Chapter 151: Listen to the Rain

The sky was just slightly bright, and when the morning light first appeared, Xie Zhong walked down to the top of Kunlun Mountain with the unnamed sword. m.

He felt the coldness and glow of the early morning, and his steps stepped on the stone path.

Suddenly, he saw a man standing on the stone path.

The bronzing pattern embroidered with the gold-topped Buddha head on the hem of the cinnabar red robe, and the solemn words of the Buddha, all show his identity.

The Wisdom Dragon Master, the man who had left the mortal womb and first ascended to the path of God, was standing on the way down the mountain, waiting for the bell to hang.

Xie Zhonghang didn't understand what he was going to do, because the master who should be explained had already explained, such as the unnamed sword.

What is it that the master is waiting here before leaving?

Xie Zhong hung the disciple salute, and the Zhizang Dragon Master said to Xie Zhong Hanhang: Don't leave your hand.

Xie Zhonghang nodded and prepared to leave, but the Wisdom Dragon Master gave him another thing.

A talisman, a red clay and yellow talisman.

Li Changfeng looked at the yellow talisman in Xie Zhonghang's hand, and his brows furrowed faintly.

Because his hands were shaking.

It's not the hands that are shaking, but the knives shaking.

The flying white knife in this hand is like a great enemy, and the fighting spirit is so strong that it wants to break through the restraints of this world, turning from black to red, faintly about to burn.

Not only was the flying white knife about to burn, but the yellow talisman in Xie Zhonghang's hand also burned, burning into a raging flame.

Xie Hong, who was sitting next to Xie Cangshan, suddenly stood up.

She stared at the flame without blinking.

No one else can see it, but she can see it.

The tantric womb hides the true dharma body, and she can see all the dharma forms clearly.

And now, this burning yellow talisman is a hand in her eyes.

Xie Cangshan said calmly: "Sit down." ”

There was a hint of struggle on her face, she bit her lip tightly, and her hands pinched the long skirt.

Xie Cangshan said again: "This is the only way for him to practice on the path, and you can't help him." ”

After all, he sat down.

She couldn't help Li Changfeng.

The burning flames turned into a large golden hand, which pressed the bluestone path towards the sword platform.

With the bell hanging as the center, there were sixteen runes filled with golden flames scattered along the surroundings.

If you look closely, these sixteen runes are faintly similar to Li Changfeng's Eight Arrays, but the patterns are more complicated and the images are more obscure.

Li Changfeng suddenly felt that the flying white knife in his hand was about to fly out.

For the first time, the flying white knife broke out of his control, leaped into the air, and in everyone's eyes, it went straight into the center of the sixteen runes.

The name of this symbol is 'Bronze Sparrow', which is the prisoner's array.

The wind swirled and coiled between Li Changfeng and Xie Zhonghang.

Li Changfeng's robe was hunting, and he looked at the bell hanging.

At the foot of the bell hanging, sixteen runes appeared and disappeared, but the flying white knife stood in it, not moving at all.

This talisman is used to trap the flying white knife, not Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng thought that the Wisdom Hidden Dragon Master wanted to kill him, so this talisman was aimed at himself, but he didn't expect that this talisman was actually aimed at Feibai.

In other words, it is aimed at Zhutian Yiluo.

The Wisdom Hidden Dragon Master knows himself better than Li Changfeng, and knows where he relies on it.

Xie Zhonghang looked at the flying white knife under his feet, and then walked around it towards Li Changfeng, but at this moment, Xie Zhonghang, the unnamed sword was in his hand, and Li Changfeng's hand was empty.

Li Changfeng said: "You should have spent a lot of effort to understand me. ”

Xie Zhonghang admitted calmly: "After learning about you Li Changfeng from the mouth of the red makeup, I was preparing for today. ”

Li Changfeng: "But you don't rely on your own strength, so you can't climb to the peak of martial arts, and your Dao heart is not pure enough." ”

Xie Zhonghang: "Not everyone wants to be the first in the world, I want it, only."

It's a person. ”

Li Changfeng nodded: "Since that's the case, then I can let go." ”

Xie Zhonghang suddenly stopped, he turned around, and looked at Chaojian Tai.

After Li Changfeng finished saying this, a voice suddenly sounded towards the sword platform.

It was the sound of the blade of a sword rubbing against a stone.

Xie Zhonghang thought that this sound might come from the Flying White Knife, but he suddenly found that the sound came from the center of the Chaojian Terrace.

There was a sword stuck there, a rusty sword.

The name of this sword is to listen to the rain, and it is the matching sword of Xie Cangshan.

It was originally a broken copper and iron abandoned sword, no matter how brilliant it used to be, but now it can only be worn by the stars, the moon and the rain on the sword platform.

But now, the sword is ready to move.

It's like a sleeping lion slowly opening its eyes.

"I heard that the rain sword was moving!"

The people all looked at Chaojian Tower, and then looked at Xie Cangshan.

It's just that they can't see Xie Cangshan's expression.

With a bang, the Listening Rain Sword flew high in the air, crossed a graceful arc, and fell into Li Changfeng's hand.

Xie Hong's makeup complexion was flushed with excitement, and a smile appeared on Xie Cangshan's face.

"Sitting alone on the river and listening to the rain, he flew into the heavenly palace once. ”

On the sharp edge of the sword, a line of words of the golden dragon flying and phoenix dancing was engraved on the sword of listening to the rain.

