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Volume 6: Guan Feng Yun Lu Chapter 13: Shock in the Jianghu

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    On the first day of June, it rained lightly.

    In Suqian County, there is a mansion with blue bricks and gray tiles near the north gate. It is the residence of Cui Weicheng, a hero who is famous on both sides of the Huaihe River.

    In the Cui Mansion Hall, there were more than a dozen banquet tables, where the guests and hosts were having a great time.  Cui Weicheng, who was sitting in the main seat, had a glowing face, witty words, and high spirits as he looked around, showing off his magnanimous demeanor.  The well-informed guests came over in turn to offer toasts, and they did not hesitate to send flattering and blessing words, which always made Cui Weicheng burst out laughing.

    When the wine was full of wine, a capable and agile man hurried in and whispered a few words into Cui Weicheng's ear.  Cui Weicheng frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's just a trivial matter. You brothers and sisters can make the decision and let it go. But don't do anything serious to hurt people's lives or ruin my interest in drinking." "Yes!" The man's eyes flashed with light.  , turned around and left.

    The next one, an old man in black who was over fifty years old, stopped his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Master Cui, is it possible that some blind guy came to cause trouble?"

    Cui Weicheng shook his head and said: "There is nothing we can do. Those fledglings want to take the shortcut to fame. They often come here rashly to declare war, make big words, and drive away one after another like flies. It's really a headache.  ah."

    A majestic and muscular man grinned and said: "These little guys are very clever. In fact, the palms of their hands are very loose. Nine and a half out of ten have silver-like wax spear heads, which are good but useless. The blame is on Brother Cui.  Your reputation is so great, if people passing by Suqian don't look for you, who will they look for?"

    Cui Weicheng smiled and nodded at the big man, and said: "Brother Pang, you are wearing this hat too high. How can I bear it? In terms of martial arts, reputation, and connections, there are many who are better than me.  Woolen cloth."

    "Master Cui is so humble!" "Master Cui is the number one person in Suqian's martial arts world. There is absolutely no objection!" "Master Cui is the only one among us who is qualified to attend the Jinling wedding banquet. How can anyone else match this honor?" Everyone in the so-called sedan chair said.  Hey, everyone said something to me during the banquet, and everyone raised their glasses to congratulate me. The scene was really lively.

    Suddenly listening to Ding Dang's noise, followed by the sound of scolding, screaming, and weapon impact all the way. There was no stop -ups.  Looking out through the open door and window, I saw the sword light shining, and a tall, strong young man dressed in black suddenly appeared.  His eyes were steady, his movements were like the wind, and he showed a brave and domineering spirit like a lion. He seemed not to care about any hardships or hardships.  In comparison, Cui Weicheng's disciples were as weak as sheep, and anyone who came close would be knocked down by one of his moves!

    Cui Weicheng has been in the world for decades, so he is well-informed. How can he not see that someone is not good?  Suppressing the rising anger, he shouted: "Stop it!"

    The cold light suddenly faded away, and the man in black stood still and said: "Junior Hu Xiaotian! It coincides with the fiftieth birthday of Master Cui. Hu is so reckless. Please pray for Haihan." As soon as he stopped, he stood like a mountain, exuding an awe-inspiring radiance.  His heart palpitating strength is not to be insulted.

    Cui Weicheng frowned and said in a deep voice: "Hu Xiaotian, Cui asked himself that he has never met you, so naturally he will not have any issues with you. But you came uninvited, brazenly drew your sword to hurt my disciple, and spoiled my birthday banquet. After all, what happened?"  What's your intention? I can't tell you, Cui wants to teach you a lesson on behalf of your master!"

    "Hu Xiaotian?! He is the Ming Dynasty warrior Hu Xiaotian!" Cui Weicheng didn't know Hu Xiaotian's name, but that didn't mean that everyone else was ignorant. Exclamations immediately sounded in the hall.  Someone reminded in a low voice: "Master Cui, Hu Xiaotian defeated Huashan Jiang Mingfeng and the Mongolian swordsman Tenggemu a few days ago. He was personally named the 'Ming Warrior' by King Yan himself. His swordsmanship is extraordinary!" Cui Weicheng was shocked and his expression changed.  He stood upright solemnly, and the faint sword energy filled the air quietly.

    Hu Xiaotian said loudly: "This junior came to the door rashly because I really want to ask for something."

    Cui Weicheng said: "Please speak!"

    Hu Xiaotian said slowly: "I heard that Master Cui has received a special invitation and will go to Jinling to attend the wedding banquet in the near future, is that true?"

