Volume 1 The Sword of the West Lake Chapter 88 Zhan Lu has spirituality, and he stays with those who are destined

I saw him.

Take the lead and fight into the enemy's ranks.

The silver-armored iron horsemen behind them, clustered left and right, followed closely behind, like a huge sword inserted into the abdomen of the enemy formation.

The mighty general in the red robe is the tip of the sword, and everywhere he goes, the enemy generals fall off their horses.

Blood flew all over the sky, and bones flowed everywhere. The enemy army was defeated like a mountain, and it was crushed for thousands of miles.

From a distance, the battle flag of the dragon emblem with the word "Yuan" is swept in the air, waving in the wind, and the momentum is magnificent.

Suddenly!

Camera cuts.

What appears in front of Long Qingyun is a clear water and cold pond with beautiful mountains and rivers, the beautiful bamboo is lush, the grass is green, and the railing is standing in white clothes near the pool.

The tall and high-hidden back suddenly turned around, looking at Long Qingyun with a smile, his face was clear, he was not confused when he was young, and there was a sense of a hero's end between his eyebrows, but his eyes were extremely resolute and majestic.

I saw that he untied the sword in his waist, this sword was exquisite in texture and shining with golden light, and it was the same as the imitation of the Zhan Lu sword that Long Qingyun saw in the Mufu Sword Casting Workshop, but this sword faintly had a powerful and murderous aura, and it seemed that this sword was the Zhan Lu sword.

Qing Zhen middle-aged pointed in the air, his eyes stared ahead for a moment, as if he was looking at himself, Long Qingyun's heart was stunned, and he looked up.

Qing Zhen middle-aged bowed slightly, as if reminding Long Qingyun: "Look at it!" Qing Xiao screamed, the Zhan Lu sword in his hand was waved sharply, and he chanted in his mouth:

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. ”

Long Qingyun suddenly felt that his mind was open, and this sword was open and concise, heroic and strong, which was quite consistent with Long Qingyun's temperament.

If Mo Tianyu's "Blue Waves and Flowing Cloud Sword" is ever-changing, with the momentum of stormy waves, Master Hongquan's "Sky Breaking Sword" simplifies the complex, and the power of the three styles is unparalleled.

Then the middle-aged sword moves are clumsy, and the thunder is seen in the silent place, and the moves are full of the idea of the swordsman, as if the sword and the person have been integrated, reaching the point of the unity of the human sword.

At this time, with the passionate poetry recited by Qing Zhen's middle-aged people, the sword intent also bloomed with a scorching majesty.

Long Qingyun seemed to have a clear understanding of this sword intent, and unconsciously compared with Qing Qian's middle-aged age.

Qing Zhen continued to chant in his middle-aged mouth: "Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain." Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. ”

Suddenly, the ground rose vertically, jumping more than three feet high, and the tip of the sword turned into thousands of cold rays, enveloping the surroundings and stabbing at the earth. Wherever the sword power went, the mountains were split and the stones were split, and the masonry on the ground was lifted by the sword qi, and there was an earth-shattering sound.

Jian Feng suddenly turned, reversed a pick, and swooped down unexpectedly, with words in his mouth: "Wait from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky." ”

Qing Qian's middle-aged robe fluttered, and he landed, standing majestically opposite Long Qingyun, and the green leaves in the sky fell one after another.

Qing Zhen said with a solemn face: "Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, the use of wonderful, with one heart, with both swords and soldiers." ”

After speaking, he held the sword in his right hand and threw it back, and the Zhan Lu sword drew an arc in the air and fell into the blue water cold pool.

Qing Zhen's middle-aged man walked slowly towards Long Qingyun, and said awe-inspiringly: "The Davis Sword Method is completed, you can go to Zhuxian Town, Zhan Lu has spirituality, and stay with the destined people." ”

Long Qingyun nodded again and again, just about to ask the other party's name.

The other party's awe-inspiring expression slowly became kind, and many wrinkles appeared on his face, and suddenly an old man's face appeared in front of him.

Gradually, the old man's kind face turned into a mighty tiger head, but it was unusually kind and kind, and he looked at him with a smile.

