If someone can overlook Qin Tianjian in the air, they can see that it is like a tiny silver line, easily cutting through a large piece of heavy black cloth.

Xu Fengnian and the first ancestor of Longhu Mountain, who "came to the world", broke through the Li family's iron armor infantry formation together.

The first soldier of the Gyeonggi shooting sound captain Li Shouguo, unfortunately located in front of the infantry formation, the general's chest seemed to have suffered a heavy blow from the battering ram, and he fell seven or eight zhang away, surrounded by soldiers who were sympathetic to each other, even if they were wearing heavy armor, the vast majority of the soldiers still passed out directly, occasionally moaning in pain, the groggy Li Shouguo shook his head vigorously, bit his lip to sober himself, tried his best to open his eyes, and turned his head with difficulty to look at the two culprits who chiseled through the formation, a back, not wearing a python robe and a vegetarian, had already collected the knife, waved it lightly, and directly shook off the flocculent purple electricity on the tip of the knife, and his back was soaked in scarlet blood, like blood in the snow, particularly eye-catching.

Next, Li Shouguo was horrified to find that a fist-sized hole appeared in the chest of the sword-lifting immortal, which was so abruptly blank, but what was even more incredible was that the immortal still had an indifferent look on his face, and his body was forced to poke a big hole, just like a woman stabbing a drop of blood in her finger with an embroidery needle.

The Lotus Crown Old Dao stood beside the Sword Immortal, who stared at the young vassal king who was holding his breath and concentrating, and said with a smile: "It's okay, this guy still hasn't used the Northern Liang Qi Count, since he is so big, it doesn't matter if he takes seven or eight more swords." With such a life-changing method, I don't lose. ”

Different from the auspicious weather of other immortals, the old Taoist priest with a lotus crown on his head wears an ordinary Taoist robe with an ancient style, and there is no purple and yellow color of the Heavenly Master's Mansion like the temple minister, in fact, this is also normal, as the first real person who protects the country of Lao Liyang, the Dragon and Tiger Mountain at that time has not yet risen, although the self-proclaimed Taoist ancestral court, but the world's Taoist system still only recognizes the Wudang of the real people of the Great Feng Dynasty, and the Taoist priest of the Zhao family of the Heavenly Master Mansion has naturally not opened a precedent of purple and yellow at that time.

Although the old Taoist priest said that Xu Fengnian's two shots were called thunderous, but from beginning to end, only in terms of gas, it was completely different from the imposing of most of the Zhao family's descendants, at this time, the old Taoist looked at the young vassal king who had never breathed, and sighed: "Why bother? Xu Fengnian, do you know how many things you have given up along the way? True martial law body, Emperor Qin's qi, that's it, after all, the things of a hundred years and thousands of years are too ethereal, but now they don't even care about the lives of this life?"

Xu Fengnian ignored the old Taoist's question, and looked up at the Qintianjian Tongtiantai, which transgressed the Liyang ritual system.

The two sides knew that when Xu Fengnian was ventilating, it was the time for the Sword Immortal and the Lotus Old Dao to make an all-out move. Whether the road is one foot high or the magic is one foot high, each shows its magical powers. The reason why the old Taoist has this leisure and leisure chatting with the young feudal king, it is nothing more than to delay it, the two have a better chance of winning, their immortal body can be broken, but there is no saying that Zài is injured, but Xu Fengnian is different, the so-called land immortals in the world, in the final analysis, are still people. Even the celestial Gao Shulu, who had been punished by heaven, was still difficult to compare with a real immortal in terms of physique. One thing that really made the two Dragon and Tiger Mountain Ancestors puzzled was that with Xu Fengnian's knowledge, he knew that the immortals were innocent, and even if you were a divine weapon, you would not be able to hurt a bit, but as long as there was "dirt", it would be fatal, and it would directly reduce the good fruits of Taoism that had been accumulated for several generations or even more than ten lifetimes, so Xu Fengnian's real weapon was not the ordinary Beiliang knife, but the number of Beiliang Qi!

