One Sword to Heaven

Chapter 159 Draw the sword all the way 【First update】

After digging for a long time, He Kun finally took out a palm-sized exquisite mahogany box from his sleeve, then lifted the lid to reveal the contents, held the box in both hands and handed it to Wang Yan, shouting loudly: "Tongyuan dispatch and send it to Wang Yan." A lotus leaf on Dibing is for Wang Shaoxia to use as Cheng Yi, and I hope Wang Shaoxia will have a smooth journey to Nie Dao Temple."

Innate spirits!

The innate spirit that Wang Yan had been struggling to find was just held in his hand and delivered to him. Wang Yan really didn't know how to express this feeling. It is far less pure and thick than the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, and it is only a lotus leaf, but it is the size of two fingers together, but it is also much stronger than the core of the Mingyuan fruit. If Wang Yan absorbs the innate energy in it, he will Cultivation can be regarded as a small benefit.

In this way Cheng Yi was naturally sincere, Wang Yan accepted it calmly, He Kun heaved a sigh of relief, followed closely, and the people behind rushed up.

"San Dao Sect sent a copy of the Unknown Sword Sutra to Wang Shaoxia as Cheng Yi. I wish Wang Shaoxia's prestige will be as high as the sky, and he will be on the Qianlong list as soon as possible."

"Dragon Spear will present Wang Shaoxia with a Dari Tongxin Pill as Cheng Yi. May Wang Shaoxia make further progress."

"Zhaojue Temple presents a copy of the Moke Sutra. May Wang Shaoxia be a hero with courage and benevolence, and become a famous hero in the world as soon as possible."

Nearly [-] sects of all sizes in Jinyu City came, with the Tongyuan sect in front of them, and the things sent by other sects were naturally not bad. Hundreds of taels were used as money, and the congratulatory message was extremely flattering. In short, it was to let Wang Yan "short handed" and leave the Jinyu City as soon as possible after receiving the gift.

Wang Yan did not expect that his previous trip to Wuyin Village was empty, but he had gained a lot outside Jinyu City. This could be regarded as a lost opportunity. This harvest alone was definitely not as good as Duan Henan's bone-crushing and marrow-sucking mission in Yunjian. Down.

After the last small sect retreated, Wang Yan was already full of clothes, and there was no trace of coldness on his face. Then he bowed his hands to the heads of all the sects, and said with a smile: "Wang Yan thanked all the heads for their good words. , I hope everything goes smoothly to Nirandao Temple, the mountains are high and the rivers are long, see you in the rivers and lakes."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yan and Uncle Gui turned to the northeast direction. Seeing the two go away, the heads of all the sects heaved a sigh of relief. Fan really bleeds profusely."

"There is nothing we can do about this. Who allowed all of our disciples to participate in the King Killing Conference? Aojian Villa is not overbearing for a day or two. If these two people are not sent away early, once they enter the Golden Jade City, It’s still uncertain how much trouble will arise.”

"Oh, that's it. I just hope that no matter how high the mountains are or how long the water is, I will never see Wang Yan again."

While speaking, a group of sect leaders shook their heads and returned to Jinyu City.As these people sent Wang Yanli out of the country, the turmoil on the borders of Jinyu City finally subsided, but the world was still the same. Several sects who were not allowed to send heavy gifts were already thinking about how to make up for their losses. Everything about Wang Yan will not change in the slightest because of Wang Yan's coming and going.

"You are the Blood Demon Sword?"

Two days later, on the entrance passage outside Kunshan City, a man wearing a bamboo hat and holding a sword in his arms stopped Wang Yan and Uncle Gui who were in the crowd.

As soon as the man announced Wang Yan's name, the originally dense crowd dispersed. Ordinary people hurriedly left, while the good-hearted people in the crowd retreated ten meters away on both sides of the passage. Stop and get ready for a good show.Nowadays, the name of the Blood Demon Sword is known to everyone in the southern part of Beisheng State, but it is not as famous as seeing it. People in the world want to see with their own eyes how fierce this rumored bloodthirsty demon is.

"A certain family is Wang Yan."

While responding, Wang Yanyan slowly pulled out Luosha. He knew that it was not for nothing that this person blocked him in public. Heads are still valuable.

"Yes."

The person who stopped Wang Yan smiled coldly, took off his bamboo hat and threw it away, revealing an ordinary face, and said calmly: "I am in Wanshan, and the people in the world gave me the nickname 'One-Character Electric Sword'. I heard that your king Yan Da is making trouble in Jinyu City, but he doesn't take me, a member of the martial arts community in Beisheng Prefecture, seriously, so I'm here to let you know how powerful I am."

As the man announced his family name, all the people in the world who watched the excitement around him immediately talked about it.

"One word electric sword? It doesn't seem to be from our south."

"I heard that he is a sword-wielding genius of a small sect in the middle of the country. Although his reputation is not obvious, he should have some strength. Otherwise, why would he dare to challenge the Blood Demon Sword?"

"I do know a thing or two. This Yu Wanshan was born in Jianmen. A fast sword in his hand was rare in the meridian period, and there were even cases of beheading by leaps and bounds. It just disappeared in the past two years. I never thought that he had quietly broken through to the cloud. During the fetal period, this battle may be worth watching.”

Hearing someone in the crowd report his roots and past achievements, Yu Wanshan showed a little bit of color on his face, slowly drew out his long sword, and said: "The sword in my hand is called 'Que Yin', long Three feet and one inch, using the pole star iron produced exclusively in Donghua Prefecture."

