The pen is like a knife, and a stroke is pointed out, rolling up a large area of wind and snow.

Confucian Sheng was secretly annoyed, but the movements in his hand did not stop, and the inkstone on that side left his hand, swelled in the wind, and soon smashed towards Cheng Yuqing like a grinding plate.

The two of them made a huge move, and they damaged a lot of things just by relying on the breath that leaked out.

Seeing this, the officers and men were afraid, and under the leadership of the leader, they quickly left the street, for fear of being affected.

When the officers and soldiers left, the street quickly became much empty, and their scruples became much smaller, so the two of them no longer showed mercy.

The brush and inkstone collided together, causing a wave of air.

Each flew back into his hands.

Cheng Yuqing snorted coldly, hooked the brush, and wrote two words in the air.

Gentleman!

The word gentleman comes from a sentence in the sage's article, "The gentleman is in the opposition, and the villain is in power." ”

The gentleman and the villain are clear at a glance.

The two words of gentleman were written, and the wind turned into a clear light, spreading the veins, and shrouded towards Confucianism.

Confucian Sheng's face is ugly, he is also a person from the Confucian Academy, how can he not know the magic power of Wu Shou's lineage, and he writes words to defend against the enemy, and Cheng Yuqing writes the word gentleman, so doesn't he regard him as a villain?

It's a great humiliation, and being treated as a villain, no matter which scholar is put on, will be furious.

Confucius gritted his teeth, smashed the inkstone in his hand again, and at the same time took out a picture scroll from his body, instilled his breath into it, and raised it.

The scroll spread out in the sky, and it didn't take long for many figures to come out of it, fully dressed in armor, sharp swords in their hands, full of iron and blood.

This picture scroll is called the dispute of the Chu River, depicting the struggle between two small countries five hundred years ago, the picture scroll was later obtained by Confucianism, very loved, so it took more than half of the effort to make Confucianism, the effect is also quite good, accompanied by Confucian brushwork, can conjure up a lot of swords and soldiers to serve themselves.

Cheng Yuqing made a big move, and when the word gentleman had not lost its effectiveness, he wrote down again.

Integrity!

Heaven and earth have righteousness, and its name is Haoran.

After the two words were written, they did not turn into clear light, but just floated in the air, emitting a little brilliance themselves, sprinkled like a flying rain, and when the sword soldiers touched these flying rains, they all turned into ink and dissipated.

Confucius retracted the scroll with a gloomy face, looking at the blank space on it, he was very distressed, and his perception of Cheng Yuqing became more and more bad.

Reached out and took off a piece of jade pendant from his waist and crushed it.

There was a flash of white light.

The gentleman and Haoran both dissipated together.

Cheng Yuqing's expression remained unchanged, and he stepped out, and the brush in his hand pointed straight at Confucianism.

It doesn't look very imposing, but it's actually very good, and the Confucian students who are on the cusp of the storm soon found that they couldn't move, and they seemed to be burdened with a thousand catties on their bodies, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Take the inkstone back and stop the brush, and the two collide, each withdrawing a few steps.

This crisis has been resolved in this way.

Confucian Sheng's hands trembled slightly, he took a deep breath, and asked: "Cheng Yuqing, who is also a member of the Confucian Academy, I advise you, you had better leave this matter alone, sword cultivation is a taboo, and the monks of the three sects should not befriend him, don't you know this truth?"

Cheng Yuqing said indifferently: "Qian Feng, get out of the way." ”

The attitude is extremely resolute.

Qian Feng lowered his head, looked at the inkstone in his hand, looked at the dotted ink marks on it, and couldn't help but retreat in his heart.

Although his magic weapon is good, but if you really want to talk about it, the whole body and belongings can't compare to that brush, after all, the husband who worships is different, and the magic weapon obtained has its own merits.

Cheng Yuqing's realm is higher than him, and the magic weapon is more powerful than him, if he continues to fight, he is very likely to be defeated, and he will be defeated in the hands of Cheng Yuqing of the hostile faction.

He thought about it in his heart, thinking about whether letting Cheng Yuqing in would change the situation, but he hadn't waited for him to finish thinking about it.

