Volume 17: The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword (Part 2) Chapter 419: The Monk and the Poison Dragon
Silence, a long silence.
After Shangguan Jinhong finished his three sentences, he stood in the darkness, silent. No weapon could be seen in his hand, and the dragon and phoenix rings were long gone.
Su Weiyun stood in front of the last bit of light left in the sky, and the scabbard reflected some light slightly, hitting Shangguan Jinhong's back of the hand directly.
Shangguan Jinhong didn't speak, and he didn't speak either.
After a long time, Shangguan Jinhong finally asked, "Why don't you speak?"
Su Weiyun replied: " Because I have nothing to say."
Shangguan Jinhong asked again: "Since you have nothing to say, why don't you use your sword?"
Su Weiyun replied: "Because I don't have a sword to use!"
Shangguan Jinhong smiled and said, "Yes, I have used your swordsmanship, so you naturally have no sword to use."
Su Weiyun said: "I came here this time to get the sword manual back."
Shangguan Jinhong said: "What's the point of asking for the sword manual? I have already mastered the ultimate fatal fifteenth sword. No one in the world can defeat me! Even if old man Tianji comes, I will make him die on the spot!"
"What's the harm if I return the sword manual to you? What's the harm if I don't return it to you?"
Shangguan Jinhong walked into the secret room and casually pulled out a lavender secret book from the mountain of files. There were five big blood-red words written on the right side of the cover.
"Thirteen Deadly Swords"!
Shangguan Jinhong shook his hand and activated his internal energy. By the time his hand was still, the manual of the Thirteen Deadly Swords had turned into pieces of paper and scattered on the ground.
Su Weiyun was not surprised, but said: "Good! You destroyed the sword manual, and finally benefited the world!"
Shangguan Jinhong laughed and said, "I have always been doing good for the world. After the Money Gang unifies the martial arts world, I will set new rules and regulations to bring peace to the martial arts world."
"Then I will promote the copper coins minted by the Money Gang, gather forces, overthrow the imperial court, and establish a new dynasty!"
Su Weiyun said calmly: "You think too far ahead."
Shangguan Jinhong said solemnly, "Not far. Not far at all. The influence of the Money Gang has spread all over the world. Ten years ago, I had already made arrangements outside the Great Wall and on the border, contacted other countries, and even won over those nomads outside the Great Wall. As long as I unify the martial arts world, with the help of both inside and outside forces, I will be able to accomplish great things!"
"Otherwise, do you think that during the ten years of my retirement, I spent my days drunk and dazed like Li Xunhuan?!"
Su Weiyun couldn't refute it.
With Shangguan Jinhong's methods, it would not be too difficult to achieve these if he was given enough time.
Shangguan Jinhong added: "Heroes break the law with their martial arts, so the world will eventually be divided if it is united for a long time! If you were the leader of the martial arts world, and I let you govern it, ask yourself if you can do better than me? If not, retreat quickly, and I will spare your life!"
Night falls and the moon rises.
It was still quiet all around. The secret room was like a tomb that never saw the sun all year round. Even the moonlight couldn't shine in. There was nothing but loneliness.
In a sense, Shangguan Jinhong and Li Xunhuan are somewhat similar - Li Xunhuan is lonely because he loves someone, while Shangguan Jinhong is lonely because she does not love someone.
Is it the fate of a peerless master to always be lonely?
Su Weiyun finally spoke slowly, "Your dynasty will be just like Jing Wuming and Shangguan Fei. Although they won't betray you, they will never let you or the world have an easy time!"
When Jing Wuming and Shangguan Fei were mentioned, Shangguan Jinhong's expression did not change at all, not even a fluctuation.
Shangguan Jinhong just smiled and said, "It seems that you don't agree with me."
Su Weiyun said: "If I agree with you, I won't come here at all."
Shangguan Jinhong stared at Su Weiyun for a long time, then moved his body and suddenly made way for half of the door, saying, "Since you are here, please come in."
Su Weiyun asked curiously, "Do you really want me to go in?"