    Cui Weicheng was stunned for a moment, with a glint of pride flashing in his eyes. He couldn't help but smile: "Cui has a little reputation in the world, but I didn't expect that it would reach the ears of the great master. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed." Ji Haoming and  Tang Xue's union caused a sensation in the world, and countless heroes and knights intended to attend the ceremony. However, due to venue restrictions, only 500 people were invited to the wedding ceremony and had the honor to meet the Grand Master.  In order to take care of guests from all over the world, these 500 wedding invitations have been delivered two months in advance so that the invitees can plan their itinerary freely.  It can be said that those who were invited were all famous, status, and powerful figures, and it was impossible for ordinary people to appear on the guest list.  Taking Suqian alone, there are dozens of sects and gangs within hundreds of miles, and there are quite a few famous knights and heroes, but only Cui Weicheng received the invitation - this is an honor that cannot be exchanged for ten thousand dollars.  Jianghu people compete with each other to see who has the hardest fist and the strongest fist.The most important and most important thing is one's own face.  In order to save face, it is commonplace to draw a knife and chop someone off at the slightest disagreement.

    Hu Xiaotian smiled lightly and said, "I would like to ask, can this invitation be transferred to me?"

    Everyone looked at each other in shock, and you could hear needles dropping inside and outside the hall.

    Cui Weicheng's face was livid. This was clearly a provocation from a naked slap in the face. How could he swallow his anger in front of so many martial arts comrades?  He reached into his arms and took out a golden invitation, threw it casually, and the invitation was half embedded in the door frame. He said coldly: "The invitation is here, I don't know if you have the ability to take it away!"

    Hu Xiaotian said: "Master Cui is indeed a cheerful person. Please!" He put his left palm on his right wrist, bowed and saluted, and pointed his long sword forward, as if asking for advice.

    "Huh!" Cui Weicheng took the sword from his disciple and walked out with his head held high.  He was originally a disciple of Wudang's outer sect. After traveling around the world, he studied under many famous masters and learned from the strengths of many masters. He created a "Liangyi Qingfeng Sword". His swordsmanship became his own school, and he was recognized as a master of swordsmanship in the Jianghuai area.  He walked straight to Hu Xiaotian and said coldly: "If you win, I will send you an invitation. But if you lose, I will leave an arm! Young man, how are you doing?"

    Hu Xiaotian said neither humble nor arrogantly: "It's a deal!"

    Cui Weicheng has so much experience that he will never look down upon his opponent because of his young age.  In fact, if there was a better choice, he really didn't want to openly compete with this rising star. It would be fine if he won, but if he failed, where would he put his old face?  He held his sword across his chest, stood up with his feet spread out, and said calmly: "You are a junior, I'll let you take the first shot."

    Hu Xiaotian smiled slightly and said: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders!" Before he could finish his words, lightning flashed suddenly, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Cui Weicheng's throat. It was really lightning fast.  This straight thrust of the sword may seem ordinary, but in fact it has reached the ultimate level of simplicity. It is intended to be the superior state of the sword, and ordinary warriors cannot perform it.  As soon as the sword was drawn, the sound of wind was sharp and harsh, and the expressions of all those watching changed.  The speed of the long sword breaking through the air is so fast and the strength of the load is beyond imagination.  Most people couldn't catch the movement of the sword at all, but as soon as they saw it, he had crossed a distance of three feet, and the sword light was pointing to Cui Weicheng's vital point.  The knowledgeable person couldn't help but exclaim: "This is the art of combining man and sword!"

    Cui Weicheng has been immersed in swordsmanship for many years. He has experienced more than a hundred fierce battles in his life, and his vision is different from others.  Seeing the shocking sword thrust towards his face, his heart shook wildly, knowing that this time he had hit an iron plate.  The opponent is young, but can use almost perfect swordsmanship. This not only proves his extraordinary talent and hard work, but also means that he has the terrifying strength of the master behind him!  The background of this swordsman who rises like a comet is absolutely extraordinary.  Cui Weicheng really didn't understand why his opponent would cause trouble for him with his opponent's strength?  According to his level, he should challenge the seven major sword sects, the five major families, or the Shaolin, Wudang, and Demon Cults, so that he can be considered equally matched.

    when!  After all, Cui Weicheng was not a person who deserved his reputation. At the critical moment, he suddenly moved backwards, raised his long sword at the same time, and narrowly missed Feng's throat with the sword. The internal forces of both sides collided, and his five fingers were actually shocked to the point of numbness.  He couldn't help but gasp, and just as he was about to fight back, a ball of sword light suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, and the shadow of the sword was shrouded, as if a heaven and earth net were formed out of thin air, giving people a sense of emptiness and inescapability.  Cui Weicheng was so frightened and furious that he bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, danced his sword rapidly, and used all the special moves at the bottom of the box.  Hearing several dense clanging sounds, the veins in his right hand went numb as he was unexpectedly struck by the spine of his opponent's sword!