Long Qingyun was surprised, rubbed his eyes, and looked away, where is there a tiger head?

A huge tiger rock comes into view.

Beneath the rocks, a trickle of water, and the sound of the spring water is clear to your ears. The yellow warbler chirped happily from the tree next to it. Everyone pointed at the tiger stone, and the noise and noise made by each expressed their opinions.

The sound of spring water, bird calls, and the noise of everyone was in his ears, and Long Qingyun came back to his senses in a daze.

The tricks and formulas of the middle-aged Qing are echoing in the mind, as if they are still in front of them, and they are extremely clear.

The corners of Long Qingyun's lips moved slightly, and there were words in his mouth: "The Davis sword method is completed, you can go to Zhuxian Town, Zhan Lu has spirituality, stay with the destined person, what does this mean?"

"Hey, what are you doing?" Suddenly, someone slapped Long Qingyun's arm, interrupting Long Qingyun's thoughts.

Long Qingyun turned his head and saw that a pair of big watery eyes were staring at him, it turned out to be Tuobaxi, dressed in purple, with a pretty face and a delicate appearance, looking delicate.

Long Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and said, "Hey, didn't you accompany your brother up the mountain to look for Zhan Lu Jian?

In fact, Tuoba Xi had already come to the Tiger Spring, but Long Qingyun was attracted by the Tiger Ben Boulder as soon as he arrived, and he didn't find that Tuoba Xi was close at hand.

Tuoba Xi said angrily: "I have already arrived here, just to see that you are engrossed in looking at the tiger boulder in a daze, I am not bothered by you, it is said that this Zhan Lu sword is quite spiritual, and will communicate with people who are destined." ”

Suddenly, the agile Mo Zhixuan appeared to the side and replied in astonishment: "I just stared at the tiger boulder, as if I saw a young man in white practicing swords here, but it was only a glimpse and disappeared. Mo Zhixuan stared straight at Long Qingyun with her eyes straight and teased: "Hey, Jiangxing, have you seen it?"

When Long Qingyun heard this, he was also surprised: "Why is it that the person Mo Zhixuan saw practicing the sword was a young man, but he saw that he was a middle-aged man." ”

Tuoba Xi glanced at Mo Zhixuan, raised his eyebrows, snorted in his nose, and said, "What is there to boast about, I also saw the young man in white." ”

Long Qingyun was a little puzzled, why the two of them saw a young man in white, and was about to ask.

At this time, Murong Xue stepped over and said, "I also saw the young man in white flashing by, and I didn't see what he looked like. After speaking, he looked at Long Qingyun affectionately, as if he wanted to hear his opinion.

Long Qingyun looked stunned, and suddenly realized that there was a big mystery in this matter, and the three girls all saw the same young man in white, indicating that the middle-aged man he saw must have something to do with this young man in white.

At this moment, Gongsun Mou and Linghu Zheng came over, and when asked, they were exactly what Tuoba Xi, Mo Zhixuan, and Murong Xue said.

Ling Huzheng added: "I have waited for a long time, but the young man in white has never appeared again. After speaking, he sighed, his face full of disappointment.

Gongsun Mou sighed: "This Zhan Lu sword is a top-level weapon, knowing loyal ministers, good generals, and spirituality, it is naturally psychic with people who are destined, we are not destined people, so it is fleeting." "Gongsun Mou is worthy of being a disciple of the Heavenly Palace Academy, and his views are naturally extraordinary.

Hearing this, Long Qingyun couldn't help but look around.

A group of heroes sighed and sighed, exchanged heads, and their words were mixed with words such as "young man in white", "practicing swords", and "disappearing". Among them are Yong Guangyu, Huang Fuyi, Mu Yezi and others.

The strange thing is that Wanyan Hongjie, Tuoba Yu, Ye Luxiong, Tuo Erjin and the other four people are staring at the tiger rock with all their attention, as if nothing in the world can disturb them.

Suddenly!

A group of people came from the col.

Led by a young man dressed as a scholar, dressed in white and with a lupine scarf, his demeanor was extremely chic.

Next to him is a middle-aged man in a gray robe, with an elegant appearance.

The whole body exudes the aura of fairy wind and bones.