Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 25 The Great Wilderness Sword, Shou Nanfeng

In half a day, Ning Zhiqiu prepared all the materials, thanks to Fang Zhongyu's support.

Sword meteorites, sword heart embryos and other strange things are rare, but fortunately Chaotian City is the largest city in the world, whether it is in the martial arts world or in the folk, there are traces to follow.

There are two copies of each rare item, one for each of Tang Ge and Ning Zhiqiu.

In the following time, when it was time for Tang Ge to perform, he first went to Ning Zhiqiu's room with a bunch of odd objects. He didn't know what he was doing, and he came out after a while.

Then Tang Ge took another copy and returned to his room.

"Wonderful, wonderful"

Sitting cross-legged in his room, Tang Ge could vaguely hear voices coming from Ning Zhiqiu's room.

Sword meteorite, sword heart embryo, nine-turn ivy, and ink crystal, these four things are used to perform the sword-sealing technique.

The sword-sealing technique is a formation. This formation is extremely domineering. Although it is a bit dangerous, it is most suitable for sword practitioners to use when they have the opportunity to break through.

The powerful sword energy can completely stimulate the potential of practitioners, so as to achieve the goal of breakthrough.

The life of a practitioner is always accompanied by dangers, and sword sealing is the best example of this. It has risks, but it can also bring great benefits to sword practitioners.

The last strange item is Xuanhuang Paste, which is not used for the sword sealing technique, but for healing at the end.

Without exception, everyone who has experienced sword sealing will suffer more or less flesh and blood injuries.

Of course, every practitioner can only use the Sword Sealing Technique once in his life.

The heart of the sword is the center of the formation, providing the source of sword energy. Nine-turn green vines and ink crystals are supplemented to soften the sword energy of the heart of the sword to the greatest extent and reduce the damage to practitioners.

The sword meteorite was split by the sword energy and turned into countless fragments, whistling around the formation, surrounding Tang Ge to prevent the sword energy from leaking out of the heart of the sword.

In the end, add the heart formula of sealing swordsmanship, and the formation is complete.

Two rooms, two sword-sealing formations, and two kendo practitioners are breaking through.

Time passed very slowly, but also very quickly. When the stars twinkled and the moon hung high in the night, there was still no movement in the room of the two.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkled in the courtyard, elongating the shadows of the houses and trees, and it is extremely quiet. This is what the night should look like.

In a certain corner of the yard, there was a sudden sound, followed by a plume of green smoke.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a black figure appeared out of nowhere, revealing a pair of deep and sharp eyes.

The eyes moved, scanning every corner of the yard, the main hall was pitch black, only the two rooms inside the arch on one side were brightly lit, and the voices coming from them could be faintly heard.

The sound was like the roar of a sword, but also like the whistling of the wind.

The man in black didn't move, but suddenly his eyes sharpened, and he turned to look at the wall behind him.

At some point there appeared a figure standing with his hands behind his back, and the moonlight poured down from his back, blurring his face.

Such a posture is quite chic and willful.

The man in black kept turning his head, quietly looking at the man on the wall, his gaze gradually changed from sharp to doubt, and finally to calm and relieved.

The man on the wall nodded slightly at him, then jumped down behind him and disappeared under the moonlight.

Seeing this, the man in black glanced around again, a thin layer of green smoke gradually appeared on the surface of his body, and then disappeared.

……

……

In a certain high pavilion in Chaotian City, the man in black met the man on the wall just now.

"When did you come?"

As the head of the ghost organization Nine Nethers, the man in black actually respects this man.

With his back to Qingyan and his hands behind his back, the man looked at Chaotian City, where thousands of houses were still brightly lit under the night, the coldness between his brows gradually dissipated a lot.

"It's been a while, and I'm worried that he went down the mountain alone."

Qing Yan raised her head, looked at his back, and asked: "You mean Tang Ge?"

The man nodded slightly, and said: "Some time ago, someone with a ghost wanted to kill him, do you know what happened?"

There was a little chill in his voice, which made Qingyan slightly startled.

"Huanyang took over the task. I don't know who the employer is, and Huanyang has already died in Han Yu's hands."

Qingyan broke into a cold sweat, and was more nervous facing this person than he was facing the Holy Lord, one of the three immortals.

The man raised his head, and the moonlight was reflected in his eyes, which gradually turned cold, and even the surrounding temperature dropped slightly.

"check!"

He only said one word, but he didn't have the courage to resist.

"Yes!"

Qing Yan nodded heavily, and then saw the person in front of him slowly turn around.

His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes have sharp outlines. The most obvious thing is that his eyebrows are as white as snow. Although his face is calm, it always makes Qing Yan feel like he has fallen into a deep pool.

He stared at Qingyan's only exposed eyes, smiled suddenly, and said: "I have kept you hidden under these black clothes all these years, thank you for your hard work."

Qing Yan was frightened, put one hand on her chest, and bowed deeply.

"You don't have to say that, this is what I should do."

"it is good."

The man thought for a moment and then said: "I'm going to Tanlang Palace. Unless Tang Ge's life is threatened, you don't have to take action."

"Also, I hope that when I come back, you have found out who the employer behind Huanyang is."

Qingyan bowed her hands and saluted, "Yes."

……

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Regarding the meeting between Qingyan and the mysterious person, Tang Ge didn't know anything about it. He was currently in the formation of sealing swordsmanship, and he was concentrating on resisting the pain and looking for an opportunity to break through.

Time passed slowly, and a dark cloud floated across the surface of the bright moon like a black veil. It was already the middle of the night, and most of the lights of Wanjia in Chaotian City had been dimmed.

"Huiyang Realm, I finally succeeded!"

