Chapter 251 Da Kuang Famous Sword

"The more he is the son of a family in the capital, he is a hero in his youth, and he often plays with the market and reads evil books. People in the market often say that it is more like a sword, inlaid with gold and jade, which is actually useless. The more unconvinced he was, he drew his sword and made an oath. He looked for a famous teacher and went deep into the mountains. After seven years, he returned with a swordsmanship. He was summoned to the palace as a prince and taught swordsmanship. The more ambitious he is, the younger he joins the army, and he joins himself under the command of the emperor's uncle of the capital with a heavy sword. He has repeatedly made expeditions to kill the generals and kill the enemy. He has made outstanding achievements. He is the governor of the former army and ranks among the five tigers..."

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Looking at the silent old man not far away, An Bochen remembered who this person was when he was young.

The only son of the family among the five tigers, the only one who still occupies the top of the tiger and wolf when he is nearly 60 years old. His life can't be said to be legendary. The young man worshipped the head of swordsmanship. Just because of his swordsmanship that made hundreds of thousands of trees in Beijing's jaw-dropping, he had the name of five tiger generals in middle age, and he was the only swordsmen among the world's tigers and wolves. With just one epee, he established his invincible reputation. Normally, such a fierce general who has been stained with blood for most of his life should be tyrannical, arrogant and domineering even if he is nearly sixty years old. How can he be so quiet and indifferent?

Seeing that Wang Yue was just standing there quietly, looking indifferent, An Bochen tried to fly out three feet.

Wang Yue was still motionless, quietly looking at the sky at dawn. His eyes were like water, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

With a secret joy in his heart, An Bochen no longer hesitated. He suddenly flashed and flew east with innocence.

But at this moment, An Bochen only heard a sigh in his ear.

Then, the "hissing" inhalation sounded. The breathing sound came from Wang Yue, but An Bochen, who was a hundred feet high, could hear it extremely clearly. As the inhalation became deeper and deeper, a cold current fell from the clouds, tearing the air in front of An Bochen and stopping him on the spot.

"It is said that under the whole world, it is the king's land, and the competition is in the king's land. What's the reason to fight in this?"

Wang Yue finally opened his mouth, as if asking questions and answering questions. He didn't know whether to tell An Bochen or to tell him himself.

is another inevitable battle.

An Bochen was clear in his heart. He stopped and looked at Wang Yue like a sword, and his momentum was brewing to the peak in an instant.

"Do you want to stop me?"

His eyes were like a cold pool, and An Bochen asked.

The morning light fell from the sky, shrouded in Wang Yue's faint eyebrows, evaporating the water mist in his eyes, and his pupils gradually brightened and full of brilliance.

"I've been thinking about this question all night. Should I stop you or let you go?"

Raising his head, Wang Yue looked at An Bochen. The first time he came into contact with Wang Yue's eyes, An Bochen couldn't help but jump.

That look is warm and warm, just like the breeze in spring. It is completely different from Dian Kui's cold and tyrannical eyes. It is full of vitality and warm breath.

For no reason, the murderous atmosphere brewed to the peak of An Bochen gradually fell uncontrollably, as if the ice and snow met the spring breeze and naturally melted out.

With a tight heart, An Bochen turned his head, avoided that look, and said with a smile, "I don't know if General Wang has ever figured it out?"

Looking at An Bochen with regret, Wang Yue shook his head with a smile: "Is it Wang Tu under the whole world? Even if General An can do what he wants for a while, where can he escape in the end? Maybe Wang's Taoism is not enough, or maybe Wang can't see through it. Maybe Wang also wants to try how strong the character can survive under Dian Kui. In a word..."

Wang Yue didn't go on. The meaning of his words was obvious. After thinking about it all night, he still didn't intend to let An Bochen go.

He has benefited a lot from his three years of practice, but Wang Yue can't see through "Is it Wang Tu under the world" after all? He himself also knows that if he can break this layer of shackles, his Taoism and cultivation will advance rapidly. There are many people in the world who are like Wang Yue. They know their shortcomings and can continue to move forward when they put it down, but they can't see through it. Maybe it's the habits over time that make him unwilling to break the layer of window paper that he already knows where it is, because once it is broken, the belief that supports his life will collapse.

An Bochen nodded and was not angry: "In this case, it's useless to say more."

Hand pinching the seal method, An Bochen fell slowly from the sky with a silver gun in his hand. As soon as his feet touched the ground, An Bochen felt that Siye suddenly calmed down, and only Wang Yue and the epee in front of him were left between heaven and earth.

Another deep and long breath. From a distance of fifty feet, Wang Yue looked at An Bochen from afar. His wrist shook, and the bronze epee had fallen into the palm of his hand.

