Someone on the left and right carried up the eight-sided stone tablet.

I saw that Pei Dushan threw off his shirt, shouted, concentrated and accumulated, and in a burst of bean-like sound, his chest, abdomen, shoulders and arms skyrocketed like a raft inflated.

The dark green tendons are mixed in the distinct lines of the muscles, which makes people feel even more aggressive.

After a few fists and kicks, the big man exhaled and raised his voice, walked like the wind, and used the power of striding and staggering waist to send eight punches in a series of lightning waves, breaking the eight stone tablets together.

Suddenly, the rubble splattered, and the exclamation rose.

The big man played another set of closing styles, and breathed lightly, although his forehead was sweaty and his face was red, his expression was natural, his breathing was not disordered, and he was full of color for a while.

Someone in the crowd was already whispering, "What a fierce foreign kung fu!" It seems that this position of teacher must belong to him. ”

Guangling Wang Yuanyu has a clear appearance, sharp eyes, and looks very capable, although he is the younger brother of the current emperor, he does not have the impression of the royal extravagance.

I saw him bow his head slightly, and said to Liu Chengwu with a smile, "The Song Wangfu is really responding to the call on the rivers and lakes." Such strange people are afraid that they can't even be moved to select Tuoba Jinjia guards. There is Song Wang Kuang and I Dawei, which is really the blessing of the Tuoba clan. ”

"King Guangling, what you said is not right! Emperor Wei personally ordered, my Tuoba clan has been renamed Yuan's, how can I still take a Tuoba mouthful. "Although this Yuan Dharma monk is called the Little Dragon King, he is actually in his forties.

But his temperament is quite consistent with that name, and he has always been a small heart.

In his heart, only a hero like his father is worthy of Tuoba's surname, and in today's royal family, no one is worthy of the respect of the master.

So even in the face of a prince like Yuan Yu, there is not the slightest awe.

"The little dragon king is right, the little king often thinks of the heroic appearance of his ancestors, and it is always difficult to change his words. If the Yuan clan can have a little dragon king, it will naturally be enough to glorify future generations. "The southernization of Emperor Yuanhong's move to change the surname of Emperor Yuan Hong of the present Wei Dynasty is actually quite controversial within the clan. Many Tuoba people still miss their homeland of the old system, and even a confidant like Yuan Yu can't be heartless.

The young man on the soft couch in the middle looked sick, surrounded by four sword slaves, and at this time, seeing the two of them, he hurriedly rounded the field, "The Great Wei royal family is full of talents, and there are many elites. These rivers and lakes are reckless, that is, the body bones are stronger. Since they are the people of the Great Wei, if the royal family needs it, they will naturally wait for it. Little Dragon King, I don't know if you are still satisfied with Master Pei? ”

Qingyun secretly stabbed Caiting, "Senior sister, how come these people are so yin and yang when they speak?" Praise is not like praise, loss is not like loss, are northerners so tired of talking? ”

Cai Ting's slender hand was clear, and he patted Qingyun on the back of the head, "What is the north and the south, don't talk nonsense when you go out for the first time." That's the intrigue between their princes and sons, you idiot can't understand, what does it have to do with the region? My sister will teach you a truth today, those who talk about the region all day long are uninformed! I'll have to change it in the future! ”

The two were muttering, and there was another loud bang on the field.

The little dragon king didn't know when he had left the table and slapped a palm at that Pei Dulian, who was busy raising his palm to fight.

There was a muffled sound between the palms of his hands, and the little dragon king had bounced back into place with his strength.

Look at Na Pei Dulone again, the forearm of his right hand is swollen like a pufferfish, black and purple, obviously the arm bone has been shattered, and the muscles around him have been turned up.

Such a twist of flesh and bones is several times more painful than that of an ordinary person's broken arm.

Pei Dulone's face was indignant, knowing that his skills were not as good as others, but he was unwilling to give in, although his whole body was bruised and cold sweat flowed, he still stood there without saying a word.