"If you insist on waiting for me to draw my sword first, you will have no choice but to follow me in."
…
Secret room.
A dark secret room.
It is hard for people who have never been here to imagine that such a large room is decorated so simply, plainly and dimly.
But the scrolls on the table are so priceless that they cannot be estimated.
The ultimate simplicity is the most precious.
After Shangguan Jinhong
Su Weiyun stood at the door and asked, "There's no light here?"
Shangguan Jinhong asked, "What's the use of the lamp?"
Su Weiyun asked, "Without a lamp, how can we spend the night?"
Shangguan Jinhong said: "Work at sunrise, rest at sunset, and have a good sleep to pass the night naturally."
He possesses immense wealth and supreme power, but his daily routine is almost strictly regulated.
Su Weiyun asked, "You'll invite me here before you draw your sword?"
Shangguan Jinhong smiled and said, "I just want to invite someone who knows how to appreciate it to come and take a look at this most luxurious, extraordinary, and unusual secret room of mine."
Su Weiyun said: "I have seen it."
Shangguan Jinhong said seriously: "You haven't seen it. Without lights and fire, how can you see it?"
Su Weiyun said: "If you can handle it, then I can, too."
Shangguan Jinhong said: "Neither you nor I have that kind of magical night vision, but I am familiar with every corner, every file, and every ray of light in this secret room. Everything is under my control. So even if I can't see anything, it won't hinder my actions."
"And you can't!"
Su Weiyun frowned and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"
Shangguan Jinhong slowly picked up a sword from the far right side of the table, a sharp and ancient sword.
Even without fire or light, it is difficult to conceal the faint, cold silver light.
The sword body is narrow and short, with winding, uneven patterns on it, faintly shining with strange colors, sometimes red, sometimes black.
Fish intestine sword !
It is indeed worthy of being one of the ten famous swords in ancient times!
This ancient divine sword was originally in Cangjian Villa. Later, You Longsheng gave it to Lin Xian'er, and it eventually fell into the hands of Shangguan Jinhong.
Shangguan Jinhong stroked the cold sword with his palm and sighed, "This is the ancient Yuchang Divine Sword. When my inner strength is activated and the sword strikes, it will emit a cold light, and then you will be able to see this secret room clearly."
He had just finished speaking when the sword was drawn.
Swish!
The Yuchang Sword was originally a short sword used by assassins, but for Shangguan Jinhong, it was more suitable for him.
Because he is best at using short weapons.
The sword was like a piece of wood, floating in the river.
Corpses were floating all around, gradually dyeing the river red. Floating and sinking, weapons sank into the sand, and thousands of drops of blood melted into the river, creating a tragic scene.
When the emperor gets angry, corpses will float for thousands of miles, blood will flow everywhere, and the whole world will be destroyed!
This is Shangguan Jinhong’s deadly thirteenth sword!
Although Su Weiyun couldn't see it, he could already feel the shocking and overbearing murderous aura emanating from the sword. He was shocked and shouted, "Shangguan Jinhong, you have been possessed by a demon!"
Shangguan Jinhong ignored him and turned his hand, and a flower immediately bloomed on the sword.
The blood-colored lotus remained motionless, allowing the blood to surge in the rolling river!
The secret room was dark, and the lotus flower was stabbing towards Su Weiyun's face.
Su Weiyun immediately drew the sword with his left hand and used the "Returning to the West with Only One Shoe" technique from Bodhidharma's sword technique!
He did not use the Thirteen Deadly Swords because he knew that at this moment, his "Thirteen Deadly Swords" could no longer defeat Shangguan Jinhong's "Thirteen Deadly Swords"!
call.
There seemed to be a cool breeze blowing through the closed room, and the warm summer feeling was at hand again.
——A monk floated up, picked up a reed in his hand and placed it on the river surface, intending to cross the blood river on the reed.
He was seen standing on one foot with his left leg raised high, and he easily crossed ten feet along the river. The blood under his feet naturally rippled out, without staining his body.
