Comprehensive Martial Arts: Inheriting The Swordsman In The World! Li Hanyi Confesses

"If there wasn't that person, if you practiced in the pavilion for ten years, you would be able to see all living beings below and no one above you!"

Counselor Li Yishan's voice sounded in the pavilion.

The top floor of Tingchao Pavilion——

The beautiful Nangong Pushe, who wears a long embroidered sword on his waist, met with Li Yishan who was living in seclusion in Tingchao Pavilion on the recommendation of Xu Fengnian.

In front of the nanmu table, counselor Li Yishan sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The beauty named Nangong Pushe stood respectfully opposite.

"Thank you sir for your advice, but I don't know who the person you are talking about is?"

Li Yishan did not reply, but looked at the old sword god Li Chungang under the pavilion.

"Twenty years ago, Li Laojian's famous sword was popular in the world, and twenty years later..."

“There are talented people from generation to generation, and each of them leads the way for hundreds of years.”

"The only person who can make Old Sword God Li take the initiative to leave Tingchao Pavilion is Xu Xiao, the King of North Cold."

"The only one is Wangjianshan."

The white fox face followed Li Yishan's gaze and looked at the one-armed old man in sheepskin fur by the lake.

Looking in the direction where the old sword god Li Chungang looked, the white fox's face suddenly twisted!

"Wangjian Mountain!"

"The gentleman you are talking about is the human Martial Saint!"

Counselor Li Yishan opened his eyes slightly and nodded slightly.

"It is rumored that Princess Beihan went to Wangjian Mountain, broke through the realm one after another, and entered the first rank Vajra realm."

"really?"

Li Yishan still nodded calmly.

When the two met under the Tingchao Pavilion, Bai Hulian was only thinking about entering the pavilion and did not take a look at his qi.

After talking with Li Yishan in the pavilion, even though he was as high-spirited as Nangong Pushe, he couldn't help but be amazed!

Especially Xu Weixiong, the second princess of Beihan, broke through the first rank!

This is exactly what she dreamed of!

Bai Hulian tried his best to enter Tingchaoting and made plans to practice hard for ten years in order to break through the first rank Realm.

But the Second Princess of Beihan only went to Wangjian Mountain, had a few words with the human Martial Saint, and then broke into Vajra one after another.

How could Bai Hulian'er not be tempted by such a rapid breakthrough in Realm?

As the back of the old sword god Li Chungang gradually faded away, Nangong Pushe in the attic slowly withdrew his sight.

Stand up straight, clasp your hands and bow to the counselor Li Yishan who is sitting cross-legged!

"Do you really want to give up the opportunity to join the cabinet that you bought with a spring thunder sword?"

Li Yishan, who looked slightly withered, opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Pushe.

"yes!"

The beautiful-looking woman in white with a sword nodded and said resolutely: "Wangjian Mountain has something I want more."

Li Yishan nodded and watched Bai Huer's face go downstairs.

After leaving Tingchao Pavilion, Nangong Pushe met the crown prince Xu Fengnian on the lakeside promenade.

"Hey? Bai Hulianer, shouldn't you be studying martial arts secrets in Tingchao Pavilion at this time?"

Xu Fengnian put the Chunlei dagger he had just wiped clean on his waist, with undisguised affection in his eyes.

"No more reading."

Nangong Pushe's face was cold and he spoke very little.

It always gives people a feeling of being superior.

"Why? Tingchaoting, the arsenal that contains the secrets of the entire martial arts world, can't keep you?"

Xu Fengnian was puzzled.

Bai Hu'er's face was always calm, his eyes subconsciously looked in one direction, and he said calmly: "I want to leave Prince Beihan's Mansion."

As he said that, he glanced at the short sword Chun Lei on Xu Fengnian's waist, and said: "I'll give the Chun Lei sword to you. After all, I am leaving Tingchaoting."

Nangong Pushe's words made Xu Fengnian even more confused.

In order to be able to enter Tingchao Pavilion, the extremely kind-hearted Bai Hulianer was even willing to escort Xu Fengnian back to Beihan;

And he was even willing to exchange his Chunlei dagger for a chance to study in the pavilion.

But what's happening now?

Leaving suddenly?

"If you're not studying secret books in Ting Chaoting, then where are you going?"

"Go to Wangjian Mountain!"

"Go find the human Martial Saint."

Nangong Pushe walked lightly and passed by Xu Fengnian, leaving behind a word.

He left without looking back.

Looking at Nangong Pushe's retreating back, Xu Fengnian's Danfeng eyes showed a hint of loss.

He lowered his head and murmured, "Why do you have to leave?"

Not long after Bai Hulianer left, Old Huang carried the sword box on his back and brought a maroon lame horse.

Three years ago, this horse was Beihan's best-selling horse.

But after traveling with Lao Huang and his son Xu Fengnian for three years and six thousand miles, he became as skinny as a lame horse.

But the two people's feelings for this horse are extremely deep.

Seeing Lao Huang leading the horse, Xu Fengnian stepped forward quickly, hugged the horse's head, and murmured: "Xiaohong, Xiaohong, during the time I came back, I have never wronged you!"