    The figures suddenly separated. Hu Xiaotian stepped back a few steps with his sword in hand and said with a smile: "Master Cui, don't blame me for offending you. I accept it!"

    "Brother Cui lost?!" "Did Brother Cui lose a move?" The fight just now was like lightning, no one could see the details clearly, but looking at Hu Xiaotian's appearance, it was clear that the winner was decided.

    Under the gaze of everyone, Cui Weicheng's face turned red and white. He wanted to speak out to protest but hesitated. After a while, he let out a long sigh, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and whispered: "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. Cui is willing to admit defeat. Invitation."  It¡¯s up to you to take it.¡±

    Hu Xiaotian said: "In that case, you're welcome, Hu!" He gently landed in front of the hall door, staring at the golden invitation, with a complicated and inexplicable look in his eyes.  Just when everyone was holding their breath, sword light flashed suddenly, and the invitation that countless people dreamed of, representing status and fame in the world, was chopped into pieces with a sword!

    "Wow!" "What a courage!" Everyone exclaimed in astonishment. No one could have imagined that he would do such a crazy thing - this was not an ordinary wedding invitation. In addition to the ancestors of the Tang clan,  It was signed in his own hand, and it was also stamped with the seal of Grand Master Jun Wangyou!  Not to mention the power of the Tang Sect, in today's martial arts world, who doesn't know the great master's reputation?  It is an existence like a legend.  Whoever receives an invitation does not cherish it and collect it carefully?  Not only can it be shown off to future generations,??Capital can even be turned into a life-saving amulet at certain critical moments of life and death!  Hu Xiaotian blatantly destroyed the invitation. At best, he was reckless and arrogant, and at worst, he openly challenged the dignity of the Grand Master and lost the face of the number one man in the White Way.

    Cui Weicheng was furious and shouted loudly: "Hu Xiaotian, how dare you disrespect the great master, Cui will fight to the death to take you down! Come on, surround this madman quickly." Jun Wangyou said in Bai Dao  The prestige is too high. If he doesn't show a desperate attitude, he will inevitably fall into his trap and find it difficult to gain a foothold in the world in the future.

    Hu Xiaotian raised his arms and flew up the roof like a giant eagle. He laughed and said, "What's the point of a mere invitation? When I get to Jinling and defeat Ji Haoming, this wedding will naturally be cancelled. See you soon, everyone!"

    The second day of June is sunny.

    In Hongze Lake, there are vast expanse of blue waves.  A majestic and majestic water village stands among the waves, with flags fluttering, the atmosphere is solemn, and a murderous aura rushes straight into the sky.  On the flagpole on the side of the gate, there were more than a hundred hideous and terrifying human heads hanging, the brains and eyes had already been pecked out by crows.

    The guard responsible for guarding the gate of the village leaned lazily on the fence, bragging about his achievements last night, which was nothing more than being lucky enough to win thirteen games in a row, or the pretty widow snatched from Lijiazhuang.  Three braces and so on.  Someone accidentally glanced outside and said carelessly: "Wang Chaoyi, the fourth master is back." A short-skinned man who looked like a little boss raised his eyes and cursed: "Bai Shiyi, take care of your foul mouth, believe it or not  I'll beat you to death?!" He said, building a tent with his hands and looking into the distance.  Between the blue sky and blue waves, a speedboat flying with a dark red blood flag was speeding towards them.  The Wang dwarf frowned slightly and murmured: "That's not right! The fourth master took three ships out, why only one ship came back? Could it be that this business trip failed?"

    After a while, the clipper approached.  There is a man in black standing at the bow of the ship. His eyes are like those of a falcon, his face is calm, and he has a long sword slung across his back. He has a unique demeanor of standing still despite the collapse of Mount Tai.  At his feet, there was a corpse lying with blood flowing from the forehead.

    When the dwarf saw that he didn't know the person coming, and vaguely saw something amiss on the deck, he felt a sudden shock in his heart, and yelled, kicking and scolding: "You bastards, get down quickly and be on guard, or I'll blow your assholes!"  The guards jumped up in a hurry, holding swords and guns, drawing bows and arrows, or pushing the hinges to fall down the sluice gate, cursing incomprehensibly.  The dwarf poked half of his head out and shouted: "Stop the boat, stop the boat immediately and report your name! Otherwise I will order the arrow to be released!"

    The swordsman in black said solemnly: "I, Hu Xiaotian, have come to pay a visit to all the heads of the Shark Gang!"