Xu Fengnian retracted his gaze and suddenly smiled, "The old man was grateful for the two styles of 'opening the mountain' and 'ascending to the sky' before. Come and don't ......"

Before that "ceremony" could be spoken, Xu Fengnian had already disappeared on the spot, and then appeared in front of the Lotus Crown Old Daoist without warning, and the cool knife slashed horizontally towards the latter's head.

The old Taoist priest smiled freely, put his hands behind his back, stepped lightly, moved a few steps back, and the soles of his feet gave birth to lotuses step by step, his body was elegant, and his clothes did not move at all.

Heaven and man do not exceed the rules.

The young vassal king didn't seem to notice the futility of his efforts at all, and the cool knife continued to erase.

But just as the old Taoist was about to stand, another Xu Fengnian appeared in front of him, following him like a shadow, continuing to maintain the same posture, and the cool knife wiped his head.

The old Taoist moved a few more steps sideways, strolling leisurely, and he could dodge the sharpness of the cold knife.

Although it is a pure body similar to the "King Kong is undefeated" contained in the Buddhist scriptures, the old man did not believe that this young man surnamed Xu really would not play some tricks, so he was really stupid to cut people with a cold knife from beginning to end, and then consumed himself alive. This king of the Northwest Domain, who reached the top of the world at a young age, is already a difficult opponent with a variety of moves, especially when even Wang Xianzhi was killed, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not have the ability to press the bottom of the box. The old man is happy to wait and see what happens, he might as well respond to all changes with the same, now it should have been his injured Xu Fengnian who was angry, the old man only needs to be patient and wait until the critical moment when the young man can't help but jump off the wall.

The old Taoist of the lotus crown stepped on the gang step fight, shrinking the world in a square inch, and every time he shifted his shape, it seemed to be a simple two or three steps, but it could make the cool knife fall short.

Because the two people who were facing each other in life and death shot too quickly, no less than 100 Xu Fengnian appeared in Qintianjian Square in an instant, and the immortal family surnamed Zhao of Longhu Mountain was still leisurely, shuttling freely in the increasingly narrow square, like a swimming fish leisurely in the rivers and lakes.

The first ancestor of Longhu Mountain, who was holding the talisman sword Yu Lei, did not rush to relieve the siege, firstly, he did not need to draw snakes at all, and secondly, every moment passed, it meant that the rope around the neck of Xu Fengnian, who was about to die, was getting tighter and tighter, and the person who strangled the rope happened to be Xu Fengnian himself.

He held the sword in his right hand, standing in front of him in a standing sword position, bent his thumb with his left hand, gently pierced his index finger, and began to draw talismans on the peachwood sword that was said to have slain countless ghosts.

The blood flowing from the index finger is not bright red, but white in color and brilliant, like a bright moon hanging from the fingertips.

There were several qi veins in Tai'an City that had been suppressed by their respective buildings, and they quickly flocked to Qin Tianjian.

When the charm is completed, the victory is in hand.

The corners of the mouth of the Qingyi immortal with an eternal youthful face are quietly hooked, I draw a talisman in a grand manner, can you bear it?

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In the eyes of the Liyang armor who is not outstanding in martial arts cultivation, in the blink of an eye, dozens of Beiliang Kings appeared in the square, and in the blink of an eye, the number of people exceeded 100. The more than 1,000 Li family soldiers who had not been knocked unconscious before were stunned one by one, and they could only stare dryly.

