Chapter Thirty-Three: The Floating Years, Half Gone
Hao Lian's vigorous fist was getting closer and closer, with a lifelong cultivation, mellow and free, and slammed heavily on Li Yuanhao's eyebrows, and the punch was fierce.
Hao Lianbo can clearly feel the stretch of the fist, and every part of the strength is completely released, this is the second time in his life that he throws a punch so heartily, the first time is before Gu Liangzhou, a punch has been smashed, the deputy general of the Zhenbei Army has an arm broken, and the deputy general of the Zhenxi Army, Hong Xiguan, has retreated a hundred zhang, and he has steadily crossed the bottleneck of the thirty-two products of King Kong and appeared on the Donkey Kong realm.
Li Yuanhao's black hair leaned back, letting his fist fall on his eyebrows, and the imaginary phenomenon of his head exploding did not appear, not even blood splashed. In the snow-capped secluded mansion of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, an incomparable aura burst out, exploding Hao Lian's vigorous fist, and crashing into the opponent's chest with an unobstructed view.
Li Yuanhao took the opportunity to recapture Huang Chunfeng's broken sword, the hilt of the sword swirled, and he slammed on the eyebrows of the grassland tiger, directly defeating Hao Lianbo and falling heavily to the ground.
Hao Lianbo spurted out a mouthful of blood, and there was a faint dead gray on his face: "Good intentions, you actually forcibly hid a trace of dragon vein luck in your body, but now your taste is not good, right, how much strength can you use?"
Li Yuanhao gasped, black blood continued to ooze out of his mouth and nose, and after leaving the palace, the dragon vein luck flowed away from his body, and Li Yuanhao forcibly retained a touch of luck in his body, the purpose was to attract Hao Lian to appear and give a thunderous blow.
Li Yuanhao's combat power and realm are not ranked first in the world of Kyushu, but in terms of concealing the atmosphere, she is unique, and for this matter, the head of the Shantai Kingdom should be the deepest. However, at that time, Li Yuanhao was squeezing his breath into a bay of stagnant water, but at this moment, he wanted to hide the dragon vein qi luck in his body, how could the qi luck of heaven and earth be imprisoned in a person's spiritual sea secluded mansion, so when Li Yuanhao walked on the street, the breath in his body was rampant, like a river bursting its embankment, the pain was unbearable, if he showed a little discomfort, with Hao Lian's cautiousness, he would definitely not show up.
"What about you, General of the Prairie, how much strength can you use?" Li Yuanhao sneered and looked at Hao Lianbo with contempt.
Slowly getting up, Hao Lianbo spit out a mouthful of bloodshot turbidity: "It's not much, it's just enough to kill you!"
The two rushed forward and ran at the same time, a simple collision without any fancy sounds, there was a loud noise in the alley, Li Yuanhao relied on the luck left in his body and Hao Lianbobo's serious injury, barely tied his hand, twisted his body and swung his sword, and the clean and neat sword qi slashed towards Hao Lianbo.
Hao Lian rose into the air, dodged the sword qi, tapped his feet on the wall of the alley, and punched Li Yuanhao.
Li Yuanhao knew that the aura of the grassland general in front of him was strong, and he did not take it hard, but followed the sword, walked out of a big circle in the narrow alley, and suddenly appeared on Hao Lianbo's back, and the sword body lay horizontally, smashing the back of the opponent's head.
Hao Lian was full of anger, fell straight to the ground, turned his body, smashed his fist on the broken sword, and a loud bang like a bell exploded, directly taking Li Yuanhao's body with a beating.
Simply fought a single hand, the two retreated, ten zhang apart, Li Yuanhao's body seemed to fall apart, the pain was unbearable, but there was a sense of high-spirited pleasure in his heart, and he took the initiative to hold the sword, and the sword momentum of the next chop became heavier and heavier.
At the beginning, Hao Lianbo received all the swords swung by Li Yuanhao, either forcibly scattered or crushed with one hand, and as time went by, Hao Lianbo suddenly found that the momentum of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was crazy.
The two passed by, Hao Lianbo's eye, which was blinded by Shi Weihan, was hit hard again, and the blood continued, adding to the horror, and Li Yuanhao's shoulder also oozed a little blood, his eyes were bloody, and his face showed a crazy look.
At this time, on both sides of the streets and alleys, Chu Renfeng and the gray-clothed man appeared on Li Yuanhao's side, and Fan Xiaokuai and Zhao Xingtu appeared on Hao Lianbobo's side.
"You continue, we are passing by, and we don't make a move, just to observe the duel between masters, the stones of other mountains, you can attack jade, and sharpen your own realm. Fan Xiaokuai was still holding a big bowl of noodles and eating noodles.