Then a wind struck, and then he flew upside down, and at the same time, a jade pendant on his body shattered.

fell in the corner, stood up holding his stomach, looked at Cheng Yuqing who was standing not far away, and said miserably: "Cheng Yuqing, taking advantage of his unpreparedness is not a gentleman's doing, what kind of face do you have to call yourself a gentleman!"

"I said I am a gentleman, I am, why do you have to speak, the monk fights, it is a standing fist, and now that I am standing, you don't have to say it. ”

Qian Feng laughed at himself: "Also, the skills are not as good as others, I admit it." ”

With that, he staggered out of the street.

Cheng Yuqing took a deep breath, took out a jade bottle, poured out a pill and swallowed it, and after feeling the breath slowly rise, he walked quickly towards the street.

This battle in the streets can be described as a fight to the death.

No matter how many times he was smashed on the ground, Xu Baichuan would always stand up, even if he was covered in blood, even if his body trembled, but the hand holding Qiu Feng was as steady as ever.

When Cheng Yuqing stepped into the street, he arrived at an amazing scene, Xu Baichuan, who was like a candle in the wind, stood up in the corner of the wall and handed out a sword to the disgusting man.

Like a floating tree, I should admire its extraordinary.

Cheng Yuqing's arrival attracted the attention of the man in the green dress on the street, which made him a little puzzled, he remembered that Qian Feng told him that no one would step in and interfere during this time, what happened to this scholar who appeared now?

Cheng Yuqing stopped in front of Xu Baichuan and glanced at the magic weapons scattered around the big man in the green skirt, and it was clear at a glance.

He knew that Xu Baichuan would use magic weapons, and now it seems that these magic weapons have helped a lot.

After all, to survive from a cave void for so long, there must be some other means.

Stuffing a pill into Xu Baichuan's mouth, watching his pale face recover some blood red, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was also glad that Xu Baichuan's injuries were very serious, and if he came later, the pill would not have a big effect.

But it was all just right, and it finally caught up.

Xu Baichuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered thank you.

Cheng Yuqing nodded, put Xu Baichuan aside, turned to look at the man in the green skirt, and said calmly: "If you retreat, you will not be to blame for this matter." ”

The man in the green dress laughed as if he had heard some big joke, "You are just a fire in your heart, maybe your ability is smaller than the one who fell to the ground, what can you do to the slave family?"

Cheng Yuqing didn't say anything more, but took a step, and a white stone seal appeared out of thin air in his hand, and the momentum of nothingness instantly covered the entire street.

His husband is the only student of his family, he is very precious on weekdays, he insists on coming out to see, his husband can't stop him, but he is worried about his safety, so he gave him his magic weapon, which is enough for him to deal with most troubles.

His husband is enlightened, and the means left in the seal naturally carry the enlightenment killing move.

It's just that the conditions used are a bit harsh, and you have to meet someone with a higher realm than him to use it, and his husband's mind is really incomprehensible.

But it doesn't matter, it's just right to take it out now.

The big man in the green dress is just a hole, he is still a mountain and a wild cultivator, and he is naturally three points weaker, and he can only avoid its edge in the face of this seal.

Cheng Yuqing took a step, and the man in the green dress took a step back, but soon there was no way to retreat, and a wall of qi appeared behind him out of thin air, blocking the way out.

Since there is no way to retreat, then you can only face it.

The man in the green dress was silent for a while, and said, "Is it too late for the slave family to regret it now?"

Cheng Yuqing was noncommittal.

The big man in the green dress sighed, and when he raised his head again, his two fists clenched tightly and smashed towards Cheng Yuqing.

It's just that it came and went quickly, and when it was still halfway there, it was swept away by the invisible air wave and fell to the ground and smashed a big pit.

Cheng Yuqing was quite satisfied, and when he raised his hand, he could make a hole void without the power to parry, and he couldn't get up after falling to the ground for half a day, the higher the realm, the more power he could control.

Now I am borrowing the power of his husband, if my own cultivation reaches that realm, is it a different kind of realization?

