Chapter 350: Sword Discussion by the River (Part )

The spring breeze blows gently, and the ducks know the river is warm.

On the bank of Xunyang River, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng stood at the bow and on the river bank respectively, and they stared at each other from afar. A hint of fighting spirit quietly rose between heaven and earth.

"Since I was promoted to the position of elder of Kunlun Sect, I have been devoted to managing the affairs of the sect. I have been busy with many things and have not practiced swordsmanship with anyone for many years." Yin Hefeng smiled faintly, "My Qishang sword has been hidden in its sheath for a long time and has been lonely and thirsty for swordsmanship. Today, I am lucky to learn the skills of the ruthless swordsman."

"Elder Yin, no need for pleasantries. Draw your sword!"

Facing Tang Afu's provocation, Yin Hefeng was not angry, but just smiled. Suddenly, he swung his right arm forward, and a long sword suddenly shot out from under his sleeves, streaking through the air like a flash of lightning, and directly struck the center of the river.

At the same time, Yin Hefeng paused, and his figure suddenly soared into the sky, leaving a trail of afterimages on the shore. He caught up with Qi Shangjian, who was running like the wind, at lightning speed. His right hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the hilt of the sword. With a light "clang" sound, a silver light appeared, extending across the river, and a chill burst out, rising into the sky, and Qi Shangjian came out of its sheath.

Then, Yin Hefeng used his sword to sweep in all directions, and a layer of huge waves suddenly appeared on the calm river surface, and he went straight to Tang Afu with the force of destroying everything in his way.

"Come on!"

Seeing this, Tang Afu's eyes suddenly changed. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed Chang Wuhui and Feng Wuxin beside him, stepped on the bow of the boat, and the three of them took off in an instant.

However, just as they flew away from the boat, a huge wave came roaring in and destroyed the boat in the blink of an eye, turning it into a pile of broken wood that scattered in the river.

The Jueqing Valley disciples who didn't have time to jump off the boat were thrown into the river by the huge waves, and couldn't help but gulp down a few mouthfuls of river water. Fortunately, the Jueqing Valley disciples were all good at swimming, and although they were in a mess, their lives were not in danger.

"Tang Afu, take this!"

In midair, Yin Hefeng's voice suddenly rang out from behind him. Tang Afu quickly moved his arms, pushing Chang Wuhui and Feng Wuxin away. Then he turned his horse, and the Merciless Sword flew out of his hand, instantly emitting a sword light, heading straight for Yin Hefeng's sneak attack.

"Clang clang clang!"

In a flash, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng were in direct combat. Both of them had profound inner strength and superb swordsmanship, so they fought back and forth with heavy sword shadows, and it was hard to tell who was the winner, and they were evenly matched.

Yin Hefeng is worthy of being the second elder of Kunlun Sect. His sword power is like a tidal wave crushing an egg, like Tang Afu pouring snow on the ground. Since the fight, he has always maintained the momentum of strong attack and the posture of being in a superior position. He is willing to expose some flaws to suppress Tang Afu and not give him the opportunity to turn defense into offense and turn the tide.

Compared to Yin Hefeng's superior momentum, Tang Afu was much more passive. Because he was responding in a hurry, he was overwhelmed by Yin Hefeng's continuous offensive for dozens of rounds. Even though he wanted to turn defense into offense, he couldn't find a gap to change his tactics.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Yin Hefeng's Qishang Sword and Tang Afu's Wuqing Sword each have their own merits, enough to compete with each other. But in terms of experience, profound background, pure internal strength, and understanding of the sword, Tang Afu is slightly inferior to Yin Hefeng.

After all, age determines one's cultivation. Yin Hefeng's Qishang swordsmanship has been practiced for fifty or sixty years, and has long been pure and reached the pinnacle. However, although Tang Afu's Wuqing sword is incredibly powerful and has achieved great success, it still cannot reach the transcendent level of perfection.

More importantly, Tang Afu was restrained. Xiao Zhirou had issued a strict order not to kill anyone from Kunlun Sect, so he was tied up and it was difficult for him to concentrate on his fight.

On the other hand, Yin Hefeng's mood at this moment was completely different.