"It's a man," the little dragon king praised sincerely, "but it's a pity that it's not enough to guide me. Come, give him good medicine for his wounds, and give him another hundred taels of gold, so that he can be sent back. ”

More than a dozen people immediately walked out of the referee's table, helped Pei Dushan down, cleaned up the broken steles, and cleaned up the venue. Before the tea was ready, the cooking stopped.

Liu Chengwu raised his hand slightly, and shouted in a sharp voice but without any breath, "Next!" ”

An old man in Xuanyi stepped forward and hugged a pair of dark and thin ghost claws in one place, "Surabaya poison Ling Weifeng, this is a clumsy offer." ”

Someone on the left and right brought two chicken coops, each containing more than a dozen roosters.

Yuan Yu frowned slightly, "What do you mean, sir?" Jumping in this crowd is probably not very elegant. ”

Ling Weifeng laughed dryly, "The prince is relieved, the old man has his own measure, and he will never make a fuss." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands together and broke up the top of the chicken coop.

Dozens of roosters flapped their wings together and scrambled to escape from their cages.

These roosters crow loudly, only their necks are high, and they look like healthy chickens in their prime, jumping over the roof tiles and flying across the stream, which is all a piece of cake.

At this time, if a group of chickens gush out together, can you not make a fuss?

Yuan Yu looked at the old man suspiciously.

I saw him rub his hands together a few times, let out a loud shout, and his palms flew up, stopping all the chickens in the cage, but not touching any of them.

The rooster was eager to break out of the cage, but he was very afraid of Ling Weifeng's palm, and he buried his head in unison and squeezed into the far corner.

At first, a few clucking clucks can be heard, but soon the flock is completely quiet.

When everyone looked again, all the chickens were lying in a corner of their cages with their heads drooping, their mouths full of white foam, their eyes protruding, like dead fish.

The little dragon king was very surprised, and was about to go to visit, but was stopped by a sword slave beside Liu Chengwu.

Prince Song coughed lightly, gathered some strength, and raised his voice, "The Yin Evil Palm of Surabaya Poison is highly poisonous. To practice this skill, you need to soak your hands with corpse poison every day, and then take poisonous weeds and corpse poison to balance it so as not to be counterattacked. Although the road is dangerous, once it is successful, it is extremely domineering and can be matched. It's not too late for the little prince to wait for the poisonous gas to dissipate before going to check. ”

Ling Weifeng squeezed the wrinkles and scabs on his face together, and spelled out an expression that seemed to be a smiling face, "The young owner of the Snake Slashing Mountain Villa really lives up to his reputation. These subtle techniques of decay are secret methods that are passed down alone, not in the rivers and lakes. I don't want the owner of the village to know it, and he can still break the cultivation method. It seems that the rumors that the Sword Sect knows everything about the rivers and lakes are true. ”

"Although this skill is domineering, the practice is indecent, dangerous and abnormal, and it is a loss of royal etiquette. Little Dragon King, I think ...... "Voodoo is a royal taboo." Yuan Yu was afraid that the little dragon king would not have a strong heart, and he would ruin his future for this miraculous feat, so he couldn't help but persuade him.

But when he heard the Yuan monk, he snorted coldly, "This skill is domineering? Not necessarily! Look at me breaking it with my bare hands! ”

At the beginning of the voice, a yellow shadow vibrated up.

Monk Yuan flipped his handprints in the air several times, his forearm was congested and skyrocketed, and his palm glowed with a strange red light.

This palm slapped out, and the momentum seemed to be much weaker than the palm that defeated Pei Dulin just now, but it was this strange silence that made people feel that this palm did not seem to be a physical blow from flesh and blood, but an almost demonic power.

Ling Weifeng's pupils suddenly contracted, like the sixth sense of the old fox before the landslide, and suddenly he sensed that something was wrong.

He didn't know what was wrong, but it was just not good.

He staggered his palms, trying to slow down his opponent with the poisonous miasma, condensed his waist and legs, and flew back.

Avoid the edge of this blow and then think about countermeasures.

Foxes are always tougher than tigers because they can always respond with the most precision.

It's a pity that this time he didn't meet a tiger, it was a dragon king!

A low dragon groan was sent into Ling Weifeng's ear drums.

