Heroes of the Plane Cultivation System

Chapter 240 The Power of a Sword

In the main hall of Sovereign Fort, the banquet has been prepared.

Entering the hall, Lu Wuchen found that Song Zhi was chatting and laughing happily with a middle-aged man, but the man looked only about fifty, with an extraordinary bearing, and there was no spark in his words, obviously this man was Xie Hui.

Frowning, Lu Wuchen realized that Xie Hui's martial arts were really good!
Seeing Lu Wuchen and the other three coming in, Xie Hui stood up, laughed, and said: "Sure enough, he is a young boy born of a hero, no wonder he was able to kill Tianjun Xiying, and Xie Mougui became a landlord, and he has only fulfilled his friendship as a landlord until today. Forgive me, Shaoxia Lu!"

Xie Hui's speech is quite easy-going, and it is easy to make people feel good.

"What an old fox!" Lu Wuchen commented in his heart, then smiled slightly, and said, "I am so lucky to be able to meet the master of the castle, boy! Xi Ying is just a clown, not worth mentioning! The master of the castle is too famous !"

Hearing this, Xie Hui's eyes suddenly shrank, which made Lu Wuchen secretly amused.

After entering the table, Lu Wuchen saw the people at the table. Song Zhi was sitting on Xie Hui's left, followed by Song Shidao, Song Yuzhi, and Kou Zhong. On the other side of Xie Hui was a man in a brocade suit, and next to him was Song Shidao. Sister Song Yuhua.

"This is Wenlong the dog!" Xie Hui pointed at the man and introduced.

Lu Wuchen just smiled slightly, but Xie Wenlong's expression darkened and he didn't speak.

"It's rare for a virtuous nephew to come to Bashu, Xie must show his kindness as a landlord!"

Xie Hui clapped his hands. Immediately, a singer came up to perform. The sound of silk and bamboo was heard.

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if everyone from Qingxuan could be invited to perform?" Song Shidao whispered, "Everyone Qingxuan lives in Bashu, but it's a pity that we don't know where she lives!"

Lu Wuchen smiled and said: "A beautiful thing in the world, can it be perfect?" Fu then said: "Then Xie Hui is really extraordinary, he is worthy of being a hero who has stood in Bashu for many years, but he is just a tiger father and son, who wronged your sister!"

Of course Song Shidao knew what Lu Wuchen meant, and said with a wry smile: "How can children object to the orders of parents?"

Hearing this, Lu Wuchen patted him on the shoulder and said: "You are young and frivolous. If you don't take advantage of your youth to be frivolous for a while, you will regret it when you grow old in the future! The teacher is not a pedantic person, why not open your mind?"

Song Shidao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, with a thoughtful look on his face.
Not to mention what Song Shidao was thinking, Xie Hui saw Lu Wuchen and Song Shidao talking in a low voice, so he said loudly: "The two nephews are not thinking, are they not interested in this song and dance?"

There was a chill in Lu Wuchen's eyes when he looked at Xie Hui, and then he said lightly: "I don't know how to sing and dance, kid, I made the castle master laugh!" Looking at Xie Hui, there was a chill in his eyes.

Xie Hui was taken aback, felt the chill in his eyes, and secretly guessed in his heart, he received the intelligence from the spies last night, knowing that Tianjunxi should be easily killed, his heart was turbulent, and now he found that Lu Wuchen was so young, his heart was even more agitated With a million thoughts, this person is not easy to deal with, and this time with the Song Clan coming...

"It seems that the choice of the old man has to be cautious!" Xie Hui thought in his heart, and then remembered the scene of meeting with the successor of Cihang Jingzhai. clear.

"Haha, my nephew's mind is really extraordinary. It's really difficult to sing and dance here. It's a pity that we can't invite everyone to come here to perform, otherwise everyone will be able to feast their eyes!"

Xie Hui smoothed things over, and the atmosphere in the arena became lively for a while.

Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, Xie Wenlong said slightly drunk: "Brother Lu is famous, and Wenlong has heard a lot. There are rumors that Brother Lu is a disciple of that demon sect. I don't know if it is true?"

Hearing this, everyone in the field did not change their expressions, and everyone could hear the hostility in Wenlong's words, but Song Shidao and Song Zhi looked at each other, and then looked at Xie Hui, seeing his unpredictable expression, wondering if it was his intention stay difficult.

Lu Wuchen smiled slightly and said: "Most of the rumors in the world are untrue..."

Before Lu Wuchen could finish speaking, Xie Wenlong had already answered, "So, these are rumors from the Jianghu?"

Hearing the provocative meaning in Xie Wenlong's words, Kou Zhong snorted coldly, and was about to get up immediately to ask for an explanation.

After tugging on Kou Zhong, Lu Wuchen took a good look at Wen Long and said, "It's hard to tell whether the rumors in the world are true or not. What's the difference between true and false?"

Hearing this, Xie Wenlong sneered slightly, and said: "People in the Demon Sect are notorious, if brother Lu is a member of the Demon Sect, wouldn't he be afraid of being chased and killed by the knights of the Jianghu?"

"Haha..." Lu Wuchen laughed, and said: "The so-called knights of the rivers and lakes who came to the door have all become the souls of Lu's sword!"

Lu Wuchen's tone was grim, with a smile on his face, but people had different thoughts in their hearts, "So what about the notoriety, it's just spread by Cihang Jingzhai maliciously, don't you all believe these words?"

Glancing at Xie Hui coldly, Lu Wuchen said with a faint smile: "Since ancient times, the winners and losers, history is written by the victors. Who dares to provoke, does it mean that brother Wenlong wants to have a discussion with me?"

Hearing this, Xie Hui remained silent, but Xie Wenlong was full of anger, wishing he could eat Lu Wuchen.

With a sneer, Lu Wuchen glanced at Xie Hui and said, "Besides, the people only want to live and work in peace and contentment, and don't care who is king!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone stopped talking immediately, and the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

"Haha, my nephew's great opinion is really extraordinary!" Xie Hui smoothed things over, saluted the guests with wine glasses, and toasted and exchanged cups for a while.

After drinking for three rounds, Xie Wenlong ignored Xie Hui's gloomy face, and said loudly: "Brother Lu is famous far and wide, and his martial arts are extraordinary. Wenlong is not talented. I would like to teach you some unique skills!"

Lu Wuchen raised his brows, half-smile, his heart was full of anger, the so-called Buddha also has fire, this Xie Wenlong really is good or bad, he nodded immediately, ready to give him some flair.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, everyone in the field changed their colors, Song Yuhua pulled Wenlong's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Husband!"

Xie Wenlong snorted coldly, brushed her little hand away, and came to the field, holding a long sword in his hand, the blade was as bright as a rainbow, when he flicked the blade, there was a sound like a dragon's chant, and said lightly : "Wen Long will use this Heavenly Sword to meet Brother Lu!"

"Wenlong!" Xie Hui's face was livid, Xie Wenlong had already made him really angry today, and he felt very angry in his heart.

Lu Wuchen smiled slightly, and said: "It's okay, Lu is just exchanging ideas with Brother Wenlong, and he won't accidentally hurt Brother Wenlong!"

The proud tone made Xie Wenlong's face change, Lu Wuchen flicked his sleeves, landed on the field, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "I never expected to see Wei Wu's Yitian sword back then. I'm so lucky! Brother Wenlong, please!"

Song Yu's "Da Yan Fu" has a saying: "Pull out the long sword and lean on the long sky". The Yitian sword got its name from this.

The sword is a good sword, and everyone's eyes are on the Yitian Sword in Xie Wenlong's hands. A generation of magic soldiers appeared here. Song Shidao and Song Zhi are both masters of swords, and their eyes on this magic weapon are even more blazing. Dese, holding a sword flower, the sword is bright and bright, like fireworks, the buzzing sound is the sound of the sword cutting the air, I didn't expect the sword to be so sharp.