"By the way, Lao Huang, it turns out you are a master!"

"Then when we were chased by horse bandits and almost died, why didn't you open the sword box and slash the horse bandits to death with a few swords?"

"How fashionable and awesome that is!"

"If that boy Wen Hua knew that you were such a high-level master, that boy wouldn't be able to hold your thigh and become a disciple!"

Xu Fengnian said, raising his hand to make a gesture above his head, indicating that Lao Huang was a very high expert.

Listening to Xu Fengnian's words, Old Huang smiled, revealing a row of yellow teeth with two missing front teeth.

He said in a Xishu accent: "Young Master is disappointed. In fact, Lao Huang is not a very good master."

"When I met the horse bandit, I didn't take action because the prince had told me not to show my martial arts easily in front of the Young Master."

Xu Fengnian nodded with a smug look on his face, "Let me just say, is that guy Xu Xiao willing to let me travel alone? I can't have any experts around me."

"Young Master may not know that two dead soldiers have died in secret battles in the past three years."

After Lao Huang finished speaking, Xu Fengnian's face became stiff and fell into silence for a while.

Compared to Xu Fengnian, Lao Huang was a little more relaxed and said: "Lao Huang has long said that Young Master is different from others. Young Master has a warm heart and always treats people as human beings."

"Hey, look at Lao Huang's mouth. He shouldn't mention such sad things."

"Young Master, Lao Huang originally only had eight swords, but after traveling with Young Master for three years, the sword's heart became enlightened."

"I have realized the extremely domineering Nine Swordsmanship. Compared with the previous eight swordsmanship, this sword is more impressive!"

Lao Huang grinned, as happy as mentioning his own child.

"It's just that this ninth sword doesn't have a name yet."

"Lao Huang is a young man in school. I want to ask Young Master to give me a name. I don't know if he is right or not?"

The Crown Prince Xu Fengnian broke away from the silence and nodded, "We traveled together for three years and six thousand miles..."

"Old Huang, if you don't think it's tacky, how about I call it Liuqianli?"

There was a hint of joy in the servant's withered face. He touched the messy stubble with one hand and smacked his lips: "It's not tacky! It's not tacky!"

"Six thousand miles! You are so domineering!"

"In the future, when I encounter an enemy, I, Old Huang, will shout out the sword move, Six Thousand Miles!~"

"Hehe, I'm sure to scare the enemy out of their wits!"

Xu Fengnian nodded, and then he paid careful attention to Lao Huang's outfit.

foot-binding strips for long journeys;

Carrying a sword box and cloth pouch on the back.

The maroon lame horse also had its mane straightened out.

"Old Huang, what's going on?"

Xu Fengnian came back to his senses and spoke in surprise.

The groom, Lao Huang, always had a smile on his lips, and said softly: "All these years, I have been watching Chu Kuangnu at the bottom of Tingchao Lake. Now that he is released, nothing will happen to Lao Huang."

"You want to leave too? Going to Wangjian Mountain to find the human Martial Saint?"

Old Huang shook his head and said calmly: "Old Huang wants to leave, but not to Wangjian Mountain."

"I lost to the old monster of the Martial Emperor City King back then. I can't let go of it these years. I'm thinking about asking for it back."

Xu Fengnian had no idea how to retain this old horseman who had accompanied him for three years and six thousand miles.

Since you can't figure it out, just don't think about it.

Xu Fengnian asked his servants to prepare a bag of rice wine, and personally held the reins of the maroon lame horse and sent Lao Huang outside the palace.

I didn't forget to stuff a few small-denomination banknotes into Old Huang's hand.

"Young Master, come back, Lao Huang knows the way."

"Send it off again..."

Lao Huang finally left, leading the lame horse, with the wine bag given by Xu Fengnian hanging around his waist.

Walk calmly towards the Martial Emperor City.

On the avenue, Old Huang seemed to be mumbling something:

I regard my life as my invitation to welcome the prince into the world;

The wind is tight~!

Lao Huang will stop talking nonsense this time!

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It is said that after Xu Weixiong left Beihan Prince's Mansion, he went to Beihan Camp alone!

Everyone knows that Northern Han King Xu Xiao loves his children the most.

Each of Xu Xiao's children has a direct army.

Such as the eldest son Xu Fengnian's Fengziying.

Xu Weixiong, dressed in a bright red shirt, rode high on a war horse and arrived at the Beihan camp in person.

Lead the 800 direct Weixiong troops to Xueyue City!

On the North Cold Road!

Under the leadership of a man dressed in red, eight hundred cavalry galloped like thunder on the ground!

So majestic and unstoppable!

drive! Drive!

Xu Weixiong, who was riding in the lead, held the reins in his hand and looked far away in the direction of Xueyue City, with the figure of Ye Fan emerging in his mind.

She wants to seek justice for that human Martial Saint!

She wants to tell Li Hanyi personally that you are not worthy of him!

She wanted to disgrace Li Hanyi in front of everyone!