Martial Arts: Storyteller in the Valley of the Wicked, Xiao Yuer works part-time

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Tianzi No. [-] room.

The birth of the Sword God Ranking made Ah Fei's emotions a little higher.

"Brother, how does my swordsmanship compare to that of Jing Wuming?"

After taking a sip of strong wine, Li Xun Huan said with a smile, "Jing Wuming is Shangguan Jin Hong's left and right hand."

"Facing him with your current state, you will definitely die."

Hearing this comment, Ah Fei said with disdain: "Brother, you must have read it wrong."

"Maybe my swordsmanship is still better than his?"

Facing A Fei's stubbornness, Li Xun Huan shook his head with a smile.

After all, he is still a child, but that's fine, after all, who is not frivolous when young?

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Before the people below calmed down, Ye Chen continued, "No. 8 on the Great Sword God List, Xue Yiren!"

Ye Chen's voice made the inn forcefully quiet.

"The man in Xue Yi, people in Jianghu call him the Man in Blood Clothes."

"When I was young, I held the Tianqing Meteor Sword and went through the rivers and lakes to get the name of the blood-clothed man."

"Chivalrous and vengeful, killing people is like nothing."

"Even Pei Huan, the 'killer Wuchang' who hit all over the southern seven provinces with a pair of Wuchang hooks in his hand, was beheaded by Xue Yiren on Mount Goulou."

"When a person reaches middle age, his anger clears away, and he gradually fades out of the world, but his swordsmanship has reached the peak. In the past 40 years, no one has passed ten strokes under his hands."

Speaking of this, Ye Chen suddenly smiled.

"It's a pity that he was born at an untimely time. Just when he had just touched the pinnacle of his swordsmanship, Xie Xiaofeng of the Excalibur Villa was born."

"So Xue Yiren has been pushed down to the second place in the world."

"Without Xie Xiaofeng, Xue Yiren could still be the 'No. [-] in the world' for a period of time."

"Although it's only on the bright side, it's extremely difficult, but there are no ifs in the world."

"Comprehensive consideration, so it is placed eighth on the Sword God list."

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After listening, the people in the inn were speechless for a while.

The owner of Xuejiazhuang's reputation in the Jianghu is not small, and logically speaking, he should be the envy of everyone.

But why in Mr. Ye's mouth, he has become so pitiful?

"No, I don't quite understand what Mr. Ye said about the number one on the bright side!"

"cut!"

"If you don't listen to me telling you to study more, the first thing on the surface is to say that you don't count those hidden masters."

"For example, Senior Feng Qingyang, did you know him before?"

"But speaking of it, Xue Yiren is really pitiful. It's okay to be suppressed by Xie Xiaofeng before, but at least he can be number two in the world."

"It's fine now, just become the second to last."

Chapter 70

Crowd: ? ? ?

Everyone felt a little confused when they heard the words of this quack.

"Brother, you made a mistake."

"Xue Yiren is ranked eighth, how could he be second to last?"

Faced with this question, the man rolled his eyes and said, "Are you stupid?"

"Although Mr. Ye ranked Senior Feng Qingyang last, Mr. Ye also said that Senior Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship strength can be ranked in the top five."

"The reason why it is ranked last is because Senior Feng Qingyang failed to get out of Dugu Nine Swords' troubles."

"Mr. Ye is right in saying that, because he is a Ping'an Sword Immortal, and his swordsmanship has reached an indescribable level."

"But why do you think so, you still talk about the realm with your three-legged cat's kung fu, do you understand?"

Everyone: "..."

Boy, you are very arrogant!

Although what you said makes sense, you wait for me.

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After taking a sip of the fragrant tea, Ye Chen slowly put down the teacup after thoroughly savoring the aroma of the tea.

"The following people can be said to be very skilled in the Tao. They stand in front of the threshold of the sword, enter the pure land, and retreat to the mortal world."

"If some of them can take a step forward, it may not be impossible to be among the top three."

Hearing this, someone immediately stood up and asked, "Mr. Ye, when will they take this step?"

Hearing this question, Ye Chen shook his folding fan with a smile.

"The distance of this step seems to be very short, but it is actually separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. It is as difficult as reaching the sky to break through."

After listening, everyone understood what Mr. Ye meant.

They can't break through. If they could break through this realm, they would have broken through a long time ago.

"Of course, if you still don't quite understand what a Taoist is, then let's just listen to the seventh place on the Sword God List."

"The seventh place in the Great Ming Sword God List, Fang Baoyu, the soul boy in the sword."

"Ten years ago, the men in white from Dongying challenged the Central Plains, and then fought with Zi Yihou at sea. Zi Yihou narrowly won with half a move, but was seriously injured."

