Martial arts: People are in Qixia Town, starting with a green snake with two sleeves

He nodded: "The number one position in the world is vacant. Now that I am a land god, I want to make Old Monster Wang the real number two in the world."

"When will you get up?"

The white-haired sword fairy asked.

"Tomorrow."

Su Xuan replied.

"You need my support."

The ancestor Xuankongguan said: "In the Battle of Bamboo Sea, you and the Three Sects became mortal enemies. After this battle, the Three Sects will definitely fall to the Heyang Royal Family. Seven land gods and 82 grandmasters, although the Three Sects have suffered greatly. , but the heritage of thousands of years should not be underestimated.

This time, if you go east to Wudi City and challenge Old Monster Wang, they will definitely not let you be number one in the world just like that.

Sending out master dead soldiers to intercept and kill all the way will hurt your energy and spirit. That old monster Wang is ranked second in the world, and his strength is unfathomable. You may not be able to win this battle completely.

If you exhaust your energy, even if you win miserably, you will give the three religions a chance. "

"Need not."

Su Xuan shook his head: "The ten-year period is approaching, and I will definitely enter Wudi City. The masters of the three religions are just some ants. They want to die, so just come."

Having said all that, the ancestor Xuankong Guan saw how confident and decisive he was, so he didn't say anything more.

After having enough food and wine, and having a chat, they stayed in Xuankong Mountain for one night, and in the early morning of the second day, Su Xuan went down the mountain, carrying the sword box on his back, and headed towards the East China Sea.

Chapter 170: Master Zhao: The Poor Dao Comes to Die

The scorching sun was hanging high, the sun was shining brightly, and at the foot of the mountain, the man in white robe with the sword box on his back stepped out, with a step of hundreds of feet, and disappeared after a few breaths.

On the top of the mountain, the ancestor of Xuankongguan, with his hands behind his back, stared silently at the east, as if thousands of miles away, he saw the majestic city standing on the cliff of the East China Sea.

The vegetation is red, the mountain stream is bleeding, yesterday's blood mist condenses into dew in the morning light, hanging on the branches.

There is a strong smell of blood in the air, and I am afraid that there will be no half moon, and this smell will not dissipate.

"Old Ancestor, according to what you said, the masters of the Three Religions will intercept and kill Su Jianshen halfway, and consume Su Jianshen's energy, so can this battle be won?"

The female disciple Li Ruowei stood beside her and asked cautiously.

"Can win."

The White-haired Sword Immortal asserted: "The battle of Emperor Wudi City is the battle for Su Xuan to become number one in the world."

"why?"

She was puzzled.

Since yesterday, Li Ruowei's position in Xuankong Temple has jumped up, although he is still a disciple in name.

But in fact, he is practicing with the White-haired Sword Immortal, and he can almost be regarded as the default candidate for the next head teacher of Xuankong Temple.

"Because Su Xuan entered the realm of invincibility."

The white-haired old man said lightly: "The world is invincible, the world is all enemies, the more you fight, the stronger you become. In the battle of the Baili Bamboo Sea in Qing'an Prefecture, Su Xuan entered the land fairyland, killed three religions, seven land gods, and 82 real masters. When tens of thousands of armor are slaughtered, it is the time when the momentum is the strongest.

It can be said that the way of swordsmanship is the strongest in the world throughout the ages, and it is still above his master. If the three religions send masters to intercept and kill, they can only build up their momentum for him. "

"Ruowei, from now on you will practice swordsmanship by my side."

After leaving these words, the white-haired sword fairy floated away, leaving the girl standing on the top of the mountain in a daze, with mixed emotions in her heart, and finally all thoughts dispersed, and her eyes were full of determination.

A few days later, Su Xuan left Qing'an Mansion, and at this time, the battle of Baili Bamboo Sea had spread throughout Heyang.

Still sweeping across the entire Kyushu at a speed like a violent storm, everyone who got the news fell into a sluggish state, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Barry Bamboo Sea

Break through the formation of the three religions first, kill 82 masters, enter the land fairyland, and slaughter seven land gods in a row.

Afterwards, Wanjian Town was suspended in the sky, tens of thousands of armors were slaughtered, and the Shangshu of the Ministry of War of the Heyang Dynasty who claimed to be the number one in Kyushu Sword Dao was frightened and fled.

This battle shocked Heyang and Kyushu, and also pushed the name of the Green Bamboo Sword God Su Xuan to an unprecedented peak.

