing was hidden in the palace and unknown to the public. He only won the third name in his life in the palace, Cao Tou Xiu, which was taken from the saying of a tree standing out in the forest. It was not until he was thirty-two that he went to the southern border to command an army alone, resisting barbarians. He often made strange plans, and always won battles with a smaller force, for which he was awarded the title of Cao Bei Ma.

Unfortunately, after the Battle of Xileibi, the situation of Western Chu was over and the empire was about to collapse. Cao Touxiu could not hold on alone. People only knew that he fled to the rivers and seas, but no one knew why Cao Changqing, who was known to be unskilled in archery and horse riding, or swordsmanship, suddenly turned into a martial arts master who was as strong as a million people. He won the reputation of defeating Cao Guanzi with chess, and then defeated Cao Qingyi with martial arts.

In the past twenty years, he has been ranked among the top three in both martial arts reviews, and has been unparalleled in the limelight.

In the first ten years, no less than twenty important officials of Liyang were assassinated by this man in blue who had conquered his country. Each time he came alone, he would leave with the heads of the people. In the last ten years, he had entered Tai'an City three times, twice breaking into the imperial palace. He faced two emperors successively and killed hundreds of soldiers. The most recent time he was only fifty steps away from the current emperor. If it were not for the protection of Han Diao Temple, Cao Qingyi might have chopped off the most noble head in the world among thousands of soldiers.

It is said that Cao Qingyi once said to the emperor with a smile: "The emperor's anger can cause millions of people to die in the nine kingdoms of the Spring and Autumn Period, but what does it matter if I, a common man, get angry? As long as there are Qingyi in the world, I will teach you that you can conquer the world but not be at peace."

What kind of courage and spirit would a warrior have at this point?

And such a brilliant and talented person is now kneeling in front of Jiang Ni.