Volume 1: The Jianghu is the main thing, who is the guest? Chapter 59: The Human Heart is Hard to Predict
The successive incidents left everyone overwhelmed and unprepared.
"Shangguan Xiaoxian!"
With a long roar, the six dragon heads leaped into the air, and as if by magic, a flying knife several inches long appeared in their hands. The blade was as sharp as snow, the edge was cold, and the handle was exquisite, being twisted between the fingers.
Fast, as fast as flowing water.
The moment Shangguan Xiaoxian revealed her true face, he had already drawn his sword.
The sharp blade was so cold that it pierced bones. Before anyone could take a closer look, a bright cold light appeared under the moon.
A cold light suddenly appears, as if it can break the moon.
Shangguan Xiaoxian stood proudly, with a bright moon behind him and a fierce ray of light in front of him.
However, the moon had already set.
But between that cold light and Shangguan Xiaoxian, there was a ball of golden light that was not too dazzling but enough to shock everyone. It was very much like the rising sun in the east when the night ended and the day began, stretching between heaven and earth, and no one could cross it.
Under the hazy moonlight, accompanied by a heart-stirring humming sound, the ray of light was like a trapped bird or a moth flying into a flame, crashing straight into the golden light.
Shangguan Xiaoxian held the golden ring in his hand, glanced at the flying knife on the ring, and said softly: "A defeated general dares to talk about courage?"
However, what was unexpected was that the six dragon heads swung their swords and immediately retreated.
"retreat!"
All the disciples of the Qinglong Society heard the order and retreated in droves.
Shangguan Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "After three days of separation, you have become sensible."
Although she had a smile on her face, there was no smile in her eyes. Instead, her phoenix eyes moved sideways to look at the seven dragon heads whose retreat was blocked by Mother Liu.
Originally, she wanted to wait until all three parties were defeated, or when the casualties were almost the same, and then make a move under the identity of "Five Dragon Leaders" to easily take all these Jiangnan martial arts families into her pocket, and by the way, find out the details of the "Green Dragon Society". However, she didn't expect to be exposed by this person.
Now that the Demon Cult and the Azure Dragon Society have all retreated, all her plans and arrangements have gone to waste. How can she not be angry?
Li Muchan also wanted to retreat, but Mother Liu's cheeks suddenly puffed up like a toad that was about to make a sound, so he could only stand there. Besides, there was another person not far away, that was the "deadly swordsman" Jing Wuming.
He was not in a hurry to escape, but looked at the Xie father and son who were still fighting in the field.
The battle is not over yet. If Xie Wangsun wins, then the Xie family will naturally be the real winner; if Xie Wangsun loses, then the winner will still be Shangguan Xiaoxian.
As for Xie Xiaofeng and those members of the Xie clan, with Jing Wuming around, no one dared to act rashly.
Shangguan Xiaoxian also had no intention of taking action. The situation on the field changed too quickly. If Xie Longteng was really capable, there was no need for her to take action. If he was not capable, she would not need to take action at all. One move could affect the entire body, and she did not want to fight to the death with the Xie family for a useless guy.
What is surprising is that although Xie Wangsun was clearly pierced through the chest by a sword just now, he can still hold on until now, and it seems that he can hold on for a long time.
Shangguan Xiaoxian was amazed, her beautiful eyes sparkling. She pondered for a moment and asked curiously, "I heard that there is a kind of people in the world who are born with their heart on the right. Could it be that Master Xie is such a person?"
There was no expression on Xie Longteng's face. The green willow sword in his hand was shining brightly and flying in his palm as fast as a snake. The sword light was trembling continuously, and every move was aimed at the vital points.
After just a few exchanges, everyone discovered that this man's swordsmanship was not only fast, but also a mixture of the lightness of the "Huashan Swordsmanship", the ruthlessness of the "Dian Cang Swordsmanship", the speed of the "Kunlun Swordsmanship", and the softness of the "Wudang Swordsmanship", almost encompassing the changes of hundreds of schools, and every move and every style was done with ease, which was truly terrifying.
The magic sword in Xie Wangsun's hand spun around and around, and he struggled to parry the violent and lethal attacks in front of him, his eyes becoming complicated.
All along, almost all of them had their eyes on Xie Xiaofeng and completely ignored this person.
Even Xie Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment. He never expected that his second brother, who was usually timid, could be so powerful.
Shangguan Xiaoxian was amazed and clapped his hands in admiration, "I have to say, Master Xie really gave birth to two extraordinary sons. If your two sons join forces, I'm afraid all the masters in the world will have to retreat."
Xie Wangsun's old face was ugly, with white and blue flashing alternately. He gritted his teeth and said, "Long Teng, it's not too ."
Xie Longteng grinned and said, "For the sake of the Xie family, you really don't care about your face. What if I kill my aunt? Ask Hua Shaokun if he will let me go, and ask those clansmen if they can spare me?"
Xie Xiaofeng was struck by lightning and said in a hoarse voice: "Second brother, did you kill aunt?"
"bass!"
The two swords intersected, and the sword energy was overwhelming. Xie Longteng sneered, "She won't know who made the sword until she dies."
