Chapter 437: Sword True Righteousness, Yan Menglou
The Ice Emperor's face that had been frozen for 10,000 years finally fluctuated, and he opened his mouth and said, "Okay!" β
The word "good" came out, but his hand did not stop, and he swung a sword again.
This sword is all over the void, everywhere, but it is completely absent in perception, and it is simply beyond the law.
This is the swordsmanship that contains the true meaning of the Great Dao, which is not limited by secular common sense, it is natural, and it is transcendent!
This is the essence of the "Red Moon Sword Technique", and its magnificence and vastness are presented in front of Jiang Chen without hindrance.
Jiang Chen, who had a glimpse of this scene, had a thrilling feeling of being out of breath.
Before witnessing it with his own eyes, Jiang Chen would never have imagined that this kind of swordsmanship could exist in the world!
It is not only the vastness of the sword qi, sword intent, and sword momentum, but the domineering and powerful that is true to the Tao, connects the heavens and the earth, and overwhelms the three realms!
If he was on the sidelines, Jiang Chen could guarantee that he would definitely not be able to help but cheer loudly.
However, the helplessness lies in the fact that at this moment, the goal of this vast sword path is pointing at himself.
Chaowen said, you can die at night!
Seeing a realm that all martial artists in the Yunmeng World dream dream of, and being defeated under such a luxurious move, it is not unjust.
After a long time, I weakly held back my dizziness, and quickly supported the flower bed with my right arm, coughing up blood while cleaning up the chaotic breath in my body.
I vaguely sensed that a wonderful aura was hanging in front of me from far and near.
The man, on the other hand, was also clever, and fell forward, rolled around the ground, raised his elbows and screamed exaggeratedly.
Thinking about it, I have been reminded of this pleasant memory by that strange sallow face.
Ling Xiao looked at it, and it turned out to be an old acquaintance - the splashy skin he had encountered while drinking tea, and Yan Menglou "fell when he got wet".
Ling Xiao seemed to hear the footsteps of fate, wandering and walking, and there was already a lot of sadness in his heart, but he felt dazed.
Has all the past turned into a cloud of smoke like this?
Ling Xiao was in severe pain, as if he had fallen apart, and he broke through the wall and fell under the roadside flower bed, roaring all the way and smashing the flower bed down.
The old man finished playing the previous song again, and it was still desolate, but Ling Xiao had the heart to listen to it again, and the sound of Qihu was gradually left in front of his mind.
In addition, two people stood obediently on the side, one holding a sword and the other serving wine, which really set off the old man Ling proudly, radiantly, and a special earth emperor.
Ling Xiao shook his head, looked away, and walked back.
The shadow was slowly carried away by a thick arm, and no old voice shouted outside: "Full! Give it to the old man! He's a big rabbit cub, and his movements are sharp! β
'That person, why does it feel bad and weird?' β
Liu Su's face stiffened, and the corners of his mouth still maintained the distorted smile he had just made, moving in the face of the man's teasing. I didn't stop getting goosebumps, and even the cold hairs all over my body exploded!
There are always too many, and we don't have a small amount of time in our lives, which is really bad!
Before the two cooking cakes were all on his stomach, Ling Xiao retreated from the weapon shop, chose an iron sword, and then went out of the door and turned into an alley.
This is a woman with a resolute and handsome face, dressed in a white robe and holding a willow branch, standing under the position where Ling Xiao was standing just now, and looking down from the same perspective.
The man in my arms twisted his body and said with a smile: "Master Ling is really sensitive, the slave family has moved a few times, and he even has goosebumps!" β
waited for Gan Shu to speak, Yan Menglou got up with a bone, his arm was also painful, his body was very vigorous, and he ran away as soon as he slipped away.
The road is verdant, and the willows are hanging high.
Under the rampage of this sword qi, my meridians had to withstand violent impacts every moment, and this pain can be imagined. The so-called ten thousand blades cut the body, is the same. If it weren't for the nourishment of Gu Chen's jade pendant, even Xuangang's physique would not be able to withstand such a toss for a long time.
The middle-aged woman was secretly awe-inspiring. That guy's mouth is not eight hundred years, could it be that he is an existence that is even older than the White Sword Saint?
Liu Su's gaze looked under Ling Xiao's face a few times, and tentatively invited: "Jiang Duoxia, come down and sit together?" β
The Blood Emperor raised his eyebrows, and slowly turned his head, but first pointed a sword at Ling Xiao's chest, and the surging power erupted. I watched Ling Xiao spurt blood and fly out in a hurry, and with a pick of the willow branch in my palm, I tossed aside a red tasseled spear that pierced the front of my neck.
"What's it called!" Liu Su scolded with a smile, "Give Lao Tzu bad enjoyment, don't meet a girl before and you have to die or live, lose your face in the Sword Gate!" β
I'm still a stranger to that alley, so I chose it as the front battlefield.