First, he was absolutely confident in his swordsmanship, and he looked down on Tang Afu, a younger generation. Second, under the watchful eyes of the public, this battle was not only about Yin Hefeng's victory or defeat, but also about the reputation of the entire Kunlun Sect, so he was determined not to lose. Third, today was the day when the Kunlun Sect besieged Jueqing Valley. In terms of momentum, they were attacking, while Jueqing Valley was defending. In terms of morale alone, Yin Hefeng was far superior to Tang Afu.

Because of these three factors, Yin Hefeng became more and more brave and skilled as the battle went on, while Tang Afu became more and more frustrated and cowardly as the battle went on.

The two fought like thunder and lightning, turning the river upside down, causing waves to roll up on the calm surface of the river, raising layers of raging waves. The sound was so loud, like the roar of a tiger or a dragon, like thunder and lightning, making everyone watching the fight dazzled and dumbfounded.

Between the water and the sky, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng flew up and down, fighting fiercely. Their robes had long been soaked by the river water, and faintly, traces of blood could be seen on their bodies.

"You are indeed a ruthless swordsman. You have such skills at such a young age. Given time, your future is limitless." Yin Bai stared at the battle on the river, and said with emotion, "If my Kunlun Sect can have such a young talent, why should we worry about the lack of successors? Why should we worry about our reputation? Alas!"

"Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. Although there are some geniuses in the pagan religion, they are not as good as the orthodox martial arts and righteous people. Even though Tang Afu is gifted, it's a pity that he has already fallen into the evil way, killing people like crazy, and has evil intentions. It is doomed to be difficult to return to the right path." Leng Kongyang said, "If we keep this boy, he will sooner or later become a big threat to my fellow martial artists. Why not take this opportunity to kill him with the sword!"

"Tang Afu won't get any benefit from He Feng's sword, but it's not easy for He Feng to kill him." Yin Baimei said dimly, "What I'm worried about is that Tang Afu is so powerful, I wonder how powerful the Lord of Jueqing Valley is?"

"Master, don't worry. Xiao Zhirou is just a woman. There is nothing to be afraid of." Leng Kongyang replied, "I have dealt with Xiao Zhirou before. Although she is a powerful martial artist, she is also a woman with soft-heartedness. She is destined to achieve little."

"Why?"

"Last year, I followed the order of the headmaster to lead people to Jueqing Valley to ask for an explanation, but ended up entering a sea of ​​poisonous insects and flowers. At that time, Xiao Zhirou should have killed us all to eliminate the trouble forever, but she had concerns and finally let us go." Leng Kongyang analyzed, "This shows that Xiao Zhirou is weak by nature and doesn't want to cause trouble."

Hearing this, Yin Baimei just nodded slightly and didn't say anything else.

At this time, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng had fought for more than 200 rounds, and both sides suffered losses. Tang Afu was gradually at a disadvantage, but it was also difficult for Yin Hefeng to win quickly.

"KENG!" With a sharp golden sound, Tang Afu and Yin Hefeng faced each other with swords, and struck each other head-on. They were exerted force on each other and flew back to seek a moment's respite.

"Among the newcomers in the martial arts world, those who can stand under my sword for such a long time without being defeated are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. They can be counted on one hand." Yin Hefeng looked at Tang Afu, who had a serious expression, with a half-smile, and praised, "I have to admit that your swordsmanship is much better than that of the ten great sword hall disciples of my Kunlun Sect. But at the same time..."

At this point, Yin Hefeng's eyes suddenly condensed, and his tone became a little low, and he continued: "I have noticed that your ruthless swordsmanship has integrated many of the essences of my Kunlun swordsmanship."

"what?"

When these words were spoken, the disciples on both sides were greatly surprised and looked at with amazement.

Leng Kongyang shouted, "At this point, do you still dare to deny that Jueqing Valley stole the martial arts from my Kunlun Sect?"

"People are similar, and their moves are the same. How can you rashly assert that Jueqing Valley stole the master's skills? This is simply nonsense." Tang Afu snorted coldly, "Wuqing Sword Technique was created by the Valley Master. What does it have to do with your Kunlun Sect?"