Ning Zhiqiu's excited voice came out, and then he ran out of the room, but saw that Tang Ge's door was closed, and only heard the sound of sword whistles from inside.

"Why hasn't he finished yet?"

Logically speaking, Tang Ge's realm is low, and the breakthrough should be faster, but now it is exactly the opposite of Ning Zhiqiu.

Because of breaking through the Sunshine Realm, Ning Zhiqiu was too excited and stayed up all night, only the sound of Qiu Hanjian piercing the air was heard in the courtyard all night.

Until the white fish belly appeared in the east, and the turbidity of the night was gradually dispersed by the skylight, Ning Zhiqiu felt a little tired, so she lay down on Tang Ge's bamboo chair.

But Tango still showed no signs of coming out.

Are you asleep?
Ning Zhiqiu thought this way several times, but the continuous howling of swords in the room proved his guess was wrong.

"Well, Ning Zhiqiu, you are really easy to find for this young master, so you are hiding here to relax."

The joking voice reached Ning Zhiqiu's ears, he stood up abruptly, clenched the Qiuhan Sword with his backhand, and stared in the direction of the gate.

Along with a burst of commotion, several figures broke into the courtyard. It was obvious that the person in the middle of their crowd was the core.

When Ning Zhiqiu saw that person, his expression changed slightly, and he said coldly, "Chi Xiaofei, what are you doing here?"

The man Ning Zhiqiu called Chi Xiaofei looked quite young, with a disdainful smile on his face, and he looked like a playboy at first glance.

And those people around him all had approving smiles, obviously flattering Chi Xiaofei.

There was only one exception. He stood quietly next to Chi Xiaofei, with indifferent eyes and a broad long sword in his arms.

With his chin raised high, Chi Xiaofei said, "What are you doing? Don't you have any idea? Chaotian City only has those two pieces of Sword Heart left, and you snatched them all away."

Ning Zhiqiu's eyes could not help but fall on the indifferent swordsman beside Chi Xiaofei, he himself was a cold sword.

"First come, first served, how can it be called grabbing?"

Ning Zhiqiu always wanted to appear very calm, just like Tang Ge, but his dull tone was always a bit of a joke.

Chi Xiaofei glared at Ning Zhiqiu and said: "Hand over the fetus of Jianxin now, and I can let you die happily. Otherwise, I will remove your legs first, and then slowly torture you."

"Just you?" Ning Zhiqiu raised the Qiuhan Sword, pointing the sword's edge directly at Chi Xiaofei's face that needed a beating.

Chi Xiaofei sneered disdainfully, glanced at the indifferent swordsman beside him, and said: "I can't beat you, I let you snatch the birth of Jianxin yesterday, and now Master Shou is here, you don't have the right to act wild!"

"Master Shou?"

Ning Zhiqiu recalled the swordsmen he had seen and heard in the past, but there seemed to be no longevity characters in their names, and he didn't have any impression of the broad long sword.

"Whether you are qualified or not, let's wait until you fight!" Qiu Han's sword buzzed, and a sword whistling sound erupted in response to Ning Zhiqiu's state of mind.

Chi Xiaofei smiled coldly. When he looked at the indifferent swordsman, he still had a bit of respect.

"Master Shou, teach this kid a lesson!"

The cold swordsman nodded slightly and walked towards Ning Zhiqiu with his broad sword in his arms. Every step he took caused a tremor in the air and he stopped a few feet away from Ning Zhiqiu.

The sword is unsheathed. The blade is broad, extremely black, and engraved with complex patterns. It can be called an epee or a giant sword.

boom!
The indifferent swordsman held the epee and directly inserted it into the ground. The stone slab broke instantly, splashing some gravel.

A sword of such weight is extremely light in the hands of a cold swordsman.

"Shou Nanfeng, Great Desolation Sword." The cold swordsman said indifferently, Ning Zhiqiu frowned slightly, he had never heard the name of the person, nor the name of the sword.

"Ning Zhiqiu, Qiu Hanjian."

As soon as Ning Zhiqiu's words fell, Shou Nanfeng raised the Great Wilderness Sword without any warning, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and slashed at him with a domineering posture.

Seeing this scene, Chi Xiaofei and his dandies all showed a proud look of winning.

bass!
Ning Zhiqiu held the Qiuhan Sword in his hand to meet him head-on, but he didn't fight recklessly. The Qiuhan Sword was pitifully small in front of the Dahuangjian.

At the same time, Ning Zhiqiu leaped into the air and pointed his sword at Shou Nanfeng's head, but he underestimated Shou Nanfeng's agility.

Shou Nanfeng's hand holding the sword suddenly let go, and instantly changed direction, holding the sword backwards, the epee directly covered his head, and also blocked Ning Zhiqiu's fatal strike.

The sword light bloomed instantly.

The shock force of the Great Wild Sword was huge, Ning Zhiqiu only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and at the same time roughly guessed Shou Nanfeng's cultivation level.

Huiyang's Upper Realm is two small realms higher than him.

Next, under the astonished gazes of Chi Xiaofei and others, Ning Zhiqiu and Shou Nanfeng fought for hundreds of rounds.

But Shou Nanfeng was always on the defensive. Even though Ning Zhiqiu's Qiuhan Sword attacked from all directions, he would defend like a green hill.

If you observe carefully, Shou Nanfeng's feet never move more than a foot away.

Ning Zhiqiu's face was slightly red, and her breathing was slightly short, but her eyes became sharper, with sword light blazing.

"Now it's my turn to attack."

Holding the sword in one hand, Shou Nanfeng immediately bullied Ning Zhiqiu closer.

(End of this chapter)