Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 229 Machengang Sword Master

The stone path is not long. After turning the corner, there is another small stone room. There is an exit on the opposite side, but it is blocked by a huge stone. The Nether Ancestor just turned back because he could not find a mechanism to remove the huge stone.

At this time, the white-haired Nether Ancestor was running for his life, with no way to go. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of wind behind him, and a murderous aura hit the back of his head:

"Die!"

Zuo Lingquan chased into the stone room, raised his hand and stabbed straight with his sword.

Although it is still the 'Sword One', it is as fast as thunder, but without the support of True Qi, this sword is really not earth-shattering, it is just an ordinary stab in the middle.

The Nether Ancestor's spiritual energy has been exhausted. His Divine Ability is indeed limited, but his brain has not become stupid, and his reaction is still at the Immortal Venerable level.

Noticing the soft sword stabbing from behind without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, the Nether Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses. Without even dodging, he turned around and grabbed the blade directly.

Zuo Lingquan thrust with all his strength, but the sword edge suddenly stopped midway, as if it was piercing hard wood, and it was difficult to advance even an inch.

The Mo Yuan Sword is not powered by spiritual energy, so it is stronger than an iron sword. Even if it is supported by spiritual energy, it is difficult to break through the Immortal Venerable's golden body and reach the sky.

The Nether Ancestor grabbed the jet-black sword blade with his bare hands, the skin on his hand was not even broken, and his eyes were like looking at an ant:

"act recklessly."

After saying that, he shot out a palm and hit Zuo Lingquan in the chest.

Bang——

Zuo Lingquan was sent flying out and hit the wall at the corner of the stone path with a muffled sound.

Shangguan Lingye was shocked when he saw this, but after taking a closer look, he was relieved - the fourth level of Linggu has a golden body, which is difficult to be hurt by ordinary swords, and is harder than the body and most stones; Zuo Lingquan is a half-step ghost martial artist , the body is as hard as iron stone, even the ordinary rocks behind were not broken, how could he be injured.

Sure enough, after Zuo Lingquan was knocked off the ground and hit a rock, he landed smoothly without any abnormality. He just felt a little tight in his chest, but he was able to resist it completely.

Zuo Lingquan stopped, looked at Ancestor Netherworld, and said inexplicably:

"That's it?"

Nether Ancestor Qi Sea was exhausted and seriously injured by lightning. The physical strength alone was indeed not high enough, but a lean camel was bigger than a horse. There was a big gap between the two realms. The physical strength alone was enough to crush Zuo Lingquan to death. .

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was still taunting, the Nether Ancestor didn't say much and flew forward to kick Zuo Lingquan again.

The ancestor of Netherworld is a sorcerer who refines souls. He doesn't even learn martial arts, let alone the lowest level of boxing and kicking skills. Apart from being fast, this kick has no skills at all. It is said to be a bastard boxing.

But as the saying goes, "One force can defeat ten". Zuo Lingquan was familiar with the moves and routines. He didn't have enough speed and strength, and he didn't dare to use force. He relied on his reflexes from long-term martial arts practice and moved to the stone palace in advance.

Boom——

There was another muffled sound.

The Nether Ancestor only relied on the physical strength of his seriously injured body. This kick was still terrifying. It kicked cracks into the hard stone wall and shook the entire stone hall.

After the attack failed, the Nether Ancestor rushed into the stone palace again, pursuing Zuo Lingquan with only a pair of unruly old fists.

Bang bang bang——

The fist wind in the stone hall was like a tidal wave, continuous and making several explosions.

Zuo Lingquan was hit with several punches in a row, even if they were not very powerful, but after being hit too many times, he would gradually feel like his chest and abdomen were shaking.

A monk's golden body is not stained, but not every part of his body is equally hard. For example, the defense of low-grade parts such as his eyes, throat, and crotch is much weaker.

The Nether Ancestor has never learned boxing or kicking kung fu, but he has been able to cultivate to the Immortal Venerable level. His talent and understanding are absolutely top-notch, and he has hundreds of years of experience to support him. In just ten breaths, he has adapted to the rhythm of fighting with fists and kicks. , no longer relying on strength to act recklessly, but using three dirty tricks such as eye penetration, chokehold, and vaginal leg lifting.

Whispering rustling——

Bang bang bang——

In the dark stone hall, sword light overflowed and fist wind hunted.

Two figures, an old man and a young man, moved around like the wind. The muffled sound of fists hitting flesh could be heard continuously, and the gravel swept out by the long sword and fist claws flew all over the ground.

