On the snow-capped mountain, the battle between Wei Song and the sweet potato was also nearing the end, the snow-capped mountain was destroyed beyond recognition by the unparalleled breath of the two, a large forest rose from the ground, fell to the ground, all the stones turned into powder, the ravines were staggered, shocking, and the two finally reached the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Wei Song's domineering silver spear showed a suppression of strength in front of the sweet potato, the sweet potato changed swords faster and faster, the frequency was a few points better, the sword qi was thicker, and the sword qi around the body was rolling, like the earth dragon rolling, but it was not as light as the beginning of the weightlifting, mellow and free, and the slight breath leaked out when the sword was changed.

The curved spear was like a full bow, full of energy, and in an instant, it was ejected and came out of his hand.

The silver spear in the eyes of the sweet potato was like a towering mountain, Mount Tai pressed down, and the power of heaven and earth pressed down, he held his breath, used all his strength, and six imperial swords, facing the towering mountain.

He tried his best to resist the infinite coercion, but his feet sank deep into the ground, retreated, his body became lower and lower, and smashed on a huge stone.

The sweet potato coughed twice, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, the sweet potato didn't do it." ”

Wei Song stood with a gun in his hand, looked at the sweet potato who didn't know life and death, and muttered: "Life and death have life, and wealth is in the sky." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he only felt that there seemed to be countless sounds of reading aloud and endless strong breath behind him, and there were thousands of scenery in the sound of reading aloud, and the breath was very soft, like turning a book. A mighty righteousness between heaven and earth appeared, above board.

At this time, Fan Heming was bathed in purple light, and his green cloth clothes were extremely ironed. Looking at Wei Song's gaze was extremely calm, the bladeless sword in his hand was shining, and every step he took was sharper, as if he wanted to become the fish intestine sword again, with a sense of determination.

Wei Song was like a great enemy, his usual one-handed gun turned into a two-handed robbery, and he looked at Fan Heming who came step by step with a serious face. Although he was shocked by Fan Heming's mutation, the tiger bear Wei Song saw that it was Fan Heming, but his face showed an extremely disdainful expression: "Fan Heming." You claim to be a scholar, pay attention to etiquette and filial piety, I read this book to the stomach of a dog! ”

The Five Tigers of Xiliang, Wei Song and Gao Cuilan have a unique relationship that has never been seen before. It has always been seen as a faction. Sima Qi and Yang Tingxiong are good friends, and they are counted as another faction, but Fan Heming, who is the tail of the five tigers, does not say much to others, and he is self-reliant on weekdays, Wei Song has always been lukewarm to this scholar, and he does not have a good impression, but he never hates it.

Fan Heming's face was calm, and he was not angry because of Wei Song's words. Instead, he laughed at himself: "What Wei Song said is true, Fan Heming has read books for so many years in vain. But Wei Song, let me ask you, what would you do if Gao Cuilan was kidnapped by others and asked you to do what I did today? ”

Wei Song sneered again: "This will not happen, because Cuilan will never be coerced by others, so your problem does not exist at all." ”

With Gao Cuilan's temperament, she really won't be coerced, and she is not Lin Wan'er, even if someone dangles in front of her with her favorite grilled chicken, this Xiliang tiger girl will only sneer, full of contempt.

Of course, if it is replaced by Lin Wan'er, there is no need to grill the chicken, as long as a steaming steamed bun is put on the table, she will definitely surrender and rebel without dignity, eating the steamed bun while acting for the tiger.

Fan Heming smiled lightly: "Indeed, as you said, Gao Cuilan will not be coerced, so you and her live a simple life, but that woman is a poor woman after all, she is not Gao Cuilan, she needs someone to take care of her, and I, Fan Heming, failed to protect her before, and today I will definitely not let her suffer a little more grievances!" ”

The sword in his hand became sharper and sharper, the sword body was flooded with purple brilliance, and the three-foot short sword became a long sword, the tip of the sword was still very blunt, not so much like a sword, more like a pen, a pen that could write and draw between heaven and earth.

Wei Song and sweet potato have just fought, the most powerful painstaking efforts, the silver gun in his hand is self-fired for no reason, holding the gun in both hands, one hand in front, the other hand back, the gun body is in front of the chest, usually a gun posture, but it is wonderful.

The momentum of the two continued to rise, and at the same time came to the highest point, above the already cloudy Xiliang Palace, a huge whirlpool formed by dark clouds appeared in an instant, like an inverted funnel, the lowest end of the funnel was above the heads of the two people, accompanied by a strong wind, those fallen trees and gravel were attracted by the whirlpool, and shot out against common sense.