Xie Wangsun seemed to be really angry: "You evil creature!"
Then they were seen flying back and forth during the fight, fighting from the ground to the air, and then leaping from mid-air to the treetops, flying and leaping, fighting and moving at the same time; in a short while, both sides moved sideways and straight, climbing up the cliff that the "Excalibur Villa" leaned against, fighting a life-and-death battle under the moon.
However, although Xie Longteng is a hidden talent and his skills are amazing, Xie Wangsun, the head of the first martial arts family in Jiangnan and the "number one manor in the world", is no ordinary person.
Excalibur Villa has been almost isolated from the outside world over the years, and no one knows how many villains have secretly wanted to make plans and plot against it, but all of them have gone without returning, and have entered but never left.
People only know that there are many masters in the manor, but few people know that the greatest master is none other than Xie Wangsun, the owner of "Shenjian Villa" who has never set foot in the world, has no reputation, and is the most hidden.
"I taught you all by myself, so today I will teach you one more lesson. That is," Xie Wangsun was clearly losing ground, but his words were full of confidence, "Until the final moment of life and death, never reveal your trump card. You are too impatient."
Seeing the battlefield move to mid-air, Xie Wangsun's eyes lit up slightly and he raised his left hand slightly.
A flash of black light suddenly flew out from his left sleeve, and there was actually a sword hidden inside.
This sword is thinner than the "Green Willow", and the blade is gray, with only the tip of the sword emitting a hint of cold light, like a poisonous snake flying out and biting towards Xie Longteng's throat, extremely cruel.
This is actually a soft sword.
With two swords in his hands, one hard and one soft, Xie Wangsun's offensive momentum changed drastically. The same sword technique now became mysterious and unpredictable, adding many unusual changes.
Xie's swordsmanship can be used by both hands.
"The old man actually has a trick up his sleeve."
The corner of Xie Longteng's eye twitched, and he flicked the soft sword with his left hand. Veins popped out on his forehead, and the muscles on his cheeks tensed, as if this could make his sword faster.
His sword was indeed faster.
"kill!"
A sharp whistling sound, carrying with it more than a decade of resentment, was vented out in this one sword.
The green light under the moon is bright, spanning the sky.
Xie Wangsun seemed to be also captured by this sword. Seeing that the magic sword in his right hand was unable to defend, he suddenly shook his left wrist, and the attack of the soft sword changed immediately. It circled back like a snake, like a soft whip, and at the critical moment, it wrapped around the green willow only a few inches away from his heart, slowing down the momentum of the sword. At the same time, the cold light of the magic sword in his right hand trembled and sank into Xie Longteng's wrist.
It's sinister and cruel enough, and it hides deeply enough.
After witnessing the fight between father and son, Li Muchan gained a new understanding of human nature.
In order to revitalize the family, Xie Wangsun planned for half his life, just for one day. Such a person... is amazing.
With one strike of the sword, the outcome was decided.
Xie Longteng's wrist was stabbed by the sword, and the green willow in his hand was blown away by the sword. He made a prompt decision, withdrew, flew away under the moon, and finally jumped off the green mountain and plunged into the Green Water Lake.
This person retreated, and Li Muchan also retreated.
As he retreated, Mother Liu's wriggling cheeks immediately puffed up, and she "puffed" out two date-pit-like objects, which flew through the air and hit him directly in the back. At the same time, she jumped up, spread her arms, and pounced on him like an old bear hugging a tree.
But Li Muchan just shook his shoulders lightly, and several phantoms appeared out of thin air under the moonlight. Their steps were strange and changing without any reason, and there was no trace of their movements.
Mother Liu grinned and reached out with her hands repeatedly but failed again and again. Nothing was real. When she came to her senses, Li Muchan had already disappeared into the forest. She became furious.
Shangguan Xiaoxian let out an "eh", glanced sideways, turned his left wrist and flicked it, and immediately a ball of golden light, carrying a force that could shake the world and break the earth, came rushing over like a meteor chasing the moon.
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In Jinling City.
Murong Yingzheng led a group of disciples of the Demon Sect to retreat quickly and soon retreated to the stronghold on the Qinhuai River.
Jing Wuming has taken action, and there is also the traitor Shangguan Xiaoxian. Even if these two join forces, they cannot recreate the invincible power of Shangguan Jinhong in the past, but they are also enough to be arrogant and run rampant in the world.
On their side, two wind masters were killed , and the whereabouts of the thunder master were unknown. Looking at his subordinates who had suffered heavy losses, Murong Yingqi was furious, and his three corpse gods jumped up and down in hatred: "What the hell is the thunder master doing? At such a critical moment, he actually..."
However, before he could even sit down to relax, a calm voice rang out from under the lights on the pleasure boat: "Well, I'm afraid you won't be able to see him again."
Murong Ying was startled: "Who?"
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, cloaked figure slowly walking out of the shadows.
The man walked and talked, with wisps of white hair fluttering in the wind under his black hood. He said in an extremely gentle voice: "I give you two choices, kneel down or lie down."
Murong Ying's face turned pale: "You are... the leader of the Qinglong Society!"