Zuo Lingquan was able to fight back and forth with more than ten years of martial arts experience at first, but gradually he began to lose control. The main reason was that he was completely unable to break through the defense. He could not pierce his eyelids with a sword, and his own eyes were damaged. One punch, but he was almost blinded.

There is such a huge physical difference between the two, so they are just being used as sandbags for training. Zuo Lingquan knew that there was no point in fighting. After fighting for a long time, he could only say:

"Mother, are you resting well?"

Shangguan Lingye was very weak and didn't know how to fight, so he went up to be beaten with Zuo Lingquan. But Zuo Lingquan couldn't hold on any longer, and there was nothing she could do. She gritted her teeth and joined the battle, and landed a flying kick on the back of the Nether Ancestor.

Bang——

The physical quality of Shangguan Lingye is not much different from that of the Nether Ancestor. No matter how weak he is, he is still stronger than Zuo Lingquan.

The Nether Ancestor was caught off guard and flew forward, hitting the stone wall riddled with sword marks.

Although he was not injured, the Nether Ancestor also felt suffocated. His body was extremely weak and he kept fighting in this state for a long time. If he met a strong person, it would be over. He no longer fought with the two of them to the death and forced him to force him with one claw. After retreating from Zuo Lingquan, he said coldly:

"See you later."

After saying that, he rushed out of the stone palace and escaped into the dim cave in the blink of an eye, making it difficult to see any traces.

Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye were in zero condition and had no confidence to stand in a stalemate. Seeing that the Nether Ancestor escaped on his own, they both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Lingquan patted the dust on his robe and said:

"Go out first and fill up your spiritual energy before settling the score with him."

Shangguan Lingye was too weak, so he put his hand on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder and said feebly:

"Let alone settling accounts, he can kill both of us after recovering to half Qi Sea. It's more important to save our lives first."

Zuo Lingquan nodded lightly, put away his sword, squatted down and hugged Shangguan Lingye's smooth and round buttocks, then picked her up and walked carefully to the other end of the cave.

Maybe it was because his hand was in the wrong place, but Shangguan Lingye frowned slightly even though his heartstrings were tense, but he didn't say anything, he just patted Zuo Lingquan's arm with his hand.

"oh."

Zuo Lingquan did it unintentionally. After being reminded, he quickly slid his hand to the crook of his leg...

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The underground cave is not too long. There is a winding road, and the walk to the exit is only two miles.

Zuo Lingquan carried Shangguan Lingye on his back and came to the end of the cave. He saw the light from the ground and the raindrops falling from the entrance of the cave, wetting the stone steps leading to the ground.

Hua Hua Hua——

bang——

Apart from the sound of rain and the occasional muffled thunder, there is nothing else out of the ordinary.

Shangguan Lingye was very cautious. After observing the signs around him and making sure that no formations were arranged, he allowed Zuo Lingquan to slowly walk up the stairs.

Zuo Lingquan poked his head out from the narrow hole, and his hair was quickly wet by the rain. What he saw was a barren grassland and hills with sparse trees. Beyond that was the rainy and foggy sea. The sky and sea were vast and nothing could be seen. Something surprising.

Ancestor Youhuang also came out from here. There are still footprints on the muddy ground. He walked towards the seaside and disappeared long ago.

Shangguan Lingye could no longer block the rain, so she could only use her golden sleeves to cover their heads. She felt it carefully and frowned:

"This place is so weird. It seems that there is no trace of spiritual energy flowing in the entire world. If it is isolated by the formation, the range is too large."

Zuo Lingquan walked out of the cave, walked along the grass to the seaside, and asked:

"Have we been swept overseas?"

The sea area is extremely vast, and there are indeed many places that have not been touched for thousands of years. Because there is only water, the five elements cannot interact with each other, causing the spiritual energy to be so thin that it is difficult to support the monks' practice. Wherever the monks who do not have enough reserves in the Qi Sea fly, they will go out but not in. Basically, there is no way to come back. It is called the "death place" by Buddhist practitioners. This is one of the risks of crossing the sea alone.

Shangguan Lingye wasn't sure if he had been dragged to the ends of the earth, hesitated for a moment, and sighed:

"It's better not, otherwise we will be trapped to death on an isolated island, and we can only swim tens of thousands of miles if we want to go out... I don't want to stay here with you forever."

Zuo Lingquan naturally didn't want to, he still has his wife waiting outside. He tilted slightly, carried Grandma Toffee on his back, and walked quickly to the beach.