Xie Zhong's eyes were like torches, looking at Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng said calmly: "Do you still have a second talisman to trap this sword?"

Xie Zhonghang shook his head: "No, but I don't need a rune anymore." ”

At this moment, Xie Zhong's footsteps paused slightly, and his figure appeared in front of Li Changfeng like electricity in an instant.

Listening to the rain sword, it had broken away from Li Changfeng's palm and hovered within three feet around him, but it could block every sword that Xie Zhong was hanging.

The sonorous sound was endless, this time Li Changfeng and the bell suspension movement was even faster than before, and they could only feel the wind blowing the grass in the sword platform, and the sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the two of them could no longer see how many swords were stabbed.

The unnamed sword in Xie Zhonghang's hand, the original simple and desolate sword body suddenly flashed gold, and the gold dust flew to outline Xie Zhonghang's pitch-black body like a god of war.

He suddenly burst into a shout, and with his sword, he raised his hands high above his head and slashed down.

Li Changfeng's sword hilt was in his hands, and he resisted it across his head.

The unnamed sword slashed down.

Suddenly, a crisp sound drew everyone's eyes and interrupted everyone's thoughts.

Xie Zhong's eyes were almost crazy red, and the unnamed sword in his hand was trembling slightly because of the surging heart, and it was also full of gold because the true yuan injection was too strong.

Li Changfeng turned his head and looked at the sword blade that slashed into his shoulder.

The Listening Rain Sword broke into three sections, and two sword bodies fell to the ground.

Two lines of poetry become three stanzas:

"Sitting alone on the river"

"Listen to the rain and fly away"

"Into the Heavenly Palace"

Xie Zhonghang kicked Li Changfeng's chest hard, and the unnamed sword blade pulled the bloody wound from Li Changfeng's shoulder, and the blood was burned with gold and turned into curling smoke.

Li Changfeng sat on the ground, and the Tingyu Sword with only the hilt left was held in his hand, but it was rusty.

Xie Zhonghang said coldly: "I don't believe you still have a third sword!"

Li Changfeng really didn't have a third sword.

The people on the periphery seemed to understand, and they finally understood the battle between the two men, and they floated up with joy, and their fatigue and embarrassment were swept away, and they cheered with singing and dancing.

The hand that resolves the red makeup is wringed.

But she knew she couldn't do anything.

Xiaoqing and Xiaobai looked at Li Changfeng who was sitting on the ground worriedly.

Xie Zhonghang glanced back at Xie Hong's makeup, and the eyes of the two were intertwined.

Xie Zhong hung his sword and walked towards Li Changfeng.

He once said that if he killed Li Changfeng, Xie Hongxiang would not marry him again, and the look at Xie Hongxiang made him even more convinced that what he did was not wrong.

But he couldn't take three steps before he stopped.

Li Changfeng stood up.

His shoulder was bleeding, but he stood up.

He looked at the hilt of the Listening Rain sword in his hand, and then threw it away.

His hands were empty again.

But he said, "You just said you didn't believe I had a third sword." ”

Xie Zhong hung in his heart.

The onlookers suddenly fell silent.

Li Changfeng smiled and said, "That may really disappoint you." ”

His right hand and fingers were like swords.

Xie Zhonghang looked at his hand, and then said angrily: "I don't have time to joke with you!"

Li Changfeng said calmly: "I have a third sword, and I have countless swords. ”

The golden long sword in Xie Zhonghang's hand became even more dazzling, and he slashed through the air.

He didn't want to talk nonsense with Li Changfeng anymore, he didn't believe that Li Changfeng could still take out the third sword.

On the peach blossom tree next to the sword platform, a gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing off pieces of petals, and the pink petals fluttered over, fascinating the eyes of the bell and covering a little bit of Li Changfeng's figure.

Li Changfeng clearly stood there without moving, but Xie Zhonghang saw him take a step forward and point at him.

At that moment, Xie Zhonghang felt an unprecedentedly strong sword intent.

It was as if in an instant, a sword stabbed at his chest.

There is nothing in front of him, and he can solve the crisis consciousness of the garrison brigade for a long time, but he will not lie to himself.

So he forcibly turned around, and the golden unnamed long sword in his hand blocked.

In addition to the peach petals in the air, there was suddenly a golden fire intersecting, as if two swords had slashed together.

Xie Zhonghang felt a tremendous force, almost causing him to vomit blood.

Fortunately, he avoided it.

Obviously there was nothing, but the peach tree behind the sword platform was broken into two, cut off from the trunk, and the peach blossom branch fell to the ground.

Xie Zhonghang's forehead suddenly had cold sweat flowing down, and he looked back at Li Changfeng.

Li Changfeng didn't move a single step.

Xie Cangshan turned around and asked, "This is sword qi?"

Li Qiu bowed down and smiled: "Your Majesty, as far as I can see, this is not a sword qi, but a sword soul." ”

Xie Cangshan: "What is a sword soul?"

Li Qiu said: "Psychic with the sword, integrated into one, I am the sword, the sword is me, this is the soul of the sword." ”

Li Changfeng calmly looked at Xie Zhonghang.

The peach blossoms are still falling.

Xie Zhong muttered, "I don't believe it!"

Then the golden sword was raised high again.

Li Changfeng raised his head, looked at Xie Zhonghang who jumped high in the air, and muttered: "The old things are over together!"