I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 583

"Prime minister!"

When the sword light reached the sky and went down to the Jedi, it fell leisurely, giving people an irresistible trend.

At this moment, I don't know how many guards of the state of Wu were shocked.

Wu Zixu is the respect of the prime minister. If he is hurt here and the king of Wu commits a crime, who can afford it.

"Come on!"

However, Wu Zixu was not surprised but happy. With a long roar, he was as bright as a dragon in his hand.

His weapon is also a sword.

And it's a three foot sword.

The swords of this era are more difficult to forge as they grow. Ordinary body protecting swords are only more than one foot long, and they prefer long daggers. The swords carried by scholar officials are three feet long, but they are decorative swords. Because they are fragile and easy to break, they can't be used to fight. They are just the symbols to wear along with robes and jade.

However, the long sword in Wu Zixu's hand was obviously a magic weapon. The body of the sword was green, the hilt was cast into a dragon shape, and the Taoist and divine patterns moved around, attracting the aura of heaven and earth. With a clang, he forcibly swung the flying sword away.

Not only that, Wu Zixu broke the air with a sword and swept away towards the clouds.

The swords intersected, and an old man appeared.

The man has a strange appearance, with a protruding forehead, deep concave eyes, high cheekbones and an open mouth. At first glance, he looks like an ape.

But his waist was straight, holding a long sword, like a torrent of autumn water.

"It's Yuan Gong of the state of Lu. I heard that you're an excellent sword. It's this shadow sword that bought you to do detailed work in the state of Wu?"

Wu Zixu smiled coldly.

It's a famous sword in the world. It's priceless.

Wu Zixu knew very well that the sword fell into the hands of Ren, a great aristocratic family in the state of Wu a few years ago. Now it is in the charge of Yuan Gong. Obviously, there is a deal between the two sides.

"I've seen the Prime Minister Wu. They still have a good time. Why should the prime minister kill them all and leave no room?"

Yuan Gong saluted and begged. Those aristocratic children were also hanging in the air, their bodies rustling and afraid to move.

"Sin is sin! Leave room? Absurd!"

However, Wu Zixu flatly refused, with white hair flying and no pity, and killed him with a sword.

The sword was originally the weapon of a gentleman, and Wu Zixu was also a noble scholar. At this time, driven by the murderous intention, he became fierce and unstoppable.

The pace of his attack, like the trampling of dragons and horses, and the sound of horses' iron hoofs, smashed the void, and the sword wind came in front of him in an instant.

Yuan Gong sighed secretly, holding the shadow falsely. He didn't see how he moved. In front of him, there was a curtain of sword light, which combined hardness and softness, and wrapped Wu Zixu's sword idea.

So defensive, can be called airtight, watertight.

However, as soon as Wu Zixu raised his mouth, the sword in his hand suddenly burst into thousands of sharp edges and directly tore open the light curtain.

The fierce and frightening killing intention made the aristocratic family childe and the guards of the state of Wu retreat in horror. They only felt that their souls would be cut to pieces.

Yuan Gong was the first to bear the brunt and had to float back.

Wu Zixu's power was unforgiving, and he took it directly from Zhonggong to expand his advantage.

Without a hundred moves, Yuan Gong fell into the absolute disadvantage.

"The white haired man is so fierce. Obviously, the old man gave way, but he was so aggressive!"

The Solanum nigrum couldn't see past and said with its tongue out.

"It's not easy to give in. Those who dare not kill in this duel are bound to lose!"

Gu Cheng shook his head slightly.

Yuan Gong's defeat to Wu Zixu had nothing to do with their swordsmanship. It was purely a matter of war.

Wu Zixu's hatred of Yanlie and Yuan Gong's modesty and fear. The sword is a lethal weapon. Naturally, the former can give full play to its power.

Wu Zixu is recognized as the God of revenge and the first person to dig a tomb and whip a corpse in history. His life is divided into three stages.

The first stage was the noble children of the state of Chu. His father was the crown prince and Fu of the state of Chu. His evaluation of the son was that he was just, cruel and tolerant and could achieve great things.

The second stage was that the family was trapped in the power struggle, the whole family was destroyed, and Wu Zixu escaped alone, so the road of revenge began.

He first fled to the state of song. The state of song was in civil strife and couldn't send troops. He fled to the state of Zheng. Zheng Jun took him in, but didn't agree to borrow troops. He was eager for revenge, so he bewitched the power ministers of the state of Zheng to rebel. As a result, he failed. He fled to the state of Wu and lived by blowing Xiao and begging for food.

Qingji's father, Wu wangliao, recognized his talent and became a doctor, but Wu wangliao was unwilling to send troops for him, so Wu Zixu took refuge in childe Guang and offered plans to kill Wu wangliao.

The difference between such unfaithfulness and twice betraying the Lord and Lv Bu is that he didn't recognize his adoptive father.

This extreme and madness did not subside until they invaded the capital of the state of Chu, dug out the dead king of Chu from his grave and whipped his body for 300.

Since then, Wu Zixu has entered the third stage of his life. He is an important Minister of the state of Wu. He has made great contributions to helping the two generations of Wu kings conquer the East and the West.

However, later, Fu Chai, king of Wu, did not listen to his advice, let go of Gou Jian, king of Yue, and listened to slander to kill him. Before Wu Zixu committed suicide, he asked his disciples to dig out his eyes and hang them on the east gate of Suzhou to watch the Yue invaders destroy Wu. Fu Chai was so angry that he almost wanted to whip the body.

That was later. Now Wu Zixu is in the second stage. He can do anything by any means for revenge.

Let alone a mere Duke yuan, who would wipe out all the noble families of the state of Wu without blinking.

"Brother Wang, let's help the old man!"

Seeing that Yuan Gong was about to lose, longkui was ready to help.

The civil strife in the state of Wu will only benefit Jiang Guoguo. If it was normal, Gu Cheng would not take action, but from Yuan Gong, he noticed a familiar smell.

That's the meaning of clean sword.

Even though it was weak to the extreme, the root of this man's sword defense came from Wuchen.

"Good!"

In view of this, Gu Cheng pressed back.

A cloud like sword swept the sky.

The city of Gusu, which had just laid its foundation, was suddenly shocked. The divine patterns on countless bricks and stones shone and gathered to form an integrated sword array, which fell in the air.

It was like a flash of thunder in the vast night, tearing the sky and illuminating the ages. In a moment, Wu Zixu, who was still fierce and powerful, hit the ground and stirred up dust. Yuan Gong disappeared by the sword light.

The aristocratic family and the guard were stunned. Only after half a ring did the former shout and disperse as birds and animals. A minor storm was calmed down.

Yuan Gong was already on the surface of the Yangtze River. In front of him was a pair of beautiful people, smiling at him.

"Was that sword done by the childe?"

His beard trembled, he was so excited that he felt satisfied that he could die.

"That's good! After careful understanding, you can enter the house and become a master of Kendo!"

Gu Cheng nodded and asked, "who taught you the art of defending the sword?"

"This..."

Yuan Gong's complexion changed several times. After all, he didn't dare to lie. He said honestly: "I ran into a Yue girl in the state of Yue ten years ago. I had to ask her to resist the sword with Qi!"