He was the only one who heard the voice, because the dragon's roar was not coming from the air, but from the resonance of his own bones.

He wasn't fast enough, and the effect of the poisonous miasma was not as good as expected, but the poisonous blood in his body did delay the transmission of nerves, so the pain would occur later than Long Yin.

However, Ling Weifeng didn't feel any pain, he had already fainted before that, and anyone who had an arm shattered would have the same result.

At this time, Ling Weifeng was obviously even worse than Pei Dulone, the corpse poison in his palm and the toxin he took directly fused in the open blood vessels.

I saw that his eyes were turned up like dead fish, his complexion was dead, his lips and tongue were purple and black, and a string of white foam hung from the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know how many wisps of gossamer were left from the three souls and seven spirits.

"Is there any salvation?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid it's useless to save it, right?" The crowd was full of whispers.

"Congratulations to the Little Dragon King, those who can practice the big handprints of the Bald Hair Clan to this level are not recorded in the Snake Slashing Rivers and Lakes." Liu Shizi, supported by the sword slave, respectfully shook the Yuan monk to the ground.

"Really?" The little dragon king picked up the falling turban, put it back on, covered the top of his head without a single hair, and replied coldly, "Then you remember, General Longxiang of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the monk of the Little Dragon King Yuan, according to the last words of his deceased father, learned the lost bald mudra of the Central Plains, Dacheng." But it is still not as good as his father Tuoba Zhong Kui, in case. Remember, Tuoba Zhong Kui, this surname must not be written wrong! ”

A sword slave beside Shizi drew his sword and turned his wrist, and the tip of the sword danced on a wooden board on his side, but it was making a written record, and the little dragon king moved with his voice, and stopped with his sound, without a moment. There are all kinds of things in the field today, no matter how big or small, and nothing is missing.

At this time, Yuan Yu's face was gloomy, and he seemed to be pondering the deep meaning of Yuan Fa's words repeatedly. The latter seemed to be aware of it, snorted coldly, and said to Liu Shizi, "Let's look at the next one." ”

The third recruit, dressed in a green shirt, did not look amazing, with a long sword in his back, and looked to be only in his early twenties, much younger than the Yuan monk.

The three people in the referee's seat couldn't help frowning at the same time.

The man was not in a hurry, clenched his fists and said loudly, "Heshuo Du..., Liu Ying, come to apply." His voice was crisp and full of energy, but he somehow hesitated a little when he signed up.

Liu Chengwu asked casually, "What is the mastery of the strong man?" ”

"Sword."

"Sword? Discussing the sword in front of the Snake Slashing Villa is really an axe. The crowd of onlookers was already in an uproar.

"Sword? Do you know who he is? Yuan Yu pointed at Liu Chengwu and asked.

"The young owner of the Snake Slashing Villa."

"Then what qualifications do you have to discuss swords here?"

"At the age of twenty, he was already invincible in Sword Heshuo, and this time he heard that the Snake Slashing Villa selected masters, so he intended to give it a try. The frog at the bottom of the well, if you want to know the size of the world, you still hope to be perfect. He compared himself to a frog, and although his tone was humble, his proud expression seemed to be unscrupulous towards the Snake Slashing Villa.

Monk Yuan put his hand into his turban and scratched his bald head, "Zongheng Heshuo, I seem to have heard of it, are you the one..."

"There is an edict today, and the Xianbei surname is the surname of Han. Win under Liu. ”

"Hahaha, yes, yes! As a swordsman, the surname Liu is still suitable for you, but some people may not be so happy. "Yuan Fa Monk knows that the other party also has the same mind as himself, loves Wu and Wu, and in order to integrate into the broader rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, he has no problem with the surname Yi.

Liu Chengwu's face was really a little unpleasant, and he waved his hand to a sword slave beside him, "Gengqi, go try it." ”

The sword slave took the order deeply, turned around and went down. "Slashing Snake Villa Tiangan Sword Nu Gengqi is the best, and the master is a good move."

The reason why the prestige of the Snake Slashing Villa in the rivers and lakes is incomparable is because the King of Song raised a group of dead soldiers through the connections of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, thinking that he was a sword slave.