Walked in front of the big man in the green dress, condescending, and looked down: "With the way of others, he will also govern his body." ”

When the words fell, the momentum in the darkness became more and more serious, and blood stains burst out from the big man's body, and soon the blood flowed like an infusion, looking quite miserable.

Just as Cheng Yuqing was about to make the next move, a voice suddenly came from behind.

"Cheng Yuqing, you are a bad move after all, this person, I am killed. ”

Looking back, there was originally only Xu Baichuan alone in the place where Qian Feng appeared.

And Xu Baichuan fell on the ground not far away, with an inkstone suspended above his head.

Qian Feng's face was arrogant, his goal here was always only Xu Baichuan, since the man in the green dress couldn't solve it, then he would do it himself.

He'll do it if he's not ready.

Qian Feng laughed wildly, "Today I will see how you want to save him! Even if you are holding the white stone seal in your hand, it is not your magic weapon after all, such a long distance, you can't reach it!"

Cheng Yuqing said indifferently: "If he dies, you can't leave here today." ”

The words are very straightforward and extraordinarily shallow.

If you kill someone, you will be well buried with the consciousness.

Cheng Yuqing has the strength to keep people.

Qian Feng got carried away, he didn't expect this for a while, his laughter suddenly stopped, and his face gradually became gloomy.

He came here because he wanted to live a better life, and if he died here, it would be unbearable for him.

He didn't want to die, so he had some rat traps, and the inkstone moved to the side, for fear that he would lose his hand and die.

Under the murderous machine, Xu Baichuan pulled the corners of his mouth, he was actually not afraid, he had been injured so many times before, and he would have died a long time ago if he were an ordinary person, but for him, it was only a serious injury, and it did not reach the point of life and death.

He carries some expectations on his back, and naturally he will carry some means, he is not sure how many, but he is sure that there must be.

Standing up against the corner of the wall, he muttered to himself: "Although the world is big, I only have one sword." ”

The words were very light, but all the people in the street were monks, and they all heard it clearly.

Cheng Yuqing sighed, no wonder Sword Cultivation has been suppressed by the Three Sects for so many years, and he can still survive so tenaciously, this kind of heart and persistence is really appalling.

I'm ashamed.

At the same time, the reader had an idea in his heart, and after thinking about it for a few times, he felt that it was feasible, so he began to move on his own, and the white stone seal in his hand emitted a hazy light under his mind, providing some help for someone.

Xu Baichuan carried the autumn wind, staggered, and walked towards Qian Feng, and his fierce aura began to rise, because of that elixir, the original dry sword qi on his body has now given birth to a lot, which is enough for another sword.

Qian Feng frowned, his big sleeves made a slight move, and the inkstone followed closely behind, hanging on Xu Baichuan's head, wanting to smash it, but he remembered Cheng Yuqing's threatening words, and he was very hesitant for a while.

In the Confucian school, every disciple will have a comment at the beginning of the school, and the comments are good and bad, which directly affects the future achievements.

Qian Feng's comment was that being frightened was not enough to get things done.

Now it seems very pertinent.

Xu Baichuan walked very slowly, but the distance between the two was not very far, so it only took some time to walk in front of Qian Feng.

From the previous conversation, it can be concluded that when he entered the street and was attacked and killed, the initiator was this Confucian student.

In this case, it is life and death that do not wait together.

Xu Baichuan looked at Qian Feng, who was flashing a talisman spell on his body, and moved his lips, as if he had said something, but no words came out, which was a little weird.

Qian Feng's face was indifferent, and at the same time, the inkstone was pressed downwards in case of emergency.

Xu Baichuan stepped and swung his sword, and at this time he was only three feet away from Qian Feng, so Qiu Feng quickly arrived in front of Qian Feng, but he was hindered by some obstacles when he broke through the talisman spell, but he did not delay for too long, and soon passed through Qian Feng's chest.

And the inkstone that the side was about to smash down was offset by many distances under the pressure of the white stone seal, and it did not fall on Xu Baichuan.

Holding his chest, Qian Feng was very unbelievable, the sword cultivator in front of him was seriously injured and became like this, how could he still have the strength to hand out a sword?