"Brother Lu has weapons? I heard that Brother Lu's swordsmanship is like a god, why don't you let everyone see Brother Lu's magical weapons?" Xie Wenlong smiled faintly, but the blind man could see the proud look on his face. He was very proud at the moment.

"The sword is a good sword!" Lu Wuchen smiled slightly.

Song Zhi also laughed and said: "The sword is a good sword, but the user is not very good!"

Song Shidao couldn't help smiling, and stared intently at the Yitian sword, his eyes were full of eagerness.

Lu Wuchen shook his sleeves, and said: "As long as you are skilled, why do you need magical weapons, even flowers, trees, grass and stones can kill people! I will learn about Brother Wenlong's Yitian Sword for a while, and see the demeanor of a peerless magic weapon!"

Xie Wenlong's face darkened, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Brother Lu is so trusting, if he hurts Brother Lu, Wenlong will be very sorry!"

Lu Wuchen laughed, and said: "If that's the case, it's only because Lu is not good at learning, how can he blame Brother Wenlong?"

Lu Wuchen held his right hand behind his back, and made a gesture of invitation with his left hand. Xie Wenlong snorted coldly, shook his Yitian sword, bowed his body slightly, and suddenly moved from stillness. Like lightning, he rushed towards Lu Wuchen, The Yitian sword pierced straight like lightning, and before Lu Wuchen was half a foot away, the sword light suddenly appeared all over the sky, piercing 13 acupuncture points all over Lu Wuchen's body

The sword light is like practice, and the scene is as colorful as fireworks, which is very beautiful

"Since you want to be fast, you have to stab straight with your sword. Such continuous stabs not only disperse your strength, but also slow down your speed. Such an attack in front of a master is nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation!" Song Shidao shook his head. Somewhat disappointed, the Yitian sword fell into the hands of such a person.

Song Zhi smiled slightly and said, "Shi Dao's eyesight has improved a lot, but Xie Wenlong is just probing and attacking!"

Lu Wuchen stepped sideways, took three steps obliquely, and immediately let Xie Wenlong's sword miss.

Seeing Lu Wuchen dodge so easily, Xie Wenlong was very surprised. His sword intent locked on the man in front of him tightly, but he didn't expect it to be broken so easily. It seems that there are no weak men under the reputation!

Xie Wenlong's expression became serious, he shouted, and the Yitian sword stabbed out obliquely, directly grabbing Lu Wuchen's throat, and after this move, there was a sharp back move.

With a chuckle, Lu Wuchen opened his five fingers slightly, and lifted them up slightly. Suddenly, the momentum was like a surging wind, and the five fingers formed a fist, and the energy rushed to the face, making Xie Wenlong unable to breathe freely.

This sword could no longer stab, Xie Wenlong retracted his long sword, drew his sword formula, flew up like a roc spreading its wings, turned over, Yitian sword showed its sharpness, and pierced straight down from the sky.

Lu Wuchen snorted coldly, and with a flick of his big sleeve, there was a sound of gold and stone, and the soft sleeve was flicked out like an iron sleeve, and he flicked towards the path that Xie Wenlong's long sword must pass, as if he was a prophet, only heard "" Dang!" With a sound, the long sword stabbed at his sleeve, and Xie Wenlong's wrist ached with a burst of energy.

Xie Wenlong was secretly surprised, stepped back abruptly, and shouted: "Take my sword!"

The lightning-like sword light came, and one sword turned into 13 swords. This move was already his limit. These 13 swords pierced 13 acupuncture points on Lu Wuchen's body. With two fingers together, pinch into a sword formula, a sword intent spurts out, and the sword intent forms a circle, forming circular arcs of different sizes in front of the body, these circular arcs intersect into a net, Xie Wenlong's attacks were all removed.