Zhao Xingtu obviously didn't like Fan Xiaokuai's explanation, it was too straightforward, but it was also the truth.
Li Yuanhao didn't seem to hear Fan Xiaokuai's voice, and kept muttering "Kill him, kill him", turned around suddenly, and killed Hao Lianbo.
Hao Lian Bobo seemed to be tired of this endless fight, put life and death aside, and rushed forward with the determination to die, making sure to decide life and death within one move.
There was neither a majestic breath leaking out, nor a mysterious move, the simplest front stab and punch, Li Yuanhao stabbed Hao Lianbo in the shoulder with a sword, and the general of the grassland also smashed a punch on the forehead of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, scattering the bun of the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
Li Yuanhao's face was ruthless, he gritted his teeth and pushed the inferred sword forward, piercing Hao Lianbobo's shoulder, and then slowly pulled out the broken sword, and finally lost his physical strength, and the straight hook that spread from his cloak fell, and Hao Lianbo also fell out heavily.
In the sky, a black dragon of luck fled northward, and one of the breaths passed through the sky, rolling up Hao Lianbo, and in an instant, it had appeared in a valley sixty miles north of Tai'an City, Wei Mocheng squinted and waved his sleeves, and a sword that spanned the world and a hundred zhang long flew away. Hao Lian's flowing water had just stopped, and before he could check Hao Lianbo's injury, Baizhang Daogang had already come to his eyes. Hao Lian Liushui helped his eldest brother to escape again, turned into a northward streamer, and cut through the valley with a bang, and disappeared into the smoke and dust.
"Escape!" Fan Xiaokuai suddenly shouted, as fast as a streamer fled towards the outside of Tai'an City, and Zhao Xingtu, who was still carefully observing the Son of Heaven of the Northern Wei Dynasty, was shocked, and then realized that he had swept out of the imperial city.
There is Hao Lian Liushui to contain the two old Wei Mocheng, the two can enter the city leisurely, without Hao Lian Liushui's containment, there are a hundred ways to make the two young heroes die cleanly and neatly, without dragging mud and water.
Chu Renfeng just wanted to step forward to check on Li Yuanhao's injuries, but suddenly stopped his pace, looked up at the end of the street, and a person was standing there, his mouth bulging, scolding.
Li Yuanhao, who was lying on his back on the ground, heard the voice, looked in the direction of the sound, and lowered his head with a delicate face that did not speak: "You, why are you here?"
The face smiled and swallowed the sugar cane in his mouth: "Escaping from the palace is the standard for Her Royal Highness a princess, and if I don't sneak out once in my life, I'm embarrassed to say that I am Princess Nanliang." ”
The gray-clothed man patted Chu Renfeng's shoulder, and his exposed eyes curved out of an arc, as if he was smiling: "Let's go." Chu Renfeng turned to leave, and looked back from time to time.
Chen Luoyan picked up Li Yuanhao on her back, gasped heavily, and sighed: "You are fat!"
Li Yuanhao stretched out his hand and pinched Chen Luoyan's waist and twisted it fiercely, causing Chen Luoyan to grin in pain.
When night falls, the lights are on, the crescent moon hangs on the willow tops, and the whole Tai'an City is permeated under the moonlight.
The Imperial Palace Sacrifice Confucius Ceremony, the Imperial City Division cleaned up and rectified Tai'an City, Tai'an City was quiet all day, at this time, thousands of households lit candles and lights, went out to breathe, set up stalls, listened to music, Tai'an City resumed its previous lively and lively, the crowd was bustling, shoulder to shoulder, a pair of young people walked in it, a child who ran crazy and had fun suddenly opened his eyes, stood in front of the two, looked at two such good-looking people curiously, and suddenly came out of his mind the "Mulan Ci" taught by Mr.
The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, the female rabbit's eyes are blurred;
Chen Luoyan touched the child's head, took out a few copper plates, bought two strings of rock sugar gourds, gave one string to the child, and took a bite of the remaining string for herself, and then handed it to Li Yuanhao on his back.
"From Yuelu Academy to Sage Academy, from Tai'an City to the grassland desert, and from Shengjing City to Shenji Pavilion, you have traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the world, from Kong Weiting to your grandmother, from Zhao Duling to Huang Chunfeng, you can also be regarded as having tasted the ultimate life and death in the world, so if you want to cry, don't hold on, my shoulders are enough, wide and warm and fragrant. Chen Luoyan shrugged her shoulders and spoke.
Li Yuanhao hugged his neck and buried his face deeply, so that no one could see her expression.
Chen Luoyan stopped, glanced sideways at Li Yuanhao on his shoulder, and smiled lightly.
In the distance, the lights are brilliant, and in the distance, the shadows are blurred.
In this way, the floating years are halfway gone.