"However, the man in white made a seven-year agreement, trying to challenge the Central Plains again after seven years."

"Zi Yihou knew that his life was not long, so Fang Baoyu, who was only 11 years old in Huiyan, entrusted him with a seven-year agreement."

"Fang Baoyu went through many hardships, learned from heaven and earth, and finally realized the way of swordsmanship. He is really a soul boy in the sword."

"And his self-created 'Sword of Nature' is triggered by the mind, which is a kind of endless hopeful swordsmanship."

"In the end, he comprehended the mystery at a critical moment, defeated the man in white with a move, and resolved a crisis for the Jianghu martial arts."

"As the so-called success or failure in life and death is a moment, the winner is lonely and the loser is dead. Time goes back 11 years, and children with long temples are at ease."

"Fang Baoyu, the soul boy in the sword, should be ranked seventh in the list of sword gods."

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After speaking, everyone in the inn opened their mouths.

No wonder Mr. Ye looked down on Feng Qingyang's talent. At first, everyone didn't understand, but now they fully understand.

What is a genius, this is a genius, God just chases after him and feeds it into his mouth!

Challenging the swordsman in white from Dongying sounds very powerful.

They challenge the white-clothed swordsmen of the East, and take up the rise and fall of the Central Plains martial arts, and they...

Check out the music!

"This Fang Baoyu sounds powerful, who knows his actual strength?"

Someone asked this question, and the others immediately said, "It's not easy to know Fang Baoyu's strength."

"Ask Mr. Ye! Fang Baoyu defeated the Dongying white swordsman, and the strength of the white swordsman will not be enough."

As soon as these words came out, many quacks in the inn were asking about the strength of the swordsman in white.

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Seeing this, Ye Chen just smiled.

"Now we are talking about the Great Ming Sword God List. It would be somewhat inappropriate to say that Dongying swordsmen are here."

"Why don't I tell you about Zi Yihou's situation, so that everyone can have a comparison."

Everyone is very satisfied with this result.

Ye Chen didn't procrastinate, he thought for a moment and said directly: "Zi Yihou, who has no name and no surname, travels in the sea on a five-color sailboat all year round."

"A master of swordsmanship at home and abroad, he understands the 190 secret swordsmanship of the three schools in the world, and integrates the essence of each school into one."

"In the battle with the men in white from Dongying at sea, they used 97 kinds of sword techniques in a row. In the end, they used the sword technique of subduing demons, which has been lost for a hundred years, to win by luck."

"But with 97 kinds of sword techniques in a row, Zi Yihou's internal strength has been depleted by more than half."

"Although he won half a move, he was also broken by the true energy of the man in white on the sword."

"That's why the seven-year contract was entrusted to Fang Baoyu."

"So, can you understand me?"

Everyone: "..."

I understand, I understand very well, in a word, it is just one sentence.

People are very powerful, I, garbage!

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Tianzi No. [-] room.

The smile just now disappeared on A Fei's face, because after listening to Zi Yihou's description, he already had a clear understanding of the strength of the three of them.

I am three years younger than that Fang Baoyu, but Fang Baoyu was already able to defeat Dongying white swordsman.

The current self, not to mention the white-clothed swordsman ten years later, even the self ten years ago can't beat it!

Thinking of this, Ah Fei couldn't help feeling a sense of frustration.

Is my kendo talent really that bad?

Seeing this, Li Xun Huan said with a smile: "Don't be discouraged, your talent in swordsmanship is not bad, give you some time, and you can reach this height."

Hearing this, Ah Fei raised his head and said, "Brother, can I really do it?"

"I am eighteen this year, but I am not Fang Baoyu's opponent, even if it is him."

"What does this mean? Even if you can't surpass him now, it doesn't mean you won't be able to surpass him in the future."

"If you are still not confident, you can ask Mr. Ye later, and he will tell you the answer."

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Tianzi No. [-] room.

Ximen Chuuxue's sword intent was raging, and Lu Xiaofeng huddled in a corner humbly.

It's not that Lu Xiaofeng can't resist these scattered sword intents, but that he doesn't want to resist.

This guy Ximen Chuuxue wanted to try his consonant finger more than once, but he never gave him the chance.

What if he fights against him and he strikes himself with a backhand sword.

I am not sure if I can catch his sword well, if I miss, my fingers will be gone.

I will not do such a stupid thing.

Sensing Lu Xiaofeng's resentment, Ximen Chuuxue slightly tilted his head and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"Why do you say I'm afraid! You couldn't find an opponent before, but now there are opponents everywhere."

"You are not allowed to think of me again, I will not catch your sword with a consonant finger."

Hearing this, Ximen Chuuxue nodded.

"It's really not necessary, I have a better goal now."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

Don't underestimate me, okay, I have a good understanding...