It was the one-armed old sword god of Xiliang who spoke in person, saying that the Qingzhu sword god is the strongest swordsman in the world since ancient times.

Ever since, the entire Kyushu world recognized this statement.

Green Bamboo Sword God Su Xuan

Throughout the ages in Kyushu, the way of swordsmanship is the strongest.

In the streets and alleys, in the rivers and lakes and temples, there are rumors of the Battle of the Bamboo Sea, and there are countless talented scholars who recite poems and Fu, and sing songs.

All over the world, I don't know how many people are fascinated by it.

There are also many masters of the rivers and lakes, after hearing that Su Xuan was going to Wudi City, they flocked to the East China Sea.

Just to witness this upcoming battle of the strongest in Jiazi, the invincible Kyushu, the world's second best Wang Laoguai against the strongest swordsman in Kyushu.

Even the turmoil of this battle has far overwhelmed the ongoing war in Jingji and Hebei.

Wu Zhou

Shinto

Clothes Palace

Empress Wu Zhou was sitting on the dragon chair, her eyes were not as indifferent and domineering as before, but more loving.

"Your Majesty, hurry up for eight hundred miles."

A maid hurriedly entered the palace, her face beaming with joy, she knelt down on the ground, and presented the memorial with both hands: "Your Majesty, in the battle of the Baili Bamboo Sea in Qing'an Mansion, Su Xuan, the God of Green Bamboo Sword, entered the Land of Gods and Fairyland, and killed three sects and seven gods." Land gods, and 82 real masters."

"Bring it quickly."

The corners of Wu Yue'er's mouth raised slightly, she got up from the dragon chair, eagerly took the booklet, and looked at it carefully.

After a long while, I read the entire memorial word by word, and there was a smile in my pair of long eyes.

"Your Majesty, after Su Jianshen Yujian frightened the minister of Heyang Military Department away, he stayed at Xuankong Monastery for one night, and two days ago, he went down Xuankong Mountain and headed straight for the East China Sea.

Today should step into the border of Youzhou. "

"He's going to Emperor Wu City?"

Wu Yueer frowned.

"should be."

The maid nodded.

"According to the news from Tongwenguan and Dianqian Division, the Three Religions have sent experts to intercept and kill Su Jianshen on the road in order to deplete his spirit."

"Your Majesty, you may need to send experts to protect you."

"Need not."

Sitting on the dragon chair, Wu Yue'er shook her head: "He has always been careful in doing things, and he has made every plan."

Sanchuan Palace

Chen Wending looked at the secret report in his hand, and his body was trembling. After a while, he slapped the table with his hand, and the tea splashed.

"Chen Changshi, what's wrong?"

In the main hall, all the people who were busy cast their gazes. Chen Wending grinned and said, "I just got the news that the young master is in the Bamboo Sea and defeated the masters of the three religions. He is heading to the Emperor Wu City in the East China Sea."

"Young master is mighty."

The news spread throughout the palace, every maid was overjoyed, even King Sanchuan was overjoyed, after all, the battle two days ago was vividly remembered.

If it wasn't for the protection of Xijianlou and Xiaoyuan's masters who defeated the powerful Heyang royal family, he, the king of Sanchuan, would have been decapitated long ago.

"Wu Jian, go to the gate of the palace and set off hundreds of firecrackers."

King Sanchuan waved his hand.

The noisy voice echoed, and it was the same in the small garden. It seemed that the excitement of the Chinese New Year made all the masters in Xijian Tower curious.

The Nangong woman with two long knives walked out of the Sword Washing Tower, stepped into the small garden, called a maid, frowned and said, "Why are you so happy?"

"Miss Nangong."

The maid's pretty face was blushing, and she said happily, "My son was in the Baili Bamboo Sea in Qing'an Mansion, defeated the masters of the three religions, entered the land fairyland, killed seven land gods, and 82 real masters, and slaughtered tens of thousands.

Now he is on his way to Emperor Wudi City in the East China Sea, and he has already reached the border of Youzhou. "

"Have you entered the land fairyland?"

The woman from Nangong was stunned when she heard the words, then she turned around and left from Xiaoyuan, she took out her bamboo hat from the Sword Washing Building, put it on, and went straight out of the palace.

"This kid is really a monster."

The Dugu Sword Master, who was sweeping the dead branches and leaves with a broom, sighed. He couldn't see that he was above the Sanjiang, with his sword out of the sheath, blocking the land gods of the Supreme Daomen.