Wei Song and Fan Heming rushed forward at the same time, Wei Song's feet thundered, and the heavens and the earth shook, like ten thousand horses galloping, blasting out one big pit after another, and the silver spear in his hand was a line, which was unstoppable.

Fan Heming tapped his toes, his body was like a long rainbow, and the bladeless light in his hand was great, the bladeless was not only fast, but also fast, but it was clear that people could see that the sword body was moving, as if he opened his arms to embrace the world, and faced Wei Song's silver spear against the current.

The left and right worshippers under the snow mountain looked up at the top of the snow mountain, and the left worship sighed quietly: "Although I didn't see the peerless battle between the pavilion master and Li Mubai, but I was able to see the battle between Wei Song and Fan Heming, and it was not in vain, but seeing such a high mountain, it was inevitable that my heart would decline, I am afraid that you and I will never have the opportunity to walk side by side with a few of them in this life, and we can't see the scenery they see." ”

The right worship glanced at the fat master Li Wei who was deliberately condensing his qi and the four people, and did not take it to heart, the four people were tantamount to dead people in his eyes, and he couldn't change the final outcome if he didn't do it for the time being: "Wei Song is fierce and fast, Fan Heming is soft and light, but in fact, it contains mystery, Wei Song's breath is blue like a lake, the operation is light and soft, and the lifting is light, Fan Heming's breath is as vast as a sea of smoke, but it is fierce and fast, and there is a sound on the ground." The two of them have simple moves, Wei Song can't stop, take, and pierce, and Fan Heming can't stab, tease, and point, but he is clever and wise. The battle between the strong is a battle of will, and it is a fraction of a millimeter that may determine the victory or defeat in the end, and today the victory between Wei Song and Fan Heming is not easy to distinguish, but it is just ......"

Before he finished his words, Wei Song's spear head and Fan Heming's sword tip met in an instant, bursting into brilliant brilliance. The strong and the strong meet, and the wind howls like a dragon on the snowy mountain.

The tip of Wei Song's spear pierced a picture scroll like a silver needle, instantly penetrating Fan Heming's heaven and earth picture scroll drawn with Wu Feng. Carrying a peerless aura, it stabbed at the other party like a bamboo.

Right worship sighed and shook his head: "It's just that this Fan Heming is not strong-minded and has doubts about what he did, so his moves are a little lacking." ”

Wei Song's spear rushed towards Fan Heming's chest like a giant dragon, and even if he retreated, it was too late, because the spear was so fast, as fast as a flash, and it swept through the air.

Look at the tip of the gun that is approaching. Fan Heming was suddenly stunned for a while, and the bits and pieces buried deep in his heart were like a picture scroll in front of him for no reason.

He still remembers reading and writing himself. She dragged her cheeks to the side in a daze, her eyes calmly looking ahead, but she was blank. She has been blind since she was a child, unable to see. So you can't see the colors. can't see the green mountains and green waters, so he became her eyes, accompanied her to see the great rivers and mountains, read the subset of scriptures and history for her, laughed and talked about the anecdotes of the official history, and distorted the allusions to history: King Zhou You, who thought that the princes of the beacon fire opera, really loved Bao Xi, and from then on, Xuanzong, who was not the king of the early dynasty, really loved Yang Guifei, and Wu Sangui, who was angry at the crown and led the barbarians into the customs, really loved Chen Yuanyuan. For Chen Yuanyuan, Li Zicheng, who defeated the "Dashun Dynasty", really loves the woman who captivates the country and the city.

But there has never been a misunderstanding that has become a permanent step in the hearts of the two, and they have never seen each other and don't want to hear about it. But there was also a gap, so she turned around and left, leaving behind a word - leaving the good for the past and the present. So the two have not seen each other for many years, let alone heard from her, who would have thought that now they know her whereabouts, but they were coerced by others. Now that I think about it, the misunderstanding back then ended up being my own life.

The tip of the spear in front of Fan Heming's eyes was getting closer and closer, and the belief in his heart was unwavering for a moment - I want to see her again, he was not afraid of the tip of the spear that was moving forward bravely, and slowly spoke: "Zi Bu is silent, and the strange power is confused!" ”

An invisible aura suddenly appeared between Wei Song and Fan Heming, transparent and invisible, but Hengyuan was between the two, it was not a simple wall of qi, nor was it a complete breath, but like a bottomless whirlpool, which could devour and entangle everything.

The silver spear was indestructible, but when it touched that breath, it was like a shot rushing into the bottomless whirlpool, and although it had been firing rapidly, it could not get out of the whirlpool.

The left and right worshippers glanced at each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes, because the whirlpool formed by Fan Heming's words and the effect of the Big Dipper Seven Stars Array of the Sword Pavilion were surprisingly similar, and they both formed a relatively independent space.