Some of them are river and ocean thieves who have committed crimes,

Some are swordsmen who have offended their enemies and have nowhere to go,

Some are martial artists who covet the high salary of the royal palace,

Some are simply looking for an environment to learn swordsmanship.

When they came here, they all abandoned their real names, and only called them by code names, and they were superior to them by their swordsmanship.

The strong can win the name of the four fierce ten cadres and the twelve branches and twenty-eight houses, and the rest can only be commensurate with numbers.

A few years ago, there was a big thief who committed a series of murders, and the Northern Wei government was helpless, but because he offended the master of Dongzong, he wanted to take refuge in the Snake Slashing Villa, but he only got a number number.

Feeling humiliated, such a bandit naturally became furious and began to make trouble.

As a result, he was killed by the Su Nukui Wood Wolf who was present with a sword, shaking the rivers and lakes!

From this, it can be inferred that the slaves of the mountain villa have the strength of a giant, so what kind of existence will the sword slaves of the three levels of the fierce cadre branch be?

It's a pity that no one in the rivers and lakes dares to take the initiative to uncover this answer.

Today, a hairy boy actually led the Tiangan Sword Slave to the end, and the four spectators couldn't help but have round eyes.

Even Yuan Yu was puzzled, "It's just a teenager, do you need such a big show?" ”

"Whoever uses a sword in the world, I know a little bit about the snake slashing villa. He was shortlisted for this teacher selection, and we naturally investigated him. The Snake Slashing Villa's Slave Room Fire Pig and Heart Moon Fox fought against him a few years ago, but they failed to win. ”

Monk Yuan patted his head, "This is still a bit fucking interesting!" Age is not a problem, let's see if there is any stock first. ”

When Liu Ying saw that there was a slave on the field, his eyes flashed, and he said that there was a mistake, so he drew his sword out of the sheath and opened the posture.

Sword Slave Gengqi snorted coldly, "Sword Sect starting style, you are not worthy!" A blue light followed the sound and smashed directly on Liu Ying's door.

The so-called sword goes white, the sword goes black, such a sword move that splits the head and covers the face, is not owned by any faction at all, but is outright provocative. At this time, everyone who was present understood the way understood that Geng Qi did not take the opponent in his eyes at all.

Seeing this, Liu Ying didn't think he was angry, bowed slightly, and the tip of his sword rose to meet him. This trick is to learn from the seniors in terms of etiquette, and the seniors let the first and younger generations start the ceremony, which is used to be humble but not humble at this time, but it is quite decent.

Geng Qi thought that he was also a senior with status, and when he saw the other party's courtesy, he was not too crazy. At that moment, the blade of the sword turned and swept out.

The sword in his hand was no more than an inch thick, but the momentum of this sweep was like a storm, and the sword light fluttered in the wind, as if it was shrouded in it, no matter how high or low.

Liu Ying under the sword light, his clothes fluttered like dead leaves, and he was about to be crushed by this strong wind.

Zu Yuzhi was well-informed, and explained softly, "This Gengqi is a master of the Sword Sect. Gale and Teng Snake's two sets of sword techniques are only practiced by the inner disciples of the sect master. There are only a few people who can use the Gale Sword Technique to this extent. ”

Liu Ying naturally knew it well, his face was solemn, he loosened the strength of his wrist slightly, and slowly handed out the long sword in his hand.

Without strength, the sword shadow swayed in the strong wind like a gossamer, and at the moment when the gossamer swayed, Liu Ying actually made a move that shocked the audience.

"How dare he close his eyes? So to underestimate Tino? Yuan Yu looked puzzled.

"It's a little interesting, this person is learning the Sword Sect method, but he is not the Art Sect branch, so he doesn't know much about the Great Wind Technique.

However, his understanding of the law of Gu Ying is quite profound.

Because the ancestors of Shu are good at male and female swords, people in the world often mistakenly think that Gu Ying is the meaning of double sword Gu Ying.

In fact, this method is also used in the single sword of this door, Gu refers to the end of the Gu sword intent continuously, and the killer is not light; It should refer to peeking at the enemy's flaws and striking at the rear.

