The prince is very fierce

The wind and rain swept through thousands of streets, and there were many ghosts on the buildings.

Electric light suddenly appeared above the black clouds over the city, and the swordsman wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat suddenly appeared on the top of the house, and in an instant he disappeared into the rain curtain without making any sound.

The next moment, dozens of figures armed with swords passed over the house one after another, and the tiles shattered and the beams made a crisp sound. When the people in the house ran out to check, there was only a thunderstorm in the city outside.

"This man is so powerful..."

"Yeah, I can't catch up..."

On top of the buildings that were quickly forming, Zhou Qin's grandson Shangguan Jinghong, with dozens of his masters, followed the footsteps of the shadow in front of him with all his strength.

Shangguan Jinghong's martial arts skills are not bad, and he is also a first-rate master in the world, just a step behind the masters. However, even though he is running with all his strength, it is still difficult to keep up with the people in front of him. This also convinced him that the swordsman in the bamboo hat in front of him was the 'Xu Buling' he had been searching for all these days.

After all, apart from Xu Buling, his grandfather was the only one in the entire capital with such exaggerated movement skills, and even Sikong Zhi, who was the 'South Vietnam Seven Stars', might not be able to be this fast.

Seeing his opponent running further and further away, Shangguan Jinghong felt anxious, but he had no choice.

However, when the swordsman in the bamboo hat in front was about to reach the city wall, he suddenly stopped and stopped under the city wall.

"stop!"

Shangguan Jinghong didn't believe that a master-level master with such good movement skills could not even climb a three-foot-high city wall. He hurriedly raised his hand to stop, and the dozens of masters behind him also quickly stopped and spread out to flank him.

The swordsman in a bamboo hat stood on the roof beside the city wall, the blade of his sword kept sliding down due to the rain, as if he had not seen the pursuers behind him.

Shangguan Jinghong knew that he was weighing a lot, so he stood on the spot with Miao Dao in both hands. Seeing that the other party refused to run away, he didn't know what to do. If the other party really promised not to do so, they probably wouldn't be enough to kill them if they numbered dozens of people.

There was only a short stalemate. The swordsman in the bamboo hat did not jump up the city wall. Instead, he tilted his head slightly, revealing the profile of his face covered by a black scarf, and said hoarsely:

"Go away, I don't want to kill anyone."

When the voice is calm, it is like a hunter holding a sharp knife, chasing away a group of lambs that have come to the door to die.

Shangguan Jinghong frowned. In fact, he didn't want to take risks, but 'Xu Buling' was right in front of him, and he was still standing so arrogantly. If he rolled away with his tail between his legs without saying a word, he, Baichonggu, had gone to such great lengths to deceive Xu Buling. What are you here for?

Seeing that his grandfather Zhou Qin and the second elder Sikongzhi hadn't come over yet, Shangguan Jinghong was a little anxious. In order to delay time, he said:

"You are alone and you are worthy of letting us go?"

rustle

The sad sword cry sounded in the wind and rain.

A cold light flashed under the thunder clouds, and the figure of the swordsman in a bamboo hat disappeared from the top of the house, like a black falcon flying above the city. In just a few breaths, he passed the dozens of chasing masters, and even the sound of his robes was heard. Without bringing him up, he came to Shangguan Jinghong.

Shangguan Jinghong's pupils suddenly dilated, he didn't even have time to make an expression, and he hurriedly raised his hands to block.

bite

A few sparks burst out in the rainy night, but without causing much disturbance, the Miao Dao in Shangguan Jinghong's hand flew out and stuck on the street below the house.

The guards who were chasing around saw only an afterimage flying from the side, and they broke out in cold sweat behind them. They turned around to rush for help, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they stopped hurriedly.

The swordsman in bamboo hat who was still standing under the city wall just now came to stand in front of Shangguan Jinghong.

The three-foot green blade touched Shangguan Jinghong's throat half an inch, and the raindrops hit the blade and made little splashes of water.

Shangguan Jinghong only took three steps back. His hands were empty and he stood frozen on the spot with a pale face.

Being so close to each other, Shangguan Jinghong was able to see clearly that the iron sword in the hand of the swordsman in a bamboo hat was already rusty. At the end of the slender blade, a small character "Di" could be vaguely seen.

The hunter is called "Di". Twenty years ago, Pu Di, the only South Vietnamese swordsman recognized by the three major swordsmanship families in the Central Plains, was also the strongest ranger in South Vietnam. His nickname was "Hunter".

Being recognized by a swordsmanship family is just a nice way of saying it in the world. To put it simply, you just go to the door and hand over the battle invitation, beat the opponent to the ground, and you will naturally be recognized.

Being recognized by the three major swordsmanship families meant that Pu Di had defeated the young Lu Baiming, the late Zhu eldest son, and Song Ying of the Junshan Cao family in single combat. At that time, the Tang family was still a second-rate family, and Tang Jiao was not worthy of being a rival.

Also twenty years ago, when Pu Di was at the height of his fame, he suddenly disappeared. Just like his sword, after leaving a brightest sword light in the night, it disappeared completely, making it difficult for the world to trace the trace.

Twenty years is a generation, and not many people still remember this swordsman.

However, Shangguan Jinghong still remembered.

Seeing the long sword in front of him, Shangguan Jinghong was stunned for a moment, staring at the swordsman in the bamboo hat with some disbelief.

The swordsman in the bamboo hat removed his sword blade and pointed it diagonally at the street. His lips under the black scarf moved:

"Can you leave now?"

"..."