As for Zhu Yuyan, he is still at Jianbei Pass, resisting General Xiang Wu.

Meanwhile, the Sanchuan Cavalry led by Ning Feng and Xu Hu were attacking and plundering land in the two prefectures of Jing and Hebei. Tu Xuan and Qin Yuan led [-] infantry and also entered Jizhou and moved to Qingzhou.

Xuankong Guan, the land of hundreds of miles of bamboo, and the land of three rivers, the royal family of Heyang has been plotting for a long time, planning to uproot Su Xuan, but none of them have been achieved.

The Xuankong Guan is still there, the masters of the three religions are buried in the bamboo sea, and the Sanchuan cavalry even pushes out to attack the land of the two states, and is about to complete the encirclement of Xiangwu.

Youzhou

On the banks of the Guyuan River, a group of young men in white clothes came slowly with their sword boxes on their backs, but they saw a cassock monk standing on the bank of the river, about 40 years old, with a burly body and a square face. .

"The Poor Monk Shaolin Martial Monastery has passed away, waiting here for Su Jianshen."

The cassock monk clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said softly.

The white-robed young man kept walking, as if he didn't hear it, he stepped on the Guyuan River on his own, stepped on the waves, and headed towards the cassock monk.

In an instant, the Shaolin monk Yuanmie pulled out the Jiedao behind his back, the blade was bright and bright with a little bloody color mixed with it.

The monk raised his true energy, and in an instant, the cultivation base of the Great Celestial Phenomena Realm erupted, and the blood-colored Buddha's power was mighty, rushing straight to the sky, causing the river to turmoil, and the hundreds of miles of mountains and fields to rustle.

Holding the Jie Dao, it spurs out a sharp blade glow, the void vibrates, and the blood light soars, like a Shura Yaksha walking out of a sea of ​​blood.

The method practiced by the monk is the Vajra Conquering Demon Art, taking the meaning of glaring at the Vajra, following the path of a martial artist.

Because of the many killings, he does not show up in the Buddhist sect, and usually retreats in the back mountain of Shaolin to practice silently, suppressing murderous aura with Buddhism.

That's not all, Monk Yuanmie burned his qi and blood, his whole body burst into hot golden light, his qi and blood surged, his body swelled, three flowers didn't bloom, five qi were not round, and he never condensed the Dao fruit of the land fairyland.

But relying on the powerful murderous aura, he forcibly raised his cultivation base to the Land of Gods and Immortals. Holding the Jie Dao, he slashed at the white-robed man who was crossing the river.

The shining Baizhang knife light fell, and Gu Yuanhe was split from the middle, the knife light was concentrated, but Su Xuan stretched out his palm, pinched his fingers into a sword, and tapped on the knife light, and the knife light shattered in an instant.

The earth-shattering coercion of the terrestrial fairyland also shattered, as if it had never appeared before.

Jie Dao exploded, and Monk Yuan Mie's eyes widened, a hole the size of a thumb pierced through his eyebrows.

"boom"

His body fell on his back, fell into the river, and was submerged by the waves in a blink of an eye.

A strong man in the celestial realm who forcibly sublimated and stepped into the fairyland of the land, but he couldn't even catch a finger.

Angry King Kong, that's all.

Stepping over the waves, crossing the Guyuan River, and stepping straight into the border of Youzhou, the mountains and fields are quiet, and along the way, there are many people from the rivers and lakes trailing behind.

The second day in Youzhou

Changyuan Mountain

A Grand Master of the Great Finger Profound Realm of the Taishang Taoist School blocked the way, but was suppressed and killed by Su Xuan with one finger, and he was cultivated and left.

within a few days

Third day

A grandmaster of the Great Finger Profound Realm of the Sword Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty appeared, but was suppressed and killed by Su Xuan with one finger, without even the slightest strength to resist.

fourth day

The white-browed monk of the Great Vajra Realm of the Kuzen School appeared in the boundary of Yanyun, blocked the way, and took Su Xuan's finger with Xiaocheng's six-foot-long golden body. The golden body was broken, and he vomited blood and died.

Within half a month, Su Xuan crossed three prefectures and eight counties, and encountered [-] strong men from three religions blocking the way, all of whom were celestial phenomena referring to Xuan Jinjing.

Everyone knows that blocking Su Xuan at this time is no different from sending him to death, including these masters of interception.