He closed his eyes at this time in order to focus on his wrist and sense the changes in the Great Wind Technique from the sword wind in order to respond. "The two people in the game are using the Sword Sect's swordsmanship, so the explanation of the young master of the Sword Sect is naturally absolutely authoritative.

Sure enough, the two of them have exchanged several tricks in the field.

Although Liu Ying didn't look at people, he immediately flicked his wrist and sent a sword as soon as his wrist was detected, hitting the opponent's sword body every time, and every time he hit the spirit snake three inches, blocking the opponent's ability to attack.

In a burst of dingling sounds, Geng Qi's sword intent was all blocked two feet away from Liu Ying.

The wind met the strong wall, and the dilemma was in a dilemma, and the surging murderous aura swirled and rose with Geng Qi's step by step, like a tornado, ready to go.

"Young master, do you want to ......" A sword slave beside Liu Chengwu clenched the hilt of the sword and asked for instructions without worry.

"No, neither of them looks like people who can be easily killed." Shizi smiled slightly, waved his hand, groaned slightly, and said, "Qiqi, protect the two princes." Chaos, gluttony, keep an eye out for the crowd. 梼杌, continue to record. ”

The four murderous slaves dispersed, except for the Han Zhu, who was making a record of the scene, the other three all held the hilt of their swords, looking at the scene to prevent the scene from getting out of control.

"I'm going to die!" Gu Caiting turned sideways, as if he was ready to hide behind Qingyun at any time, and he couldn't bear to look at it.

There are only two outcomes to the current situation,

Either the embankment bursts and the flood discharges, and Liu Ying is torn to pieces by the angry waves,

Either the dragon spins and rolls back, and Geng Qi is devoured by ten thousand swords.

Either way, the one who loses will die a miserable and ugly death.

The dead end has finally changed!

The cold light between heaven and earth flashed, and a reverse thunder rolled up to the sky.

The whirlpool of sword qi that could not advance or retreat just now rushed towards Xiao Han angrily, like a snake.

"Hmph, Teng Snake Jue. This old bone is really cautious, and he doesn't dare to gamble with his juniors. The fierce slave Qi who had just asked the young master was obviously quite disdainful of Geng Qi's response.

Yuan Yu saw that Geng Qi rolled up all the accumulated sword qi, and attacked with a momentum, and the situation was very good, so he relieved the siege and said, "Geng Qi wants to win the game, and he doesn't want to take risks." ”

The Yuan monk on the side shook his head into a rattle, "That Liu Ying was forced to give up his eyes and defend everywhere, although there is still a chance to fight for life and death, but the chance of winning is slim." Geng Qi was afraid of death and changed his moves, although the momentum was not small, but Liu Ying's crisis had been solved. If Liu Ying continues to press step by step with the life-and-death situation, and Geng Qi still does not dare to fight, the situation will soon be reversed. ”

The corners of Qi Qi's mouth were lightly raised, and he glanced at the little prince, his eyes were quite like praise.

Liu Ying did not stop in the field, sensing that the opponent was rising with the momentum of wind and thunder, so his eyes were angry, and he was also a vertical body, following up.

Liu Yingren's sword is on the first line, and the castration is extremely fast. Geng Qi's situation is embarrassing, if he doesn't open enough distance to change his moves, his next game will become a fate.

As his upward momentum slowed, his opponent's sword was already close. Geng Qiyi gritted his teeth, held the sword with both hands, and plunged it straight down. Suddenly, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, like Lei Gong swinging a hammer, although the power distance was limited, but it was enough to nail Liu Ying who came up into the loess three points.

Liu Ying's sword was not disturbed in the slightest, and he still stood proudly, but he avoided the powerful cyclone, and his kinetic energy was exhausted, and he stabbed the unfallen Geng Qi's waist straight through.

The opponent fights with all his strength at one point, and Geng Qi has no strength to evade. Even if it has become a must-kill trend, he will be pierced by Qingfeng, and life and death are uncertain.

Geng Qi really still spared his life, and in the blink of an eye, the sword momentum was deflected, and he flirted with Liu Ying's inevitable sword.

The more power a move borrows, the greater the momentum, and the more difficult it is to change the move.

