In the hotel, the Ming Feng on the second floor gently wiped the long sword in his hand, and the long sword made a few sword sounds from time to time. With the sound of the sword www.biquge.info everyone downstairs was like a great enemy, and everyone showed vigilant eyes.

"A sword is terrifying. With an understated voice, the wind moved.

I saw that the figure of Ming Feng on the second floor suddenly disappeared. Everyone heard a scream, and with the scream, a man in black had fallen. And Ming Feng just continued to walk towards them with a long sword with an expressionless face, the crimson dripping from the tip of the sword seemed to open a hellish death path for them, and the more everyone looked at it, the more furious their hearts became.

"Grandma's! I can't stand it! What are you waiting for! Twenty of us are still afraid that he won't make it!" It was Wang Fatzi who spoke, looking at the blood dripping from the sword, his whole body was like a frightened animal, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

The first to respond to him was Lin Chaoqun, only to see Lin Chaoqun shout "Ha~" and slapped his palm towards Mingfeng, and said while attacking: "Wang Fatty, one has already died, and now there are only nineteen left, if you don't count, talk less and do more!"

"Be careful!" At this time, the female prime minister of Daqi exclaimed. Everyone looked at it, it turned out that Mingfeng's sword had already stabbed at Lin Chaoqun's heart, and Lin Chaoqun couldn't avoid it!

"Zheng!" There was a loud bang, and the sword in Ming Feng's hand stabbed Lin Chaoqun's body like a stab on a steel body. That Lin Chaoqun did not die as he imagined, only to see that the sword on his chest only left a deep sword mark.

But not dying does not mean not being injured, Lin Chaoqun was hit by this sword, only to see him shouting in pain, "Ahhhhh

Seeing this, Ming Feng's feet took a step forward, and the sword in his hand was another stab, and his cold voice came from the shadow of the sword: "I heard that the Lord of Pseudo-Qi has cultivated the true dragon body, but it's a pity, even if you are a real dragon today, you have to bow down!"

Seeing this, Wang Fatzi shouted: "The surname Lin, if you can't beat you, you should run away!" After speaking, Wang Fatzi made his body huge, and then rushed towards Lin Chaoqun, it seems that he wants to save this old opponent.

At the same time, the female prime minister of pseudo-Qi, who is known as the first woman in the world, also set off, only to see her hands knotted with an inexplicable seal, and then recited Zen sound in her mouth.... Could it be that she is a monk?

"Om!?!?!?!

The sound of the curse was in his ears, and Mingfeng clenched his long sword and turned to take out the sword, the target of this sword was the dream of regret. The sword shadow flashed, and as Lin Chaoqun shouted worriedly: "If it's a pity!" In front of her eyes, Meng Ruoxi covered her abdomen and coughed a few times, only to see that there was blood in the place she was covering.

Seeing that his sweetheart was injured, Lin Chaoqun roared angrily: "Everyone, don't you do it yet, do you have to wait for the sword to be broken one by one?"

When everyone around them heard this, they all showed their weapons and all of them rushed towards Mingfeng, of course, all of them did not include the person who took the lead, because the leader was still drinking.....

I saw one of the men in black say: "Xia Jian, Hu Yanxiu will meet you again! Today, send you on your way!" After speaking, Hu Yanxiu drew his knife and swung it. There were many people like Hu Yanxiu, and they reported their names and rushed towards Mingfeng as well, these people were all Mingfeng's enemies.

But there are some people, they just say "I'm sorry!" softly, listening to these apologetic words, they should be the group of people who are great favors in the mouth of the wind, great favors are like great hatreds, and I don't know how this grace is transformed into hatred, but none of this is important, the important thing is that only with the fall of one of the parties, this life-and-death struggle will stop.

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!" With the sound of weapons clashing, several figures had fallen in this sword after sword, and the clean tavern floor was also coagulated with a layer of blood.....

Looking at the blood underground, the little bell upstairs took her mother's hand and asked, "Mother, daddy will win, right!"

Watching his justice sacrifice his life downstairs, listening to his daughter's voice, Feng Mu'er smiled indifferently and said, "He will win, because he is a chivalrous sword!

As one by one's companions fell, even one of his own clan elders died, and he could die at any time, Wang Fatzi suddenly shouted to the leader of the drinker: "I said! This person is almost half dead, if Your Excellency doesn't make a move, then don't blame Wang Fatzi for me escaping!"

