No one expected that the old man from iron would speak so hard.

Zhao Dongting's eyes swept across the dazzling iron sword and said, "Senior seems to have resentment towards me, the Song Dynasty?"

“Not arguably.”

The old man who stumbled, shook his head and said, "The old man is just a blacksmith, how dare he resent the court."

But from his tone, he clearly disliked the Song court.

Zhao Dongting said: "Can I know where the imperial court has treated his seniors badly?"

The old iron-slayer's eyes flashed, "The emperor really wants to know?"

Zhao Dongting nodded, "Natural."

"Then I'm not polite."

The old man with iron-study eyes was even more indifferent, "The court was cowardly and incompetent, which led to the devastation of the people. The iron cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty was rampant. Is this enough or not?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Dongting raised his head and laughed, his eyes suddenly froze, and said in a deep voice: "That was the Song Dynasty in the past, and I will never let that happen again."

The old man who made a fool just smiled disapprovingly and regarded Zhao Dongting's words as the words of young people.

He has lived in seclusion in Longhu Mountain for more than ten years, and he has no knowledge of the world, but he has no understanding of the current situation in the Song and Yuan dynasties.

Yuan Zhenzi spoke next to him, "Old Tie, the emperor has this ability."

His words surprised the old man.

Seeing this, Yuan Zhenzi said again: "Since the Battle of Xiangyang, our Song Dynasty has been defeated step by step. In the end, the imperial court was forced to move to the sea and surrounded by more than 100,000 Yuan soldiers, Zhang Hongfan and Li Heng. Everyone thought that the Song Dynasty would be destroyed, and the emperor held military power at this time. Do you know what the emperor did?"

Although they did not want to turn to the Song Dynasty openly now, they still thought about the Song Dynasty, so Yuan Zhenzi didn't mind helping Zhao Dongting at this time.

A little light flashed in the old iron-slayer's eyes, "How?"

He still believed Yuan Zhenzi's words. He also felt that this young emperor might not be an ordinary person.

Yuan Zhenzi said: "The emperor destroyed more than 100,000 Yuan troops on the island of Juzhou with only tens of thousands of defeated soldiers, and suppressed the rebels of the Geli Army, the governor of Leizhou. Taking Leizhou as the foundation, he went north to fight against the Yuan Dynasty, destroyed Boyan, and Yesuer's Yuan army hundreds of thousands, destroying all the Yuan troops in Guangxi, Guangdong and other places, causing great damage to the strength of the Yuan army in the old land of the Song Dynasty. The old man, although you don't know why you wanted to live in seclusion in our Longhu Mountain, if you still have the intention to serve the Song Dynasty and miss the wise ruler in front of you, it may be difficult to have a chance in the future."

The old man in iron was silent, and his eyes were filled with surprise when he looked at Zhao Dongting again.

Yuan Zhenko said it very simply, but he understood how difficult it would be to do this.

Zhao Dongting struck while the iron was hot and said, "As long as Fujian wins again, I am confident that I will recover my lost territory within three years!"

The old man who made a fool of himself was moved after all, but said, "Why did the emperor come to Longhu Mountain?"

Zhao Dongting looked at Yuan Zhenzi, and Yuan Zhenzi said, "The emperor also has extremely high talent in martial arts. He came to Longhu Mountain. It was my senior brother who wanted to pass on the merits for the emperor."

The old man from the ironclad was shocked, "The Heavenly Master wants to pass on the power to the emperor?"

He stayed in the back mountain of Longhu Mountain and often drank with Zhang Tiandong, so he knew the secret that Zhang Tiandong had not yet evolved.

Yuan Zhenzi nodded, her face still couldn't help but show a little bitterness, "The skills the emperor has practiced are the same as my senior brother."

After hearing Yuan Zhenzi's words, the old man stormed: "Do you Longhu Mountain really plan to press the treasure on the Song Dynasty?"

He said this, but he didn't care about Zhao Dongting's presence.

Yuan Zhenzi replied directly: "Although Longhu Mountain is floating outside the world, I will never want to watch the Yuan people continue to cause trouble on our Han people's land."

The old man from the iron nodded in thought, looked at Zhao Dongting, and finally let go, "What does the emperor want Tie to do?"

Zhao Dongting said: "Boyan, Yesuer wants to send troops to Fujian, and work with the Fujian Yuan army to destroy our Song Dynasty soldiers in Fujian, and come to Longhu Mountain to pray for blessings. I want my seniors to take action to test their personal guards' weaknesses and reality. If there are not many masters in the personal guards, I plan to let them bury their bones in Dayu Ridge!"

"Boyan, Yesuer..."

The old man whispered in the mouth, and his thoughts seemed to float away.

Then, his eyes suddenly fell on the Zhanlu sword carried by Zhao Dongting, "Is this sword of the emperor Zhanlu?"

Zhao Dongting was very surprised and nodded, "That's right, senior has such good eyesight."