Zuo Feng couldn't help but sigh in amazement: "The ancestor of the Sword Pavilion has the title of 'Book Sword Immortal', because the ancestor is not only good at swordsmanship, but loves to read, calligraphy is also a must, half of the books in the Sword Pavilion Library are written by the ancestor himself, I didn't expect this Fan Heming to be the same as the ancestor, one person with a sword as the medium, one person with words as a bridge, and finally the same way, seeking the infinite from the limited space, really responded to the old saying, the gentleman saw the same. ”

Wei Song's spear plunged into the whirlpool, Fan Heming suddenly raised his sword, and the last shot came first, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, and it was already less than three inches away from Wei Song.

Wei Song snorted coldly, clenched his fist with one hand, and slammed his fist into the tail of the gun, and the silver spear burrowed into the invisible whirlpool, and his body quickly swept back, dodging the bladeless purple blade. Standing still not far away, Wei Song's hair fell lightly and fell to the ground.

Fan Heming slowly retracted his sword, suddenly his eyes widened, and he also swept back rapidly, Wei Song's silver spear had already broken through the whirlpool, and it shot out without warning.

The sword was hard to block, and a shocking spark sparked between the bladeless and the silver spear. Fan Heming shouted loudly and forced down the head of the gun.

With a bang, the silver spear plunged into the ground, exploding in a cloud of smoke.

Wei Song beckoned gently, and the silver spear buzzed as if he had heard a call, returned to his hand, and stood on the spot, suddenly like a god of war.

Fan Heming glanced down at the sleeves that had become fragments, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, but before the smile could be unfolded, he muffled, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

On the edge of Yingxue Lake, Sima Qi looked at the snow mountain with a smile: "You see, I Xiliang is so talented, just closing the door and killing each other is so fierce, if it fights with the northern army of Central Plains Town in the future, it should be even more fierce." Haha, strong and intense, Miss Wan'er's song "Man Jianghong" is wonderfully written, strong and intense, thirty years of fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, it is really appropriate. ”

Lin Wan'er snorted secretly, showing her contempt for Sima Qi, because her side did not have an advantage, so she only dared to secretly, if she had an advantage, she would definitely jump to bury Sima Qi. When scolding, Lin Wan'er likes to jump on her feet, because she feels imposing in this way.

Her expression fell on Sima Qi's eyes, but Sima Qi didn't care, looked at Gao Cuilan standing in front of Lin Wan'er, and said: "Gao Cuilan, Sima I know your temperament, and letting you submit to me is tantamount to an idiot's dream." But if you get out of the way today, I will spare your life, and then you will take revenge, and I will follow. If you insist on going your own way, then I will have to kill the killer. ”

Gao Cuilan's face remained unchanged, but the next moment she told Sima Qi her choice with practical actions, her body was like the wind, as fast as lightning, and she came to Sima Qi's back in an instant, and slapped Sima Qi's back with both hands.

"Bang", her hands were firmly pressed on the ground, but they were not slapped on Sima Qi's back, I don't know when Yang Tingxiong was already behind Sima Qi, and he used his chest to catch Gao Cuilan's palms.

Gao Cuilan's figure retreated quickly, standing on the ground, her body was injured and her body was surging with qi and blood, and her face turned three points whiter.

Yang Tingxiong stretched out his hand and patted his shirt, not afraid.

Sima Qi didn't look back, still looking at Lin Wan'er and Zhao Qian in the distance, but his words were said to Gao Cuilan behind him: "One force will drop ten times, no matter how fast you Gao Cuilan is, but in front of my Xiliang ten thousand enemies, it is just a grasshopper shaking the tree, which is ridiculous and beyond your strength, not to mention that you are injured." ”

Yang Tingxiong turned his back to Sima Qi, did not turn around, did not say much, clenched his hands into fists, and the clothes on his arms were all bursting, revealing the crooks of his bearded arms: "Sima Qi, you once said that you would not hurt your father-in-law." ”

"That's natural, my father-in-law must be the founding ancestor, and I, Sima Qi, guarantee my life." Sima Qi said lightly, but very seriously.

Yang Tingxiong snorted, nodded, looked at Gao Cuilan, his hands waved like a hammer boulder, his feet bent and bowed, his right foot suddenly exerted force, making a piercing sound, his body was like a bull horn bow full of strength, suddenly flew out, and smashed his fists at Gao Cuilan at the same time.

Gao Cuilan felt the oncoming gusts of wind, and she didn't dare to take it hard, so she could only step on the lotus step with both feet and retreat back.

(Hats off to the elder brother, hehe, you know!) (To be continued......)