    The short man Wang¡¯s mind was racing and he was convinced that he had never heard of such a number one person before, so he shouldn¡¯t be some evil star devil that was difficult to offend.  Moreover, this person could come on the Shark Gang's boat, and he might have a special relationship with the Fourth Master, so it would be inappropriate to offend him too much.  Just as he was hesitating whether to raise the sluice to let people pass through, he lowered his eyes and finally saw clearly the body lying on the deck. He couldn't help but shudder, stood on his head with cold hair, and roared in a hoarse voice: "  Ring the bell and shoot the arrow!¡±

    Dang Dang, the sound of the fine report resounded in the air.  The next moment, the bowstring flicked, and arrows fell like rain, whistling wave after wave.

    Hu Xiaotian smiled slightly, and drew the long sword lightly with its sheath, drawing an endless and wonderful arc in the void, which seemed slow but was actually fast, forming countless interlocking virtual circles.  The arrows shot towards him bounced and fell, but none of them could penetrate his defense.  When all the arrows were weak, he suddenly let out a clear roar, his inner strength was everywhere, and dozens of feathered arrows were turned back, more than twice as fast as when they came.  The situation suddenly changed, and everyone was caught off guard. The arrows pierced the flesh with a muffled sound, and a large area of ??space appeared on the wall of the village.  Leaving aside the dead, the living were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and they all turned into cowards. No one wanted to show off and seek death.

    The bell rang suddenly, causing chaos and chaos in the water village.  In the blink of an eye, hundreds of men rushed towards the gate aggressively, roaring like thunder and shouting curses that shook the sky. The leader was none other than the leader of the Shark Gang - "Hongze Crazy Shark" Lu Mingsha!

    Wang Dwarf and the others secretly let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly they heard the roar of the wind, and a black shadow passed from a high place, followed by a dazzling white light. It was like a thunderbolt splitting the sky and striking hard at the surging forest of swords and guns!

    The third day of June is sunny.

    On Ping'an Street, Huai'an Prefecture, at Ruyi Restaurant.  A Taoist priest sat by the window, his eyes were shining with exquisite light, his temples were high on both sides, and his face showed a touch of arrogance. He seemed to disdain to talk to the people around him, and his whole body was spotless.  He held a snow-white handkerchief in his left hand, and occasionally wiped his lips while eating. He behaved elegantly, and at first glance he was a disciple of a famous family.

    Suddenly, I heard the sound of the stairs, and a tall and tall swordsman in black, as strong as a lion, walked up.  He had no intention of sitting down to dine. He turned his eyes slightly and landed directly on the Taoist priest. He cupped his hands and said, "May I ask?"Sir, is this Wudang Qinglingzi?  "

    The Taoist priest froze and said coldly: "You have murderous intent! Do you have any grudge against me?"

    The swordsman in black laughed and said: "Misunderstanding! Hu broke into the Shark Gang yesterday and killed several of the gangsters who led him. Unexpectedly, the remaining murderous intent was still detected by the Taoist priest. He is indeed a master of Wudang! I am here today and  There is no malice, I just want to learn swordsmanship. If the Taoist Master is willing to take the time to give some advice, Hu would be very grateful."

    Qing Lingzi frowned and said, "Who are you? How dare you declare a challenge to me so brazenly? You must know that swords have no eyes. If you lose your life, you will regret it."

    ¡°I¡¯m Hu Xiaotian!¡±

    Qing Lingzi's expression changed slightly, and his cold gaze came over: "Hu Xiaotian? It is said that you defeated Jiang Mingfeng, Xie Junfeng, and tied with Ye Tiezhou?"

    Hu Xiaotian said sternly: "That is not a rumor, but it is true. Hu is determined to challenge the world's famous swordsmen and prove his swordsmanship. He also hopes that he will become a master of swordsmanship."

    Qing Lingzi carefully put away the handkerchief and slowly grasped the sword. Fierce fighting spirit suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he said every word: "How lucky I am to fight with you!"

    The fourth day of June, yin.  Hu Xiaotian met seven masters of Yanyu Tower on the road. There was a quarrel for some reason and it led to a bloody conflict. As a result, one person from Yanyu Tower was killed and six were injured, and they fled in embarrassment.

    On the fifth day of June, it rained heavily.  Hu Xiaotian was suddenly ambushed by the Qinglong Society. After desperately breaking through to the bank of Baima Lake, he took advantage of the rain to cover up and killed the two hall masters and 27 masters of the Qinglong Society, turning the lake red.  The rest saw that there was nothing they could do, so they dispersed in a hurry.

    In just a few days, the world was shaken and the whole world was shocked.  (

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