He really didn't expect that the old man had such good eyesight. He recognized Zhan Lu Jian just by looking at the hilt of the sword.

The old man who made a fool said, "It has nothing to do with eyesight, but the Zhanlu sword, which was originally a Tie sword."

Speaking of this, he paused a little, "Is the Emperor Zangjian Pavilion?"

Zhao Dongting was even more surprised.

He still remembers what Kong Dangzi said at the beginning. This Zhanlu sword was left by a swordsman who went to Zangjian Pavilion to challenge. Unexpectedly, it was the old man in front of him.

After being surprised, he nodded and said, "I have indeed been there. This sword was given by Senior Huoduo."

The old man from Tie smiled rare, "Is this fate? The emperor, you can ask Tie to take action, but you need to return this Zhanlu to Tie."

"good!"

Zhao Dongting took down Zhan Lu's sword without any hesitation and handed it to the old iron thug.

Although he was very close to Zhan Lu Jian and was very good at it, compared with the entire Fujian Road, Zhan Lu Jian's status in his heart is much lower.

"emperor."

Hong Wutian said anxiously next to him: "Zhan Lu is a treasure, and it will be difficult to encounter such a sword in the future."

Zhao Dongting said: "If you are destined to get the sword, you will get it. Now that I have taken it back, I can only say that I have no fate with this sword, so there is no need to be a pity."

The old man chuckled softly, pulled out the Zhanlu sword, held the sword in his right hand, and slowly wiped the sword body with his left hand, his eyes filled with softness, "Old friend, I've seen you again."

In the following moment, his momentum suddenly rose.

Outside the courtyard, the leaves rustled.

Sword Intention!

Zhao Dongting took two steps back with a slightly pale face.

Hong Wutian and Mrs. Xu's face changed slightly.

The realm of true martial arts!

This old man who made a blacksmith has reached the realm of true martial arts, and is also a powerful man with extremely profound sword intent.

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, the old iron man laughed loudly, "Where are Boyan and Yesuer?"

Zhao Dongting finally used his internal energy to block the surging sword intent and said, "At this time, we should still pray for blessings in the temple. I want to wait until they arrive at Dayu Ridge before letting the senior take action."

The old man who made a fucking iron was slightly stunned, then he took the Zhanlu sword back into the sheath, "Okay."

The sword intent in the sky disappeared instantly.

Zhao Dongting was very calm and said, "I challenged Zangjian Pavilion more than ten years ago. I guess I am a famous person in the world. I haven't asked for the name of my senior yet."

The old man with iron-striking eyes looked a little deeper, "Does the emperor know about Yanyu Camp?"

"Senior, are you from Yanyu Camp?" Zhao Dongting spoke out in surprise.

Although the Yanyu Camp had fallen apart when he ascended the throne, Zhao Dongting heard Lu Xiufu and others mention this once the highest martial arts hall of the Song Dynasty.

The Yanyu Camp gathered many masters from the dynasty and the world, but after the Battle of Xiangyang, they suddenly became silent.

He didn't expect that he would meet someone from Yanyu Camp here.

The old man thug bowed to Zhao Dongting, "Tieliduan of Yanyu Camp has seen the emperor."

Tieliduan, Yanyuying was the most sophisticated swordsman in the entire world.

"Senior is polite."

Zhao Dongting was overjoyed.

I didn’t expect to meet people from Yanyu Camp here. This is a very strong force. Perhaps, you can follow the clues to find more people from Yanyu Camp.

Looking at Tie Liduan, Zhao Dongting's eyes were bright, "I beg my seniors to serve the Song Dynasty again!"

Tie Liduan looked at the Zhanlu sword in his hand, "The emperor is willing to abandon the sword for the world, why can't Tie continue to serve the court for the world?"

He handed the sword back to Zhao Dongting, "I just want the emperor to remember what he said today, and he will lose land within three years, and will no longer let the Central Plains be bullied by the Yuan Dynasty."

Zhao Dongting nodded, but refused to take the sword, "This sword is originally from a senior, how can I take away what I love?"

Tie Liduan shook his head, "Only the emperor can control the sword of a benevolent person."

He didn't seem to be polite, but said this sincerely.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Dongting thanked him and took back Zhan Lu Jian. He was not the kind of person who liked to be too polite.

After inserting Zhan Lu back behind, Zhao Dongting said again: "Senior, do you still know where the other seniors of Yanyu Camp are? I have set up Wuding Hall to accommodate experts from the martial arts world. If I can find the seniors of Yanyu Camp again, I will definitely increase the strength of Wuding Hall and hope to destroy the Yuan Dynasty."

Tieli Duan's eyes became a little complicated, "I know someone, but he... I'm afraid he won't serve the court again!"

"who?"

Zhao Dongting asked.

"Zangjian Pavilion has been around forever."

Tieli slowly spit out these words from his mouth.
Chapter completed!