Travel through the heavens

Chapter 215: Sword of Revelation

Fang Muye raised his hand and snapped his fingers. With a "ding" sound, the sword that was flying at him at high speed suddenly stopped. The originally powerful sword intent suddenly disappeared and turned back immediately.

Xiao Se glanced at the uniquely shaped long sword, frowned, and said softly: "It's the Jiuge Sword."

"Nine Songs Sword? The Solitary Sword Immortal is here!" Lei Wujie shouted loudly.

Tang Lian thought for a moment and said, "According to the time, it should be time."

"Your Highness." At this time, Butler Xu hurriedly walked into the courtyard.

Xiao Se raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The Lone Sword Immortal Luo Qingyang has come to Tianqi." Butler Xu took a breath and said, "He chopped off the Tianqi City plaque with a sword, and then took the plaque to the front of the palace gate."

"The plaque of Tianqi City has been cut down three times." Fang Muye tapped the table with his fingers and said slowly: "The first time was when Emperor Xiao Yi of Beili Kingdom broke through the city gate. Because the sword energy was too vast, the plaque was knocked down with one sword. The second time was when the sword fairy Bai Yu rescued his kidnapped disciple sixty years ago, and he chopped it down with one sword to warn the people of Tianqi City."

Xiao Se took over the conversation: "The third time is this time."

Fang Muye looked at Butler Xu and asked, "Besides chopping off the plaque, did Luo Qingyang say anything else?"

"He didn't say a word along the way until he finally arrived in front of the palace gate. Then he said four words, 'Ask the Sword of Revelation.'" The old butler said slowly.

"He cut off the Tianqi plaque to deliberately provoke the Xiao royal family. He threatened Tianqi to ask the sword to deliberately provoke the swordsmen in Tianqi City and even the world." Xiao Se sighed quietly, "But, since he asked Tianqi to ask the sword, why did he rush to me in such a hurry? If it weren't for Senior Fang's intervention, I'm afraid the plaque of Xueluo Villa would have been cut down by him."

Fang Muye smiled slightly and stood up: "It's useless to think too much, just go and take a look."

Outside the Apocalypse City Palace.

Countless imperial guards and brave soldiers surrounded the teahouse from a distance, layer upon layer, like an iron barrel.

In the tea shop, a middle-aged man in a grey gown sat there with an indifferent expression, drinking tea slowly.

Opposite the gray-shirted man sat a middle-aged Confucian scholar in white, with a large bookcase next to him. It was the Confucian swordsman Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan took a look at the long sword that had been taken out of the scabbard, passed through half of Tianqi City, and then returned to the scabbard. He looked at the gray-shirted man whose expression changed slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled: "What a great Nine Songs Sword. The sword you just used was truly peerless. But Brother Qingyang, you were a little reckless with this sword."

Luo Qingyang, the grey-shirted man, said calmly: "Since you came to ask about the sword, you should draw your sword. How can you be reckless?"

Xie Xuan drank the tea in the cup and then sighed: "Brother Qingyang, Xie Xuan will take his leave first."

Luo Qingyang lowered his head, looked at the Jiuge Sword that had just been sheathed, and asked, "Are you in a hurry to leave?"

"I would like to sit for a while longer, but I'm afraid someone can't wait any longer. I'm even more afraid that he will misunderstand and think that I'm here to snatch his opponent. This guy has a bad temper and is very good at martial arts. I have to hide from him." Xie Xuan smiled and stood up with his book box. When he turned around, he saw Yan Zhantian holding the Pojun Sword standing there.

"Brother Zhantian, I haven't seen you for a long time." Luo Qingyang didn't seem surprised. He poured another cup of tea and put it on the table: "Have a cup of tea first."

With a "bang", the teacup shattered to the ground as soon as the words fell.

Xie Xuan dodged with a bitter smile: "See, I was right after all."

Yan Zhantian looked at Luo Qingyang and said in a deep voice: "My sword is here, you can ask."

Xie Xuan shook his head, jumped and landed on a teahouse.

Ever since Bai Xiao Tang published the Hundred Weapons List, listing the five greatest sword masters in the world, no one has ever seen their duel in public.

When they were young, Li Hanyi and Zhao Yuzhen fell in love with each other through a sword.

When Xie Xuan was young, he once had a sword fight with Li Hanyi.

When they were young, Luo Qingyang and Yan Zhantian fought against each other three times.

But at that time, they were just young men who had just entered the martial arts world and had not yet become famous. These duels were ignored at the time, but later became legends that people repeatedly mentioned in teahouses.

And now, two sword immortals who have truly reached the pinnacle of sword immortality are actually going to fight inside Apocalypse City and outside the palace gate. How can this not be fascinating?

The news quickly spread throughout the entire Apocalypse City. In less than an incense stick of time, almost all the masters and swordsmen in Apocalypse City had arrived.

In addition, Red Prince Xiao Yu and attendant Long Xie also came, White Prince Xiao Chong and counselor Zang Ming also came, Golden-robed Marquis Lan Yue also came, and even the eunuch Jin Xian, the chief incense supervisor who did not like such occasions, showed up for the first time.

Xie Xuan saw several familiar figures among the people who came, and immediately called downstairs, "Brother Fang."

Fang Muye raised his head, smiled, nodded, and went to the teahouse with Xiao Se and others.

After greeting Xie Xuan, Fang Muye asked, "Why did Brother Xie come to Tianqi?"

Xie Xuan poured a cup of tea for Fang Muye and said with a smile: "I have been in Xueyue City for a while. I happened to hear the news that Luo Qingyang was coming to Tianqi, so I rushed over to see what was going on. By the way, Brother Fang, Changfeng asked me to bring you a message."

Fang Muye asked curiously, "What?"

"He solved the 'Zhenlong chess game' you set for him before." Xie Xuan said softly: "He said that the key to solving the chess game is to put yourself in a desperate situation and then survive."

Fang Muye smiled and nodded slightly: "Yes, that's right. Brother Changfeng can think of this, his chess skills must have reached a higher level."

Thinking of how Sikong Changfeng was obsessed with the chess game every day when he was in Xueyue City, and how he was always dragged by him to play chess, Xie Xuan couldn't help but sigh secretly. He looked down and said, "I came a little earlier than you. I just asked Luo Qingyang about the purpose of coming to Tianqi City. He said that he would ask Jian Tianqi for three days. After three days, he would take one person away and kill one person."

"The person he wants to take away is naturally his junior sister Yi Wenjun. As for the person he wants to kill..." Fang Muye said as he looked at Xiao Se: "The sword that flew to Xueluo Villa before has already shown it."

"It's hard to take the people he wants to take away, and with Brother Fang here, he can't kill the people he wants to kill." Xie Xuan shook his head, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and said faintly: "However, Luo Qingyang's sword was very powerful back then. According to what he said just now, his Desolate Sword has achieved some success now, and he may have entered the realm of Divine Wandering. The previous sword was just a casual move by him, and he didn't use his full strength. Brother Fang should be more careful."

Fang Muye smiled slightly: "Thank you very much for your reminder, brother."