Until a blood-red lotus moved again, spinning in front of the monk, across the river, blocking his way.
——This is certainly not the real scene of Su Weiyun and Shangguan Jinhong fighting with swords.
——However, their swords were hidden in the darkness, coming and going quickly and disappearing in a flash, so if the two closed their eyes, what they would feel would be such a strange picture.
Shangguan Jinhong said calmly, "Although you have more sword experience than me, you took the wrong path and you still can't stop my fatal fifteenth sword!"
He raised the sword in his hand and danced a sword flower, and it seemed as if there was a poisonous dragon hidden in the sword flower!
——Between the blood-red lotus, the flower opened into three petals, and a ferocious poisonous dragon leaped out!
The poisonous dragon lowered its head and took a drink, actually drinking up all the water in the blood river. Its whole body slowly turned red and became indescribably swollen, terrible, and horrible!
The river of blood was drunk, the reeds had no support and kept swaying. The monk had no choice but to cross his right leg as well, sitting in the air, hanging steadily, with dignity and magic.
After drinking the blood, the poisonous dragon had become demonic. When it saw the monk, it immediately twisted its dragon head and rushed towards the monk fiercely. Its power was unparalleled!
——The poisonous dragon is in Shangguan Jinhong's hand!
As the sword in Shangguan Jinhong's hand moved, cold light shot out in all directions!
Finally, some light came on in the secret room.
Su Weiyun also saw clearly all the furnishings in the secret room. At this moment, a thought arose in his mind: the wooden bed, high table, scrolls, and even a speck of dust in the secret room were all flowing with blood.
All things carry a fierce murderous aura. No one can survive and everything will be killed!
This is the fatal fifteenth sword!
The incomparable fifteenth sword that kills both gods and demons!
"Thank you for giving me this sword!"
Shangguan Jinhong's voice became distorted, sharp and unpleasant, far inferior to the calm, majestic and arrogant middle-aged gang leader in Su Weiyun's impression.
Su Weiyun suddenly understood.
The one Shangguan Jinhong used was the fatal fifteenth sword, the fatal fifteenth sword that could easily kill even the "Sword God" Xie Xiaofeng!
Only the demonic Fifteenth Sword is the real Fifteenth Sword!
This is actually a magic sword!
How can you kill someone without killing yourself first?
No one can block this sword.
Hu Bugui, Li Xunhuan, and Tianji Lao Ren all failed. Perhaps only by reaching the legendary "god-man" realm can one break this move, and then have the possibility of mastering it.
Su Weiyun suddenly couldn't move either. A strong aura of killing and deep fear brought by the aura of death enveloped the sky, suppressing him heavily.
He finally understood how it felt to face his enemies.
It was as if I had fallen straight down from a cliff, helpless and unable to howl in despair.
Su Weiyun didn't move.
Shangguan Jinhong also saw that Su Weiyun was motionless by the flashing sword light.
This was not unexpected to him. The seventeen swordsmen who died under his sword were all like this, unable to resist and unable to move.
Shangguan Jinhong thinks Su Weiyun is the same as them!
…
But Su Weiyun is somewhat different from them after all.
Su Weiyun's swordsmanship didn't need to be moved.
If the heart does not move, the sword will not move. Take stillness as movement and movement as stillness.
He seemed to have returned to the Wall-Facing Cave on Mount Song, sitting all day long facing the shadow of Bodhidharma, under the stars and the moon.
…
——Above the blood river, although a poisonous dragon rose, the monk remained suspended in the air without moving.
Neither moving nor shaking, neither speaking nor making a sound, neither looking nor hearing, neither startled nor afraid, it is as if sitting in a stone cave, facing the wall and thinking about one's mistakes.
The poisonous dragon was about to crash into the monk with its huge body.
The monk suddenly sighed, picked up the reed in his hand, and gently pointed it at the poisonous dragon's head, which actually stopped the dragon's momentum!
The poisonous dragon attacked even harder. In its opinion, even though the monk in front of it had magical powers, he would not be its opponent in the end!
