C47

Anfey took the letter out of the envelope and opened it to read, "The Young Manor Lord used his wisdom and bravery to dominate the martial arts world, thus giving up on the small ambitions of a sparrow, Mu Hongwu and Gao Xiang, and Long Yu are inferior to him. However, now that the manor lord had obtained the approval of the Manor Lord, Long Yu, the second of the six swords, the 'White Legged Golden Crow', and the 'Steele', Long Yu, inadvertently rejoiced. The manor lord wanted to borrow the manor lord's appreciation, but the manor lord refused and the prisoner brother remained within the manor. It was Long Yu's fault that she had led ten thousand people to apologize to the manor lord. After a few days, Long Yu would hunt for the manor lord in Ji Prefecture, and the manor lord would definitely reward her. — — Chen Long "

After An Wuyou finished reading the written challenge, he thought to himself: "This written challenge is no more than a hundred words, but each word is extremely powerful, and its power is so great that An Wuyou couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart."

An Ruoxue who was standing beside him and was reading the written challenge together with An Wugou said unhappily, "That sounds good. What's the point of leading thousands of people to hunt down people in Jizhou? Isn't it just starting a war? "Call him if you have the ability!"

An Wuyou said angrily, "If it's snow, don't speak nonsense!" He then turned to Liang Yisheng, "Brother Liang, please go back and tell your father that Xin Wuyou has received it. When the Five Great Protectors arrive, Wu Yu will personally welcome them!"

Liang Yisheng said, "Thank you!" Then he took out his sword from behind him, which was wrapped in a cloth. Then he said, "Manor Lord An, I've delivered the letter, but I have one more thing to ask for permission next time!"

An Wuyou said: "Brother Liang, do you still want to teach me?"

Liang Yixian said, "I dare not claim to be a master, but according to the legends in the martial arts world, the manor lord's divine sword is unrivalled. It is also a rare occasion to meet the manor lord today. I wish to exchange a few blows with him!"

An Wuyou laughed, "I don't think there is a need for that. Didn't Brother Liang and I just fight?"

Liang Yixian said, "If Manor Lord looks down on me, I can say directly that it was not even Sheng's wish to fight against the Manor Lord just now. What's more, we did not determine the outcome of that palm strike just now …"

An Wuyou replied, "Brother Liang, swords are blind. I think it's better to forget about it. I believe that in a few days, you will have the opportunity to spar with me."

At this moment, Wen Lu walked forward and pulled at Liang Yisheng, begging, "Hmmm, forget it. Father has already finished the things he told us. I think we should hurry up and go back."

A cold light flashed past Liang Yisheng's eyes after he heard what she said. When Wen Lu saw this, she immediately shut her mouth and stopped talking. Liang Yisheng continued, "Manor Lord An, don't tell me you're afraid of me?"

After An Wuyou heard this, he smiled and said, "Yes, yes. My master is indeed not as skilled as him. Brother Liang, I think we should forget about this matter."

With a loud shout, he made a sword sign with his left hand, and with a swoosh, the long sword in his right hand thrust towards An Wudao. An Wuyou's sword was already in front of him, and An Wuyou pushed away An Ruo Xue with his right hand, turning his head to avoid Liang Yisheng's sword. When the sword swept past An Wuyou's face, An Wuyou only felt a slight chill run across his face, and when he reached out his hand to touch it, a thin layer of frost formed on his face.

An Wuyou suddenly stomped on the ground, and with a 'bang', a long sword flew out from the ground. An Wuyou's courage was boosted greatly, and just as he was about to counterattack, Liang Yi Sheng's second sword was already in front of his face. An Wuyou raised the sword without even thinking, and was about to parry Liang An Sheng's sword.

An Wuyou was shocked by what he heard, the sword in his hand immediately pulled back his head, and with a "sou" sound, he sliced the sword in An Wuyou's hand into two, and then leaped back to Wen Lu'er's side.

An Wuyou stood up and looked at the dagger in his hand. He cupped his hands towards Wen Lu, and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Miss!"

Wen Lu'er lowered her head and nodded. "No need to thank me."

At this moment, Liang Yisheng coldly snorted, "Lu'er, I didn't expect you to be so righteous!" He slowly untied the white cloth from his sword as he spoke.

After listening to his story, Wen Lu'er gritted her teeth and whispered, "I don't have any."