Shangguan Jinghong took two steps back, thought for a moment, raised his hand to salute, turned around and waved, and led the people back to Guifei Street. ——

thunderbolt

Lightning flashed across the night sky, and the city was still windy and rainy.

The swordsman in a bamboo hat stood on the house, watching the dozens of pursuers go away. He did not leave, but held a long sword, standing between the sky and the earth like a giant tree.

bang bang

A slight clap sounded from behind.

Xu Buling, carrying a straight knife on his back, appeared at some unknown time, sitting lazily on the wall, his face covered with a black scarf, his eyes filled with approval, and his clear voice rang out in the wind and rain:

"What a fast sword. The last time I saw such a fast sword was by Zhu Liu. A good swordsman doesn't fight, but runs to a tavern to be a waiter. Are all sword learners so willful?"

Pu Di turned around, raised his bamboo hat, and looked at Xu Buling above:

"I don't want to kill anyone. From now on, leave Yongzhou City, and I won't make things difficult for you."

"You can't leave until the matter is done."

"You only have one chance."

"Since you alarmed the guards to remind Chen Ju, it means you are not Chen Ju's man. What is your relationship with Chen Ju?"

After these two sentences, the walls fell silent, leaving only the two people separated by the rain curtain.

Pu Di didn't know Xu Buling, but it didn't matter who dared to attack Chen Ju's carriage and sneak into the mansion to plot.

Swish

The sword sounded like crying.

Pu Di turned the sword lightly, and the roof under his feet suddenly exploded. The whole person broke through the rain curtain, but in the blink of an eye, he had arrived under the wall.

Xu Buling tapped the wall tiles, his body was as light as a wild goose, and he drew his sword from his back in mid-air. His momentum suddenly changed again, and he pressed towards Pu Di, who was in front of Qingfeng, with the momentum of splitting the mountain. He raised his hand and used the Thousand Blades Sect's signature skill, the Twenty-Eight Chain Knives!

Ding Ding Ding

Two figures collided in the rain, three sparks flashed, and Pu Di's figure had already fallen, stepping on the floor tiles under the city wall.

Xu Buling turned like the wind, and the sword in his hand rolled up the wind and rain like a wave, pressing towards Pu Di with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, leaving no gap.

"Twenty-Eight Chain Knives?"

Pu Di's sword tip danced quickly, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes, but his hands seemed to move quickly, as if it was not the first time he had faced this move.

The strength of the Twenty-Eight Chain Knives is that they are linked together and cannot be avoided. Either you are faster than the opponent's move and you can solve it yourself, or you can forcibly break away at the cost of your life.

After Pu Di connected three swords, he did not hesitate at all. He did not block the fourth sword, but forced his body to turn aside, and the sword went straight to Xu Buling's throat.

Snap

The sword flashed, and blood mixed into the rain curtain.

Xu Buling turned his head to avoid the sword blade, and the sword in his hand chopped on Pu Di's right chest, directly sweeping a bloody wound deep enough to see the bone.

However, Pu Di dodged in time and received the sword with his torso. Although he was seriously injured, his combat power was not affected in a short time.

After forcing Xu Buling to stop with one sword, the sword in Pu Di's hand suddenly accelerated, sweeping all parts of Xu Buling's body like a raging flame. It has the ghostliness of the Lu family sword's "one sword, a hundred sounds", and the swiftness and accuracy of the Cao and Zhu families. It can be said that it integrates the strengths of the three families into a school of its own; the only shortcoming is that it does not have the purity of the three major sword schools, but it is definitely worthy of the word "grandmaster".

Xu Buling moved backwards step by step, and after connecting twelve swords, his back hit the city wall.

At this moment, Pu Di's eyes suddenly condensed, and the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed at Xu Buling's throat like a venomous snake.

As soon as the sword was used, Pu Di felt a chill in his heart, thinking that it was not good.

Xu Buling had been using knife moves just now. Once the twenty-eight-way chain knife was broken, it was difficult to reconnect, and he was basically suppressed.

But just when he was forced to the wall and could no longer retreat, Xu Buling turned the straight knife in his hand lightly, used the knife as a sword, and raised his hand to stab with a sword.

This sword was the "Shaking Mountain" learned from Manzhi.

It was created by the contemporary sword saint. He learned all the martial arts in the world, removed the dross and kept the essence into sword moves, and then integrated hundreds of sword moves and refined them into one sword.

In Zhu Liu's hands, this sword can kill Song Ying instantly. Eunuch Jia sensed Zhu Liu's killing intention and was able to save Song Yu in advance.

Xu Buling had lost all his emotions when fighting against others, and was simply attacking and defending with all his heart and soul. Who in the world could stop him with this sword?

In the night rain, a dragon roared suddenly.

Xu Buling thrust out his sword, which directly shattered his sleeves and arm guards. The straight blade could not withstand the distance, and the trembling was visible to the naked eye.

Pu Di was as shocked as Song Ying was back then, and even more shocked and incomprehensible. He wanted to retract his sword and defend himself, but he had no spare energy at all. He could only watch Xu Buling's sword attack him. His movements were smooth and indestructible, and he didn't even have a chance to dodge.

Snap

After the sharp sword roar, rain splashed, the bamboo hat was torn into pieces, and the fragments pierced into the houses and the bricks and stones of the city wall.

Pu Di's long hair, which was bound by hemp rope, was shattered, and the gray hair flew into the rain curtain, and then fell to the ground by the heavy rain in an instant, and the messy long hair was scattered on his face...