"Wang has been practicing Taoism for three years, and Kendo finally has a small success. I wanted to find General Lu to compete with him, but his majesty has an order, so he can only temporarily strand and come here to guard the town."

Wang Yue was born in a family. Although he experienced honor and disgrace, his temperament in his bones had not been worn out. He was very wordy before taking action. Although his voice was elegant, he still heard An Bochen frown.

"However, Mr. Wang was also very happy to see that General An's two moves were undefeated last night. Although General An is young, his Taoist skills are exquisite, and his strength is not inferior to the seven bears, and he can test the sword.

Test the sword? Last night, Dian Kui used me to test my skills. Today, Wang Yue also wants to use me to test the sword... In addition to those legendary owners, how dare you say that I, An Bochen, am your stepping stone? It's a pity that no one has stepped on it so far.

Looking at Wang Yue, An Bochen sneered in his heart, his wrists trembled, and the tip of the gun tore open a cyclone and roared.

"Have you said enough, General Wang?"

Listening to An Bochen's angry question, Wang Yue was not angry. He laughed and took a long breath, as if the sword had crossed a hundred feet of hard ice.

His breathing method is very strange, as deep as this, and An Bochen has only seen in his life.

After three breaths, the heavy sword in Wang Yue's hand had been raised, the wind and clouds surged, and the color of heaven and earth suddenly changed.

Sword to the world?

An Bochen was shocked, but he didn't expect that Wang Yue had also mastered the mystery of martial arts.

The Taoist skills at the level of Lv Fengqi and Dian Kui are more powerful than ordinary Taoism. In An Bochen's idea, the first layer should be the technique similar to the spiral gas column he mastered, using gun power to control the air and aggregate the four forces. The second layer is to draw a skill array and gather into his own battle array. Although An Bochen has a vague understanding, after all, the time is short and he has no time to practice. As for what level there is later, An Bochen has no way to know. After all, Dian Kui only made two moves last night.

But Wang Yue in front of him, his kendo has obviously reached the second level. The sword reigns over the world and draws his own kendo battle array.

The wind and clouds surged. As Wang Yue raised his heavy sword, thousands of clouds fell from the sky and fell to the tip of the sword, but Wang Yue shook his wrist and picked it into the air.

Those clouds were cut into nearly a thousand pieces by the sword force, and each one was condensed into a sword shape. In a blink of an eye, it condensed into a thousand pieces of sword gas before the edge of Wang Yue's heavy sword, each of which was winding like a snake and as a sword.

"Go!"

There was infinite vitality in his eyes. Wang Yue shouted low and raised his arms. His body was suspended in mid-air. Thousands of swords of swords split out with the heavy sword and flew out.

The sword is dense, like a torrential rainstorm.

In the sword rain is a figure walking like running. An Bochen turned into invisible water and rushed into the sword gas. The silver gun danced like the wind. With only the huge force of nine thousand pounds, he picked down the sword spirit one by one. From time, it appeared from time to time, rushing to Wang Yue like a broken bamboo.

Wang Yue quietly looked at An Bochen a hundred steps away, and his body turned into a shadow and suddenly disappeared.

When he appeared again, the epee in his hand was only three steps away from the invisible water melted by An Bochen.

A little white light flashed through his virtual eyes, and suddenly opened his eyes. Wang Yue's arm came out, and the bronze epee swept the wind shadow of the aisle and clicked to An Bochen.

"Hung!"

Guns and swords hit each other and made a muffled sound.

An Bochen originally turned into invisible water and rampaged in the array of sword spirit. He didn't want Wang Yue to see through his real body at a glance. In an instant, he crossed a hundred steps away and clicked with a sword.

Wang Yue's sword is very heavy, and it has more than 3,000 catties. I don't know what kind of material it is made of. At the same time, his arms are more than 10,000 catties. With a sword, he is innocent. An Bochen's body is shocked, and his wrists are numb, so he can only fight and retreat.

In a short moment, the two have fought more than ten times. The guns and swords hit each other. Wang Yue's swords are heavier and heavier one by one, and they are all points. One blow is retreated. An Bochen has a spiral power but can't send out, which is so uncomfortable.

A sword light flashed in the afterglow, but Wang Yue waved his sword again. An Bochen stood firmly, shook his right hand, and raised his gun to meet him.

However, unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Wang Yue's sword was as light as the spring breeze. The silver gun hit it and was empty, as if he had full strength and punched the cotton, which was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood.

The gun was old. An Bochen clenched his teeth and was about to draw a gun back. Unexpectedly, at this time, waves of sword power surged wildly, and one force was stronger than one force. It was like a continuous overlap of the sea tide, and in an instant, he broke the spiral force and flew An Bochen out.

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(Happy New Year, everyone~ I will go for a long trip to celebrate my birthday later, and I may be late in the evening, please forgive me)