There were constant thunderstorms in the sky. The phoenix skirt on Shangguan Lingye was not waterproof, and he was soaked through within a few moments. The same was true for Zuo Lingquan, who looked quite embarrassed.

Fortunately, the island is not big. After walking for a quarter of an hour, we arrived at the seaside with rolling waves.

Zuo Lingquan stood on the beach, looking at the gloomy rain, and found traces of the coastline at the end of his field of vision. Just four or five miles away, some buildings could still be vaguely seen.

Seeing this scene, Shangguan Lingye secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said:

"It's good to be close to the land. I guess it's drifted to some barren land. It's much safer to go by land than by sea. Let's go there first."

Zuo Lingquan didn't say much, stepped into the water until he was waist-high, then leaned forward into the sea, and swam towards the distant coast.

Shangguan Lingye lay on his back, and the weight of his body pushed Zuo Lingquan directly into the water to swim, but without the support of spiritual energy, both of them needed to breathe. Zuo Lingquan held it in for a moment and found that it was not possible, so he turned over and changed to backstroke. Let Shangguan Lingye ride on his waist.

This posture was a bit weird. After Shangguan Lingye lowered his head and scanned his eyes, he probably thought it was a bit like some of the movements in "The Jade Tree in the Spring Palace". After thinking about it, he turned over and turned to sit sideways.

Sitting on the stomach is the plump buttocks of Grandma Toffee, and the touch is ecstasy.

However, Zuo Lingquan was now too weak to swim, so he really couldn't care less about swimming hard. After swimming two miles overseas, muscle soreness and fatigue that he had not experienced for many years came back, and he became even hungrier.

Shangguan Lingye knew that Zuo Lingquan could only get out and couldn't maintain her physical strength for long, so she thought about going into the water and swimming by herself, but before she could move, she noticed a small fishing boat on the sea in the distance.

With each other's safety uncertain, the two of them did not want to come into contact with strangers, but Shangguan Lingye's golden phoenix skirt was too conspicuous on the sea. Before the two of them spoke, the fishing boat over there had already noticed it and slowly moved towards it. side rowed over.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't run fast in the water, so he could only stop for a while, and floated in the water with Shangguan Lingye, holding the hilt of his sword.

Hua Hua——

Soon, the small black canopy boat came near the two of them, and the rower was a young man in coir raincoat, and Yaoyao shouted:

"Don't panic, don't panic, just hold on..."

Judging from the tone of his voice, he thought the two had fallen into the water.

Zuo Lingquan did not relax his vigilance. After a closer look, he found that his body movements, complexion and eyes did not look like those of a practitioner. He looked like just a worldly fisherman, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party came to help, Zuo Lingquan couldn't say that he was taking a wild bath while soaking in the sea, so he raised his hand and waved.

Young Lang's skin was very tanned, his face was quite heroic, and a dagger was faintly visible behind his coir raincoat. He parked the boat in front of the two of them, sat on the opposite side and pressed the hull to prevent Zuo Lingquan from overturning the boat when he climbed up. He said strangely:

"Why did you two go into the sea on a rainy day? This is a life-threatening matter..."

At this point, the young man looked at the phoenix skirt on Shangguan Lingye's body. He was shocked by the stunning face. He opened his mouth in a daze and hesitated to speak.

Zuo Lingquan quickly climbed onto the awning boat, then turned around and pulled Shangguan Lingye up:

"I accidentally fell into the water and drifted here. Thank you little brother."

The young man looked away from Shangguan Lingye's face and looked at Zuo Lingquan. He was startled again and asked tentatively:

"The two of you don't look like locals. Could they be wealthy people who escaped from the south?"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't explain the origin, so he followed the words and said: "It's almost the same. After the ship arrived here, the wind and waves were too strong and it sank. I don't know where this place is."

The young man was not surprised by this. He rowed towards the shore, shook his head and said:

"This is Macheng County, and in front is Macheng Port. The world is too chaotic, and wars are happening everywhere. It's a good thing that people are still here. In troubled times, life is like grass. Many wealthy people in the south have fled, and their lives are gone halfway. Especially for a lady with such outstanding looks, something will definitely happen when she encounters those rebels and bandits, so she’d better change her clothes later..."

As long as the scale of war between secular dynasties is not too large, the Nine Sects will not care. However, the current situation in Jiuzong is stable, and there is no war in the coastal countries. Shangguan Lingye frowned and said:

"We came from overseas, what is the country name here?"