It's just that he didn't know that even if he wanted to break his head, before this, a scholar fed Xu Baichuan a pill.

But it didn't matter, and his head was soon cut off.

Blood spurted out, and a green shirt changed into a red shirt, which was extremely eye-catching.

Standing with his sword in his hand, gasping slightly, Xu Baichuan whispered the words he hadn't said before.

"I have a sword that can break ten thousand laws. ”

This young sword cultivator who had fought hard raised his eyes to look at Cheng Yuqing, thought about it, and stretched out a thumbs up.

Cheng Yuqing understood, nodded, and then looked at the man in the green dress who fell to the ground, and sighed: "Everything is self-inflicted, no wonder others, this is the first time I have killed someone, I may be born, you take care of some." ”

After speaking.

The white stone seal flew out of his hand and covered the forehead of the man in the green dress, and a light flashed in it, and after it subsided, all that was left was the seal.

The man in the green dress has disappeared, and his bones are gone.

After taking back the seal, he came to Xu Baichuan's side.

sighed, the sword cultivators are really different from the ordinary, Qian Feng in the heart fire realm was killed with two swords, this is still in the case of serious injuries, if the state is intact, what kind of situation will it be?

Cheng Yuqing patted Xu Baichuan's shoulder and exclaimed: "Your sword cultivation is really one person and one sword, and you can go to the world, which is amazing." ”

Xu Baichuan tugged at the corners of his mouth and said softly: "The current road is very difficult to walk, there are thorns, and there are tigers, leopards and jackals, you can only rely on the sword in your hand, most of the world is like this, it is still ordinary." ”

Cheng Yuqing laughed, "Can you still go?"

The implication is that if you can't go, then I'll help you go.

Xu Baichuan also smiled: "I have walked so far, this distance is nothing, I can walk." ”

The two of them walked out of the street together, because they were injured, but they didn't walk very fast, and it took a lot of effort to get to the courtyard.

In fact, the courtyard had been blocked and impassable, and there were many officers and soldiers standing outside.

Competing with the officers and soldiers was Feng Cheng, who held the rivers and lakes.

Cheng Yuqing said bluntly: "There are many people involved in this matter today, the officers and soldiers in Taiping City will not move on weekdays, only the city lord can drive them, that person may be a team, or he may be a statement, but after all, his mind is not very good." ”

Xu Baichuan didn't speak, just walked towards the officers and soldiers, his clothes were stained red with blood, exuding an extremely heavy smell of blood, the autumn wind did not enter the sheath but was still held in his hand, at this time, this appearance was like a returning killing god, which made people can't help but be afraid when they see it.

His arrival was soon discovered by the officers and soldiers, causing a commotion, and spears were like a forest of spears aimed at him.

It's just that no one dares to take the lead.

The officers and men retreated one after another, retreating again and again, giving way to a wide avenue.

Feng Cheng looked at Xu Baichuan, who was dressed in blood, stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he quickly came to Xu Baichuan and asked eagerly, "Brother Xu, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Baichuan smiled, so that Feng Cheng didn't have to worry, no matter what, he came back alive after all.

Those who tried to kill him died without exception.

Feng Cheng snorted, and soon remembered something, and said I'll boil hot water.

Then he ran to the stove to boil water.

Xu Baichuan looked at the officers and soldiers, didn't say much, only said one word.

Get lost!

This sword cultivator, who had just experienced a life-and-death battle, was in a very bad mood and was very bad, and he didn't want so many people to point a gun at him.

The officers and men looked at each other a few times, at a loss, they received an order to come and surround the streets and courtyards, not to let people in and out, not to let people know what was going on inside, and now the situation has become like this, they did not expect it.

subconsciously wanted to find the generals, but the generals who led them had already fled, leaving them leaderless, neither leaving, nor continuing to surround them, very confused.

Simply Cheng Yuqing relieved them of the siege.

The momentum of the Taiping Inn is very grand in Taiping City, and it is said that it has a lot to do with the city lord, and it is best to have Cheng Yuqing come forward.

Stepping into the courtyard with Xu Baichuan, looking at Feng Cheng, who was constantly busy, he asked, "What step is he going to take?"