But the leader did not seem to hear, and he still drank the wine in his hand, as if he was about to finish the pot in his hand. Before the pot was finished, he wasn't going to make a move, and he wasn't going to speak.

"Ahh

"Huyanxiu!" Huyanxiu on the side shouted as he looked at the black-clothed man who fell to the ground. It turned out that it was the new commander of the barbarian clan who died, no wonder Hu Yanxiu was so sad and angry.

As for Naruto, he was covered in blood at the moment, and as more and more blood flowed out of the wounds on his body, it was impossible to distinguish whether it was the enemy's or his own. He held the sword in his hand, gasped for a few breaths, and swung it again.

This time, the target of the sword in Mingfeng's hand was Wang Fatzi, after a few swords, Wang Fatman's forehead was in cold sweat, seeing that the long sword kept stabbing at him, Wang Fatzi gritted his teeth hard, and then ran towards the person who took the lead!

As soon as Wang Fatzi was about to run in front of the leader, he suddenly felt that death was coming, and this feeling had to make him stop. In his eyes, he saw the leader holding a sword wrapped in black cloth and pointing at Wang Fatzi and said lightly: "You disturbed me drinking!"

After speaking, the leader drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, and then gently got up and walked towards Mingfeng. When the man passed by Wang Fatzi, Wang Fatzi understood that the god of death just now was not Mingfeng, but this person who took the lead, if he didn't stop just now, maybe he would have returned to Huangquan at this moment.

"It's a pity, it's a pity! You've done everything with your sword, but you've only counted one person less! But it's this person who will make you hate!" said the man who took the lead as he walked.

Ming Feng knew that the person the black-clothed leader was talking about was himself, and Ming Feng chuckled and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is, I really undercounted you, because I don't seem to know Your Excellency." ”

"The name doesn't matter!" After speaking, the man in black who took the lead drank in a deep voice, and a shocking palm struck towards the wind, accompanied by a sound of falling leaves, accompanied by this gust of autumn sorrowful wind.

After palming, he suddenly heard a shocking roar from Mingfeng: "Gu Xuan!!! friend !!!" roar, it seems that he can't believe it, it seems that the identity of the person in front of him is something he will never think of in his life, because he is his most important friend! This is the person who lives and dies with him, this is the person who has the same ideals with him, this person is the person who accompanies him Mingfeng on the martial arts or on the road of life, because he is the only person he calls a friend in this life!

Since the First Battle of Chang'an, Ming Feng searched all over the land of the Tang Dynasty and never found Gu Xuan's whereabouts, he originally thought that Gu Xuan should be back to the Xuan Zhen faction! He had thought about the scenery of the reunion between the two, but he never thought that one day he would actually come back as an enemy.

The black-clothed leader listened to Ming Feng's voice, and saw him chuckle: "Ha, I really can't hide my friend.... It's just that I haven't even used my sword, so you recognized me as soon as I made a move.... Sure enough, you understand me better than me in these rivers and lakes! It's a pity, you can't understand me today, and I can't understand it myself!" After speaking, the person who took the lead gently took off the mask, although his appearance has changed a lot, but who is it not Gu Xuan!

"It's actually him!" The first to exclaim was Hu Yanxiu, because in the past in the battle of Yanmen Pass, if there was no person who sacrificed his life to save the Xia Jian, the Xia Jian would have died long ago!

"No wonder..... No wonder... No wonder the first thing he asked when he came in was why he didn't send your wife and daughter away..."It was Feng Mu'er who said this, and she also recognized this person, because this person was a friend of Xianggong, a real friend who could communicate in the soul.

"Why?" As if he didn't want to smell more, as if he didn't want to think about it, Naruto just closed his eyes and asked.

Gu Xuan didn't seem to know the reason, he took two more steps towards Ming Feng with an expressionless face, and then he said lightly: "I don't know, maybe this sky only needs one sun, you shouldn't give birth to me if the rivers and lakes give birth to me! But if the rivers and lakes give birth to me, then you should die!"

"Hahahaha!hahaha

Two friends, one recalls the past, there were two like-minded young people, they once drank the aged wine under the moon together, they raised their glasses and drank with the bright moon, because there are not many people in this world who can drink with them. When they were drunk, they talked about the ideal in their hearts, the ideal of the chaos in the world and the chaos in the rivers and lakes.