The two of them slowly took off the white cloth, and when the white cloth was completely removed, they saw that the sword in Liang Yi Sheng's hand was no longer an ordinary sword, but instead a divine sword that was unique in this world — Qing Ya An's eyes were carefully staring at Qing Ya's sword. The sword had a long, faint blue pattern in the middle, and the five arrows on the sword were still in the white war horse's body.

What was even more miraculous was that although it was spring, the sword was still emitting waves of cold air. Even though Anfey had stood so far away, he could still feel the threatening cold air.

Seeing An Wugou staring at Qing Ya, Liang Yisheng sneered, "Have you had enough of Master An?"

With these words, An Wuyou reminded the man in his dreams. Only after hearing those words did he come back to his senses, and said with a smile, "With such a divine sword, no one would admire it enough!"

Liang Yixian said, "Then there's nothing else we can do. Manor Lord An, I'll give you another chance. Hurry up and get the godly sword. I'll wait for you here. I vow to meet the manor lord today!"

An Wuyou thought to himself, "This person is really overbearing. I can't avoid him, but it's a pity for him to have such a beautiful moonlight." Then he thought, "It's rare to have such a competition with this peerless divine sword. I can't let this opportunity slip by!"

Immediately, An Wuyou smiled and said, "That's good. Brother Liang, please wait for me for a moment. After I take out my sword, I will seek Brother Liang's advice for a few moves."

Liang Yisheng made a "please" gesture with his left hand and then said, "Manor lord, please …"

An Wuyou turned around with a faint smile. Just as he was about to go back and retrieve his sword, he heard someone say with a thousand-mile voice transmission, "There's no need to trouble yourself. I've brought the divine sword!"

The voice did not sound far away, but it was not near either. Furthermore, each word seemed to enter his ears, making him seem as if they were filled with words. The voice was deep and forceful, clearly indicating that the speaker had profound internal energy.

His voice had yet to fade when the An clan member walked out from the main hall with a smile on his face. He held two long swords wrapped in white cloth and handed one of them to An Wugou. He turned to Liang Yisheng and said, "I'm An's son, and I've recovered. Greetings Brother Liang!"

When Liang Yixian heard this, he hurriedly returned the greeting, "I have long heard of the fourth master's great name. This junior really doesn't dare to accept it!"

The more the An family smiled, the more they said, "No worries!" Then the more the An family spoke to Wen Lu'er. "Thank you for reminding me just now, my nephew. My family thanks you very much."

Wenlu'er remained silent for a moment before the An clan member released the sword in his hand and said, "The Yin Yang sword 'White-Headed Wu', the flame sword 'Treadmill', and the frost sword 'Qingya' have finally gathered together today. This is truly gratifying!"

He heard Liang Yisheng say, "Fourth Manor Lord is right. The six swords of man have gathered together to summon the million Steel Cavalry led by Taizong Li Shimin. I wonder what will happen if the three divine swords gather together …"

The more An clan members laughed, the more they said, "Nothing will happen!" As they said this, the two swords were completely undone. Suddenly, the aroma of orchids emanated from the White Legged Crow, along with the scorching aura emitted by Teller.

The An family took a whiff of the 'White Legged Crow' and laughed. "How rare! This' White Legged Crow 'doesn't emit any stench this time! If not, it really will affect one's mood!"

Liang Yixian said, "Fourth Manor Lord, I think we should talk less. Which one of you and Young Manor Lord would like to teach me first?"

The An family shook their heads. "No, no, no. We're not in the same order!"

The crowd looked at An Jiayi with different expressions, and they thought to themselves, "Do we have to fight two against one?" The An clan member looked at the crowd and laughed, "Do you think I would fight two against one? "How could that be? No matter what, the An clan is still a righteous man. Why would I want to do something like this?"

An Wuyou asked, "Then what does Fourth Uncle mean by falling to the ground?"

The An clan only grew in power. "Let's compete in sword techniques. We will not remember the difference between life and death. If you are injured, killed, or crippled, you can only blame yourself for not being as skilled as others. Do you two think it's good?"

The two listened in silence, An Wuyou didn't speak because the An clan had done what they said, and his own martial arts were far inferior to his, and Liang Yusheng was afraid that the An clan would continue speaking nicely, in the end, he still wanted uncle and nephew to deal with him … … The An clan saw that the two of them were silent, and continued, "Since the two of you did not speak, I agreed at that time, I will make my move, be careful!" With that, he held the sword horizontally in front of his chest. The An clan member turned his body, and the sword appeared in front of his chest like a roulette. The two girls were shocked and shouted in unison.

