Daqin storyteller: I have become a sword fairy all the way

Stepping on the drunken moon-watching steps, Tang Xuan crossed the crowd like a gust of wind, stepped on a withered lotus leaf in the lake, and said loudly:
"Tang Xuan pays homage to Chongyang real person!"

With a loud shout, everyone by the lake looked in Tang Xuan's direction and shouted Tang Xuan's name excitedly.

At some point, an old Taoist in Tsing Yi standing on the water appeared opposite Tang Xuan.

The old man walked over step by step, without any attachment on the soles of his feet, just stepping on the water, but as steady as walking on flat ground.

The old Taoist in Tsing Yi is none other than Chongyang, the Immortal King of the Land.

When the people on the shore heard the words "Chongyang Daoist", they immediately became overwhelmed.

Although Wang Chongyang is rumored to have passed away and was not in the Jianghu for 30 years, everyone in the Jianghu knows the legend of Wang Chongyang.

In his 20s, he changed from literature to martial arts. From the Danding lineage of Taoism, he enlightened Taoism in Zhongnan Mountain and founded Quanzhen Sect. He obtained the supernatural powers among the five masters of Song Dynasty in Huashan Lunjian, and became the No. 1 in the world.
In his later years, he went a step further and stepped into the realm of land gods, becoming a legend in the whole world. He passed away soon after, but the Quanzhen sect he founded has already become a pivotal existence in the Jianghu of the Song Dynasty.

Seeing the familiar figure, Kishi Fusu said to himself:
"It turned out to be Daoist Chongyang, I really regret not asking for advice that day!"

Fu Nian beside him said with longing look:
"It is said that the Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism of Chongyang Daoist are integrated. If I can sit and discuss Dao with Daoist, my knowledge will definitely make greater progress!"

Fu Su said to Zhang Han:
"Wait until the competition is over and see if there is a chance to meet the Chongyang real person."

Zhang Han bowed and said, "I'll make arrangements now."

On the other side, Da Si Ming, who was standing on the top of the tree, recalled his arrogance when he faced that old man in the morning, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

That was the legendary Wang Chongyang!
Dong Huangtai has personally admitted that there is an existence that must not be provoked!

Da Si Ming turned his gaze to Tang Xuan, and secretly said in his heart:
How dare this bastard challenge Wang Chongyang?
Did he think no one could break that golden clock of his?
Am I so ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the earth for defeating a King Kong realm?

Strange, why should I worry about that bastard!
It would be best for Wang Chongyang to beat him to pieces!

Da Si Ming touched the cheek that was slapped by Tang Xuan, recalling the moment when he saw Tang Xuan, his cheek seemed to be hot again.

Back on the lake, Wang Chongyang smiled and said:

"The old man is not late!"

"The time is just right."

Speaking of which, Tang Xuan took off the sword case on his back, pulled out the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow Sword, threw the sword case towards Wei Zhuang, and said solemnly:

"Tang Xuan has nine swords, please guide me!"

[Peak Sword Nine Yellow Experience Card has been used]

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Suddenly, an astonishing sword intent erupted from Tang Xuan's body, and the calm Biliu Lake suddenly set off waves.
The wind from the lake swept across the crowd, and everyone had a penetrating feeling of being blown by a blade.

Wang Chongyang still looked at Tang Xuan with a smile. He felt that the Tang Xuan at this moment was completely different from the Tang Xuan he saw before.

The basis of his judgment is not strength, but sword intent.

Strength can be faked through pills and kung fu, but sword intent is the embodiment of a person's spirit and energy, and it can never be fooled.

Tang Xuan's sword intent that he had sensed before was very weak, without murderous intent or vigor, just like the drizzle in the early spring morning.

Tang Xuan's sword intent that he perceives now is powerful and majestic, full of murderous aura, and extremely sharp, like a thunderstorm in a midsummer afternoon.

Interesting, really interesting, it seems that Mr. Tang's technique is full of mysteries!
Maybe Mr. Tang will have a chance to let me relive the feeling of being hurt!

Wang Chongyang put his left hand behind his back, pinched his sword finger with his right hand, and pointed at Tang Xuan.

The white moonlight shone on the sword, holding the white sword in his hand, Tang Xuan in white stabbed a sword slowly,
"Jian Yi, one sword drives away the dust and the dragon and the snake."

Following the sound of a piercing howl that pierced the air, a light blue sword energy flew towards Wang Chongyang with lightning speed.

That is the purest sharpness, that is the sharpest sword energy, even if there is a hill in front of it, it can pierce through it.

Everyone looked at the light blue sword energy from a distance, and their eyes felt stinging.

It's just that the swordsmen Wei Zhuang, Fu Nian, and Tian Yan stared wide-eyed, for fear of missing a single detail.

Wang Chongyang smiled lightly, stretched out two fingers, as if pinching a chopstick, easily pinched the light blue sword energy, and said with a little appreciation:
"Not bad, but more than sharp, not enough confidence."