Another sentence is broken, no matter how good you and I used to be, but today we meet with swords against each other, and we force each other with our lives! All the reasons are no longer important, all questions just ask the sword in your hand.

The two looked at each other like this, they didn't speak, but their swords spoke .... No, no, no, their swords are crying, the two swords are screaming more than a sorrowful, they used to know each other and cherish each other, but today they are together again but they have to fight to the death, how can they not be sad.

"Ziwei! Open the way!" A mournful sword sound, the former domineering crape myrtle broadsword was unsheathed, although it was unwilling, but the path chosen by its master, it would be finished by the master.

And the sword in Mingfeng's hand is even more long, listening to the mournful sound of the long sword in his hand, Mingfeng gently has his sleeve to wipe the blood on its body, Mingfeng bowed his head and said softly to the long sword in his hand: "Sword, sword, although you don't want to, but fate is coming! When fate is ruthless, when hesitation, pain, despair, come one after another, as long as he dares to swing his fist at the ruthless fate, even if he is finally swallowed by the ruthless fate, as long as he dares to throw a punch, he is a hero! You inherit a hero from the people of the world, then do heroic deeds!"

I don't know if I want to say this to myself, or if I really say it to the sword in my hand!

Sorrow, pain, this is the sword sound made by the intersection of the Ziwei Sword and the Mingfeng Sword, they are still crying, but they are not running away!

And the sword in Mingfeng's hand is even more long, listening to the mournful sound of the long sword in his hand, Mingfeng gently has his sleeve to wipe the blood on its body, Mingfeng bowed his head and said softly to the long sword in his hand: "Sword, sword, although you don't want to, but fate is coming! When fate is ruthless, when hesitation, pain, despair, come one after another, as long as he dares to swing his fist at the ruthless fate, even if he is finally swallowed by the ruthless fate, as long as he dares to throw a punch, he is a hero! You inherit a hero from the people of the world, then do heroic deeds!"

I don't know if I want to say this to myself, or if I really say it to the sword in my hand!

Sorrow, pain, this is the sword sound made by the intersection of the Ziwei Sword and the Mingfeng Sword, they are still crying, but they are not running away!

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Wedge 2: Ancient Era (1)

With the disappearance of Dao Ancestor and the closure of the Ten Thousand Worlds, the Human Realm once again returned to peace. Although Dao Ancestor left, Dao Ancestor's Dao Zang remained, and there was no longer a need for gods in the world, and everyone began to pursue their own Dao.

In an unknown place in the Ten Thousand Worlds, I saw an old man sitting in a large hall called "Zixiao Palace", the old man had ten thousand golden lotus flowers in his mouth, and two people in front of him were listening to his preaching. One of them, dressed as a bald monk, sat on a futon, and from time to time a few snoring sounds were heard. He was looking at another person, who was sitting on a small stool dressed as a scholar, holding an unknown book in his hand, and looking at the old man with bright eyes.

The old man is the Dao Ancestor, and the Dao Ancestor said: "How much do you understand?"

The person dressed as a scholar spoke aloud about his understanding, and every time he said a word, there were many words in the heavenly book without words in his hand.

Daozu nodded and said, "How much do you understand?"

The man dressed as a monk woke up and shook his head: "I don't understand, I don't understand." ”

Daozu nodded, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

After a long time, the two of them don't know how many years they have been in Zixiao Palace, and the two of them began to not disturb each other, and then there must be arguments every time they listen to it, and in the end, the two of them will fight every time they listen to it!

One day, the two are fighting each other in the chaos, both of them are learning the same way, but after the two understand it, they are completely opposite, both of them think that they are right, so they fight every time they have a new point of view.

The monk said, "My way is called a Buddha! Buddha, the heart is also, all things are cultivated, abandon all things in heaven and earth, abandon seven emotions and six desires!

The man dressed as a scholar said angrily: "Nonsense! My way is Confucianism, all living beings and all things should be found according to the traces, and all living beings should cut off what they think in their hearts and follow the rules! All living beings and all things should cultivate things, and things are rules! Cultivate according to the rules, and if things are perfect, their wishes will come from their hearts!"

Two people from the heart, one from the object, two completely different reverses!