Amidst the shouts, the An clan member moved his sword further and further to the left and right. He struck three times towards the two people. Seeing that the An clan member's sword energy had arrived, the two of them started to break apart the An clan member's sword.

Under the moonlight, they could see the three of them flying like rainbows, their swords moving like lightning, their hair flowing with electricity, the battle becoming fiercer and fiercer. Although Liang Yu was still young, he had followed Chen Longyu since he was young, and had been taught by the master of the sword for more than ten years. In terms of swordsmanship alone, he had long been ranked amongst the top swordsmen in the martial arts world.

The two swords of "Qingya" and "Baijiu" collided a few more times, causing Liang Yi Sheng's heart to be filled with joy. This was because one of the special characteristics of Qingya was that when the swords came into contact with the enemy's blades, the cold Qi of the "Qingya" would devour the enemy's blades, and the cold Qi would constantly surge up into the enemy's body, causing the enemy to feel extreme pain.

Who would have thought that when the two swords clashed, the An clan would actually send the Chilling Qi into Liang Yi Sheng's body, and cause the Chilling Qi to return? All of them noticed that the Chilling Qi did not enter his body, and thus, Liang Yi Sheng's face turned slightly red, he immediately focused his Qi and the sword re-entered the battle.

He turned the blade of his sword to the side and was about to stab An Wuyou's wrist, but just as An Wuyou was about to enter the sword, An Wuyou had no choice but to turn the blade to block his sword, because if he did not block An Wuyou, then the sword would definitely be in the middle, and An Jiajia shouted out loudly, "You fool, why do you take my sword as you do, you should have taken the edge and pierced it into my left shoulder, forcing me to retract my sword!"

After An Wuyou heard the name of the An clan, he knew that it was more accurate to say that they were teaching him sword moves. He immediately said, "Nephew understands!"

In fact, the two of them already knew in their hearts that it was impossible for either of them to defeat the An clan with just their own strength. Although the two of them did not say it out loud, but their actions had already become like a battle between two men, and just like that, the three of them exchanged more than ten moves, and when An clan started suppressing the two of them, the two sides gradually became evenly matched. No one could have imagined that this would happen.

The An clan's sword techniques varied in many ways, like a flood dragon swimming through the battlefield. An Wu Er's sword moves were low, quick, and quick, like a hawk coming from the sky, Liang Yi Sheng's sword moves were wild and unrestrained, sometimes far away, sometimes close, like a horse galloping across the battlefield. Both An Ruoxue and Wen Lu'er were stunned, they had never seen any one of them since their birth, such a fast, unrestrained, hot yet not lacking in grace, gentleness, and elegance.

The An clan was at a disadvantage. Right at that moment, the An clan members laughed out loud and said, "Good, good, good. You two are cooperating pretty well, I'm going to use my real skills, you two be careful!" Before he could finish his sentence, the An clan member leapt into the air, his left hand formed a sword sign, and the sword in his right hand suddenly released nine sword flowers. These nine sword flowers turned into nine flowers, and the An clan members attacked from the left and the right.

One strike could be turned into nine moves, and each move of the nine moves would be followed by nine moves. In this way, the sword art would be endless, and in the past, the An clan had made a name for itself with the nine moves.

Anfey and Liang Yeshi had never seen such sword techniques before. Who knew that the more they clashed with the An clan, the more An Jiayi's sword techniques would scatter in all directions, and then gather from all directions to attack their respective vital points, causing the two of them to be overwhelmed and dazzled.

Soon, the sounds of "Katz" and "Katz" could be heard. The An clan had cut their clothes into countless sword slashes, and the two of them were at a loss of what to do. Not only were they unable to see where the An clan's swords were coming from, they were also unable to see where the An clan was coming from.

The two girls, An Ruoxue and Wen Lu, were dazzled by the sight. They only saw a ball of white light surrounded by Yi Sheng and An Wuyu, occasionally emitting "Katz" sounds.

Just as the An clan was in the midst of their feud, a girl laughed tenderly on the manor wall. "You're such a grown woman, and you're still so disrespectful. Why are you teasing the children? If you really have the ability to compete with me, how about it?"

Before he finished his sentence, the two white lights surrounding Liang Yisheng and An Wuyou slowly dispersed. Under the moonlight, the An clan appeared and smiled at the man on the wall. "Fine. If I attack, you won't say that I am bullying you!"

The woman on the wall laughed. "Haha, you don't even know who bullied who?"