"It's not just the Merciless Sword Technique." Yin Hefeng said, "There's also your Seven Star Sword Formation and Spring and Autumn Sword Style, which are exactly the same as my Kunlun School's Big Dipper Formation and Four Seasons Sword Technique. How do you explain this? Even if the people are similar and the moves are the same, it's impossible to imitate them so vividly, or even exactly the same."

"you……"

"Tang Afu!" Yin Baimei suddenly said, "I don't want to argue with a junior like you. Although the battle just now didn't determine the final winner, everyone knows who won and who lost. If you don't want Jueqing Valley to suffer a catastrophic disaster, please invite Valley Master Xiao out as soon as possible."

"How can we talk about winning or losing when the outcome is not decided yet?" Tang Afu's eyes turned cold and he snorted, "If you want to see the Valley Master, you have to beat me first!"

After that, Tang Afu showed his strength again, pointed his sword directly at Yin Hefeng, and said coldly: "Elder Yin, do you dare to fight me for another 300 rounds?"

"Young people are self-righteous and ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your master!" Yin Hefeng was not vague. He flipped his wrist and swung the Qishang Sword in front of him, smiling faintly, "Since you are still dissatisfied, I am willing to accompany you to the end and make you admit defeat with conviction."

"Stop talking nonsense! Make your move!"

"and many more!"

Just as the battle was about to break out, a loud voice suddenly came from a distance. Then, a dozen people in a hurry were seen walking quickly towards the shore.

As they got closer, they could see the man's face clearly. Leng Kongyang was startled, and then he asked with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Master Deng Wu? Why... are you here?"

The person who came was none other than Deng Changchuan, one of the Seven Heroes of Xianwang Mansion. Accompanying him was Ling Qing, the leader of the Injury Sect of Xianwang Mansion, and a dozen disciples of the Injury Sect.

"Master Yin, how are you?"

As he approached, Deng Changchuan silently looked around the situation on the riverside. His gaze paused for a moment on Tang Afu, then he walked to Yin Baimei and greeted him in a familiar manner, "On behalf of the Northern Sage King, Deng sends his regards to Sect Leader Yin and the two elders!"

"Master Fifth Deng, you are welcome." Yin Baimei spoke in a gentle tone due to his status as the Northern Sage King. "I wonder why you suddenly came here?"

“The Palace Master learned that Sect Leader Yin was furious about the Jueqing Valley incident and was determined to lead an army to attack him, so he sent me here to help Sect Leader Yin solve his problems.” Deng Changchuan was neither humble nor arrogant, and the smile on his face was as warm as a spring breeze.

As soon as these words came out, Yin Baimei and Tang Afu's faces changed at the same time. The difference was that Yin Baimei's eyes flashed with relief, while Tang Afu's brows were filled with an indescribable solemnity.

After a brief greeting, Yin Baimei glanced behind Deng Changchuan and said with a smile, "I am very grateful to the Northern Sage King for his 'generous' help."

Although he didn't say it directly, Yin Baimei's dissatisfaction was obvious. After all, Deng Changchuan only brought a dozen disciples with him, which didn't seem like "helping" at all, but more like "perfunctory".

Due to his status, Yin Baimei could not say some things openly, but he could use other people to express his dissatisfaction.

Seeing Yin Baimei's uncertain expression, Leng Kongyang immediately understood and said with a sly smile: "Master Deng Wu, although Jueqing Valley is not a big threat to the martial arts world, it is also one of the four major heretical sects. It is not easy to deal with them. Your trip... Hehe, forgive me for being so quick-tempered, you only brought a dozen disciples to help you this time, I'm afraid it's just a drop in the bucket, but it's better than nothing, right?"

Hearing this, Deng Changchuan laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Elder Leng has misunderstood. I am not here to help, but to help Master Yin solve his problems."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yin Baimei raised his eyebrows slightly, showing curiosity.

"To be honest, the Northern Sage King has something to tell me to tell Sect Leader Yin in person." Deng Changchuan still had a smile on his face, but his tone had become somewhat unquestionable. "The Northern Sage King said that the conflict between Kunlun Sect and Jueqing Valley was just a misunderstanding, and he will personally come forward to resolve the conflict for you someday. Today, I hope Sect Leader Yin can give Jueqing Valley some leniency and make peace with us for the sake of our long-term friendship."

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(End of this chapter)