"overseas?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, and after glancing at the two of them, he suddenly realized:

"Let me just say, no wonder the clothes I wear are so weird. It is reasonable to say that the country is called Wu here, but the dog emperor in the court is a fool. He started rebelling everywhere a few years ago. Now it is a mess. There are people who call themselves kings and emperors in the south. More than a dozen, our side is also in chaos, and the people in the county are almost running out..."

Shangguan Lingye frowned and recalled, but she didn't remember such a place in Jiuzong; the world is too big, she probably went to a remote place somewhere in another continent, and wanted to ask which continent it was, but the secular young man probably didn't know , and didn’t ask any more questions.

After the boy gave instructions for a while, his eyes fell on the jet-black saber at Zuo Lingquan's waist, and then at Zuo Lingquan's hand, his eyes were a little strange.

Zuo Lingquan has practiced swords for more than ten years, and has been in the rivers and lakes. He knows that the young man is looking for calluses on his hands, and the easiest way to distinguish a Lianjiazi from a son who pretends to be a swordsman is to look at his hands.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the young man's right hand, and found a callus on the tiger's mouth, and asked curiously:

"Little brother is a martial arts practitioner?"

The young man may think that Zuo Lingquan is a son of a wealthy family who is beyond the golden and jade, and he is a little proud when he hears this, and he said with a smile:

"In troubled times, Wan Guan's family property is not as good as a whole body of kung fu. Isn't there a saying, 'My neighbor hoards food and I practice guns, and the neighbor is my granary'. Although it is a joke, most people who have no ability are I was starved to death after the robbery. But you two don't have to be afraid. I am a bit of a quack in the county. I was nicknamed "Machenggang Sword Master". "

Zuo Lingquan hadn't been in the world for a long time, and thought it was quite interesting, so he clasped his fists and performed a worldly salute:

"Coincidentally, Zuo Lengqian, the 'Qinghe County Sword Immortal', is considered a hero in his hometown. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Huh?!" The young man was taken aback, raised his hands and clasped his fists: "Lu Chen, it's a pleasure to meet you. Brother Zuo dares to be called a sword fairy in a county. This name is very famous, and his swordsmanship is pretty good."

Zuo Lingquan waved his hand lightly: "I don't dare to take it, I just understand a little."

Lu Chen obviously didn't believe it. After scanning his eyes up and down, he pretended to continue rowing, but his hand was covered by a coir raincoat, and he held a short sword behind his waist.

Choking——

Just listen to a clear sword cry.

There was a flash of cold light on the black-covered boat, and a pitch-black sword was placed on the young man's neck.

Lu Chen didn't have time to draw the sword, nor could he clearly see how Zuo Lingquan started his attack. When he noticed the sword edge around his neck, he turned pale with shock and froze on the spot.

Shangguan Lingye leaned against the canopy, and slightly rolled his eyes when he saw this:

"Is it fun to bully children?"

Zuo Lingquan thought it was quite interesting, he sheathed his sword, shook his head and said:

"Brother Lu is still a bit young. To use a knife with someone and reveal your thoughts before moving your hands or eyes is no different from seeking death. Since you are taking the method of hiding the sword, you have to 'the sword comes out with an edge but no shadow'. To put it bluntly, you can't Let others notice your intention of drawing the sword."

When Zuo Lingquan said this, his hand naturally fell on the hilt of the sword. The next moment, the long sword around his waist was unsheathed, piercing the rain in front of him.

"That's it, push the sword with Qi, and carry Qi with the sword. At the critical moment, your hand shakes, and you can't see the sword coming out of the sheath. The sword has already hit the opponent. If you can do this, you will fight in the whole world without encountering on the opponent."

Zuo Lingquan is a fledgling in the spiritual world, but in the secular world, he is a lonely sword master seeking defeat. Although this sword is simple, its weight is as heavy as a thousand pieces. It is all learned from the sword in the past.

An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action. Lu Chen's eyes were full of shock, he stared at the sword in front of him for a long time, and then said:

"Brother Zuo, there is something about your sword, can people really practice it to this extent?"

Zuo Lingquan put away his saber, and exhorted as someone who came here:

"As long as you practice hard, you will get to this point sooner or later. Martial arts practice is hard work. There is no shortcut, and I can't teach you too much."

There was no more contempt in Lu Chen's eyes, and there was a look of admiration in his eyes. He raised his hands and clasped his fists again:

"Teach me a lesson. If I can't catch up with Brother Zuo's sword, I won't be able to sleep well in my life."

Zuo Lingquan smiled and said nothing more...

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