The peerless weakling outside the Star Courtyard has finally discovered that old evil star!
There were people coming and going on the street, and this person probably wanted to commit murder in the downtown area, so he didn't get too close.
Gan Shu also saw the speaker's face clearly, and he couldn't help crying and laughing.
That was probably the last time I tasted the world.
"Contemptible Jiang Hong." The Blood Emperor Venerable said lightly, "It's a long time ago, he may have heard of it." β
With light steps, Ganshu turned North Street and headed east.
The peach blossoms in the old days have gone far now.
"Oops! Your arm! β
Jiang Chenrui, who was originally sitting upright, heard that sentence, and he also took care of it, leaned back, looked over the snowy skin of the maiko, looked into the window, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Brother Jiang? β
Why did you have such a long and leisurely time, so that you have to think in vain about the permanence of fate after the first moment comes?
The Blood Emperor raised the willow branch.
The person who came was not to cover his whereabouts, and a sharp sound of breaking through the air pierced the eardrums of the Blood Emperor in a grand manner.
Liu Su leaned sideways, watching my figure gradually blend into the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and shouted, "Don't be stunned!" Full! β
Wei Shifan was indeed very familiar with Jiang Hong's name, I searched in my mind, and found out what impression I had, so I simply thought about it less, stared at the Blood Sword Saint and said, "I'm afraid the time since I came to the Star Courtyard is already short, right?" β
I stared at the willow branch in the hand of the Blood Emperor with a solemn face, secretly shocked at the weakness of this person, with only one willow branch can penetrate his own retreat, and the bad image has not yet done its best. Does it seem that there is such a person among the Seven Little Sword Saints? Where did this person come from?
In terms of the support of spells, the seven seasons of the Star Courtyard maintain a pleasant climate. However, the breeze blowing in his face still made Ling Xiao feel a chill.
There were few people on the street, but Liu Su found this person again.
A cold glint flashed in Wei Shifan's eyes, and he said sharply: "So, the recent serial rape and murder cases may also have something to do with the cabinet?" β
Ling Xiao walked under the cobblestone road, and the jade pendant on his chest passed a trace of warmth, warming his body, so that the wound hit by the Blood Emperor Zun gradually healed.
The singing in the building is absolute, the carved gallery is painted, the man in the window reflects the graceful figure, Luo Yi is half-dissolved, and the posture is attractive, but he knows whether he is not a Ganshu girl who is worth a thousand gold overnight.
For martial artists, the body's defenses are tight and loose, and the internal organs and spiritual apertures are very strong. Usually there is no spiritual power and blood qi to protect the body, but once the protection is lost, it is equivalent to opening the small door, and all the weak and strong places inside are exposed, allowing them to gallop. Ling Xiao tasted this kind of evil fruit for the first time in his life, but he had a plan to do it, so he had to grit his teeth and endure the suffering.
This aura and the sword qi in my body came from the same source, pulling each other. When I became aware of this person's existence, this person naturally ignored myself.
When I finally put my hand under the hilt of my sword, I looked at it again, but the white-robed woman was not there.
"Bad!"
It was just a very special move, but when he looked at this person, Liu Su, who was extremely low-handed, couldn't help but stiffen, and his eyebrows jumped suddenly.
The Blood Emperor Venerable smiled deeply and said, "What does he think?" β
The woman was dressed in a dark robe, carrying a seven-point steel gun, and her face was quite handsome, but unfortunately it was not the type of smiling at first glance, and there seemed to be a hint of restraint in her eyebrows and eyes.
Although Ling Xiao has been in the capital for a long time, he has also heard the nickname of Gan Shu Ai Gan Shu girl.
Gan Shu is calm, and his steps seem heavy and fluttering. The sallow pigment under the face concealed the bleak complexion, and the pedestrians I met on the way couldn't bear to look at me a few times, thinking that the leprosy ghost was special with a wandering spirit, and he dared to go out and wander alone.
With a loud shout, Wei Shifan's shoulders shook, and the steel gun turned into a meteor and went away month by month.
Ling Xiao stopped behind a cake stall and bought two cookcakes, savoring them as he walked.
"Your arm! Bad hurts, bad hurts! It must be broken, you have to go to see Langzhong! Before Yan Menglou screamed a few times, he raised his eyes to look at Ling Xiao, and his face changed sharply.
The Blood Emperor Venerable stared indifferently at the middle-aged woman behind him.
I didn't mean to go there, but when I happened to catch a glimpse of the eight small characters of "Xiao Sanye", I couldn't help but look up a few times.
I said in a deep voice: "In Shangwei is Fan, he is the head of the spear and stick of the Star Academy, and he has never asked for a nickname for his low surname?" β
At the last moment, the world was noisy, and Ling Xiao's mind was not in a trance.
In fact, the injury was not a small problem, the trouble was only the sword qi stabbed by the Blood Emperor Holding the willow branch, which remained in Ling Xiao's body at this time, scurrying among the seven limbs and hundreds of remains.
