Martial Arts: Seven Heroes Town Storytelling, Invite the Moon for Rewards

The bruises and poisonous marks on Yan Nantian's hands, feet and arms were eliminated one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye, which stunned all the onlookers.

They have never seen such a miraculous healing panacea.

"He's alive! All the toxins in Yan Daxia's body have been eliminated."

After Xue Yiren inspected it, he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Take him into the private room to heal his wounds, and he will heal within three days."

Su Chen waved his hand and said, showing his demeanor.

"Mr. Su's high righteousness, someone Xue admires."

"In the future, if there is an assignment, only one sentence is needed, and Xue is obliged to do so."

Xue Yiren bowed solemnly, and then went up to the third floor with Yan Nantian on his back.

The surrounding audience sighed with emotion that another sword god worshiped under Mr. Su's sect.

They can no longer imagine how powerful Mr. Su's influence is now.

……

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen coughed lightly, unfolded the Autumn Moon Fan, and said loudly: "The storytelling begins now."

This sentence immediately drew everyone's attention back.

In the private room on the third floor.

A Fei raised his voice and said: "I know, one of the sword immortals must be Sui Xiegu, the sword-eating patriarch!"

As soon as these words came out, there was immediate response from all the swordsmen.

Ever since Su Chen announced that he would comment on the Three Swordsmen of the Spring and Autumn Period, there has been a lot of discussion in the world about who these three are.

Among them, Sui Xiegu, the ancestor of sword eating, is one of the popular figures.

This old ancestor is extremely domineering, he eats swords for a living, and the more famous the sword, the more he likes it.

Moreover, the two disciples taught are also famous.

A Sword Nine Emperors, Emperor Wu fought Wang Xianzhi at the head of the city, forcing Wang Xianzhi to fight with both hands, and died of exhaustion.

A sword emperor of Western Shu, who monopolizes [-]% of the sword luck in Western Shu, guards the gate of the city alone, burns out the last trace of sword will, the king and his ministers die at the gate of the country, and the swordsman dies in the rivers and lakes.

He even borrowed the sword Chunqiu from the city of Emperor Wudi, traveled thousands of miles through the clouds to kill the big devil Han Shengxuan, and saved Shizi's life.

Such a character, no matter how he counts, he can be called a sword fairy, right?

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen smiled slightly, shook the Autumn Moon Fan lightly, and said slowly:

"'〃Sui Xiegu, the ancestor of eating swords, is not one of the three great sword immortals in the Spring and Autumn Period."

"Although in terms of swordsmanship and sword intent, Sui Xiegu is the best in the world, not inferior to any sword fairy."

"But what he actually cultivates is not the way of the sword, but the way of heaven!"

"In essence, Sui Xiegu used the way of the sword to cultivate the way of heaven, using the sword as a medium, but it was not actually for the way of the sword."

"Back then, the Nine Emperors of Sword died in Emperor Wu City, and Sui Xiegu climbed to Emperor Wu City alone with one sword, challenging the invincible Wang Xianzhi."

"It's not that he has confidence in his own way of the sword, but that he has confidence in the way of heaven that he has cultivated. As long as Wang Xianzhi is under the way of heaven, he can fight."

"The real sword fairy uses the sword to ask questions, but he uses the Tao to perform the sword. It seems to be similar, but in fact the end is reversed. It is completely different, so he is not included in the list of sword fairy."

"Give an example and you will be able to understand clearly."

"Today's Wudang Patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, in terms of swordsmanship, is enough to rank among the top three sword gods, but he is not among the sword gods."

"The reason is exactly the same as Sui Xiegu's. Zhang Zhenren's practice is not the way of swordsmanship, but just using the way to perform swords, and all methods come from the same source."

After these words fell, the audience suddenly burst into exclamations.

Sui Xiegu is such an astonishingly talented person, how could he not be considered a Spring and Autumn Sword Immortal?

But when Su Chen used Zhang Sanfeng as an example later, everyone nodded in a half-understanding manner.

Wudang swordsmanship is famous all over the world, if Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the sect, is not good at swordsmanship, no one would agree.

But to say that Zhang Sanfeng is the sword god of the world is really not worth the money.

Converted to Sui Xiegu, it is the same.

It's just that even people like Sui Xiegu can't be regarded as sword immortals.

Then they really couldn't imagine who the three spring and autumn sword immortals were.

"Although this ancestor of the Sui Dynasty is not a sword fairy, he is also amazing in the way of swordsmanship. Please give Mr. Su a detailed comment!"

In the hall, Guo Songyang said loudly and boldly, and at the same time, there were voices of approval.

Everyone is very curious about the life of this sword-eating ancestor.

On the white jade platform.

Su Chen took a sip of tea, listened to everyone's petition, nodded slowly and said:

"Since you are so yearning, Su will give you some comments."

"Although Sui Xiegu's state of swordsmanship has already reached the transcendent and holy, but he has always acted in a low-key manner, so he is not known to the world."

"Throughout his life, there were only six battles in which he really used his full strength."