Geng Qi changed his slash to flirtation, almost exhausted all his strength, cold sweat flowed on his forehead, and then he threw the long sword in his hand on the opponent's sword body with a bang.

He also wanted to use the power of this blow to get out of the stalemate.

At the moment when the two of them intersected with their swords, their bodies were wrong.

Geng Qi saw the sneer on the corner of Liu Ying's mouth, and his distorted expression in the sword light map.

》》》》》 time to knock on the blackboard《《《《《

In Chapter 2, we mentioned the concept of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Of course, according to today's common name, the Southern Song Dynasty refers to the regime of the Zhao dynasty after the Song Dynasty crossed to the south. But before that, the Southern Song Dynasty naturally referred to today's so-called "Liu Song". The Northern Wei Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty were a period of confrontation between the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

In fact, whether it is the Spring and Autumn Song Kingdom, Liu Song, Zhao Song, their country names are "Song", and the Chinese people only call themselves "Song", and the words in front are used by the present people to distinguish them. The Eastern Han Dynasty and the Western Han Dynasty claimed to be all Han, the Southern Song and Northern Song Dynasty claimed to be all Song, and the former Qin and Later Qin claimed to be Qin, and the customary titles also changed with the times. The Eastern Han and Western Han are sometimes referred to as the Han and Later Han dynasties. Tang and Southern Tang were once called Tang and Later Tang. Cao Wei and Tuoba Northern Wei were also called Wei and Later Wei in the Sui and Tang dynasties. In some novels, it is a common sense error to apply the distinction between the same country names in the present to ancient times.

Perhaps when mentioning the topic of confrontation between the north and the south, in order to strengthen the geographical location, the saying of the Northern Wei and Southern Song Dynasty would appear at that time. However, in the national court, what is called must be the Great Wei and the Great Song Dynasty.

The name of the country has been the name of the place since the Yuan and Ming dynasties. Either it is the place where the king started up, the place where he was born, or the fiefdom. Although there were also very few, such as Liu Yuan, who claimed that Han was to steal his ancestors, he soon found that it did not work, and changed the country name to Zhao.

The name of the country also speaks, and it also tells history. If you are interested in reading the origin of the Longxing of most of the Chinese regimes, you may have a new understanding of Chinese culture and history.

Zhou (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Qin (Shaanxi), Han (Shaanxi Han River Basin), Jin (Shanxi), Sui (i.e., Sui, Shanxi Fen River Basin), Tang (Shanxi Fen River Basin), Zhao (Feng Guoben took Shanxi as the center, gradually moved eastward, crossed Henan and Hebei, and Yan was the north screen), Wei (Feng Guoben was in Ruicheng, Shanxi, and gradually moved eastward), Han (Shanxi Hancheng), the first feudal states of these country names were all in the middle and upper reaches of the Yellow River. Including Hua (Huashan) and Xia (Anyi), their earliest geographical meanings are also in Shaanxi, Jin, and Long regions.

If we do not dogmatically adhere to the historical view of the origin of China in the Central Plains, in fact, modern archaeological discoveries in Hexi (such as the ancient city of Shenmu and the Yangshao cultural group) are enough to justify China's lost pre-Xia culture. If you compare the so-called artifacts of the early Egyptian dynasty with the archaeological excavations of the Yangshao cultural group, this is nothing more than that.

Human beings evolved from cave life to farming, and all of them came out of the mountains in ancient times. When we use the end point to define the starting point of our ancestors' migration, isn't it just to fold thousands of years of history? The ancient Egyptians walked from the Nubian Mountains to the Nile Plain, the ancient Babylonians walked from the Caucasus Mountains to the Two Rivers, and the ancient Indian Mauryan Dynasty originated from the foot of the Hindu Kush Mountains. Desperately connecting the ancient records with the Longshan culture is continuing the mistakes made by those corrupt Confucians for thousands of years. About ancient things, this is the content of the subsequent works in this series. At that time, we will use modern discoveries in genetics, climatology, geography, archaeology, the development of written languages and other disciplines to supplement the official historical records and restore a logical context of ancient history.