It seems that Yu Wanshan really regarded himself as the number one person, but Wang Yan showed an impatient look on his face, and shouted: "What nonsense!"

Without waiting for the words to settle down, Wang Yan shakes the sand in his hand, and then cuts out with a sword from the air.

boom.
During the rumbling sonic boom, Wang Yan directly consumed about [-]% of his internal energy to slash out an invisible sword energy. The sword energy broke through the air and landed in front of Wan Shan in the blink of an eye. The guy's face immediately changed drastically, and he only had time to cross the sword. A block in front of the sword.

boom!
Hearing a muffled sound, Yu Wanshan was directly chopped off by a sword, and at the same time when the long sword was released, his figure was thrown into the air and he could not stop himself. The next moment, a figure rolled past in the air, and the moment the cold light suddenly appeared, Yu Wanshan's neck There is already an extra line of blood.

"Let's go."

Wang Yanshun picked up the 'Que Yin' that fell in mid-air, and without looking at Wan Shan again, he and Uncle Gui headed towards the city.Yu Wanshan lay motionless on the ground, the blood under his body spilled out in large swaths, and there was no life left at all. All he could see was his eyes wide open, as if he didn't believe that he could even take Wang Yan's sword until he died. Can't live.

"Death with one sword?"

The good-natured people around looked at Wang Yan's leaving figure, and they all gasped. They heard someone report Wanshan's roots and past achievements before, and thought that this person could do a few tricks under Wang Yan's hands. , Never thought that Yu Wanshan would die within a short breath.

"To be precise, it was killed by two swords."

There are still people who are sober. Wang Yan did make two strikes from the beginning to the end, but most people don't think there is any difference. They only heard someone say: "There is a difference? Wang Yan just slashed out with a sword from the air. Although Qi is strong, he definitely does not attack with all his strength, under such circumstances, Yu Wanshan can't handle it, and he is like a fish on a chopping board if he loses the strength to fight back when he is blown away by a sword, it can only be said that the difference in strength between the two is too great."

"But this Wang Yan is really ruthless, taking people's lives with his sword, the name of this blood demon is really worthy."

"It's a joke, if you want to step on others to achieve your own fame in the Jianghu, then naturally you have to pay the price with your life."

Amidst the chatter, a group of people from the rivers and lakes slowly dispersed, and the outside of Kunshan City returned to its normal appearance. The passage into the city was crowded with people, except for the dead body of Yu Wanshan.

Three days later, Wang Yan and Uncle Gui sat opposite each other in front of the window seat on the second floor at the most famous Nv'er Winery in Haisha City. Wang Yan picked up the wine bowl and sipped the 30-year-old Nv'er Wine, which was known as Shili Piao Fragrance. I was enjoying myself looking at the street scene outside the window. Suddenly, a loud shout came from the window.

"The Blood Demon Sword, Lin Wangshan from a certain 'Duanjiang Palm' family is here to ask for advice!"

Wang Yanxun looked at the reputation, and saw in the middle of the long street next to the restaurant, a big man with arms folded was standing proudly, with an indomitable appearance.

As the voice of the big man spread, the pedestrians on the long street quickly scattered, and the long street full of people became empty almost instantly. Seeing this, Wang Yan slowly put down the wine bowl in his hand, and murmured : "The good interest is disturbed like this, this person deserves to die."

"There are always self-righteous people in this arena, especially those who used to be famous. After a long period of retreat, they think that their martial arts are so advanced that it is difficult to find an opponent at the same level. Naturally, they want to find someone to try, and it just so happens that they beat you now. It can be said that you have gained both fame and fortune. Naturally, some people are unwilling to give up and despise the rumors, wanting to use your head to make a name for yourself.

It's not wrong for them to say that, just like when you intercepted and killed Rao Yu, you were not sure that you would be able to kill Rao Yu, right? "

Uncle Gui pointed out the key point, Wang Yan couldn't help nodding, and said: "Yes, people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and now I'm on the top of the waves, and I can't even take a step back. Uncle Gui, please sit down for a while. Wang Yan will come as soon as he goes."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Yan jumped out of the window and flew straight down. Without a word of nonsense, he pulled out the falling sand and slashed out with his sword.
After a while, a headless corpse appeared on the long street. Wang Yan was no longer interested in drinking wine and admiring the scenery. He only took the trophies from Angzang's body, and continued to the northeast with Uncle Gui under the setting sun. .

Seven days later, at Fenglingdu on the side of the Daheng River, a swordsman stopped Wang Yan before he boarded the boat.

"I am."

The swordsman opened his mouth just now, but Wang Yan shook his long sword impatiently, saying: "Stop talking nonsense, let's do it!"

As soon as the words fell, sword lights and sword shadows suddenly appeared, but after three or four rounds, a puddle of blood was splashed in the air, Wang Yan put the sword back into its sheath and stepped on the ferry with Uncle Gui.

Fifteen days later, No.1 in the south won under Mount Tailan.

"Blood Demon Sword, are you ready to die?"

Wang Yan couldn't remember clearly that this was the first person who came to challenge him along the way, and he didn't bother to remember, in this arena, disturbed by fame and fortune, after all, it was nothing more than drawing a sword all the way, and this time it was no exception. .

The sword light reappeared, and his figure was erratic. Under the three swords, Wang Yan had another life in his hands, but when he was about to leave after packing up the spoils, a strange feeling came from his waist, and then Wang Yan took his life out of his waist pocket. Take out two things, but they are two sheepskin rolls.

(End of this chapter)