"Three of them were facing the Three Great Sword Immortals of Spring and Autumn, and exchanging arms with the old sword god Li Chungang."

"The most glorious battle is the ultimate battle outside Jubei City."

"That day, the sky was full of yellow sand, and Sui Xiegu, who had fluttering snowy eyebrows, twirled a long eyebrow with his fingers."

"With one breath, the swords of the whole city are like soldiers, forming an infantry battle formation."

"Two inhalations, and eight thousand remnant swords soar into the air, forming a crossbow array of shooters."

"Three breaths, the sword intent gained from eating swords for a hundred years will be scattered into the two large formations."

"Two sword formations, two Qi Qi."

"One hundred years of spirit, three breaths out."

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Chapter 165 Comments on the Third Sword Immortal, Immortal Tu, Feng Tianmen!

Su Chen had finished speaking, but everyone in the hall remained silent for a long time.

Everyone was caught in that infinite shock.

The two sword arrays are formed in one breath.

Three breaths out of a hundred years of energy!

In Su Chen's narration, a desolate picture scroll of Jubei City seemed to be laid out in front of everyone's eyes.

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the wind is blowing away.

Inside the city walls, there are countless people from the Central Plains, women, children, old and young.

Outside the city wall, there are hundreds of thousands of Beiman troops, armed with a murderous aura.

A group of Central Plains martial arts masters gathered here, they are the last hope of the people in that city.

They can retreat and flee thousands of miles away.

But the people in the city cannot retreat, they can only wait to die!

For the sake of the people who cannot retreat, these martial arts masters can obviously retreat an inch and cannot let it go.

Everyone seemed to see the white-haired Sui Xiegu standing outside Jubei City, facing hundreds of thousands of Beiman troops.

He was smiling, calm and indifferent, and Lang Lang's voice sounded in the void.

The mainstay, the center of the river protruding, the rolling flood, the mighty Changchun!

He opened his mouth wide, and all the long swords in the city flew out in the air, forming a flickering sword array under the traction of his aura.

Seeing this scene, those northern cavalrymen trembled and came roaring, wanting to kill Sui Xiegu in one fell swoop.

But Sui Xiegu remained unafraid, and took another breath.

Those long swords inserted obliquely on the ground clanged and broke through the ground one after another, standing across the sky like thousands of powerful crossbows shining with cold light.

Then, Sui Xiegu inhaled for the third time.

That tall and burly body actually radiated infinite white light, blazing like the scorching sun.

All the amazing sword intent hidden in his belly gushed out and merged into the two sword formations, injecting soul into each sword.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Outside Jubei City, the sound of killing echoed through the ears.

Two terrifying sword formations shot out under the urging of Sui Xiegu.

The yellow sand soared into the sky, and the entire army of [-] Beishan Jingqi fell.

At the head of Jubei City, 777 seemed to be beating drums, roaring, and countless people roaring...

The old man who had exchanged arms with Spring and Autumn Sword Armor Li Chungang passed away with a smile on his face.

The picture in front of him shattered, and tears burst out of his eyes line by line.

After a brief silence, an astonishing discussion erupted in the hall:

"What a sword-eating ancestor, he actually used up his last wisp of sword intent to protect the people of the Central Plains!"

"Is this the world in the snow? It's the first time I've been to the scene to listen to the book. It's really shocking."

"I didn't expect Sui Xiegu to be so powerful. He has fought against all three of the Spring and Autumn Sword Immortals, and even exchanged arms with Li Chungang!"

"The ultimate battle in Jubei City, what kind of tragic battle was it that made a land god have to sacrifice his life?"

"There are eight thousand broken swords all over the ground, it can be seen that an extremely tragic battle has erupted before this."

"The ancestor of the Sui Dynasty is indeed a real man, with a century-old sword intent, he spit out three mouthfuls, just to protect the people of one side, admire him!"

"Mr. Su, can you give us a comment on the Battle of Jubei City, I feel that this battle must be very exciting."

……

The third private room in the East District.

Ah Fei slammed the table and exclaimed: "Okay! What an ancestor who eats swords, I admire him!"

Li Xun Huan took a sip of wine, his eyes were puzzled, as if he was still immersed in the mood of the great battle in the northern city.

"Two sword formations, two Qi Qi."

"One hundred years of spirit, three breaths out."

Such a heroic sword fairy touched his heart very much, this is the world he yearns for!

There is no intrigue, no intrigue, only love and hatred, even if you die, you will have no regrets.

……

The first private room in the South District.

Feng Qingyang felt that his breathing was about to stagnate.

Sui Xiegu, the patriarch who eats swords, his final fatal blow to agcd deeply shocked him.

Eat the sword for a hundred years, once it is gone, there will be gains if there are losses...

Suddenly, he felt as if he had realized something, he couldn't help clenching the long sword with his right hand, and a heavy sword move evolved in his mind.

Dugu Nine Swords breaks through thousands of spells, focusing on intentions rather than moves.

He had been unable to comprehend what this artistic conception was before, but now he has a little understanding.