Although that sword aura was fierce, after all, it was the Blood Emperor Venerable who did it casually, and it was originally said to be a small trouble. However, due to Ling Xiao's own power, the meridians and spiritual apertures were all empty, and he actually expelled the speedy guest.
"Jiang ...... Jiang Duoxia? Old Man Ling seems to have drunk less wine, and his tongue is not knotted.
Qihu's timbre was not bad, squeaky and chirping, and a few passers-by frowned and slowed down, but Ling Xiao stayed for a long time, feeling that the desolate sound had penetrated into his heart.
The old man on the side of the road pulled up the Qihu, and the desolate tune drifted into Ling Xiao's ears, and I stopped to listen.
Outside the house, the warbler Yanyan's teasing dispelled a little cloud just now, Liu Su's face re-exuded a romantic spirit, stretched out his left hand and was about to close the window lattice, his eyes were inadvertently glimpsed a person in the building, and he was slightly stunned.
It's over.
But that slight movement made the Blood Emperor Zun show a dignified expression. With my perception, I can naturally sense that the peerless weak are coming from afar.
There is no one in the world who can take this sword......
In the place where Ling Xiao looked, the Blood Emperor Venerable stopped at the cooking cake stall, also bought a cooking cake, walked to the weapon shop again, glanced outside, did he find a suitable weapon, shook his head, and walked away quickly.
The taste of Nanachi, although slightly smooth, has a sweetness that is enough to soothe my tongue.
That was extremely bad news, but his own tragic situation made Ling Xiao the slightest excited. I only glanced at the two entangled figures in the hole for a few moments, then turned and slowly left the auspicious place.
It's just that before the Earth Emperor saw Ling Xiao upstairs, his spirit immediately increased by half.
Feeling the murderous aura coming to his face, the Blood Emperor's expression changed: "What do you think, what you think." β
In the house that I had smashed through, the two figures of the battle had not yet separated, and they were standing facing each other, both silently looking at each other.
There is no Xiao Sanye on the East Street, the Oiran Gong Yong girl in the building is famous in the capital, known as a thousand gold overnight, non-heroic nobles are pick-up, and there is a stream of people who ask to see you every day, and the guests who want to see you can line up to go around Xiao Sanye, but in the end, the lucky ones who can win the favor of the beauties, there is only one every day.
Ling Xiao looked at the two of us, looked at our different expressions, and sighed heavily.
The winter sun shines on my face, and it brings me the slightest warmth. I stood up silently, grabbed my left shoulder with my right hand, and took the dislocated shoulder with a "snap" sound, and the heart-wrenching pain finally made me regain a little consciousness, and when I looked up, I saw that I flew out of the wall cave, and there seemed to be the sound of blades colliding.
The Blood Emperor has been here for a long time.
I'm waiting for Jiang Hong out there!
I lay on my back to the sky, half of my body embedded in the flower bed, my eyes staring at the sky attentively, my mind blank, as if I was dizzy, all conscious.
Nearby, there was no wind moving, like a leaf scattered, inadvertently invading the noisy field.
At the last moment, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he saw the scene of himself being torn into ten thousand pieces under this sword.
Wei Shifan said solemnly: "Recently, there has been no wind and grass, and the teachers and students of our institute have reported how strange the incident is, you thought at first that it was an elderly person who was suspicious and suspicious, but now that you think about it, I am afraid that there are more traces of the honorable driver, right?" β
The Blood Emperor Venerable said indifferently: "Perhaps, so what? β
The old junior of Liu Su was holding a man in half-undressed clothes, sitting on his back under the chair, holding the gold bottle in his right hand, looking like a debauchery and a restrained manner.
The man in my arms threw a wink at Jiang Chenrui, Jiang Chenrui was so shocked that he took a few bad steps, but he bumped into a soft delicate body in front of his back, and he was immediately hugged by the waist, which made me exclaim.
Ling Xiao felt that the voice was not a little unfamiliar.
When he walked to an intersection, Ling Xiaoyi paid attention and collided with an oncoming person around the corner.
The sunlight that leaked into the room was forced in an instant, and the space fell into a lifeless appearance.
It happened that the window lattice was pushed open at that time, and an arm stretched out, slapping the inner wall with a loud bang: "What are they doing in a daze?" Isn't the skin so tender! When the old man was as young as they wereβ"
After a while, at the end of the song, Ling Xiao threw two copper coins outside the broken bowl behind the old man's face, and continued to walk.
The two looked at each other for less than ten seconds, and the Blood Emperor's gaze moved up sharply, falling under the steel gun in the woman's hand, and said: "This move just now 'Hundred Birds and Phoenix' made it wrong, and the Wei family has been decent for eight hundred years. β
The speaker suddenly caught a glimpse of Gan Shu standing still upstairs, and his voice stopped abruptly.