Deep in their hearts, these Liyang elites are in extremely complicated moods, and they are more afraid of the arrogant and domineering young vassal kings, and less hatred, which seems absurd, but this truth is actually very simple, in the early years of the rivers and lakes, how many beautiful women in the world did not love Li Chungang? How many martial artists in the world did not revere Wang Xianzhi? With them, in the world, in the final analysis, as long as it does not involve mortal hatred and personal grudges, most of them are yearning. Liyang Chongwu relied on iron hooves and knives to lay down the country, Qi Jiajie was dressed in white, why was he able to become the mentor of many dragon sons and grandsons in Tai'an City? Why did Lu Baijie, the sword immortal of Tangxi, enter Beijing to serve as the secretary of the military department, and the streets and alleys were full of cheers? And with the recent news that an astonishing news came out, it was said that the young King of Beiliang had been alone and fought with the Beimang military god Tuoba Bodhisattva to fight in the Western Regions for thousands of miles, and the sky was dark. No matter what the civil and cultural officials of Tai'an City think, even if the men who eat military salaries will talk about this kind of thing, most of them are the young vassal king surnamed Xu who brags indiscriminately and advocates for his own trip to Beijing. But no matter what the truth is, most of the martial artists in the army will have some regrets in their hearts, thinking that you Xu Fengnian didn't simply slaughter that Tuoba Bodhisattva in the Western Regions? If you really take off your head, we who eat imperial food will have a little bit of virtue on our lips when we scold you again in the future.

On the contrary, the Li family armor soldier to the immortal who regarded human life as a mustard, but from the first respect for the gods, quickly gave birth to a hostility, Xu Fengnian killed hundreds of iron horsemen on the street in one go, the means are ruthless, but the heavy cavalry army of unknown origin suddenly everyone turned into a golden armor immortal, this kind of immortal handiwork, it is really too chilling. Originally, in the face of a strong enemy, the warriors of our generation would go on the battlefield and die in battle, but if they died in vain, how aggrieved was it? How heroic was it? I am afraid that everyone will die without turning a blind eye.

On the high wall, Luoyang held the wine jug with two fingers, shook it gently, and said with a smile: "Cao Changqing can't interfere, you Deng Tai'a is a little related to him, just watch the excitement here?"

There was no one nearby, and Deng Tai'a himself was not the kind of guy who liked to pretend to be a master, so he squatted at Cao Changqing's feet at this time, and said angrily: "Just that little fart, it has long been used up in the East China Sea back then." ”

Cao Changqing quipped: "Don't embarrass our Peach Blossom Sword God, this fight, of course I can't interfere, but in fact, no one can interfere, just like yesterday in the Xiamawei Post House, in the end, it was me and Deng Tai'a who fought one, but presumably you Luoyang also know that when it comes to our position, the number of people is of little significance." Of course, cheekiness is also important. ”

Deng Tai'a seemed to remember one thing, "In terms of relationship, that elusive Lu Zu should help, right?"

Luoyang hesitated for a moment, and said in one word, "That person was to Gao Tingshu back then, just like Wang Xianzhi was to Li Chungang, and now he is to Wang Xianzhi." So, who's next?"

Rao is Deng Tai'a was also dumbfounded, and turned his head to glance at Cao Changqing, who nodded slightly.

Deng Tai'a suddenly became a little angry, and burst into foul language, "Dog, why is this kid miserable?!

Luoyang sneered: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Then Luo Yang glanced at the sky, "The Heavenly Dao is circulating, and the Heavenly Reason is clear." ”

Cao Changqing said slowly: "Since Lu Zu can even withdraw from the Heavenly Gate, he may not act according to this principle. ”

Mrs. Deng sneered: "A good one may not be!"

Luo Yang smiled and said, "Not happy?"

Deng Tai'a took a deep breath, "Forget it, even if I am willing to help, that kid is not happy." ”

Luoyang took a sip of wine, his face was light and light, "That's it." ”

Deng Tai'a stood up suddenly, shook his wrist, and said in a deep voice: "Qin Tianjian's grievances, Xu Fengnian will solve them by himself, and it is his life to die here, anyway, if he survives today, he will not be able to get any better in the future." But Xie Guanying, an old rabbit with sharp legs and feet, I, Deng Tai'a, have to chase it this time. ”

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After Qingzhou Xiangfan City, the Guangling River is considered to be in the middle and lower reaches.

A young Taoist priest and his apprentice Xiao Daotong sat cross-legged by the river and meditated.

Xiao Daotong thought quietly and began to nap directly.