After speaking, the white light of the two fingertips shone, and the light blue sword energy was crushed effortlessly. It seemed that it was not much more difficult than crushing a piece of brown sugar for ordinary people.

No one expected that such a sharp sword energy would be crushed by the two fingers of this Tsing Yi old man!
Not to mention Wei Zhuang and others who are well versed in swordsmanship, even the tea peddler who does not understand martial arts can understand the strength and terror of this Chongyang real person!
Everyone by the lake was silent, and they refused to blink even their eyes were sore, for fear of missing any details.

The clear Biliu Lake, the bright moon in the sky, and the tall willows by the lake, they are the stage and the audience, enjoying the sword energy flying across the lake, and appreciating the ease and ease of Chongyang Daoist's sword finger dissolving the sword energy.

Wei Zhuang, who has always been proud, saw Wang Chongyang's invincible performance, and for the first time doubted himself.

That sword could undoubtedly kill him instantly, but the sword that was enough to kill him instantly was crushed by Wang Chongyang's two fingers!

Is it still meaningful to practice swords by yourself?
Anyway, no matter how much I practiced, I couldn't surpass Wang Chongyang.

On the lake, Tang Xuan was not discouraged at all when he saw this, and continued to swing his sword,
"Sword two, two appearances live together and tie the lotus"

The sword energy rushed towards Wang Chongyang like a tide, and blue lotuses bloomed everywhere beside Wang Chongyang.

With a sweep of Wang Chongyang's sword finger, it was like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and all the sword energy and green lotuses dissipated.

"Three swords, the sword energy on the sword weighs three catties"

The sword energy condensed into a gigantic sword several feet high and turned towards Wang Chongyang. He pointed at the tip of the gigantic sword, and the whole gigantic sword vanished into thin air.

"Four swords, four clouds floating and sinking"

"Sword Five, send Guanyin to the west in the wind and snow"

"Six Swords, Six Ways of Jiazi Lock Reincarnation"

"Seven swords, seven swords pick all the stars in the sky"

"Jian Ba, a song of the Eight Immortals kneeling before death"

The eight swords were used one after another, but they were all dismissed lightly by Wang Chongyang's right sword finger. Tang Xuan's internal strength was also exhausted, and his physical strength was also at its limit.

Looking at Tang Xuan who was bending over and panting heavily, Wang Chongyang praised:
"Mr. Tang's eight swords are ranked in the top five among the people the old man has seen."

"Ten more years of intensive training, maybe the old Taoist will be injured."

"Or, stop here?"

Tang Xuan's eyes were like iron, he laughed and said:

"The last sword has not yet been used, how can the real person conclude that it will take ten years for me to injure the real person?"

"Really, be careful, Tang Xuan is here!"

"Jian Jiu, six thousand rice wine from bad horses!"

There is no gorgeous sword energy, no gorgeous sword moves, just a flying stab of Tang Xuan holding the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow.

Seeing Tang Xuan's flying stab, Wang Chongyang was startled,
That is a completely different sword intent from the previous eight swords. If the sword intent of the first eight swords is attached to the individual, the sword intent of this sword has transcended the individual and extended to the entire world.

In Wang Chongyang's eyes, this sword gathered all the essence of the previous eight swords. It has sharpness, change, and thickness. This sword is not murderous, but it gives him a sense of danger that he has not seen for a long time.

Wang Chongyang was still pointing his sword at the enemy, the white innate inner strength wrapped around his fingertips, and pressed against the sword tip of the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow,
It was as if sparks had hit the earth, and an earth-shattering sword energy erupted at the intersection point of the fingertips and the sword tip, spreading around,
With the two of them as the center, the entire Biliu Lake suddenly set off layer after layer of huge waves, rushing towards the shore.

"Run!"

Fu Nian yelled at the crowd by the lake, and then said to the experts present:

"Everyone, don't hide your strength any more, act quickly!"

"Prevent ordinary people from being affected!"

After speaking, he was the first to rush out and flew towards the crowded place.

The rest of the people also flew to the shore, and with the full efforts of everyone, they finally blocked the huge waves.

The aftermath of the battle between the two requires everyone to deal with it with all their strength. I don't know what happened to the two in the middle of the battle?
Returning to the battlefield in the lake, Wang Chongyang's Taoist robe on his right arm was completely broken, and a hole was cut on his fingertip, blood flowed out, staining his palm red.

However, it was only a small opening, and the small opening stopped bleeding after three breaths, and healed after ten breaths.

On the other hand, Tang Xuan's face was pale and bloodless. If Wang Chongyang hadn't supported him with his inner strength, Tang Xuan would have fallen into the lake long ago.

Wang Chongyang was grinning widely at this moment, like a child who got a new toy.

He looked at Tang Xuan as if looking at a rare treasure, and the admiration in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Hahaha, good, good!"

"20 years, since the battle with Yuan Tiangang 20 years ago, the old man has never been injured again."

"Today, Mr. Tang hurt the old Taoist again. I, Wang Chongyang, would like to call you the second best swordsman in the world!"