Xu Baichuan was a little stuck, but he still nodded, "His talent is good, and he has also made achievements in sword training these days, and he should be able to step into it in some time." ”

Cheng Yuqing sighed, "It's only been less than a month, and there has been such progress, if it spreads, it will definitely shock a large number of people's jaws, if those old gentlemen listen to it, they will definitely scold me, saying why I don't include this kind of good material in Confucianism, this kind of talent is not bad compared with the Holy Son." ”

The Holy Son and the Holy Son, no matter what, carry a holy word, then it has a lot to do with the heavenly saints, popularly speaking, as long as he does not die, he will definitely be able to become holy in the future, and he must have a position, after all, since ancient times, the Holy Son has stepped on the path of the saint, and he has walked up step by step without relying on incense, and the combat power is very different.

Although Feng Cheng's talent is good, there is indeed a distance compared to the Holy Son, according to the records in the book, it only took seven days for the Holy Son with the highest talent to step into the cultivation realm, and although the rest were not so short, they were probably within a month or two, which made others very envious.

Xu Baichuan said calmly: "He is suitable for sword training, and it is not good to go to Confucianism to study." ”

Cheng Yuqing was stunned, "Xu Baichuan, since I came down the mountain, I have seen so many people and things, and only you said that it is not good to go to Confucianism to study, you are really bold." ”

Xu Baichuan raised his eyes and glanced at Cheng Yuqing, and said indifferently: "Read and study, read for a lifetime, and read famously, but in the end, can you compare to a sword cultivation?"

Cheng Yuqing frowned and wanted to refute, but found that he was speechless and couldn't refute it, the truth is really like this, even if you read a saint, you still can't compare under the sword immortal, you use your mouth to talk to the sword immortal, but the sword immortal uses a sword, the reason doesn't make sense at all, it can't be explained.

Cheng Yuqing pursed her lips and quipped: "Yes, yes, yes, it can't be compared, but who was smashed to the ground just now, if I hadn't come, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago." ”

Xu Baichuan smiled and was noncommittal.

The two seem to be chatting here, but they are actually treating injuries, and since entering the courtyard, Cheng Yuqing's hand has not been put off Xu Baichuan's shoulder.

At the end of the day, when the hot water is boiled, it is time to go to the shower before parting.

Xu Baichuan entered the bathhouse, poured hot water into the full, took off his already sticky clothes, and took a comfortable bath.

When he came out, he had already changed his appearance, wearing a white dress, quite stylish, like a turbid son.

It's just that the bruises on his body betrayed him, and he looked a little mismatched.

In the courtyard, Feng Cheng was practicing swords, while Cheng Yuqing was watching with interest, and from time to time he gave advice or two.

Although the words were spoken, Feng Cheng turned a deaf ear, and was concentrating on the sword book full of half-moves, thinking about what to learn from it.

Feng Cheng has not practiced swords for a long time, and the half-move swordsmanship is only a half-move, pinching the head and removing the tail, which is very obscure, so I watched it for a long time, but I still can't see how subtle it is, even if I start practicing with the rivers and lakes, it will stop abruptly, and I am very melancholy.

Xu Baichuan didn't speak, but found a chair to sit down, fetch a bucket of cool water, and wiped the Autumn Wind Sword.

There was no surprise or joy on his face.

But in fact, there is a surprise, after experiencing life and death battles, his realm has loosened a lot, maybe he will be able to step into a new world after a while, this kind of cultivation speed is also terrifying enough, after all, this sword cultivator has only been able to hold a sword for five years!

Surprise and not only that, when he killed Qian Feng, a mysterious aura was born in his body, which made him ignore the talisman spell and kill Qian Feng.

That breath is called sword intent, and it is the rarest sword cultivation, and it can reach the sky when cultivated to a high depth.

Thinking about his thoughts in his heart, he kept moving in his hands, looked at the cold light and flickering autumn wind, and nodded.

It's a gratitude, thanks to this sword all the way, I can always be in danger.

Returning the autumn breeze into the sheath, looking at Cheng Yuqing who was walking towards him, he thought about it and asked a question.

"Does Confucianism have to kill me?"