The young Taoist priest did not reprimand silently, and every time the crumbling little Taoist boy wanted to fall backwards, he reached out to help him.

This plainly dressed young Taoist priest is none other than Li Yuaxe, the contemporary head of Wudang.

took his apprentice Yu Fu along the Guangling River, in order to escort the Arowana into the river.

Suddenly, Li Yuaxe's body shook, and two words came from his ears, "Jade Axe." ”

Li Yuaxe slowly turned his head and saw an equally young Taoist sitting beside him, smiling kindly.

The Taoist and apprentice Yu Fu sat on the left and right of Li Yuaxe.

Li Yuaxe burst into tears, and was about to get up and salute.

The man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't, let's go up the mountain, don't do this." ”

But Li Yuaxe still insisted on getting up, respectfully, and choked up: "Poor Li Yuaxe, I have seen the little uncle in charge." ”

The young Taoist priest who was called the little uncle by Li Yuaxe was full of helplessness, "You, you are really like Senior Brother Yu, I am afraid of you." In the past, on the mountain, the senior brother in charge of the precepts was not as particular as Senior Brother Yu, and at that time, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World gave out books after every beating...... Well, you know, it's the kind where there are more pictures than words, every time the senior brother rummages through the boxes and cabinets, he is reluctant to lose it, but after Senior Brother Yu finds out, he wants to pull my ears and scold people. Therefore, if you bump into this kind of book in the private possession of the little Taoist priest on the mountain in the future, just scold a few words, but don't hit ...... It's okay if you really want to fight, but remember to tell him, and one day when you have achieved cultivation, you will return the book to him. That's what Senior Brother told me at the beginning, you see, didn't I get a little out of my way later?"

Li Yuaxe raised his arm and wiped his eyes, smiling knowingly.

The young uncle of Wudang Mountain, the little uncle of Li Yuaxe.

It can only be the Hong Xixiang who rode a green ox and laughed when he met people.

The young uncle looked at the Guangling River surging across the Central Plains, and was distracted for a moment, and then said: "There is no way to do it before. This time, in addition to wanting to greet you personally, I also want to borrow a sword from you. ”

Li Yuaxe didn't look confused at all, but nodded solemnly.

Hong Xixiang looked up at the sky, "If you didn't go back then, you won't go in the future." So that thing, I have to work hard for you. ”

Li Yuaxe's eyes were clear and resolute, "Little uncle, don't worry." ”

The two stood up together, Hong Xixiang patted Li Yuaxe's shoulder, and smiled: "It's much more responsible than me, it would be nice if you went up the mountain earlier." I'll lend you the book. ”

Li Yuaxe smiled.

There is no thought that the tall image of the little uncle in my mind will collapse.

Such a little uncle is precisely his little uncle.

Li Yuaxe took off the peachwood sword he was carrying behind him and handed it to the little uncle.

Hong Xixiang took the peachwood sword, looked down at the little Taoist boy, and suddenly said to Li Yuaxe: "Jade axe, don't make a mistake for the word 'immortal' in cultivation, you can't be an immortal in practice, help me sue myself." ”

Li Yuaxe replied, "Yes!"

Hong Xixiang threw it lightly, threw the ordinary Wudang peach wood sword into the Guangling River, and said with a soft smile: "In the eight hundred years of cultivation, I have never flown a sword to take people's heads. Let's go!"

When Hong Xixiang threw out the peachwood sword, the thunder was rolling, and the momentum suddenly overwhelmed Jiang Tao.

It seems that a celestial man is sitting high in the clouds, and shouts loudly to the world: "Lu Dongxuan, you are bold!"

Hong Xixiang raised his head and laughed: "It has been eight hundred years since the poor Dao was bold!"

The peachwood sword, still in its sheath, hovered over the river for a moment, then disappeared in a flash.

The heavens and men were suddenly silenced!

Li Yuaxe looked at the river and did not turn his head.

Uncle Xiao is gone.

Three-foot spirit.

Through the ages.