The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 259: Sword God

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Chapter 259 Sword God

The old man's name is Xiao Fu, his real name has long since been remembered. The surname and first name were all given by the owner of the old family after he joined the Xiao family.

In terms of age, he is a few years older than Patriarch Xiao Yijue. Xiao Fu entered the Xiao Mansion at the age of seven. It has been more than 90 years. No matter the wind and rain, the dynasty changes, he is Xiao Fu. The position of the housekeeper has never been shaken.

There is no story about him in the arena, and not many people have heard his name. Because he has never been in the arena.

Xiao Fu's martial arts are all given by Xiao Yijue's father. His qualifications are not high, and as a subordinate, even if he is really talented, he is not qualified to worship Xiao's family.

But Master Xiao, who was back then, has been secretly calling this young man. When Xiao Yijue was practicing swordsmanship, he asked Xiao Fu to sweep the floor next to him, and he deliberately read out some of his thoughts, and specially arranged for him a quiet residence so that Xiao Fu could secretly perform martial arts at night.

Xiao Jiatian asked about swordsmanship and the magical skill of the Tyrant Qin, which won the entire China, not to mention diligence to make up for the weaknesses. Even though Xiao Fu had mediocre aptitude, when he was thirty years old, he was still a little accomplished and set foot in the holy realm. After that, he became a steward of the Xiao Mansion, married a wife and had children. For Xiao Fu, this was the happiest period in his life.

A few years later, Master Xiao passed away, and Xiao Yijue inherited the family business. He allowed Xiao Fu's son to join the family of Xiao and become a formal disciple. It is a pity that this son was young and victorious. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he failed to learn art, so he fought fiercely with others outside and died of fate; and Xiao Fu's wife also died shortly afterwards.

After losing his family, the sense of mission of loyalty to the Xiao family has become Xiao Fu's entire spiritual sustenance and life pursuit. It can be said that Xiao Fu has always been grateful and loyal to the Xiao family throughout his life.

So even though he is already the pinnacle of martial arts, he is rarely an opponent in the world, and he has never stepped out of Yanjing. Every day he is not instructing his disciples in the Xiao Mansion, or doing a good job for the young master Xiao Yao to change the law. food.

But today, he walked hurriedly to the backyard with a solemn expression.

In the backyard, people are inaccessible, especially a small door in the corner. Behind it is the forbidden area of ​​the Xiao family. Except for Xiao Fu, the most trusted old housekeeper, the other trespassers will only end up, death!

Xiao Fu took a bronze key from his arms, unlocked the lock on the small door, took a deep breath, and walked in.

It's just crossing a threshold, but for Xiao Fu, it's like entering a new world. Behind this small door is a faint lake, almost messy rockery, lush trees and flowers, and more importantly, the air. The aura density in the middle is dozens of times that of the outside!

The aura density here is actually faintly higher than the Yunding Mountain Villa, which is covered with the Zhuanlong natural formation, which shows how Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is in Xiao Mansion.

Xiao Fu did not immerse himself in this spiritual feast. Instead, he hurried to the rockery, tapped three times carefully, and respectfully said: "Master, it's me."

A few seconds later, a deep voice suddenly came from inside the rockery: "Is it Afu, come in."

After that, the rockery suddenly split into two, revealing a secret road, and Xiao Fu slowly walked down the steps. Here, compared to the aura-rich outside, it is almost as barren as hell, and ordinary warriors don't talk about practicing here, I am afraid that even living is a luxury.

Even after taking two steps, Xiao Fu felt dizzy in his head. He hurriedly held his breath and covered his body with stubborn air, so that he could continue to walk down.

The bottom of the stone steps is a space the size of a football field. Looking around, there is only one thing in sight...

Sword!

Thousands of swords, there is no way to count the number of swords!

These swords are long, short, intact, and broken in two. They are magic weapons made of heaven, material and earth treasures, and blunt swords made of ordinary iron.

The shapes of these swords are different, and the positions and postures are also different. Only one thing is the same.

That is that they are all bleak. This is not to say that they are rusty, but that these swords have no vitality. Some people may wonder, the sword is a dead thing, but where does it have vitality?

Of course ordinary people don't understand this kind of thing, even most warriors and warlocks don't understand it. The only people who can see it are those who understand swords.

Either a peerless swordsman, or a swordsmith, only they can see the vitality of the sword, and Xiao Fu can be regarded as a very good swordsman.

In his eyes, these swords are just like human corpses. Although there is no damage on the outside, if they are brought against the enemy, they will probably turn into dust just after they are swung.

If you use two words to describe this Jedi, it is the Sword Tomb, the tomb of countless swords.

In the sword tomb, everything seems to have lost its original color, and only a desperate gray color can be revealed, except for one thing.

It was a white robe, and a peerless swordsman in white robe, Xiao Yijue, the lord of the Xiao Mansion.

When Xiao Fu saw the white robe, his eyes were filled with comfort and admiration, and he bowed and said in a low voice, "Master."

"Hmm."

Xiao Yijue did not open his eyes. He sat cross-legged in the deepest part of the sword grave and said lightly: "Is there anything important for me to come forward?"

He knew very well that if there weren't very important events, Xiao Fu would never disturb his cleansing. Now that the other party is here, it means that something thorny that urgently needs to get out of the mountain must have happened.

Xiao Fu took out a letter from his pocket, raised his hands above his head, and said in a deep voice: "Master, the one from the island country has left. He is now in the realm of God, and he has once again come down to you."

Hearing this, Xiao Yijue's eyes that had been closed shut suddenly opened. At the same time, the swords in the entire sword mound suddenly rang, seeming to have his own life again.

"Okay, what an Ito Musashi. Back then, the two of us fought at the top of Huashan Mountain. I could only beat him by half. Today, he has stepped into the realm of God before me. He is a good opponent! "

"Master?!"

Xiao Fu was shocked when he heard this. He also knew that the divine realm was as difficult as the sky, but he firmly believed that if anyone in this world can break through the divine realm, it must be Xiao Yijue!

However, at this time, Ito Musashi has already broken through the divine realm, but Xiao Yijue has not. Doesn't this mean that the other party's potential talent is even higher than the master?

Seeing Xiao Fu's appearance, Xiao Yijue laughed and said: "Afu, what is your expression, do you think I'm afraid of a small Ito Musashi?"

Speaking like this, he stood up suddenly, and at the same time Xiao Yijue got up, the gloomy color in the sword mound suddenly receded, and all the swords began to glow with life's luster.

"Old, sir!"

Xiao Fu trembled with excitement when he saw this scene. The owners of these swords were all killed by Xiao Yijue. If he had feelings, he would hate him to the bone.

But at this time, the master just stood up and all these swords bowed his head. Doesn't it mean that he has conquered all the swords in the sword mound?

Just as Ye Chen could conquer the boundless sea water after wearing the sea emperor's glazed body, Xiao Yijue had cultivated the kendo to the extreme, and he could also command Wanjian.

He slowly moved his hand, and the Haotian sword hung around his waist suddenly unsheathed. At the same time, all the swords in the sword mound rose into the air with a whistling, circling and dancing around Xiao Yijue. .

With one sword, ten thousand swords surrender!

Xiao Yi stood up with the sword and slowly said: "As early as ten years ago, I was able to break through the hurdle of the divine realm, but I have been stagnant, just to prove the way of kendo with the ordinary body.

"Now that the avenue is complete, ten thousand swords return to the sect, I...I am the sword god!"