Sure enough, the reed gradually bent and could not withstand such a great force and was about to be broken.
Snap!
At the moment the reed broke, the poisonous dragon swung its tail and was about to hit the monk!
boom!
But what he ran into was not a monk, but another poisonous dragon that was exactly the same as it, indistinguishable from the other one, and even more agile than it!
The poisonous dragon let out a long roar and leaped for joy, as if celebrating its newfound freedom!
The monk used half a reed to hold down the head of the poisonous dragon in front of him, and the poisonous dragon that emerged from the reeds under the monk's seat rolled over, took advantage of the situation and bit its neck!
"ah!"
A shrill cry rang out, shaking the clouds and mist and echoing through the sky!
No one could have guessed why such a sudden change happened?
The poisonous dragon never understood until his death, why did it provoke another more powerful poisonous dragon when it was clearly killing a monk?!
——In the secret room.
The sword energy burst out, shining like a lamp.
Not only was Shangguan Jinhong's internal energy surging, but Su Weiyun's internal energy of "Wedding Dress Magic" also poured out and transformed into a dragon!
A pure golden and scarlet sword energy intertwined together, making a "hissing" sound, which almost overturned the entire room.
Fortunately, the sword energy was quick and was retracted as soon as it was released.
The last ray of light captured the last strange picture.
Su Weiyun leaped into the air, holding the Changsheng Sword in his left hand, and swung the sword in mid-air, striking down from above to block Shangguan Jinhong's Yuchang Sword and suppress it.
However, he drew out the Xiaoxiang Sword with his other right hand. A green light flashed, and the sword shadows were heavy. With a murderous aura that wanted to kill everyone in the world, it stabbed towards Shangguan Jinhong slowly but actually quickly.
An unprecedented powerful sword technique hovered on the sword, carrying with it a thick aura of annihilation, making people shudder and unable to move.
Shangguan Jinhong's eyes suddenly widened, with an expression of disbelief in them, and he said, "You..."
Chi!
The Xiaoxiang sword had already pierced his heart.
The light faded and the secret room became dark again.
Darkness, eternal and silent darkness.
"Your Fifteenth Deadly Sword is so powerful?!"
Su Weiyun stood there in a daze for a long while, and finally sighed helplessly.
Previously, his "Dharma Swordsmanship" and Buddhist skills and the "Thirteen Deadly Swords" that he had practiced since his early years were mutually restrained and balanced.
This avoids the danger of going astray by practicing the "Thirteen Deadly Swords", and to a certain extent controls the trouble of damaging the meridians by forcibly practicing Shaolin skills when one's "Buddhist cultivation" is insufficient.
From a certain perspective, Su Weiyun has eliminated all the drawbacks of martial arts.
But it also meant that he was unable to bring out the full power of the two unparalleled swords, one on the left and one on the right, one slow and one fast, one good and one evil.
The Deadly Fifteenth Sword is a sword technique that takes killing to the extreme. Even Yan Shisan cannot control it, and the Sword God Xie Xiaofeng is also extremely afraid of it.
The Bodhidharma Sword Technique is the only sword technique named after a god and passed down by him personally.
No matter which of the two sword techniques is mastered, it is enough to become the best master in the world.
Su Weiyun has mastered both sword techniques to the highest level, and has the ability to fight with both hands. In any case, he is unrivaled, but the lethality he unleashes does not seem to be as strong as the legend says.
This is the reason.
The disadvantages of the sword technique have been eliminated, but its power has also been greatly weakened. Gains and losses are the result of cause and effect.
These two sword techniques are inherently incompatible.
But this time, Shangguan Jinhong used his deadly fifteenth sword to break the restriction of Bodhidharma's swordsmanship, allowing Su Weiyun's deadly fifteenth sword to take the opportunity to come out again!
Shangguan Jinhong seemed to have guessed something from the sigh. A hint of regret appeared on her face, and then she slowly fell down.
Bang.
As Shangguan Jinhong fell down, Su Weiyun seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he sat down on the empty ground.
He was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes.