With two fingers pointing at each other, the fingers slid against the edge of the Yitian sword, and he immediately jumped up, his wrist flicked, clamping his Yitian sword, Lu Wuchen smiled slightly, "Can you stop?"

Xie Wenlong glared at him fiercely, exerted strength with his wrist, and wanted to take back the long sword, Lu Wuchen's face darkened, "I don't know what to do!" Lu Wuchen was also angry and really angry that he didn't appreciate how he gave in to him in this way. Stirring out, Xie Wenlong suddenly felt a strong force, his arm went numb, he couldn't hold the long sword immediately, and his whole body flew out, fell like a dog eating shit, and was in a panic, but the Yitian sword was thrown into the air.

With a grasp of Lu Wuchen's body, the Yitian Sword fell into his hand immediately. With a flick of his wrist, the edge of the sword trembled. There was a sound like a dragon's chant, and the light of the sword shone brightly. "It's a pity for this magical weapon!" Rainbow, streaks of sword light crossed the sky, the sword light illuminated the entire main hall, and a streak of sword light cut right at Xie Wenlong.

Xie Wenlong only felt that he couldn't move his whole body. Seeing the sword light coming, he couldn't help but yelled loudly.

"Stop!" Xie Hui's voice came anxiously. He rushed towards Lu Wuchen with his whole body. With a flick of his wrist, his weapon, a pair of judge pens, slipped out from his sleeves. This pair of judge pens was about one foot long and had a dark body. , I don’t know what material it was made of, but I saw the judge’s pen burst out, stretched to three feet, and went straight to Lu Wuchen’s throat and vagina.

Lu Wuchen snorted coldly, the long sword shook in mid-air, and immediately the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, splitting into two sword energy.

"Bang!" The energy clashed.

Xie Hui trembled all over, a burst of energy pierced through his meridians, and Lu Wuchen had already slashed at Xie Wenlong with a sword.

There was a sound of exclamation, and Xie Wenlong's roar, and the sword light immediately drowned him.

Xie Hui landed on the ground and glared at Lu Wuchen, only to find that Jie Wenlong had no scratches on his body, and the marble slabs around him were all turned into powder. The Yitian Sword was stuck on the side of his cheek, sticking to his cheek, and the chill was apparent.

"Is this how Castle Master Xie treats guests?" Lu Wuchen snorted coldly, took Kou Zhong and Shang Xiuxun with him and walked away.

The banquet ended unhappy.

Song Zhi shook his head and said, "How can brother Xie be so impulsive? Nephew Lu Xian is not a person who doesn't know how to advance and retreat, how could he hurt Wenlong?"

Xie Hui took back the judge's pen, sighed, and said, "It's all Wenlong's fault!"

At this time, a servant girl had helped him up to understand Wenlong, only to see that Xie Wenlong's face was pale, and there was still fear in his eyes, and it was only then that the sword made him feel fear.

Seeing this scene, Xie Hui sighed and said, "Why don't you help the young master go down to rest?"

Song Yuhua followed her husband back to the room, while Song Zhi and Xie Hui said a few words and then stood up and left.

Walking in the corridor of the fort, Song Shidao smiled slightly and said: "Brother Lu, he is really insidious!"

Song Zhi also couldn't help laughing, Nian Xu said with a smile: "Young people should be more tempered, but this time he did something insidious!" Then he laughed.

Song Shidao said with a smile: "I'm afraid Xie Wenlong will leave a hole in his heart this time. If he can't overcome the shadow of this sword, it will be difficult for him to improve his martial arts!"

Song Zhi said: "Then Xie Wenlong is not a persevering person. If not, why is his martial arts so low? Hu father and dog son, brother Xie is helpless!"

Song Shidao nodded, his face darkened, and he said, "It's just a pity for sister, daddy, he... oh!"

With a sigh, Song Zhi also sighed, "Brother is really eager for quick success in making such a decision, and didn't consider Yuhua's feelings, I just hope Yuhua will take it easy!"

The breeze blows, blowing away a sigh.

(End of this chapter)